Invincible Swordsman

Chapter 59 Outer Sect Disciple
As the sun set in the west, several bells suddenly rang on Lingjian Peak.

Dangdang!
The sound of the bell was heard far and wide, and everyone present knew that the assessment time had come.

"This is the end of the assessment. You failed to reach the top of the mountain within the stipulated time, but this time you have no chance with my Spirit Sword Sect. However, most of you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, and you still have a chance in three years. Work hard, I hope some of you will become disciples of my Spirit Sword Sect in three years. Now, this elder will send you down the mountain."

A loud and clear voice came from the top of the mountain, but it was as clear and natural to everyone as if they were talking face to face.

Anyone with a little knowledge knows that this is the art of sound transmission for thousands of miles by a congenital master.

But seeing a figure suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, this person waved his hand, and more than a hundred teenagers on the mountain directly descended from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they fell safely under Lingjian Peak.

"Father, mother. Woohoo!"

"Son! Let's go back."

"Let's go, the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect have said that there is still a chance in three years' time."

"Ah."

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A group of people at the foot of the mountain retrieved their children one after another, some encouraged them, some cursed loudly, and even educated them on the spot.Eighty percent of the teenagers were crying softly, feeling extremely lost and uncomfortable.Only a small number of determined teenagers clenched their fists, looked at Lingjian Peak, and secretly vowed in their hearts that they would climb to the top of the mountain three years later.

In the blink of an eye, the losers and their families at the foot of the mountain were almost gone, and the rest were basically the parents and family members of the winners, but they were extremely excited and congratulated each other.

It really is a few happy, a few sad.

At this time, the Spirit Sword Sect monk at the foot of the mountain suddenly smiled and said: "Everyone, congratulations to your children for passing the first assessment of our Spirit Sword Sect. How they behave over the next two days."

"Now, your children have been brought back to the sect to rest by our sect masters. You should go away first. In three days, we will arrange for your children to meet you here. I will leave first!"

After finishing speaking, the Spirit Sword Sect cultivator cupped his fists to salute these people, and then landed beside Peng Hu in a flash.

"Follow me up the mountain."

The man gave a drink with no expression on his face, and immediately stretched out his movements and floated up the mountain.

Peng Hu looked at the opponent's back coldly, and ran wildly without saying a word. He didn't use superb body skills, and his speed was only about the same as that of ordinary swordsmen.

Showing weakness, Peng Hu wanted to see how the Spirit Sword Sect would treat him, an outer disciple who "went through the back door".

"What a waste. If you want to participate in the assessment with such little strength, you are not afraid of making people laugh."

The innate master in front was always watching Peng Hu, sneered in his heart, became more and more angry, and at the same time looked down on this useless disciple who "went through the back door" even more.

However, as the sky was getting darker, he couldn't just leave Peng Hu alone at the bottom of the mountain. In the end, he had no choice but to pick up Peng Hu and run up to the top of the mountain reluctantly.

Although this Lingjian Peak is also quite steep, it is not difficult in Peng Hu's view, and it can be walked on flat ground, let alone for the innate master of the Lingjian Sect. In less than 10 minutes, he took Peng Hu to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the nearly hundred young man on the top of the mountain had been taken away by the previous elder, and it was empty, but the imaginary palace was nowhere to be seen.

Peng Hu suddenly became curious. This mountain was lonely, extremely deserted, and the fog was so thick that it was impossible to see the way forward.He looked far and wide at the mountains on the opposite side. Through the dense fog, there seemed to be tall buildings looming in the mountains, with extraordinary momentum, far from being comparable to those ordinary cities, like fairy palaces outside the sky.

At this time, the monk of the Spirit Sword Sect suddenly jumped up in the air, and flew straight to the distant mountains with Peng Hu in his hand.

Peng Hu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't panic. He subconsciously looked at his feet, only to realize that there was an iron cable in the fog, and it went straight into the depths of the fog. This monk of the Spirit Sword Sect was walking forward on the flying cable.

This iron chain is a full three thousand feet long, and the whole body is cold, and it is actually a powerful magic weapon.

Peng Hu paid attention to it for a long time before he realized the extraordinaryness of the iron chain, and secretly expressed his amazement in his heart.From this it can be seen that the Spirit Sword Sect is indeed extraordinary, far beyond his imagination.

Half an hour later, the monk of the Spirit Sword Sect finally led Peng Hu through the three thousand-foot iron chain, jumped down and entered a high mountain.

Spirit Sword Sect!
What caught the eye was a huge stone tablet, with the words "Lingjianzong" written on it, the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, like flying dragons and phoenixes, just looking at it, it seemed that thousands of sword lights rushed into Peng Hu's head, the sword intent was overwhelming.

Peng Hu was taken aback, and immediately embraced Yuan Shouyi, and resisted thousands of sword qi, which was a virtual sword intent, but it seemed to be real, with endless sharpness.In a few breaths, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was almost about to urge his sword to resist.But as soon as he thought that the monk of the Spirit Sword Sect was still by his side, he held back and let this sword intent hit his mind.

At this time, thousands of sword lights criss-crossed in Peng Hu's mind, and his own thoughts also turned into countless sword lights to fight endlessly.

After a full 10 minutes, Peng Hu finally couldn't bear the pressure, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was already exhausted, but fortunately, the sword intent also disappeared in an instant.

"What a powerful sword intent."

Peng Hu exclaimed in his heart. During the chat, he had a vague idea of ​​the sword intent, but on the surface he was listless, pale and frightening.

"Boy, how are you? Are you all right?"

The Spirit Sword Sect monk pretended to ask out of good intentions. He simply didn't remind Peng Hu on purpose, and wanted to make Peng Hu suffer. Seeing Peng Hu's injury and vomiting blood, he finally vented his anger.You know, few people in the entire Spirit Sword Sect dare to look at this stele. It can be said that monks who have not comprehended the sword intent can't stop the impact of the sword intent on this stele. They are all seriously injured like Peng Hu and vomit blood.

"Thank you senior for your concern."

Peng Hu replied coldly, he had already seen that the other party had bad intentions, he was too lazy to compete with the other party, and his strength was not as good as others, so for the time being he could only bear with it.

"It's good that you're fine, let's go."

The person sneered and strode towards a huge palace in front of him.Peng Hu followed closely behind, following suit.

"Senior brother Liu, what are you doing with this trash? Don't you want to live?"

"Senior brother Liu, could it be that this person is your relative? However, even if you are an inner disciple, you have no right to bring a piece of trash into the sect."

Before Peng Hu and the others entered the palace, they were stopped by two gatekeepers.

"Why, the two junior brothers are dissatisfied with me? Do you know who this person is? He is about to become a disciple of my sect's outer sect, why don't you let him go? I'm rushing to take him to register his name."

Senior Brother Liu seemed to be at odds with these two gatekeepers, and his words were quite offensive.

These two gatekeepers are only the peak level of sword masters, but they are extremely tough, and they are not afraid of Senior Brother Liu, an innate master and inner disciple.

"Senior brother Liu, you can go in, but he can't. A swordsman wants to join our Spirit Sword Sect, and he will immediately become an outer disciple? Could it be that senior brother Liu deceived us that our cultivation base is low and we don't understand the clan rules?"

"Senior Brother Liu, do you think that where our Spirit Sword Sect is, anyone can enter? No matter what, this trash must not enter the gatekeeper."

The two said almost at the same time, not giving an inch.

Senior Brother Liu ignored them directly, turned to Peng Hu and said, "Have you not taken out the Spirit Sword Order to open their eyes."

"Senior brothers, please take a look."

Peng Hu politely handed over the Spirit Sword Order.

"Let me see."

The one on the left directly grabbed the Spirit Sword Token, flipped through it a few times, nodded, and handed it to the person on the right.

"Sure enough, it's the Spirit Sword Token. Senior brother has a great way to get the Spirit Sword Token for the younger generation."

The person on the right said coldly, and casually returned the Lingjian Token to Peng Hu.

"Now, we can go in."

Brother Liu looked at the two gatekeepers with a half-smile.

"Brother Liu, please come in!"

The two slaves took a step back at the same time, one side of the body, to make way.

Brother Liu ostentatiously dragged Peng Hu to the palace, seemingly very affectionate.

"It's so scheming. One day, I will make you look good."

Peng Hu became more and more displeased with Senior Brother Liu. At this moment, how could he not understand that the other party must have enmity with these two people, but deliberately designed himself to make the two gatekeepers think that he was a relative of Senior Brother Liu.Borrowing a knife to kill someone!
In the blink of an eye, Senior Brother Liu followed Peng Hu to the outer gate management office.

"Name, age, origin, cultivation, write it yourself."

In the management office of the outer sect, the deacon elder of the outer sect who was in charge of the registration only glanced at Ling Jian Ling, without even raising his head, he casually threw a page of paper to Peng Hu, and continued to wander with his eyes closed.

Swish swish!
Peng Hu wrote quickly.

In less than a minute, the paper was handed over to the elder of the outer sect.

"Well, you are only at the level of a swordsman, boy, are you kidding me? I'm afraid you will be sent down the mountain in a few days with your cultivation level. I think you should go home and practice for a few years before you come back. Don't worry, you are alive." With the sword order, you can come to the Spirit Sword Sect again at any time."

The elder of the outer sect narrowed his eyes and said suddenly.

"Thank you elder for reminding me, but I still decided to stay on the mountain."

Peng Hu said calmly.

The elder of the outer sect shook his head and said: "Young people are so lofty. Since you are looking for death, you should be an old man and say nothing. I hope you can stay in the outer sect well."

Then he distributed clothes, ID badges and a booklet, and finally a standard stainless steel sword for the outer door.The handyman disciples don't even have an iron sword, while the inner disciples are treated much better, and they will directly issue a first-order magic sword.

In addition, the pills distributed every month are also very different.

The handyman disciples can only get one Qi and Blood Pill a month, while the outer disciples can get one Qi and Blood Pill a week. The inner sect is different, a bottle of ten pills a week, and taking medicine every day, it is strange that the cultivation level does not increase.

"Thank you elder."

Peng Hu respectfully took the clothes and so on.

"Hey, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will be at a disadvantage. Xiao Lin, take this new junior brother to the south courtyard to pick a place to live."

The elder of the outer door shook his head and sighed, then turned his head and said to the outside.

"Yes." A young man rushed in from outside the door.

At this time, Senior Brother Liu who was standing beside Peng Hu said, "Elder He, let me take Junior Brother Peng to the South Campus. Anyway, I will drop by the way, so as not to make Junior Brother Lin take another trip."

"Alright."

The elder of the outer sect nodded, closed his eyes again, and ignored Peng Hu and the others.

(End of this chapter)