"Oops, it's so hot!" Xu You immediately retracted his right hand, grinning in pain, and desperately blowing on the smoking palm. Ling Qingqing couldn't help but laugh when she saw Xu You's embarrassed appearance.

Xu You's face turned red, and he quickened his pace and walked forward.

"He is the only young inscription master Xu You in Qinghemen, he has a very strange temper and a very arrogant personality!" Ling Qingqing introduced.

When Lin Que and the three of them just walked into the door, they saw Ai Lian rushing to the front desk with an arrow step, whistling at a young girl in black, and then his eyes widened, staring at her chest, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, and saliva flowed from his mouth, saying: "Oh, my Chen Qinglian Chen Da Beauty, it seems to be gone, wow, this one seems to be growing a lot!"

"Knock", the girl in green unceremoniously gave Ai Lian a burst.

"Oops!" Ai Lian covered his head, tears flowing out of his eyes, "What a ruthless girl, sure enough, a big-breasted and brainless girl can't be messed with!"

The girl in green had a black line on her head, clenched her fists, and was ready to clean up Ailian. Ai Lian immediately stepped back, waved his hand, and begged, "Don't, don't, don't!"

Lin Que saw that the girl was wearing a black robe with two gold stars on her right shoulder.

When Chen Qinglian saw Lin Que, she asked with a smile: "Hello, are you here to identify the level of the inscriptionist?"

Ling Qingqing immediately appeared in front of Lin Que, blocking Chen Qinglian's line of sight, and said, "Oh, yes, may I ask, which direction should I go?"

Chen Qinglian looked at Ling Qingqing's movements, as if she had seen through her thoughts, she covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "Come with me!"

"Lian'er, wait for me, let's go together!" Ai Lian healed the scar and forgot the pain, and followed.

"How many times have I said, don't call me Lian'er in front of so many people!"

"Okay, Lian'er! I'll listen to you, Lian'er!"

After speaking, there was a "dong dong" sound.

In front of a wooden door, a group of young men and a gray-robed man stood.

"Xu You! Well, yes, his body and bones are very good, his mental strength is also good, he is a good seedling!" a black-robed man looked at Xu You's information, then looked at Xu You and said.

Xu You pursed his lips, looked out the window, and did not speak.

The gray-robed people sneered in their hearts: a little doll with a milky smell that has not dried up dares to put on a face in front of the old man. Even if you Qinghemen masters come, you have to respectfully call me 'Old Chen' or 'Master Chen'. Okay, the old man wants to see what real skills you have.

Master Chen took out another piece of paper, and after reading it, he said to the other person next to Xu You: "Liu Xinghe, are you a disciple of Master Feng?" Well, Master Feng and the old man have been friends for many years, and the disciples he taught must be very good!"

Liu Xinghe was very happy after hearing this, and he hurriedly took out the flower chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and handed it to Master Chen.

Master Chen sniffed his nose, snatched it away, and said with great joy: "Master Feng still understands my heart! Hey, many years ago, when I was down on the street, I only survived by eating Master Feng's flower chicken." Since then, I have never forgotten this taste!" Master Chen sighed.

Liu Xinghe said: "Uncle Chen, my master misses you very much, but he has gone to Qilin City and can't come to see you." When he came, he also said to his disciple: "Your Master Chen is a leader in the world of inscription masters, serve him well, he is happy, guide you a sentence or two, and you can run rampant in the world in this life!" Liu Xinghe imitated Master Feng's tone.

Master Chen laughed, patted Liu Xinghe's shoulder, and said, "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be! The old man is already old, and now, there are many masters in the inscription master world, and there are many talents, and in a few years, it will be the world of your young people!" Master Chen seemed to remember something, and asked again, "By the way, didn't Master Feng write to introduce two people? One is you, and the other is you?"

"Daddy, there are still three people here to identify the level!" Chen Qinglian walked over.

"Bastard boy, what are you doing here? The old man slashed you with a sword!" As soon as Master Chen saw Ai Lian, the fire in his heart burned all at once, and he casually picked up the sword on the waist of a person next to him, ready to give Ai Lian a chill.

"Don't do this, old man!" Ai Lian advised.

Hearing this sentence of "old man", Master Chen was even more furious, and he couldn't care about his image, and scolded: "your grandma's eggs, what did you call just now?"

Seeing Master Chen so angry, Ai Lian was a little scared, he retreated behind Chen Qinglian, and said timidly: "Old, old, no, no, no, Master Chen, I'm here to identify the level of the inscription master!"

"your grandma's eggs, it's the third time you've come to identify the inscription master's rank, others don't know your mind, don't you know? Qinglian, don't stop me! This kid has come to harass me again and again, you, the old man is going to abolish him today!" Master Chen became angrier and angrier the more he spoke, and he had already raised his sword.

Seeing that someone was going to die today, Chen Qinglian was in a hurry, pointed at Lin Que and Ling Qingqing, and said, "Daddy, this little brother and this little girl, they are still waiting for the appraisal grade!

Master Chen saw that so many juniors looked at him, his old face suddenly turned red, and he threw down the sword heavily, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Qinglian, take them into the first layer and tell them the rules!"

Master Chen glanced at Ai Lian and said fiercely, "Boy, I'll clean you up later!" He didn't stop or leave.

Although Master Chen had left, Ai Lian still had palpitations, and he said in Chen Qinglian's ear: "Lian'er, you tell your father that the two of us really love each other, I think, the old man will agree!"

Chen Qinglian glared at Ai Lian, and then pinched Ai Lian's waist violently.

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts!" Ai Lian wailed.

Seeing that Chen Qinglian and Ai Lian had a good relationship, Ling Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Que thought it was very funny, he couldn't imagine that the relationship between Master Chen, Chen Qinglian and Ai Lian was so complicated.

Chen Qinglian led everyone through several doors, came to a black wooden door, pushed it open, and saw that the inside was empty, the ground was covered with wooden boards, and many black lines were drawn on the wooden boards, and the black lines formed seven or eight long rectangles. Each rectangle has a number. At the end of the rectangle is a curtain wall painted with zigzag symbols.

Lin Que recognized the inscription, it was a small spirit array, called "Soul Storm".

Chen Qinglian led everyone to walk inside, and said, "The level of the inscription master we can assess here is one to three grades! There are three assessments, the first one is called Soul Storm!" She pointed to the symbol behind her, and was about to speak, Ai Lian walked up to Chen Qinglian and said to Lin Que and the others: "What is engraved on it is an inscription, called Soul Storm, if you can hold on for two hours before the Soul Storm, you will be qualified!

Chen Qinglian was full of black lines again, and she said: "Ai Lian is right, but in order to pursue a little more exciting, there will be some small punishments for losers!

Behind it is a wooden wall, on which there is a painting several zhang long, depicting a waterfall that rushes down 3,000 feet, which is magnificent. Then, the waterfall above began to move, and the rumbling sound of water resounded throughout the room, and for a moment, the water mist boiled.

Lin Que squinted in front of him, and the painting appeared in his mind, with dozens of lines in the painting, and it was glowing with blue light. Unexpectedly, there was also a spiritual array in that painting.

"Anyone who doesn't hold out for two hours before the soul storm will be confined in the waterfall for half an hour!"

Everyone was a little surprised, and they didn't expect that if they failed to identify, they would also be punished.

"It's exciting, I like it!"

"Of course! If anyone wants to leave, they can leave now!" Chen Qinglian said as she looked around at everyone.

No one left. Chen Qinglian said: "Since no one has left, then I will assume that everyone agrees." So, now please stand in a good position, a rectangle can only be a maximum of ten people!"

Lin Que and Ling Qingqing stood in front of the rectangle numbered 3.

"Soul Storm! On!" Ling Qingqing ordered, and the inscription on the curtain wall began to writhe, like an earthworm. The inscription blooms with blue light, very gentle, very beautiful!

A wisp of wind emanated from the soul storm and slowly blew towards everyone, as warm and gentle as a mother's hand.

"Look, this soul storm, is that just that?

"That's it, what a bullshit inscriptionist, what a bullshit spirit array, it turns out to be this bird! I thought it would be so difficult to take the inscription master!"

"My old man, looking forward to the stars and the moon every day, wants me to go back with a special inscription master's robe. Hey, this time, I'm going to surprise him!"

Some people felt that the soul storm was easy to pass through, so they began to blow it up without shame.

Chen Qinglian sneered, and then a hurricane roared out, rolling like a monstrous wave. Many people were caught off guard and were swept out by the hurricane, rushed into the waterfall in the picture, and struggled desperately inside.

In the blink of an eye, the ten ** people were all out of the first test.

The hurricane did not stop, but intensified, and the hurricane swept wildly, louder and louder, like thousands of lions roaring. Others couldn't stand it and were blown into the waterfall.

After persisting for a while, Ling Qingqing felt a little unbearable, his steps were vain, and his body became light, and he was about to be blown away.

At this time, a warm palm reached over, grabbed Ling Qingqing's hand tightly, and said, "Qingqing, hold on!" The voice was still clear in the wind.

Ling Qingqing, who had already given up, looked at Lin Que's encouraging eyes, she began to regain her confidence and said, "I know!" As soon as the words fell, her voice was swallowed by the wind.

Lin Que didn't hear it at all, but from Ling Qingqing's eyes, she could see her thoughts.

Master Chen was in another room at this time, and in front of him was a wooden table, on which were a plate of peanuts, a plate of broad beans, and a plate of chicken called flowers, and a pot of wine next to it.

There was a long mirror on the opposite wall, and the picture of Lin Que's room appeared on the mirror.

Master Chen threw a peanut into the sky, then caught it with his mouth and chewed it, it was crispy and fragrant.

"Hehe, so many people were out of the game in the first appraisal, I want to see how many pearls can appear!" Master Chen glanced at Chen Qinglian, who was looking at Ai Lian intently, as if she cared about him.

Master Chen slapped the table heavily, and the peanuts on the plate spilled.

Master Chen was so angry that his beard was cocked, he didn't understand, and said to himself: "I don't know what kind of magic this kid has used to make my daughter so fascinated!"