Arc 11.3 [Chapter 238]
Feng Baixiao couldn't help but look at the young man a few more times. Then, he saw a group of people stumbling and rushing in the distance.
A total of 145 people who passed the mountain trial standing in rows of five were finally gathered. They were taken to rest, but that was also a part of the trial.
The place where these initiates lived was extremely far from Taiji Square, and it took more than an hour to run back and forth.
As long as as the set time passes and the initiates do not arrive on time, it would be regarded as a failure, and they would be sent to the foot of the mountain.
This was the case with the annual entrance examinations of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. This one test has brushed off an unknown number of people, but it was unprecedented to see a person like Bai Lixin, who chose to spend the night meditating in Taiji Square instead of going to his residence.
The new disciples were arriving one by one, and the hour was drawing near. Feng Baixiao swept his eyes over the crowd, seemingly at random, but he was counting the number of people. He then made a gesture to the crane circling in the sky.
The crane cried out, then gathered its wings and swooped down. When it reached the huge bronze bell, it paused and turned its body to kick on the wooden mallet with its claws.
The huge bronze bell instantly shook with a sound vibrating out of its centre, rushing straight into people's ears.
"Dong!" The crane flipped itself around and kicked the mallet again and again until it had struck the mallet seven times. With a long cry, it flapped its wings and circled over the bell before swooping down and diving into the bronze bell.
The crane disappeared, but a crane emerged on the bronze bell. Its wings were spread out and its beak was slightly open as if it was chirping.
The initiated looked at the scene in front of them with their jaws dropped in disbelief.
Some of these people were from cultivation families, while many others were ordinary people in the mundane world. Such a scene that only appeared in books and articles happened in front of them, and they could not help but be a little surprised. Their eyes were filled with a yearning for the cultivation world.
Feng Baixiao saw the longing in the eyes of these innocent people, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes.
It was only when the seven bells had ended that Bai Lixin slowly opened his eyes and stood up after gently patting his shirt. He looked up at the high platform with a calm expression, no joy or sorrow in his eyes. Although he did not fit in with the people around him, he looked extremely inconspicuous.
Feng Baixiao sensed this unusual feeling and could not help but look at the young man a few more times.
Only when the hour was up did Daoist Yixiao arrive late with his wine gourd.
Several other examinees arrived after Daoist Yixiao. He did not say much, only flicking his sleeve with the wine gourd. The wine gourd flew in front of those dozen people and sucked them all in.
"They have failed the first trial. Send them down the mountain. " Daoist Yixiao bellowed at the wine gourd, which then took off as if it had life and flew down the immortal mountain.
After sending the losers away, Daoist Yixiao looked at the crowd and said, "Very well, congratulations to all of you. You have passed the preliminary examination of my Ten Thousand Sword Sect. All of you will be disciples of my Ten Thousand Sword Sect in the future. "

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