A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

At this time, a handsome figure emerged from the audience, and the money fell gracefully on the stage. His body was very light, like a feather, which made many children fascinated. This man was a master of the Qingsong School, Bai Lang.

The appearance of Bai Lang calmed down the celestial masters who whispered. After all, this is the head of the four major schools of today, and the Qingsong school’s first apprentice. He is also outstanding in his practice. This time he came out to represent the Qingsong Taoist to preside over this. No one dared to underestimate him during the second selection of academic disciples. Even the white-haired old man sitting at the table stood up and stood aside respectfully.

"I have met all my friends and predecessors. Recently, my teacher and teacher have realized it and are retiring. I specifically asked them to come here to preside over the distribution of the disciples of the academy. Please forgive me if I am not attentive." The division arched karate.

"Where, Bai Xian's nephew, despite his actions, the Qingsong Taoist people are highly respected, presumably his apprentice must be extraordinary." A balding middle-aged man said lightly.

"The nephew is polite, the Qingsong Taoist seems to be able to improve his behavior again during this retreat, which is really gratifying!" An old red-faced man in the audience continued.

"Thank you seniors, then the juniors announced that today's test has officially begun! Dao friends and use your eyes to find their favorite disciples." Bai Lang bowed toward the old man with red face, obviously the identity of the old man with red face is also unusual.

Bailang stood upright, and then said slowly: "The annual school disciples test is now officially started. According to the rules of the previous year, the quota of Shilingshan's competition determines who of our fellow students, who will choose the disciple first. Last year The competition of the Qingsong faction was not obtained by our Qingsong faction, because today the Qingsong faction can first select five disciples, then the Jiuhua faction, then the literary faction, the Yanshan faction... A maximum of two disciples can choose at most, and the remaining disciples can choose freely."

Bai Lang began to pronounce a large number of martial art names. There are about twenty martial arts in total. The names of these martial arts are different. Mu Yu can’t remember so many martial arts. He only remembers the first four marches. The most profound is the Qingsong School. If you can become a younger brother of Bai Lang, it is certainly a very good thing.

"The last one is the Dust Dust School. It must be the worst. It must not be in the bottom, otherwise you must not enter the Dust Dust School, otherwise you will be embarrassed and die." Xiao Chuan said with a fist.

Everyone understands that the last-ranked school is definitely the weakest. Even if you go in, it is estimated that there is no future. However, many people think that the dust school is a good chance. At least they can also cultivate immortals. If there is no one school, it is the most embarrassing.

Bai Lang apparently sneered when he read the name of the school. He has been the first and strongest Qingsong faction in the past years to select the disciples. All the disciples with good qualifications are selected, and then the remaining disciples with general qualifications are allocated. The main schools can get the right disciples, and the remaining schools can only select some mediocre disciples, let alone the last one, that is, everyone picks the rest, so that the school will never develop.

But this is also impossible. The school was originally founded by the four major schools. In order to be able to recruit better disciples, other schools can’t say anything even if they have complaints, because no one dares to provoke the majesty of the four major schools. It is unpredictable to say that the cultivation of Qingsong Taoist, the leader of the first school, is unpredictable.

The best practice age recognized by the cultivator is twelve years old. Even before the age of twelve, it is difficult to really measure the qualifications of a child, so many schools of thought are impossible even if they want to find well-qualified disciples in advance. . Unless every school is willing to spend a lot of energy to find 12-year-old children in various villages and towns every year, this is very time-consuming, and it is not always possible to find the right one.

If you specifically send someone to find a qualified disciple, this person will delay the cultivation of this person, and no one is willing to do such a thankless thing, plus there are very few people who can practice, so those who have no strength The martial arts can only choose the schools established by the four major schools to recruit disciples, which is quite frustrating.

Although the qualifications of each disciple are different, it does not mean that if you enter a good school, you will definitely become a powerful fairy. You can only say that your starting point is relatively high, and the acquired efforts determine everything, and small schools often There will be amazing talents, it is hard to say, as long as you can work hard, no matter which school you enter, it is actually okay. It is only that the door school is more competitive and can inspire people to be more motivated.

"Then, looking for the deacon, you can start." Bai Lang nodded slightly towards the old man with white hair beside him.

"Yes, son." The white-haired old man said respectfully.

Seeking deacons is the administration of the academy. Although the authority of the academy is not small, it is naturally humble in front of Bai Lang. After all, Bai Lang is like a dazzling star, and his status is naturally self-evident.

Bai Lang returned to his seat again, and found the deacon. Then he turned around and gestured to the middle-aged fairy master. The middle-aged fairy master nodded, and then turned to the group of stinky little children. "Now you can go up, Go up one by one, and then put your hand on the stone and push the stone."

Push the stone?

Mu Yu was relieved. It turned out that he wasn't fighting beasts, and he didn't need to use any magic method. He only needed to push the stone. Thanks to everyone's hearsay, the test was so nervous.

The chubby said angrily: "I'm going back and beating the two dogs, and obviously I just pushed the stone and said I was fighting the beast and scared me."

Others also breathed a sigh of relief, but another question emerged. This stone, which is larger than adults, can really be promoted by a group of 12-year-olds? What if I can't push it? Does it mean failure?

"Although it's not fighting against the beast, how do I feel that this test is simply unfair to the thin man?" The small thin man once again lifted his arm in frustration. He felt that he had a greater chance of winning against the beast. After all, he was flexible. It may even kill the beast.

"It's not actually a test of immortality!" The young master was also very disappointed. He also imagined that he could shine in front of those immortal masters!

Mu Yu also felt a little strange, how to test the qualifications of the stone pusher? Does it matter who has more strength? But since they must have their own reasons for this test, let's look at the situation first.

The first child was a little girl. She was very thin. That stone was three or four times bigger than her head. Can it really be promoted? The little girl also played drums in her heart. She walked up nervously and stumbled over the steps, but no other children laughed at her because they would not find it a very easy thing for them to change.

"Don't be nervous, press your hands on the stone, and then you will understand how to do it. It's very simple." Deacon Xun said to the little girl with a smile. The little girl blinked her eyes and obviously didn't believe the Deacon's so-called "simple "Two words, she was crying so nervous.

The little girl settled in, took a deep breath, then stretched out her hands and pressed it against the stone. However, the imaginary strenuous appearance did not appear on the little girl's face. On the contrary, she looked a little surprised, then frowned, and then closed her eyes. But everyone who knows the inside is looking at the little girl seriously, and the unexplained child stretches his neck and stares at his eyes. No one knows why the little girl behaves like this. Is it possible to push the stone without hard work? ?

At this moment, the gray ugly stone suddenly turned to green, and the green stone made many fairy masters gaze, and then their eyes became fiery, and the look of the little girl was obviously not right, there were some amazing, some envy. The little girl opened her eyes and felt that she seemed to be surrounded by many eyes. She felt a little panicked in her heart. She found that the stone in front of her had no trace of movement. Her face was pale and she was uneasy.

"Don't worry, Xiaowa, you have passed the test and stood there with the sign." Deacon Xun smiled and handed a green sign to the little girl. When the little girl heard that she had passed the test, she was overjoyed. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and quickly took the sign, and then ran to the place where the deacon was looking for guidance.

It's that simple?

Many children are a little surprised. The so-called pushing stone is to put your hand on the stone? Even if the stone is immobile?

Then a child went up, but after his hands touched the stone, the gray stone only showed orange, which was different from the color of the first little girl. Deacon also gave him an orange sign.

"It's so simple! I thought it would be qualified to push the stone." The thin skinny swung his arm again, which was much easier than pushing the stone and fighting the beast.

Muyu looked at the people in front of them, and the results of their tests were different. The colors of the stones were also different. Most of them were red. Occasionally a yellow one made many fairy masters sideways. As for Not to mention the green color of the first girl.

Mu Yu suddenly understood that this stone should be displayed according to the color of "red orange yellow green blue blue purple", according to the situation of the previous few people, it is estimated that red color is ordinary, green is considered to be highly qualified, but now I have not seen green The above colors, but when four or five children tested, the stone did not change color at all, it was still unsightly gray. But the deacon just gave them the gray sign lightly, and didn't say much.

"Hey! Are you the kid who didn't grow the village?" At this moment, the four children in Dadian Village suddenly walked to Muyu and asked with contempt, looking at Muyu as if they were watching. Like a ridiculous waste, the tone is full of disdain.

Muyu naturally knew them, and their village chief, the big tiger, proudly showed off to his old village chief when he was on the street! The village chief of Laobu didn't like people in Dadian Village, and Muyu didn't like people in Dadian Village.

"I'm from Liushui Village, it's not that I didn't grow a village." Mu Yu frowned.