Chapter 8: Relying on the Sword Spirit for Reference
The waiter came over and greeted him warmly.
Shen Lang whispered, "Bring me a pot of tea."
The waiter responded and quickly prepared it.
Shen Lang sat there, slightly closed his eyes, and took a short rest.
His mind kept thinking about what had just happened, as well as the clues about his life that Murong Qing'er had said.
Not long after, the waiter brought a pot of steaming hot tea.
After a short rest, Shen Lang stood up, paid for the tea, and headed for the mountain road leading to Tianshan Sword Sect.
Tianshan Sword Sect is located on the top of Tianjian Mountain, which is towering and extremely steep.
The road is rugged and covered with sharp stones and bushes.
But Shen Lang was not afraid. He took a deep breath and used his earth-level body skills.
His figure was like a ghost, shuttling quickly on the mountain road.
He jumped over boulders lightly and avoided traps one by one. His body skills were so fast that it was astonishing.
Finally, after an extremely difficult journey, Shen Lang arrived at the gate of Tianshan Sword Sect.
The tall and heavy gate was tightly closed, like an insurmountable barrier.
Just as Shen Lang stood in front of the gate and looked quietly, a low and deep voice suddenly sounded: "Are you here to take the exam? Do you have a sword order?"
The voice seemed to come from deep inside the gate, with an unquestionable majesty.
Shen Lang raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice, but found that there were no other figures around the gate. The voice seemed to come from the void.
Shen Lang calmed down, slowly took out the sword order from his arms, and held it in his hand.
He took a deep breath, raised his voice and said: "I have a sword order, and I came to take the exam."
His voice echoed in front of the silent door, with a hint of firmness and expectation.
A ray of light shone on the sword order, as if it was identifying.
Then, the closed door made a dull sound and slowly opened inward.
As the gate opened, a solemn atmosphere came to the face. Inside the gate was a wide and straight bluestone road, extending into the distance, as if leading to the depths of the mysterious Tianshan Sword Sect.
Shen Lang's eyes became more determined, and he stepped in.
After entering, Shen Lang, under the guidance of an old man in a gray robe, slowly walked along a winding stone road and finally came to the outside of the hall.
There were many people here, many of whom came from all over the world to take the exam.
They were either talking in a low voice in groups or standing alone quietly, and everyone held the sword order that symbolized the qualification tightly in their hands.
These people exuded different auras, some were vigorous, some were calm and restrained, but without exception, their eyes were flashing with persistence to join the Tianshan Sword Sect.
At this time, Shen Lang suddenly felt a figure approaching in front of him.
He raised his head and saw a sweet-looking purple-clothed girl coming towards him.
She was dressed in a flowing purple dress, with black hair like a waterfall casually draped over her shoulders, her skin was white as snow, and her bright eyes were like shining stars.
She had a faint smile on her face, which seemed to melt people's hearts and make people feel more intimate.
"Is this your first time here? You look very unfamiliar." The purple-clothed girl took the initiative to greet her. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, as beautiful as a yellow warbler out of the valley.
She tilted her head slightly, and a hint of curiosity was revealed in her eyes.
"Yes, I am Shen Lang, and you are?" Shen Lang looked at the smart girl in front of him and responded politely.
"I am Tuoba Moyu."
Tuoba Moyu raised the corner of her mouth, revealing a sweet smile and said, "I come from the distant northern border. I have been full of yearning and longing for Tianshan Sword Sect since I was a child. For this exam, I have made sufficient preparations, just to stand out in this immortal exam and become a member of Tianshan Sword Sect."
Her voice was a little lively, and people couldn't help but feel happy after listening to it.
Above the main hall, there hangs a huge plaque, on which are written the four characters "Four Questions of the Immortal Examination" in a flamboyant style, which seem to contain endless mystery and profound meaning.
Below it, it is written in order: "Ask the heart, ask the body, ask the soul, and ask the way".
Shen Lang looked at the words on the plaque, and a strong curiosity surged in his heart, and his eyes were full of inquiry.
Tuoba Moyu, who was standing by, saw Shen Lang's appearance, and looked at Shen Lang's handsome appearance, and suddenly felt a good impression in his heart, so he began to explain to him what Tianshan had tested in the past.
"The previous examinations of the Tianshan Sword Sect were very strict and comprehensive. They would examine the ability and qualifications of the candidates from all aspects."
Shen Lang couldn't help laughing when listening to Tuoba Moyu's explanation, and said jokingly: "You are well prepared."
Tuoba Moyu raised his head slightly, with a confident smile on his face.
Just as Shen Lang was talking to Tuoba Moyu, a short, fat man with a greasy face staggered over. He was wearing a gorgeous but slightly tacky brocade robe, and a valuable jade pendant hung around his waist. This man was Zhu Fude, a young man with some influence in the area.
His small green bean-like eyes stared at Tuoba Moyu with a smile that he thought was charming.
He walked up to Tuoba Moyu with a pretentious and unrestrained pace, and said in a greasy voice that gave people goose bumps: "Hey, this beautiful girl, I'm Zhu Fude, may I have the honor of meeting you?"
Tuoba Moyu frowned, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and responded coldly and unceremoniously: "Go away, I'm not interested in getting to know you."
Zhu Fule seemed not to have expected to be rejected so simply. The smile on his face suddenly froze, but he still refused to give up and continued to say shamelessly: "Girl, don't be so ruthless. I, Zhu Fule, have some small influence in this area. Follow me." I guarantee you, girl, will enjoy spicy food from now on."
Tuoba Moyu glared at him, raised his voice and said, "I'll say it again, stay away from me!"
After saying that, he turned around and ignored him, leaving Zhu Ford standing there looking embarrassed and annoyed.
Zhu Fude stood there, his face turning green and white. He did not expect that Tuoba Moyu would be so disrespectful.
He gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Tuoba Moyu's back, but he was afraid of the situation and would not get angry.
Shen Lang saw all this and couldn't help feeling very contemptuous of Zhu Fude's behavior.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and he said to Zhu Fude with a hint of ridicule: "This girl doesn't want to talk to you, why don't you hurry up and go away."
When Zhu Fude heard this, he immediately transferred his anger to Shen Lang. He puffed up his chest, pointed at Shen Lang, and said arrogantly: "Who do you think you are, and you dare to teach me a lesson?"