Chapter 63: Sword Pavilion Accepts Disciples (Ask for the first order)

No one has solved the hexagram.

This has always been the characteristic of the Xuan Yan hexagram before the hexagram.

Therefore, countless monks have used all kinds of metaphysical techniques to interpret the hexagram, which has become their interest in the metaphysical hexagram.

Even in some markets or mission halls, there will be a reward for divination interpretation.

If you can understand the meaning of the hexagram, you can take the lead. This is still very tempting for many monks.

At this time.

In a spiritual field in the mountain behind the Cangjian Sect, there was an old man who was carefully taking care of a row of spirit leeks planted by himself.

These leeks are lush and spiritual, with an unforgettable smell.

At the right time, a monk outside the ban was touched, causing the old man to frown slightly.

With a wave of his hand, the ban was opened.

"Zhenjun!" the visitor held his breath and bowed.

"No need to be polite. The old man did not look back, and the jade hoe in his hand gently loosened the soil for a spirit leek.

The person who came knew the temperament of this real person was so that he handed over the Xuan Yan hexagram and said, "Zhenjun, the Xuan Yan hexagram has been released." ”

Fortune returns!

The old man's hand paused, and his expression became subtle.

'Heavenly fortune has appeared', that was the hexagram three hundred years ago, and then he received a disciple who could truly be called a genius in sword cultivation.

Now, the fortunes of heaven have reappeared......

The old man was silent for a long time before he said, "You can step aside." ”

"Yes!" the man saluted respectfully and turned to leave.

"Wait!" said the old man suddenly.

The person who came turned around immediately.

The old man's eyes turned and said, "You should inform the Huixian Palace, the Divine Sword Pavilion is deserted now, you might as well recruit some more new disciples." ”

Hearing this, the person who came was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and said, "Yes!"

"Let's go. ”

When the people left, they were inexplicably excited.

"Fortune is back! This time you will get what you want. ”

The old man hid the waves in his eyes, picked up the jade hoe and carefully turned the soil for the leek.

Leeks sway gently in the breeze......

......

The Divine Sword Pavilion is interested in recruiting new disciples!

As soon as this news came out, it immediately overshadowed the previous Xuanyan Palace hexagram, which caused the monks of Peakless City to look excited, and everywhere they went, they were discussing this matter.

In particular, tea shops and restaurants are crowded.

Cheng Zhaozhao and Liu Fatzi sat in the corner, watching these monks spitting and flying, excitedly telling about the glory of the Divine Sword Pavilion for thousands of years.

The Divine Sword Pavilion is a place where the sword cultivation geniuses of the Cangjian Sect have sharpened their heads and want to enter.

It is said that it was created by the Elder of the Cangjian Sect, and the successive True Monarchs of the Divine Sword Pavilion were all gifted and outstanding in the way of the sword.

Today's Divine Sword Pavilion True Monarch is the legend of Tianchu for thousands of years, known as the Heavenly Dust True Monarch of Sword Immortals. And more than ten sword monarchs under his disciples, such as Nanfeng Sword Monarch, Wuyan Sword Monarch, Shao Yuan Sword Monarch, etc., are all Heavenly Sword winners, and even Mu Shengxun, the youngest disciple now, has become the sword master of the Heavenly Sword Liucang Sword not long ago.

It can be said that as long as he becomes a disciple of Tianchen True Monarch, it is only a matter of time before he breaks out of the world in Tianchu.

"You know this time, it's not me bragging, this Divine Sword Pavilion Tianchen True Monarch is really a legend. Liu Fatzi's expression was equally excited, and in the words of worship of the monks around him, his face was full of honor.

Cheng Zhaozhao, under the influence of Liu Fatzi, really has some inexplicable admiration for this true monarch.

That is the admiration of the strong.

Tianchen Zhenjun is still a monk who loves to accept apprentices, I heard that those sword monarchs were personally selected by him, so it is no wonder that the previous Mu Shengxun was accepted as an apprentice caused such a sensation in Tianchu.

"So you also want to become the apprentice of Tianchen Zhenjun?" Cheng Zhaozhao looked at Liu Fatzi.

If you don't want to talk to the ground, it will cause the surrounding monks to laugh.

"Although Tianchen Zhenjun loves to accept disciples, not everyone can become his disciples. The monk glanced at Liu Fatzi meaningfully.

Fat Liu was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Yes, a likable monk like me can't get into the eyes of his old man, let alone those sharp-beaked monkey cheeks and bitter villains." ”

The laughter gradually stopped, and Cheng Zhaozhao obviously felt that countless unkind eyes fell on them, especially Liu Fatzi.

Liu Fatzi didn't care, and waved his hand: "Don't look at it, don't look at it, I, Liu Yihe, am just better looking than you..."

Cut......

The boos gradually rose, but it was also as Liu Fatzi wished, and those monks disdained to pay attention to him anymore.

Seeing this, Liu Pang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I almost thought I was going to be beaten." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao chuckled: "There are times when you are afraid." ”

"That's a good man who doesn't suffer immediate losses. Also, although I also want to be a generation of people, thinking about it and doing it are completely different things. As far as Tianchen Zhenjun and I are concerned, it is like the lotus lotus in the pond - you can only watch it from a distance, not play with it. Liu Fatzi picked up a cup of spiritual tea and drank it all, letting out a sigh of satisfaction.

It's really a chic metaphor, if Tianchen Zhenjun knows that he is known as a lotus, he doesn't know what to think.

The Divine Sword Pavilion has a great reputation in the Cangjian Sect, from the Heavenly Dust True Monarch to every disciple in the sect, they are all unattainable existences present.

Cheng Zhaozhao has not yet taken these into account.

After all, she wasn't even a disciple of the Cangjian Sect.

The most important thing at the moment is to participate in the final introductory trial of the Cangjian Sect, and only when she truly enters the Cangjian Sect can she look forward to a more ambitious future.

Liu Fatzi listened to many heroic deeds about the disciples of the Divine Sword Pavilion with satisfaction.

Seeing that it was not early, he said, "Let's go back and prepare well, and we will leave for the Cangjian Sect tomorrow." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao suddenly looked a little wrong.

"What's wrong with you?"

Liu Fatzi noticed that Cheng Zhaozhao's face was very pale.

Cheng Zhaozhao took a deep breath, she felt stuffy in her heart, this feeling was very bad, whether it was uneasy or excited, she didn't know.

Finally calmed down again, Cheng Zhaozhao shook his head and said, "Let's go." ”

......

Compared with Liu Fatzi's sleepless night, Cheng Zhaozhao had no sleep all night in the tree hole.

Didn't think about anything, didn't do anything. And he sat down all night.

It wasn't until she walked along the river to the end of Peakless City that Cheng Zhaozhao realized that her state of mind was getting closer and closer because of the mystery in the centrifugation.

There were also many monks who came to the entrance of the Cangjian Sect's mountain gate.

Most of them still had injuries on their bodies, and it was because they heard that the Divine Sword Pavilion was going to recruit disciples, so they couldn't wait to win the competition, and they rushed here regardless of their injuries.

For casual practitioners, every opportunity is an opportunity to change their destiny, and no matter what, they cannot miss it.

Cheng Zhaozhao is the same, she leaned against the huge stone monument at the entrance of the mountain gate, absorbing the pure aura gushing out of the entrance of the mountain gate in front of her, and feeling the physical and mental comfort from the inside out.

The stone monument next to him is pitch black, and the words 'Nanshan Gate' are engraved on it.

But there was a ban inside the stone tablet, and they couldn't get into it, and they couldn't see what it looked like inside.

There are more than a dozen monks outside the mountain gate, sitting or standing or standing.

Including Cheng Zhaozhao, the faces of these monks were not good, and most of them were nervous.

All they can do now is wait.

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