Sovereign of the Era

The gate of Lingxiao jiangge branch is closed all year round.

Within a year, it will only be opened once at the beginning of the assessment.

Today is not a formal assessment, only registration and testing, Xinyan can only take a few people from the side door to enter.

The bustling young leaders came from the counties of the great Qin Empire, and there were several endless lines.

"A lot of people..."

"The attraction of Lingxiao sword Pavilion is really extraordinary."

"I'm afraid there will be tens of thousands of people at least. This is only today. The registration time is said to have lasted for several days."

For many years, they were slightly surprised to see such a battle.

Lin Yun's heart is not surprised, 17 years old before the birth of four orifices, this threshold is not high.

But if you look at the Qin Empire, more than 100 counties, vast population, the scene is very normal.

Long line, also do not know when to line up, but these young people dare not be presumptuous.

Many eyes, falling on Lin Yun and his party, all showed an envious look.

"Who are they that don't have to wait in line?"

"It's seed quota. It's said that Lingxiao sword pavilion has seed quota in every county. In addition, before the assessment starts, those good candidates will be cut off in advance outside Qin Tianjun to prevent other clans from snatching them. "

"What privileges are there?"

"In fact, there are not many privileges. The biggest advantage is to be firm with the big people in the clan in advance. As you know, you can find a supporter before entering the sect, and the benefits will not be much. "

"What if it offends people?"

"Ha ha, that's miserable. After you become a monk, you can chop firewood, carry water and pour manure. A lot of broken things can make you want to die."

When several teenagers heard these comments, they all showed some Deze in their eyebrows.

Xinyan said with a faint smile in front of her: "don't raise your tail. The seed quota is just a quota. You can't guarantee that you can enter Lingxiao sword Pavilion, just avoid some trouble."

"Hee hee, elder martial sister, don't worry. You won't be disgraced. I will enter the Lingxiao sword Pavilion. "

Li Wuyou's words, let Xinyan's face show some smile, giggle up.

Several people, she is in the Mobei wilderness, carefully selected cut off in advance.

If you can't get into zongmen, it's really embarrassing for her.

Despite her carelessness, she really cares.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the front: "I can't even hold the sword. What can I do in Lingxiao sword pavilion? I don't care how good your cultivation talent is. If you can't hold it firmly when you're hit by me, you'll get out of here. Lingxiao sword Pavilion doesn't accept waste. Get out of here so that you don't lose my face. "

"Next!"

"How to practice? Lingyuan is so loose. What you are doing is a wild road. You are born with unstable foundation. There is no future in the future. Let's go. "

"Next."

"You're a little poor in this bone. You're only a spirit and body. Go down."

"Next."

"It's not bad at all. However, this martial spirit is not suitable for Kendo cultivation. If you apply for another school, don't delay your future in Lingxiao sword Pavilion."

"It's good. After I hit you, the sword's power can be guaranteed to be 90%. Hey, boy, I'll report here three days later."

In a big palace, a middle-aged man, holding a wooden sword, tests the applicants in line for examination.

Listen to that harsh tone, harsh requirements, let Lin Yun secretly surprised.

Spirit and body are eliminated?

Lin Yun's heart is thinking, his bones have not been tested, but certainly not much better.

Without the exquisite seven orifices pill left by Su ziyao, it is impossible to break through the realm of the day after tomorrow.

With all his calculations, he will be top of the line.

If you can't pass the standard of Lingxiao sword Pavilion, you can't pass the threshold of xuantianzong.

Only qintian academy can accept him.

That place, regardless of origin and talent, can join as long as it passes the test.

"Elder Luofeng, these are some seedlings I picked from the Moors in Mobei. Have a look at them."

Just thinking about things, Xinyan with six teenagers, went straight to the platform in front of the hall.

There sat an old man with black hair, dressed in a purple robe, and his sword was as heavy as a mountain, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

Around him, there are some elders of Lingxiao sword Pavilion, all of which are strong and frightening.

Luo Feng's eyes look over, several people suddenly have a kind, have the feeling of being pierced by a long sword.

His vision, first fell on Li Wuyou, nodded and said with a smile: "this baby is good Eh, what a strong half step sword meaning, almost forming a complete sword meaning. "

Suddenly, the old man's eyes brightened and his eyes fell on Lin Yun.

Xinyan said with a smile: "elder Luofeng, this is Lin Yun. He not only has a high sense of kendo, but also has developed Lei Yanzhan style."Luo Feng looked around the four sides and asked the other elders, "how do you feel?"

"Yes, these people can give seed places."

"Xin Yan's eyes are really OK."

At this time, a group of people came to him, followed by several teenagers.

The first one is a star with a beautiful face and extraordinary temperament. He is about eighteen or nine years old. His body is sharp like a sword. His breath is dignified and thick, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

He is also a strong man in Xuanwu!

Lin Yun's heart slightly surprised, the four transcendental sects, Xuanwu realm is so common.

Xinyan saw this man, her face changed slightly, and said faintly, "elder martial brother Wang Yan."

"Ha ha, is this the person that younger martial sister Xinyan is looking for? There are a group of crooked melons and cracked dates. They don't even have a leader in the Xuanwu realm. I said that the seed quota should only be given to those of noble families. Why waste it on other unrelated people

The visitor looked arrogant and didn't give Xinyan any affection. He criticized Lin Yun as worthless.

Lin Yun looked at the past, and the six or seven teenagers behind him were at least born with seven orifices.

One of them even reached the frightful level of Xuanwu, which was very surprising.

But this is not what surprised Lin Yun.

What really surprised him was that there was a man standing beside Wang Yan.

He was deeply resentful to him, Wang Ning, Wang's clan!

In Qingyun Zong, the other side and he made a Liang Zi, which further deepened the enmity in the Qingyang realm.

Never thought, came to this imperial capital, Bai Lixuan did not encounter, but first met Wang Ning.

After two months' absence, the other party's cultivation has become more and more profound.

As soon as Lin Yun Gang raised his head, his eyes fell on each other by chance.

At the moment, I couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Wang Ning saw Lin Yun, obviously stunned, eyes full of shock. Like hell, I wonder if I'm wrong.

But Qingyun Zong wanted to kill Lin Yun. He was too familiar with this face.

"You sword slave, you are not dead!"

When he came back, Wang Ning couldn't help smiling. Lin Yun dared to sign up at Lingxiao sword Pavilion. He didn't know what to do.

Wang Ning suddenly made a voice, in Xinyan and the presence of Lingxiao sword Pavilion elder, all seem to have some consternation.

"What's going on?"

Wang Yan frowned a little and said, "this place is not worth talking about. If you speak rashly, you will not be able to distinguish between superiority and inferiority."!

"Brother, he is Lin Yun, and it is he who wounded uncle Bo in Qingyang world. This guy is just a waste. He is famous in Qingyun sect. He can also give seed quota to him Wang Ning hastened to deal with the original reason.

"Lin Yun?"

What was Wang Yan's voice? The corner of his mouth was slightly upturned: "are you sure his root bone is a waste body?"

"It's true that he was not wanted by Qingyun clan at the beginning. He was a sword slave for two years before he stayed."

Wang Yan burst out laughing: "younger martial sister Xinyan, you dare to take anyone. You almost make a big joke."

Under the platform, there was a long line of people, in an uproar.

"Sword slave?"

"The sword slave can also get the seed quota. Are we even inferior to the sword slave?"

"The Lingyun sword Pavilion is a bully."

"The four transcendental sects have never heard of such absurd things."

Obviously, for them, there is a little imbalance in their hearts.

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