It was also night, Mu Xuan sat at the head of the room, recalling what happened today, and also recalling everything that had happened in the past month.

It's not strange to meet Qi Yue on the street today, it's strange that Qi Yue asked to have a discussion with Mu Xuan for no reason, and he wanted to try how much Mu Xuan's strength had recovered?

Is this really just Qi Yue's idiot who is idle and has nothing to do, to find fault?

At first, Mu Xuan thought so, but until Mu Xuan felt that someone was staring at him in the teahouse not far away.

Mu Xuan's perception is so keen, especially after a month of penance, now that he has opened the six veins, his spiritual perception has also improved greatly.

Temptation? Yes.

Mu Xuan did as he wished.

As a result, Qi Yue was injured, and Mu Xuan retreated quickly after the fight.

"Who could it be?" Mu Xuan was a little puzzled, although he was already able to cultivate, but this matter hadn't attracted too many people's attention, even if it had attracted people's attention, what ...... Who would stare at him for no reason?

Qi Yue...... Qi Yue......

Mu Xuan always felt that the second son of the Qi family shouldn't be so boring, so who instructed him to come out and pretend to be a clown again and again?

Now Mu Xuan has too many doubts in his heart.

A lot of doubts began to arise a month ago.

Who was the old man in white who suddenly appeared, and why did he give Mu Xuan the Heart Law Scroll?

Where did the seal in his body come from, and what secrets existed in those eight strands of energy?

What is the secret hidden in that heavy sword? The purpose of the Streamer Sword Technique is only to communicate with the heavy sword?

Later, what was the identity of the gray-clothed old man in the Mu family's library? This person must be an extraordinary person, and why did he hide in the Mu family? Can my father know?

Thinking about it, Mu Xuan was a little tired.

Perhaps, everything will be as the old man said, and in the future, he will know. Now, he's too weak.

Sleep with the moonlight, tomorrow, is the family competition, the day of the children's assessment.

......

When the first rays of morning light sprinkled on the earth, the whole herd family had already begun to be lively. Many subordinates were busy arranging the assessment site.

Mu Xuan had already woken up. Heaven and earth are completely refreshed after a long week.

I played another set of Five Elements Boxing that I hadn't played for a long time. This fist is only for forging the body, and has no combat use at all. Because everyone in the world knows this boxing.

Mu Xiaoqing said that she was looking forward to Mu Xuan's performance today. Actually, Mu Xuan wants to say that he is also looking forward to it!

The heavy sword streamed out, and the back was on the back. Mu Xuan's face was calm, and he went to the land of Dabi safely.

At the same time, on the streets of Panlu, will there be horse-drawn carriages driving by quickly, heading straight for the herdsman's house.

These are all collateral of the pastoral family, and the family of the pastoral family is larger than that, facing all the children of the pastoral family, and the collateral children are naturally no exception.

In one of the carriages, there was a slightly swarthy teenager, next to a middle-aged couple.

The street was bustling, and the young man looked left and right through the window of the carriage, looking extremely bored, so he sat back in his seat and looked at the woman in front of him.

"Mother, I heard that Mu Xuan of the Zong family is a waste of firewood, is it true?" the young man said.

"Ning Jiang, don't talk nonsense. The woman opened her mouth and reprimanded.

When you are away from home, pay attention to what you say. Mu Xuan is a descendant of the clan family, chewing the root of people's tongues indiscriminately, and it is easy to get into trouble.

"Oh. Mu Ningjiang nodded very dissatisfied, and the arrogance on his face was not hidden at all.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man spoke: "Ning Jiang, you have a good talent, our vein has finally produced a decent talent, today's family competition, if you behave well, you will definitely be valued by the patriarch, and when the time comes, it is not impossible for our vein to return to the sect." ”

"Yes, Father, I will not let you down. Mu Ningjiang replied seriously, with a sense of war in his eyes.

This world is cruel, the strong are respected, as long as the strength is strong enough, nothing is impossible.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, looked at Mu Ningjiang, and a look of relief appeared in his eyes. His lineage is weak, and one generation is not as good as the next, and when it came to his father's generation, he had to move away from the clan and become a side line. He has always wanted to bring Yimai back to the clan, but his talent is mediocre. Now, all the hopes are pinned on Mu Ningjiang.

As one of the few families in Panlu City, the Mu family has an unusually deep heritage, and the whole Mu family is full of lights, swinging in the ring, and it is very lively.

At this time, the Mujia Great Martial Arts Square was already crowded with people. There are already a lot of children of the herdsman's family, and the number of them is even more astonishing when they come from all over the country.

The pastoral family is a veritable big family.

At this moment, an old man in a robe appeared on the high platform in front of the square.

The old man appeared, and the sound in the square gradually became quieter until it was completely gone.

Ahem, the old man cleared his throat and said, "Today, the assessment event for the children of the Mu family, hosted by my Mu Luo, is an honor!"

Mu Luo, the old housekeeper of the Mu family, also has certain rights and status in the Mu family.

After a moment, the old man spoke again.

"When the hour comes, the bell will ring!"

When!when......

As soon as the words fell, the bell rang, nine in a row, resounding throughout the Mu family.

At this time, all the shepherds were in awe, and Mufeng was no exception. This bell is a symbol of the herdsman's family, and it should not be desecrated!

The bell rang, and the old man stepped forward again and went straight to the topic: "Today, the children of the Mu family are assessed in a big competition, and the rules are not much different from previous years. ”

"The disciples are still assessed by young children between the ages of 14 and 18. There are two links in the assessment, the first link is the talent test, the children of the family who have not opened the four veins above the age of sixteen, out; the second link is the actual battle, the children fight, to determine the top ten, into the top ten people and then to compete, to determine the ranking. What objections are there?"

No one spoke......

"Okay, since that's the case, then I now announce that the assessment has officially begun!"

"All children between the ages of fourteen and eighteen are invited to the center of the square. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw figures walking out of the crowd, different heights, fat and thin. They have different expressions, some sad and some happy, all different.

In a corner, a slightly swarthy teenager took a step forward, turned back to a couple and said, "Daddy, I'm going up." ”

The couple both smiled, a little excited, and a little sighed: "Ning Jiang, you have to be careful." ”

At the same time, at the back of the crowd, a tall and handsome figure appeared, it was Mu Xuan.

Mu Xuan's appearance naturally attracted the attention of many people, not because he was handsome, but because he was a waste of wood. Although not long ago, it was rumored that Mu Xuan had opened his pulse again and blocked an attack from Mu Yuan, but after all, hearing is false, and seeing is believing.

There were only a few people present at the time, who knows if it's true or not?

......

"Is Mu Xuan also going to participate in this big competition?"

"I heard that his strength has recovered!"

"Oh, that's a lot more fun. ”

"I also want to see how strong this young master of ours is. ”

......

The chatter was endless.

And Mu Xuan, as if he had not heard of it, his face was calm, his eyes were like a deep pool, and the ancient well had no waves.