The sky was getting dark, and Wang Xuan found a corner at random and practiced hard.
The valley is packed with people.
The reason why these people come here is to take the entrance examination of Wanjian Sect.
As long as you can pass, you can become an outer disciple.
Even his status as an outer disciple of Wanjian Sect is extremely enviable.
The day after tomorrow is the time for the official assessment, and the people in the valley simply don't have time, or are not in the mood to communicate.
Almost all of them are practicing hard, hoping to make a breakthrough at the last moment.
Even if you can't break through, you still have to increase your cultivation a little bit.
Sharpening a spear in the face of battle is not a good thing, even though these people are practicing swordsmanship.
The Wanjian Sect mainly focuses on swordsmanship, but some swordsmen and spearmen can also join the sect.
Inside the sect, in the library pavilion, there are especially many secret books on swordsmanship, but there are also other books, but relatively few.
When he entered the valley just now, Wang Xuan secretly took a look and found that the people who had arrived were all quite extraordinary in strength. According to the induction, there was no one below the sixth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
Here, people at the sixth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm can only be considered at the bottom.
People with high strength are already at the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. As for those who are even higher and are strong in the Spirit Transformation Realm, they are special moves of the sect and will not participate in the assessment with them.
No wonder Ning Yiyi would tell him when he was in the Blood Sword Sect that he must cultivate to the sixth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
When he arrived here, perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was extremely tense, Xiaohu simply chose to get into his backpack and fall asleep.
Anyway, there are a lot of spiritual stones prepared by Wang Xuan for it. If you are greedy, you can eat one or two.
It should be said that what it really likes is flesh and blood, but the spiritual stone has a greater effect on it. Under this temptation, it actually changes its habit.
The sky is getting brighter and after practicing all night, many people feel a little tired.
For a time, the valley regained some vitality.
"I'm exhausted after practicing all night. The conditions here are too bad. I can't leave before the exam. It's simply too much."
"Hey, actually you can choose to leave, I won't stop you."
"Hmph, that's a good idea. We agreed to enter the Wanjian Sect together, so don't think of leaving me behind."
Next to them, there was a man and a woman. They were talking and looking at each other with deep affection in their eyes.
The man was wearing black clothes and the woman was wearing a white skirt. For a moment, Wang Xuan felt a sense of envy in his heart.
It was only for a moment. For him, the great revenge had not been avenged. Even if there were some signs, he might have killed it abruptly.
Without exception, these people are all from the younger generation.
The first requirement for the entrance examination of Wanjian Sect is that the age must not exceed eighteen. This is a rigid condition for Wang Xuan and his group.
Of course, if you are strong, you can relax the age limit a little bit.
Age and cultivation level will directly eliminate many people.
"Haha, Brother Wang, have we met again?"
Just as Wang Xuan was looking around, a voice appeared, interrupting his train of thought.
When I looked up, it turned out to be Qian Siming.
I don’t know what method Qian Siming used to find him.
"It turns out to be Brother Qian. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a long time, your strength would break through again."
That's right, Qian Siming made a breakthrough and reached the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
It was possible that he had forced a breakthrough, and his aura was slightly unstable. As soon as it was revealed, Wang Xuan sensed it.
"Haha, Brother Wang is very powerful. As a brother, how can I not work harder? Otherwise, I won't be able to keep up with my brother."
It was clear that he was filled with hatred in his heart, but Qian Siming was calm and calm at the moment, and the words he spoke made people feel like a breath of fresh air. There was no trace of the way the two of them were fighting each other before.
In terms of magnanimity, as a member of a large family, Qian Siming is indeed somewhat worthy of being on the stage.
In the ancient battlefield, being able to make friends with the Beauty and Beasts and getting their help at critical moments made Wang Xuan deeply aware of the importance of magnanimity, or in other words, magnanimity.
Of course, before cultivating Qi, you must also treat others with sincerity.
Later, he also began to consciously train this ability of his own.
Because of this, when faced with Qian Siming's greetings, he acted as if nothing was wrong.
The sword in my heart is still the same sword, but the scabbard can be carved, decorated, or left plain.
The art of drawing a sword is also the art of hiding a sword. When the sword is drawn out, it is shocking, but when the sword is sheathed, it is calm.
At this moment, Wang Xuan seemed to have a new understanding of the art of drawing swords.
His expression remained unchanged, but his mind was already spinning.
"Brother Qian is working so hard, and I don't want to fall too far behind. If so, I'll excuse you. I also want to practice a little, please."
Smiling slightly, with a sincere face, he said goodbye to Qian Siming and left.
"Okay, please, Brother Wang."
Watching Wang Xuan's leaving figure, Qian Siming's face gradually darkened. He did not expect that after the breakthrough, he still failed to see Wang Xuan's bottom line clearly.
"It seems that this entrance examination is going to be lively. I don't believe you can escape the blockade of my Qian family. What's more, I have contacted many people to participate in the encirclement and suppression. However, I still hope that you will live well, even if you are going to die.
, you will have to die in my hands."
His right hand unconsciously touched his chin and muttered to himself.
Conversations like those between Wang Xuan and Qian Siming took place in many places in the valley. Generally speaking, they did not attract anyone's attention.
Unfortunately, they really attracted the attention of a mysterious person.
This mysterious man wore a bamboo hat and a black robe, wrapping himself tightly.
If you look through the curtain of the bamboo hat, you will find that this person has a fiery red mask on his face.
This person is none other than Zhao Qixing who came from Falling Star City.
Originally he was wearing a blood-red cloak, but perhaps to keep a low profile, he changed it to a black robe.
"Jie Jie Jie, you really didn't disappoint me. Wang Xuan, I didn't expect you to make friends. Well, let's start with your friends first. I will let you try the feeling of life being worse than death. When you become
Once you are alone, I will treat you well."
Perhaps even Qian Siming didn't know that he was originally planning to take part in the assessment as a hunter, but somehow he became someone else's prey.
Things in this world are truly wonderful.
One day and one night passed quickly. After practicing almost without sleep, Wang Xuan's strength increased a lot, and he was only half a step away from reaching the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
The reason why this happened was because he had a breakthrough in Lingxi Pure Yuan Gong, which led to an increase in his own strength.
He could have broken through to the eighth level, but was suppressed by him.
His recent breakthroughs had been too fast, especially on the ancient battlefield, and his cultivation had grown slowly, making him subconsciously want to stop and polish his realm.
At dawn, feeling the unusual atmosphere in the valley, Wang Xuan said something leisurely.