Sword Spirit

At the moment, in front of Wuji Pavilion, standing a lot of disciples, it seems quite lively.

The martial arts pavilion of Feng Jianzong, as long as it is a person of Feng Jianzong, whether it is a foreign disciple or a civil war disciple, or a core disciple who is high above, can enter.

Of course, the core disciples naturally have better resources, far from seeing the things in this martial arts cabinet. The chances of coming here are almost zero.

Therefore, the disciples who come here are basically disciples of the foreign sects and the inner sects. Among them, there are many disciples within the sect, although the foreign sects are extremely eager to enter, but they want to enter the martial arts cabinet, but there is no threshold, this threshold, It is the contribution.

This martial arts pavilion is divided into three levels. The threshold of the first floor requires one hundred contributions. The threshold of the second floor is a thousand contributions. As for the top third layer, it is necessary. Ten thousand contributions.

Because of this, many disciples can only stand here to see if they have not enough contributions to enter it. If they want to go in, they must go to the mission building to complete some tasks and get enough contribution.

However, the contribution is not lacking for Lu Xuan and his entourage. He just looked at the shape of Wuji Pavilion at random. Lu Xuan lost his interest. The martial arts pavilion is attractive, but it is not its shape, but its inside. stock.

"Let's go, go in and see." Lu Xuan took the lead to the door of Wuji Pavilion.

At the door of this martial arts pavilion, a middle-aged warrior dressed as a deacon, sitting lazily behind a table, seems to be responsible for supervising the martial arts cabinet. Lu Xuan just looked at him and did not pay much attention. Go straight inside.

"Standing." Just as Lu Xuan was preparing to cross the door, the deacon was blocking a few people, and the tone was not polite.

Lu Xuan's brows were slightly wrinkled, and even if he stretched out, he stopped by it. Although he was in the limelight in the test of the ancestors, he was a big sword, thousands of disciples, and people who knew him would have only one group. New disciples only, for the time being, there is no qualification for writing.

When I saw Lu Xuan’s eyes turning around, the deacon was still lazy and looked at the four people. He asked: “Newcomer?”

Lu Xuan nodded.

"No wonder I don't know the rules." The middle-aged deacon snorted, and then the body slowly sat down. A few people rushed to Lu Xuan to wave their hands and signaled them to go over the road: "Into the martial arts club to test the qualifications, take your nameplate Come out, please swipe your card when you enter the door. This is the first rule to enter the Wuji Pavilion."

For this middle-aged deacon's request, Lu Xuan naturally had no reason to refuse. This was originally the rule of Feng Jianzong. He immediately took out his nameplate according to his words. Lin Xinyi and others were naturally doing it, Xia Ye and Xing Feng both. With thousands of contributions, Lin Xinyi also has a hundred points. It is enough to enter this first layer.

"Where to brush?" Lu Xuan glanced at it, and did not seem to see any place to swipe.

Looking at the nameplate in the hands of Lu Xuan, the middle-aged deacon had a greedy color in his eyes. He smiled and said: "Please check in the card, it is only the first rule. Now teach you the second rule."

During the speech, the deacon also found a nameplate from his own body. It is blue and represents the deacon's identity. If it is expected to be good, it is the deacon's own nameplate.

In the confusion of Lu Xuan, he pointed to his nameplate and said: "You, one person to turn around to contribute 10 points, this is the second rule."

"Why!" Lu Xuan has not yet opened, and it is angry in the summer night. This guy shows that he is using his position and forcibly drawing on the contribution of his disciples.

Lu Xuan did not speak, just looked at the deacon and waited for his answer.

"What's the matter, still want to do it?" The middle-aged deacon's face was pulled down in an instant, and Lu Xuan and four people smiled coldly: "The newcomer must have a new person's posture, let alone your group of new students, even if you are an old man, think If you enter this door, you have to listen to me. This is the second rule. Do you understand?"

Managing the martial arts cabinet, but a disciple with poor fat and insufficient strength, if you want to enter the door, you must first give the deacon a filial piety. This is almost the practice of Feng Jianzong, so in the face of the summer night provocation, this guy simply does not In my heart, a few new disciples can still turn over the sky. Every year when a newcomer enters the sect, it is the best time for his harvest. If he can’t suppress Lu Xuan and others, how can he accept it later? The extravagance of other disciples naturally cannot open this head.

In the summer night, I still want to call the board, but it was stopped by Lu Xuan. They just entered the Fengjianzong. They are not familiar with the rules of Fengjianzong. They should not be too high-profile. This guy dares to ask for extravagance. It is always a practice to think about it. With his current strength, it is not enough to break the practice of Wuji Pavilion.

"Forget it, add up to 40 points." Lu Xuan whispered, talking, but the eyes were always staring at the face of the deacon, remembering his appearance, although this time he served soft However, when he has the strength to break this rule, he will let him spit out the profit.

Seeing Lu Xuan clothing soft, this deacon flashed a hint of ridicule. "Count your kid on the road, speed it, don't delay my grandfather, sleep, remember this rule, when you come next time, you don't need me to pay more attention. It is."

"Lu Xuan, I only have one hundred contributions. If I turn 10 o'clock, I am not qualified to go in." Lin Xinyi bit her lip and said, she is very popular with Lincheng Lin, where she is accustomed to where she is. When you ask for help.

"Can she be saved?" Lu Xuan said to the deacon.

"No exemption, no one can give less! How many of you who helped her give it, speed, don't talk nonsense." The deacon said with a slap in the face.

The anger of the summer night couldn’t help but come up again. When he was the second ancestor in Lincheng, he was so mad at him. When he refused to look forward to Lu Xun’s blockade, he suddenly heard a noise. .

I saw a group of five people who broke the crowd and walked to the side of Lu Xuan. One of them walked in the front and the other four followed, but this group of people did not look at Lu Xuan’s eyes. One of the four people in the back stepped forward and said that the deacon was impatient: "Things come out."

The deacon took a look at the person who had just rushed to Lu Xuan’s face, and instantly filled with a smile, and his face turned fast and astounding.

"It turned out that Lin Shao came, you wait a moment." The deacon smiled openly, and then changed into a trick, suddenly moved out of a thing, Lu Xuan paid attention, this thing is engraved with a card slot, just with the nameplate The width is exactly the same.

When I saw this thing, the disciples did not honed, and they took out their respective nameplates and brushed them from the card slot, and then a "drop" sound came out.

It was the leader who was called Lin Shao, and there was no exception. He brushed the nameplate, and then the five people stopped staying and went straight into the Wuji Pavilion.

Looking at the backs of these five people, Lu Xuan’s eyes flashed a hint of enlightenment. Just the first rule that the deacon said, please check in the door. It seems that it is true, but this second rule...

"Why don't they need to give you a contribution?" Lu Xuan asked just five of these people, and asked the deacon.

"What's the matter? You still want to learn from others?" After the so-called Lin Shao left, the middle-aged martial arts lost their smiles and disappeared, and they recovered to the sneer of the stagnation. "The people are the top ten in the list of stone monuments. It is possible to enter the core, you are a new person, why compare with others? Don't waste time for me, give me the contribution, and give you three time, otherwise I don't want ten, but twenty Clicked."

The middle-aged deacon is threatening. He is already somewhat intolerant. The usual newcomer who is facing him is not afraid to speak. I did not expect that these guys today are so unspeakable.

Wen Yan, Lu Xuan suddenly smiled.

He didn't let the summer nights start, so how strong this so-called second rule is. If it is really the unspoken rule of Feng Jianzong for a long time, he naturally dare not easily destroy, shoot the bird, just enter the wind. Jianzong, Lu Xuan is still holding the rules of low-key behavior.

However, he did not expect the top ten of the inner sect of the district to be able to ignore the so-called second rule. It seems that this rule is far from unbreakable as he imagined.

In this case, is Lu Xuan a vegetarian? His temper is no better than the summer night, but he is more tolerant. Now he finds that there is no need to endure. Lu Xuan is willing to suppress this sulking.

"Summer night, swipe the card, enter the door." Lu Xuan faintly told.

Seeing Lu Xuan’s face, he was happy at the summer night. He knew that Lu Xuan apparently did not intend to take it soft.

There is no nonsense at the moment. If you learn the people before, just insert the nameplate and insert it into the card slot.

The sound of "啪", the middle-aged deacon's right hand waved, pressed on the card slot, and looked gloomy at Lu Xuan. "Toasting, eating, drinking, and not obeying the rules, there is no good end." Give you another chance."

Wen Yan, Lu Xuan right hand extended, Lin Xinyi on the side of the very intimately handed his sword to Lu Xuan's hands.

Seeing Lu Xuan’s movements, this middle-aged deacon suddenly laughed three times. “Very good, I haven’t seen you so crazy new people for a long time, make swords, or people of Jianzong? If you are a knife, Maybe I still have a few taboos, a disciple of the garbage sword, dare to be so mad, dare to call me a board? This martial arts club, as long as I am in a day, you will want to take a step! Even if you please move your swordsman elders Come, can you please move once and twice, and can you please move eight times and ten times?!"

"Toasting doesn't eat and drink fine wine. I think it's better to give it to yourself. I will give you the last chance, and take your hand off." Lu Xuan's mouth twitched with a slight curve and brought a smile.

"A newcomer with five refinements, dare to follow me? Provocative deacon, although the sin is not dead, but it is enough to drive you out of the wind swords." In the face of Lu Xuan's provocation, this middle-aged deacon sneer His strength is not strong, but he has also reached the seven-fold refining body, and he has stayed in Fengjianzong for so long, and his combat power is not weak. He is a five-person refining body and has just entered the new man of Fengjianzong. Put it in your eyes.

"It seems that you are going to have a fine wine." Lu Xuan smiled slightly.

The middle-aged deacon, Huo, took out a single-handed knife and squatted with Lu Xuan without fear. He had made up his mind, although he did not dare to directly kill Lu Xuan, but if he did not give him a little color, he would not be here. Mixed.

Since I used a knife and wanted to come to this guy who used to be a knife, it is not surprising that Wuji Pavilion is a fat man here. With the strength of the knife in these years, this place will certainly not be cheap.

"I wanted to be a low-key person, but I didn't expect anyone to force me to do high-profile work." Lu Xuan said in one sentence, the momentum of the whole body burst forth instantly, and an unclear atmosphere was unclear.

A few people in the summer night in this range, only felt a cool coming, it seems that a cold winter wind suddenly hit, can not help but sigh.

Xing Feng suddenly burst into a glimmer of light!

Sword meaning!

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