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Chapter 320 Apprenticeship to Immortal Sword Sect
There is a stream in the mountain, the stream is clear, a black bear stands on the upper stream of the stream and looks at the three of Yang Fan, with its front paws raised in the air in a daze.

"Jump from here."

Huang Yingjie pointed to the bottom of the cliff, where the creek flowed down, forming a small waterfall on the cliff more than ten meters high.

Below is a pool of water, whose depth and geometry are unknown.

"Jump from here?"

Both Yang Fan and Huang Qiying wondered if they heard it wrong. Why is the entrance of the Immortal Sword Sect so strange that it is under the pool.

"Yes."

As Huang Yingjie said, he made a demonstration first and jumped towards the pool under the cliff.

However, as soon as he fell into the air, before he fell into the pool, he disappeared out of thin air.

"This……"

Yang Fan and Huang Yingjie were dumbfounded. As expected, they are the entrance to the Cultivation of Immortals sect, and they really have some skills.

The two jumped down without any hesitation. The entrance of the Immortal Sword Sect was not at the bottom of the pool. They entered another world as soon as they fell into the air.

They suddenly appeared on a piece of soft grass. Their bodies were still descending inertially, but they suddenly fell to the ground, which made them feel like they were stepping into the air, and they were shocked.

"here it is……"

There is a mountain in front of you soaring into the clouds, like a sword inserted between heaven and earth, majestic and solemn, surrounded by flowing clouds halfway up the mountain, like a fairyland on earth, which is really rare in life.

"This is the mountain gate of our Immortal Sword Sect."

Huang Yingjie led Yang Fan and his sister towards the towering mountain.

"Is this the legendary small world?"

Yang Fan is very curious. The entrance and exit have special features. He doesn't understand the reason for this. Could it be the small world in the novel?
Huang Yingjie smiled and said, "It's just a trick, it's not a small world."

The Small World is something that only exists in legends, but their Immortal Sword Sect doesn't have it.

Go up the mountain road.

While walking, Huang Yingjie let the two get acquainted with the mountain gate, and at the same time introduced them to the Immortal Sword Sect.

There are currently three generations of disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect. The first generation is the generation of the suzerain. There are five people in total.

The second generation is the apprentices of the first generation. There are ten students in total, all of whom are middle-aged.

Huang Yingjie's age is about the same as that of many third-generation disciples, but he is a disciple accepted by Taoist Rongshan, and his seniority is higher, so he is counted as a second-generation disciple.

There are as many as forty or fifty disciples in the third generation, and the entire Immortal Sword Sect has less than 100 disciples in total.

In the Dharma-ending Era, sects of this size are considered very powerful. Some sects have less than ten people including suzerain and disciples...

The strength distribution of the Immortal Sword Sect is also very clear. The first generation of disciples are all at the Yuanying stage, the second generation of disciples are all at the Jindan stage, and the worst of the third generation of disciples has just established their foundations.

Five yuan infants and ten golden pills are terrifying powers in the secular world. Jindan is equivalent to the martial arts master of ancient martial arts, and Yuanying is equivalent to the divine realm of ancient martial arts. Even the Situ family, a family of immortal cultivators, does not have such background.

"Can we accept it?"

Yang Fan was a little worried, Huang Qiying was fine, she was Huang Yingjie's younger sister, but would Yang Fan be accepted as a disciple by the Immortal Sword Sect?

"Don't worry, it's me."

Huang Yingjie patted Yang Fan on the shoulder, the old Taoist master valued him very much, and he could still speak a few words in the Immortal Sword Sect.

"Uncle Huang..."

Unknowingly, I walked halfway up the mountain, and occasionally met a young man with plain clothes and white swords along the way, and they all called Huang Yingjie his uncle with some discomfort.

These people are all in their 30s and [-]s, and some of them are older than Huang Yingjie, yet they want to respectfully call him uncle, one can imagine how frustrated they are.

"Um……"

Huang Yingjie nodded his head one by one, and took Yang Fan and his sister directly to Yaliang Pavilion without saying anything to others.

Yaliang Pavilion is the residence of Taoist Master Rongshan. It was built on the mountainside, facing the rising sun, and it has a bit of fairy air.

Entering the door, I saw a middle-aged man talking to an old man in the lobby.

There was no trace of modern society on these two people. They were dressed very retro, with hair tied in a bun and beards. They behaved elegantly and spoke calmly.

These two are Huang Yingjie's master Taoist Rong Shan and his senior brother Zhang Xiaoshan.

"Master and senior brother, I'm back. Master, I brought back two good seedlings for you. Hurry up and accept them as disciples!"

Huang Yingjie greeted them first, and then introduced Yang Fan and Huang Qiying.

"Just these two, good seedlings?"

Taoist Rongshan stared wide-eyed, obviously blaming Huang Yingjie for talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"They are really good seedlings. One is my good friend and the other is my own sister. Master, please accept them!"

Huang Yingjie trotted forward, and squeezed the old man Rong Shan's shoulders. The strength was slow and heavy, which was both flattering and threatening.

That way is clearly saying that no matter whether they are good seedlings or not, the key is that one of them is his good friend and the other is his biological sister, so you must accept them.

"Nonsense! These two people don't have any talent for cultivation at first glance, and they have already passed their age. If I accept them as disciples, wouldn't it be discrediting myself!"

Taoist Rongshan is not threatened. An old man of his age is very concerned about whether his apprentice earns enough money. After taking in two useless people, do he want to lose his old face?
"That's it, then throw away the Moutai that I worked so hard to bring back for you, Master."

Huang Yingjie took out two bottles of Moutai from nowhere, with a regretful expression on his face.

"Wait!" Taoist Rong Shan seemed to have been trampled on his tail, and said hastily: "I have already accepted Xiao Shan and your two disciples as my master, and I don't plan to accept them again in this life, but I see that the one you brought Both of them are very talented, so it's quite suitable to be your senior brother's disciple."

Taoist Rongshan didn't plan to accept Yang Fan and Huang Qiying, but pushed them to the eldest disciple Zhang Xiaoshan.

"Master, you are a bit tricky..."

Zhang Xiaoshan looked helpless, these two people are not talented, they are obviously two ordinary people without talent, he does not want to accept such two apprentices.

Huang Yingjie thought for a while, the senior brother's cultivation base is not weak, and he has practiced for so many years, he has gained a lot of experience, so he is fully qualified to accept apprentices.

Let Yang Fan and Huang Qiying worship under Zhang Xiaoshan's sect.

Immediately presided over the apprenticeship ceremony for Yang Fan and Huang Qiying.

"Master and junior brother, are you joking?"

Zhang Xiaoshan was about to cry, he was going to apprentice on the spot, this is too hasty!

Taoist Rongshan held the Moutai wine and said seriously: "You are so old and have no disciples, so it is just right to take them in. Yingjie is still young, and his teacher is senior and old, so you have to be him." Master of both."

For two bottles of Moutai, Taoist Rongshan turned a blind eye and let Yang Fan and Huang Qiying stay in Immortal Sword Sect.

It's just that I have wronged the big disciple Zhang Xiaoshan...

(End of this chapter)