The Global Era of Immortal Cultivation: I Have a Hundredfold Reward

Fang Xiaoxian shrugged, saying that he had never heard of it.

"Oli means cheering up." Mu Fei said.

Hong Yu repeated it several times in his mouth, and said with a smile: "This word is very powerful to read!"

"We want Ollie!"

Fang Xiaoxian also shouted excitedly: "Ollie!"

The little turkey stayed in the yard, watched the three figures gradually fly away, and also waved its chicken wings.

"Oh oh oh!"

Lingyun Peak is the mountain where the high-ranking officials of Dahe Sword Sect live.

On weekdays, disciples can't get involved, unless there are major events in the sect.

The whole mountain looks like a sword piercing into the sky, majestic and magnificent.

The palace on the peak looks more than ten feet high, very luxurious and magnificent.

There is a square in front of the hall that can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The floors are all made of high-quality white jade, which is quite solid.

The crane broke through the clouds and quickly flew over the square.

At this moment, thousands of disciples have gathered here.

"So many people?" Hong Yu was surprised.

Fang Qingxian said: "All the disciples of the sect are here, no matter the inner sect or the outer sect, there are more than 5000 people!"

Hong Yu's small eyes swept away, and he was speechless: "No wonder everyone looks so familiar, many of them are our customers."

When Mu Feifei heard these words, he began to think.

The Great River Sword Sect looks imposing in this different world, but in terms of numbers, it is not as good as any other Immortal University in the alliance.

But this level is very suitable for Mu Feifei now.

Safe development comes first.

So this swordsmanship inspection must pass!

He didn't want to leave the sword cottage.

An elder stood up and shouted: "Everyone is here, stand at attention!"

The noisy square suddenly became quiet.

The 5000 people stood up straight, and it seemed that the formation was very neat.

At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest appeared in front of everyone.

He has a handsome appearance, sharp sword eyebrows, and looks extremely serious.

It is the current suzerain of Dahe Sword Sect, a monk at the early stage of Jindan, Yan Wushang!

"My Dahe Sword Sect has been passed down for thousands of years."

"Sword sect disciples, everyone practices swords, and swordsmanship is the foundation of our sect."

"No matter what state you are in, you can't lose your roots."

"I hope everyone will not disappoint me in this inspection!"

He spoke loudly, his voice resounded throughout the square like Hong Zhong Da Lu.

Everyone was nervous.

Hearing Yan Wushang's words, he became even more nervous.

Don't let you down?

Ha ha, I'm afraid it will make you feel desperate right away.

The 5000 people were divided into ten phalanxes of 500 people.

Ten elders from the late stage of Foundation Establishment lined up, each in charge of a phalanx.

The mighty swordsmanship inspection has begun!

"Senior Brother Fang, I'll take care of you in a while." Hong Yu stood behind Fang Qingxian and said in a low voice.

Fang Qing said: "Don't worry, I'll do it slowly later, and you can do as I do."

Hong Yu was overjoyed.

This is his little coup for customs clearance!

Next to Xueba, plagiarized the whole process.

As the inspection began, the entire square was filled with the sound of long swords piercing the air.

The scene was very shocking.

Very much like a large square dance scene.

Mu Feifei stood quietly by the side, as lonely as an outsider.

What Fang Xiaoxian reported to him was the Dahe swordsmanship, so he didn't need to participate in the inspection of the ruthless swordsmanship.

At this moment, seeing everyone dancing vigorously, Mu Feifei couldn't help feeling very regretful.

Little did he know that so many people were being checked at the same time.

If you knew it earlier, you would just plug in, and you can pass the level if you just mess around!

But next, Mu Feifei saw that there were disciples being dragged out by the elders one after another.

"You, No. 12 style, everyone else draws their swords to the right, why do you move to the left?"

"You, No.16 style, the long sword sweeps across, why are you turning in circles?"

"You, No. 20 style, you can turn smoothly, and you can use the same hands and feet when you use the sword!"

……

The elders walked around in their respective phalanxes, with sharp eyes, and picked out all the disciples who were fishing in troubled waters.

"So strict?"

The ups and downs of life are so exciting!

Mu Feifei was also thankful that he didn't go out of his way to make up for it.

At this moment, Hong Yu felt that sweat was constantly breaking out on his forehead.

Because an elder was standing behind him, his eyes fixed on his movements.

Hong Yu felt that his hand holding the sword was shaking.

The elder watched for a while, and suddenly put a hand on Hong Yu's shoulder.

hiss!

Hong Yu felt like his heart was about to stop beating.

Ruined!

I'm going to be taken out!

He wailed in despair.

"Good performance!"

"The faster you move, the more perfect it will be!"

The elder smiled at him, his eyes full of kindness.

Hong Yu's eyes stared like copper bells.

Holy crap, is this even possible?

He immediately reacted and hurriedly bowed: "Thank you elder, thank you elder!"

The elder smiled and left.

Minutes passed by.

Most of the people in the square have already left.

It's all refills!

Sect Master Yan's complexion is getting worse and worse.

He can accept dozens, even hundreds of supplementary ones.

More than 3000 people were found out at once, who can bear it?

In this suzerain position, everyone's ass is hot!

By sunset and dusk, many disciples had finished dancing.

At this moment, Fang Xiaoxian was still gesticulating slowly, and the long sword was swimming in the air.

Hong Yu became anxious, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Fang, can we speed up?"

"The sun is going down!"

Fang Qingxian said: "Aren't I afraid that you will not learn well and be seen by others?"

Hong Yu wanted to cry but had no tears: "But now others can't see it?"

He looked around.

In Nuo Da's square, only the two of them are still dancing swords!

The focus of the audience!

Everyone is watching them.

Five thousand pairs of eyes!

The most important thing is that Fang Qingxian dances slowly, and Hong Yu's movements are also slow according to the gourd painting.

The pace of the two is exactly the same!

Mu Feifei was speechless.

The last time Fang was free and danced for a day.

This guy is a slow one.

At this time, the elder reappeared in front of Hong Yu, and smiled slightly: "Why don't you take a break for a while, you're so tired."

Hong Yu managed to squeeze out a smile: "Elder, I think I can save a little bit."

The elder walked around him in a circle, tsk-tsk-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t---- "Not bad, not bad, I've copied the 1 style!"

"Just finish the last dance, there is a beginning and an end."

"And did you see that group of people?"

"Go there and stand there, waiting to be dealt with."

Hong Yu glanced in that direction.

It was densely packed, all of them were disciples who were picked out halfway.

He showed a smile uglier than crying, and said with great difficulty: "Okay!"

Chapter 72 Dahe swordsmanship, distressed floor Waiting for Fang Xiaoxian and Hong Yu to end, the inspection of ruthless swordsmanship finally came to an end.

At this moment, Yan Wushang's complexion was a little pale.

It can be said that it is quite ugly.

Just as he was about to speak, an elder suddenly said, "Sect Master, there is another disciple who reported for the Dahe swordsmanship inspection."

"what?"

"He learned the Dahe sword technique?"

Yan Wushang was shocked.