In front of the mountain gate, the city lord dismounted and walked up the mountain. Although he was pulling Shi Jue, his speed was not slow. Shi Jue only felt that his feet had not touched the ground, as if they were flying in the air. At first, he was so scared that he closed his eyes.
He opened his eyes and quickly looked at the surrounding environment curiously. In an instant, they had reached the mountainside.
The mist here is lingering, and the ancient trees are towering. It is as beautiful as a fairyland. A huge square appears in front of you, surrounded by many houses hidden in the woods.
The city lord stopped. Several people who were practicing swordsman came over and shouted respectfully: "Uncle Master!"
"You send this child to the outer gate to arrange registration," the city lord said.
"Yes, uncle." one of the oldest said.
Shi Jue only felt a blur before his eyes, and the figure of the city lord had disappeared on the winding stone road. So fast, was he a god? Shi Jue stared blankly.
"Who is this person? Uncle Lao brought him up personally?" asked the youngest.
"It must not be simple! There is a background!" said a fat man.
"Yes, if my uncle can take him to the mountain in person, he must have a good background. Or he must be a very talented person."
"Don't talk about it!" said the leader: "I will take him to settle down, and you can continue to practice swordsmanship!"
…
Shi Jue was soon brought to a house.
"Junior Brother Rongxuan, why do you have time to come to our place?" asked a disciple in his thirties.
"Second Master Uncle asked me to bring him to Luojiao." Rong Xuan pointed at Shi Jue and said.
"Second Master Uncle? Did he bring it?" the disciple asked curiously.
"Yes, it seems that the second uncle was very anxious. After handing him over to me, he went to the main peak." Rong Xuan said.
"Okay, give him to me. Go and do your work." The disciple said.
"Junior brother, come here." The disciple waved to Shi Jue and said, "My name is Zhou Tianyou."
"God bless you, senior brother." Shi Jue said respectfully.
"Come on, let's go through the naturalization procedures." Zhou Tianyou sat down and said, "Name..."
Registration is a kind of registration for disciples, and it can also be regarded as an entry procedure. However, according to the requirements of Longquan Continent, once you register in a sect, you will go to the holy church to register and become an official disciple of this sect.
This person's fate is tightly tied to this sect.
As long as the children of ordinary families can enroll in a sect, they will reach the sky in one step. But for the children of big nobles and big families, they will be very cautious when choosing to enroll in a sect, hoping to enter a better and stronger sect. This is not only
Issues related to training resources are also related to issues of life and death.
Once a small sect is annexed by others, the disciples will become water without a source. They can only become scattered warriors and live a wandering life. Moreover, they may be involved in the sect and be hunted down by hostile sects.
This is also the reason why it is very difficult for low-level small sects to survive and develop. Disciples with good qualifications will not give priority to these low-level small sects.
A person only has one chance to register, and no one can change it. Therefore, anyone with a little talent will climb to higher places. But Shi has no choice. For him, as long as he can have food to eat and a place to sleep, he is satisfied.
And he doesn’t understand this either, so how could he choose?
"Shi Jue." Shi Jue said.
"Age? Time of birth."
"Eleven years old. I don't know when I was born." He didn't know his birthday either, only his age.
"I will give you the birth month of December. You will be ten years old this month. Domicile?" Tianyou had no choice but to say. Try to fill in his age as small as possible.
"I have no place to live, I'm just a little beggar." Shi Jue said truthfully.
"Beggar?" Tianyou's expression changed. Why did the second uncle bring a little beggar here? Could it be that this man has extraordinary talent?
"Junior brother, have you ever practiced martial arts?" Tianyou asked again.
Shi Jue shook his head and said, "Practice martial arts? What are you doing?"
"Have you ever practiced swordsmanship?" Tianyou asked in disappointment, pointing to the sword at his waist.
"No." Shi Jue shook his head.
There is no way out in this world for people who are poor in literature and rich in martial arts. Being an actor, a fortune teller, a storyteller... practicing martial arts is the way to go. The most important thing in practicing martial arts is the foundation. The best age to lay a good foundation is between two and
Three years old. Then he uses a lot of medicinal materials to train his body and spends a lot of time training. These are astronomical expenses.
Ordinary families cannot guarantee this expenditure. This is why the world regards the poor as useless, because the poor can only remain poor forever, and they will never be able to turn over. To change their destiny, the only way is to desperately save money to prepare for future generations.
The basics start from small sects.
A sect will hold a selection competition every two years, and those children from rich families will participate in the selection competition of the sect they hope to enter. Just think about it, a child without foundation will not be able to compete with him even if he has learned a few martial arts skills.
These children who have a solid foundation and have studied systematically compete.
For Shi Jue, being able to enter the Juejian Sect is lucky, but it is also sad. He has lost the best age to lay a solid foundation. No matter how hard he works, it will be difficult to catch up. And a person who has never held a sword before
How do people face those junior brothers and sisters who have been selected?
This is why the city lord said that whether he can achieve success depends on his luck. But no matter how bad he is, as long as he is a disciple of the Juejian Sect, as long as the Juejian Sect exists for one day, he can at least live a life like a human being. Of course.
In this world where strength is the most important thing, you will never be able to bear the grievances.
"Who's at home?"
"I am an orphan. My adoptive father passed away more than a year ago." Shi Jue answered truthfully.
"Now let me tell you about the history of Juejian Sect." Tianyou said: "The founder of Juejian Sect is a holy swordsman..." Tianyou talked about the history of Juejian Sect for half an hour, Shi Jue listened.
It's hard to understand but seem to understand.
"Okay, I'll take you to change clothes. From now on, you officially belong to the Juejian Sect. The rise and fall of the Juejian Sect is closely related to you. I hope you can work hard to practice swordsmanship and one day be able to shine in our Juejian Sect.
." Tianyou said as if he was endorsing.
Shi Jue didn't understand this yet. He just kept nodding and followed Tianyou in the other direction.
The Juejian Sect has uniform clothing. A green shirt is the symbol of the Juejian Sect. Putting on the new clothes, Shi Jue became refined and naturally exuded a sense of arrogance.
"This is your sword." Tianyou took a sword and handed it to Shi Jue. It was more like a dagger than a sword. This was a small dagger specially customized for their age. Shi Jue didn't know what to do with it in his hand.
At a loss.
Tianyou shook his head, hung it on his waist and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the outer door."
…
At the top of Juejian Peak, there is a very ancient hall. This building is as old as Juejian Gate.
"Father." Li Weizhong walked into the hall and called to the old man who was practicing.
"Zhong'er, what's so urgent?" the old man opened his eyes and asked. This old man is Li Xiong, the master of Juejian Sect.
"Lao Wu's secret message was delivered to us through a little beggar." Li Weizhong handed Li Xiong the bamboo tube brought by Shi Jue and said.
"It belongs to Lao Wu and has not been touched." Li Xiong looked at the secret document and said, "Is the person who sent the letter reliable?"
"There should be no problem." Li Weizhong said.
"What!" Li Xiong, who had received the secret letter, stood up excitedly and said, "Heaven is going to destroy our Juejian Sect!"
"What happened?" Li Weizhong asked anxiously.
"The four major sects have already infiltrated our Juejian Sect a year ago. All attack personnel are in place. And they also invited an emperor-level master to hold down the formation." Li Xiong said blankly: "Emperor-level masters, we
There is no single enemy in the Juejian Sect!”
"Let's go clean up the spies right away!" Li Weizhong stood up and said.
"It's useless. They have been planning for so long. They must be hiding somewhere we can't find." Li Xiong shook his head and said.
"What should we do?" Li Weizhong asked hurriedly.
"In order to avoid casualties, we have to disband the sect in advance." Li Xiong sighed and said, "The purpose of Lao Wu risking his life to spread the information is to make us prepare for this."
"Father, don't we have any other options?" Li Weizhong asked anxiously.
"There is no other way." Li Xiong shook his head and said.
"We can make a request to the Holy Gate!"
"Holy Sect? They will only care about the bloodthirsty thugs, the warriors who rape, plunder, and practice magic arts. It is impossible for them to care about the disputes between sects and the country."
"You can ask Xiaoyaomen to help mediate."
"You cannot intervene in sect disputes beyond your level. This is the rule of the Holy Mountain. What's more, we can't find them."