Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Yes, it's me
Mu Jiulin entered the Sword Sea with this group of new disciples.
It was time for this group of disciples to take their swords. You Bihuai had previously held off on opening the Sea of Swords because Mu Jiulin lacked spiritual roots. Now that Mu Jiulin was no longer a problem, it was natural for this group of disciples to take their swords.
This is the first small level for newcomers. It is not very entertaining and few people come to watch it. Only the master and one or two fellow disciples who get along well with him come to take a look.
You Bihuai tapped the foreheads of the new disciples one by one, saying, "Water spiritual roots, wind spiritual roots, water spiritual roots..."
When he mentioned Mu Jiulin, he paused, glanced at him briefly, and said, "Plant and tree spiritual roots."
After emphasizing each person's attributes, You Bihuai reminded them, "Different swords have different attributes. It's best for you to choose a sword that matches your own attributes. This will greatly benefit your cultivation."
"Also, the Heart Refining Prison has a time limit, which is the time-limited hourglass you are holding in your hands. The moment you arrive at the Heart Refining Prison, the hourglass will open. Those who fail to pass within the specified time will be disqualified and will be disqualified from obtaining the sword."
The newcomers had clear eyes and thanked the leader for his instructions. Even the one with the most stable personality had eyes sparkling with eagerness to try.
It’s really the era of new beauty. Being young is good and full of energy.
It would be even better if there were melon seeds at this time.
You Bihuai stood on the edge of the cliff and drew a golden talisman in the air with his hands. The originally calm water surface at the bottom of the cliff began to ripple with white waves, and the entrance to the Sea of Swords was opened.
The newlyweds were like little carps, jumping down one by one.
Ye Nanque stood there bored, and started chatting with the system: [This splash is well controlled! Full marks! That splash is not good! Points deducted!]
System: [If you're bored, go write a biography to practice your acting skills.]
Ye Nanque: [No, I'm afraid I'm too good.]
The system was too lazy to pay attention to him and let Ye Nanque chatter on for more than ten minutes.
As soon as Mu Jiulin entered the sea, he felt a biting cold all over his body. Unlike the sea surface, the area below the sea level seemed like another world.
There was no sunlight here, only some algae emitting fluorescence. He held his breath and swam down, and suddenly he felt his body sink, and his feet stepped on solid rocks, and his breathing became smooth.
The hourglass in his hand began to reverse, and the fine sand flowed downwards.
Mu Jiulin knew that he had arrived at the first level of the Yu Jian Sect's barrier, the Refining Heart Prison.
This is an underwater passage, or more like an underwater city, surrounded by walls made of mottled stones covered with thick algae, which seem to have been stationed here for thousands of years.
Mu Jiulin walked forward, and a voice called out from behind him: "My fellow disciple, wait a moment."
Mu Jiulin turned around and saw a familiar face who had joined the school at the same time as him. If he remembered correctly, this person's name was Fan Xuan.
Fan Xuan walked quickly to his side and shivered: "It's so cold here, and it's a gloomy cold. Brother, do you feel it?"
Mu Jiulin kindly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, let's go together."
"Strange." Fan Xuan looked at the hourglass in Mu Jiulin's hand and asked, "Why does your hourglass flow so fast, while mine is so slow?"
He raised the hourglass in his hand, and Mu Jiulin looked over. Sure enough, it was much slower than his own.
In such a short period of time, Mu Jiulin's hourglass was almost half full, while the other party's hourglass was only one-fifth full.
Mu Jiulin felt a little confused, but still said calmly: "Maybe everyone's is different, it might be random."
Fan Xuan said "oh", but it didn't look like he believed what Mu Jiulin said.
The two walked forward along the passage in silence.
The hourglass in Mu Jiulin's hand was getting faster and faster, and accordingly, his footsteps were getting faster and faster, and he was almost running.
Fan Xuan also ran with him all the way, panting.
Finally, before Mu Jiulin's hourglass ran out, the two saw the exit.
Mu Jiulin breathed a sigh of relief.
Fan Xuan said nonchalantly, "It's not difficult. It's just a dark road. Is this a test of our courage? I thought there would be monsters or something, but I've been in the sect for so long and haven't seen a single monster. Brother, have you seen one?"
Mu Jiulin was concentrating on getting the sword, and Fan Xuan kept talking in his ear, which disturbed him too much.
Out of politeness, Mu Jiulin still replied: "I haven't seen it."
Fan Xuan continued, "That's right. We are just new disciples. Even if there are demons, it's not our turn to deal with them. I remember your master is Uncle Jiang, right? Then isn't your senior brother Brother Ye? They all say that Senior Brother Ye is the most talented person in the past hundred years. Can you tell me what kind of person he is?"
When mentioning Ye Nanque, Mu Jiulin couldn't help but glance sideways at Fan Xuan. It was at this glance that he saw an extremely unusual thing behind Fan Xuan, attacking them silently but quickly.
How to describe it? It's like countless... countless seaweed-like things.
Before Mu Jiulin could warn him, the seaweed had already wrapped around one of Fan Xuan's feet.
Fan Xuan screamed and fell to the ground. His body, bound in seaweed, was dragged backwards. At the critical moment, Mu Jiulin grabbed Fan Xuan's right hand.
The seaweed that had become a spirit was too strong, and even the two of them combined were no match for it.
Mu Jiulin was dragged for more than ten meters, and the hourglass in his hand fell to the ground. Finally, when his hand touched a protruding stone, he grabbed it tightly and stalemate with the seaweed.
Fan Xuan first cried out in shock, "Help, help!"
Then he looked at the hourglass that Mu Jiulin had dropped on the ground and reminded him loudly: "Brother, your hourglass is almost empty! Don't worry about me, let go!"
Mu Jiulin frowned and saw that even though the hourglass that fell to the ground was lying flat, the sand inside was still moving from one end to the other.
This is certainly no ordinary hourglass; it won't stop.
Mu Jiulin's brows were knitted together.
Before he could come up with a solution, Fan Xuan started yelling again, "Help, help! It's biting me! Ah, my foot!"
Mu Jiulin was distracted again by his shouting. Fan Xuan's ankle, which was entangled by seaweed, was bleeding continuously. It was obvious that this was not an ordinary monster. What it wanted to do was definitely not as simple as dragging people away.
If he lets go of his hand at this moment, who knows what the consequences will be for Fan Xuan.
Mu Jiulin didn't let go and looked around. There was nothing around, no tools available, except for the hourglass that fell in front of him.
Mu Jiulin asked: "Is your hourglass still there?"
Fan Xuan was about to cry: "No, not here, I don't know where it fell just now."
Mu Jiulin frowned, grabbed the rocks and tried to move forward, and actually moved forward a little.
He reached for the hourglass, and as he got it, he heard Fan Xuan say, "Brother, don't worry about me, just go away."
Mu Jiulin didn't answer, but he didn't hesitate either. He broke the hourglass the moment he got it, picked up a piece and handed it to Fan Xuan: "Use this to cut the seaweed."
"Thank you very much." Fan Xuan trembled as he used the sharp fragments to cut the thing tied around his ankle.
The monster seemed to be afraid of pain. After being cut a few times, it let go and retreated into the darkness.
The two men got up from the ground. Fan Xuan said with deep guilt, "Brother, I've held you back and prevented you from passing the Heart Refining Prison. Let's go back the same way we came. I'll tell the headmaster about this and ask him to give you another chance."
Mu Jiulin shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
He walked forward, and almost reached the exit, when the corner of his clothes was pulled by Fan Xuan. The other party looked at him in confusion and asked, "You, your time-limited hourglass is already broken, why are you still..."
Mu Jiulin just smiled, pushed his hand away, and walked straight towards the exit.
After a flash of white light, everything around him changed. The stone wall disappeared, Fan Xuan disappeared, and the hourglass returned to his hand.
Mu Jiulin grinned.
He guessed right, the Heart Purging Prison was indeed just a trick to make up a story.
At this moment, he felt a little sorry for these monks. The stories they made up were nonsensical, like tests created by people who had no idea about the world.
He had not read many books, but he had seen many stories. He had seen beggars fighting to the death for a steamed bun, dignitaries who looked noble in silk and satin but took pleasure in teasing others, and mothers who were almost starving to death but would save their last bite of food for their children.
He knows how bad people are and how good they are.
Therefore, we also know that noble character can be disguised, and clumsy performances can be mixed with some sincerity.
Everything depends on people's choices.
To pass the Heart Purging Prison, he just needs to always make the most "correct" choices.
A qualified monk will not abandon his fellow disciples, a qualified monk will not envy his fellow disciples for having more time than himself, a qualified monk will not give up halfway...
Knowing the purpose makes making choices easy.
On the cliff, a group of elders gathered on the shore, watching the churning sea water.
You Bihuai glanced at Jiang Caiyu and said, "The first person to pass has appeared. It's your disciple, Mu Jiulin. I remember that your eldest disciple, Ye Nanque, was also the first one to pass that year."
Ye Nanque silently straightened his chest.
Yes, it's me.
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