Volume 1 The Son of Heaven's Sword Chapter 17 Testing Spiritual Roots
Sword Palace is located in the North District of the Imperial City and occupies a large area.
The main body is composed of magnificent domed buildings, made of white jade bricks, ten feet high, and looks like a giant's palace from a distance!
Outside the gate, hundreds of figures were waiting.
These people are all new disciples who passed the examination of the Sword Trial House this year.
Don't look at the fact that there are only two places in Yanmen Town, Yunque and Hanjiao, but there are more than a hundred towns like Yanmen Town in Yan State. With a few places in each town, a good number can be gathered.
Zhou Yuanliang was not waiting at the door. He was a swordsman from the South Campus and hid in the Sword Palace early in the morning.
"Marquis Yun!"
Hanjiao squeezed over to say hello, unable to hide her envy and said: "You are indeed safe and sound, the Mu family is really amazing."
Mujia?
Yun Que was stunned for a moment.
After learning that Han Jiao had gone to Mu's house yesterday to ask for help, he finally knew why the heavily armored general he met outside the prison turned a blind eye to him and Zhou Yuanliang.
It turned out that the Mu family helped secretly.
At this time, the gate opened and crowds poured into the spacious square of the Sword Palace.
There are four figures standing in front of the square, representing the four courtyards in the southeast, northwest and northwest respectively.
Among them, the elder of the East Dean is a middle-aged scribe named Gu Shaoyang. He is gentle and gentle, but it is hard to tell how powerful he is, but there is a sparkle in his eyes.
The elder of Nanyuan is called Quan Yu. She is a plump middle-aged woman with a good temperament and a noble air.
The elder in the west dean is older, has a long beard and white hair, has a stern expression, and exudes an aura of majesty. He is the ancestor of the Chu family, Chu Chen.
Seeing the ancestor of the Chu family, Yun Que's expression did not change.
As an elder of the Sword Palace, Chu Chen must cherish feathers, and it is unlikely that he would personally avenge Chu Heng and Chu Xi, the two branch disciples who colluded with demons to harm human lives.
Even if you want to deal with yourself, you won't do it openly.
As for the intrigues in private, it's a big deal.
In the direction of the north courtyard, standing is senior sister Xue Ziyi.
Behind the elders of the other three deans, there were many disciples standing with their hands down. Behind Xue Ziyi were only Ma Yong and Niu Bucai, which looked particularly desolate.
Gu Shaoyang, the elder of the East Dean, looked around at the crowd and said loudly:
"Those who enter the Sword Palace are the disciples of the Sword Palace. They should take the sword as their heart and the sword as their foundation."
"If you have two minds, you will be killed by the sword!"
The majestic voice containing the spirit of the sword echoed in everyone's ears. People only felt solemn in body and mind, and did not dare to have any rebellious thoughts.
He even felt a sense of pilgrimage towards the majestic Sword Palace.
Gu Shaoyang nodded slightly with satisfaction and ordered:
"Deploy the formation and measure the spiritual roots!"
Four disciples of the Sword Palace came out, each holding a special magical weapon. When activated, it condensed into a strange mirror, as tall as one person, hanging in the air.
"Spirit Detection Realm! It is said that not only can spiritual roots be detected, but also several spiritual roots can be clearly identified."
"Single spiritual roots are the best, double spiritual roots are second, three spiritual roots are third, four spiritual roots and five spiritual roots are the worst. I hope I can be better than three spiritual roots!"
"Even the worst five spiritual roots are good! Only if you have spiritual roots can you become a swordsman. If you don't have spiritual roots, you can only be a sword servant for the rest of your life."
"I heard that there are more mysterious spiritual roots, but I don't know whether they are true or not."
Amid people's discussion and curiosity, the spiritual root test officially began.
The first person to be tested was a young man in blue.
He pressed his hand on the spirit detection realm, and after a few breaths, branch-like lines spread out on the mirror, with a total of three lines from top to bottom.
"Three spiritual roots!"
"so amazing!"
There were low shouts from the crowd.
The young man in blue had just retracted his hand, but before he could move his steps, he flew out as if being blown away by the strong wind!
When he woke up, he found himself in front of the elder of the west dean.
Chu Chen's tall figure looked down from a high position and asked in a loud voice: "Would you like to be my disciple?"
The young man in blue nodded hurriedly and bowed to pay homage.
Everyone has been arrested, and refusing is equivalent to offending an elder in the Dan Formation Realm. In this case, few people dare to object.
Chu Chen smiled with satisfaction and motioned to the young man in blue to retreat behind him.
His openly robbing behavior earned him disdainful glances and disdainful snorts from the elders of the two denominations in the southeast.
Xue Ziyi also wanted to express her dissatisfaction, but she didn't dare and watched helplessly as Elder Jiedan snatched the seedlings.
Fortunately, I accepted a junior fellow apprentice in advance yesterday, otherwise I would have returned empty-handed this year.
Xue Ziyi murmured in her heart, her eyes showing a little pride.
Then the second disciple came forward to test it and pressed the mirror with joy, but there was no movement.
The next person tested will no longer have spiritual roots.
It wasn't until more than twenty people were tested that the pattern of five spiritual roots appeared in the spirit testing realm.
Many new disciples who were eager to give it a try were poured cold water on them by the cruel reality.
Among the hundreds of new disciples present, most can only become the lowest level sword servants, and there are definitely not many who have spiritual roots.
Yun Que didn't have any mood swings.
He had known that he had no spiritual roots, so he had no hope for the results of spiritual root testing. He was just curious about whether his sword veins would trigger the spiritual testing realm.
While the other three deans were eagerly vying for disciples, a person walked beside Xue Ziyi.
She was a woman of similar age to her, with a pointed chin, a slightly elongated face, and an arrogant smile on her lips.
"I ran out in the middle of the night last night. I heard that I was looking for the treasure. Did you find it?"
The woman with a pointed chin covered her mouth with her hands and whispered in a strange tone: "Isn't it your senior sister Sichun who is looking for a man?"
"Qian Yuxiu, you fart!" Xue Ziyi glared angrily.
"Look, you are still so angry. You just need a man. Don't be embarrassed. Do you want me to help you find a few?" Qian Yuxiu covered her mouth and chuckled. The more annoyed the other party was, the more proud she became.
"Without bothering the Second Senior Sister of the West Campus, you'd better think about yourself." Xue Ziyi quickly calmed down, her voice cold.
"Our West Campus is full of talents and there are many strong men. Unlike your North Campus, where Yin is strong and Yang is declining, haha."
Qian Yuxiu covered her mouth and chuckled, then said: "Seeing that it's a sword fight again, what do you think, do you want to bet this year? You've been losing for seven years in a row."
"Bet! Of course, I will win this year!" Xue Ziyi was confident.
"How about we take a big one this year and bet on your Chenshuang Sword?" Qian Yuxiu said beguilingly.
"You'd better not even think about it." Xue Ziyi said coldly: "I can only use Master's magic weapon, but I have no right to own it."
"Then let's exchange for something else, let's just bet on your sword stone." Qian Yuxiu said disapprovingly: "If I lose, I'll get a Foundation Establishment Pill."
"Two foundation-building pills!" Xue Ziyi said bitterly.
"It's a deal! Before the Wanren Tower opens, remember to choose a new disciple who can fight best." Qian Yuxiu reminded.
"It doesn't take that long. I will tell you the candidate now. He is my new junior brother in the North Campus."
Following Xue Ziyi's slender fingers, Qian Yuxiu saw a handsome young man in white, with starry eyebrows and sharp eyes.
At this time, Yun Que was walking towards the spirit detection realm.
If he felt something, he turned around and saw Xue Ziyi pointing at him. He thought the senior sister was saying hello, so he raised his hand.
Then Yun Que pressed his fallen palm directly on the spirit detection realm.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
There was no movement on the surface of the spirit detection realm.
Xue Ziyi's confident look gradually dimmed until her eyes became dull and lifeless.
Ma Yong and Niu Bucai, two former swordsmen, opened their mouths in disbelief.
They saw it with their own eyes when the Sword Test Tower collapsed!
How could someone who has the ability to destroy the Sword Test Tower not even have spiritual roots?
"Sword Servant."
The disciple of the Sword Palace who was responsible for testing the spiritual roots signaled Yun Que to step aside and replace him with the next one.
Yun Que stepped back without any surprise and blended into the crowd.
At this moment, Xue Ziyi's heart was as gray as death.
The little junior brother she placed all her hopes on actually didn’t even have spiritual roots!
Let alone the revitalization of the North Campus, it is impossible to even become a swordsman. He can only be an ordinary unknown swordsman for the rest of his life.