Chapter 7

Standing under Qingfeng Mountain, the palace owner said, "You can walk up by yourself. After you get to the mountain, someone will arrange your accommodation. Everything will depend on you in the future." After saying that, the figure of the palace master flashed and disappeared without a trace.

After the palace owner left, Zhang Yuan felt so lonely. In the deep mountains and forests, at the foot of Qingfeng Mountain, no one was seen. Looking up, there was no pedestrian. A gust of wind blew down the ancient trees and fallen leaves, just like myself leaving my hometown.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yuan remembered his mother's blood book. On the blood-stained white cloth, he wrote down his mother's greatest wish in life. What is the reason why the world does not allow our mother and son?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head and didn't think much about it. He strode up the stone ladder. At the beginning, Zhang Yuan was still full of strength. But later, he climbed exhausted and breathless. I wanted to take a break, but I could see the sky gradually getting darker. Zhang Yuan had to grit his teeth and insist that he could not climb the mountain before dark. Even if he was not frozen to death, he would be scared to death. Such a barren mountain is definitely not safe at night.

With the hard support, I finally reached the mountainside. A building and palace appeared in front of him. The building palace is very simple and exudes a sacred and ancient atmosphere. This ancient building is not empty and vulgar. The ancient buildings, after endless vicissitudes, still stand still. It's worthy of being a fairyland; Zhang looked at everything in front of him intoxicatedly.

Just as Zhang Yuan sighed, a middle-aged man came over. Looking at the intoxicated Zhang Yuan, he said impatiently, "Are you Zhang Yuan?"

"I'm Zhang Yuan. I don't know what you should call me?" Zhang Yuan came to his senses and answered respectfully in a hurry; the middle-aged man said, "You can call me stewer Wang; I am responsible for arranging new people."

"Then I'll call you stewer Wang, stewer, disciple Zhang Yuanchu came to the fairyland. I don't know many rules yet, and please don't hesitate to teach me. Zhang Yuan said respectfully: He is not familiar with this place, so he should naturally be polite.

Seeing Zhang Yuan so respectfully, the stewor's tone improved and said, "The palace owner has explained that I will arrange accommodation for you. As for the patriarchal rules, when you officially become a disciple of Jiujian Palace, I will explain to you. According to the order, you must swear before you can officially join the Nine Sword Palace.

Zhang Yuan said respectfully, "Thank you, Lord, for your labor management."

"Come with me, and I'll take you to swear first." After saying that, the stewman turned around and left. Zhang Yuan followed closely. Under the quaint buildings and palaces, countless green strange flowers and plants are planted. Although hundreds of meters apart, you can also smell a clear fragrance.

The willow trees are green and pine, sitting in twos, men and women, talking about ancient and modern times, tasting tea, or blowing the scenery. In short, they are all beautiful and beautiful, which is beyond the children of a secular family.

Looking at these men and women, Zhang Yuan was puzzled. Why are they so leisurely? The stewor saw Zhang Yuan's thoughts and said, "The practice time is over, of course they are leisurely."

The two walked to a sword cliff and stopped. There was a stone statue standing on the edge of the sword cliff. The stone statue holds a heavenly book in his left hand and his right hand is behind him. Deep eyes look at the distant sky, as if they are looking down on the sufferings of the world and saving people from water and fire. Although it is just a stone statue, it feels like a great saint. Hands and feet can destroy the world. During the discussion, you can save people from the sea of suffering.

The stewor respectfully said to the statue: "Disciple Wang Yun, take the newcomer Zhang Yuan to swear. I hope he can be a big sect and never betray me. The stewor said to Zhang Yuan, "This is our Kaifeng ancestor Tianwu. Every new member must swear in front of the ancestor."

Zhang Yuan walked to the stone statue and knelt down respectfully and said, "The sky is above, disciple Zhang Yuan, blessed by heaven, and the sect is pitied. I am lucky to be a member of the Nine Sword Palace. From now on, my disciples put the sect first and are willing to go through fire and water for the sect. If there is a betrayal, it will definitely be frustrated and never reincarnating. After saying that, Zhang Yuan worshipped the stone statue.

After the oath, stewor Wang said to Zhang Yuan, "You are now a disciple of the Nine Sword Palace, and I will tell you the seven commandments of the sect. As for some basic explanations of Jiujian Palace, I will give you a book, and you can have a good look at it when you have time.

The first commandment is to respect teachers.

The second commandment. The same door is not allowed to be killed.

The third commandment is not allowed to kill the poor.

The fourth commandment is not allowed to disclose any secrets and secrets of the sect

The fifth commandment is not allowed to confer with evil outsiders.

The sixth commandment is that no matter where you are, you must not do anything that damages the reputation of the sect.

The seventh commandment, when the sect is in danger, we should not care about personal gains and losses.

"Can you hold the above seven commandments?" The stewman asked unquestionedly; Zhang Yuan said firmly, "I can achieve the above seven commandments."

The stewer smiled for the first time and said, "I'm going to collect the daily necessities now and arrange accommodation for you."

I didn't expect to enter the sect so smoothly. Zhang Yuan said happily, "There is a stewman." The two came to a large courtyard, where there were dozens of houses in the spacious courtyard. The stewor walked to a house and directly reached out and pushed it in. Zhang Yuan followed closely. There is a middle-aged woman sitting in the room. This middle-aged woman is quite beautiful, which gives people a very spicy feeling.

When the middle-aged woman saw Wang Yun coming in, she scolded angrily: "Damn it, don't knock on the door when you come in. If you dare to be rude, be careful that I break your leg."

Wang Yun laughed and said, "Don't be angry, I'll just pay attention to it next time." Hearing Wang Yun call herself Zheng Beauty, the middle-aged woman seemed to be very useful and put away her fierce look.

After seeing that the other party was not angry, Wang Yun said, "Beauty Zheng, I brought the newcomer Zhang Yuan here for business. Please be gentle and be careful to scare them away."

"I'm not a female tiger, can I still scare people away?" The woman showed her original shape again. She took a look at Zhang Yuan and then asked, "Are you new here?"

Zhang Yuan replied; "Yes"

"Have you taken an oath?" The middle-aged woman continued to ask;

Wang Yun said first; "I took him to swear just now. He has a good attitude and is a rare person.

The middle-aged woman said angrily, "I didn't ask you, why are you rushing to answer?"

Wang Yun said aggrievedly, "Don't forget the old man when the newcomer comes, and the newcomer is still young."

The middle-aged woman glanced at Wang Yun and said, "Since I have vowed, I am a member of the Nine Sword Palace." After saying that, he took out a book and asked Zhang Yuan to sign his name. Zhang Yuan stepped forward and signed his name on the roster.

After signing, the middle-aged woman said, "Any new member of the sect cannot directly enter the main peak. If you want to enter the main peak, you must meet two conditions."

One, it has an extraordinary sky.

Second, challenge the other eight peak disciples and get the first place. Zhang Yuan thought he did not have this strength when he challenged the other disciples of the same level as Bafeng and won the first place. As for extraordinary talent, it can't be seen from the surface.