Hearing the cheers, Song Yan deliberately pretended to be shocked, looked at Chen Yan and said, "It turns out that Your Excellency is the inner disciple of Qingweimen, it's really disrespectful, disrespectful!"

Chen Yan nodded reservedly: "Little Brother Huang is polite, disturb late at night, please don't blame the little brother." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Song Yan smiled and said: "You are an inner disciple, how can I blame you, by the way, I don't know what this inner disciple is looking for me?"

But this more polite-sounding words made Chen Yan frown slightly, because Song Yan's guy was extremely heavy on the inner disciples, and he was originally proud of himself as the inner disciple of the Qingwei Sect, but this time he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Little brother, in this time, I just want to be a peacemaker, as long as you hand over Ning Mo, you and my cousin can turn hostility into jade silk, what do you think?"

"Haha. Song Yan picked up the teacup on the table, drank it all, and laughed loudly: "It stands to reason that the inner disciple has spoken, I have to give this face, but Ning Mo is my righteous brother, if I hand him over, he will be laughed at, you are an inner disciple, with high consciousness and sensibility, you should be able to understand my difficulties, right?"

"Bang!"

Wu Yu slapped on the table, and glared at Song Yan angrily: "The boy surnamed Huang, my cousin is kind to talk to you, don't be ignorant!"

"Little brother, for a small pharmacy apprentice, you can't do this, hand over Ning Mo, I recognize you as a friend, in tomorrow's entrance assessment, I will take care of you more!" Chen Yan's eyes flashed a little cold, mainly because Song Yan was a "disciple of the inner door" that made him a little annoyed.

One sings red-faced, the other white-faced.

Not only that, but he also tempted him with the entrance assessment of Qingweimen, and I have to say that this Chen Yan is quite scheming.

But at this moment, Huang Liang is not the original gentleman, how can this little careful plan make it difficult for him.

So he smiled: "I don't dare to agree with the inner disciple's words, although Ning Mo was an apprentice in a pharmacy before, but the hero doesn't ask where he comes from, not to mention that he is now my righteous brother, I won't do this kind of thing." ”

Chen Yan took a deep breath, and felt more and more that the words "inner disciple" were very harsh: "Little brother, you still call me Brother Chen or Chen Yan, but I also want to tell you a word, those who do big things are not informal." ”

Hearing this, Song Yan glanced at Wu Yu playfully: "What does the inner disciple mean that one day, if someone gives you an exchange of benefits and asks you to betray your cousin, are you willing to do it?"

Although Wu Yu also knew that Song Yan was sowing discord, he still couldn't help but glance at Chen Yan.

But Chen Yan's heart rose with anger, and he said coldly: "This matter cannot be generalized!"

"Okay, inner disciple, please go back, it's late at night, I want to rest!" Song Yan put the teacup in his hand on the table, got up and walked upstairs.

"Stop!"

Wu Yu shouted angrily.

"Little brother, don't make a mistake with yourself!" Chen Yan also said coldly: "If you reject our kindness, I dare to guarantee that you will not be able to pass tomorrow's assessment!"

Song Yan turned around suddenly, the corners of his mouth outlined a faint sneer, and pouted: "I'm so afraid, you're just an inner disciple, not the head of Qingweimen, the young master is willing to come down to see you, and it will be counted as giving you face, and now you are kicking your nose in front of you, you are a fart!"

“…… You're ......!"

Chen Yan was angry.

"Cousin, this kid surnamed Huang is too arrogant, we can't let him go!" Wu Yu shouted.

Chen Yan took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart: "Let's go!"

If he were an ordinary person, his status as an inner disciple of Qingweimen was indeed unattainable, but Huang Liang, this kid, was the son of the city lord of Kaiyuan City, and Huang Shan and Liu Wushuang were both grandmaster-level martial artists, so he really didn't dare to do anything to Huang Liang.

However, he can't deal with him openly, but he can stumble secretly, and he has decided that no matter what, he can't let him pass tomorrow's entrance examination.

Chopin's secret son not far away sighed, his own young master was really a troublemaker, and he had offended an inner disciple before he entered the Qingwei Gate.

But Ning Mo, who was standing upstairs, was a little moved in his heart.

He didn't expect that Song Yan would protect him like this, and decided in his heart that if he had the opportunity, he would definitely repay his kindness.

"Thank you!"

Ning Mo walked towards Song Yan who was going upstairs, and then bowed deeply to him.

"Okay, don't just say thank you at every turn, Young Master Ben didn't hand you over, but not for you, mainly because of Young Master Ben's face problem! Also, don't let me down during the assessment tomorrow, rest early!"

patted Ning Mo on the shoulder, and Song Yan returned to his room.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, under Qingwei Mountain, there was a sea of people, boiling and noisy.

In front of a bluestone staircase more than ten meters wide, stood side by side four inner disciples wearing white star robes.

In each of them was a fist-sized milky white bead.

This bead is called the True Qi Bead, and as long as you pour True Qi into it, it will emit radiance.

"Anyone who comes to participate in the entrance assessment, please stand in four rows and take the test in turn! No noise, no cutting in line, otherwise you will be disqualified from the assessment!"

A middle-aged man wearing a Xuanniao robe appeared, and as soon as he spoke, the voice reached the ears of everyone present.

Suddenly, the noisy scene suddenly quieted down, and at the same time, the teenagers who came to participate in the assessment stood in four rows in turn.

In the crowd, Song Yan and Ning Mo also joined the queue, and there were more people who came to participate in the entrance assessment this year than three years ago, at least 20,000 people.

The tests went quickly.

Almost everyone can pass, because the minimum requirement to participate in Qingweimen is to refine the first heavy qi, except for a small number of people who have a fluke mentality and do not reach the first heavy of refining qi, nine out of nine have reached the first heavy of refining qi.

An hour later.

It was Song Yan's turn.

The inner disciple didn't speak, and directly handed the true balloon to Song Yan.

Song Yan took the real balloon and entered a wisp of true qi into it, and suddenly, a faint light bloomed on the real balloon.

"Pass!"

The inner disciple said lightly, and motioned for Song Yan to go up the stairs, where there were several outer disciples doing the registration and making a book.

"Name?"

"Huang Liang. ”

"Age?"

"Eighteen. ”

"Origin?"

"Kaiyuan City!"

"Go to the Yanwu Square above and wait, remember, don't run around!" one of the disciples outside waved his hand, signaling Song Yan to hurry up and not block the others.

The staircase is very long, with more than 3,000 steps.

At the end of the staircase is a huge stone monument.

The stele is more than ten meters high, three or four meters wide, and it is full of dense fonts, mainly introducing the origin of Qingweimen, as well as the deeds of some big people in Qingweimen.

And behind the stele, there is a huge martial arts square.

It's big enough to accommodate 100,000 people.

[Author's digression]: Second change