Every March 14rd is the day when the major sects in the cultivation world choose their disciples.So, before the day comes, all the [-]-year-olds gather in the city closest to them, waiting to be called.And the next few days were the days when Jianghu Sect accepted disciples.

Chen Haoyi bid farewell to his parents, and left without looking back amidst the cries of his family members.

Although the children who cannot be selected can go home, everyone knows that Chen Haoyi will definitely become a sword fairy.Even if he can't, he will be accepted by the Jianghu sect and become a swordsman.

Chen Haoyi, who was alone, brought a sword box given to him by his father except for a few clothes.Other than that, nothing.With the masters of the martial arts school, he doesn't need to worry about food, drink, housing and transportation.

Following the arrival of the masters from the martial arts school in the town to the city, a young man of the same age as Chen Haoyi asked in surprise as he saw the spectacular crowds in the city. "With so many people, do we have a place to live?"

The masters smiled and explained: "We will not go to live in that inn, but go directly to the martial arts hall. There are enough rooms there, enough for us to stay for one night."

Stayed in the martial arts school in the city for one night, and early the next morning, Chen Haoyi and his companions were called up by the masters.

Shower and change clothes, arrange hair style, put on beautiful clothes.

The boys are okay, but the girls are a toss, and it took more than an hour.

After eating, the masters brought this group of teenagers to the martial arts arena, and stood at the designated position, staying with the rest of the children from the martial arts school.On their side are people from the Literature Hall.

As for other places, it is ordinary people.Farmers, little beggars, little hunters, everything that one expects to find.

The sect of cultivating immortals is no different than others, as long as you have the qualifications, no matter who you are, it is possible to accept it.

Soon, there was movement in the sky.Under the surprised eyes of everyone, a treasure ship was half hidden and half visible in midair.

A ray of light descended from the sky, as if connecting the sky and the earth.

A conical roof suddenly appeared, standing in the center of the martial arts arena.No one knows how many steps it has.I only know how to look at it at a glance, but I can't see clearly.

"Okay, let's try all of them!" Words came from the sky, and a group of people cheered and shouted, and went to the rooftop under the command of some adults.

The students from the martial arts school and the literature school did not step forward, they will be on stage last.

Because the masters said: "Look at it first, and sum up your experience, lest you can't pass a step."

It is very common to be unable to pass even one step. Look at the stage, many young girls and boys were swept down just as they stood on the steps.Some people don't believe in evil, try again and again, but still can't stand up.

There are quite a few people who have passed the first step, but they all fell down halfway, and not one person has walked more than half the distance.

After walking half of the journey, although he couldn't join the Xiuxian sect, he could still enter the Jianghu sect.

After half an hour, the first climber appeared.

It was a peasant girl, wearing patched but very clean clothes, and her eyes were full of spirituality.Unlike others, she more or less stopped on each step, but went up to the top in one go.

"Children's heart, good, good." In mid-air, someone praised. "Little girl, tell me, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhao Xiaoya." The girl replied.

"Zhao Xiaoya, I've made a note. Come on, take this, go down and pack your things, and then sit aside and wait for the end."

As soon as the words fell, a round white jade pendant fell from the sky and fell into the arms of the girl.

The girl smiled, thanked her, and happily walked down the roof.

The second to reach the top was a little beggar who looked as if he had gone through a lot of trouble to get up.His face was as white as paper, he was sweating profusely, and he was panting like a cow.

The immortal cultivator in mid-air asked his name, and he said that others called him a little beggar.

The immortal cultivator was silent and asked him to make one himself.

The little beggar thought for a while, then said nervously, "I want to be called Baby Ni, can I?"

The immortal cultivator responded and asked again: "You are a girl, right?"

The little beggar nodded, yes.

A jade pendant that was the same as Zhao Xiaoya fell into the hand of the little beggar, and then the little beggar was picked up by the people from the martial arts school and washed up.

In the following time, no one climbed to the top.And the immortal cultivators above are not in a hurry.

It is worth mentioning that some people broke down and cried loudly after the test, and some people took the opportunity to make trouble and were dealt with by the masters of the martial arts school.

Looking at the skilled movements of the masters, one can tell that they have experienced this kind of thing.

The rest of the people played the test, and it was the turn of the students of the Civil and Military Academy.

Unlike those ordinary people, the students were tested one by one, not in a crowd.

The students in the civil and military schools are either well-off at home, or they are naturally talented.Moreover, after eight years of study and hard work.Therefore, the probability of reaching the top is very high.

There are more than 100 people in the Literature Hall, most of them have passed halfway, and three people have successfully reached the top.Except for going to the sect of cultivating immortals, the rest will continue to study, take the imperial examination to become a scholar, and enter the court as an official.

After the test in the Literature Hall, it was the turn of the Wu Academy, and Chen Haoyi was the first to bear the brunt.

Watching the last student from the Literature Hall come down the stage, Chen Haoyi strolled up with a black lacquered and silver sword box on his back.

The first step is full of gold, silver and jewels.

Chen Haoyi glanced at the gold, silver and jewelry, took the sword case from behind, and opened it.

Chen Haoyi touched something lightly, and the surface of the sword case opened.

A thin layer of wood was lifted, revealing a wooden sword without a sheath, which was held in the palm of Chen Haoyi.

Closing the sword box and carrying it back on his back, Chen Haoyi slashed away with a sword and walked up to the second step.

The beautiful woman came slowly and smiled at Chen Haoyi.

Chen Haoyi remained unmoved, pierced his heart with a sword, walked over the body of a beautiful woman and walked up to the third step.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court." An internal official appeared and said respectfully to Chen Haoyi.

Chen Haoyi walked up to the fourth step without squinting, and the internal officer was broken by the wooden sword.

Countless delicacies were placed on the table, and the tantalizing aroma tempted Chen Haoyi.

Chen Haoyi stabbed one at a time and stepped up to the fifth step.

The soft music came from the sky, making people drowsy.

Chen Haoyi frowned, and the tip of the wooden sword slashed across the ground, making a deep sound.One step and you reach the sixth step.

Since then, the test of greed for wealth, sex, fame, food, and sleep has been passed safely.

There were bandits who attacked, burned, killed, looted and tortured, and killed them with a single sword.

There are monsters who are confused, and people in the world are foolish, and they will be killed with a single sword.

Someone insults and swears, and cuts them off with a single sword.

On the ninth step, Chen Haoyi watched the unknown person cut off the sword in his hand.

Chen Haoyi was neither angry nor angry, and confronted the enemy with his broken sword, stepping up to the tenth step.

No, there is no tenth step, Chen Haoyi has already reached the top.Looking at the wooden sword in his hand, it was intact.

It looks like a lot of steps, but the number is unclear, but there are actually only nine.

"Are you practicing sword?" came the voice of the immortal cultivator.

"Yes," Chen Haoyi stood at the top, holding the wooden sword, and replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"What a delicate sword box. It doesn't look big, but it can hold thirteen swords." The immortal cultivator asked: "Except for that brand new gloomy wooden sword, you seem to have used them all."

"Twelve years of swordsmanship, I never slack off for a single day." Chen Haoyi said firmly.

The immortal cultivator said a few good words, asked Chen Haoyi's name, and gave Chen Haoyi a round white jade pendant.

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