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The outer area of ​​Qinglian Sword Sect is very large.

Countless pavilions and pavilions are located among them.

The most eye-catching thing is the huge Spirit Sword Formation Eye in the center area.

That is one of the formation eyes of the Qinglian Sword Sect's mountain-protecting sword formation.

This sword formation is called Tianlian Zhujie Sword Formation.

Once it is activated, even practitioners in the combined stage will have nothing to do with the sword formation.

After stopping in front of the spirit sword for a while, Song Siming continued to walk with Tang Zijiang towards the Outer Disciple Hall.

Along the way, there were many sword heart jade lotuses placed in the spiritual ponds on both sides of the stone path.

It's as vivid as the real thing.

"That's the sword intention relief left by the master in the transformation stage. You can understand the sword intention when you have time."

When passing a high platform, Tang Zijiang suddenly stopped.

He pointed to Song Siming and pointed to a huge lotus-shaped relief below.

The Qinglian Sword Sect is unlike other sects who teach in person.

Usually, one learns the key points from the swordsmanship of his predecessors, thereby perfecting his own swordsmanship.

Needless to say, everything is in the sword.

Song Siming followed Tang Zijiang's gesture and saw a relief on the ground.

The sword intent surged out from above, and even though they were hundreds of feet away, Song Siming still felt that the sword intent was very strong.

"Let's go, we'll be there soon."

Seeing that Song Siming was feeling something, Tang Zijiang chuckled lightly.

Back then, he also looked at the relief for a long time.

So far, the sword intent has not reached half of the above.

After all, it was due to lack of diligence.

Song Siming looked away, but the sword intention was deeply imprinted in his head.

In an instant, he had a little more understanding of the Xuanguang Sword Technique, which he had already understood.

What Tang Zijiang said was true, and the two walked forward for a while.

A quaint main hall appeared in front of you.

The main hall occupies a large area, and many outer disciples come and go here.

Either receive the month's spiritual stones and talismans, or deliver sect errands.

Very lively.

Tang Zijiang led Song Siming into the disciple hall, immediately attracting the attention of countless outer disciples.

Song Siming's outfit really looked out of place in the uniform of Qinglian disciples.

It's hard not to be noticed.

"Senior Nephew Zijiang, is this little friend Song Siming?

Come here, come here! "

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing the outer sect elders' uniform saw Tang Zijiang and immediately stood up and shouted.

His voice was so loud that almost all the disciples in the disciple hall could hear him.

Tang Zijiang felt the gaze directed at him and shook his head helplessly.

Why is this person the elder on duty today?

"Uncle Qin Zhen, this is the mirror slip used when welcoming disciples. Please check it."

When he went to Qin Zhen, Tang Zijiang skillfully took out the jade slip and handed it to him.

Without the mirror slip, Song Siming would have to test it again later, which would be very troublesome.

"The old man has already communicated with me.

You go ahead and leave the rest to me. "

Qin Zhen took the mirror slip, didn't bother to look at the scene inside, and directly opened his mouth to chase people away.

"This……"

Tang Zijiang glanced at Song Siming, who was looking around behind him.

Although the old temple master has heard from him thousands of miles away, he has never seen Song Siming's strength with his own eyes.

Tang Zijiang was afraid that Qin Zhen would neglect Song Siming.

Tang Zijiang, who brought Song Siming here, was more or less a stranger inside and out.

"What? Are you okay?"

Seeing that Tang Zijiang was still here, Qin Zhen raised his eyes and asked.

It seems to mean that if nothing happens, get out of here.

"Master Qin Zhen, Junior Brother Song has extraordinary qualifications.

I also hope that my uncle will add him to the selection of disciples for the outer sect competition at the end of the year. "

Tang Zijiang thought for a while and then spoke for Song Siming.

Not to mention that he couldn't pass his own test.

"Ah? Senior nephew, do you want this young boy who just arrived to participate in the outer sect competition at the end of the year?"

Qin Zhen pretended not to hear clearly and asked loudly.

These words were spoken very loudly. After hearing this, the outer disciples in the palace immediately cast their eyes on Song Siming.

The outer sect competition is a major event for them every year.

At the same time, it is also the hope of these outer disciples.

A hope to truly become a disciple of Qinglian.

Nowadays, a guy who just arrived can participate in the outer sect competition.

Discussions started immediately.

"What? Don't you have to wait until a year before you can participate in the competition?"

"That kid doesn't even have a foundation, are you kidding me?"

"Is he the illegitimate son of an elder?"

"..."

Listening to the discussions around him, Tang Zijiang couldn't help but look ugly.

Looking at Qin Zhen who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Tang Zijiang sighed in his heart.

Although I already knew that this uncle had a weird mind.

But I never imagined that he could be so entertaining.

Song Siming looked at the people around him pointing at him and the conversation between Tang Zijiang and Qin Zhen.

I quickly sorted out the situation in my mind.

He suddenly felt like he had fallen into a pit.

"Senior brother, can you give me the Foundation Building Pill later?"

Now that the matter has come to this, Song Siming doesn't want to worry too much.

He asked Tang Zijiang for the Foundation Building Pill.

On the road earlier, Tang Zijiang said that he could exchange two spiritual fruits for a foundation-building pill.

Song Siming gave it to him without thinking.

Let’s upgrade to foundation building first.

From the sword intention relief that Song Siming saw just now, he could tell that the Qinglian Sword Sect was very suitable for him.

Even though I'm here, I still have to take something back with me.

As for these rumors?

Song Siming is not familiar with them, so let them talk as they like.

"Well, yes."

Seeing that Song Siming's mood had not changed much, Tang Zijiang felt relieved and replied.

This foundation building pill is not a precious pill.

It's just that the refining conditions are a bit harsh, and generally only large sects produce it.

Therefore, if casual cultivators want the Foundation Building Pill, they have to spend several times the price to obtain it.

But to Qinglian Sword Sect, this Foundation Building Pill is just an ordinary breakthrough pill.

Not that high value.

It's just a starting tool to attract potential casual cultivators.

"Then go ahead, senior brother. I'll be waiting for you here."

Song Siming took the initiative to persuade Tang Zijiang to leave.

He could feel that this person named Qin Zhen was obviously coming for him.

Tang Zijiang was a little in the way here.

"It's... alright.

Junior brother, no matter what happens later, just treat it with a normal attitude. "

Seeing that Song Siming seemed to have ulterior motives, Tang Zijiang had no choice but to nod in agreement.

He turned around and left the disciple hall, wielding his sword and headed towards Lingfeng.

"You're much smarter than that kid."

Seeing Tang Zijiang leave, Qin Zhen motioned to Song Siming to come forward and smiled.

"Can't you just go through the inner door?"

Song Siming asked in confusion.

"The rules are the rules, and I've been given flexibility by the higher-ups. Besides, you're not in a hurry for these three months, are you?

If you are dissatisfied, how about I accept you as your personal disciple? "

Qin Zhen stated his purpose.

The old temple master's thousands-mile message made several elders from the outer sect become very interested in Song Siming.

Of course they don't want to miss such a good seedling.

However, due to the sect's rules, they could only arrange Song Siming for the outer sect competition three months later.

Whether it's a mule or a horse, you can tell by pulling it out and running around.

However, Qin Zhen, who did not have any disciples yet, decided to strike first.

Let’s take a look at Song Siming’s character.

It doesn't look bad now.

So Qin Zhen wanted to take Song Siming under his sect directly.

……