Of course, Feng Qingyun can't be a, you must know that Feng Qingyun has always had the title of a noble son in the martial arts, and he has a lot of romantic debts, and many girls in the martial arts are haunted by it, and they don't want to eat. If such a romantic character is mistaken for a, even if there are few pure heterosexuals in the world.

Wang Xiaoming, who was slapped by Ye Huang, did not continue to talk nonsense, he had to follow at the back of the team, staring at Feng Qingyun, without the slightest appearance of letting down his vigilance.

After walking forward together for more than ten minutes, Feng Qingyun suddenly stopped, he turned back to Li Ling and Liu Zining and said very gracefully: "Two girls, it seems that I must say goodbye to the two of you here first." ”

Li Ling and Liu Zining looked left and right, they were still in the dense forest, and they didn't see the entrance of the so-called back mountain, why did this wind chief suddenly say goodbye, they still wanted to chat with the wind chief for a while, after all, people with excellent voices and appearances, and humorous speech, can provoke the two of them to laugh and laugh non-stop, but they can't meet casually.

"Wind Path Chief, didn't you say that you would go to Shaolin together, why do you have to separate here?" Li Ling asked puzzledly: "Could it be that the Wind Path Leader suddenly changed his attention?"

"Oh, it's not that I changed my attention, it's just that the first thing I want to do when I come to Shaolin is what I'm preparing to do now, so I have to endure the pain of separating from the two beautiful girls for a while. Feng Qingyun said.

"I see, Chief, let's leave it at that. Ye Huang stepped forward and said cautiously to Feng Qingyun: "Good luck." ”

Feng Qingyun showed a smile and said, "This is my last chance, if I can't break through that level, it proves that at least in terms of talent, I am indeed inferior to your junior uncle." ”

"Don't be presumptuous, my uncle's kind of unobtrusive guy can break through to that level of level, it must be just a coincidence. Ye Huang said.

Feng Qingyun shook his head slowly but firmly and said, "It's not that I'm arrogant, but your little uncle's talent is too amazing. If he also relied on luck to pass that level, I'm afraid that no one will be able to continue his legend. ”

After saying these words, which were a little unclear to Li Ling and Wang Xiaoming, Feng Qingyun immediately restrained his emotions of remembering someone, showed his smiling face again, waved his hand at everyone, and then performed light skills, and disappeared in front of everyone easily and chicly.

Only the woods were still reading the swaying treetops of Suosuo, proving that he was gone.

"Okay, so handsome!" Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but admire.

"Ye Huang, what is the relationship between him and your little uncle. Li Ling asked curiously.

"What is the relationship between him and my junior uncle......" Ye Huang touched the bridge of his nose and said after thinking for a while: "It should be a friend......

"What should be? ”

What is the relationship between Feng Qingyun and his little uncle Puxin? This question is not very clear to Ye Huang, according to the generation, Feng Qingyun is actually the same generation as himself, but according to age, Feng Qingyun is only five years younger than his junior uncle.

The relationship between the two of them is not so much a friend as a teacher, a friend and a competitor? Although this is a bit verbose and complicated, only in this way can their relationship be more accurately expressed.

They are indeed friends, when Uncle Xiao was still in Shaolin, Feng Qingyun would come to Shaolin several times a year, and they would climb up to Shaolin's Tallinn on a moonlit night to drink with them, and sometimes even bring Ye Huang.

They are indeed competitors, because every time Feng Qingyun comes to find Uncle Xiao, the most important thing is nothing more than to compete with Uncle Xiao. Uncle Xiao can indeed be called half of the master of Feng Qingyun, and in the way of martial arts of Feng Qingyun, Uncle Xiao has no less guidance, so he is not wrong to say that he is also a teacher and friend.

Although the relationship is not clear, there is one thing that Ye Huang can be sure of, that is, the wind chief and the little uncle are really good.

After all, although Uncle Xiao is a member of the older generation, he is similar in age to the younger generation, and among the younger generation, the one who can play with my Uncle Xiao is the one who is light and windy. Ye Huang gave a reason to be able to convince himself.

"What kind of level is the wind path chief talking about?" Li Ling asked again.

Ye Huang said while leading the way in front: "What he said is the trial tower. ”

"I know, I know!" Wang Xiaoming said: "I know what the trial tower is, it has been played on TV, if the warrior monks of Shaolin Temple want to go down the mountain, they must go through the trial tower, and there are eighteen bronze people in it, and there are ordinary warrior monks who want to verify whether their cultivation has progressed, and they will also challenge the trial tower, and judge their strength according to the number of layers of the challenge." ”

What Wang Xiaoming said, although he didn't know what he saw from that TV series or novel, it can basically be said that it is eight or nine inseparable. The role of the trial tower is a standard used by young monks to measure their strength, and with the gradual opening of the trial tower to other sects in the martial arts in recent years, it has vaguely become a standard measure of the strength of the entire martial arts.

Li Ling and Liu Zining stared at Ye Huang in unison and asked, "Is this the case?"

"So to speak, but it was already a rule a hundred years ago to be able to go down the mountain only after passing the trial tower, and now there is no such rule for a long time, and if you want to go down the mountain, you can go down the mountain with the approval of the master. Ye Huang said: "There are seven floors in the trial tower, each layer has three small levels, and one big level, and the guards are all elite disciples of various seniors in the Shaolin Temple. If you want to pass the eighteen bronze human formations on the seventh layer of the trial tower, you need to at least hold the cultivation of the Dan Realm. ”

In the end of the martial arts era where the realm is very scarce now, the Baodan realm can already be said to be a martial arts master, if the Shaolin Temple abides by the old rules of hundreds of years ago, as long as you pass the trial tower to be able to go down the mountain, I am afraid that many monks will die on the mountain.

"At the beginning, when my junior uncle was twenty-five years old, he successfully passed the eighteen bronze human formation on the last floor of the trial tower. And the wind chief has been competing with my little uncle, and the most important purpose of his coming this time is to challenge the miracle that my little uncle once left behind. Ye Huang looked in the direction where the wind and clouds disappeared, and said quite longingly: "At the age of twenty-five, he broke through the customs clearance trial tower...... I can't even think about it. ”