In a blink of an eye, it was still a month before the Emperor Sword Court opened its sect, and there were already many cultivators near Cangqiongluo.

Zhou Xuanji did not let them go into the mountain, so they had to find a place to stay nearby.

During this time, Zhou Xuanji also celebrated his fifty-eighth birthday and obtained three divine swords, all of which were of the Amethyst rank.

They are Shenwu Sword, Towering Sword and Qiufeng Sword.

At this moment, at the top of the sky.

Zhou Xuanji gathered his cronies to discuss the matters of the disciples' assessment.

If the threshold is too low, there will be too many disciples, and if the threshold is too high, the talents will be ruined.

"It's better to accept some handyman disciples first. If you have outstanding talent, you will be promoted to formal disciples, which will also facilitate the opening ceremony."

Ning Zifeng suggested that overseas, every sect has handymen, far exceeding the number of formal disciples, so that every disciple can be taken care of.

Zhou Xuanji felt that it was good, so he began to discuss the treatment of the servant disciples and the formal disciples.

In the end, they divided the disciples into Divine Sword disciples, core disciples, elite disciples, ordinary disciples, and handyman disciples.

Those who have reached the Mahayana realm and comprehend the meaning of double swords are the disciples of the divine sword.

The core disciple is the one who has reached the state of being out of the body and comprehends the sword intent.

As long as you comprehend the sword intent, you can directly become an elite disciple.

Different levels of disciples can receive different training resources each month.

Zhou Xuanji opened the Wanjian Building to distribute swords and training resources.

Lin Changge and Xiao Jinghong were in charge of going to the human race to buy swords of different grades.

Then he asked Han Shenbo and Ning Zifeng to take charge of the Xuanji Sword Pavilion. He would record all the swordsmanship he knew and put them in the Xuanji Sword Pavilion.

It is worth mentioning that Xuanji Jiange and Wanjian Tower have been successfully built, and suitable disciples have been selected yesterday, just waiting for the official appointment.

In addition, there are other departments such as the Punishment Hall and the Law Enforcement Hall. He is also going to choose another name. He has already considered the specific personnel arrangements.

If it weren't for the fact that he had built a solid family over the years, it would be too difficult to start a sect.

Even so, the Emperor Sword Court will be depleted in less than twenty years.

"On the day the sect was founded, those guests would not come empty-handed."

The old man who robbed the cliff stroked his beard and smiled, like a cunning old fox.

Zhou Xuanji nodded and said, "In the future, for the tasks of the Divine Sword Hall, we will collect half of the deposit first, and then the disciples will collect them individually. Go ahead and complete them. After the completion, the employer will pay the remaining half of the balance. Remember, every task is It must be carefully assessed to determine the authenticity and level of the task, and we cannot accept anything that is inhumane or injustice."

This matter is particularly important, as it is related to the future development and image of Emperor Sword Court.

In the end, Zhou Xuanji put Lin Changge and Chongming Demon Emperor in charge.

Lin Changge was in charge of the task registration and investigation of the Human Race, and Chongming Demon Emperor was in charge of the Demon Race.

Zhou Xuanji said thoughtfully: "There are also intelligence organizations, we can't ignore them, we will choose from handymen disciples and ordinary disciples. Of course, elite disciples, core disciples, etc. can also join. After entering the intelligence organization, they must have their own codename..."

The intelligence organization, which he named Cangqiongwang, was treated higher than ordinary disciples. If the mission information was well inquired, there would be additional rewards.

Everyone listened and sighed inwardly.

Zhou Xuanji thought about every detail of Emperor Sword Court very clearly, and many of them shocked them.

According to his plan, Emperor Sword Court can become a first-class force in hundreds of years.

For other sects, prestige is the most important.

But for Zhou Xuanji, prestige is his richest thing.

After he made arrangements, he instructed everyone to go to work separately, and each pavilion and hall must select the second and third generation disciples within seven days.

Zhou Xuanji kept the Prison Burning Dragon King behind.

"You will still guard the sky in the future, don't always sleep in late, if there is an enemy infiltrating in the sky, you have to keep an eye on it."

Zhou Xuanji said seriously, the Prison Burning Dragon King was a little embarrassed, but he nodded firmly.

This fellow was soaked in the magma falling in the sky all day, always sleeping soundly, not knowing the spring and autumn, he was really lazy.

...

"Ahead is the sky falling."

In the mountains and forests, a group of chariots and horses were advancing, and a soldier who led the way turned back and shouted.

Qiu Baili, who was sitting on the flying sword, raised his eyes and saw that Qiongluo was located in the clouds and mist, taller than he imagined.

Even if it is separated by dozens of miles, it can still be shocked.

Zhou Xuanji can occupy such a great mountain, one can imagine how strong he is.

Zhou Chengxin sat on top of the dragon horse. This dragon horse had the blood of a dragon, the body of the horse, the tail of the horse, the horns of the dragon, the hooves of flames, and the height of the shoulders two feet. It was extremely mighty when walking.

He was also immersed in the magnificence of the sky.

There are 500 people in Da Zhou's team, and the soldiers are all carefully selected, and the worst ones have spiritual spring cultivation.

Along the way, they did not encounter monsters to make things difficult for them.

The Great Zhou banner is enough to scare away all the monsters, who doesn't know that the Sword Emperor is from Great Zhou?

"Your Majesty, how high do you think the sky falls?"

Princess Xuanya sat on the banana leaf and flew over to ask.

She wants to live in Qiongluo, this area is rich in spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy on the mountain must be even stronger.

Zhou Chengxin shook his head and said, "No one knows that standing on the top of the mountain can touch the sky, so it is called the sky falling. How high do you think the sky is?"

Xuan Yagong advocated big mouth and looked surprised.

Can you touch the sky?

As the day when Emperor Sword Court opened its sect, more and more guests came.

Zhou Xuanji and others had already recruited 20,000 miscellaneous disciples. These people were not talented in swordsmanship, but wanted to join the Imperial Sword Court, so they were accepted and taken care of by three generations of disciples.

The handyman disciples have already begun to entertain the guests.

In front of the mountain gate, which is 1000 meters above the ground, the old man of the cliff and Huang Lianxin are registering the guests. Because of the large number of people, the visitors have to line up. From here to the foot of the mountain, it is particularly spectacular.

"This is the land of the demon clan, and so many people come here."

"This is the appeal of the Sword Emperor!"

"I really want to see the Sword Emperor with my own eyes."

"Isn't the Sword Emperor yet sixty years old?"

"Looking at this posture, the Emperor Sword Court was a first-class force as soon as it was born!"

"More than that, with the help of the three dynasties, it is not a problem to be super-first-class."

The monks in the queue were not impatient, but rather excited.

Such a grand event is really rare~lightnovelpub.net~ They can also brag about it in the future.

The mountain section where the sky falls halfway down the mountainside can make people live, but it can't go up. No one thinks Zhou Xuanji is disrespectful.

At the foot of the mountain, the monk Xuanhe arrived with a group of monks.

Looking at the majestic sky, he looked complicated and said softly, "Amitabha."

The Emperor Sword Court is already a trend, and his close friend Laoya Laoya is there, how could he not come?

In addition, he wanted to take this opportunity to find the whereabouts of Xianxianghua.

"Don't worry, Abbot, with me, Zhou Xuanji and Xian Xianghua can't help you."

Behind the monk Xuanhe was a black-robed monk who was handsome and young, with an evil spirit on his brows.

Standing in a black cassock among the crowd of Dongyuan Temple, it was so conspicuous.

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