Red light flashed, and a figure appeared in front of the two people as quickly as a ghost. The man was handsome, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He exuded a huge aura. His eyes swept over Han Bin, and then fell on Xia Hou
Tian said in a cold voice: "Xia Houtian, what I said before have turned a deaf ear to you?"
Although this man was wearing red clothes, the word "Wuji" embroidered on the chest of the clothes also had a gold edge. It could be seen that his status in the Wuji Sect was equal to that of Xia Houtian. There was just one thing that Han Bin couldn't figure out.
The word Wuji has a gold edge, which is obviously a symbol of status. Why are the colors of the clothes different? Is it like the Tianming Sect back then, which divided status and cultivation based on the color of the clothes?
Han Bin was puzzled, but what Xia Houtian said next made Han Bin suddenly understand.
There was no trace of respect in Xia Houtian's eyes. The look in his eyes was like that of peers talking to each other. He snorted coldly and said: "Zhang Xian, don't yell at me. I still can't understand your tricks."
Is that so? You won’t let me bring outside disciples, but you actually want to bring them into the sect yourself, and then expand the strength of your Feng Pavilion.”
Zhang Xian smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Yes, that's what I do, what can you do to me?" He paused and continued: "It's not that I look down on you, your Wutian Pavilion is really not that good.
Even if a disciple with good qualifications goes, don't expect to have a good future." After saying that, he looked at Han Bin and said: "Boy, follow me up the mountain, I will introduce you to the elders, even if you have average qualifications, you can enter the No Way Pavilion.
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Xia Houtian's face darkened, and he swung the folding fan in his hand suddenly, and a huge force surrounded his body. The clothes on his body billowed violently in the absence of wind, and a huge momentum moved him.
center, spreading to the surroundings. Xia Houtian stared at Zhang Xian, his eyes full of anger, and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Xian, don't compete with me for junior brother. If you really think you are powerful, let's have a competition, who loses?"
Just let him go up the mountain with whomever he wants."
Zhang Xian also hoped for this result, and he laughed and said: "Okay! I have just cultivated the powerless power to the seventh level, and your Wutian power is probably still stagnant at the sixth level! I want to see how good you are.
Awesome." As he said that, he patted the storage bag on his waist and pulled out a fiery red bronze mirror. He touched it on the bronze mirror, and the mirror immediately released a dazzling light and made a buzzing sound.
Xia Houtian moved his wrist, and saw the light flashing on the folding fan. The mountains, rivers and trees on the fan suddenly came to life. The most peculiar thing was the star map behind the fan. Countless stars squirmed rapidly. Every time they moved, they seemed to be arranged.
A strange formation, in just a moment, the starlight changed more than ten times.
Zhang Xian glanced at the folding fan and sneered: "The starlight fan is nothing more than that."
Xia Houtian showed no signs of weakness and said disdainfully: "Your magical powers are even worse in the Dragon Mirror."
The two of them glared at each other, just like children arguing. Han Bin saw this and smiled bitterly in his heart.
No matter how big a sect is, there will be fights, and there will be fights wherever there are people. This is a fact that can never be changed. Interests, everything is for interests. If there are no such so-called interests, everyone can get along peacefully. But this
Nothing can happen in this world without interests. Interests outweigh everything. Even brothers will quarrel because of interests.
Thinking of this, Han Bin took a deep breath. Seeing that it was not an option for the two of them to continue like this, he couldn't help but said: "Two senior brothers, let's do this! Let's solve this problem in the simplest way." He didn't want to dissuade him, but he could.
The two of them talked about a duel, but when it came time to fight, neither one made the first move. It was obvious that they were not prepared to do it for real. Or maybe, there were rules in the sect that made him afraid.
Zhang Xian glanced at Han Bin and said calmly: "What method?"
Han Bin took out a low-level spiritual stone from his storage bag, and saw a flash of light on the spiritual stone, and a word appeared on both sides at the same time. Han Bin moved his wrist and showed the words on the front and back to the two of them, then
Said: "The front side is the sky, and the back side is the earth. You two can choose one of them. Later, I will throw the spirit stone into the air and let it fall freely. Whoever chooses the side that lands on the ground, I will go up the mountain with him. How about that?"
Xia Houtian had no objection and said first: "Okay, I am a disciple of Wutian Pavilion, so I naturally choose the side of heaven."
Although Zhang Xian also wanted to choose that side, Xia Houtian had already chosen him, so he glared at him as acquiescence.
Han Bin threw the jade slip in his hand into the air, and when it reached the highest height, it slowly fell. During this period, no one cast spells or used their spiritual senses, because a little energy fluctuation would affect the falling of the jade slip.
Trajectory. The jade slips were flipping in the air. For a while, they were on the side of the sky, and for a while, they became the side of the earth.
After three breaths, the jade slip fell to the ground, with a muffled snapping sound, and everyone's eyes fell on it.
The side facing everyone is marked with the character "地".
Zhang Xian's face darkened, he glared at Han Bin and said, "You are cheating."
Xia Houtian took a quick step and stood in front of Han Bin, snorting coldly: "Zhang Xian, you are still a helpless senior brother. If you lose, you lose. Can't you still afford to lose? To be honest, I despise you a little.
, don’t lose your reputation in the sect because of this matter, when the time comes…”
Zhang Xian didn't wait for him to finish speaking, waved his sleeve angrily, and said solemnly: "Xia Houtian, you have the guts, I want to see how your Wutian Pavilion can fight with me a hundred years from now." After saying that, he stared.
Han Bin glanced at him, turned around and flew up the mountain. That last look seemed to tell Han Bin that you should take care of yourself.
Xia Houtian smiled coldly towards the direction Zhang Xian was leaving, and then said: "Junior brother Han, don't take it to heart, he is just like that. He thinks he is Master's disciple and must do his best in everything.
.No, the Wutian Pavilion I led just surpassed the
If you can't get past him, he will do whatever it takes to bring all the outside disciples under his sect. If it's normal, forget it, but when I meet you today, I feel that I am particularly destined. Even if you don't join the Wutian Pavilion led by me, you must not enter.
He led the people without mercy."
Han Bin smiled bitterly in his heart. He didn't expect that his decision just now would put him in an embarrassing situation. Wutian Pavilion and Fengfa Pavilion are obviously the two major departments of Wuji Sect. Now that he has offended Zhang Xian, if he offends Xia Houtian again, I'm afraid
It would be difficult to continue practicing in Wuji Sect. Although Xia Houtian's words just now were polite, Han Bin could tell that he actually wanted to enter Wutian Pavilion.
Thinking of this, Han Bin took a deep breath, cupped his fists and said, "Senior brother Xiahou, don't worry. If I am lucky enough to become an official disciple, I will definitely enter Wutian Pavilion."
Xia Houtian smiled slightly and said: "Junior brother Han, you don't have to tell me, as long as you don't enter the No Way Pavilion, you can go anywhere." After he finished speaking politely, he added: "Master only accepted four disciples in his life.
Zhang Xian and I are both. These four disciples, respectively
Leading one department, Zhang Xian’s Wutian Pavilion, my Wufa Pavilion, and the next two are Wuxiang Pavilion and Wuji Pavilion. The disciples of the four series have different practices and different spells. I can’t tell you these in detail for the time being. Wait until you become
After becoming a formal disciple, everything became clear."
While talking, the two of them came to the foot of the mountain climbing steps. Xia Houtian looked at the long steps and said: "If the monks who come to become apprentices do not hold the Wuji Order, it is not easy to climb up these steps. They must be very careful.
Kneel down every step of the way, over and over again, until you reach the top of the mountain."
There are thousands of steps and it doesn’t take long to walk up step by step.
After walking for about one stick of incense, I arrived at the top of the mountain. My eyes suddenly became brighter, and a huge square appeared in my sight. The square was entirely paved with white jade, and the sunlight shone on it, spreading out in the dots.
Aura, the clouds and mist around the square slowly drifted, and at first glance, the feeling of this fairyland's holy land was even stronger.
Xia Houtian smiled slightly, pointed to the huge square in front of him and said: "All disciples' pre-entry tests are completed here." He paused, shot a spell at the sky, and then said: "Junior Brother Han, you are here
Wait a moment, the elders will come soon."
Sure enough, just a few breaths later, there was a flash of light in the air, and an old man in green clothes appeared.
The old man looked to be in his fifties, with a kind appearance and a half-inch white beard. His eyes swept over Han Bin, then looked at Xia Houtian and asked, "Did you bring this person here?"
Xia Houtian clasped his fists and said, "Back to Elder Sun, this person is carrying the Wuji Ling. The junior happened to meet him when he was going down the mountain to collect medicinal materials, so he brought it himself."
Elder Sun obviously knew the purpose of Xia Houtian's bringing him here. He smiled slightly but said nothing more. He said to Han Bin: "Take out your Wuji Order!"
Han Bin patted the storage bag on his waist, took out the Wuji Order, and handed it to the other party.
After Elder Sun took the Wuji Order, he threw it into the air without even looking at it. Just when Han Bin was wondering why the old man did this, suddenly, the Wuji Order released a dazzling light, and the light flashed and disappeared.
Then, the two big characters Wuji appeared in the sky, and the characters flickered into two huge waves of energy, which merged into the surrounding formations.
Seeing this scene, Elder Sun continued: "There is no problem with the Wuji Order, but in recent years, too many monks have come with the Wuji Order, and most of them have been robbed." At this point,
, he paused, then changed the subject and said: "So, with the Wuji Order, although you can become a disciple, it is only a registered disciple. If you want to become a formal disciple, you must go through three tests. Do you dare to give it a try?"
His voice was not loud, but it carried a huge pressure. This pressure seemed invisible, and the energy contained in it was unimaginable. Han Bin suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe. However, since he had already come, Han Bin
Bin would never back down. He took a step forward suddenly, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Why don't you dare?"
The moment he sensed the pressure, Han Bin already understood that although it was said to be three levels, in fact, the test had already begun from the moment the pressure was released.
Elder Sun nodded with satisfaction and praised: "In the face of pressure, he is not afraid, reacts very quickly, and never retreats but advances."
These sixteen words seemed to have nothing to do with the test. After hearing this, Xia Houtian's eyes flashed with surprise.
Han Bin didn't know the meaning of these words, but Xia Houtian knew it all too well. He had seen countless monks who came to be apprentices. Under normal circumstances, Elder Sun just nodded and started to test. Even some with good qualifications
Disciples only use four words to praise him. Back then, when he entered the sect, the elder only said eight words.
If it weren't for the fact that the sect's internal test was not allowed to leak out, Xiahoutian would have doubted whether Han Bin had known how to test it for a long time. But in the blink of an eye, Xiahoutian felt that this was not possible. After all, the elders who came every time were different.
, the majesty released during questioning is also different. Even if you know how to test it in advance, it is useless. After all, this is just a trial before the test. The real test is yet to come. The next test cannot be faked at all, and there is no certain strength.
, even if you have great ability, you can't pass it.
Thinking of this, Xia Houtian looked at Han Bin, clenched his fists, and murmured in his heart: "Junior Brother Han, you must not fail in the next test..."