Chapter 640： doubt (1/2)
Song Jian did not learn Qingyun swordsmanship for three years. The three examiners already knew about it, but now it seems that Li Guiqing mistakenly thought that Song Jian was not learning Qingyun swordsmanship, but he did not like Qingyun swordsmanship and did not want to learn it.
But what they didn't know was that Song Jian had never learned Qingyun's swordsmanship at all. Seeing Li Guiqing handed over his cultivation experience, Song Jian took it with respectful hands and thanked him;
Song Jian's attitude made Li Guiqing very satisfied. He nodded with a smile and gently stroked the three long whiskers.
”Well, after the assessment is over, you should go back to rest and wash well. The **** smell on your body is too strong.” Li Guiqing laughed. ”When tomorrow comes to Qingyun Hall, the head and elders of Jianmen will be there.” We will evaluate you personally. Once you have entered their eyes and accepted you as a disciple, you will be one step closer to heaven. ”
”Yes, behave well at that time!” Wang Hai laughed;
”I'm optimistic about you!” Qinhua smiled, covering her mouth, with a charming expression.
After a few shivering with several people, the contact details of the three were left, and Song Jian smiled and watched the three leave.
At the end of the assessment, Song Jian did not return directly to the place to stay, but walked towards the mission building, and the mission reward for annihilating Heifengzhai had not been received.
Because Heifengzhai has not been annihilated for a long time, the reward of this task has been rising all the way, and now it has risen to the level that makes the official swordsmen feel jealous.
Watching Song Jian walk in, even Wang Dafu lying in the sun outside the mission building was shocked.
”I said, boy, did you destroy Heifengzhai?” Wang Dafu asked with a stunned expression;
”Here is the head of the leader of Heifengzhai!” Song Jian raised his cloth bag and said;
”Okay, okay, okay!” Wang Dafu shouted three good words in a row, with an expression of admiration on his face, ”I didn't expect that your kid wouldn't fly for three years, one fly into the sky, three years without sounding, and a blockbuster!” ”
”Oh, good to say, good to say.” Song Jian arched his hand, handed the bag in his hand, and said, ”Please check it!”
For such an important task, ordinary disciples are definitely not qualified to inspect the tasks, and only the steward can do it.
Wang Dafu opened the cloth bag, glanced at the flesh and blood in his head, and nodded, ”Okay, put it here. Within three days, if there are no problems, the task reward will be issued to you!”
Such an important task, of course, is impossible to intersect with a flesh and **** head. Afterwards, people inside the Jianmen will naturally send people to Heifeng Mountain to take a closer look.
Song Jian nodded and turned away from the mission building;
”This kid ...” Wang Dafu shook his head and said, ”I didn't expect that Wang Dafu also had a day to look away, and this rotten mud sometimes turned into pearl jade!”
After Song Jian's assessment of the disciples, with one person's strength, turned over the remaining 999 people, everyone knew that it caused a commotion among the disciples.
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Qingyun Jianmen's disciples are not only judges who are miscellaneous servants. In addition, the assessment of disciples within the gate is also on this day. After all the assessments have been completed, the disciples who have performed well are sent to the head and elders. Hands.
In the main hall of Qingyun Jianmen, a middle-aged man with a sword and eyebrows looks like he is only in his thirties, and is seriously looking at several documents in his hand.
The other elders also sat around and looked through the materials of the outstanding disciples in this assessment to see if they could find some good seedlings to be accepted as pro-disciples.
”Song Jian, the only disciple of the miscellaneous servants?” A gray-haired elder took Song Jian's information in his hands, and looked interested.