Mechanical male god [unworn ancient]

At this time, the sky was still cloudy, but there was a lot of noise near the pier, and pedestrians coming and going were very lively.

And there were quite a few people who got off this boat, most of them were dressed as southerners, and Ji Heng was dressed in Ming Dynasty costumes in a gentle manner, which was very conspicuous among the passers-by.

But these two people have rare good looks, one is handsome and beautiful, with vigorous brows; the other is handsome and delicate, with frosty eyes.They are both at the right age, so they naturally attract people's attention. Even those South Vietnamese people who are used to xenophobia can't help but feel a little bit fond of them at the first sight.

There are quite a few hawkers selling goods at the pier, and one of them is a neat-looking woman in her twenties.Seeing the two people getting off the boat, her eyes were straightened.Immediately closed the stall, stepped on a pair of clogs with soles several inches thick, and walked forward.

The folk customs of South Vietnam are open, and it doesn't matter if women show their faces outside. Feng Qiyin saw a woman with her sleeves rolled up halfway, her trouser legs tightly tied, and walking towards the two of them in clogs, so she stopped and introduced a woman to Ji Heng. Fan Nanyue country style. "Nanyue is no different than Daming. It rains a lot, the weather is hot, and the land is humid all year round. Therefore, this kind of wooden clogs with thick and high soles is made. The price is much cheaper than cloth shoes. It is very convenient to walk in the rain..." After all, look Glancing at the overcast and sparsely rainy sky, he continued: "In this weird weather, it's even more suitable."

Ji Heng also glanced at the sky, and judged that the next ten days would still not clear, and his energy was only [-]% left.

At this time, the woman had already walked up to the two of them, "You two, are you from the Ming Dynasty?" The woman looked very heroic, but her voice carried the unique gentleness of the Nanyue Kingdom.

Both Feng Qiyin and Ji Heng are dressed in strong outfits, and their energy and demeanor are different from ordinary people. They are obviously equipped with martial arts. When they were in the Ming Dynasty, they were used to being called heroes and young heroes. This is the first time someone called themselves "Young master", I can't help but feel a little strange.

"Exactly." Ji Heng has always been taciturn, so Feng Qiyin said on his behalf: "My brother and I went all the way south to South Vietnam to find relatives. On the way, I heard that there are immortals recruiting disciples in Shuiyue City, so I came to try my luck. .”

"This... madam..." Feng Qieyin glanced at the woman's hair tied up with a gray cloth scarf, and said with a smile, "Madam is a local, right? Do you know what the immortals want from their disciples?"

The woman was almost dazzled by Feng Qiyin's smile, she followed up with a smile and said: "Madam dare not be, my husband's family name is Xu, the two young masters can just call me Mrs. Xu. The young master asked me about the immortal's acceptance of disciples, but You are really asking the right person. To tell you the truth, the two young masters came late, and the apprenticeship ceremony in Shuiyue City has already ended. The next time the immortals come to accept apprentices, they will have to wait until three years later."

"It's too unfortunate." Feng Qie sighed, but his expression didn't change, waiting for Mrs. Xu to continue.

Mrs. Xu smiled and said: "But the two young masters don't have to worry. My younger brother was lucky enough to be selected by the immortal a few days ago, and the immortal will come to pick him up tomorrow morning. The two young masters are new here, and they must not have found any relatives yet. You might as well go to my house first. stay at home."

This can be regarded as timely assistance.If you stay at her house for one night, don't you have a chance to meet the immortal tomorrow?

Feng Qiyin's eyes flashed strangely, but his face showed a bit of just right doubt and vigilance. "We two brothers have just arrived here, and we have no relatives or reasons with Madam. Madam's hospitality is really..."

He didn't finish what he said, but the meaning of what he said was clear to each other.

Miss Xu smiled satisfied when she heard the words, "Master is indeed a smart person."

"To be honest, I do have something to ask for."

Feng Qi said with a straight face: "Madam, please speak."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Mrs. Xu's mouth, and she said in a low voice: "You two must know that the immortals especially like warriors when they choose apprentices! The higher the martial arts, the greater the chance of being selected."

Ji Heng and Feng Qieyin nodded together.Before going down the mountain, Mr. Dong told them that one of the most important conditions for the selection of disciples of the Xianmen is to have spiritual roots.And people with spiritual roots are born with stronger capital than others. Spiritual roots are also strong and weak, just like the same inner strength method. Some people can enter the world in just a few years, and some Some people have worked hard for decades but can barely cross that threshold, while some people can only wander outside the door all their lives.

Cultivation is the body, the mind, and the spirit!

And the most basic stage is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.In the eyes of monks, the inner strength cultivated by martial arts practitioners is actually the most turbid aura, but those who can cultivate a whole body of strong inner strength in the mortal world's martial arts that are full of loopholes are absolutely rare for those immortal sects Got talent!

Most of the famous young masters in the Jianghu have excellent spiritual roots. Many sects don't even need to test their spiritual roots.

Therefore, the saying that all martial arts masters are quasi-immortals has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people during the month when the immortals came to the world. Anyone who knows a little bit of kung fu in the rivers and lakes will have a higher status.

Although Mrs. Xu is an ordinary person who does not know martial arts, she lost her husband in her early years but never remarried. Instead, she will serve her parents-in-law, raise her relatives and younger brothers by herself, and manage a small family in an orderly manner.

In order to make ends meet, she travels around the most densely populated places all year round to set up stalls and sell goods. She has come into contact with so many people from all walks of life, so she has developed a pair of sharp eyes, whether it is a dragon or a worm. Guessed about seven or eight points, so Feng Qiyin and Ji Heng got off the boat, her eyes lit up, God opened her eyes!After waiting for so many days, she was finally made to wait.

"My younger brother has never practiced martial arts. The immortals in the city selected apprentices that day. He just watched the excitement and gained knowledge. Who knew he was selected!"

"Isn't this a good thing?" Feng Qiyin asked.

"It's a good thing, a great thing!" Mrs. Xu said, but she didn't look very happy, "It's just that when my younger brother was selected, the young master of the Tong family was also selected."

The three walked and talked all the way, and they entered the gate of Shuiyue City without knowing it.

However, seeing the scene in the city, Feng Qiyin raised his eyebrows in surprise. He saw that the houses in the city had collapsed and the ground was cracked. It looked like another Linchuan city after the earthquake.The difference is that in order to resist foreign enemies, the city walls of the Nanyue Kingdom were built extraordinarily magnificent and strong, so the city walls did not fall down, but the buildings in the city were scattered in disorder.

"This..." Linchuan City was restored to its original state only ten days after the arrival of the monks from the Spirit Sect, and here...

No matter how knowledgeable Mrs. Xu is, she is only in South Vietnam. What's more, since the monks came after the earthquake, the trade between the two countries is far less frequent than in the past, and the news has not circulated as before.Naturally, she didn't know what happened in Linchuan City of the Ming Dynasty, and when she saw the wind and groaned, her face showed doubts, and she began to explain without thinking.

"More than a month ago, the immortal came and took us out of the city to an open place in the wild..." Thinking of the scene that day, Mrs. Xu still couldn't help feeling overwhelmed. It was the first time she saw the existence of an immortal. , It was also the first time to see a fairy perform fairy art with his own eyes. "If the immortals hadn't warned in advance, I'm afraid that people in the city would have been smashed to death in their houses that night."

After listening to Mrs. Xu's explanation, Feng Qiyin glanced at the faces of the surrounding people one by one, only to find that although the city was full of scars, the faces of the people were not depressed, but started to rebuild their homes vigorously. The hopeful brilliance on their faces was not found in Linchuan City.Seeing this scene, Feng Qieyin understood as soon as he turned his eyes, presumably the Lingzong people used some means to appease the hearts of the people, and Linchuan City recovered so quickly.

"You said earlier that the young master of the Tong family was also selected? Why, did he have a feud with you?" Feng Qieyin stopped paying attention to the city, and turned to look at Mrs. Xu.

Mrs. Xu's face was a little ugly, she sighed and said: "That's right, my younger brother Yuan Ping offended Young Master Tong before. Young Master Tong is very good at martial arts, he was designated as an inner disciple by the immortals on the day he was selected, but my younger brother is just a Outer sect disciple. I was afraid that my younger brother would be tortured by Master Natong after he went to Xianmen, so I have been waiting at the pier these days, just to wait for a martial arts master. Fortunately, hard work pays off, and this last day is still for me to wait. There are two sons."

She bowed to Ji Heng and Feng and asked: "Two young masters, don't worry, although the Tong family is powerful, it will not be able to affect the immortal sect. With the skills of the two young masters, they must be able to enter the inner sect. At that time, the two young masters entered the Immortal Gate, just stop Young Master Tong, don't let him have the opportunity to be alone with my younger brother. For the two young masters, it should be a matter of little effort."

Ji Heng asked: "Excuse me, how old is your brother?"

Mrs. Xu was taken aback when she heard the words, and said with a smile, "I'll be sixteen in two months."

Under 16 and fully compliant with conservation laws.Ji Heng nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Feng Qiyin glanced at Ji Heng, and said with a smile: "That's right, ma'am, just rest assured. My elder brother has always been kind-hearted, so it's fine if Master Tong keeps his own place. If he dares to touch a hair of your younger brother. I agree with you." Brother will definitely not spare him."

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The city of Shuiyue is full of waste, and the people are busy repairing their houses. Mrs. Xu’s house also collapsed in the previous earthquake. When Ji Heng chanted in the wind, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old The boy is standing on a ladder, putting a layer of thatch on the roof of a wooden house.In addition to the roof that the boy was building, there were three other houses next to it that were obviously newly built.

It's not difficult to see from the traces left nearby that this place should have been a more solid brick building originally.

"Pingzi, come down quickly, there are guests at home!"

Following Mrs. Xu's call, the young man with his back turned to them turned his head, his face was delicate and his eyes were delicate, and his smile was cute and lovable.

"Sister!" Yuan Ping climbed down from the ladder, and when he saw the two guests brought back by his elder sister, he was slightly taken aback and smiled a little shyly.

"This is Mr. Feng, this is Mr. Ji." Mrs. Xu pulled him and said, "Come on, Pingzi, call eldest brother!"

Yuan Ping hurriedly said, "Brother Feng, Brother Ji."

Ji Heng nodded in response.

Feng Qiyin nodded with a smile and said, "You are Yuan Ping? I heard from your sister that you were chosen by the immortal. My brother and I came too late to catch up with the immortal's choice of disciples, so we had the cheek to borrow your glory."

Yuan Ping half-understood, thought that Feng Qieyin and Ji Heng were really here to gain fame, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "This is not good, the immortals will be angry if they know."

Before Feng Qiyin and Ji Heng could react, Mrs. Xu immediately knocked Yuan Ping on the head, "Mr. Feng is joking with you, do you really take it seriously? Listen, Mr. Feng and Mr. Ji are staying at our house for one night today, and tomorrow If the immortal comes early in the morning, he may become your senior brother, so you have to be more polite to future senior brothers."

Yuan Ping was still confused, but he always listened to what his sister said, even though he didn't understand, he still nodded honestly.

That night, Ji Heng and Feng Qiyin slept in Yuanping's room.

The two men were lying together on the original flat bed, the bed was not big, shoulders were tightly pressed together, a thin quilt covered the chest but could not cover the feet.

Feng Qieyin twisted a little uncomfortable, and sighed: "This quilt is really too short."

Ji Heng said: "It's not short. It's just right for Yuan Ping's height."

Feng Qi smiled: "Then we can only blame us for being too tall?"

Ji Heng was silent.

In the quiet night, there seems to be only the sound of wind and groaning breathing.

After a while, Feng Qiyin asked: "Ji Heng, you said you went to South Vietnam to find relatives, and what you were looking for was..."

"A Bao." Ji Heng said, "It's my younger brother." It was also made by his father, but the production date was one hour younger than his.

"So you still have a younger brother." Feng Qieyin was a little surprised and said, "Then why is he in Jianzong's place?"

Ji Heng: "I don't know." Ah Bao failed to send him a message.

"You can definitely find your brother." Feng Qiyin said sincerely.

Ji Heng affirmed: "Yes."

Feng Qiyin didn't feel sleepy, he suddenly said: "You said, Li Fei was not ordered by Lingzong to kill my family?"

Ji Heng: "There is not enough evidence to judge."

"Mr. Dong said it's irrelevant. But I don't believe it. If it's really irrelevant, why would those people from the Lingzong insist on killing me in front of the people of the whole city? Why did they spread rumors that I was a demon? Dispose of him just by begging for mercy?"

Ji Heng couldn't answer this question.He has no right to interfere with human rights and grievances.I can only say a word of comfort and encouragement to human beings in combination with systematic analysis. "Don't think too much, what you have to do now is to become stronger."

Hearing the words, he paused and said with a smile, "Yes!"

Ji Heng: "It's getting late, go to sleep!" Chatting for too long consumes energy.

Feng Qi Yin: "Okay."

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When Ji Heng fell asleep, Feng Qieyin got up quietly, took advantage of the dead of night to climb over the city wall with light work, and made marks on a few trees outside the city.

His fingers flicked lightly over the marks that only a few of them knew, slowly erasing the faint traces that seemed deliberate.No matter who looks at it now, it is impossible to find any traces on this class tree, unless it is Feng Wu.

In the past ten days, every time Feng Qieyin passed by, he would find an opportunity to leave a mark along the way. If Feng Wu could see it, he would be able to find him along the way.

There was no delay, and Feng Qiyin returned immediately after making the mark as usual, without delay.

When returning to Xu's house, Feng Qiyin was about to enter the house when he suddenly heard whispers from the next room.

The five senses of martial arts practitioners are already superior to ordinary people, and in the dead of night, the extremely low voice that was suppressed became very clear to the ears.

Feng Qiyin didn't intend to listen to the wall, but when he heard a sentence, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.

In the cool night wind, Mrs. Xu said in a very low voice bitterly: "What can happen to a man and a man...sooner or later there will be retribution!"

The folk customs in South Vietnam are open, and the common people are not particular about it, let alone the current situation in the city. Yuan Ping and Mrs. Xu slept in the same room, but men and women were different, and they did not share the same bed.

At this time, her younger brother Yuan Ping was also in that room.

Sure enough, after a while, I heard Yuan Ping whisper: "Sister, don't worry, I won't go astray."

"Silly brother, of course my sister can trust you. But my sister can't trust that Tong! He dared to blatantly act in front of the immortal that day. When you enter the fairy gate with him in the future, he won't be able to... Pingzi , you are the only male in our family, you must not follow that surnamed Tong to do such a deed of cutting off children and grandchildren!"

"Sister, I see."

"It's good that you know. I waited for Mr. Feng and Mr. Ji at the pier for many days before I arrived. I have never seen you for so many years. They will definitely be selected by the immortals tomorrow... Sister, don't ask." In addition, I just hope they can help you block that surnamed Tong. This small matter should be a piece of cake for them. You don't have to worry about it when the time comes. Practice hard. If our family can produce a fairy, it will be a great honor to our ancestors ..."

"At that time... At that time, even if I go down, I will have the face to see our parents..."

"sister……"

In the house, the siblings hugged each other and wept softly.

Outside the house, Feng Qiyin was blown cold by the night wind.After a long while, he quietly opened the door and entered the house.

It was pitch black in the room, not even a little moonlight in such an opaque night.

Feng Qieyin walked over slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, looked down at Ji Heng's face with only a blurry outline, and slowly, he exhaled from his chest, his voice was soft like a sigh...

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Sure enough, as Mrs. Xu said, the monk who came to pick up Yuan Ping arrived before dawn the next day.

Feng Qieyin didn't sleep all night, so he noticed the movement immediately, before Mrs. Xu came to call someone, he woke Ji Heng up, and arranged his clothes by the way.

The monk who came to pick up Yuan Ping did not stand on the flying sword and look down on them like the disciples of the Lingzong. On the contrary, the other party stood in the courtyard of the Xu family, looking at a loss when facing Mrs. Xu's hospitality, with a bit of a smile on his face. The childishness of a teenager does not have the arrogance of a monk at all.

It turns out that the monks of different sects are also different.

Feng Qiyin's eyes flicked over his white robe embroidered with silver patterns, and then paused on the wooden hairpin on his head and the long sword behind his back, confirming that these attire are consistent with what Mr. Dong said. After matching, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth.A few steps forward and said: "Your Excellency is a monk under the Jianzong sect?"

Pei Song was hesitating whether to take the basket of eggs that Mrs. Xu handed over, when he suddenly heard a male voice with a smile on his face, he couldn't help but look around, and saw a tall and tall man walking with a smile on his body. A little muddy, but his appearance is rare and beautiful in the cultivation world, and the person standing next to him has broad shoulders and narrow waist, plump and handsome, and he is also a first-class good-looking.

Seeing these two people, Pei Song's eyes lit up, and he was overjoyed. If these two people were included in the sect, wouldn't their sect be able to attract more female disciples next year?

Pei Song's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he was about to imitate the senior brother's tone and talk to the two when a silver beam of light suddenly lit up in the southern sky.

Realizing that this was a signal to urge him to leave, Pei Song immediately pulled out the hairpin on his head. The small wooden hairpin looked unpretentious, but it instantly turned into a leaf that could hold several people standing The spiritual boat, on which the spiritual light flows, is very eye-catching floating in the air.

Yuan Ping, who was standing beside Mrs. Xu, let out a cry, his eyes full of wonder and longing.The next moment, someone grabbed his collar.

Holding Yuan Ping's collar, Pei Song leaped onto the spirit boat in the air like a bird with a touch of his toes.

He lowered his head, nodded slightly towards Mrs. Xu who was looking up at them on the ground, then looked at the other two mortals on the ground, and said loudly: "Although the entrance test has ended long ago, it's not impossible to be flexible. If the two of you want to join the Sword Sect, you have to pass this level first."

Feng Qieyin looked up at the young monk standing on the spirit boat with proud eyebrows, and raised his eyebrows with a little interest.

He tilted his head towards Ji Heng and nodded, then took three steps back, and in a short while, his thin body shot up from the ground like a sharp arrow off the string.

The hem of the black clothes swelled and fell in the instant burst of internal force, Feng Qiyin had already held down the spirit boat high in the sky with one hand, and landed on the spirit boat with a flip of his body.

It only took a few breaths of effort from when he jumped up on the ground to grabbing the edge of the boat and jumping up.Pei Song looked surprised, probably because Feng Qiyin jumped up so easily, which was far beyond his expectation.He carefully looked at the other party up and down, and said after a while: "So, if your internal strength is higher and purer, you will be able to directly enter the fifth level of Qi training."

Five layers of Qi refining?Feng Qiyin remembered that Mr. Dong said that this is probably equivalent to a natural master in the martial arts who has raised his internal strength to the extreme.

Pei Song wanted to say a few more words, but he caught a glimpse of the beam of light in the south from the corner of his eye, and immediately became serious, looking at Ji Heng who was still standing on the ground, and said, "It's your turn."

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At exactly 4 o'clock in the morning, Ji Heng was "woke up" by the wind and Yin. He listened to the reminder that the system had [-]% remaining energy, and turned on the machine expressionlessly.

Within the next 10 minutes, Feng Qieyin tidied up his clothes—the young humans wearing the uniform of Jianzong opened up the aircraft folded into hairpins—Feng Qieyin jumped onto the aircraft—it was Ji Heng’s turn.

Ji Heng silently glanced at the falling energy, calculated the height of the aircraft from the ground and the strength of the body's jump, jumped lightly with both feet on the ground, and opened the jumping device installed on the sole of the body at the same time. Gymnast's perfect jump.

The whole process did not make any noise, which was even more perfect than the exercise test he had just left the factory.

When he stood on the wooden boat-shaped aircraft, the owner of the aircraft, the disciple of Jianzong, was staring at him with wide eyes.

"You, you, why do you have any spiritual power... er, no internal power fluctuations?"

Feng Qiyin also looked at him with a thoughtful expression.

Ji Heng calculated that in this world that has transitioned from martial arts to self-cultivation, what he did would not arouse human suspicion.So he asked, "Excuse me, is there a question?"

"The question can be..."

Before Pei Song could finish speaking, Feng Qieyin suddenly pointed to the south sky and shouted: "What is that?"

As expected, Pei Song's attention was drawn away. He looked at the brighter and brighter beam of light in the south, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately made a tactic with both hands, and made the spirit boat under his feet fly towards the south at high speed...

Driven by the monk, the spirit boat accelerated suddenly, Feng Qieyin and Yuan Ping fell backwards suddenly under the action of inertia, and Ji Heng grabbed them one by one.

After standing still, Yuan Ping quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Brother Ji."

Ji Heng shook his head and said, "You're welcome."

Feng Qiyin put an arm on Ji Heng's shoulder, turned his back to Pei Song and moved his lips at him.

Ji Heng understood his lips, meaning: "This monk looks so young, I wonder if he is 17 years old?"

He shook his head, the remaining energy was seriously insufficient, and he could no longer waste it on calculating his age.

Seeing Ji Heng shaking his head and saying nothing, Feng Qiyin smiled, turned around and looked in the direction of the spirit boat.When he was young, he always dreamed how happy he would be if he could gallop in the sky one day, but when this day really came, he realized that the reality was far from what he had imagined.

The most obvious difference is that when he tried to catch those clouds, he found that they couldn't be caught...

At this time, the sky was twilight, and the sky was still clouded.

And Shuiyue City has been left far behind, leaving only a tiny outline. Looking down on the earth from the spirit boat, those mountain and forest buildings have all become small pieces, which are only the size of a small knuckle when measured by a finger. , in a trance, there is an illusion that Kyushu is under control.

The speed of the spirit boat was extremely fast, but in just one stick of incense, it rushed from Shuiyue City to Zhaoshui on the South China Sea.Zhaoshui is the last piece of land in the Nanyue Kingdom. It is the closest to the South China Sea, and the people are already fishing for a living.

The fast-moving spirit boat stopped suddenly, if it wasn't for Feng Qiyin's prediction, it might be shaken down again.

And the boy Yuan Ping was always squatting in the corner and holding on to the boat wall, although his face was still pale from being shaken, it was much better than being almost thrown off the spirit boat at the beginning.

The silver beam of light that pointed the way for them was close in front of them, only then did Feng Qiyin discover that the source of the beam of light was the jade in the hands of a monk.

Seeing the destination, Pei Song immediately commanded the spirit boat to descend, his face full of excitement.Seeing this, Feng Qiyin shook his head helplessly, as expected he was still a child.

Seeing Pei Song and others coming, the cultivator who was holding a jade in his hand turned around, and at the same time extinguished the silver light in his hand that shot straight into the sky.Seeing the three people following Pei Song, he frowned slightly and asked in doubt, "How come there are three people?"

Pei Song said happily: "When I went to pick up Yuan Ping, I took two more. They have very good qualifications."

The monk nodded, looked at Ji Heng and the others with a pair of gentle eyes, and said, "I am Pei Yu, the chief disciple of Jianzong." Behind him, there were five other monks in white robes with arrow sleeves and carrying long swords , everyone's eyes are piercing.Behind them were thirty or so mortals between the ages of ten and thirty, including poor people in ragged clothes, knight-errants with weapons, nobles in fine clothes, and thin Confucian scholars.Without exception, each of them wore a jade tablet of the same style around their waists.

As the name suggests, Pei Yu has a face like a crown jade, gentle and elegant. Although the robe on his body is also white, the silver pattern on the neckline is more delicate, and the cuffs are not the same as other monks. Flicking slightly in the humid sea breeze, it looks elegant and dusty.

"Almost all people in this world who can practice martial arts have spiritual roots, but to enter my sect of Yujian Xianzong, in addition to being selected from thousands of high-quality spiritual roots, they also need to have a unique aura in the way of the sword." Pei Yu said His eyes flicked over Ji Heng and Feng Qieyin's body, and he drew out the long sword on his back with his right hand.

The sword looked ordinary, the blade was a simple bronze color, not sharp at all, just like his master, gentle and restrained.However, when he drew the sword, the monks standing behind him immediately showed excitement.

Even Pei Song, who was still a child in Feng Qiyin's eyes, straightened his face. He beckoned Yuan Ping to stand in the past, then stepped back a few steps, and stood with the five monks behind Pei Yu.

Pei Yu held the sword in one hand, pointing at Ji Heng Hefeng and Chanting, with a light stroke.

It was such an understatement of a sword, but Feng Qiyin's pupils shrank suddenly, and the lacquer-like eyes clearly reflected the space stirred by that sword.

Layer after layer of transparent waves surged endlessly between Pei Yu and Feng Qiyin, just like the snow-white waves hitting the shore at this moment, with great momentum.

"This is sword intent!" Feng Qieyin was secretly startled.Their Feng family has been a master of swords since their ancestors. From their great-grandfather to his father, they have cultivated different sword intents. Even he himself has a rudimentary sword intent after years of hard study, but he has never seen it. Who can transform the sword intent into a vision.The moment Pei Yu drew out the sword just now, his whole body began to tremble slightly.

It wasn't that he was afraid, on the contrary, he was excited like never before.If he didn't know that the strengths of the two were very different, he would even open his mouth to challenge Pei Yu, one person and one sword to have a good time!

Seeing those waves of sword intent rushing towards him, Feng Qiyin knew that this was a test, so he held his breath and stood motionless, allowing the colorless waves to swallow him up.

His body suddenly lost weight, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing at the bottom of the lake, with water in all directions.

His clothes were completely soaked, and his bundled hair fluttered like weeds at the bottom of the lake.

And not far ahead, there was a door emitting a faint white light, reminding him that it was the way out.

But Feng Qiyin didn't move forward immediately, but held his breath and carefully groped around.

The water is very cold, but not as cold as ice. He has carefully rubbed the sand, stones and algae at the bottom of the water, and there are no flaws at all, or in other words, with his current ability, he can't see any flaws at all.

Thinking of this, he no longer tried to study the underwater things, but raised his foot to move forward while he was still holding his breath.

However, just now he was very free no matter what he did under the water, but now when he tried to walk towards the exit, his whole body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and every time he moved, he seemed to be entangled by countless things. The small step distance was extremely difficult, and he tried his best, but the foot he lifted still couldn't land.

Feng Qieyin couldn't breathe at this time, and now he could only use six to seven points of his usual tenacious strength. Seeing that he couldn't step forward, he simply retracted the raised foot.

It seems that this is the test.

I didn't expect to be able to walk to the exit smoothly, so I was not surprised that the result was windy and groaning.

The only question now is, what does Pei Yu want to test him on?

"... To enter the sect of my Sword Immortal Sect, in addition to being one in a thousand high-quality spiritual roots, you also need to have a unique aura in the path of the sword..."

What Pei Yu said before resounded in his mind, Feng Qieyin's eyes shone slightly, could it be that Pei Yu wanted to test his sword intent?

Although his sword intent was only in its infancy, even Yuan Ping, a kid who had never even touched a sword, could be selected. If it was really just a test, it shouldn't be difficult.

Thinking of this, he took out the hilt of the sword he always carried with him from his arms.He didn't know the material used to make the hilt, but black cloth strips were tightly wrapped around it.

The moment he held it in his hand, Feng Qieyin felt in a trance that the sword that had been with him for more than ten years was still in his hand.

Raising his hand, he slashed forward with the sword just like he did thousands of times when he swung the sword.

A gust of wind suddenly appeared at the bottom of the calm lake.The wind is weak but invincible, and the water that blocked the wind like mud before and groaned forward seemed to be pushed aside by a pair of giant hands, revealing a road that only allows one person to pass through.

Feng Qiyin frowned and smiled, put the hilt of the sword back into his arms, and walked out with big strides, this time there will be no obstacles...

The small space temporarily built with sword intent and spiritual power was broken from the inside out. Pei Yu looked away from Ji Heng in surprise. He didn't expect Feng Qieyin to pass the test so quickly. .

"What's your name?" Pei Yu asked.

"The wind sings."

Pei Yu smiled warmly, "Congratulations, Junior Brother Feng, from now on, you are an inner disciple of the sect." As soon as these words came out, the mortals standing behind showed surprise expressions at the same time. Among the more than 30 of them, except Tong Outside the young master's house, there are all outer doors, and this kid who just arrived can actually enter the inner door!

Ignoring the envious and envious eyes of those behind him, Feng Qie showed a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Pei." Taking the jade card that Pei Yu handed over, Feng Qieyin subconsciously looked at Ji Heng, but heard Pei Yu say: " Alright, say goodbye to your friend, we are going back to the sect."

"What?" Feng Qieyin was a little stunned.

Pei Yu: "You heard me right, your friend didn't pass the test."

Ji Heng failed the assessment?How can it be?