"The first level assessment of Qingying Sect has officially begun!"

"Anyone who has crossed ten thousand bluestone steps can be considered a pass."

Yan Hongchen heard a loud bell-like voice, which lingered and echoed for a long time. It was the person speaking from the Qingying Sect.

Bloodthirsty Halberd said: "This is just the pressure of the mountains, heaven and earth created by the formation. This pressure is not enough to stop your steps."

Yan Hongchen nodded, and in a flash he used the Blood Shadow Step. Every time he moved, he climbed up the two hundred bluestone steps, making it beyond the reach of many young cultivators with low cultivation levels.

In one breath, Yan Hongchen rushed up to the eight thousand steps. According to what the person just said, there are ten thousand steps on the bluestone stairs, and the remaining distance is not too far for Yan Hongchen.

Arriving at the 8,000th step, Yan Hongchen once again saw the Fourth Young Master of Yincheng. Cheng Yu and others were struggling to move forward despite the pressure.

The pressure here makes it a little difficult for cultivators in their extraordinary realm to continue moving forward, so they can only go slowly step by step.

Baimu complained: "This Qingying Sect's assessment is really fucking boring."

Cheng Yu said: "Okay, it's just a test of this level, don't waste your energy complaining, just keep walking."

Yan Hongchen's figure appeared out of thin air in front of several people, and then disappeared again, leaving only a red shadow.

Cheng Yu was surprised and said: "It's him, he's so fast."

Baimu said: "That boy's cultivation level is a level higher than ours, so he shouldn't be affected by this pressure."

Hearing this! Cheng Yu nodded and moved on without talking.

Yan Hongchen didn't slow down and flew straight up. He didn't stop until he reached the nine thousand nine hundred and fifty steps. The remaining fifty steps could only be covered by one step no matter how he activated the Blood Shadow Heart Step.

The coercion of the world now is so strong that Yan Hongchen can't bear it. The pressure on his body is like carrying a huge boulder. Every step is difficult to cross. He pauses for a breath, grits his teeth and steps up again.

The bloodthirsty halberd said: "Don't contend with the pressure of heaven and earth. You have to let go of your own strength and integrate into the pressure. The more you resist the pressure, the stronger you will become. Otherwise, you will not be able to withstand this level of power of heaven and earth for too long."

Hearing this, Yan Hongchen nodded, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged to eliminate all his strength, just like an ordinary person, without any fluctuations in strength. As expected, his body became lighter.

Yan Hongchen walked up quickly, then stepped onto the last bluestone staircase and arrived at the high platform.

I saw that the place was shrouded in clouds and mist, and everything I saw was a flat floor inlaid with bluestone slabs. A majestic bluestone gate stood in front of me, with the majestic three characters "Qingying Sect" on the gate.

On the high platform, many young cultivators have already passed through, and Yan Hongchen is just one of them.

One after another, other young cultivators from behind also came up, including the Fourth Young Master of Yincheng. After they came up, they were already panting and tired and could not walk.

About half an hour later, the leader of the Qingying Sect flew up on the high platform, looked at the more than a hundred young cultivators who had stepped onto the high platform, and said: "You are considered to have passed the first level, and the others failed to come up in time.

You can go back and forth wherever you go."

The sound was so loud that it resounded throughout the entire high platform, and those cultivators who didn't have time to come up must have heard it.

The leader of the Qingying Sect took a look at everyone present and said: "I am the leader of the outer sect this time, Qian Yan. You can call me Elder Qian, and now you will follow me into the mountain gate of the Qingying Sect.

Accept the second test."

Everyone followed Qian Yan and entered the huge bluestone gate. They thought they were entering a splendid palace, but unexpectedly there were two steps still made of bluestone slabs, leading diagonally to a simple and simple hall in the middle.

The main hall is actually made of old ironwood. Ironwood is hard and dense, and the trees do not decay like other ordinary trees. It can almost be said that it is a tree that can last forever.

The main hall is not very tall but not very wide, and is somewhat shaped like a tower. Behind the black and simple hall are countless peaks, and you can even see some flying spiritual beasts circling.

I saw that what grew in those mountains were all spiritual grasses and spiritual trees, none of which were ordinary things. Even the fullness of the spiritual energy here was a hundred times higher than below.

Just imagine, in such a spiritual treasure land, it would be strange for cultivators not to make rapid progress. Even an ordinary pig might become a spiritual beast if it lives here all year round.

Elder Qian Yan walked into this quaint hall.

The entire hall is empty, and a large altar in the middle enshrines a large blue sword. This sword is thirty meters high and more than eight meters wide.

Looking at this big sword, Yan Hongchen felt familiar yet unfamiliar. This was a wonderful feeling, but this was the first time he saw this sword.

There is a faint sword energy lingering invisibly on the giant blue sword.

Under the altar is a large furnace, burning a thigh-thick sacrificial incense. The smoke from the burning incense surrounds the giant sword, but cannot touch the giant sword. From this, it seems that this sword is definitely a divine object. An absolutely extraordinary soldier.

Qian Yan said: "This sword is the thing left by the founder of our Qingying Sect, and it is called Qingying Sword. It has been guarding the Qingying Sword Sect for thousands of years, and it is also the ancestral sword of the Zongzong. The second level requires you to pass. Light incense in front of you to worship the ancestral sword. If the incense does not burn out, you will be officially recognized by the ancestral sword. After successfully passing the second level, you can continue to enter the third level assessment."

Say it! Qian Yan motioned for everyone to come forward one after another, while Yan Hongchen remained silent in the faint sense of familiarity, trying to communicate with this giant sword.

The young cultivators who came for the assessment came forward one after another and took the three incense sticks on the sacrificial table.

After kneeling respectfully, if the incense is recognized by the Qingying Sword, the incense will be automatically lit. If it cannot be recognized by the Qingying Sword, the incense will naturally not be lit.

Qian Yan added a sentence, saying: "Those with unhealthy minds and weak perseverance will not be recognized by Zu Jian."

, Qingying Sect also does not accept waste and evil cultivators."

At this time, half of the young cultivators had stepped forward to worship the Qingying Sect's ancestral sword. However, out of more than fifty people, only a dozen young cultivators passed the approval, while the others failed to burn incense.

Finally it was the turn of the Fourth Young Master of Yincheng. Cheng Yu took the lead and picked up three incense sticks and bowed respectfully. After the worship, the incense in his hand suddenly burned and burned faster than those who passed before. It burns very quickly.

The Qingying Ancestral Sword emits a faint sword energy, and a thumb-sized ball of light separates from the sword and flies down, sinking into Cheng Yu's eyebrows.

Qian Yan looked at the situation in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Yes, he is a talent that can be made. You have received the gift of sword energy from the Sword Ancestor. It can be said that you will have a bright future in the way of swordsmanship in the future."

Cheng Yu bowed respectfully to Qian Yan and stepped aside.

Next was Bai Mu, who passed the recognition smoothly after paying homage, and the other two of the Four Elites also passed smoothly. The four of them stood side by side, watching the assessment of the remaining people.

After more than a dozen people failed, a young man in simple clothes and carrying a white sword came forward.

This man had short hair standing on end, a tall figure and muscular lines. He picked up three sticks of incense and prepared to worship, but the incense suddenly started to burn.

Immediately, the Ancestral Sword sent out dozens of sword lights and sank into the person's eyebrows, and then fell silent.

Seeing this, Qian Yan hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man carrying a huge sword clasped his fists and said, "I'm here! Mo Yan."

Qian Yan's eyes lit up and he said, "But the Mo family from the Eastern Region?"

Mo Yan said: "I am the son of Mo Yuanfeng, the Mo family."

Qian Yan said with a smile: "It turns out that he is the son of Brother Mo, the leader of the Mo family. That's great! Zu Jian just separated several sword energies for you, which proves that Zu Jian is very optimistic about you."

Mo Yan bowed politely, then walked to the side and closed his eyes to rest.

There were young people around who knew Mo Yan, and they whispered: "The Mo family is a family that is like the overlord of the Eastern Region. It is said that Mo Yan is an unparalleled genius in the Mo family. He has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, and he has already developed a good martial arts."

Seeing the commotion around him, Qian Yan became impatient and said: "Quiet! Don't make any noise in the main hall where the Sword Ancestor is enshrined. Continue the assessment!"

After half an hour of coming forward to burn incense for assessment, there were only two young cultivators left, including Yan Hongchen.

I saw another young cultivator, a woman with long flowing hair. She had an extraordinary appearance. She was dressed in purple clothes and had a graceful figure, covering up her exquisite figure.

The woman stepped forward and picked up three sticks of incense. After bowing respectfully three times, she lit the incense out of thin air.

The ancestral sword trembled slightly, causing the entire sword sacrificial platform to tremble.

The Qingying Sect's ancestral sword trembled as if it was about to wake up.
Chapter completed!