Chapter 693: Sword Pavilion Trial

"yes!"

Under the leadership of Meng Yueheng, they entered Xuanjian Mountain.

When they came to the gate of Xuanjian Mountain, they saw a sword pillar.

This sword pillar was made of stones. It was tall and straight. It exuded a vast aura, as if it was going to pierce the entire sky, which was incredible.

After a while, they came to a large hall.

Above the main hall, in addition to Baili Changyuan, there are also some elders.

The auras emanating from these elders are very powerful, like a storm.

"These elders... are all powerful men in the True Realm!"

Bai Fei thought secretly in his heart, very shocked.

After all, Bai Fei remembered very clearly before that in Muyun City, the one with the highest cultivation level was in the state of transformation into gods.

But now, that's just on the surface.

This is the true foundation of the Blood Sword Sect!

In addition to the elders of Jiange, disciples from several other spiritual peaks in the inner sect also came here.

For example, Li Yuanming, Gongsun Potian, Lin Qingshu, etc.

Bai Fei took a quick look and saw that at least fifty people had come here.

I have to say that this really surprised Bai Fei.

Because the previous rules for the inner sect ranking competition were that the top ten could qualify to become Jiange disciples.

But now there are so many more people. Why is this?

"Boom!"

At this moment, an unparalleled aura condensed out of thin air, like a cloud of blue clouds, condensing on the high seat of the sect leader.

Immediately afterwards, the blue clouds dissipated, and a figure emerged from it.

That is Baili Qingyun.

The current leader of the Blood Sword Sect.

"I've met the sect leader!"

Seeing Baili Qingyun appear, everyone bowed their hands and bowed in salute.

"Everyone, get up."

Baili Qingyun said casually.

He put his hands behind his back and looked around at the many disciples present. A faint smile appeared on his face, and his eyes revealed a look of relief. Then he slowly opened his lips and said aloud: "I'm glad to be here. See you."

"Some of you have obtained the qualifications through the inner sect ranking competition, some have obtained the qualifications through the merits of this Ziling Mountain Secret Realm, and some of you have obtained this through your unremitting efforts and the sect's contribution points. One qualification.”

"No matter what the conditions are for standing here, I just want to say that the Blood Sword Sect is very lucky to have you."

Baili Qingyun's words made these disciples' mood suddenly become extremely high, and their eyes shone brightly.

"It's just that although you have obtained this qualification, whether you can become a disciple of Jiange depends on your own luck and hard work."

After saying this, Baili Qingyun's eyes fell on one of the Jiange elders with a Chinese character face.

When the Jiange elder with a Chinese character face saw Baili Qingyun's gaze, he nodded gently, and immediately moved his feet and fell from the high platform above.

He glanced around, and then with a flick of his hand, an object exploded out and hit the ground.

"Buzz!"

A crisp sword cry rang out in the void, shocking many disciples and subconsciously taking a step back.

When everyone took a closer look, they discovered that the thing that fell on the ground was a sword in the stone.

This caused doubts to arise in everyone's hearts.

What is this intended to do?

"You don't want us to pull the sword out of the stone, do you?"

One disciple said this with a smile.

When the Jiange elder with a Chinese character heard his words, he just glanced at him lightly, and then opened his mouth and said: "Start your first trial now!"

"If you want to become a disciple of Jiange, you must pass three trials."

"Only by passing all the trials can you become a disciple of Jiange!"

"As you may think, the first level is to pull out the sword from the stone. If anyone can pull it out, the first level of the trial will be considered a success."

"Start now! Who comes first?"

The words spoken by the Jiange elder with a Chinese character immediately caused the fifty inner disciples to start talking.

No one expected that the trial would come so quickly, leaving them all a little unprepared.

The key point is that this first trial has such content, is it too simple?

"It's definitely not that simple."

Bai Fei looked at the Sword in the Stone on the ground and thought to himself.

He didn't think the Jiange trial would be that easy.

If it were really that easy, there wouldn't be more than a thousand disciples in Jiange now.

At this moment, a short-haired young man walked out first.

"I'll give it a try."

This short-haired young man has a strong body and well-developed muscles. At first glance, he looks like a disciple who majors in the physical body.

"That's Luo Minghui from Diamond Peak. He has gained a lot of credit in this Purple Spirit Secret Realm, so he is qualified for this trial."

Li Yuanming, who was standing next to Bai Fei, opened his mouth to explain to him.

"Like you, he also majors in the physical body. It is said that his physical strength is about to reach the level of the indestructible vajra body. He is also considered the best among our inner sects."

Bai Fei raised his eyebrows upon hearing this and said, "If that's the case, why didn't we see him during the inner sect ranking battle?"

"He... had bad luck and was eliminated in the first round."

Hearing Bai Fei's words, Li Yuanming couldn't help but smile: "Otherwise, he would have a place in the top ten!"

"This..."

Bai Fei really didn't know what to say for a moment.

Luck is really hard to predict!

At this time, Luo Minghui had already arrived in front of the Sword in the Stone. He took a deep breath, then stretched out his palm and grabbed the hilt. His veins were prominent, and he shouted angrily. All the strength in his body was gathered in his palm, trying to pull out the hilt.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

A slight twitching sound slowly sounded, and then the Sword in the Stone was pulled up bit by bit.

This made the eyes of many disciples present become extremely bright after seeing this.

Some people couldn't help but clench their fists, staring at the Sword in the Stone, and cheering for Luo Minghui in their hearts.

However, the sword in the stone was even stronger than he had imagined.

Even if Luo Minghui tried his best, he could only pull out a little bit.

Finally, he was panting, loosened his palm directly, and fell to the ground.

But he was already sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked.

Seeing Luo Minghui like this, the square-faced elder spoke directly.