Xuanjimen is one of the most famous sects in Qingzhou. It is famous for its Zhoutian Yishu, Bagua Stars, and Qimen Dunjia. The sect leader Tian Jizi is even known as the Three No Strange People. There is nothing else that no one knows, no one who knows, and no one who understands others.

Such a sect recruits disciples, let alone Qingzhou, everyone in the world is flocking to it, not to mention anything else. Although the conditions are extremely harsh, once you get started, you will definitely achieve something. Let’s look at the Seven Mysteries, which one of them is not famous in the world.

For a month, the people in Hengling Zhongshan have been in full swing during the day. Xuanjimen has not looked at the qualifications, roots, or family background. It only asked three questions. Anyone who can answer them all can get started, and only ten people can be accepted. It doesn’t matter if there are fewer, and don’t even need to be too much.

But most people shook their heads and left after the first question. Xiao Shu frowned and had no prompts. He only gave himself a piece of white paper and pen and ink. What is this problem? Is it a test for calligraphy and painting?

The people around were also unable to understand it. They wrote some of them casually or wrote a poem and handed them over. They were rejected by Qing Xuanzi, who was ranked among the seventh son of Xuanji. Although new people came every day, they basically left after only one day.

Xiao Shu looked at Qing Xuanzi sitting upright with his eyes closed and reciting. He didn't care about so much, and wrote nothing. He walked up with a blank paper. He didn't forget the folding fan Fang Jin gave him. If he was better than a sword, he really had no choice but to practice Zen. He had to go through special channels, but he didn't know whether this serious Taoist would buy it or not.

Xiao Shu thought he would be scolded, but unexpectedly, Qing Xuanzi looked at the white paper and nodded with relief, saying, "It's a lesson for the son."

"Hmm? Taoist priest said I passed?" Xiao Shu was a little incredible and took back the folding fan he had just taken out.

Qing Xuanzi didn't say anything, but just smiled, placed the white paper in front of him, drew a circle on it, then folded the paper three times, threw it on the ground, then waved his hand, indicating that Xiao Shu could leave.

Although Xiao Shu didn't understand how he passed the first question, he quickly realized what Qing Xuanzi meant, said goodbye and left. The others only thought that Xiao Shu was eliminated like him.

At night, the moon was hanging high, and the snow on Zhongshan was white. Only plum trees stood upright, not afraid of the wind and snow at all, and were brilliant and fragrant. The lively atmosphere during the day disappeared in the night, and a figure walked up the mountain path alone, holding a red umbrella.

"Let me tell you, the senior brother's crappy puzzle is simply a waste of time. Since he can solve the first question, he can't understand the puzzle of this level." A pretty woman in a white Taoist robe laughed.

"Ahem... you're here." Qing Xuanzi was a little embarrassed and ignored his junior sister.

"What is this?" Xiao Shu asked at the woman.

"You don't even know me, and you still want to enter the Xuanji Sect?" The woman looked at Xiao Shu incredibly. Anyone who wants to enter the Xuanji Sect doesn't know her Linglongzi.

"This... I really don't know." Xiao Shu pondered for a long time, but couldn't recognize who the woman in front of him was.

"Okay, then I'll announce that you have been eliminated!" Linglongzi turned around and left, not giving Xiao Shu any time to react.

"Don't listen to her. She is my junior sister, Linglongzi of the Qizi of Xuanji." Qing Xuanzi said, winking at Xiao Shu repeatedly.

"It turns out to be Senior Linglongzi. It's just that he is so young and beautiful. At this moment, I couldn't imagine that Senior was actually Linglongzi, who is famous in the world." Xiao Shu understood it and immediately shouted loudly.

"Why, are you talking about Linglongzi, who is famous in the world, who should look old and deteriorating?" Linglongzi stopped and turned around and glanced at Qing Xuanzi.

"It's my younger brother who has made a mistake. I hope you can forgive me if you have a lot of me." Xiao Shu said helplessly.

"So far, he has passed the first question alone. I said that Master's question is too difficult, so I have to ask me to give the question..." Qing Xuanzi said, but was interrupted by Linglongzi before he finished speaking.

"Then our Xuanji Sect can't afford to support so many disciples." Linglongzi did not show any mercy.

"Ahem... Okay, junior sister, you can make the question." Qing Xuanzi felt a little depressed when he was demolished. After saying this, he went to see the plum blossoms by himself.

"What's your name?" Linglongzi asked seriously.

"Xiao Shu."

"Why hold an umbrella?"

"Because it is snowing." Xiao Shu shrugged. Isn't it normal to hold an umbrella when it snows?

"Why do you have to hold an umbrella when it snows?" Linglongzi's questions came one after another, and these questions made Xiao Shu feel increasingly unreasonable, and he asked it all in a clear way.

"Why don't you hold an umbrella when it snows?" Xiao Shu asked back.

"I'm asking you, just answer." Linglongzi changed her previous playful appearance, calm and indifferent.

"Because you will get typhoid fever if you don't hold an umbrella." Xiao Shu said with a smile.

"Do you know?" Linglongzi waved her sleeves when she heard this, and the snowflakes mixed with the plum blossoms and condensed into a long dragon and rushed towards Xiao Shu. Seeing this, Xiao Shu couldn't help but squint his eyes. He didn't know what Linglongzi's move was intended, or not?

Xiao Shu looked directly at the snow dragon, and the biting cold wind blew over his face. He raised the red umbrella forward, held it on the hilt of the sword, his eyes were empty and unsightly. If there was any accident, he would draw the sword.

"You won't." Linglongzi smiled.

The expected impact did not come. The moment the snow dragon approached, it scattered into ice flowers all over the sky and fell down in a scattered manner.

"Since you don't know, why do you still have to hold an umbrella?" Linglongzi walked up and asked almost to Xiao Shu. Neither she nor Qing Xuanzi held an umbrella, and the already thin Taoist robe was covered with snowflakes.

"There is no reason. I want to hold an umbrella, even on sunny days, I don't want to hold an umbrella, even if the thunder and fire fall from the sky, I will accept it calmly." Xiao Shu said coldly. He didn't want to answer these inexplicable questions again.

Qing Xuanzi laughed and said, "Life is only two words, just mind. It is the most important to recognize the original mind. There are no so many reasons, and there is no need to find reasons. You are the best explanation."

"Then why are you holding this umbrella?" Linglongzi asked with a smile.

Xiao Shu really has nothing to say now. He really doesn’t understand what the meaning of these questions is?

"You are not an idealist, on the contrary, you are selfless and tell me every move that you are a person with profound swordsmanship. Why did you come to my Xuanji Sect?" Linglongzi was different from Qing Xuanzi's optimism. In her eyes, Xiao Shu had changed from a study person to an unexplained sword master.

Xiao Shu had no intention of hiding, and Linglong could see through it.

"Junior sister, what do you mean?" Qing Xuanzi was still a little confused, but he knew that Linglong was the most sensible and no one could act in front of her.

"Autumn maple umbrella, red leaf sword, drank alone in frost and snow, how many bright moons in ancient and modern times. The red leaves are broken, the fragrance is resting, the smoke and water are all night, where can I find my old friend? Senior brother, do you really think I am giving him a question?" Linglongzi said calmly.

"Are you the successor of the Sword Lord?" Qing Xuanzi's expression became solemn. He didn't pay attention to the red umbrella at the beginning, just pretending it was ordinary, but when Linglongzi mentioned it, he realized something was wrong.

"I'm here to find Tianjizi." Xiao Shu said bluntly, and took out the folding fan from his sleeve. Since it was pointed out, he simply followed the trend and it was easier to find Tianjizi directly.

"If you hold this white paper fan given by Master, you should be a distinguished guest." Qing Xuanzi said respectfully when he saw the folding fan.

"Since Mr. Xiao possesses this thing, why do you do this? I will not make things difficult for you." Although Linglongzi said this, she still looked at Xiao Shu's expression secretly.

"Can you take me to meet your master? I want to ask him about something." Xiao Shu said.

"Master has not left the retreat half a year ago. This is a thing that everyone knows about. Now the Xuanji Sect is managed by us. If Mr. Xiao wants to see Master, he may have to wait a little longer." Linglongzi said with a smile.

"When will he come out of seclusion?" Xiao Shu asked. Who knows how long Tianjizi will be in seclusion? He may not be able to wait.

"The master will leave the seclusion at the beginning of the year. If Mr. Xiao has nothing to do, he can wait at Xuanji Sect." Qing Xuanzi said.

Xiao Shu pondered for a while, and there was still half a month before the beginning of the year, and he had already made plans in his heart, "No need, I'll come back then."

"Then Mr. Xiao will walk all the way, so we won't send it."

After half a month, Xiao Shu wanted to go to Qu'an to find the old man who made a sword. Anyway, Tian Jizi couldn't run away, so he was not in a hurry. Instead, he owed Zixin a sword, so it would be better to pay it back earlier, so as not to worry about it.

As soon as Xiao Shu left, Linglongzi sighed and said, "Senior Brother, have you done it on purpose or have you become dull?"

"I really didn't pay attention." Qing Xuanzi said with an innocent look on his face.

"The feeling he gave me was not like a person at all. The expression of emotions was awkward and very artificial, like... it was like imitating myself." Linglongzi described that Xiao Shu had an invisible pressure, which she had only experienced when facing Tianjizi.

"What does it mean?" Qing Xuanzi frowned and watched Xiao Shu's back gradually fade away.

"Do you still remember the Master's artistic conception? If I guess correctly, what he did should be selfless." Linglongzi felt very cold, not the coldness brought by the outside world, but a coldness that penetrated the heart, the coldness deep in Xiao Shu's empty eyes, no emotion, and no warmth at all.

"No, he is young, why did he achieve such an extreme artistic conception?" Qing Xuanzi felt a little unbelievable. Martial arts ultimately pursued his original id, so when there is an artistic conception, he forgot his own mind but abandoned his original mind and devoted himself to other things. It is extremely unstable. Once he can't grasp it, he will become a madman.

"I don't know. Brother Qiu is just wandering on the edge of the artistic conception and cannot understand it for a long time. Then he chose to travel far to see his original heart." Linglongzi said.

"I thought my junior sister's seven orifices would be the first of our seven sons to understand the artistic conception."

"It is difficult to understand the original heart of people. It is because of this that it is even more difficult for me to understand." Linglongzi shook his head with a wry smile.
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