I am in the world of immortal cultivation, I am taming beasts and ascending

He first bowed respectfully at the feet of the Three Pure Ones. After the ceremony, he turned around and glanced at everyone with a majestic and sharp gaze.

"Since you have entered Yueyang Mountain, you must abide by the rules of Yueyang Mountain. Those who cannot learn the sword-controlling technique and the embodiment within three years, please leave the mountain on your own! Those who pass the test will be promoted to inner disciples!"

"Disciples will follow your teachings!" everyone added.

"come in!"

After the instructions, Lu Yuanshan's face was obviously no longer stern and his voice became much softer.

Disciples from Yueyang Mountain filed in. Although there were not many of them, it was obvious that they were all inner sect disciples.

Jiang Xingzhi was also in the crowd, standing beside Jiang Bai.

Seeing Liuyun, he made a face and winked at her secretly.

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In such a serious occasion, he still behaved in such an inappropriate manner.
The fact that Yueyang Mountain accepted him as an inner disciple shows that Yueyang Mountain is open to all and teaches everyone!

These inner disciples took out a jade token from their arms, which was exactly the same as those hanging on the beam.

"New disciples, please use your fingers as pens and your spirit as ink to carve your names on the jade plaque!" said Lu Yuanshan.

"If you fail after three years, please take this jade token down the mountain, and the relationship between master and disciple will be over!"

"Yes!" All the disciples gathered their spirits on their fingers and wrote on them.

Yueyang Mountain is surrounded by mountains with strange peaks and overlapping ridges, a mixture of wild and soft. The wild ones are like entrenched evil dragons, with sharp fangs and claws reaching deep into the hinterland, while the soft ones are like sleeping goddesses, graceful and beautiful!
Among these bizarre and varied peaks, there is a green peak that pierces the sky like a sharp sword, and this green peak is Yueyang Mountain.

At the top of the peak, a wooden and stone house with green tiles and red lacquer extends out. This house is still built according to the terrain. The stone cave is natural and perfectly combined with the wood!

It is called "Wanghai Pavilion"

Outside the pavilion, a tall and slender disciple stood quietly by the side, with a sword hanging from his waist. He had a calm temperament, and his handsome and gentle face exuded an air of maturity that did not belong to his age.

"Master, all the new disciples have arrived this year. Aren't you going to watch the ceremony?"

After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke. The teacher had been staying in the house for a year, not saying a word, keeping to himself, and ignoring everyone!
Inside the pavilion, a gray-haired old man stood quietly in front of a stone wall. On the stone wall, a red sword was embedded. Under the light, it seemed that blood was flowing.

The old man just stood there quietly, staring at the sword in front of him, as if he was in deep thought or reminiscing.

"Buzz~" The sword body vibrated and made a sound of argument.

The old man stretched out his withered hands and gently stroked the sword. This was the fifth time the sword had rang!

It has been silent for more than five hundred years, as if it was in deep sleep, losing its brilliance and falling into darkness!
But starting last year, it regained its brilliance, as bright as blood flowing...

"Master, I heard that we also received a Phoenix Spirit this year!"

He wanted to arouse the interest of the old man in the room.

But these words still couldn't shake the old man. He still stared silently like a sculpture. The sword gradually settled down and no longer made any sword sound.

The old man turned around to get the incense stick, blew it out gently, and when he was about to insert it into the incense burner, the sword clashed again and the sword body shook violently!
Even the entire stone wall and the entire altar were shaking.

"Master, are you okay?" The disciple outside the door did not dare to go in, but the sound of the sword ringing and the stone wall cracking made him frightened and worried.

The old man still didn't say anything. As usual, he stretched out his withered hands to soothe the sword.

But at the moment when the fingertips touched the sword.

The sword light suddenly lit up, and the red light suddenly filled the entire room, as if issuing a warning!
A strong light shone out from the window lattice, as if a second sun appeared on the top of the mountain!
"Master!" The disciple was extremely anxious and was about to rush into the house regardless of anything.

Suddenly, a red sword light burst out from the door, and the wooden door shattered like rice paper.

The sword light was like a fiery red meteor across the sky, leaving a dazzling arc and disappearing into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

The old man walked out quickly, blood was flowing from his fingertips and there were bloodstains on his face, but he didn't care.

He waved his sleeves to summon the sword, and chased after it on the sword!

"Master, wait for me!" Although the disciple was extremely anxious, he was not in a panic. He came out with his sword and chased after him.

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Inside the Hesong Tower, Liuyun condensed a small amount of spiritual energy at his fingertips and engraved his name on the jade plaque.

She has already learned how to wield a sword and how to concretize things, so this jade plaque is destined to hang here forever, so naturally the writing has to be neat, beautiful, and elegant!

Jade dust fell under her fingertips as she drew the last stroke of the word "叶".

Suddenly, the sound of swords humming came from the mountains and streams!

The sound was not loud, but the air flow it caused shook the mountains.

The cranes in front of the door flew away in fright, but you know, they were still leisurely and comfortable when the bells were ringing just now!
The birds and animals in the forest flew away in panic, and everyone stopped what they were doing, fearing as if they were facing a powerful enemy.

The head of the sect, Lu Yuanshan, did not dare to be careless. He stood in front of the gate and watched the mountains vigilantly.

Yueyang Mountain has been established for more than 500 years, and there has never been such a strange phenomenon!

Suddenly, the red sword light pierced through the clouds and mist, as fast as lightning in the night sky, and arrived in an instant.

"Not good!" Lu Yuanshan was shocked and summoned his sword to block.

He moved very quickly, but was still a step slow.

The red sword light pierced through his sleeve and went straight into the hall.

The sword light was so bright and dazzling that the disciples closed their eyes in panic and took out swords to protect themselves.

Liuyun was no exception. He closed his eyes tightly, and used the arrogant Soul-Breaking Technique to block with a cross.

After a while...
There was no wailing everywhere, nor was there any blood everywhere. This didn't make sense.

If this sword is used to kill people, no one in this room will be spared, including Lu Yuanshan!

The sound of the sword had become as weak as a cicada, and the sword's light gradually softened from dazzling.

Everyone looked up slowly. The sword light that once blinded their eyes was now as bright as a firefly.

A sharp sword hangs in the house, stopping in front of a person!
It’s Ye Liuyun!
Liuyun also put down the weapon in her hand and faced the sword tip in front of her, puzzled.

If he wanted to kill her, she would have no power to fight back. If he didn't want to kill her, why was the tip of the sword against her forehead?
Everyone was worried, including Jiang Bai.

The autumn sky passed through the crowd, guarding behind her.

But in the next second, the sword vibrated again, and it flew up and down around the flowing clouds, as if it was cheering and reuniting after a long separation!
After a moment, the sword was placed horizontally, hanging quietly in front of the flowing clouds.

Two figures broke through the sea of ​​clouds and arrived in an instant. They were the old man and his disciple.

"Disciple pays homage to the master!" Lu Yuanshan bowed in worship.

The old man waved his hand to stop and signaled silence!

The sword body vibrated again, as if it was thirsty, and as if it was impatient!
The old man's cloudy eyes swept across the flowing clouds, doubt and surprise flashed by, and were replaced by calmness.

As quiet as a pool of dead water.

Lu Yuanshan stretched out his hand, he wanted to take the sword.

Suddenly, the sword burst into light again. It was resisting, resisting, and even warning!

The old man saw all of this.

He seemed to understand something, and his eyes, which had been as silent as dead water, began to come alive.

It is expectation, hope and affirmation.

Liuyun couldn't understand why he was looking at him with such hope!

But she knew what to do next!
She stretched out her hand and slowly grasped the hilt of the sword without hesitation!

"Buzz!~" The sound of a sword as thin as the flapping of a cicada's wings rang out again. The sword was very excited and happy, like an old friend that had not been seen for many years, and was ecstatic.

After the excitement, the sound of the sword gradually stopped and the sword light was restrained. In her hand, Chen Jing was as calm as before!

She could sense that this sword had a soul!
"This sword is called Descent!" The old man spoke slowly, with a vicissitude and strength: "It is the sword that the Nine Heavens Goddess sealed the Demon Realm and left in the world!"

"It! Belongs to you!!"