Wearing Books as a Demon

Qianlingzong only recruits apprentices once every five years, and they are not expensive.There were countless people who came here admiringly, and they lined up directly from the entrance of Qianling Mountain to the foot of the mountain.

The dense crowd lined up along the winding mountain road, like a long coiling dragon.

There are three tests in Qianlingmen. The first one is the Tongtian Mirror, which detects the spiritual roots of the candidates, and only accepts disciples with more than three spiritual roots.

At this level, almost half of the people were screened out.This elimination rate made Ying Changlou stunned. He is a monster, he has no spiritual roots at all, and he doesn't know if he can enter the door.

"Brother Yao, what if I can't go in, what should I do?" Ying Changlou stood beside Yao Bai, with one hand on Yao Bai's shoulder, leaning on him comfortably.

"It's definitely possible." Yao Bai said with certainty, even though he looked at the ever-decreasing crowd, he still felt a little uncertain.

And there were only ten people left in front of them, but within half a cup of tea, the fate of these people had already been settled.

None of the ten people was selected.

Such a dismal result made Yao Bai's heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but glance at the people who were enjoying the scenery in a good mood.The man didn't seem to be afraid of that eventuality at all, and turned his head to chat with the people behind him.

"Brother, I think you have excellent bones, you must be a good seedling for cultivating immortals, and you will become a great tool in the future." Ying Changlou was originally focused on admiring the beautiful scenery, but there was a line of sight that was always glued to him.He looked back and was facing a pair of smiling eyes.

This man was only about twenty years old, and he was wearing a bluish-purple robe loosely on his body, exposing a piece of skin on his chest, which gave him a somewhat unrestrained feeling.

The appearance of the young man is also romantic and elegant, and the slightly raised phoenix eyes are like peach blossoms in March, with a fascinating color.The corners of the mouth that were born slightly upward seemed to be smiling all the time, which made people feel good.

However, Ying Changlou is also a man, so he doesn't like the young man's appearance.The other person's gaze made him uncomfortable, so he brought up the topic.

However, the young man didn't seem to realize the meaning of his question, and the smile on his face grew wider, "Thank you for your kind words."

"A Lou, it's our time." Yao Bai said at the right time, and tugged on La Ren's sleeve.The moment he turned his head, he glared at the young man, full of warning.

"Your Excellency, if you can cultivate a human form, it will be a breeze to enter Qianlingmen." The young man's smiling voice sounded behind the two of them.

No matter how credible these words are, it still reassures Yao Bai.

Unlike other people who wait anxiously for the result, this person is relaxed and at ease from the beginning.With a smile on his face, he looked at the surrounding scenery leisurely, as if he had already determined that he could enter the Qianlingzong.

Moreover, that magnanimity and freedom are by no means from ordinary people.

"Yaobai, water and fire dual spiritual roots." Following the test officer's shout, Yaobai walked to the left and waited.

On the right side, there are people who have not passed the level.

Looking at the crowd on both sides, Ying Changlou's heart tightened, and only then did he feel a little uneasy.He stood in front of a mirror taller than a person, and a black snake was immediately reflected in it.

It is his original form.

"Stand at your master's place." Ying Changlou felt very awkward at the 'Master', he looked at Yao Bai strangely, and then moved over slowly.

"Brother Yao..." Ying Changlou still prefers to call him a boy compared to his master's address.

Yao Bai nodded, then looked at the young man who was going through the test.

Wood and soil dual spiritual roots.

"Congratulations, both of you." The young man came over, with a pair of phoenix eyes bent and a smile on his face.

"Same joy, same joy." The other party was so polite, Ying Changlou couldn't pretend not to see it.

The two exchanged a few words of compliments, and then saw a tall and burly figure approaching from a distance.

The person who came had a fierce face, and his voice was also loud and thick, with vigor.

"You come with me."

Ying Changlou recognized this person, the man who followed Daoist Xu yesterday.

Everyone who had been whispering shut up consciously when they heard this, and then followed the person in a polite manner, not daring to say a word, for fear of offending the person.

After walking for a stick of incense, everyone came to a cave with the words 'Wujian Cave' engraved on it.

"Within half an hour, take out the sword and pass the level." The man finished speaking simply and forcefully, then raised his hand.Then I saw the huge stone door slowly opening, and the sound of 'dangdang' came from inside.

It's the sound of swords.

From the outside, the cave looks cramped and cramped.After walking in, I realized that there was something different inside.A hundred or so of them stood inside, like a small black speck in the desert.

negligible.

There are countless swords pierced on the stone wall, revealing a bitter chill.The bursts of sword light shone dazzlingly under the refraction of the sun.

Looking at the stone wall like a hornet's nest, Ying Changlou felt dizzy.Even if he doesn't have trypophobia.

"These swords are also picking people." The young man still smiled like that, but his eyes were no longer idle as before, and there was a trace of seriousness.

"A Lou, be careful." Yao Bai stared carefully at the movement around him, and moved carefully.

Ying Changlou was not sensitive to swords, so he couldn't see anything weird about it.He only felt dazzled, and the sound of the sword was so loud that his ears hurt from the noise.

"Brother Yao, did you hear anything?" The noise in his ear was getting louder and louder, Ying Changlou, who had a high decibel, could hardly stand it, and wanted to yell loudly.

What's even more frightening is that these swords seem to... seem to be breaking free from the shackles of the stone wall.

"Ah—help!"

"Help me...I, I don't want to die..."

There was a loud exclamation from the crowd, and the voices of fear and fear rose and fell, filling the entire cave, stirring up echoes.

In the shadow of a sword, the people who were standing all ran away with their heads in their hands, and the panic in their eyes seemed to see something terrible.They howl, they run.The bright sword body reflected a pair of fearful eyes, and a desperate expression.

The people on the field were like lunatics, crying, kneeling and crawling.Each of them fell to the ground in pain as if they had been pierced by thousands of arrows.

Something was wrong with these people, and Ying Changlou seemed to be affected as well.

"A Lou, what's the matter with you?" Yao Bai asked with concern while supporting him.The other party's face was pale, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his fingers were grasping his heart vigorously.

"Those swords want to kill me." Ying Changlou's teeth chattered, trying to stay awake, "Many, many swords all passed through my body..."

"It hurts, brother Yao, I feel so uncomfortable..."

Ying Changlou hardly had the energy to say the latter words.All he knew was that his lips were wriggling, and his whole body was in severe pain.

The sharp blade pierced his body over and over again, and he had no strength to resist.

"A Lou, cheer up, this is an illusion." Yao Bai raised his head and looked at the surrounding stone walls seriously, all the swords were inserted into the stone walls quietly, without any sound or movement.

As if in a deep sleep.

Hearing Yao Bai's voice, Ying Changlou managed to regain some sense.He looked around blankly, then suddenly closed his eyes tightly, "Brother Yao, here we come again!"

In this situation, Yaobai didn't know what to do, so he could only hug him tightly and comfort him over and over again, "Alou, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

The young man's steady and powerful voice gradually overwhelmed the rumble of the sword, reaching Ying Changlou's ears like gentle music that gradually calmed him down.

"This is a hallucination, hallucination..." Ying Changlou grasped Yaobai's skirt with both hands, and repeated this sentence in a whisper.Gradually, the surroundings became quieter.

When he opened his eyes again, those swords were firmly inserted into the stone wall.

Moreover, there is no sound of the sword.

Now there are only ten people who can still stand with their usual expressions.And time is running out.

Yaobai has a natural sensitivity to swords, he scanned around carefully and slowly, and finally picked an ordinary sword.

There are two words engraved on the hilt of the sword, water cut off.

"Coincidentally, mine is Zhuanpo." The young man also pulled out his own sword, and flicked the blade with a smile, "You and I are both holding one of the Eight Yue Swords."

Within half an hour, only ten people successfully drew their swords, and Ying Changlou was not counted among these ten people.

Because, he is a demon.

These ten swords are all named after ancient swords.

"Although it's common, the name is interesting." The young man neatly held a sword flower, and then inserted it casually, and the sword was sheathed.

It can be seen that he is also a person who is accustomed to using swords.

The first level is to test the spirit root.

The second level is to test the will.

The third hurdle is to look at understanding.

Everyone was handed out a sword manual, only Ying Changlou did not.

He leaned in front of Yaobai, and watched the sword moves with Yaobai.Even if he didn't understand swords, he also saw that there was something wrong with this book.

The sword moves are incomplete, some only have pictures but no words, and some are incomplete half-page papers.What's more, there are obvious traces of being torn in the book.

"Whoever uses the complete sword move will become an inner disciple." The burly man said expressionlessly, "One hour is the limit."

After hearing this request, Ying Changlou pouted.Even if he was given a year, he would not be able to practice.Simply sit aside and rest, not disturbing Yao Bai's practice.

The young man held the book and stared at it intently.The serious side face showed a maturity that did not match this age, and the fair and smooth skin glowed a touch of gold under the sunlight.Those slender fingers imitated the appearance of a sword move, making small gestures with confidence.

Ying Changlou believes that Yaobai will definitely pass the test.

Although there is no result yet, he has this affirmation in his heart.

Immersed in inexplicable joy, Ying Changlou couldn't help laughing, and then felt that the sunlight in front of him was blocked by someone.He stood up, restrained his smile, lowered his head slightly and asked, "Dare to ask Senior Brother Xu what is the matter?"

"Why did you enter Wujian Cave?" Hearing this tone, it seemed that he shouldn't have entered.