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Chapter 232: Joining the Sword Pavilion

At this time, the little blind man they were talking about had moved from the last place to the middle position.

There are people around who are in an unstable mood, attached to the world, or lying on the ground crying, or hesitating in the middle of the road, and one even turned around and ran back.

Li Yang ignored it. She walked over slowly but steadily, crossed the illusion bridge and stepped onto the jade steps.

The holy golden light shone on her body, bringing piercing pain; the guards holding magic wands stopped her fiercely: "Stop, there is a holy place ahead, if you cross it, you will die"...

Li Yang had a faint mocking smile on her face and continued walking forward without stopping.

The second step: The desperate king Qu Qian begs him to stay, and Ji Huai, covered in blood, reaches out his hand to her with hope...

Li Yang pushed away the hands that were blocking her without even turning her head.

The third step: Thousands of believers shouted "Goddess" and lifted the throne to her...

Li Yang walked through the crowd and passed by her "throne", leaving only other people shouting in pain behind her.

Are you trying to trick her with such a low-level illusion?

Also, she is blind now, how can she see these things?

The shouting became quieter and quieter, and Li Yang just kept walking and walking, from the bright sunlight to the twinkling stars.

It was getting darker and darker in front of my eyes. I couldn't even sense light or shadow. The world turned into a pure black cloth.

It seemed like a long time had passed, as if this road had no end at all.

Li Yang heard her stomach growling, telling her that she was hungry; her body was exhausted and her legs were shaking. Every step she took was a torture.

At this moment, she suddenly heard her senior sister's voice:

"You've gone the wrong way. You've gone to the fork in the road! I've been looking for you for a long time. Come on! I'll take you to the right way."

Li Yang ignored her.

She knew better than anyone whether the path she was taking was the right one.

She just kept walking, walking slowly, and finally at a certain moment she broke through the barrier. A pure energy flowed through her body. She heard the bell ringing, and someone was congratulating her:

"Congratulations, you have passed the test."

Perhaps seeing that she was still confused, the volunteer brother carefully reminded her in her ear: "You are the disciple who has completed this journey the fastest in the past thousand years. You are faster than Pavilion Master Shi by an incense stick. It only took... Let me see..."

"1:8 on the 52st?" Li Yang continued.

"Hey, can't you see?" The senior brother was shocked, thinking that the information was wrong.

"I just can't see, but my heart is still beating."

In front of the phantom mirror, the head of the Tianji Pavilion smiled smugly: "The old woman didn't lie to anyone. I said she has a bright future."

"If Jian Pavilion doesn't want to accept her, Tianji Pavilion is willing to accept her."

"Who said I won't accept her?" Shi Budai waved his sleeves, "Since it is destined that she and I are destined to be together, I don't mind making another exception."

The head of Tianji Pavilion seemed to be about to say something, but suddenly his smile froze for a few seconds, but soon returned to normal.

She coughed a few times and said, "I have some important matters to deal with in my chamber, so I will leave first. The matter of recruiting people will be handled by the other elders."

"Oh, you have quite high standards." The other Pavilion Masters teased her, "There are a few good candidates, but you don't even like them?"

"Forget it, forget about her, let's choose first."

As the first disciple to enter, Li Yang was sitting in the hall, patiently waiting for others to arrive.

She was not in a hurry. She half-leaned back in her chair, thinking about her tasks and the information she had obtained so far, and doing a simple review of her current situation.

It was not until the sky darkened again that someone finally came in and announced, "The time has come, everyone is here, please choose a disciple."

A few shadows flashed past her, along with a few energies that came to detect her, but she silently blocked them with a curtain of light.

She sat quietly, clearly aware that someone was looking at her all the time.

"Li Yang." The owner of that line of sight spoke, "Are you willing to become my disciple and devote yourself to learning swordsmanship?"

Now there were more and more strange looks, and she instantly became the focus of attention.

Everyone was staring at the blind girl. Some people from other towns were still unaware of the situation and just thought she was lucky and capable, but the disciples who were selected with her were shocked:

That's the Sword Pavilion, a place famous for its fighting power. Why would it accept a mortal without spiritual power? !

"I do." Li Yang was excited in her heart, but she didn't react much on the surface.

"Then let's go." Shi Budai was calmer than her. Perhaps he had already gotten over the shock and accepted the reality.

He picked up the new disciple and flew into the air.

Leaving behind a room full of envious children.

*

The Sword Pavilion was relatively poor, and the sword cultivators were not very particular about details, so Li Yang's apprenticeship ceremony was very simple and hasty.

Pass tea to the Master and receive the protective gifts from the Master;

Pass tea to the senior sister and accept the gift from her;

Accept protective gifts given by other elders and pavilion masters.

The ceremony is completed.

Theoretically speaking, sword cultivators usually don't give protective gifts when they become apprentices. But in Li Yang's situation, other than amulets that activate spontaneously when encountering danger, it's hard to find anything else to use.

For example, the eldest senior sister who was said to have been hurriedly called back from the middle of a mission was not aware of her situation. She was given a 6th-level demon pill, and then was gently reminded by the master:

"Chengzhen, your junior sister can't use her spiritual power."

The senior sister pursed her lips. She was embarrassed to say that she had actually heard a thing or two along the way, but she was short of money and this was the only demon pill she had on hand, which she had killed on the way back.

She pondered for a moment, but still didn't take the demon pill back: "Keep it. You can sell it for some spirit stones when you are short of money."

After all, sword cultivators are all very poor.

The moment the eldest sister opened her mouth, the air temperature seemed to drop by two degrees, and Li Yang felt a hint of chill coming along with the voice.

The second corner of the pentagram in the sea of ​​consciousness lit up, and a name appeared next to it: Ren Wuzhen.

She knew this person, an old acquaintance in the forum.

and so--

Sword Cultivator Junior Sister → Sword Pavilion Senior Sister

Genius magician → useless soul

Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? !

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