Chapter 113 Getting Started

"Concentrate on practicing swords from now on?" Ning Yuechan asked.

Gu Qingshan still had a look of hesitation on his face, and hesitantly said: "I think it is possible to practice swordsmanship occasionally during the time between practicing swordsmanship."

"No," Ning Yuechan instead advised, "regardless of swordsmanship or swordsmanship, the most important thing is to be sincere and dedicated, and must not be distracted."

"Well, that's fine." Gu Qingshan reluctantly said, "Then I will practice the sword well."

"Well, that's right." Ning Yuechan said with satisfaction.

The young male friars present had bowed their heads and were speechless.

Holy girl, your usual style is not like this!

when!

when!

when!

A loud bell rang.

The third round of the annual test is about to begin.

Ning Yuechan said regretfully: "I have to pass. The third round of the annual test is arranged by me."

"Okay." Gu Qingshan nodded, took out a communication talisman and handed it over.

This is his messenger.

Ning Yuechan answered it silently, then took out her communication talisman, lowered her head, and handed it to Gu Qingshan.

The nuns covered their mouths with smiles in their eyes.

Ning Yuechan was thin-skinned, tilted her head, and said lightly, "Junior sisters, let's go."

"Senior brother, let's go first, see you later!"

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye sister!"

"Sister, listen to your senior brother's words, and come to Tianjizong to play when you have time."

"Okay, I'll go."

After a few people said hello, Ning Yuechan returned to the Tianji Sect with the happy junior sisters.

"How is the man?" a female cultivator asked quietly.

Several junior sisters held the secret jade slip, and said in unison: "Full score!"

Then, the third round of the annual test began.

At this stage of the annual test, the headmasters and elders of the major sects began to get serious.

The elite disciples who led the team also showed expressions of interest.

The first round of the annual exam is very simple, just take a preliminary look at the newcomers, the second round is to pass the exam, and a little further observe their xinxing and talents, and confirm that they are people who are on the path of cultivation.

This is also the righteousness, otherwise if it is a cowardly person, or a mediocre person who is not willing to practice at all, even if he has a good cultivation aptitude, he will not be included.

Such a thing has not happened in history.

Some people have good aptitude, but their temperament is too timid, and they are piled up to a high level by the huge resources of the sect.

As a result, when this person faced the demon in the state of Jindan, he was still frightened.

Even in the same sect, he did not dare to compete with others.

This means that Zongmen Bai has cultivated a waste.

People with such a xinxing must be eliminated sooner.

After two rounds, the third round is the official qualification screening.

The qualifications of all practitioners will be fully demonstrated through this round.

At this stage, the remaining newcomers are all martial artists with outstanding talent, or loose cultivators who have practiced alone to the realm of Qi refining and foundation building.

There are no ordinary people in this round.

Ordinary people have been eliminated in the first two rounds, and they have to step by step from the outer door to consolidate the foundation of practice, polish their mind, and understand the common sense of the practice world—this is an essential process.

A bronze disc of equal height was carried by two monks and placed on the square platform.

Ning Yuechan lightly jumped onto the square platform and stood on the side of the bronze disc.

She just stood there, like a picture of a peerless beauty in the world.

The monks' eyes were fixed on her, and they couldn't take it away.

Ning Yuechan began to preside over the third round of annual exams.

She announced: "The third round of the annual test, start!"

"The newcomers through the second round, come one by one, and put their hands on the bronze disc."

"Additionally, the disciples who joined the sect ahead of time, if you want to come up, please come up for the third round."

After speaking, there was no commotion below, and no one protested.

The bosses of the various sects glanced at each other and nodded in satisfaction.

At this time of the year, it was always noisy.

Some newcomers were reluctant to go up and touch the bronze plate, for fear of exposing their spiritual roots or abilities.

Little did they know that with their little tricks, they had not even stepped into the official Taoist gate, and were not seen by the official monks at all.

This time, it was Ning Yuechan to preside over the third round, but none of those male newcomers who were irritable, cold, or narcissistic and proud came forward to make trouble.

Maybe you want to perform well in front of a beautiful woman like Ning Yuechan?

Ning Yuechan is the saintess of Tianji Sect and the next head of Tianji Sect.

It's a joy to get her blue eyes, or even just a little attention.

"I think next year, she will have to preside over the third round." A sect elder suggested.

"It's a good idea."

"Seconded."

"Agree."

The bosses were whispering.

The first newcomer stepped up, stretched out his hand nervously, and stuck it on the bronze disc.

A red light shot out from the bronze disc, circled around the newcomer, and returned to the disc again.

"Very good, you have the root of fire spirit, but you are not yet enlightened, and you will practice hard in the future, let's go."

Ning Yuechan said.

Behind her, there was a row of law enforcement cultivators, each holding a jade slip in their hands, and began to record the testers.

The newcomer saluted with joy, and quietly glanced at Ning Yuechan again, and then went on.

The second newcomer came up and put his hand on the bronze disc.

The bronze disc suddenly spun up, and it suddenly became a bell, clasping the newcomer in it.

Ning Yuechan patted the bronze disc and put it away.

She said to the frightened newcomer: "You probably have the natural selection skills of trapping enemies. I hope you will practice diligently every day and wake up soon."

The newcomer was overjoyed, saluted, and walked off the stage with one foot high and one foot low.

The third newcomer came up, but the bronze disc was indifferent.

The newcomer was a little disappointed, Ning Yuechan smiled slightly and encouraged softly: "It's okay, without the Five Elements and Heaven's Choice, you can still enter the sect to practice, and the future is not necessarily bad."

The newcomer seemed to be alive again after receiving these words.

He stared blankly at Ning Yuechan, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you fairy for your teaching."

This scene became an eternal picture in his memory.

Throughout his life, this practitioner has experienced numerous hardships, setbacks and prosperity. He has never forgotten that on the day of the annual exam, there was an unparalleled woman who encouraged him like this.

With the passage of time, the third round of the annual test progressed more than half.

Many cultivators who had been recorded by the sect in advance, saw Ning Yuechan standing on the stage, and some of them couldn't help but want to show off, and jumped up to make contact with the bronze disc.

A cultivator put his hand on the bronze disc, and countless weapon phantoms appeared on the disc, and finally settled into a long sword phantom.

The sword cultivators in the audience all showed concern—perhaps from now on, the saintess will no longer reject sword cultivators?

If that's the case, that kid has done a good job.

But seeing Ning Yuechan looking at the shadow of the long sword, she snorted coldly: "Have you practiced swords? You'll be a sword cultivator in the future, okay, let me down!"

The man was taken aback and didn't say anything, but Ning Yuechan waved his hand and pushed him down with a spiritual pressure.

In the crowd, many newcomers with weapons shrank their heads.

The sword cultivators sighed silently, despairing again.

Xiuxiu looked interesting, stood on tiptoe, and watched.

Gu Qingshan patted Xiuxiu's head and asked with concern, "Are you still nervous?"

Xiuxiu raised her head and said happily, "I'm not nervous, it's so interesting, but there are too many people blocking the line of sight, so I can't always see the stage."

Gu Qingshan thought for a while, then picked Xiuxiu up and put it on his shoulders.

"So?" he asked.

"Wow, I can see clearly, thank you brother!" Xiuxiu was very happy.

The monks all around rolled their eyes in unison—are you two coming to see the show or try it next year.

At this time, on the square platform, another girl put her hand on the bronze disc. As a result, the bronze disc burst into flames, and it cracked from the middle and fell to the ground.

The girl cried out in fright, and said in her mouth, "It wasn't me, it wasn't me who broke it."

Ning Yuechan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she patted the bronze disc lightly, and the disc immediately returned to its original state.

"You have fire spirit roots that have not yet been enlightened, and you have not awakened to tearing natural selection skills. Such talent is rare. I hope you will practice diligently and wake up soon." She said calmly.

It was only then that the girl realized that she had spiritual roots and heavenly selection skills, and immediately burst into laughter.

When the girl came down, several elders of the sect stood up and gathered around to fight for the girl.

Another newcomer went up and put his hand on the bronze disc.

A cultivator figure suddenly appeared on the disc, and he punched a set of fists like flying.

"Probably you will gain the power of returning to Tibet in the future, you should practice martial arts well." Ning Yuechan nodded.

The man went down happily.

"There are a lot of good seedlings." Gu Qingshan murmured.

Xiuxiu sat on his shoulder and suddenly said, "Senior brother, shall we go up?"

"I won't go." Gu Qing Shan said.

"Oh, but I'm curious."

Gu Qingshan said: "What are you curious about?"

Xiuxiu said: "I wonder what will happen when I touch the disc."

"There will be a dark gray shadow flying out and revolving around you."

Gu Qingshan continued: "It doesn't have to be a dark gray shadow. This depends on the strength of your spiritual roots. The higher the strength of your spiritual roots, the more obvious the vision will appear."

He added: "Our sect also has this thing. If you are particularly curious, go back and ask Second Senior Brother to turn it over for you to play with."

Xiuxiu was instantly satisfied, and suddenly asked, "What would happen if Master touched the disc."

Gu Qingshan thought for a moment and said: "Probably the disc will change for three days and three nights in a row, and it won't have any duplicates."

Xiuxiu couldn't help laughing.

The two were talking when a man in his twenties came over.

"En? This fellow Daoist, what's the matter?"

Gu Qing Shan looked at the other party and asked.

The other party knelt down in front of Gu Qing Shan with a plop, startling the two of them.

I just heard him say: "I have been fascinated by the Hundred Flowers Sect for a long time, please accept me for the entrance, I am grateful."

Gu Qingshan and Xiuxiu looked at each other, Xiuxiu asked, "Senior brother?"

Gu Qingshan looked at the man and said, "If you want to enter the Hundred Flowers Sect, go to the Hundred Flowers Immortal Country to get the Hundred Flowers List. If you can get the list, the sage will naturally judge whether you are qualified to enter the sect."

The man said, "I'm not asking the saint to accept disciples."

Gu Qingshan wondered: "Then what are you doing kneeling here?"

There was a hint of slyness in the man's eyes, and he said loudly, "Please accept me as your apprentice."

Gu Qingshan almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"This fellow Daoist, you see that I'm not as old as you, this is inappropriate," he said.

"Suitable, why is it inappropriate, I believe that you have outstanding talent, wise and martial arts, and you will definitely run the world in the future. If you become an adult saint, please accept me as a disciple!" This person was firm.

The onlookers watched and watched, gradually reminiscing about it.

Yes, no matter who he is, in short, he is a member of the Hundred Flowers Sect.