Su Qianxi turned over and got up, with a smile on her face, and said flatteringly: "Oh, don't I want to be a master, I have been practicing outside all these years, but I am always thinking about you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" As he spoke, he took out a jar of wine from the storage ring and opened it, fanned the wind with his hand, and said intoxicatedly: "Tsk, these fifty years of peach blossom brew are really delicious......

The Wuyan Zhenjun in the cave mansion threw away the jade slip in his hand and walked around angrily, he seemed to have felt the wine worm in his stomach ready to move. This little rabbit cub knows how to coax him with wine, but every time he catches her way. ruthlessly, he scolded angrily: "Little rabbit cub, you don't come to this set, Lao Tzu won't be fooled by you." ”

After saying that, he sat on the futon with his back to the cave door.

Su Qianxi raised her eyebrows, seeing that this trick was not good, she had to pretend to be sad and said: "Since the master doesn't want to see me, then I have no choice but to take your disciple of the alien spirit root to wander the world." ”

Although he knew that this was Su Qianxi's trick, the three words of alien spirit root whetted his appetite. With a wave of his sleeve, the door opened.

Su Qianxi held the altar wine, salivated, and said with a smile: "I knew that the master was reluctant to let me ......"

Wuyan Zhenjun turned around and stretched out his hand: "Bring it ......"

Su Qianxi hurriedly offered the wine, and took a sip without saying that Zhenjun was a good drinker, but there were black clouds on his face: "Don't give me sloppy eyes, say ...... quickly"

Su Qianxi knew that she had passed this level, and immediately told him in detail about the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

When he heard that he voluntarily worshipped Su Qianxi as a teacher at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he couldn't help but throw an appreciative look at her, and then remembered that this little cub had not heard from him for many years, which made him worry for more than ten years, and he was angry.

Su Qianxi observed the words, and slipped out of the cave when he was about to go crazy again, and dropped the sentence "Master, I'll go back to tidy up the cave first" and then slipped away.

Wuyan Zhenjun slapped the table angrily: "Little rabbit cub, you left me the wine......"

The new disciples of the early Ming Dynasty were arranged in the guest house on the mountainside. After a night of cultivation, Ming Chu was refreshed, and seeing that it was not early, he went to the next door to wake up Wang Seventeen, and got up and rushed to the front yard. Yesterday, when the Qi cultivator disciple left, he said that someone would lead them to the arena to participate in the trial this morning.

By the time they arrived, most of the people in the courtyard had gathered. Ming Chu and Wang Seventeen glanced at each other and walked into the crowd in a low-key manner. After them, people rushed over from the nearby yard one after another.

The new disciples in the courtyard gathered together in twos and threes, all discussing today's trial. Wang Qifu whispered in Ming Chu's ear: "Yesterday, I inquired about the steward of the front yard, and every disciple will go through the heart refining mirror trial when they enter the entrance, and the result of the trial is directly related to whether they can enter the inner door. ”

Ming Chu frowned: "What do you say? Have you ever asked what the content of this trial is?"

Wang Qiqi shook his head: "The steward is not very clear, the rules are different every time, and everyone's trial situation is different. ”

"If you come here, you will be safe, and then we will be adapting. ”

Wang Qiqi nodded in agreement.

The courtyard door creaked open, and a young man dressed in white walked in. The discussion in the courtyard stopped abruptly, the crowd quickly dispersed, and the new disciples stood quietly and solemnly waiting for his orders.

The young man was silent for a while, and then said, "My name is Su Qi, and I am a disciple of the Deacon Hall of the Spiegel Terrace, and I will take you to the arena today." Now that everyone is here, let's go. ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the door, and the new disciples followed closely behind, and Ming Chu and Wang Qiqi followed the team unhurriedly.

When this group arrived at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, many new disciples had already gathered in the arena. After Su Qi brought them over, he asked them to wait here, and he went to report to the steward of the deacon hall.

"At the beginning of Ming Dynasty, did you say that we could get a quota to enter the inner gate?" Wang Qiqi asked with some concern.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, she didn't know anything about the trial, and there were so many people who participated in the trial. If you can't enter the inner door, you can't worship your predecessors as teachers. As soon as this idea appeared, she snuffed it out, shook off the distracting thoughts in her mind, comforted Wang Seventeen, and told herself: "We will definitely get it." ”

Wang Qiqi was infected by her self-confidence, cheered up, and said firmly: "We will definitely be able to." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, gradually relaxing.

Out of habit for many years, every time I go to a place, I will first survey the surrounding environment at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. The so-called competition hall is a huge square artificially carved out on the top of the Spiegel Terrace, and there are nine competition platforms suspended above the square, and the internal affairs hall, the deacon hall and the Jingshi hall are distributed in turn in the east, and the trading building is the west side.

"Coming...... Ming Chu looked at Wang Qiqi's line of sight, and saw Li Chengyun, Zhou Zhou Ming and Su Qi walking side by side behind an old monk with a rickety figure and gray hair.

Zhu Chongwu walked beside the old monk, his expression respectful, his mouth open and closed, as if reporting the situation to the old monk.

The old monk stood still on the competition platform in the middle, stood with his hands in his hands, and said solemnly: "The Heart Refining Mirror Trial is a level that every new disciple must pass when he gets started, and it is also a benefit given to you by the sect. After speaking, he bowed slightly to Zhu Chongwu beside him and said no more.

Zhu Chongwu took a step forward and loudly announced: "The time limit for this trial is sunset, and failure to pass the trial before sunset is counted as failure, and the loser sect will send disciples to return home, and the top ten who pass can enter the inner gate to cultivate, and the rest will enter the outer gate to cultivate." ”

As soon as these words came out, the venue suddenly exploded. No one expected that they would be sent home after failure. Although he had been prepared in the heart of Ming Chu, he was also shocked by this news. It seems that if you want to get the qualification to enter the inner door, you must not only pass the trial, but also enter the top ten.

Wang Qiqi's face was depressed, and the confidence he had just now was gone. He and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty were only at the third level of Qi training, and it was almost impossible to break through and get the top ten among these thousand people.

"Early Ming Dynasty...... With so many people, can we be in the top ten with our cultivation?" Wang Qiqi looked at her with a sad face.

"Don't worry, maybe this trial won't test your cultivation?"

"......" Wang Qiqi thought about it, and it was useless to worry about it now, it was better to improvise and try his best to do his best.

"Silence, the trial begins now. Zhu Chongwu shouted, and the scene immediately returned to calm.

On the platform, the old monk threw out a bronze mirror with a simple appearance in the center, Li Chengyun and others stood in the four corners, each constantly changing their gestures, and at the same time injecting five spiritual qi into the bronze mirror, after a breath, the bronze mirror emitted a pale golden light. The old monk controlled the bronze mirror to rise into the air, enveloping the disciples in the arena, pinching out the last trick with both hands, the bronze mirror was stimulated, the light shone brightly, and then returned to its original state, floating in the air.

The old monk sat down cross-legged and said lightly: "Let's rest for a while, no one will come out for a while." Li Chengyun and the four of them sat down as they said, and settled down to restore the aura consumed by the practice.

(To be continued...... ）