Xu Qingqing returned to his residence from the Sword Palace an hour later.
Her face was as cold as ice, and her chest was still rising and falling violently, as if she had just had a heated argument.
She flew over Lin Beichen's hut and looked down, but she didn't see Lin Beichen's figure. Instead, she saw a few broken trees. She captured the photo from the sky and the tree trunks flew in front of her. If she looked closely, she saw that the broken parts were as smooth as
Mirror, I can't help but feel surprised.
"Lin Beichen has a good sword in his hand!" She only thought that Lin Beichen had a sword of excellent quality in his hand to make such a smooth cut.
"I gave him the Sword Sutra in the hope that he wouldn't run around like yesterday. Why didn't he practice well and disappeared again?"
Lin Beichen mastered the swordsmanship in the Blood Wave Sword Classic after a little practice. He felt that he had gained something again, but the gain was not too big, so he went to the Sword Scripture Hall again, intending to strike while the iron was hot and read a few more Sword Scriptures in order to improve his skills.
Improve yourself as quickly as possible in a short period of time.
In the next three days, Lin Beichen took root in the Sword Scripture Hall, almost to the point of obsession, constantly flipping through the Sword Scriptures and never leaving again.
Three days passed by in a flash, and soon it was the day of the sect competition.
Such a sect competition is held every three months in order to examine the progress of the sect's disciples in cultivation, encourage the disciples to work hard in cultivation, and at the same time identify talents for cultivation.
The selection of outer disciples takes place every three years.
This day is also the busiest time in the entire Yunxiao Sword Sect, second only to the selection of outer disciples.
All disciples who are practicing in the small world will come out of seclusion unless it is for urgent reasons.
As soon as it dawned that day, Lin Beichen got up and walked out of the hut and went straight to the Sword Palace.
When Lin Beichen arrived outside the Sword Palace, there were already hundreds of monks here, gathering in twos and threes, talking and laughing with each other.
Lin Beichen seemed a little lonely standing here. It wouldn't matter if he didn't know anyone. From time to time, hostile eyes would be cast towards him, which made him feel that he was rejected by the entire Yunxiao Sword Sect's disciples.
More and more disciples gathered outside the Sword Palace.
In the end there were about 6,000 people.
This was the first time Lin Beichen saw so many monks gathered together.
Most of them are human race, and there are also a few demon monks. The number of ghosts and immortals like Lin Beichen is extremely rare, and most of them are not gregarious.
The lowest cultivation level of these monks is also the foundation level, while the ghosts and immortals are all at the first and second levels. Standing among the fourth-level ghosts and immortals like Lin Beichen is like a chicken standing among a group of cranes, surrounded by beings that are too high to reach the top.
Lin Beichen even felt that breathing was very depressed.
Fortunately, there are no elders in the realm of pill formation here, otherwise Lin Beichen's sense of oppression would be even more intense.
When there were few people at first, Lin Beichen could still see the cultivation and moral character of some people. By the time the number of people around exceeded 200, the hell system would have been confused and no more information would pop up.
Lin Beichen discovered that compared to the immortal sects outside, the swordsmanship disciples who practiced in the sect had relatively clean Yin virtues, and some even had positive Yin virtues but no negative Yin virtues.
There are also scum among them. Lin Beichen saw a big, thick, black-faced guy with a virtuous score of -368. If he didn't think he couldn't beat him, Lin Beichen would have wanted to kill him!
Lin Beichen has figured out the so-called trial situation in the past few days.
The Yunxiao Sword Sect's trial levels are divided into three levels: mountain-opening, earth-opening, and sky-cutting. Each level is further divided into levels one to ten.
The foundation building stage is probably the mountain building stage, and Dang Nantian is at this level.
The Dan-forming stage corresponds to the earth-opening stage, and the Nascent Soul stage corresponds to the sky-cutting stage.
Every time a monk improves a level, he can get corresponding rewards.
In terms of rewards, Yunxiao Sword Sect is never stingy. As long as the disciples in the sect have enough potential, there is basically no need to worry about resources not being able to keep up.
Yunxiao Sword Sect is very stingy towards those useless disciples and will not invest any extra resources on these monks.
It is said that after every competition, disciples who did not fare well were expelled from the sect.
It can be said that it is absolutely impossible to make a living in the Yunxiao Sword Sect!
Competition here is extremely fierce.
Originally, Lin Beichen came to Yunxiao Sword Sect because he felt that he could not use his skills in the officialdom. After all, a boxer like him could not adapt to that kind of intrigue environment.
When he arrived at a place like Yunxiao Sword Sect, where competition was extremely fierce, Lin Beichen really felt very relaxed and comfortable. It was no different from when he was in the boxing ring, and it all depended on his strength.
If you have strength and resources, you don’t have to worry too much about whether you have a good father!
Even an elder's daughter like Han Shui would not dare to make a mistake as long as her strength did not surpass Ya Qing's. But after Ya Qing's strength failed to match Han Shui's, she could only give in at every turn.
Lin Beichen was thinking when he felt someone approaching him, and he knew it was Yaqing without turning his head.
Yaqing sighed: "It would be great if Kuxin was still here!"
Lin Beichen really wanted to release Ku Xin, but of course this was just a thought, at least he couldn't do it now.
"He will come back sooner or later!"
Yao Qing sighed: "Yes, I buried his ashes next to the sword tomb, so it's considered home!"
"Twenty years have passed. I originally thought that everything in the sect would be the same as before I left. Unexpectedly, many of my former friends are now strangers. In fact, they are not strangers at all. Their current cultivation levels are far beyond
Me, maybe I'm just ashamed of myself and can't get close to them anymore."
Lin Beichen turned his head and glanced at Yaqing: "It seems you are lonely too!"
Yao Qing smiled: "The path of cultivating immortals has always been lonely. We sword cultivators usually practice in our own small world. The small world is actually our home. Unfortunately, I have a home that I can't go back to, and I don't know.
How's the situation at home?"
“How do you get them to give your little world back to you?”
Yao Qing said helplessly: "As long as I can confirm your identity as Lin Nifeng, the punishment on me will be completely lifted, and everything I lost will be back in my hands."
Lin Beichen regretted a little, he shouldn't have asked this boring question.
But he continued to ask: "What if I'm not?"
Yao Qing smiled bitterly and said: "If you are not, it means that my mission has not been completed. I will be expelled from the Sword Sect at the same time that you are found to be not Lin Nifeng until I find the reincarnation of the real Uncle Lin!"
"However, if you are not the one, I will not look for it anymore. The world is so big that I can't find it at all! In another year or two, my cultivation will pass the best time to improve my level, and I will have to stay there in the future.
In the early stage of foundation building, even if you return to the sect, you will gradually be eliminated. I think I will find a mountain village to live in and be the protector of the village for the rest of my life!"
"Where are your friends and relatives in your little world?"
"We have no choice but to let them fend for themselves! It's a pity that our Crow clan has come to an end with me!"
Yao Qing spoke calmly, but there was a sad look in her eyes. It was obvious that some things were beyond her control. Even if she tried her best, she couldn't do anything.
There was a complicated look in Lin Beichen's eyes.
At this time, the door of the Sword Palace opened, and all the monks began to enter the Sword Palace.
Lin Beichen said: "I remember that as long as I get to the top three in the early stage of foundation building, I can ask for anything from the sect."
Yao Qing smiled: "Those are the top three. My practice has been stagnant for twenty years. Let alone the top ten, there are about four thousand disciples in the early stage of foundation building in the sect. There are at least more than three thousand who are here today. I? Even so.