"Daddy is cheating!" Qin'er interrupted Yan Yuntian's words.

Qin'er took the Fierce Sky Sword Heart Method mantra in Meng Jinyuan's hand with both hands, nodded vigorously, bent down deeply, and bowed to salute, "Thank you, Uncle Meng!"

Meng Jinyuan was a little stunned and looked back at Yan Yuntian.

Yan Yuntian looked at Qin'er and smiled bitterly, what Qin'er said was not unreasonable, just now he had promised Meng Yi that as long as he could pick up any weapon, he would be qualified, and he would be the patriarch of his own dignity, how could he break his promise.

Yan Yuntian was helpless and nodded slightly.

Meng Jinyuan was overjoyed, no matter whether Meng Yi could become a Holy City warrior in the future, at least the opportunity in front of him was seized.

Meng Jinyuan hurriedly wrote Meng Yi's name on the roster, and read it out loud: "Meng Yi! Soul Power Primary! Equipped with weapons, wood-level Fierce Sky Sword! Entered the selection list of the preliminary examination of the Shangqing Xuan Rank!"

Meng Yi's face sank like water, took the sword trick handed to him by Qin'er, held back his tears, and whispered: "Thank you, Qin'er!"

He bent down slightly and saluted the adults.

"Brother Mengyi, take a nap first! Qin'er is going to take a preliminary test!"

Meng Yi smiled at Qin'er without moving, touched Qin'er's head, turned around and walked towards the right side of the ring.

Walking to Yan Wuyu's side, Meng Yi stopped.

Xiao Yu straightened her tight and slightly plump chest slightly, thinking that Meng Yi would notice her.

Meng Yi turned his head, glanced at the cold and shining Cloud Wing Dragon Walking Knife, and glanced at the people in the audience with an expressionless face, and secretly said in his heart: I swear! One day, you will see my growth and witness my strength!

"Qin'er! It's your turn!

Yan Yuntian couldn't wait to beckon, with a loving face, he had great hopes for Qin'er.

Qin'er looked back, glanced affectionately, and looked at the somewhat lonely back of the young man in the green shirt, raised his wrist lightly, and stretched out his little right hand as white and soft as clotted cream......

The young man looked empty and indifferent, walked off the ring with his head held high, holding the Liekong Sword in his left hand, and holding the oversized wooden dragon sword on his shoulder with his right hand, without squinting, he walked from the edge of the martial arts arena to the ancient road outside the village.

The focus of people's eyes was all on the slim girl in yellow on the stage, and she soon completely forgot about this insignificant and little-known teenager.

Who would have thought that this stupid, thin and pitiful boy would be the future Holy City, and even the righteous human race, who had been waiting for the savior of the last days for thousands of years.

Behind the young man, there were exclamations from the people, and everyone saw the scriptures slowly reflected in the volley of the chanting platform, followed by the sound of chanting loudly together:

Ying Long out

Four seas

Should be the gods of the Three Realms

Yin and yang go hand in hand

Heaven's Punishment

Sweep away the dust,

In addition to the great evil of the heavens to the people

Do the righteousness of the world

Gather the magnificent morale of the people

As far as China can see

The next life is immeasurable, and there is no harmony in all aspects

Protecting the universe without leaning

Protect all living beings to eternal peace

As far as auspicious is possible

Reverence for nature

If there is no desire, it is rigid

The world is chaotic

Beginning into one......

The mother-in-law stood by the wind spirit stone, leaning over, her eyes a little eager.

Watching the young man walk towards her, she was thinking about how she could let the young man lift the seal of the Wind Spirit Stone as soon as possible, so that the Three Realms could break through the sky against the wind and clouds, and follow its master from then on.

The young man suddenly stopped not far away.

Without looking back, the young man suddenly paused and stopped when Qin'er forced out the seventeenth and eighteenth verses of the scriptures "The world is chaotic, and it is one". I was slightly taken aback, Qin'er, this little girl, usually follows behind her ass like a little tail, it is rare to see her meditate and practice, her soul power is so good, the last two sentences of this scripture are also the best results she has ever had, will Qin'er continue? What is the next sentence? I really want to know.

The young man was a little curious, after all, no one has been able to remember what the nineteenth sentence is so far, and no one knows how many verses there are in this stone platform and what they are.

Meng Yi turned his head, with a little affection and appreciation in his calm eyes, and looked at Qin'er, who was slightly closing his eyes on the side of the Tianji stone platform, concentrating.

Qin'er's eyes moved slightly, her long eyelashes immediately trembled, and she actually sensed a warm and innocent gaze behind her that seemed to have been projected for thousands of years.

Qin'er's watery eyes opened instantly, looked back, and looked into the distance in front of the ring, but the young man had already turned around and left, and his back looked lonely and heart-wrenching.

At the moment when Qin'er was distracted, the reddish-purple scriptures that were several feet high forced out in the air swayed slightly with the wind.

Qin'er's right hand was sharp, her warm waist was twisted, her little palm was gently propped up on the Tianji stone platform, her left foot was volleyed, and the tip of her right foot tapped the table, and she flew away under the ring, "Brother Mengyi!

"Qin'er!"

Yan Yuntian hurriedly shouted to stop, where was it too late.

In an instant, the eighteen lines of scriptures reflected in the sky several feet high shone with a bright golden light, turning into a fine red golden grain of sand, flying away with the wind.

Next to the Tianji Stone, the suspended diamond-shaped crystal hourglass flipped in an instant and slowly sank into the stone platform.

The hourglass is just over half over, and the time is still more than enough.

Qin'er had jumped out of the ring, and in the admiration and stunned eyes of the people, she followed the young man.

Yan Wuyu, who was standing on the right side of the ring, was shocked in his heart, just now, in his first test, he could only force out only ten lines of crystal green scriptures, and his soul power had reached the high level of Yuqing Hui, and Qin'er was able to force out eighteen lines of red purple scriptures, and his soul power was extremely powerful.

Yan Xiaoyu next to him was a little deflated, the nine-line crystal green scripture he had just forced out was scum in front of Qin'er! No wonder Qin'er usually disdained her, and he was such a dish in front of her. With such a talent, does Qin'er still need to participate in any Shangqing Xuan-level cultivation? With her soul power, it is obvious that she has reached the Taiqing Spirit Level, alas! But why does she like that somewhat stupid and autistic waste so much?

Yan Xiaoyu: "I will definitely work harder, and I will practice diligently within this year to catch up with Qin'er!

Yan Xiaoyu clenched his fist with his right hand, trembling slightly.

Yan Xiaoyu has had a crush on Qin'er for a long time, and at this moment, he couldn't help but shout in a whisper.

"Cut!" Xiao Yu who was nearby heard it and glanced at him, "You just dream! Qin'er seems to have reached the Taiqing Spirit Level! Don't you see that there is more than enough time? Qin'er doesn't care about the cultivation of the Shangqing Xuan Rank, the Taiqing Spirit Level, the more she grows up, the more mysterious it makes me! I don't know why! As far as the skills she showed just now are obviously not all of her abilities, if you want to catch up with Qin'er, it will be very difficult! You seem to be still striving for the cultivation qualification of the Shangqing Xuan Rank, right?"

Yan Xiaoyu woke up, his eyes were blank, and his fat body standing with his head held high scattered, a little depressed.

Xiao Yu was right, if Qin'er continued just now......

Yan Xiaoyu's eyes widened more and more! His heart was shocked! He felt a little incredible.

"Qin'er, you haven't chosen a weapon yet!" Yan Yuntian shouted impatiently.

Yan Yuntian was ecstatic in her heart, Qin'er let her see the hope of the Yan family's soaring, with Qin'er's talent, in the future, it is very likely to become a knight of the Holy City to the west of Kunlun Mountain.

Qin'er changed her shape, and the person was already dozens of zhang away, standing next to the Longmen stone pillar with carved beams and paintings at the entrance of the village.

Qin'er paused, looked back, her white right hand like a lotus root was raised, her colored clothes danced lightly in the wind, her wrist stretched against the wind from the inside out, and the tips of her thumb and middle finger were gently flicked, and a touch of purple light of cherry blossoms popped up.

Almost at the same time, a pair of meridian four-edged mandarin duck swords on the weapons display table rose in the air, wrapped in a golden light, Uncle Kuafu, who was standing next to him, swept with his right foot and left foot, stepped up through the wind, jumped up in the air and wanted to catch it, but was taken out by the strength of the mandarin duck sword, and his fat body rolled over, "Bang!" fell in the center of the ring.

The meridian four-edged mandarin duck sword and two swords merged, slashed through a red-golden light, flashed, swept through the crowd, and instantly hovered beside Qin'er, Qin'er smiled and stretched out her little hand to shake it, hung it on her waist, and turned around, "Giggles! Uncle Kuafu! You bounced up immediately when you fell! It's okay! It doesn't hurt! Your flesh skin is so thick!"

Kuafu got up, a little embarrassed, covering his fat face, "Hehe! Qin'er, this little girl!

"Brother Meng Yi, wait for me!", Qin'er had already walked to the young man's side.

"Congratulations to Qin'er!"

Meng Yi's voice was a little melancholy, he looked down at his boots that already had a hole, thinking of his performance just now, and suddenly felt inferior in front of Qin'er.

"Brother Meng Yi, where are you going?"

Meng Yi glanced at the meridian four-edged mandarin duck sword on Qin'er's waist, this is a kind of double sword, this weapon has blades on all sides, very sharp, once the master recognizes the master, it will be double cultivated with the master's soul, the soul power matches the true yuan aura, the mandarin duck double sword will flash different light, the edge of the mandarin sword is cherry blossom purple, and the duck sword flashes red golden light, once the master summons the enemy, the light of the two swords will keep flashing at a very fast speed, so that the opponent is dazzled and lost his inch. This is a spirit-level weapon, a wisdom-level weapon can sense the master's soul power level, and the difference with an immortal-level weapon is that it cannot flash at any time to protect the master when the master does not know the danger, unless the master's mind calls. It can't be hidden from the ground, it can be suspended, and it can also be admired.

"I'll go home!" Meng Yi's voice was a little lonely.

The two of them had walked over to their mother-in-law.

"Congratulations, boy!"

Meng Yi was stunned, looked at her mother-in-law and smiled bitterly, "Congratulations, where does my joy come from?"

Meng Yi seemed to suddenly remember something, stepped forward, helped the wooden dragon sword on his back, put down the Burning Sky Sword, sat on the wind spirit stone, next to his mother-in-law, remembering the red light that quickly passed over the crowd just now, Meng Yi looked at his mother-in-law carefully.

Qin'er stood with her hands behind her back, accompanied by Meng Yi, Tingting.

In addition to those eyes that were as clear as water, Meng Yi looked at her mother-in-law's face as black as fly feces, and was disappointed. He was a little puzzled, just now his mother-in-law suddenly changed shape from the front of the ring and flashed at the entrance of the village, how did he do it, could it be that he was dazzled and saw it wrong.

"Qin'er, come here and get the sword book of the Meridian Mandarin Duck Sword! I can write your name on the roster!"

It was Uncle Meng Jinyuan who shouted loudly in the ring, Qin'er hesitated, turned around, and smiled back, "Brother Mengyi, I'll look for you later! Let's go to catch groupers on the rocky valley beach in the afternoon!"

Meng Yi smiled lightly at Qin'er and nodded.

Mother-in-law: "Congratulations to Yi'er for winning the cultivation quota of the Shangqing Xuan Rank, although you no longer have the slightest soul power!, but at least you have a chance, which is also a gratifying thing!"

Meng Yi turned his head and looked at his mother-in-law, a little unconvinced: "But the scriptures I forced out at the beginning were purple light! Mother-in-law, how can you say that I don't have the slightest soul power?"

Usually, Meng Yi rarely talks to others, but staying with his mother-in-law is different, he will be unrestrained.

"Of course you don't! If there is! The purple intent that burst out of your eyes just a moment ago was enough to make those clansmen under the ring even if they didn't die instantly, they would be seriously injured and blinded immediately!"

"Oh?" Meng Yi suddenly became interested, "Then what do I say about the scripture I forced out? Although it is only two sentences! But if there is no person with the slightest soul power, Tianji Stone will be silent and have no awakening appearance!"

"Look at your right hand!"

Meng Yi spread out his right hand and looked at it, looking puzzled.

"Ring finger!" the mother-in-law reminded.

Meng Yi was stunned for a moment, and on his ring finger, what he was wearing was his father's Ice Spirit Flowing Cloud Ring to ward off evil spirits.

"Yi'er, you have lost all your soul power, it is your father's ring, because you have been cultivating with your father's soul for more than ten years, and you still have some soul power left!

"I don't believe it!"

"Young man, believe me! is the only way for you to grow up in the future!"

"Hehe! Mother-in-law, what are you talking about? I will work hard! Are you hungry? Talk as if my future depends on you, and I have to rely on my mother to feed me every day! Only then can I practice hard and have a future! You still have to rely on me! I'll bring you a big bowl of rice soup in a while! Don't worry! I'll go home! At this moment, my mother is cooking porridge and cooking dumplings at home!

Meng Yi raised his eyes to look at the sky, and helped the wooden dragon knife on his back.

At this time, the people in the martial arts arena dispersed, and people came over in twos and threes, passing by Meng Yi, and they all cast disdainful glances at him.

The mother-in-law saw that there were too many people and it was not convenient to speak, so she leaned into Meng Yi's ear and said, "Well, mother-in-law is hungry!

Meng Yi was stunned for a glance at her mother-in-law, and pretended to be a little annoyed: "Every time I say that I will bring you a rice ball!

After saying that, Meng Yi jumped off the Wind Spirit Stone, and then helped the wooden dragon knife on his back, "Mother-in-law, you wait for me!", and ran forward.

The mother-in-law looked at the back of the young man, and her heart was very happy, and her face full of wrinkles and fly feces immediately smiled into a bowl of black-brown miso noodle soup.