The sunset in the west mountain, the red glow on the horizon is continuous, the posture is thousands, and the magnificence is very.

On the rocky cliff, twelve figures were climbing upwards with difficulty, and occasionally someone stepped on the air, and the body that fell on the rope slipped down, almost falling, making people wipe a cold sweat.

These twelve people are naturally the twelve orphans who chose to participate in the assessment of the inner gang disciples, and Zhao Ziming and Yuntu are among them.

On the ground below them, there were twelve black-clothed young men standing silently, once anyone could not support and fell from above, there was no risk of death, these lone wolf gang disciples who had practiced martial arts for many years were enough to rescue them in time.

Zhao Ziming clenched the knot, pulled hard with both hands, and his body rose a lot, and at the same time, he quickly found a good foothold under his feet, and climbed at a steady speed with his hands again and again, which was the result of his reluctance to use internal force, otherwise he would have reached the top at this moment.

Glancing down to the left, I saw Yuntu panting, holding the knot in both hands, resting in a low-effort posture.

Zhao Ziming smiled slightly, no longer delayed, and continued to climb up. Before climbing the cliff, he gave Yuntu a half-steamed bun that he saved, and he got acquainted, so much he could help, and whether he could achieve his wish could only rely on Yuntu himself.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Ziming climbed to the top of the cliff with "difficulty".

A middle-aged man with half-white hair and a square face sat in the chaise longue, looked at him with a rather satisfied eye for a while, and asked, "What's your name, and how old is this year?"

Zhao Ziming expected that this person's status was not low, so he hurriedly bowed and replied, "Boy Qianming, I am twelve years old this year. ”

The middle-aged man touched the short beard on his chin and muttered, "Twelve years old, well, it's not too old, you come here." ”

"Ah!" Zhao Ziming was stunned, and his reaction was a beat slower.

A purple-robed young man standing beside the middle-aged man shouted, "Bold! The hall master called you over, why don't you come quickly!"

Zhao Ziming hurriedly walked to the chair and stood with his hands down, and at the same time secretly remembered the appearance of this purple-robed young man in his heart.

The hall master stretched out his hand and clasped Zhao Ziming's vein, and a wisp of cool internal force flowed out from his fingertips and probed into Zhao Ziming's body.

Zhao Ziming guessed what the other party was going to do, and took the first step to collect the internal force in the meridians into the dantian, but he was also a little apprehensive in his heart, and he didn't know if he could hide it.

He doesn't want people to know that he has internal strength, and when he goes out, he hides some strength, which may be of great effect at critical moments.

Fortunately, the wisp of internal force only swam around his body and then withdrew, and he didn't probe it carefully, so he shouldn't have found anything.

Sure enough, the hall master let go of his hand, nodded, and said, "Your roots are good, it seems that you haven't practiced martial arts yet, if you are willing to work hard, you will definitely be able to achieve a lot in the future." ”

Hearing this, the purple-robed young man next to the hall master changed his face, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then disappeared again.

Zhao Ziming replied respectfully: "The kid will study hard and practice hard, and he will live up to the expectations of the hall master." ”

Half an hour later, the assessment was over, including Yuntu, seven more people successfully reached the top, and the other four ended in failure, and the hall master checked the roots and bones of the seven people one by one as before, but there was no evaluation similar to Zhao Ziming, obviously, among these people, only Zhao Ziming's talent could enter his eyes.

After the hall master left, a group of eight people left the rocky cliff under the leadership of a black-clothed disciple and came to a large courtyard.

The black-clothed disciple said in a polite and respectful tone: "Senior disciples, you live here for the time being, and later I will send someone to prepare hot water and food for you junior disciples." ”

Zhao Ziming and others just arrived, so they naturally didn't put up any shelves, and nodded their heads in thanks.

Yun Tu hesitated for a moment and said, "This senior brother, I live in the same room as Qianming, so please ask someone to send the things together." ”

The black-clothed disciple answered, then turned around and exited the courtyard, preparing to go.

Zhao Ziming looked at this person's back and sighed softly, this person is above himself and others in terms of seniority and strength, but his posture is so low, his identity is very clear, and he should belong to the outer disciples.

Retracting his thoughts, Zhao Ziming pushed open the door and entered the room, followed by Yuntu.

After closing the door, Yuntu solemnly hugged his fist to Zhao Ziming and said, "Qianming, thank you." ”

Zhao Ziming waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "It's just a steamed bun, didn't you give me half of it?"

Yun Tu smiled and stopped talking, he knew that the one and a half steamed buns were specially left for him by Qian Ming when he saw that he lacked physical strength, and the things were insignificant, but this friendship was worth remembering.

After a while, several women brought hot water and clothes, and after the two of them were washed and dressed, another person brought food to eat, although it was not exquisite, but there were fish and meat, so that Zhao Ziming and Yuntu, who had not eaten a good meal for a long time, opened their bellies and feasted on it.

In the early morning of the next day, under the leadership of the black-clothed disciple who was responsible for arranging the food and lodging of the disciples, Zhao Ziming and the other eight entered a separate courtyard.

The area of the courtyard is not large, but the structure is exquisite, the pavilions and pavilions are distributed among each other, the rockery and strange stones are dotted among them, there are small bridges and flowing water, the ancient acacia weeping willows, the real charm is very, the style is elegant.

The black-clothed disciple introduced as he walked, "This Cuiyuan Residence is the residence of the hall master, and the adults spent a lot of effort to build it, and it is a must for me to fall into the moon peak, please be careful with one or two, don't damage anything, otherwise if the adults blame it, we can't afford it." ”

Bypassing several paths shaded by flowers, and then walking through a hanging flower gate, after a short walk, everyone's eyes lit up and came to a small courtyard.

There were three people sitting in the courtyard, and it was the hall master in the center, Zhao Ziming and others learned from the black-clothed disciple that this person's surname was Liu, and his name was Wenzhong.

The other two, one with a narrow face and gloomy eyes, exuding a cold aura all over his body, and the other with an ordinary face, but his eyebrows are extremely thick, which are connected into a word, adding a bit of majesty. The names of these two people have also been told by the black-clothed disciples, the former is called Huang Yong, and the latter is called He Ping, both of whom are deacons of the Lone Wolf Gang.

The black-clothed disciple stepped forward quickly, clasped his fists and bowed down, and said, "Hall Master, the two deacons, the people have been brought, and the disciple has retired." ”

Liu Wenzhong waved his hand and motioned for him to stand down.

Zhao Ziming and the others hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "I have seen the hall master and the two deacons." ”

Liu Wenzhong glanced left and right, pointed at Zhao Ziming, and said with a smile: "Lao Huang, Lao He, everyone is here, I only want him, and the rest is up to you, how about it?"

Huang Yong stared at Zhao Ziming for a while, and nodded expressionlessly.

He Ping said directly: "Hall Master, if I don't owe you a favor, I will fight no matter what I say." ”

Liu Wenzhong laughed, saw Zhao Ziming and the others at a loss, and explained: "When you join my inner gang, you can choose a teacher and worship, now, you seven apprentices, of course, Qianming you must worship under my door." ”

Suddenly, a crisp and ethereal voice sounded over the courtyard, and the aftermath was endless, extremely pleasant.

The disciples looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on, while Huang Yong's three faces changed, they suddenly got up, and said in unison: "Ice Jade Lingyin!"

Liu Wenzhong suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, took a deep breath, saluted the air in front of him, and said loudly: "I don't know that Yao Lao is coming, I miss the welcome, and I hope that Yao Lao will forgive my sins." ”

The courtyard was quiet, but Zhao Ziming held his palm and exclaimed, "What is this?"

On the palm of his hand, there is a worm, this insect is the size of a small thumb, the whole body is ice blue, the body is small and half of the body is erected, and there are two antennae on the head, which is shaking slightly from left to right, and it looks very cute.

The tentacles on the head of the strange insect stopped shaking, and it lowered its head and bit Zhao Ziming's palm as fast as lightning.

Zhao Ziming's palms were numb, and at the same time, a cold air that froze through his heart and lungs spread from the bite and spread all over his body, he wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but he was shocked to find that his body was no longer under his control.

The moment he saw the strange insect, Liu Wenzhong wanted to say something to remind, but he only felt that an old man appeared in front of him, looking at him indifferently, his words were stuck in his throat, but he didn't dare to say it again.

Huang Yong and He Ping kept their mouths firmly closed, and stood with their heads bowed respectfully, facing this person, they actually behaved like disciples!

The hall master and the deacon, who are high up on weekdays, are still like this, not to mention the others, they are all trembling, and they don't dare to take a breath.

In fact, as soon as this person appeared, everyone in the courtyard felt as if they were being targeted by a fierce beast, as if they would fall into a catastrophe as long as they made a slight move.

Not only people, but also the chirping insects in the dirt and the rats in the burrows all felt the same way, and they instinctively shrank their bodies, not daring to make any movement.

This person turned around, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Zhao Ziming, with no expression on his old face.

Zhao Ziming's whole body stiffened, and the cold air pouring into his body became more and more surging, and a thin layer of frost began to form on the surface of his body.

The strange insect in the palm of his hand was sucking his blood, and slowly, the ice blue body was flushed red, and the red became more and more intense, mixing with the original blue into deep black, which was shocking!

After the tea, the changes started again, and the swollen insect body fluctuated like water, and then, a thin blue air flow flowed from the mouth of the strange insect into Zhao Ziming's palm flesh and blood, dyeing his palm blue.

At this point, the old man's eyes suddenly burst out with a ball of fine light, and he didn't see any movement, and in the blink of an eye, he flashed to Zhao Ziming's side, staring at the strange insect on his palm.

With the loss of blue airflow, the ink color on the strange insect slowly became lighter, turning back into red and blue.

When the last trace of blue faded, the strange insect became red, like a red crystal, and it was beautiful in a flash.

At this moment, the strange insect let go of its mouth, and Yang Shou let out a crisp and ethereal chirp, and then he lay down and lazily remained motionless.