First Sword Cultivator Observation Report

Disciples from several sects sat around the lobby of the inn, comparing the number of spirit herbs they picked with each other. This time, the Spiritualist Sect had three foundation-builder monks and five disciples who were at the peak of Qi refining, and they picked a total of 150 plants, ranking first.The Seven Sacred Sects lost with 140 plants, and the rest of the sects were all small fish and shrimps, with heavy casualties, and there was no intention of competing.

Bai Qiwen was still dissatisfied, and when he saw Yan Chongcan stretching his waist downstairs, he hurriedly called him: "Friend Yan! How did you get out of this trip?"

Yan Chongcan glanced at the several baskets of spiritual herbs on the ground, raised his lips and smiled: "Everyone, look for yourself."

The sleeves of the robe were raised, and three baskets of spirit grass appeared on the ground. One of the baskets of night polo grass was full of spirit energy, with lush branches and leaves, and one even bloomed a flower. Although the flower was black, it was coquettish and charming, and it was breathtaking.

"This...how is this possible?!" All the disciples were startled, dumbfounded.

Yan Zhongcan said lightly and calmly: "When you travel to the depths, you will gain something, and where there are few people, there will be adventures."

Bai Qiwen laughed and said: "It turns out that Fellow Daoist Yan went to the deepest part of Prison Mountain, so we must worship him."

Hearing this, the members of the small sect no longer felt jealous, even if they were given [-] courage, they would not dare to go in, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that this person surnamed Yan is really fateful.

"A total of two hundred and one plants, but there are more?" Yan Chongcan asked again.

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and the disciples headed by Yanlingzong could only stand up and say: "Hongxuanzong has the most spiritual herbs, so you are the first."

"In that case, give me the spirit stone I won, and we will leave first."

After hesitating for a while, he looked at the tall and straight man behind Yan Chongcan with a stern expression on his face. The person in charge of the betting capital hurriedly distributed his winning part and sent it up with a smile: "Congratulations, congratulations." The disciples are also very happy, and sure enough, it is enough to have Hongxuanzong as a bet, and there will be no accidents every time.

Carrying a heavy bag of Lingshi, Yan Zhongcan patted Si Jue on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's go back."

Si Jue paused, glanced at the hand on his shoulder, but couldn't say anything to ask him to stand further away.

Hongxuanzong is the largest sect in the South, known as the Jiangnan Heavenly Palace. Hongxuanzong covers a vast area, surrounded by mountains stretching like the sea, sheltering the people and even millions of people. Over the years, it has saved natural disasters and eliminated human disasters. host.The imperial palace has been located in the northern Tiandu since ancient times, and every year people will be sent across thousands of miles to the main peak of Hongxuanzong to give gifts. There is no gossip about this matter in other sects. Because of this, Hongxuanzong's reputation in the cultivation world has never been very good.

They traveled fast and were accompanied by Si Jue. Even though the three juniors and younger sisters did not know how to control the sword, they returned to the sect a few days earlier. At this time, there were still three days before the opening of the sect and the acceptance of disciples.

"Eldest brother, you are back! I'll go and tell the elder in charge immediately!" The gatekeeper saw a few people still on the stairs with sharp eyes, hurriedly ordered the door opener to open the gate, and hurried back to report.

The bluestone gate is carved with dragons and phoenixes, towering into the clouds, the person who opened the gate was originally a big man with beard and glaring eyes, mighty and heroic, but he was still as insignificant as an ant in front of the gate.Now that he got the order, he saw that his horse was walking steadily, his arms were raised, and his muscles were tangled and strong. When he yelled, the door was pushed open by those giant stone-like hands.

The moment the Qingshi Gate opened wide, the Jade Court of the Immortal Mansion and the misty sect appeared in front of my eyes.

The main hall of glazed glass is suspended in the sky, and two flood springs seem to come from the sky, gurgling down from both sides of the main hall, merging into the long rivers on both sides, and winding between the mortal world, just in response to the words on the stone tablet in front of the steps: "Be like a clear stream, Moisturize the common people."

Entering from the door, Si Jue actually bowed to the person who opened the door first.

Yan Chongcan hurriedly imitated and followed them to salute.

"Go in, the suzerain will wait for you for a long time." The person who opened the door received the gift calmly, and stood on one side with his eyes closed. His steady posture made people feel safe.

"Yes." Si Jue replied respectfully.

Yan Chongcan was amazed in his heart, and he understood Hong Xuanzong's strength better.

With such a gatekeeper, who would dare to commit crimes?Who can doubt his spirit of defeating thousands of troops with one man?

From time to time on the road, there are disciples talking on the side, they are squatting or standing, or lying on the top of the strange rock, or confronting the top of the palace. Occasionally, there will be a compassionate old man with white beard and white eyebrows. Will let the road aside and watch them go.

"Who are those people?" Yan Chongcan asked Ge Muyun in a low voice.

"Some are our elders, and some are monks or sages who come up from the world to discuss the Tao. The sect has specially set up a sage gate, and all mortals who can pass the test can go up to the mountain to listen to the Tao. This is also very beneficial to the disciples."

"I see."

Yan Chongcan thought in his heart that Si Jue brought him in through this main entrance, presumably to beat and beat himself, if he had any bad intentions, he was afraid that he would be deterred by this encounter.

The suzerain was not in the main hall today, but was reading in his own cave. Hearing the boy's return, he showed a smile: "Come in quickly, have you picked the night pompadour?"

"Sect Master! I miss you so much!" Ge Muyun rushed in first, and fell on the side, like a daughter returning home.

The suzerain Wan Jingqing was blinded by her coquetry, and waved his hand lovingly: "Come in."

"Master." Si Jue stood aside.

"Sect Master!" The other two disciples hurried over to salute.

"Ziyou and Ziquan, what can we gain from this mission?"

"This……"

The two disciples were stuck for a while, not knowing whether they should tell the truth.

Si Jue lowered his eyes and said: "I failed Master's order and did not bring them into the prison mountain, please Master punish me."

Wan Jingqing said "Oh?" "Why?"

"I'm going to the torture hall." Si Jue cupped his hands and turned around directly.

"Wait!" Wan Jingqing rubbed his brows, "I said I'm going to punish you? Forget it, you don't want to hear these things. I see there's a little friend outside. Did you bring it?"

Speaking of this, Ge Muyun finally had something to say: "Master, he helped us with this task! Thanks to him, we can win the first place."

Yan Chongcan heard that he was called, and walked in slowly: "Your Yan Chongcan, see the suzerain."

"Where are you from?" Wan Jingqing asked with narrowed eyes.

"The younger generation's home is at the end of the wilderness, and the place is far away from people. I came here this time only to gain entry into Hongxuanzong's cultivation. My heart is sincere, and the suzerain clearly learned from it."

Wan Jingqing couldn't help laughing: "You're a junior, but it's interesting. I'm just a suzerain. What can I learn from you? You want to join the sect, and you have to take part in the trial with everyone in three days, but it's up to you If you help my disciples, and you have the guarantee of the judge, I will give you a convenience."

Yan Chongcan's eyes lit up: "Thank you, suzerain!"

"I haven't finished talking yet, so don't be too happy." Wan Jingqing lay back on the bed, "Xiaojue, take him to the Hall of Mirrors and let the elders have a look. If they agree, then he can enter my sect."

"Yes."

Mingjing Hall is located on the edge of a small pool. When someone comes, the red carp in the pool jumps out of the water and splashes water to welcome the visitor.And there is also a huge sun-like round mirror hanging on the hall, looking at it, one can only feel the shock of the mind, and there is nothing to hide.

"It came too soon, it was the suzerain's permission, so I brought people to have a look." The voice in the hall was loud, and several elders received the suzerain's spiritual message, and they couldn't wait to see what the judge would bring people.

Yan Chongcan cautiously opened the door, and inside, three elders were sitting cross-legged on the futon, with tea in front of them, presumably they were drinking tea and chatting.

"The root bone is excellent, it is a good seedling."

Yan Chongcan took the first step, and the elder on the left walked in.

He took another step, and then heard the elder in the middle say: "He has a clear mind, and he is not a treacherous person."

When the third step fell, the elder on the right smiled along his long beard: "However, there are many secrets hidden in the body, and there are many origins."

Yan Chongcan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he bowed deeply: "See the three elders."

"Get up, you should have heard what Si Jue said. The three of us are the three elders of Si, Guan and Wen, and we are in charge of the style of disciples in the sect. However, some people have evil thoughts and have an inch of fierce light in their eyes. Bad words, we all know."

Yan Chongcan nodded: "Your junior knows."

"You must be thinking that if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if people observe it, there will be no fish."

"……Yes."

Elder Si clapped his palms and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about it. We don't care about small fights, occasional selfishness, and occasional evil thoughts. If we monitor thousands of disciples all day long, the three of us won't be able to hold on."

Being guessed in the center, Yan Chongcan couldn't help but blushed slightly.

"We already know your character, so let's enter the cultivation room next. If you can come out within a moment, we will admit you as an inner disciple."

Yan Chongcan heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he had almost entered the sect, he quickly followed them in.

The monastery room is underground, and it is said that there are 15 checkpoints. Si Jue broke into the No.[-] checkpoint at the young age of ten, breaking the record of the sect from ancient times to the present. It is truly a legend.Ordinary disciples who want to get started can obtain the status of disciples only by breaking through three levels within a moment, which shows the difficulty.

Because Yan Chongcan already had a foundation-building practice, the three elders naturally raised the difficulty of the level to the level of foundation-building.

The flow of time in the illusion is not the same as that in the outside world, and twelve hours in the illusion is only the time for a cup of tea in the outside world.

The first test is endurance, thousands of miles in the desert, walking on foot.

As far as building a foundation is concerned, it's not too difficult, it's just a matter of one breath.

Yan Chongcan didn't say he was pampered in the virtual world, but he never suffered. Apart from learning something, he didn't have to do anything. He kept flowers and birds all day long, and was doted on by his sisters. How could he have traveled so much?

"If I let them know what happened to me today, I'm afraid I'll have to talk about it for a few more days." Yan Chongcan's mind flashed the distressed faces of several close sisters, and he couldn't help laughing, "Just for you, I will definitely It will be over."

Elder Guan sat back on the futon at this time, picked up a cup of cold bitter tea: "What do you think of this junior?"

"The cultivation base is acceptable, but the foundation is not stable, and it has not been weathered, so I dare not make rash conclusions."

"I think I'm looking forward to it. He has obsession in his heart, which is different from those who are dedicated to the Tao. Only with attachment can he do extraordinary things." Elder Wen said.

Elder Guan wondered: "I said you old man, don't you think that 'Tao' is useless?"

Elder Wen shook his head and scolded with a smile: "No, no, why are you confused? I mean, compared with the elusive Tao, the seven emotions and six desires are naturally more touching. Emotions should be the number one test in the world! .”

"Hahahahaha, didn't you also move your heart? Why? You are already in the Mahayana state, and you still want your descendants to hug your knees?" Elder Si spat out a sip of tea, laughing so hard that he fell down.

Seeing that they clearly knew that what they were talking about was not love, and they still forced themselves to make fun of themselves, Elder Wen rolled up his sleeves.

In an instant, the three of them became a ball.

Si Jue stood aside and closed his eyes to meditate: "..."

"Huh...huh..."

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, Yan Chongcan knelt down on the ground with weak legs and feet, the thousand miles were finally finished, and the world was completely new.

"Trialists, please meditate and meditate."

There was a sudden word in the space, Yan Chongcan gasped and replied "Yes", and did as he said.

Next, he will discuss the Tao with three people, the first is a great Confucian, the second is a monk, and the third is an immature child.

The first two are fine, this kind of discussion is not for examining knowledge, but purely for looking at his heart.People who cultivate the Tao are prone to fall into the devil if they are not aware of it a little bit. The most important thing is to be firm in your heart.And the third one, of course, is to return to the basics.Regardless of whether you spit out lotus flowers, whether you are rich in learning, even if you have the talents of the world, can you treat them as equals, and can you explain thousands of principles in an ordinary way?

Yan Chongcan sweated more this time than in the first pass, his mouth was dry and his head was dizzy.He finally understood what the Magi's School was for, presumably the people who went up to the mountain to discuss Taoism were all the material here.

After talking for a full two hours, it ended with the child laughing loudly, and the chime bells sounded, which symbolized that he had passed the second hurdle.

Then there are no more instructions.

Yan Chongcan didn't dare to move, so he just sat there meditating.He was really tired, so he simply meditated and rested. Anyway, he estimated that the third level was like this, so he could just wait with peace of mind.

He meditated for another three hours without distracting thoughts, and he had spent half of the time so far.

The three elders on the ground had already sat cross-legged on the shelf, and a new cup of tea was added to the tea in front of them.

"The third level has passed." Elder Guan sensed the underground movement, "Let's see how many levels he can pass."

Elder Si nodded his head: "If he can pass in half an hour, although he is not as good as Si Jue, he is considered a genius."

"Boy Si Jue, what do you think of him?" Elder Wen asked Si Jue.

Standing with his sword in his arms, Si Jue remained motionless upon hearing the words, "I don't know."

"I don't know?" Elder Wen became interested, "You are also considered to have experienced a lot of trials and hardships, and the art of knowing people is perfect, how could you not know?"

"So what if you know, so what if you don't know?" Si Jue showed no emotion on his face, "I don't care."

The other two elders were rejected and didn't want to provoke him anymore, but Elder Guan seemed to see something, shook his head and laughed: "It makes sense, it makes sense."

Yan Chongcan didn't know that they were discussing him, he just felt that he had tasted all kinds of tastes.Probably in order to make up for the nourishing and comfortable past hundred years before, in just one day, he crawled and crawled in the illusion, and almost walked through the gate of hell several times, before he heard the bell ringing that the time had come and the illusion disappeared. In an instant, he fell into a coma completely.

The elder's voice was vaguely heard: "Ninth level, this child is really talented..."