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Chapter 488: Natural Sword Bone

On the sports square, talent testing is still going on.

The picture scroll in Zhang Yunshan's hand is called Sword Picture.

The sword diagram contains a trace of charm inherited from the Wanjian Sect to the Sword Tomb.

Talented people, after seeing a sword picture, will be able to resonate with the charm contained in the picture if they look at it a few more times.

To be honest, the method of cultivating immortals passed down by Wanjian Sect actually has no age limit.

It's just that for people who are too old, the worldly atmosphere is too strong and their thoughts are too complicated.

It is almost impossible for such a person to be recognized by Jianzhong and resonate with Jiantu.

On the contrary, young people have simple minds and do not understand anything. They are like a blank sheet of paper that can be freely shaped.

Only such people have a certain chance of possessing the talent of cultivating immortals and sensing the charm of the sword tomb contained in the sword diagram.

Unless people over the age of sixteen are not exposed to the world of mortals, even if they have talent, they have been completely destroyed.

Wanjian Sect has existed for countless years, and this is their experience.

It is for this reason that Zhang Yunshan conducts talent testing and limits the age to between three and sixteen years old.

In the first batch of children, no one with talent was detected. Although he was a little disappointed, he could still accept it.

After all, the talent for cultivating immortals is unique, and the group of children in front of them is only twenty or thirty people.

The testing time for each batch of children shall not exceed one minute.

Soon, more than an hour passed.

More than a thousand children have undergone talent testing.

It was still a zero egg, and not a single cultivator seedling was discovered. Zhang Yunshan finally couldn't sit still.

"Pause for a moment. This group of children who have just completed the test should not leave for the time being!"

With a dark face, Zhang Yunshan put away the sword in front of him and stood up.

After giving instructions to Yang Jin, he randomly selected a few children from the group of children who had just completed the test and called them in front of him.

"Do you know the words? Tell me, what do you know?" His eyes fell on an eleven or twelve-year-old boy and he asked in a deep voice.

"I knew 1, 2, 3, and 4 when I was three years old. I started studying in kindergarten at the age of four. I know not only Chinese and Chinese, but also English."

"On weekdays, I either play games or watch live broadcasts."

"The young lady inside is so beautiful. She keeps calling me little brother, asking me to paint rockets for her, and saying that she will marry me when I grow up."



At first, the boy was timid and couldn't let go.

But as he talked, when he talked about playing games and watching live broadcasts, he was in high spirits, and his energy immediately came up.

However, before he finished speaking, Zhang Yunshan, with a dark face, interrupted him and asked him to step aside.

Immediately afterwards, he called several other children over and questioned them carefully.

"I, Cao Nima, what new world do these children come from?"

"It's so small, but my mind is already so complicated."

"I don't see any of the simplicity that I should have. I know a lot of the messy things..."

With a face as black as the bottom of a pot, Zhang Yunshan had already begun to curse his mother in his heart.

It is indeed true that the talent for cultivating immortals is unique among ten thousand.

But the city in front of me comes from the New World. The people living here have never tested their talents or undergone any screening.

Although he didn't say it clearly, Zhang Yunshan always felt in his heart that there should be a good chance of discovering some good immortal cultivators here.

But now, the result is like this. The big kid's thoughts are already mixed...

At this moment, he really couldn't complain and didn't know what to say.

Yang Jin and others who were with him also looked helpless and looked at each other after seeing this scene.

On this mission, the more immortal seedlings they search for when they come here, the more powerful they will be when they return to the sect.

If they really can't find anyone with the talent to cultivate immortals, they won't know how to interact with each other after returning to the sect!

After all, if such a result occurs, no matter what the reason is, the senior leaders of the sect will definitely have opinions on them, thinking that they are perfunctory and not doing their job conscientiously.

"Uncle Master, do you still need to continue the talent test?"

Several people stared at each other for a while, then the female disciple opened her mouth and asked tentatively.

"Go on!"

Weakly, Zhang Yunshan waved his hand: "These children may have mixed thoughts, but no matter whether they can find the seedlings of cultivating immortals among them, things always have a beginning and an end, so let's finish them!"

Having said this, he let out a long sigh, sat down cross-legged again, and opened the sword diagram in his hand.

Although the next talent test is still going on, the way Wan Jian Zong and others do things is obviously much more perfunctory than before.

They were no longer too lazy to arrange the children into a fan shape. After Yang Jin and the others led them to the open space in front of Zhang Yunshan, they directly asked them to look directly at the sword diagram.

In less than thirty seconds, the test was completed. Zhang Yunshan waved his hand and asked them to disperse.

In a small county like Liuyuan County, the number of children between the ages of three and sixteen is actually not very large, that is, about ten or twenty thousand.

After all, at that time, although the country had liberalized the two-child policy, it could not afford to buy a house, get married, or have children...

For people with no financial resources, it is difficult to find someone to marry, so how can they have one or two children?

Testing twenty or thirty people at a time, Zhang Yunshan and several others were busy.

In this world, there is still a distinction between day and night. Before you know it, the sun sets in the west and it is dusk.

The number of children who have completed testing has exceeded 10,000.

It's a pity that there are still zero eggs and immortal seedlings. For the time being, they still haven't seen any of them.

Another group of children were led to this open space.

Just like before, Zhang Yunshan opened the sword diagram and asked the children to turn their eyes to the sword diagram. At the same time, he glanced listlessly at the children in front of him.

When his eyes fell on a little girl of three or four who looked a little dull, his eyes shone brightly and he could no longer move his eyes.

The secret technique blessed his eyes. In his sight, on the jade pillow above the girl's head, a sword-shaped shadow the size of a little finger loomed, as if it was about to break through the barrier.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he lowered his head and stared at the sword diagram in front of him, taking a closer look.

He seemed to see the shadow of the sword tomb on the sword map.

At a certain location, a rusty three-foot long sword was shaking. At the same time, there were traces of purple light blooming from it.

"This is... Zixia Sword..."

"The sword bone is born, the Zixia sword moves, the Zixia sword that has been dormant for thousands of years is about to recognize its owner!"

With an excited look on his face, Zhang Yunshan couldn't control himself at all and screamed out in surprise.

As the most inherited treasure of the sect, there are countless spiritual swords and immortal swords buried in the sword tomb.

Those who are slightly talented and resonate with the sword sect can only use a certain sword as the target of visualization to practice themselves.

Those with extraordinary talents can make a certain sword recognize its owner, truly observe its charm, and practice for thousands of miles, as if there is divine help.

As far as Zhang Yunshan knows, there are only three true supreme divine swords in the Sword Tomb.

And this Zixia Sword is one of them.

Through the sword diagram, he confirmed again and again and determined that the sword that was constantly trembling and blooming with purple light was really probably the Queen of the Zixia Sword.

With a swipe, he stood up.

"Little girl, what's your name? Where are your parents? Where are they?" Walking up to the dull girl, Zhang Yunshan squatted down and asked with a kind face.

"My...my surname is Li, and grandma has always called me Erya."

"Grandma said that my parents went to a very far away place."

"I also want to go to kindergarten to study like other children."

"But grandma is getting old and can't make much money just by scavenging. She can't send me to kindergarten..."

A little shy, the little girl kept her head lowered.

Although she looked a little dull, her words were quite coherent.

"Reading and literacy is just a small problem."

"With your qualifications, if you join our Ten Thousand Swords Sect, you will be the true successor."

"Where is your grandma? Let her come over. I have something to talk to her about!" After listening to the little girl's words, Zhang Yunshan nodded and said.

"Uncle, grandma is over there!" Looking around, the little girl looked to the southeast.

She pointed at an old lady with white hair, a stooped figure, and looked extremely old, and said.

The Zixia sword moves and the natural sword bone represents what the inner disciples naturally know.

With a look of envy, he looked at the little girl in front of him. She had just finished speaking. Yang Jin and the female disciple had already rushed over and invited the old lady over.

"Boss, can I take my granddaughter away?"

"This child is pitiful. Two years ago, her parents rode a motorcycle and fell under the cliff..."

Holding a snakeskin bag, the old lady explained with fear on her face.

She has a rural registered permanent residence and does not have a pension. The national policy is good, and she has a pension of 100 yuan a month. Plus she earns some money by scavenging, she can barely survive.

As for the subsistence allowance, she had heard of it but had never seen it before.

During this time, she had no place to spend any money she had, and the scraps she picked up from scavenging could not be sold at all.

She and her granddaughter lived a very hard life without a meal.

"Old man, your granddaughter is extremely talented. She will directly enter our Wanjian Sect."

"As for you, we will arrange a place for you in the nearest city."

"If your granddaughter's true disciple's identity is confirmed, just wait and enjoy your blessings. By then, there will be absolutely no problem in inviting a large group of slaves to serve you!"

With a spring-like smile on his face, Zhang Yunshan smiled and explained to the old lady.

The position of a true disciple within the Wanjian Sect is higher than that of his inner sect deacon.

Naturally, he doesn't mind selling it well in front of the little girl's only relative.

"Ah..." After hearing Zhang Yunshan's words, the old lady was stunned on the spot.


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