The two fought for a long time before they staggered downstairs.

Luo Chente ordered a large table of wine and food, in the name of celebrating this successful breakthrough, and also celebrating that he had a place to stay.

In the face of food, the two can be said to let go of their hands and feet, competing to finish a large table.

"But it's up to me, it's all your fault, I ate so much. Wumo leaned lazily in front of the window, rubbing her slightly bulging belly, her mouth full of complaints.

"It's unreasonable, who just grabbed food with me. ”

"You..."

Luo Chen turned his head to ignore the pair of staring boss's eyes, and still leaned comfortably on the beams of the house, basking in the not very warm sun of early spring.

"Hey, little stammer. ”

Wumo looked down at her feet in a dull manner, and said to herself, "Sister may have to go back for a while, but..."

At first, Luo Chen didn't pay much attention to her words, but when he heard it, he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Ah, where are you going back, didn't we say that we would enter Qingwu together." ”

Wu Mo raised her head and forced a smile, and said, "It's nothing, my sister will go back and report her safety." ”

"Don't worry, I'll definitely come back when Qingwu makes a big move. ”

Only then did Luo Chen notice it, and got up and asked solemnly, "What's the matter, you look like you're thinking about it." ”

"It's not in the way, my sister just eats it. Wu Mo stretched comfortably, then got up and swaggered out of the lobby, and did not forget to shout loudly when leaving: "Hey, little stammer, remember to wait here for my sister to come back, and I will protect you when the time comes." ”

Looking at her back as she disappeared into the crowd, Luo Chen could only shake his head and smile bitterly, a woman's heart, he really can't read this thing.

In this way, the days passed quietly.

During this time, Luo Chen did not wander around, but stayed in the inn alone, copied the tactics on the animal skin, and then studied it repeatedly, found a place where no one was around, and then studied it carefully.

The boring days are always long and fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, half a moon has passed.

In the year of the Qianli Hong, March 1,308 arrived, which is the so-called day of the Qingwu Great Move.

In the huge Qingwu City, as far as the eye can see, the streets are full of young people's figures, and each young man's body exudes a faint essence.

At this time, Luo Chen also ended his boring retreat, wandering aimlessly on the street, silently observing the teenagers walking by, and when he encountered some strong ones, he would secretly remember them.

"Young Master, this time Qingwu will definitely be stable with your strength. ”

The gorgeously dressed prince walked in front of him, and the slave next to him leaned down and whispered, which was annoying.

The young man didn't pay attention to it, just shook the folding fan and walked straight forward.

Luo Chen smiled and walked around, thinking: In the middle of winter, he is still pretending to shake the folding fan, and it doesn't look like a good animal.

"Young master, you see that he is poor and sour.... What about people, lord, and so on. ”

The bitter words behind him gradually faded away, and Luo Chen turned around and no longer paid attention to the pair of masters and servants who were going to die.

"Hey, boy, I didn't have long eyes, I bumped into grandpa. ”

As soon as Luo Chen was about to turn back, a rough roar came from behind him, and his back was violently pushed.

He quickly took a step forward, the true qi in his body surging to his right foot, and he kicked backwards without looking back.

In half a month, his cultivation had already been consolidated in the refining of the marrow, and the essence overflowing from the bone marrow formed a perfect cycle with the true qi in the meridians.

True Qi gushed out in the meridians, and the right foot firmly stepped on the palm of the push.

"Click"

There was a crisp crack of bone, and the man's palm snapped

Luo Chen turned around slowly, and found that the other party was a strong man with three big and five thick, and couldn't help humming: "Don't use a little brute force to do nonsense, give you a long memory, get out." ”

For this kind of person, passers-by didn't have much sympathy, stopped to look at the excitement a few more times and then dispersed.

The strong man hugged his arms, stared at Luo Chen's back resentfully, got up and disappeared into the crowd.

.....

Qingwu Temple, located in the west of the city, occupies a small half of Qingwu City, while half of the east of the city is an aristocratic city and half is a civilian city.

At the main gate of Qingwu, the thick ironwood is wrapped in freshly dyed red lacquer, and the pungent smell can be smelled from a long distance.

Looking at the courtyard from afar, the blue bricks and green tiles, the ancient trees linger, the courtyard wall is carved with fine inscriptions, and the void aura pours into the wall by itself.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that there is a small mountain range in the deep courtyard, and the countless spiritual qi in the sky above the mountain range are galloping, a peaceful atmosphere.

In front of the main gate, two lions carved from spirit jade stepped on the soles of their feet with complex inscription formations.

In front of the left and right side doors, there were long queues, most of them were seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, and there were also very few demonic children.

At noon, the warm sun was thick, and Luo Chen slowly appeared at the back of the team.

Looking at the long queue with no end in sight, he sighed helplessly, complaining about the crowded streets today, otherwise he would have come early.

Looking around, he didn't find Wumo's figure, so he stopped searching and waited with his heart.

"Brother, are you also here to participate in the Qingwu enrollment? ”

A lewd face came over, short stature, dark skin, white teeth, large moles at the corners of the mouth, coupled with a choking tone, it was really unpleasant.

Luo Chen almost suffocated as soon as he turned around, and hurriedly dodged away, saying, "This... Isn't it obvious enough. ”

"Hehe, I'll just ask casually, what are you polite. The lewd man stepped forward and whistled and looked around.

"Damn, what kind of person. ”

Luo Chen secretly cursed in his heart, and at this moment, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he turned around and walked to the last row.

In front, the young man in Tsing Yi bowed his head to the person next to him and whispered: "He is the notorious loose cultivator, Qiu Sanpi, don't provoke him." ”

"Qiu Sanpi, what the hell is the name. Luo Chen lowered his head and complained dissatisfiedly.

The black-clothed young man looked forward in surprise and whispered, "That innate spell body, whoever encounters someone who is unlucky is a calamity." ”

"No, fortunately, the young man just now endured. The young man in Tsing Yi shook his head and said fearfully, "Otherwise, he will be unlucky now." ”

"Born with a spell body, could it be that this product is an innate constitution like Ling'er. Luo Chen put away his contempt, thinking that everyone who came here couldn't be underestimated.

The young man in Tsing Yi looked around, pointed not far away and muttered: "Did you see the young man in brocade, Yuancheng, Yin Da." ”

Luo Chen looked up and couldn't help but be stunned, the young man in brocade looked childish, but the hidden essence in his body was really amazing.

"Only sixteen years old, a genius in Yuancheng who has broken through the refining marrow. The black-clothed young man's eyes widened and he shouted in surprise.

The black-clothed young man pointed to the blue-clothed girl not far away, and shouted in a low voice: "Lan Yue'er, the only girl in the Lan clan in Jincheng who has awakened her ancestral lineage." ”

"The awakened person of the Qingluan bloodline, Blue Yue'er. The young man in Tsing Yi looked over obsessively.

The two of them muttered for a long time, mentioning several tough teenagers, and almost complained about everything they knew.

Only then did Luo Chen realize what it meant to be a gathering of geniuses.

Yuancheng Yinda was not without outstanding talent when he was a child, and after the age of eleven, he was as dazzling as a comet.

Jincheng Blue Yue'er, when she was born, Rui Niao came south, took it away, and was not sent back until she was eight years old.

Shicheng is iron-hearted, born with brute strength, can dance a hammer at the age of three, hunt a lone wolf at the age of seven, kill a cow at the age of ten, and gather with one hand at the age of thirteen.

Langcheng is green, and once a song "Hundred Birds Flying" provoked hundreds of birds to come to court.

Sanxiu Qiu Sanpi once heard that anyone who offended him died violently inexplicably.

The other four were all okay, but with a heart of stone, the burly one was like an iron tower, standing there like a bear standing on a human head.

Looking at the big bear bucket-thick arm from afar, Luo Chen couldn't help but shudder, if he punched him, what a good idea.

At this point, while he was guessing wildly, he was poked in the shoulder again.

Luo Chen thought that someone who didn't open his eyes was going to cut in line, so he lowered his head and ignored it. But who knows, the man actually slapped it again.

"Hey, don't think about beating me again. Luo Chen pinched his outstretched wrist and threw it behind him.

At this time, the man behind him lowered his head and slowly stepped forward, holding his stomach for a while, and he couldn't stand up with a smile.

Only then did Luo Chen notice this person, it turned out that it was a girl who slapped him three times and twice, although she was quite handsome, but compared with the three people he came into contact with, it was really a cut off.

"Girl, we don't know each other, why are you embarrassed with me three times. ”

The girl straightened up when she heard the voice, stared into his eyes, and said, "This young man, don't you really know this girl?" ”

At first glance, it sounds so familiar.

Luo Chen was stunned for a moment or two, and then he suddenly realized that the person who came was not just disappearing for half a month. Seeing her change her appearance, Luo Chen laughed playfully: "Yo, you have changed from a white swan to an ugly duckling this time, I almost can't recognize it." ”

Wu Mo raised her eyebrows, squinted her eyes and said, "That's not it, we have practiced this disguise technique at home, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find out." ”

After a while, after the two chatted a few words, three figures slowly walked out of the main door.

The man on the left is wearing a cyan robe and a scarf, dressed as a Confucian scholar. The man on the right is very strong, with a neat suit and a strong body. The woman in the middle is wearing a white dress, a gorgeous peony head, wiping a faint rouge, showing a noble temperament.

"Noon has arrived, and Qingwu enrollment has officially begun. ”

After the man in the green robe shouted, the left and right side doors suddenly opened, and a row of disciples in white shirts walked out of the door. Each disciple held a jade plate in his hand, which happened to be the size of a palm.

At this time, the young man on the side stared at the jade plate, and said in a low voice: "See, this is a bone measuring plate, a spiritual weapon specially used to test bone age." ”

Luo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and the bone disc sounded quite high-tech.

The white-clothed disciples corresponded to a young man in turn, with their palms on the jade plate. Suddenly, a pale cyan aura floated out of the void and burrowed into the jade plate.

"Buzz"

A white bone appeared on the jade plate, and circles of red rays were reflected on it.

Looking at it from a distance, the number of white bones and red mangs on each jade plate is about the same, and there are seventeen or eighteen Dao appearances, and there are few overage.

Looking at the jade plate in front of him, Luo Chen hesitated for a few breaths before slowly putting his hand on it.

There was a tingling sensation in the palm of his hand, as if something had punctured the palm of his hand, desperately burrowing into the bone marrow, he couldn't help frowning, and wanted to raise his hand.

The white-clothed disciple hurriedly shook his head and said softly, "Don't let go, the pain will pass soon." ”

After a few breaths, the white bones came out, looking at the circles of red mangs, Luo Chen couldn't help but hold his breath and stare at the white bones.

A lap... Five laps.... Ten laps... Seventeen laps... The red mangs still have no stopping momentum.

"It's over, it looks like I'm over eighteen years old. ”

Luo Chen sighed helplessly, the last thing he wanted to appear was here.