Walking east along the attic, Liu Zifeng saw several neat rows of houses. Chen Yucai told him that this was for those of them who were preparing to participate in the teaching examination. As he spoke, he led Liu Zifeng to a room to the east.

Pushing open the door, the room was cleaned up and tidy, and a fragrant smell of sandalwood came to my nose. There are not many things in the house, except for a wooden bed and a table, and a futon for meditation is placed underneath. The bedding on the bed is also freshly washed, and other applications are readily available.

At this time, it was not too late, but the journey was running all the way, and the spirit of several people was not too good. Chen Yucai settled Liu Zifeng for a few words, and then left with the little junior sister. Zhou Yuru helped him pack up his things briefly, told him a few more words, and then went back to Xinghua Hall to resume his life.

After sending a few people away, Liu Zifeng lay on the bed, staring blankly at the roof, and the house suddenly became quiet. For some reason, he suddenly felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

What he saw and heard in the past two days completely disrupted his peaceful heart lake in the past ten years. Rao is sixteen years old, but he has never seen the glitz and glamour of the world. His memory is just the life of Wuding Village, the company of Zhou Lao and Liu Zikong. It's just that all this was ruthlessly interrupted when Zhou Lao died and Liu Zikong disappeared.

Like duckweed that has been quietly guarding in a calm lake for a long time, it suddenly encountered a monstrous wave, and its body couldn't help itself, floating up and down.

After thinking about it for a while, maybe it was because he didn't sleep well last night, and because of today's journey, Liu Zifeng's eyelids drooped and he fell asleep.

......

By the time Liu Zifeng woke up again, it was already the middle of the moon.

There are two buckled plates on the table, and a pair of chopsticks in the corner. The strange rat came out of his arms at some point, and was lying on the table sniffing with his nose, a pair of little eyes full of longing.

Liu Zifeng rubbed his eyes, sighed, and got up and got out of bed. Open the lid of the plate, a small dish and a few steamed buns, and still have residual warmth. His heart warmed, knowing that Zhou Yuru had been here. It is estimated that he slept soundly, put down the meal and left quietly.

Liu Zifeng gave some food to the little thing, and suddenly remembered that it had been so long and he hadn't named the strange rat yet. I suddenly came to my senses, and I thought about it for a long time before I said to the little guy who was eating with relish: "In the future, I will call you 'mouse', how about it?"

The strange rat was eating happily, and was stunned when he heard the words. Then he didn't care that he was still chewing something in his mouth, and his little paws covered his stomach and squeaked.

Liu Zifeng was a little embarrassed, but it was the first time for him to name it, and after thinking about it for a long time, he came up with such a rustic but more suitable name.

Seeing the strange rat laughing like crazy on the side, Liu Zifeng's face became more and more unsightly. However, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the long tail of the strange mouse, circles of golden hair, like rings of flames, and his heart moved, and said, "'Black Flame', how about this name?"

The strange mouse looked at him with a strange look, and for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, nodded his head. In an instant, the strange rat's body floated with golden dots.

Liu Zifeng was shocked, only to see that the little golden light rose from under the fur of the strange rat, and gathered in the center of the house. Soon, the golden light in the whole room was dazzling, and Liu Zifeng subconsciously closed his eyes.

There was a lot of movement in the house, but there was not a trace of movement outside the house.

In the room, all the golden light gathered in the center, forming two small golden words: "Black Flame"

"What is this? What the hell is this little guy?"

Liu Zifeng forcibly opened his eyes, and also saw the two golden words, and his heart was full of shock and doubt.

A moment later, the small golden words swept towards the willow wind and sank into his body. Liu Zifeng only felt that his body was hot, as if a fireball was rolling in the meridians of his body, and he was sweating profusely and his face was red. However, this situation did not last long, and the body returned to calm.

There was a sudden burning pain in his palm, Liu Zifeng hurriedly looked at it, and saw a small word "fire" appear in his palm, and then slowly disappeared.

He was stunned for a moment, looked at Hei Yan who was still eating on the side, hugged him, and ignored the little guy's "squeak" and asked, "What are you?"

I stared at it for a while, but I didn't see any results. Liu Zifeng sighed, grabbed a steamed bun, and began to eat.

After the scene just now, for some reason, Liu Zifeng felt a little closer to Hei Yan. This feeling came inexplicably, and he didn't think much about it. Although this little thing had only followed him for a few days, it could be seen that it was not vicious or anything like that.

After dinner, Liu Zifeng lay on the bed, thinking that he would take the teaching exam tomorrow, and planned to rest well. For a long time, he tossed and turned but did not feel sleepy, got dressed, and planned to go out for a walk.

The bright moon, which is not yet round, is shrouded by a layer of faint dark clouds at some point, like a fairy with a light veil and a mask. The mountain breeze blows, and the slightest coolness hits. Under the moonlight, the three majestic peaks of the Luoxia Sect were like three unsheathed swords, and a cold and killing intent came to the face.

There was a big stone outside the house, and Liu Zifeng was leaning on the big stone, looking at the three peaks in a daze.

"Boy, the old man sees that you are frowning and worried, do you want to make a divination for you?"

The sudden sound frightened Liu Zifeng almost rolled down from the boulder. Standing still, he saw an old man with gray eyebrows and beard and wearing a Taoist robe facing him, looking at him with a smile.

"Is that you?"

Liu Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered this old liar. If it weren't for Zhou Yuru's reminder before, and what happened to those two middle-aged men, no matter how you look at it, you feel like a master.

"I ...... I don't have the money to tell the fortunes. ”

Liu Zifeng thought about it and found a lame excuse, not wanting to talk to him more. It's just that the old man was not annoyed, and he didn't seem to hear the meaning of his words, but said: "We are destined, I will only divinate for you first, and then you decide whether to pay me or not?"

Liu Zifeng shook his head, and couldn't think of any excuses, so he said directly: "I don't want to tell the hexagram, and I won't give you silver, you can go." ”

So saying, he went to the room.

Lao Dao smiled and said slowly: "Boy, you have a tiger in your heart, but you have no direction. Even if you are a child of the Liu family, you will end up doing nothing like this, can you believe it?"

Liu Zifeng paused, stood at the door, was silent for a moment, and a low voice came out of his mouth: "I don't believe it." ”

Lao Dao frowned when he heard this, and muttered: "Sure enough, there is such a heavy Yin Soul Qi and a murderous aura...... This kid ......"

While speaking, Lao Dao walked up to Liu Zifeng, stroked his long beard, and said slowly: "If you are persistent in your heart, it is also due to fate." After tomorrow's teaching test, when entering the Falling Moon Peak. ”

Liu Zifeng looked up at Lao Dao, only to see that his gray beard was constantly swaying by the mountain wind, and his face was solemn.

"Why? What's in Falling Moon Peak?"

Lao Dao laughed, and said in his mouth: "Everyone in the world knows that the Falling Moon Peak is terrifying, but who knows why the Falling Moon Peak is terrifying?

Liu Zifeng was puzzled, only to hear the old Tao and say: "The horror is in people's hearts." ”

This remark is vague, but it seems to imply something. Liu Zifeng only felt some truth when he heard it, but he understood something but couldn't say it.

He shook his head, not knowing what this old man was talking nonsense, but he felt a pang of annoyance in his heart. Ignore the old man and go back to sleep.

After Liu Zifeng left, Lao Dao's complexion returned to normal, and he took a deep look at the room, and seemed to be able to see Liu Zifeng's figure in the house.

"Simple nature, but poor boy. ”

After speaking, there was a soft sound. A yellowed talisman paper fell, turned to ashes, and the figure of the old man was gone.

......

Early in the morning, Liu Zifeng had already woken up, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to breathe and breathe.

Streams of blue-black gas started from the dantian and traveled around the meridians all over the body. Liu Zifeng looked closely and found that the skin was faintly glowing with a golden luster.

He was stunned for a moment, remembering that those golden points of light that flew out of the black flame fur last night looked somewhat similar. Liu Zifeng pinched the skin on his arm, and it felt like it was covered with a thin layer of tendons, and it was extremely flexible. looked at Hei Yan, who was still asleep, put away the doubts in his heart, and continued to vomit.

After another while, Liu Zifeng stopped moving, let out a long breath, and looked out the window.

It was dawn, and in the center of it was a flat place, and at this time there were ten stone platforms. The whole body of the stone platform is dark green, and the polishing is round and smooth, as if it is jade. When the sun shines, it shimmers green. In front of each dark green stone table is a futon for those who take part in the examination.

Liu Zifeng simply picked it up and went out of the room. Along the way, I also found several young men and women walking out of a room not far away, apparently to take part in the examination.

After a short time, Liu Zifeng came to the center, looked at the ten stone platforms in front of him, showed doubts on his face, and said secretly: What is this going to test?

At this time, I saw that the door of the attic suddenly opened, and a white-haired old man walked out with a smile, looked around, and said, "Ten people who participated in the examination, come forward!"

Liu Zifeng heard this and took a step forward. A few people in the crowd also walked forward and stood in front of the futon. Liu Zifeng glanced at it, and added that he was just ten.

His place is the tenth stone platform and futon.

Of the ten, three were women and seven were men. Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly and said, "Today, ten of you will participate in the examination of my sect. The first step is to activate the True Qi and form a circulation in the four limbs and veins around the body, and the second step is to inject the True Qi in your body into the 'Nine Turns of Ink Jade Table'. In the end, the old man will judge you and wait for the results, understand?"

Ten people replied respectfully: "Understood!"

At this moment, a cloud suddenly rolled in the distance, and in an instant it was above the square. The old man turned around, and the clouds and mist disappeared, one of them was a fairy wind dao bone, wearing a dark green Taoist robe, engraved with a cloud and mist pattern, and the other looked like a beautiful woman about thirty, dressed as a Taoist aunt, with skin like snow, thin eyebrows and a nose, and a wide Taoist robe covering a graceful figure.

"Senior brother and sister, why do you have time to come and see the excitement here today?"

The old man looked at the two of them, slightly surprised, and then smiled.

Everyone was shocked, and realized that these two people should be the famous head of the Luoxia Sect and the great elder of the Xinghua Palace.

The head of this generation of Luoxia Sect, whose name is Luochen, cultivates to Tongtian, is one of the rare masters in the world, and is honored as Luochen Zhenren;