Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

It was already the next morning when Luo Junqing walked out of the illusion.

Looking down at his hands, he realized that he was still that 13-year-old boy...

Lifting his feet and continuing to climb up the immortal ladder, perhaps there was an element of luck in it, Luo Junqing never fell into a hallucination again, and just climbed to the top smoothly all the way.

The majestic and majestic mountain gate stood in front of him, Luo Junqing raised his head, and the three big characters of Han Guangzong, written like a dragon and snake, revealed an awe-inspiring and fierce sword intent, which made people feel a retreat when they saw it. Don't dare to go one step further.

What a strong sword intent!

Luo Junqing lowered her eyes, stopped looking at the mountain gate, and walked towards the Pan Xiangyun pillar beside the mountain gate. Several disciples had already gathered there, some of them looked stunned, obviously they had experienced the suffering of illusion, and some looked relaxed , with a face full of anticipation, obviously the journey was very smooth and there were no difficulties encountered.

Luo Junqing found a corner and stood alone, not staying with the others.

The sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky, during which many disciples climbed the fairy ladder one after another, with different expressions.

An Jinghe was still sitting in front of the phantom mirror looking at the scene in the mirror, frowning slightly.

Strange, obviously Luo Junqing should be the first person to reach the mountain gate by ascending the fairy ladder, but now it is so much late, and what about Jiang Yuwan?In the original novel, she was the second to pass. It's almost noon now. She hasn't passed the test yet, and there is no heroine. How can you sing the scene of Han Guangzong's villain and the protagonist robbing the heroine?

It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry to die...

Time passed gradually, forget it, without waiting for the heroine, An Jinghe stood up, waved his wide sleeves, the scene in the phantom mirror immediately turned into chaos, turned around and walked out the door, maybe it was this world again The plot of the game collapsed, so I have to adapt to the situation myself.

An Jinghe walked towards the mountain gate, there are disciples who have passed the trial and can enter the gate, and whether they enter the outer sect or the inner sect depends on their talent and luck. Talent is the key, and there are some people with mediocre talent. But luckily, he was favored by the peak master and became an inner disciple.

Of course, the distinction between inner and outer sects at this time did not determine the fate of these disciples in their lives. In the sect competition held once every ten years, ten winners were selected among the disciples of the outer sect, and they would have the opportunity to enter the inner sect.

Finally, just before the sun rose to the middle of the sky, Jiang Yuwan's figure finally appeared at the mountain gate.

An Jinghe just walked to the mountain gate, saw the heroine finally came, and he was relieved, but why the girl's face was so pale, her expression was dull, without a trace of blood, her eyes were red and swollen, it seemed that she had cried.

Jiang Yuwan saw An Jinghe, a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes, but he managed to squeeze out a bleak smile, which made people feel distressed.

Wronged? !Did he bully her in the illusion? !That's all, no matter what, we still have to get along together in the future, and I still have to compete with the protagonist for a girl, An Jinghe thought, and returned a comforting smile to Jiang Yuwan.

Suddenly realizing that someone was looking at her, An Jinghe turned around and met a pair of obsidian eyes, it was Luo Junqing.

The other party didn't have too much expression, just stood there, staring at him, as if he wanted to engrave his own appearance into his mind, An Jing raised his eyebrows, didn't this fellow say before that his appearance is disgusting, why are you still staring at me? Looking down, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Luo Junqing with a half-smile.

A crisp phoenix cry sounded, the time for the trial was up, and those who were unsuccessful had already lost the qualification to enter, regardless of whether they gave up by crushing the jade token.Those who are still trapped in the illusion cannot extricate themselves, there will be special disciples to take them out and send them back to where they came from.

An Jinghe turned around and walked directly under the mountain gate, facing all the newly selected disciples,

The new disciples who have passed the test consciously moved closer to the middle when they saw An Jinghe's figure.

An Jinghe nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile, "I believe everyone already knows me. This is An Jinghe, the eldest disciple of the Hanguang Sect. You can call me senior brother in the future. First of all, congratulations to everyone who has passed the trial and officially became my Hanguang Sect." disciple."

Seeing the uncontrollable excitement of the new disciples below, An Jinghe continued, "Secondly, everyone should know that the disciples of Han Guangzong are divided into inner and outer sects. In a while, I will take you to the Hall of Pure Heart. The head master and all the peak masters will be there. At that time, whether you can become inner disciples depends on your own good fortune. Okay, then, everyone, follow me to the Hall of Pure Heart. .”

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door. The two inner disciples who were assisting An Jinghe directed the crowd to the Hall of Qingxin, and introduced the places they passed along the way to the new disciples from time to time.

Luo Junqing looked at An Jinghe, who was wearing purple clothes and walking in the front. The back figure in front of her eyes gradually overlapped with the figure in the illusion, but it seemed incompatible. This is the real An Jinghe, beautiful but not demonic. Gorgeous but not vulgar, assertive and confident, as if living on the altar forever.

Hall of Pure Heart.

Master Yan Yu sat on the main seat on the high platform, and eight low tables were neatly lined up on both sides of the main hall, and the eight peak masters sat behind them.

An Jinghe bowed his hands and said, "It's the first time I've seen Master, my uncles, a total of 68 people have passed the trial this time, and 14 of them are outstanding."

"It's hard work, Jinghe, you can find a side to rest for a while, and you don't have to do the rest." Yan Yu looked at An Jinghe lovingly, and said.

"Presumably Jinghe has already explained the rules clearly to everyone, so now, during the spirit root test, please come forward to the disciples who have given the jade token to Jinghe." Yan Yu cut to the point, saying that the cultivation world itself is cruel Yes, strength is respected, and talent is an important manifestation of strength.

A dozen or so disciples in the team looked at each other and walked to the front.

Yan Yu smiled with satisfaction, "Very well, everyone is talented, now, besides the head of the sect, I, Zhan Guangzong, also have Sword Peak, Spirit Beast Peak, Immortal Grass Peak, Artifact Refining Peak, Body Refining Peak, Tian Shufeng, the eight peaks of Ningdan Peak, each peak has its own characteristics, you can choose one as your master according to your preferences, as long as the peak master is willing to ask you."

Can I choose by myself?A dozen or so disciples, except for Luo Junqing and Jiang Yuwan, were all overjoyed, and the other less talented disciples behind them all looked at the disciples in front with envy.

"Everyone, it's time to start." Following Master Yan Yu's voice, the dozen or so disciples hesitated for a moment, and all rushed towards their target master. Jiang Yuwan walked towards Tianshu without hesitation. Feng, Tianshu Peak is the residence of female cultivators of the Zhanguang Sect. There is no doubt that Fairy Lanyue, the master of Tianshu Peak, also welcomes this talented and skilled apprentice.

Luo Junqing also raised his foot and walked towards Master Yan Qing, the sword-wielding elder of Jianfeng. His purpose is to become stronger, and Jianfeng of Hanguangzong is the strongest.

Yan Qing had already rejected three new disciples who wanted to join him. Seeing Luo Junqing walking towards him, his eyes were still without emotion, but he dutifully stretched out his spiritual power to test Luo Junqing's roots. .

But in the next second, his eyes suddenly opened wide, he couldn't believe it, and his voice trembled a little, "Born with sword bones!"

The hall fell silent instantly, all the peak masters looked at Luo Junqing in shock, and the hall fell into silence.

"Senior brother, you said... a natural sword bone?" Finally, Yan Xin, the master of the Artifact Refining Peak, couldn't help it, "Really?!" You know, except for the amazingly talented founder of the mountain, there has never been a natural sword bone in the entire Xuanhuang Continent. Sword bone man.

An Jinghe really almost laughed out loud, born with sword bones? "Born to be cheap"!Haha, didn't the author of "Sword Cultivation Conferring the Gods" really do it on purpose, hahaha...

"It's true." A chilling voice sounded like crushed ice, with faint excitement, Yan Qing raised his eyes to look at Luo Junqing, "You may be my disciple, and I will pour everything I have learned in this life into my bag." Granted."

"Student, yes." Luo Junqing met the eyes of Master Yan Qing without fear, and replied.

"Okay," Yan Qing was satisfied, the corners of his mouth curled up a little, it seemed that he was very satisfied with this apprentice, "Senior brother, I would like to accept Luo Junqing as a closed disciple."

"Okay." Master Yan Yu didn't hesitate. The natural sword bone plus the mutated wind spirit root, this is a better talent than the patriarch back then. Only An Jinghe can compete with him in the entire Zhan Guangzong. His talent is enough for him to bear such treatment. Thinking of this, Yan Yu couldn't help looking at An Jinghe. Sure enough, no one can surpass my apprentice.

Then there is nothing that can shock the four, and the rest of the disciples have successfully found their master. The master of Xiancao Peak also picked out two disciples from among the disciples with average aptitude, which is also the envy of other disciples .

As for An Jinghe, after watching today's biggest play, he was a little bit lacking in interest, but the next piece of news was like thunder.

"Okay, the disciples of the inner and outer sects have been confirmed," the real person Yan Yu's voice sounded, "If you fail to enter the inner sect, don't be discouraged. You can practice well, and you will still have a chance to enter the inner sect next time."

Yan Yu glanced at the hall, and there was no one with strong emotions among the disciples, so he continued, "There is another thing I want to talk about today. I intend to accept a closed disciple."

"A closed disciple?" All the peak masters in the hall, except Yan Qing, were a little suspicious. It is not a trivial matter for the master to recruit disciples. The talents and dispositions of the disciples need to be strictly examined, otherwise it may have a great impact on the sect.

An Jinghe looked at the master in shock. This is not a small matter. In the original book, from the beginning to the end, the master never accepted disciples. There was only An Jing and one disciple. Therefore, after An Jing and the rebellion, the master would be filled with grief and anger. Now, the head wants to recruit apprentices? !

Does that mean that the plot has changed dramatically again.

"Yes," Yan Qing's voice sounded again, slightly raising the volume toward the door, "Ji'er, come in."

Everyone followed the Sect Leader's line of sight and looked out.

A touch of plain white came into view, the visitor was dressed in white, with a delicate face, a pair of clear and bright peach blossom eyes, with a simple smile that was not stained with the worldly dust, like an unworldly child, slowly walked into the hall.

"This is Yan Ji, and he will become my closed disciple from now on." The voice of the sect master sounded, carrying undeniable coercion.

An Jinghe looked at the boy, always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell.

Suddenly, the boy in white turned his head and showed an innocent and bright smile at An Jinghe.