A tree-shaded path with the night breeze blowing, blowing the forest tips, tired birds sing lightly, and winding paths are secluded. This is another entrance to Qianyuan Sect.

According to Dong Hang's words, this is the official entrance to the Qianyuan Sect.

"This is the official entrance to the sect? What happened to the magnificent stone sect just now? Are there two Thousand Yuan Sects?" Qin Mo was puzzled.

Dragging Qin Mo and walking in front, Dong Hang smiled and said, "Of course not. There is only one Qianyuan Sect in the Shifeng Mountains, how could there be two?"

Hearing such an answer, Qin Mo became even more confused. On his shoulder, Yin Cheng also pricked up his ears and became curious about the situation of Qianyuan Sect.

"That's how it is..."

Dong Hang explained that more than 120 years ago, the sect moved out of Xiling Main City and came to this mountain range. He was forced to change his name to Qianyuan Sect and become a sixth-grade sect. Since then, the situation of Qianyuan Sect has not improved, but has become worse and worse, and the disciples in the sect are one generation worse than the other.

Nearly 60 years ago, the talents of Qianyuan Sect became increasingly dying, and the financial resources of the entire sect were also very difficult. The situation was so miserable that there was no momentum of the fifth-grade or above sects in the past. What's worse, there were fewer and fewer disciples who joined the sect. At that time, the situation was about to be destroyed by the Qianyuan Sect.

At that time, Qianyuan Sect had fallen from a sixth-grade sect to a top seventh-grade sect.

As the saying goes, if you are poor, you will think of change. 50 years ago, the leader of Qianyuan Sect made a bold decision to rebuild the sect, which was to lower the threshold for enrolling disciples. Anyone who wants to join Qianyuan Sect, as long as his origin is innocent, he only needs to pay a certain fee for the True Yuan Stone to be included in the door.

Moreover, if you pay an extra fee, no matter your talent or inferiority, you will be taught by the sect’s martial arts and a nameplate for the official disciples of the Thousand Yuan Sect.

Although such a bold decision made many sects in Xiling Zhancheng dissatisfied, it really fundamentally solved the embarrassing dilemma of Qianyuan Sect.

In 50 years, the Qianyuan Sect not only increased its financial resources, but also flocked to it. Among the many disciples who entered the school, some geniuses were truly selected, stabilizing the sect's deteriorating decline.

"Three years ago, 17 A-level geniuses in the sect were promoted to innate martial arts before they were 30 years old, and finally reached the standard of a candidate for the sixth-grade sect. Therefore, at the gate of Qianyuan Sect, so many people came from thousands of miles to want to join my Qianyuan Sect." Dong Hang explained with a smile.

Qin Mo nodded, and at this moment he understood the various things that Qianyuan Sect experienced after his ancestor left the Xiling battlefield.

It has to be said that the leader of Qianyuan Sect is indeed courageous, and it is indeed an unusual way to stop the sect's decline by taking such measures.

Qin Mo quite agrees with these measures of Qianyuan Sect. After all, only if one sect continues, can there be hope for prosperity again. This is like life. If a person dies, what hope will he talk about? Only by living, even if he lives like a dog, and not giving up his obsession in his heart, he may always wait for a glimmer of hope.

While thinking, the two of them came to the entrance of a hall without realizing it.

The walls, stone pillars, and cracks are mottled, covered with moss and vines, showing the age of time. Qin Mo was a little strange, why no one cleaned the place.

At the entrance of the hall, there were two guards standing on both sides, wearing Qianyuan Sect costumes, wearing swords and swords. They were both around 30 years old, but they had a very sharp breath, which was the peak cultivation level of a great martial artist.

A peak martial artist around 30 years old is a warrior comparable to a genius in any sixth-grade sect.

Seeing this, Qin Mo's heart was shocked and he realized that Dong Hang brought him to an important location in Qianyuan Sect.

"Deputy Dong's Office."

"Uncle Dong."

The two guards at the door saluted at the same time, with a very respectful attitude, showing Dong Hang's extraordinary status.

Suddenly, Dong Hang said, "Little brother, you can now give me the black gold sword medal."

Qin Mo did not hesitate and took out the black gold sword card and handed it to Dong Hang.

"Okay! It was indeed the black gold sword card issued by the seniors of the sect. Another one was taken back. Not bad, not bad." Dong Hang looked through the sword card and smiled and nodded.

Retrieve another one?

Qin Mo was stunned. Could it be that many black gold sword cards from Qianyuan Sect had been issued?

At the same time, he also noticed that the two guards at the entrance of the hall looked a little strange when they saw this black gold sword.

Immediately, Dong Hang did not stop, grabbed Qin Mo and walked straight into the hall.

When the two men left, the two guards at the door exchanged their eyes and started to talk in a low voice.

"Why did a kid with a sword plaque come? Look at his extraordinary roots, will it affect the selection results of the candidate disciples in the inner sect this time?"

"It's hard to say! We'll report this to Senior Brother Peng, so as not to change afterwards. If he blames it, we will have trouble."

The two of them talked for a while, and one of the guards flew up, and moved his body, and had already rushed out ten feet away and disappeared.

...

In the long corridor of the hall, Qin Mo took advantage of the gap to ask about the Wujin Sword Card.

Dong Hang replied: "More than 120 years ago, when the sect was still in the main city of Xiling, in order to save the sect's decline, dozens of black gold sword cards were distributed, all of which were distributed to the sect's predecessors. Over the past hundred years, people have successively held the black gold sword cards and worshipped under our sect."

"However, it is rare to come from such a distant place like the little brother who came from Donglie Zhancheng just to complete the legacy of his ancestors."

During the conversation just now, Dong Hang was quite surprised to learn that Qin Mo came from the Donglie Zhancheng area, but because of this, he became more close to Qin Mo.

"Let's go, little brother. Let's take you to the palm of the outer sect, and he will decide whether you will stay or not. I think my little brother has a great chance to become an inner sect disciple. The difference between the outer sect and the inner sect of the sect is as vast as the world." Dong Hang said with a smile.

Qin Mo secretly complained that no matter which sect's outer sect is a world of difference, it is true that this uncle is a profiteer and is very good at fooling people.

Bang!

Pushing open a thick stone door deep in the hall, with a muffled sound, Qin Mo felt a sharp light coming before he could step into it, which made his true energy rotate and his body immediately covered with a layer of leather-like true energy.

When he realized it, he saw only an empty hall, a middle-aged man in black hair and black robe, sitting upright behind a stone table, holding an ancient book and reading it with his head down. Except for each person and a table, there was nothing in the hall.

The middle-aged man with black robe had thick eyebrows and broad nose, and a very magnificent face. He sat upright like a stone statue, and a heavy aura naturally emanated.

At this time, Qin Mo realized that the sharp light just now was the gaze of the middle-aged man.

Take it seriously, your eyes are like lightning!

"Boy, this Qianyuan Sect outer sect master sect is very powerful, at least he is a strong man above the innate nature." Yin Cheng's voice suddenly rang in his mind, scaring Qin Mo.

Then, he realized that he had signed a soul contract with the demon fox, and he could communicate with each other with his heart.

"Brother Qin Mo, let me introduce you to you. This is the outer sect master courtyard of our Qianyuan Sect, Jing Jinzhong, and Jing Da Palm Courtyard." Dong Hang shouted loudly with some exaggeration.

"snort!"

The middle-aged man in black robe raised his eyebrows like a knife, and said indifferently: "Dong Hang, what kind of relative did you bring to the sect? It would be fine if you stuffed a nephew with qualifications of C to the inner sect. Now you bring another one, where do you think our Qianyuan Sect is?"

Qualification C, ranks, and became an inner disciple of the sixth-grade alternate sect...

Suddenly, Qin Mo looked at Dong Hang and felt that following this unscrupulous uncle seemed to be a wise move.

"Cough..., cough..., Jingda Palm Courtyard, what are you talking nonsense in front of a junior?" Dong Hang coughed repeatedly and tried to cover up, trying to keep his face straight, and said seriously: "Brother Qin Mo, it's not my relative. He came from the distant Donglie Zhancheng with his sect sword card to complete the ancestral teachings..."

Listening to Dong Hang's endless talk, Jing Jinzhong looked a little surprised, looked at Qin Mo, then stood up, took the black gold sword medal handed over by Dong Hang, identified it, and nodded slightly.

"Since I hold the sword card of the sect and want to join the Thousand Yuan Sect, my sect naturally welcomes it and will treat it with preferential treatment. If you don't talk nonsense, first determine your qualifications and strength."
Chapter completed!