In the past few days, Feng Mu has been living with his fingers wrenched. The time for the Zhuo Zongyuan exam was getting closer and closer, and he was cultivating more and more fiercely every day.

This year is the 933rd year of the Dragon Rain Calendar in the Scorched Earth Continent, and according to the rules of the Zhuo Zongyuan Singular Year Recruitment Examination, August 9 and 10 this year will be the day that will decide the fate of many martial artists. Feng Mu is fifteen years old this year, if he doesn't get admitted this year, he will have to wait until he is seventeen years old to have a chance to enter Zhuo Zongyuan, because Zhuo Zongyuan will not open the examination next year.

The students of Zhuo Zongyuan are divided into two main groups, the first part of the students, whose age is 14-19 years old, they receive the systematic, formal, and comprehensive cultivation and teaching of the Zongyuan, and there is also a chance to enter Huiyue once every two years. Once these students reach the age of 20, they must participate in the graduation examination of Zhuo Zongyuan in the first ten days of their 20 years old, and if they pass the examination, they can get relatively good job opportunities, such as local state capitals, kamikaze shields in various places, Pingwei prisons in various places, etc.; if they have not passed the exam, there are still a lot of places to rush to, such as dart games, martial arts halls, private guards, and so on. However, regardless of whether the candidate graduated or not, he had to leave the institute at the age of 20.

In the second part, there is no age limit, but they are generally over 20 years old. These students are generally selected by the royal family or local state capitals for some special matters and enter the Zhuo Zong Monastery to participate in the study. These students no longer receive closed, systematic, and long-term teaching, but only receive some short-term training, sometimes ten days and half a month, and the longest is not more than half a year. In addition, these students often only study some exercises in the Zhuo Zong Academy, and basically do not have a mentor to guide them.

Moreover, the warriors are well aware. Many of the exercises, items, props, and grandmasters of the five great countries are concentrated in the sect temple, and it is almost wishful thinking to receive good practice guidance outside the temple.

Perhaps in the royal families of the five major countries, and in some of the sects, their clansmen or disciples can be systematically taught, but the things that the royal family and sects have are limited to their own clans or sects, and they are far less profound than the sects.

Coming down from Taiping Mountain, Feng Mu, Jing Lang and Jing Xiangyao walked together in the direction of Yingshui Hall. Tonight, Jingli invited dinner in Yingshui Hall again, which was considered a trip for the three of them.

Tomorrow morning, the three of them will set off for the Tongzhou Mansion, where Zhuo Zongyuan is located.

Jing Xiangyao's steps are light. Before that, her yearning for Zhuo Zongyuan was usually just talking, just thinking about it, but now that the opportunity has really appeared, how can she not be happy?

Jing Lang walked to Jing Xiangyao's side: "Sister Yao, you have to come on, Feng Mu and I will definitely be admitted to Zhuo Zongyuan, you, you have to be serious then." ”

Jing Xiangyao raised her willow eyebrows: "Look down on people, right, tell you, I must have no problem in getting in, but I'm still worried about you." ”

Feng Mu spoke to Jing Xiangyao: "Every time Zhuo Zongyuan enrolls students, a certain percentage of seats will be reserved for female students. Therefore, Yao Mei doesn't have to worry about it. ”

Jing Lang didn't open any pot and mentioned which pot: "Feng Mu, I went to Tongzhou." What about your house?"

This can offend Feng Mu too, he twisted Jing Lang's thick arm and drank: "I want you to take care of it!"

Jingli was already sitting in the Yingshui Hall, and today he ordered another table of good dishes, and the ones that the villagers should eat when they celebrated, they all had them. This time he ordered a jug of wine, and maybe he didn't remember the last time he was drunk.

The proprietress was also polite, and still sent a dish, wishing the three of them success in the exam.

Jingli touched the wine jug and prepared to pour the wine. At this time, Jing Lang snatched the wine jug and said, "Father, your alcohol is too bad, I will control this wine today." ”

Jing Li laughed when he heard this, and Jing Lang laughed too. Just a few days ago, how dare Jing Lang talk to Jing Li like this, and how dare he rob Jing Li's hand? Just a few days ago, if Jing Lang dared to choke Jing Li, if Jing Lang dared to grab Jing Li's things, it would be strange not to be scolded severely.

"Boss, add me a cup. Jing Xiangyao shouted loudly.

"Okay, it's worthy of being my daughter!" Jingli gave another thumbs up.

Feng Mu and Jing Lang were no longer restrained, and took the initiative to pick up their wine glasses.

Jing Xiangyao drank for the first time, and the flush on her face made her look even more delicate and lovely. She tilted her head and asked, "Father, aren't you going to send us to Tongzhou?"

Jingli shook his head: "According to the rules of the Xuanyuan Dojo, I am not allowed to leave Lingchuan for half a step, I have already violated the law last time, and I must not do it again now." If you do it again, you may never be able to return to Haochang in this life. ”

Jing Lang didn't care: "It's okay, the emperor is far away, how can they know." ”

"No, they already know. Jingli said bitterly.

"Father, I respect you. Thank you for nurturing your kindness. Jing Xiangyao raised her cup to Jing Li. She knew that her father's only violation was because of her suicide.

You come and go, a few people talk and laugh for a while, and then someone comes over to join in the fun. The person who came was the village chief of Taiping Village, and after saying some polite words, he raised his glass and said: "I hope you can win glory for Taiping Village like the little girl Cheng Meixi." ”

Jing Lang's cheeks flushed, and he responded: "Thank you, village chief, definitely, definitely." If I enter Zhuo Zongyuan, I will definitely go to Sister Cheng Meixi, hoping that he will take care of me then. ”

The village chief smiled: "No problem, I will agree on behalf of the little girl." Jing Xiangyao, Feng Mu, you have entered the Zhuo Sect Academy, if there is any difficulty, just go to the little girl. ”

Jing Xiangyao's brows stretched: "Okay, I'll go find Sister Cheng." ”

Feng Mu didn't speak, just took the cup and drank it all. I was saying, "Yes, I'm definitely going to go to her."

As night falls, the banquet ends. Feng Mu returned to the house at the foot of Taiping Mountain alone. I can't say how much I like this empty and deserted house, but now that I am about to leave, I am still quite reluctant.

Feng Mu lit the lamp and walked through every corner of the room step by step. He was familiar with everything in the room, only two small beds, a square table, a few chairs, two cabinets, one large and one small, two hammocks that his parents used to use, a stove for a fire, and a cupboard hanging in the air...... There are a lot of chopsticks in there, but only one pair is often taken out.

Also, the painting that hangs on the wall. The people on the painting are Feng Mu's parents, and the painting is very expressive, but after looking at it for a long time, the appearance of Feng Mu's parents in his heart is becoming more and more blurred.

After I'm gone, if my parents come back and can't find me, will they be very sad?

Should I leave some mark and tell them that I went to the Cho Sect Temple?

...... No, they're not coming back!