I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

After the black-faced man finished speaking, the young man said disdainfully: "Didn't you say that all things are equal in the way of cultivating immortals? We are a little short now and we will not lose to them in the future."

"Hehe, I hear such ridiculous words every year." The black-faced man walked towards the boy, grabbed his sign and said, "You have been eliminated, let's go."

"I..." The boy didn't expect the big man to be so unreasonable, his face flushed red with anger and he was about to cry.

The people next to him looked at him, and those who wanted to speak were stopped by others and shook their heads.

"Go, whoever falls behind will leave automatically!" The black-faced man waved his hand, and he actually slapped a speeding talisman on his leg and started running.

"Oh, I don't have a speed talisman, someone can lend me some." Someone yelled, but at this moment everyone was looking out for themselves, who would have such kindness.

Because Han Wenye wanted to run away, he still prepared some, and immediately slapped it on his leg and started running.

The speed running talisman is to make people run faster, but it also consumes aura accordingly.

The black-faced man ran for half a day, and after he called to stop, the people behind him almost lay down on their backs.

"Don't lie down, go fetch water, who can cook?" the black-faced man shouted.

Han Wenye didn't make a sound, he chose to go out to fetch water.

After they had a brief meal, they caught up with the two of them one after another, but when they arrived, Han Wenye and his group were about to leave.

"No, I can't hold on anymore." After the two of them finished speaking, the tokens in their hands turned into ashes.

"Go." The black-faced man wanted to run again.

"Hey, can't we just leave us like this?" The two shouted in a panic. Maybe such a barren mountain hides terrible monsters.

"May you be blessed!" The black-faced man threw down a map for the two of them, and then started running with his head buried.

This time, he didn't stop running until night, but Han Wenye found that his speed had dropped a lot, but running such a long distance, even if he had some knowledge in sword repair, he was tossed and hurt every step of the way.

"Hei Lian, why are you so slow?" Finally, he arrived at a fire, and there was a carriage parked beside the fire, obviously the people who had left in the carriage before.

"I can't help it. It's not as good as one class now." The black-faced man wiped his sweat and asked the people behind him to fetch water and continue cooking.

"Choose two people to come over and beat my shoulders." The round-faced brother who came by car shouted, the black-faced man glared and nodded two people to come over and beat the round-faced brother's shoulders.

"We came here to cultivate immortality, why are we acting like slaves?" The person who went out to fetch water couldn't help complaining.

"Keep your voice down, it won't be good if you hear it." Someone nearby shouted hastily.

Everyone prepared the food in silence, only to find out that there are also rules for eating, the brothers eat first, followed by the people in the carriage, and then the leftovers are theirs.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I overturned your rice cooker, why don't you get some more yourself?" The brocade-clothed boy looked so arrogant that he kicked Han Wenye's and the others' cooker on purpose.

"Don't bully people too much!" Someone shouted uncontrollably, and punched him.

The young man in brocade clothes threw out a talisman, and with a bang, a ball of fire exploded on the man, who immediately screamed.

Han Wenye raised his hand and brought a ball of water to put out the fire on the man.

"What's your name? You're quite courageous." The young man in brocade clothes looked at Han Wenye and asked.

"Han Wenye." Han Wenye looked at the boy indifferently, turned around and sat on the side, and didn't need to eat.

"Okay, you wait for me, young master!" The young man in brocade clothes shouted, then turned and left.

The black-faced man glanced at Han Wenye, he frowned, but didn't say anything.

"Let's go." After opening his eyes, the black-faced man urged him to leave again.

"Let's go first, you idiots~" The young man in brocade clothes yelled arrogantly while sitting in the carriage, and there was a burst of laughter in the carriage, followed by the carriage and disappeared.

"Okay, don't look at it, my sister is married to one of our peak masters in the golden core stage, if you provoke him again, I can't keep you." The black-faced man finished speaking and glanced at Han Wenye.

Han Wenye said nothing coldly.

"Go." The black-faced man said to go again. This time he didn't use the speed talisman, but he started to climb the mountain with him. The steps in the deep mountains and dense forests were difficult, and he even had to be careful not to be attacked by monsters.

Especially at night, when some people go out for convenience, they are snatched away by monsters.

"I've said it before, don't walk around alone at night!" The black-faced man cursed in a suppressed voice, and led the crowd away again.

After passing through the dense forest and seeing the stone steps, the black-faced man let out a sigh of relief and said, "Go up the steps, those who arrive before dark can still be disciples of the outer sect, and those who arrive after dark You can only be a handyman, let's go!"

After the black-faced man's voice fell, everyone walked forward quickly.

"I haven't asked my brother's name yet." Han Wenye stopped and looked at the black-faced man and asked.

The black-faced man twitched his lips and said, "It's been three years, and no one has asked me for a name. You are the first one, but it's a pity that you are a prick."

"I'm quite disciplined." Han Wenye said helplessly.

"Okay, your kid's eyes make me look restless, hurry up, and when you become an outer disciple, you can go to Jianlu to find Liu Jingwu, and then maybe I can help you find a good sword to use. "The black-faced man said with a smile.

Han Wenye cupped his hands, then walked up the stone steps.

The stone steps are naturally too long for people to see the end, but because they were led by a black-faced man for a few days before, it is bearable that it is more difficult to walk now.

Han Wenye gritted his teeth and walked up without stopping. On the way, he found that the stone statues on both sides of the steps would emit auras of different attributes.

The less the spiritual root, the faster the absorbed spiritual energy will be transformed, and the easier it will be to walk, and those with more spiritual roots will spend a lot of energy in order to sort out the spiritual energy.

Even sometimes too much collateral aura will interfere with their speed of travel.

"Is this talent?" Han Wenye gritted his teeth and saw a young man who was smaller than him trotting towards the mountain, and even yelled in surprise when he was running, his cultivation level had risen by one level!

"!!" Han Wen wildly gritted his teeth and chased after him, but he walked more and more difficultly. When the setting sun filled the steps, Han Wenye finally reached a platform.

There are four passages on the Sifang platform, and people are constantly walking up, most of them are pale and look like they are struggling.

"Stand over here." Someone shouted for Han Wenye to stand in line.

Han Wenye found that their side was still the one with a large number of people, and there were more and more people.

As for the people on the left side, there were only about twenty people in the end.

"Don't look at other people, they are all disciples who are destined by the inner sect, we can't compare with them." The person next to him said.

Han Wenye smiled. He turned his eyes and saw a standing stone statue on the platform. The stone statue looked like a sword repairman, and he began to slowly demonstrate his sword moves.

"Look, this is the basic sword technique of our school, the Spring Water Sword. Let's see what you can feel." A senior brother called out, asking everyone to rest and look at it.

Han Wenye looked over intently, and found that this sword style should be a super simplified version of Chunshui Wuji Sword, but this kind of sword style is more suitable for people like him who are laying the foundation.

Han Wenye stared at it for an hour, and opened his eyes when he heard a clear drink.

"It's getting dark, let's go!" The brother said, and then activated the formation. Han Wenye and others found that the entire platform was slowly rising and flew towards the sky.

Someone yelled in fear, but fortunately, the platform rose very smoothly, so it was only a little scary at the beginning.

"Bang." Finally, the platform was safely docked with a wide stone step. Han Wenye looked up at this time, only to realize that he had just arrived in front of the gate of the Zhengxuan sect.

"Sure enough, it's the world of cultivating immortals. It's really extraordinary." Han Wenye sighed inwardly, and followed the crowd towards the inside.

They were arranged in a row of small houses, and it was agreed that they were not allowed to move around. Some senior brothers would come over and give them the robes of the sect and explain what they were going to do.

Han Wenye and the three of them squeezed into a small house. No matter what, everyone had entered the door. Although they were tired, they were also excited.

Han Wenye didn't say much, just exchanged some pleasantries, and closed his eyes to rest.

After waking up the next morning, the senior brother gave them robes to change into, and gave each of them a sword for them to practice swords.

Han Wenye didn't know until he followed him, and he had to test his talent for sword practice.

"I know it's not that simple." Han Wenye said something in his heart, and he started to practice. The brother who taught them the sword also praised Han Wenye for his talent, and he estimated that he would be assigned to the sword hall in three days.

The sword hall is a training place shared by inner and outer disciples. Everyone has to learn from the basics, but inner disciples will have senior brothers and even masters to teach them, so the starting point is very different.

Han Wenye was also very happy to be praised, and everyone in the room congratulated him.

Although the Korean wild face is not obvious, it is still a little happy.

Three days later, when the allocation of places began, Han Wenye discovered that many outer disciples were also responsible for many other chores besides practicing swords.

Those who can enter the sword hall to practice cleanly are already regarded as outstanding among the outer disciples.

"Han Wenye!" The brother shouted, and Han Wenye walked over nervously.

"Yaotian." After the senior brother finished speaking, Han Wenye was stunned for a moment, and some people started to discuss later. Everyone knew Han Wenye's performance in the past three days. I thought he would enter the training hall steadily, but I didn't expect to be assigned to the training hall. The most remote medicine fields.

The medicine field needs to be carefully taken care of, which takes a lot of time, and the medicine field also bears a lot of responsibility, except for mistakes, it will be punished heavily.

In this way, there are really not many times when one can practice swordsmanship and Taoism.

"Did you offend someone?" The people in the room looked sympathetically at Han Wenye who was packing up and going to the medicine field and asked.