Chapter 635： task (1/2)
Song Jian picked up a sword on the wooden table, hung it around his waist, and slowly walked out of the room.
At this time, he discovered that the entire Qingyun Jianmen was actually stationed on a mountain peak. The higher the position of the Jianmen disciple, the closer the place where he lived, and the handyman disciple like him could only live in the mountain. Underfoot
There are many people entering and exiting Qingyun Jianmen, most of them are wearing the same gray clothing as Song Jian. It seems that this should be the standard costume of Qingyun Jianmen's miscellaneous disciples.
”The main thing now is to find a way to upgrade. I am only one level now. I want to get the first place in the assessment after three days. At least I need to upgrade the level to ten or more. At least I can unlock the three modes of the sword. ”Song Jian said to himself.
Although the two talent skills are not sealed, and there is also an attack skills, the teeth of the teeth, but since it is Jianmen assessment, then the assessment must be swordsmanship, using the teeth of the teeth, it is easy to make people doubt his identity.
At this moment, a group of disciples wearing the costumes of the disciples came in from the outside, cursing while walking;
”The thieves of the Black Wind Mountain are so arrogant that they dared to rob us near our Qingyun Sword Gate.
”Well, sooner or later, our Qingyun Jianmen will end up all the robber nests in Heifeng Mountain;”
”Hey, you say that we have so many good players at Qingyun Jianmen, why can't even a black wind mountain, I heard that some of the leaders of the black wind mountain are just strong first-order combatants ...”
”We can only blame our disciples for not fighting. The door did not announce the task of annihilating robbers, but no one could complete it. In this way, I am afraid that our overall evaluation this year will be lowered by one level, hi!”
Just then, this group of people suddenly saw Song Jian standing outside the wooden house, all of them froze, and then passed him as if he had not seen him;
”Even if we really downgrade our evaluation by one level, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with Song Jian. In three days, he will be kicked out of the Qingyun Sword Gate.”
”Hey, I can't learn even the most basic Qingyun swordsmanship in three years. Such a fool can stay in Jianmen for three years. It is also a miracle. I ate rice for three years.”
”That is, even the handyman disciple who has just been in the school for a year can't beat him, and we who entered the Qingyun Sword Gate have felt shameful. He is embarrassed to stay here. If I were, I would have been secretly down the mountain.
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”It seems that I have a very low status in Qingyun Jianmen.” Song Jian smiled bitterly.
With a long sword placed around his waist, Song Jian walked towards the task pick-up for the miscellaneous disciples;
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In the area where the handyman disciples live, there is a three-story wooden house. A big fat man lies on a rocking chair with his eyes closed. The apprentices who came in and out seemed to be in awe of him. When they entered the wooden building, they all walked around him;
Song Jian glanced at this big fat man and didn't care, but went directly into the wooden building;
This big fat man named Wang Dafu looks inconspicuous, but in fact he is a swordsman of Qingyun Sword Gate. He has first-order combat power, but was seriously injured in a battle, and his strength fell so badly that he was Arrived here, as a steward of the task building, be considered an elderly.
Although it fell into the first-order combat realm, in the eyes of Song Jian, the manager named Wang Dafu has the same strength as a 30-level elite BOSS.