Xuan Yang mainly tested his physical qualifications. He originally thought that Nan Feng would not be able to hold on for even a moment. However, he did not expect that Nan Feng's physical strength was so strong that he could hold on for so long under the pressure of a middle-stage Nascent Soul power.

This made Xuan Yang feel a little embarrassed. If it was just a slight test at the beginning, then the one behind would be of a certain attack. It is obvious that if it continues, even if Nan Feng does not die, he will definitely suffer a lot of damage.

It is precisely because of this that the leader speaks out to stop it.

"Wow..." The pressure suddenly disappeared, Nan Feng finally couldn't help it, his throat became sweet, and a bloody smell immediately surged up. He opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Xuanyang, what do you mean?" Seeing Nanfeng's state, Elder Xuanxin finally couldn't stand it. Except for the senior brother of the sect, the strength of the few people was comparable. Therefore, Xuanxin did not know what Xuanyang had done just now, and thought it was a normal test. It was not until Nanfeng vomited blood that he realized that this had far exceeded the scope of the test.

Maybe he felt a little ashamed. Xuan Yang did not refute this time, his face was slightly red, and after a cold snorted, he turned his head away.

"Okay, Xuan'er will take this Huiyuan Dan for you Junior Brother Nanfeng." The voice of the leader sounded again, and he took out a blue pill from his hand and handed it to He Qingxuan beside him.

Since He Qingxuan had been staying in the hall just now, she was quite clear about Nanfeng's origin. After hearing the title of Nanfeng by Master, her expression was slightly stunned and she instantly returned to normal.

Unfortunately, Nan Feng was not in the mood to listen carefully to what the other party said. The severe pain in his body had already made him feel like he was about to collapse. If it weren't for his strong will, I believe he had fallen down at this moment.

He covered his chest, gritted his teeth and suppressed the pain in his body, and tried his best not to make a slight sound. His heart was filled with huge hatred, but he knew the purpose of his arrival. In order not to let the other party see his eyes, he could only bury his head deeply in his chest.

Fortunately, no one around was concerned, otherwise he would have discovered the murderous gaze revealed in Nan Feng's eyes at this moment.

"Give it, this is Huiyuan Dan, which can heal your internal injuries. You can take it first." Seeing Nan Feng's appearance, He Qingxuan was a little reluctant and hurriedly handed the pill in her hand.

Nanfeng was not born, but just grabbed the pill and threw it into his mouth.

In an instant, a faint fragrance appeared in the mouth with a refreshing scent. The pill melted in its mouth. Before the south wind could even start swallowing, it flowed into the body along its throat.

This time, the function of Yuan Dan made Nan Feng feel magical. After entering the body, it instantly played a role, and the whole body felt refreshed. The original dullness and pain in the chest were also rapidly alleviating and subsided. In less than half a quarter of an hour, the injuries on his body seemed to have healed, and even the few scratches left on his shoulders when he fought with the zombies before had disappeared.

"Are you Nanfeng? What is Zhuo Yuanhua's relationship with you?" After seeing that Nanfeng had recovered, the head of the sect asked.

"I have nothing to do with him." If the name that Nan Feng didn't want to mention the least, it was Zhuo Yuanhua, although the two still have a certain blood relationship.

As soon as he heard this name, Nanfeng would immediately recall the blood in his mother's body. This was a painful memory and a torment. Whenever he could not control it, tears would often overflow involuntarily. Therefore, he continued to shift his goals, constantly hinting himself in psychological hints and hypnotizing himself, and trying his best to make himself focus all on the growth of strength and revenge.

At this moment, the change in Nan Feng's eyes obviously did not escape everyone present. For some reason, when people saw this look, they suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.

The boy in front of him, who was full of wildness and masculinity, became pitiful and heartbreaking for a moment.

"Forget it, just forget it if you don't want to answer." The head of the sect sighed softly. Through his eyes, he could see the sadness in Nanfeng's heart. Combined with the "dead friend's junior" that Xuan Xin just said about Zhuo Yuanhua's spiritual content on the token just now, he could also vaguely guess something.

Nanfeng still didn't say anything.

"Fellow Daoist Yuanhua has also explained to me through his spiritual sense. Not to mention the relationship between my Giant Sword Sect and Zixuan Sect, even the affection between the Yuanhua Taoist Yuanhua and our Sect, I will not refuse it. It is just a sect rule that although I can take you in, I can only be an outer disciple at present. In a year, the sect will recruit sects from the outside. At that time, as long as you can pass the test, you can be converted to an inner disciple. You need to know this." The head of the sect said slowly.

Nan Feng nodded lightly and expressed his approval. He also knew his current situation. Although he looked at the other party’s words, one Yuanhua Taoist fellow was on the left and one Yuanhua Taoist fellow was on the right. It was for Zhuo Yuanhua’s face, but at the same time, he was obviously a little suspicious of his origin.

This year can also be said to be an observation period.

After seeing Nanfeng nodding, the head of the sect continued: "In this year, I can make an exception to allow you to live on the mountain. Although I am an outer disciple, I must abide by all the rules and regulations of my Giant Sword Sect, and I must not inquire about the secrets and practice techniques of the relevant sects from other brothers. As for... you can learn some basic practice techniques, you can remember. If you find that it goes against what I just said, you can expel it from the sect at the least, and you can get rid of your foundation at the worst."

After saying the last words, they obviously had a trace of magic power, which seemed to be directly reflected in Nanfeng's mind.

"Xuan'er, take you Junior Brother Nanfeng to the back mountain to arrange it, and hand over the precepts of this sect to him." This time, before Nanfeng could answer, the head of the sect immediately ordered He Qingxuan.

Looking at Nan Feng's back as he left, the head of the sect breathed a long sigh, "Dear junior brothers, what do you think? I think this child has something to do in his heart."

"What the senior brother said is, it seems that what Zhuo Yuanhua said is the truth. At least I see that the child's eyes are full of sadness, and his qualifications are indeed good. If I practice my Lingtian Sword Art, I should succeed." The person who spoke was an elder who had never spoken before.

"Mr. Xuanfeng is attracted to that child and wants to join the sect. Don't forget the one-year period that the senior brother of the sect said." Perhaps because Nanfeng has left, Xuanyang has begun to become active again.

"Xuanyang, as long as you don't make any mistakes in it, there will be no big problem with Nanfeng's entry in a year. I think no one will know his qualifications better than you." After hearing Xuanyang's words, Xuanxin couldn't help but sarcastically.

By the way, if you hit someone or not, Xuan Yang felt a little unhappy when he made a fuss just now. After finally getting over, Xuan Xin deliberately asked again, how could Xuan Yang resist this?
Chapter completed!