Chapter 17: Sword Tomb Trial (seeking recommendation and collection)

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the cultivator at the beginning of Yuan Ying, earning 200 points, 5,000 experience points, and 50 luck points."
The long-lost system icy warning sounded, and Yang Fan, who was standing still, finally moved.
"Hey, it would be great if the system has the pretense to get points. Otherwise, you can learn from Wang Xuque or Sheng Chuhao."
After all, Yang Fan also deliberately exchanged two novels from the inventory of the system mall-"The Strongest Anti-routine System" and "The Best Ghost Hunting System".
"It's a pity. The old lady Jian of Commoner always keeps changing. If he encounters the deity, he must meet the conditions for practicing Sunflower Treasure."
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth raised, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, he opened a novel with both hands, watching with relish while walking the steps. Looking at his calm look, it seemed that the formation did not bring him pressure.
"Hey! It took less than ten chapters in three months. Commoner, Niang Niang's curse."
Yang Fan cursedly closed the novel and threw it into the system package.
Raising his head and looking at the more than nine hundred steps, Yang Fan felt a little bored. The true vitality in his body gathered on his feet, and then in the eyes of everyone's surprise, Yang Fan's body was suspended in the air and flew towards the top of the mountain at a distance of tens of centimeters from the ground.
"What?" A monk who was only walking halfway up the mountain and supported him tightly only felt a flower in front of him, a strong wind blowing from behind him, almost knocking him down.
"What!" Everyone's eyes widened, with an incredible expression on their faces.
"What!!!" Elder Fan was still drinking a can of pineapple beer, but was startled by Yang Fan. The whole can of beer fell to the ground and all spilled out.
"Pattern."
After a minute, Yang Fan went all the way forward and came directly to the top of the mountain. Now he looked down the mountain at the end of the steps and said something that made everyone want to beat him up.
"Everyone, it's not that I said, walking this kind of stairs is almost the same as walking, you guys! You know that you stay at home all day, and you don't know that it is so difficult to climb a thousand steps."
In front of everyone, Yang Fan satirized everyone, including Elder Fan, very speechless, the ghost knew how he got up. You know, even some elders of the Divine Sword Gate cannot walk a thousand steps, let alone fly up like Yang Fan.
Yang Fan laughed loudly, pointing to the crowd and ridiculing them.
Behind him is a vast square, on which stands a huge sword, just like the sword on the token representing the people of the Excalibur Gate.
There are some martial arts platforms on both sides of the square, which are used to compare and test the disciples in the gate. Depending on the content of the test, there will be different degrees of formation protection.
Further inside is the outer courtyard, which is the practice place and living area for the disciples of the Outer Sect of Shenjianmen. There are lofts for storing exercises, medicinal lofts and treasure lofts, and each loft is always guarded. Disciple must use contribution points to redeem.
There are many ways to obtain contribution points. It can be exchanged for treasures to complete the tasks issued by the sect, or you can refine the pill in exchange for contribution points, or serve the sect outside.
For a sect to be strong, it cannot rely solely on the high-levels, but also requires the efforts of the disciples in the sect. Therefore, it is useless to pay the benefits blindly, and it is necessary to give them the actual benefits of more work.
After the outer courtyard is the inner courtyard, it is the core of the Divine Sword Gate until here. The people in the outer courtyard cannot enter without any leadership or orders or tokens, otherwise tens of thousands will be severely punished. People in the inner courtyard are also treated far better than those in the outer courtyard.
For example, disciple. Outer disciples can only receive one fifth-grade pill a month, ten fourth-grade pill, thirty third-grade pill, and thunderchi baptism once every five years. As for the handyman, there are only one thousand lower-grade spirit stones and one third-grade pill a month. If it is an inner disciple, the treatment is generous, with three fourth-class pill, ten third-class pill, and no more than 100 third-class pill, and the opportunity to enter the thunder pond baptism once every three years.
There are core disciples above the inner disciples, and this kind of disciples will all be the high-level disciples of the Excalibur Sect. Among the core disciples, the competition is very fierce, because only the first in all aspects can make the candidates of the sect master compete once every 50 years, and the sect master of the Sword Sect will be replaced every three hundred years, which means that within 300 years There will be six candidates competing for the position of sect master, and the elders, deacons, etc. will lose.
"Good boy." Elder Fan squinted at Yang Fan, who was proud on the top of the mountain, with a knowing smile on his mouth. But after seeing the pineapple beer that fell on the ground, he immediately showed a heartache and picked it up carefully. Seeing that there was still some unpoured beer in the jar, I scanned the surroundings and opened my mouth while others were not paying attention. Swallow.
Half an hour later, the time for the second pass was over. Elder Fan came to the top of the mountain with the people who passed, and he saw the sun wearing sunglasses at a glance. Yang Fan, lying on the beach chair, casually tilted Erlang's legs, holding another novel in his hand and looking at it leisurely, try to pick up a drink and drink it.
"You finally came up."
"Damn it, kid, do you really think this is a resort?" A big guy finally couldn't help but stood up and pointed at Yang Fan
Yang Fan squinted, glanced at the big man faintly, without paying attention, a carp struck up, standing on the ground, waving his big hand, the beach chair and sunglasses disappeared without a trace.
"Next is the third level, the trial of the sword mound. Everyone will follow me."
Elder Fan didn't say much, as he walked towards the back mountain, Yang Fan and the others followed.
When I came to the flat land of Houshan, what I saw was a cave. On the ground of the cave, various knives and swords were densely inserted. Looking deeper, there are swords inside. Different from other swords, some unique swords are deeply inserted into the rock of the mountain. The rock wall next to each sword is also engraved with words and these are written. The name and life of the owner of the sword.
Everyone came to the entrance of the cave, and suddenly a sword intent came head-on. Some weak-willed people were shocked to retreat dozens of meters before stopping. Except for Elder Fan and Yang Fan, everyone else was pushed back.
"Oh!" Elder Fan was a little surprised, and looked at Yang Fan in surprise, as if he wanted to see the fame from him.
"Little friend Monkey King, please start your performance!"
Elder Fan followed the tone of Yang Fan's usual speech while still holding a can of beer in his hand.
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth were bent, revealing an intriguing smile. With a big wave of his hand, a few pretentious blind hands formed a handprint and placed them in front of him, calm in his heart, and aroused the sword intent in his heart without any clutter.
"Om!"
An invisible wave extends to the surrounding, this wave is ordinary light. People can't perceive it, only those with strong sword intent can perceive it.
The invisible fluctuation speed was very fast, and it came to the entrance of the cave in the blink of an eye.
"Heh-hhhhhh..."
As soon as the sword intent released by Yang Fan touched the sword stuck on the ground, he trembled and made waves of collisions between metals. And the frequency and strength of the vibration are getting bigger and bigger.
"Swish swish-"
I saw that those swords got rid of gravity and hung in the air, and then came to Yang Fan at a very fast speed, suspended in the air, and circled Yang Fan. It was as cheerful as a dog who had been separated from its owner for a few years suddenly saw its owner. At this moment, in the eyes of others, these swords are alive.
If there are people on earth here, they will definitely shout: "I will go, Magneto!"