"The Four Immortal Sects are recruiting disciples! Those who want to sign up for the Four Immortal Sects should go to Zhongzhou Square to sign up for three days. If you are late, you will not be waiting!"

While Yang Xiaole was thinking about where to find the location of Jian Zong, a man holding a gong walked across the street, shouting loudly as he walked.

"Oh, it's true that when I feel sleepy, someone gives me a pillow!"

Hearing the man's cry, Wu Liang smiled softly, found a passerby and asked about the location of Zhongzhou Square, and then hurried over.

At this time, there was a strange scene in Zhongzhou Square.

Tens of thousands of people gathered together, but no one dared to say a word.

Even those who were whispering to each other only dared to keep their voices down.

The only thing that could be heard was the voices of several disciples of the Four Great Immortal Sects asking for the names of applicants.

"What's your name? How old are you and what's your cultivation level?"

"Zhang Da, twenty-three."

"Okay, put your hand on this ball and test your spiritual roots."

...

Such scenes are happening at all the registration points of the four major immortal sects.

The crystal balls in front of the registration points are probably the legendary spiritual root balls. It is said that using this thing, you can detect whether a person has spiritual roots for cultivation and what level of spiritual roots there are.

In the entire world of cultivation, there are nine levels of spiritual roots, with the first level being the lowest and the ninth level being the highest.

Anyone with spiritual roots of level five or above is the target of being robbed by all the major sects.

As for the legendary ninth-grade spiritual roots, until now, there has not been one in the entire world of cultivation.

The innate Tao bodies that Li Qianqian and Lin Zhen awakened before were the legendary ninth-grade spiritual roots!

However, what surprised Yang Xiaole was that no matter it was the Penglai Immortal Sect, the Tiandao Sect, or the Holy Pill Sect, there were long queues in front of every registration point, except for the Sword Sect registration desk.

There was no one there!

There were only two attractive women in ancient costumes sitting in front of the registration point with frowns on their faces, coldly watching the other three sects recruiting disciples.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole directly grabbed the applicant closest to him and asked softly: "Hey, brother, what's going on? How come no one from the Sword Sect signed up?"

"Hi

Hey, are you from another continent?"

Hearing Yang Xiaole's question, the person who was pulled looked surprised and asked Yang Xiaole.

"Well, this brother has good eyesight. I'm from the East Island, and I came here specifically to sign up for the Four Immortal Sects!"

Yang Xiaole nodded falsely and made up an identity for himself.

"Hey, no wonder."

The man nodded slightly and continued quietly in Yang Xiaole's ear: "This Sword Sect, although its disciples are powerful, is too harsh on its disciples. It is said that half of the disciples who signed up for the Sword Sect before were

Died during the Sword Sect’s training.”

After a pause, the man continued: "Furthermore, the new disciples of our Sword Sect, no matter what their cultivation level, are all suppressed to ordinary people. First, they must put fifty kilograms of shackles on themselves and live for two years before they get used to it.

After that, you will be asked to walk on stilts, with an extremely sharp sword tied to your hand. Even the chopsticks you use for eating are the sword in your hand. There once was a new disciple who accidentally broke the sword while eating with it.

My own tongue was cut, tsk tsk tsk, and over time, no one signed up for the Sword Sect anymore."

"I see!"

After hearing this person's explanation, Yang Xiaole nodded thoughtfully.

This Sword Sect's method of training new disciples can indeed be said to be extremely harsh.

Putting a fifty-pound shackle on an ordinary person with no magic power and living for two years is simply not something that ordinary people can do.

Anyone who can persevere is a person with extraordinary perseverance.

But letting the disciples walk on stilts and eat with a sword is training the disciple's ability to master the sword.

Using such a perverted method, the disciples trained must also be extremely perverted.

No wonder it is extremely difficult for monks in the entire cultivation world to fight across different levels, but for the disciples of the Sword Sect, it is a piece of cake.

However, there is a saying that the edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. It is precisely because of such a perverted cultivation method that one can become a monk with extraordinary combat power.

"Okay! Thank you for informing me, brother! I see that you only have a first-grade spiritual root. This elixir is given to you. It can cleanse the marrow and cut bones, and change a person's spiritual root. Brother, please take care of yourself!"

Yang Xiaole patted the man's shoulder and handed him a marrow-cleansing pill. Then he turned around and walked towards the Sword Sect registration office.

"Eh? This person also changes his spiritual roots? Is he crazy?"

The man held the marrow-cleansing pill in his hand and smiled softly. He didn't believe that a small pill could change a person's spiritual roots. However, the pill smelled quite fragrant, and he happened to be hungry too.

Then he swallowed it directly into his belly.

However, the moment the elixir entered his stomach, the man suddenly felt something was wrong: "Not good! I'm going to shit my crotch!"

After saying this, the man ran directly towards the nearest hut.

At this time, Yang Xiaole looked happy and rushed towards the Sword Sect registration point.

Just when Yang Xiaole was less than ten meters away from the registration point of Jian Zong, he saw a young man wearing Taoist robes suddenly walked out of the registration point of Tian Dao Zong and walked directly to the registration point of Jian Zong, facing the Jian Zong's registration point.

A woman in white raised her hands and said, "Hey, Elder Leng, it's been all morning, and the Sword Sect still hasn't received a single disciple. It seems that your Sword Sect is going to lose in this competition of new disciples from the four major sects?"

"Humph, Wang Fang, whether my Sword Sect can recruit disciples or not, what does it have to do with your Tian Dao Sect?"

Leng Hanyue gave the young man in Taoist robes a cold look, his eyes full of disgust.

"Hehehe, it's none of my business whether you can recruit disciples or not. However, if your sword sect comes last in the competition among the new disciples of the four major immortal sects this year, according to our agreement, you have to marry me.

Got it!"

At this time, Wang Fang looked proud.

I have been pursuing this Leng Hanyue for a long time, but there has been no progress. This time I finally used the provocation method to get Leng Hanyue to make a bet with me.

If the new disciples of the four major immortal sects compete in this competition, and Jian Zong wins the first place, she will become the gatekeeper disciple of Jian Zong for three years. If Jian Zong wins the last place, Leng Hanyue must marry him obediently!

"Look, today is the last day for our four major immortal sects to recruit disciples. Your Sword Sect still hasn't recruited anyone. If this continues, what will you do to participate in the new disciple competition of the four major immortal sects? Why don't you marry me directly?

Yeah! Hahahaha!”

Wang Fang looked at the empty Sword Sect registration point, his eyes full of teasing.

"Hmph! Wang Fang, don't be so proud, our Sword Sect will definitely recruit new disciples!"
Chapter completed!