To be able to endure ten years in the odd-job class and finally succeed, Zhong Lin's determination was needless to say.
He came from a poor family in the mortal world.
He was different from the eldest princess.
Ten years ago, when Zhong Lin was seven, a bloodthirsty yao slaughtered his village, and then his parents died.
A Heavenly Sword Sect cultivator passed by and killed the yao, bringing him back to the Heavenly Sword Sect.
He felt that his life would change because of this.
The formation elder made an exception and recruited ten inner sect disciples, one radish for one pit, one less for one less.
The hundred Outer Sect disciples who came here were all here for this pit.
Even though many of them had originally hoped to join the Disciplinary Elder or the Sword-Bearing Elder's tutelage, they were still unwilling to join the Sword-Bearing Elder.
In the Heavenly Sword Sect, the discipleship elder and the sword-wielding elder were the most popular candidates for the position of master.
But there was no other way, the discipleship elder and the sword-wielding elder's disciples were already full, the other outer sect disciples could only watch, waiting for a chance but could not find one.
Zhong Lin gritted his teeth and prepared to stand up.
Although he had put in a lot of effort in formations to become Ren Qingshan's disciple, his attainments were shallow and he could not see through the flower boy's methods.
But now, the three sticks of incense were about to burn out, he had to go.
Just as Zhong Lin was about to try to break through the formation, Irin's reminder came into his ears.
Zhong Lin's first reaction was that Irin was joking.
Not moving, not moving, waiting to be eliminated?
Do you know how many years I, Zhong Lin, have waited for this opportunity?
After Irin said this, he lowered his head again and continued to cut the wood, not saying anything else.
Zhong Lin turned around and glanced at Irin.
The high-spirited young man had a smile on his face, calm and indifferent.
For some reason, he did not believe it at first, but Zhong Lin inexplicably believed it.
A ridiculous thought appeared in Zhong Lin's mind, if he did not believe it, the other party might stand up and hit him.
Thus, Zhong Lin's butt that was sitting on the ground lifted up a little, but was suddenly pushed back down.
He took a deep breath, his limbs trembling.
One by one, the young boys and girls lifted their butts and entered the formation.
They were all confused in the formation, falling into a maze.
Zhong Lin didn't have the time to pay attention to the others. Instead, he stared fixedly at the last incense stick that was about to burn out. He was struggling more than anyone else.
He was still turning Irin's words over and over in his mind.
Why aren't you moving?
Why couldn't they move if they wanted to pass the test?
Why the hell?
Was it fun?
This is not fun.
…
"It's time."
The flower boy's voice interrupted Zhong Lin's thoughts and pulled him back to reality.
As the last bit of ash fell into the incense burner and the incense was extinguished, the scenery in front of Zhong Lin and Irin changed. After a while, they suddenly realized that they had unknowingly moved and were now sitting by the wall of the courtyard.
In front of them was the line.
They were outside the boundary!
Zhong Lin was shocked.
When did he come out!?
Zhong Lin raised his head in surprise at this unexpected result. He found that after the competition ended, there were five other people outside the circle like them.
Including Irin and Zhong Lin, there were seven people in total.
Three women and four men.
The oldest was a tall young man with a short beard. He looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He must have suffered a lot in the odd-job class.
The youngest was a little girl with a ponytail. She looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. She stared with her flawless eyes and curiously sized up the rest of her "fellow disciples" who had passed the flower girl examination.
"It's time."
Irin said softly. There was a hint of regret in his tone. However, when he stopped moving his carving knife, it seemed that he was regretting that there was not enough time for him to complete the task at hand.
The flower boy waved his long sleeve. The hundred people in the circle were awakened from their daze. When they realized that they were in the circle, some were disappointed, some hugged their heads and cried bitterly. Some hugged their neighbors and cried bitterly.
However, no one dared to make a scene here. It was normal for their skills to be inferior. Under the flower boy's guidance, those who failed left the mountain with their tails between their legs.
"From today onwards, it's my pleasure to meet all my fellow disciples." The flower girl landed beside them. She blinked and smiled. "Welcome to the Circumference Mountain lineage."
The opportunity to skip the Outer Sanctum and enter the Inner Sanctum was extremely rare. There might not be such an opportunity in ten years.
In other words, this was a great opportunity!
Except for Irin, the other disciples were excited and could not contain their excitement.
As he spoke, the flower boy distributed the Inner Sanctum disciple waist tokens to the seven of them.
The number of the waist token was, of course, random. However, the number was smaller, only two digits.
Irin got the number 23.
The seven of them introduced themselves to each other.
Except for Zhong Lin and Irin, the other three women and two men were Ding Rou, Yi Qiu, Gongsun Yan 'er, Chai Kang, and Ge Zhuang.
Irin simply noted down the names and did not talk to them. He felt that he would not have many close friends in the future.
However, what made Irin feel strange was that Jian Nan Chun had introduced himself as a disciple of the Sky Rapier Sect with the word "Jian" in his name. However, the flower boy did not seem to have any intention of changing their names.
However, this was also good. Irin was used to people calling him Lin Yi in this world. He was not used to it suddenly becoming "Sword One" or "Sword Twenty-three".
It sounded like a good sword … Sword Sword.
When he thought of the scene when he met Jian Nan Chun in the future, he would call him "Junior Brother Jian" and he would call him "Senior Brother Jian". Irin could not help but feel cold and shook his head.
If so, he would not be an Inner Sanctum disciple.
Ren Qingshan did not show up. The flower boy explained the rules of Circumference Mountain to the newcomers.
"Every morning, I will teach you on behalf of Master."
"On the fifteenth day of every month, Master will teach you personally. Remember, cherish the opportunity and do not delay."
"After three months, Master will take you to Swordsmanship-seeking Mountain to find your natal flying swords."
"If you perform well, you may even have a chance to get a Sumeru Ring that recognizes you as its owner."
"…"
The flower boy mentioned the things to pay attention to in Circumference Mountain.
For example, where could they go and where could they not go?
Where could they go during the day and where could they not go during the night? Where could they go during the night and where could they not go during the day, etc.
Yi Lin was able to memorize these kinds of cumbersome rules, but he was dizzy from all the talking. He secretly thought that there were actually many more rules here than in the Dao Teaching Park. He wondered if he had come to the wrong place.
However, when Irin thought of his purpose in coming to Circumference Mountain, he became firm in his decision … He would not forget his original intention.
After the flower boy finished speaking, he asked Irin and the others to find an ownerless wooden hut in Circumference Mountain as a place to stay.
From the beginning to the end, the flower boy did not mention the details of the assessment, nor did he ask how they had seen through the mystery of the formation. Zhong Lin looked muddle-headed. He felt that he had passed the assessment because he had taken advantage of the opportunity and did not feel at ease.
When the others left the courtyard and found a wooden hut in Circumference Mountain to settle down, Irin hesitated for a moment and said to the flower boy's delicate back.
"This … Senior Brother, please wait."
Irin was hesitant about whether to call him Senior Sister or Senior Brother. However, after careful observation, Irin felt that it was more appropriate to call him Senior Brother.
As expected, there was no displeasure on the flower boy's face. He had a sweet smile on his face. This smile was very comfortable in the eyes of others, but Irin felt that there was something hidden behind this smile.
"Junior Brother Lin Yi, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask."
Irin held the waist token of 'Circumference Mountain Inner Gate Number 23' that he had just received in his hand and asked.
"May I ask, does this mean that I can no longer join the other elders after receiving this waist token?"
When the flower boy heard this, it was as if he had heard a ridiculous joke. He covered his mouth and chuckled. "Junior Brother, you speak without thinking. It's fine if you say this in front of me, but don't say it in front of Master. The qualification to enter the inner gate of Circumference Mountain is a blessing that many can only dream of. How can you have such a ridiculous idea? "
"But other than formations, I also want to learn other things, such as alchemy, swordsmanship, weapon refinement, occult arts, and so on."
"Junior Brother, there's no point in being greedy."
"I'm just eager to learn."
"Don't be so ungrateful."
The flower boy smiled, but there was a hint of coldness in his clear eyes that was hard to detect.
Irin felt around his chest and took out the nameless waist token that Chen Bei had given him when he was drunk. He waved it in front of the flower boy. "Can I just be an in-name disciple? The kind that only needs to learn and doesn't need to take responsibility. "
Irin personally believed that there were many benefits to being an in-name disciple.
One could walk through thousands of flowers and not be stained by a single leaf.
"This is …"
The flower boy's pupils shrank slightly and the coldness in his eyes disappeared. He was not surprised because of the nameless waist token in Irin's hand … He was surprised because even with his experience in the Heavenly Sword Gate, he did not recognize what this waist token was. Could it be that Lin Yi had carved this waist token himself and used it to confuse others?
Whoosh —
Suddenly.
A gust of wind blew behind the flower boy.
Ren Qingshan, with his slightly fat belly, appeared behind the flower boy out of thin air.
Irin frowned. Although he pretended to be a little lamb, his foundation was there. However, when Ren Qingshan appeared, he could not react in time and did not notice how Ren Qingshan had "teleported" behind the flower boy.
"Who gave this to you?"
No emotions could be seen from Ren Qingshan's face, which was neither salty nor light.
"… Chen Bei."
Irin did not hide it.
"Which Chen Bei?"
"The Chen Bei from the odd-job class."
When he answered, Irin was secretly puzzled. Did Ren Qingshan mean that there were many Chen Beis?
"…"
After Ren Qingshan confirmed "which" Chen Bei was, he fell silent. After a moment of silence, Ren Qingshan waved his hand and took back the waist token that represented his identity as an in-name disciple under the flower boy's surprised gaze. He turned around and walked back into the house step by step.
"Lin Yi, in-name disciple of Circumference Mountain. From today onwards, you can sit in and listen. You are not allowed to ask any questions."
"Okay."
Irin immediately agreed. He took back the nameless waist token and smiled.
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