The third day of the tenth lunar month in 1995.

The sky was cloudy with snow.

It is advisable to sacrifice and meet relatives and friends.

Today is not very favorable for the ox people, and the evil direction is in the west.

Zhang Wang took Tang Muzhi to the principal's office of the Tangmen Martial Arts School early in the morning, and walked through the park sandwiched between the dormitory building and the office area.

The twilight was heavy, there were no colors to be seen, the silence and coldness of thousands of miles, and the trees of the forest turned empty and desolate gray-white, which was very different from the prosperity of yesterday.

"What is this...... Murderous aura? Tang Muzhi looked at the gloomy sky, he really didn't have any special feelings, but Zhang Wang was very serious on the side, and he didn't talk well.

I went up to the third floor and walked into the principal's office - it was still in the style of the Tang Gate, and practicality was paramount. Nothing fancy decorations, a long table, several chairs.

Behind the long table hangs a picture, hand-painted, with three ink blobs on the main body. On behalf of the upper, middle and lower three Dan of the Qi Shi. The regular lines around the Sandan represent the route of the Qi.

It was dark and the lights were on in the principal's office.

Tang Ming, Tang Qiushan, Tang Miaoxing, Tang Tingfeng, Tang Guanhai - and finally, Yang Lie, the current head of the Tang Gate, who is facing the long table.

Zhang Wang said: "Everyone is here, Muzhi-"

Tang Muzhi hugged his fists and bowed his waist: "Disciple Tang Muzhi, meet the head of the sect and the clan elder!" ”

Everyone looked at Yang Lie.

"You're not a member of the Tang Sect yet, don't call yourself a disciple."

Tang Muzhi lowered his head, unable to see Yang Lie's expression, so he had to say again: "Junior Tang Muzhi, meet the door chief and the clan elders!" ”

"You look up—Akiyama, ask, let him answer." Yang Lie, dressed in a white suit, sat on a stool and stared at him, he was always concise and shocking.

Tang Muzhi didn't look up at him, but there was already a terrifying atmosphere in the air invading him.

"Tang Muzhi, the descendant of the Tang Sect family, is now asking you questions, we ask you to answer the questions I mentioned truthfully in front of the 'Dan Swallowing Map' and the ancestors of the Tang Sect, and you must not conceal it! DID YOU KNOW? ”

"Juniors understand." Tang Muzhi faced it indifferently.

"Okay, first question! Are there any sects or individuals other than the Tang Sect who teach you to practice Qi? ”

Tang Miaoxing and the others are all the pillars of the inner gate, so they naturally don't want a descendant of the Tang Sect to be someone else's apprentice for a long time, and they are all staring at him tightly at the moment.

"The name of the first alien that the younger generation came into contact with was Guang Shao, he himself was now seventeen years old, had no sect, and was about to abandon himself and become an ordinary person. In September of this year, he taught me how to practice Jinggong and the 'naked eye' of Buddhism, and besides, no one outside the Tang Sect taught me anything. ”

“…… Okay, second question! Tang Muzhi, do you understand the abnormality of the way your body's meridians have been running through your body? ”

"I only noticed it and didn't know why, I was born to do it."

Tang Qiushan looked around, he knew that these pillars of the Tang Sect were in different moods now, but they didn't show it on the surface.

As far as Tang Muzhi is concerned, it is consistent with what Zhang Wang and Tang Ming said.

"I'm going to ask the third question—" Yang Lie said coldly.

Tang Muzhi looked up at him, and the two looked at each other.

Flesh-eye eye contact and empathy open almost unconsciously.

Tang Muzhi suddenly couldn't feel the solemn atmosphere, he stared at Yang Lie's eyes tightly—just because he couldn't see anything else.

What kind of eyes are that?

Sadness, doubts?

Joy, determination?

Apathy or enthusiasm?

Good or Fierce?

Dead or alive?

Even if there is a trace of emotion, Tang Muzhi believes that he can read some in this state.

But no!

He fell into an inexplicable composure, but he didn't know where the confidence came from.

"Did you deceive Zhang Wang and Tang Ming's trust by hinting, disguising, concealing, etc.?"

Tang Muzhi didn't even see what Yang Lie said! He was so attracted by the emotion in his eyes that his brain was no longer capable of processing other information.

Everyone in the principal's office looked at Yang Lie with some surprise, they didn't expect him to ask such a sharp question.

Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang glanced at each other, and they all felt that this was making things difficult for people, after all, in the face of this kind of problem that is likely to be hidden in the deepest part of human nature, everyone has their own understanding and way of facing it.

Yang Lie ignored them, still staring at the young man in front of him.

Yang Lie asked for a long time, but Tang Muzhi didn't answer.

In fact, he had already fallen into a great shock, but his "potential" was coerced by Yang Lie, and he couldn't make any fluctuations - in this state, how should he speak?

He watched as Yang Lie's right hand was raised, and an incomparably slow wind blade struck him, but he felt that all this had happened so naturally.

It's as if you're in a field, and a scent of flowers hits you - who will dodge, who will resist?

He had never seen such an action, without the slightest emotion, as normal as a mother hugging her son!

Could it be that the son would refuse his mother's hug? To stop her, to push her away?

Isn't this a great unfilial piety?

And Tang Muzhi became an "unfilial" person.

At the moment when the Wind Blade was about to attack him, his head fell to the right, and he was able to avoid the strange, soothing blow!

This also shows that he can deliberately resist the fragrance of flowers, and deliberately avoid things that ordinary people would not think of being able to hide.

Everyone in the conference room looked at Yang Lie and Tang Muzhi's inexplicable movements, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Hey ......"

This strange atmosphere was finally broken, and they saw that Yang Lie, who had always been expressionless, actually showed a smile!

"You've passed."

……

Calculate the time, Bingyin, the god of fortune in the southwest and the god in the northwest, auspicious.

The disciples of the Tang Sect were told in advance to burn incense and bathe for three consecutive days, and gathered in the playground of the campus at three o'clock in the afternoon under the light snow.

For some other reasons, the entrance ceremony on the ninth day of September this year was postponed and set for the beginning of winter on September 16.

Tao Tao and Han Yin also officially joined the Tang Sect on that day.

Today's main task is to go to the Tang Mound to worship, and one more, Zhang Wang and the others want to make up the entrance ceremony for the newcomer Tang Muzhi, so they were summoned to the playground first.

Tang Muzhi was born in Suzhou, Gansu Province in 1980...... Grandfather (actually maternal grandfather) Tang Zhenyang died in 1964 in the Gregorian calendar! It is a descendant of the inner door Tang Xiaofeng. He is your good teacher, and he is also our good teacher! He is also a qualified son of the Tang Sect! Tang Qiushan introduced the history of Tang Mu to everyone on the rostrum.

Because it was not yet time to worship the ancestors, the disciples in the audience were not nervous, and they were in an uproar.

"This TM is fifteen?" Gao Shaoshan was dumbfounded.

"One meter seven...... It's almost 1.8 meters! ”

"Hey." Han Yin patted Gao Shaoshan on the shoulder, "Genetic problems, don't envy others, I believe you can still grow taller." ”

"You're a stupid big man, what's wrong with me now being 1.6 meters! When I was a child, I lacked nutrition! In the future, I can grow 1.8 meters! Gao Shaoshan's face turned red and shouted.

"Wake up, no one says how many meters you are now, and you are only one and a half meters to death." Tang Hong on the side mocked.

"I don't think you're taking me seriously at all!" Tang Fulu said fiercely.

Tang Wu pretended to look around for a while: "Uncle Fulu, where are you?" Why can't I see it? ”

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss!"

"What about his parents? Why not? ”

“…… Born in a province. Did the parents break some rules and be kicked out? ”

"Don't spread rumors, don't believe rumors, what virtue! Maybe their parents are ordinary people. ”

"It's all quiet!"

Tang Qiushan straightened out the discipline and carried out the process of entry.