Chapter 10: Going to the Divine Sword Pavilion

Long Yu patiently repaired his body and looked at his consciousness. He was almost able to connect all the dots. Long Yu spent a night to repair his body. The morning sun shone on Long Yu's face. Long Yu looked at the three-meter-deep rock and shook his head helplessly.

Long Yu had read many stories about immortal cultivators. The protagonists in the stories were all extremely powerful, with the power of dozens of people. But when it came to his own body, he couldn't even pass the Novice Village, and he was always beaten like a dog.

Long Yu reluctantly moved his body slowly out of the rock. Having been hammered through the rock by the Wild Boar King many times, he naturally became very skilled in controlling the sword with his spiritual sense and slowly pushed his body out of the rock.

Long Yu finally reached the ground and looked at the white-clothed scholar who was still studying hard. Long Yu looked at himself again. His lower body was still empty and the cloth on his body was almost threadbare. Long Yu took off his clothes and tied them around his waist, just covering the important parts of his body.

Long Yu walked up to the scholar in white and patted him on the shoulder.

The scholar in white looked at Long Yu in surprise, knelt on the ground in a hurry, and kowtowed repeatedly, "Please spare my life, Immortal. I am just a poor scholar. My parents died when I was young, and it was the village chief who taught me to read and write. I never thought that I would fall into disgrace. I heard that there are immortals practicing in the deep mountains, and I passed by there unintentionally. Please let me go, Immortal. I will never dare to seek immortality again."

Long Yu looked at the white-robed scholar, who was crying and wiping his snot on his sleeves. He looked very pitiful. Long Yu pulled the white-robed scholar up and performed a teacher's salute. "You and I have almost the same fate. How about we go up the mountain together today to pursue the immortal path?"

The scholar in white quickly knelt down, fearing that Long Yu would regret it. Long Yu looked at the scholar in white and felt helpless. He was a mountain climber, but he didn't expect to meet someone with a similar fate.

Long Yu led the way in front, and the scholar in white followed with great effort, looking very excited. Long Yu and the scholar in white climbed from morning until almost dark, and Long Yu finally reached the halfway point of the mountain. Long Yu looked at a group of people waiting not far away, and didn't want to disturb them.

A group of people looked at Long Yu with contempt and ridicule, as if they were superior and Long Yu was an inferior. Long Yu didn't care what others thought of him. He didn't know how many times he had fallen on the ground on this road.

The scholar in white shook off Long Yu and greeted everyone like a dog trying to please him. Long Yu looked at the scholar in white and felt helpless.

An hour later, the scholar in white returned to Long Yu. Long Yu looked at the scholar in white and saw that he looked like a person that everyone disliked. He couldn't stand it any longer. He stared at the scholar in white silently. The scholar in white leaned close to Long Yu's ear. "From what they said, the Divine Sword Pavilion will have an entrance examination tomorrow. Many of them are nobles, and there are also elites from various sects."

Long Yu looked deeply at the scholar in white, and it turned out that he had wronged him. "Well, let's wait here for one more night, and we will also go to take the entrance examination tomorrow." A group of people looked at Long Yu, some with sarcastic smiles, some did not even look at him, and most of them laughed at him.

Long Yu slowly got used to other people's eyes, and slowly found that there was a group of people like dogs surrounding their master, surrounding a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Long Yu glanced at the girl, who had a noble temperament and would not refuse others' flattery at all. Instead, she seemed to enjoy it very much.

Long Yu found a relatively secluded place, and the scholar in white followed him, reading a book by the night light. Long Yu lay on the ground and looked at the stars in the sky. It was the most comfortable night for Long Yu since he came down the mountain. Long Yu looked at the sky and read to the sky. "Brother, do you have a dream?"

Bai Yi was stunned for a moment, then put the book behind his head and fell asleep side by side. "Yes, my dream is to read books and raise a big black dog in the village when I have free time. Then I will find a close friend and raise our children together. What about you?"

Long Yu looked at the sky and gestured with his hands. "I want to be a salted fish, the kind that just lies down and enjoys itself."

"The dream of a salted fish is to turn over a new leaf." The scholar in white clothes looked at the sky with a smile on his face.

Long Yu looked at the twinkling star with a melancholy look. "A salted fish is still a salted fish even if it turns over, but if the salted fish is too bland, it will eat others up. I want to be the saltiest one, so that others dare not easily try to bite it."

The scholar in white looked at Long Yu with a smile, "The salted fish that others easily eat is too bland." Long Yu looked at the sky and stopped talking. Long Yu did not sleep all night, nor did he practice, just enjoying this comfort. The scenes of his descent from the mountain emerged in his mind.

The sky gradually turned gray, and Long Yu knew that it was fog in the mountains. Long Yu was used to seeing such phenomena in Wild Boar Mountain (the mountain where Long Yu fought the Wild Boar Demon King). The scholar in white was shivering from the cold, and Long Yu used his spiritual sense to control the firewood on the mountain to appear in front of him.

Long Yu built a fire for the scholar in white, and then controlled one branch and tried to control the second one. He tried many times but still couldn't move the second branch. After trying for more than two hours, he still couldn't move the second branch. However, he found that all the lines in his spiritual consciousness were connected together.

The white mist slowly receded, and Long Yu looked at the sunlight in the sky. It should be almost noon. The scholar in white was hit in the eyes by the sun, and he stretched his waist lazily, looking at Long Yu who was still smiling evilly, and he couldn't help but hug his body.

Long Yu shook his head helplessly, "You slept so soundly last night. You probably haven't had such a sound sleep in a long time." The white scholar smiled at Long Yu and took out his book to read.

Long Yu saw that the book written by the white-clothed scholar was a bamboo scroll. He read the words on the bamboo scroll and drove his oxen westward to encounter an interesting village. He left some cultivation methods there and continued on his journey westward. Long Yu had read from the old man that Laozi had fought three thousand battles with the Buddhist sect and escaped unscathed.

Long Yu looked at the scholar in white, who was reading every word patiently, and couldn't bear to disturb him. Long Yu continued to practice his spiritual sense, and for a while he was so deeply fascinated that he was awakened by a slap.

Long Yu opened his eyes and saw several middle-aged men with swords on their backs standing in front of him. They were all dressed in green and were organizing the people in front to come in. Long Yu led the scholar in white and followed in front of the team.

The two followed behind, and Long Yu found that everyone had a sign with an invitation written on it. Long Yu looked at his body and saw that he had nothing else except the sword behind him. Leng Tu had given him a token before, but it had been broken by the Wild Boar Demon King.

The jade pendant on his chest was secretly hidden, and it was probably invisible now. Long Yu lined up until almost dusk, and it was finally his turn. Long Yu looked at the big men with a silly smile on his face, "We were introduced by Leng Tu, and the token on our body was broken by a ferocious beast on the road."

The thick-browed man in the lead glanced at Long Yu with a look of disdain on his face, his head raised high as if he was looking up at the sky. "Get out without a token," Long Yu looked at the other party who was unwilling to let him in, and was about to beg him, but the white-clothed scholar grabbed Long Yu.

The scholar in white put on an apologetic smile and handed over a token with both hands. "Can you please inform me that I have an appointment with Jian Chen, and I am here today to ask for the wine money." The man with thick eyebrows took a look at the token and quickly invited the scholar in white to come in.

The scholar in white took the token and pulled Long Yu to a round stone slab. Long Yu felt a black screen in front of his eyes and appeared in a relatively large square. The scholar in white signaled Long Yu not to make a fuss and wait for news.

Long Yu looked at the more than 200 people in front of him, each holding their own weapons. Long Yu was even more curious about the fact that the white-clothed scholar knew Jian Chen. Long Yu immediately figured out that the white-clothed scholar came to join Jian Chen.

After a while, three figures flew over from the sky, a white-haired old Taoist priest, followed by two women in their twenties. One was very charming, and the other was very cold.

People in the square shouted, "I want to learn swordsmanship from Senior Sister Haolin, Haolin is the goddess in my heart"

"I want to learn swordsmanship from Master Pei Yuan, to exorcise demons and defend the Way."

"Tsk, I'm willing to learn swordsmanship from Senior Sister Mengtian. Senior Sister Haolin looks so cold."

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Long Yu looked at the scholar in white, who was concentrating on reading the bamboo slips, not paying any attention to the three people on the steps. Long Yu was also not interested in them, sitting cross-legged at the edge of the square.

Long Yu waited for a while. The white-haired old Taoist priest was called Pei Yuan, the elder of the outer sect of the Divine Sword Pavilion. He had the final say over the outer sect disciples. The charming woman was called Meng Tian, and the cold and beautiful woman was called Hao Lin.

Long Yu was getting impatient waiting, and a green jade slip appeared in front of him. Long Yu looked at his jade slip and saw that it said 250, and he looked helpless. Then another jade slip was thrown over, and Long Yu Yu knew that it belonged to the scholar in white, so he helped him catch it.

Long Yu looked at the people in the square. One after another, they walked to Pei Yuan, holding a bead in their hand and shouting "Xuantie Sword Hall". Then one after another, Long Yu was also very curious about which hall he would be assigned to.

Finally, the last one came to the front, and Long Yu pulled the white-clothed scholar to the front. Long Yu put his hand on the bead, and a faint purple light was extinguished at any time. Pei Yuan glanced at Long Yu and said, "You are a bit useless in the Human Sword Hall, but you can still learn some forging skills."

Long Yu bowed to Elder Pei Yuan, and walked to the back to let the white-robed scholar try to put his hand on the bead. The bead did not move at all, as if it had never touched the hand of the white-robed scholar.

Pei Yuan looked at the scholar in white and shook his head helplessly. "You are even more useless than him, so follow him to the Human Sword Hall." The scholar in white sneered at Pei Yuan and reached out to the bead again. A purple lightning slowly grew inside, and the bead suddenly exploded.

The scholar in white looked at Pei Yuan with a cold smile, "Should I go to the Heavenly Sword Hall or the Divine Sword Hall in the Cabinet now?"