Chapter 738 Qualifications to Pursue the Heavenly Sword

Gu Qingshan opened his eyes.

He found himself standing among the ruins.

There are dilapidated buildings all around, extending from the foot of the mountain where he is to the top of the mountain.

The few palaces that have not yet collapsed are still emitting a faint aura. The color is bright and luxurious, but it is also elegant. It is obviously shrouded by the simplest dust removal circle.

The dust-removing magic circle only needs to absorb the aura of heaven and earth to operate, so it has been preserved intact in the long river of history.

Gu Qingshan retracted his gaze.

At some point, a young man was already standing in front of him, looking at him curiously.

"Dare to ask—" Gu Qingshan cupped his fists and said.

"You don't need to ask, I'm a spirit turtle, can't you recognize me?" said the young man.

Gu Qingshan looked at the turtle shell on his back, nodded and said: "Senior—"

The young man interrupted him and said, "Why are seniors not seniors? I am only 150,000 years old this year, and I am still young, so you can call me a young turtle—or a young turtle, which sounds better."

Gu Qingshan: "..."

The turtle master threw something to him.

"You did well, even better than Shen Yang, so you passed the test and won the disciple jade plate." Young Master Gui said.

Gu Qingshan looked at the jade plate in his hand.

The jade plate contained an astonishing aura, and white mist continuously emerged from his hand.

The shape of this spirit jade is rather peculiar, much like a broken rune.

"Okay, you don't need to read it, because you have passed the entry test, and now you can start practicing." Young Master Gui said.

"Cultivation?" Gu Qingshan wondered, "But I'm here to find Tianjian."

"I know," Young Master Gui looked at him with deep meaning in his eyes: "Your strength is too weak to take the Heavenly Sword at all, you can only cultivate first."

"For you monks who have returned to the heavens, this is actually the best opportunity in your life. You can practice the top Taoism of that era and quickly improve your strength."

"Then what realm do I have to practice to find the Heavenly Sword?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"Since you are a disciple Yudie, then you have to be the most outstanding disciple of that generation to have the chance to find the Heavenly Sword." Young Master Gui said.

He stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the jade plate.

The invisible fluctuations scattered from the jade plate in all directions.

Young Master Gui said: "Remember, although it is a double image from the ancient times, the laws of the world are the same, and the strength you have gained through practice can be brought back."

"What should I do? Just practice?" Gu Qingshan asked.

Young Master Gui shook his head and smiled: "Yes, I hope you can enter the Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace to practice, but it doesn't matter if you can't enter the Heavenly Palace."

"I might not be able to enter the Heavenly Palace yet?" Gu Qingshan asked doubtfully.

Young Master Gui didn't care and said: "In fact, there is a chance to find the Heavenly Sword if you enter other sects—you can rest assured, even if you don't get the qualification to find the Heavenly Sword in the end, this experience will benefit you a lot."

Gu Qingshan was about to speak, but the jade plate suddenly shone brightly.

It took Gu Qingshan into the void and gradually disappeared.

...

Spiritual power is as refreshing as a breeze.

The distant mountains are like daisy, the forests are verdant, the small bridges are flat on the lake, and the lake is surrounded by misty waves.

Dawn was born.

The children, dressed in clean and tidy clothes, lined up at the gate of the monastery in the mountains, waiting for the sect's selection.

Every child will be qualified to practice.

Even if some people are born without spiritual roots, the gods will give them elixir to plant a spiritual root that can resonate with the five elements.

No one is wasted.

The gods need a lot of manpower to fight, and humans are also eager to become stronger.

This is the best of times.

Gu Qingshan spread his hands and cast his eyes on the palms.

He was a little dumbfounded.

His hands became white and tender, as if they had never been touched by cold water.

In fact, he is indeed a child of about six or seven years old now.

He was standing in the queue, waiting for the sect's selection together with other children.

The repair has been reset to zero.

The current self can only vaguely sense a trace of spiritual power from the void, and the dantian is already empty.

Fortunately, the supernatural powers and the double swords were still brought over.

Neither his memory nor his combat experience was taken away.

In this bizarre experience, fortunately, my inner self has not been changed.

Gu Qingshan stood silently in the queue, waiting for the time to pass.

Not long after.

Someone shouted from a distance: "Fifth and ninth team, enter the monastery."

Gu Qingshan followed the children in the same row and entered the Taoist temple in order.

As soon as he entered, his sight suddenly opened up.

The entire monastery is very spacious and can accommodate thousands of people.

The central area of ​​the square was vacated for children to show their aptitude.

All sects surround the square and occupy one side.

In the sky above the venue, there are pieces of multicolored clouds floating, counting hundreds of them.

These clouds hang motionless in the sky.

A monk smiled at the children and said softly, "From left to right, step forward one by one, let's start."

Everyone looked towards the first child on the left.

The child had never seen such a big battle, swallowed nervously, and stood there for a long time, not daring to move.

Finally, under the urging of several monks, he trotted forward and stopped in the center of the field.

Soon, a multicolored cloud descended and enveloped the child.

for a moment.

A short stick fell from the sky, quietly hovering beside the child.

The elders of each faction looked at it and glanced away.

But an elder smiled and stood up, beckoning to the child, "Come on, child, you have obtained my sect's spirit summoning stick, and you will become a spirit summoner in the future."

The child grabbed the short stick and happily ran towards the old man.

Immediately afterwards, the second child stepped forward.

When he stood in the center of the field, there were three colorful clouds dropping items.

A cane, a dagger, and a fan.

The elders of the three sects looked at him with expressions of attention.

The little boy stood there in a daze, not knowing which one to choose.

The monk in charge of the ceremony pointed out: "Just pick the one you want in your heart."

The little boy reached out to hold the short knife and waved it excitedly.

The cane and fan immediately flew up and returned to the colorful clouds where they belonged.

An old man greeted: "Come on, you have obtained the dharma sword I sent, and you will be a disciple of my sect from now on."

Holding the dagger in his hand, the little boy ran towards the sect elder.

Choose Continue.

The third child stepped forward.

He was surrounded by eight formations, and it took him a while to choose one of them.

Another elder took him away.

The fourth child was a little girl.

When she stood in the center of the field, a water-blue aura immediately radiated from her body.

Dozens of colorful clouds emitted light, covering her.

Nearly sixty magical artifacts fell down and quietly floated in front of her.

The elders of each faction began to whisper.

They began to fight over who belonged to the girl.

The experienced monk who presided over the ceremony came up to the little girl and asked, "You can choose now—do you have a favorite school?"

The little girl nodded and said, "Xuanshuimen."

Xuanshuimen is the sect with the strongest water spirit technique. It has been personally taught by the water god, and it is a very famous sect.

The controversy died down immediately.

A beauty in palace costume smiled and waved to the little girl.

The little girl glanced at the presiding monk, and after getting permission, she happily ran towards the beauty in palace costume.

The fifth child stepped forward.

Eleven clouds released light to cover him, and various armored gloves descended from the sky and landed in front of him.

This is with martial arts talent.

The little boy carefully picked out a bright red Huoling glove.

Immediately, all the other gloves returned to Caiyun.

A burly man stood up and led the child into the location of his sect.

Next, it was Gu Qingshan's turn.

He walked forward silently and stopped in the middle of the field.

Between heaven and earth, a wonderful fluctuation occurred.

This invisible fluctuation quietly merged into his mind, constantly exploring something.

Gu Qingshan felt this fluctuation and was very curious.

Later generations do not have such a clever method that can directly help people determine their best field.

Ling Gui said that it doesn't matter if he enters any sect, he can always have a chance to find the Heavenly Sword.

But in retrospect from the previous scene, Tiangong Palace Master is a powerful sword cultivator.

The Lord of the Heavenly Palace once outperformed the gods by half a trick...

Gu Qingshan looked up at the sky, only to see the colorful clouds standing still.

Come, give me a sword.

Gu Qingshan stared at the clouds, thinking silently in his heart.

In the next second, the fluctuation in the body quietly disappeared.

But I saw hundreds of colorful clouds trembling slightly.

Suddenly, a sword descended from the sky and stood gently in the void in front of Gu Qingshan.

The long sword made a low buzzing sound.

It's like a signal.

A long sword fell from the clouds and stood in front of Gu Qingshan.

After counting interest.

An unbelievable scene appeared.

The densely packed long swords are arranged in several rows, surrounding Gu Qingshan, forming round after round of circles, encircling him.

Nearly a thousand long swords.

They hummed in unison, as if longing for Gu Qingshan's choice.

Those children waiting aside have long been dumbfounded.

The elders of each faction have all stood up.

The monk presiding over the ceremony calmed down, stepped forward and asked, "Son, which sect do you want to join?"

Gu Qingshan said softly: "Desolate Cloud Heavenly Palace."