"Brother Bai, I wish you success!" Lu Yuan took Jiang Wu and the others and arched his hand towards Baiya.

Bai Ya nodded, returned the salute, and turned around and walked towards Feng Yang and Dong Ming in the back.

Today is the 19th day of June in the year 4702 of the Shenzhou calendar, Baiya is fifteen and a half years old, and more than ten days later, the selection of martial artists of the Qingcheng faction will be ushered in.

However, this kind of martial arts selection is not available to everyone, and it is necessary to get a place to participate in the test. Zhenwu Dojo, as the peripheral martial arts hall of Qingcheng, naturally has this kind of quota.

It's just that the martial artists in this session of the Zhenwu Dojo are a little bleak, and there are no too outstanding candidates, so Feng Yang effortlessly helped Bai Ya get a place. As the patriarch of White Cliff, Feng Yang and Dong Ming would personally send him to Qingcheng Mountain and become its guarantor.

In Baiya's previous life, Qingcheng Mountain was only a few dozen kilometers away from Chengdu, but in this world, this "close distance" has become tens of thousands of miles, but it still belongs to the category of "proximity".

There is a teleportation array between Qingcheng Mountain and Chengdu that can be used, and ten days is enough time to rush to the venue where the martial disciples report.

After a long period of trance, the three of Baiya appeared on an empty field, which was the teleportation point set up by the Qingcheng faction itself.

This teleportation point is on a clifftop platform hundreds of meters high, it is not composed of beast bone rune arrays, and the core is just a piece of emerald rock. This piece of emerald rock is turquoise throughout, about three meters high, and its surface is engraved with countless intricate runes, like a huge piece of jadeite.

The cliff-top platform is about the size of a football field, and the ground is paved with bluestone slabs, and it is located in the middle of the mountains. Looking around, there are green mountains and green peaks everywhere, and the scenery is pleasant.

The edge of the clifftop platform is protected by a stone fence, and when I saw several people from Baiya coming out of the teleportation array, a smiling young man in Tsing Yi greeted the three of them.

"The three of you want to take a suspension car!"

"Yes, send me to the Qingshixia Temple!" Feng Yang handed a piece of broken silver to the little guy and said a place name.

"Okay, three of you, come with me!" the little guy put the broken silver into his cloth bag and led the three of them towards the edge of the cliff.

When he came to the edge of the cliff, Bai Ya saw that there was a kind of box car similar to the aerial cable car in the previous life.

The top of the car was hung like a cable car from a thick iron cable, which went across the air and led slightly to the bottom of the cliff, but the surrounding peaks blocked the view, but the white cliff could not see where the other end of the cliff was.

When they got on the suspension car, the young man in Tsing Yi outside the car didn't know what mechanism he pulled, and the suspension car shook slightly, and then slid downward.

Bai Ya curiously pulled the car window and looked outside, only to see some villages vaguely distributed among the mountains, and the smoke of cooking was rising. In the open space of the village, you can also see Huangkou children playing and playing, cats and dogs fighting.

"In the next few days, the gathering of thousands of martial disciples in Qingcheng won't affect them?" Bai Ya asked curiously, pointing to the village below.

"No, most of them are ordinary people, except for a few descendants of Qingcheng powerhouses, they basically don't even know the existence of Qingcheng Immortal Gate. Feng Yang touched his long hair and said with a smile, "Although there are a lot of 10,000 martial artists, they have been divided into several exams, but they can't affect them in the slightest. ”

"Qingcheng Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, what is the value of just 10,000 people?" Dong Ming couldn't help but laugh, "What's more, at this time of year in the Qingcheng faction, many Taoist temples organize temple fairs and celebrations, and ordinary villagers will only be regarded as tourists from outside the mountain to watch the celebrations when they see us." ”

"Sir, I heard that there are other martial disciples in the Zhenwu Dojo participating in the test, do we need to join them?" Bai Ya remembered something and asked again.

"There's no need, they'll have their own mentors. What's more, once you enter the exam venue, there will be no Zhenwu Dojo, they will all be your potential opponents!" Feng Yang shook his head and smiled.

Bai Ya nodded, no longer asked, and turned his head to look at Qingcheng Mountain outside the window.

He had seen the Yunlong Ridge stretching for thousands of miles, which could be described as majestic and beautiful, and the mountains were like dragons. But compared with this Qingcheng Mountain, it is a small thing.

Qingcheng Mountain is northwest to southeast direction, the main body spans more than 6,000 miles, plus the affiliated mountain ranges, the mighty and mighty is called Wanli Qingcheng. Now in the place where you can see, the peaks are surrounded by undulating mountains, the forests are verdant and verdant, and the peaks are surrounded by each other, like a city outline.

The territory of 10,000 miles is almost the span of most of the Eurasian continent in Baiya's previous life, and the secular people living at both ends of Qingcheng Mountain may never see the other "neighbor" in their lives.

Such a vast territory has brought countless fantasy and wonderful splendid scenery to Qingcheng.

There are snow-capped mountains that do not melt all year round, mysterious caves that go deep into the belly of the mountains, steep mountain streams that are difficult for birds to cross, and dark swamps that are full of mist.

This mountain range is a fairyland on earth, worthy of the world's blessed land!

Most of the places in Qingcheng Mountain belong to the Qingcheng station, however, Qingcheng is the Taoist gate and does not interfere in secular government affairs, and most of the villages under the mountain are still under the jurisdiction of the Shu court.

It's just that like the King Kong Temple in Yunlongling, most of the inside of Qingcheng Mountain is isolated by formations, and it is difficult for ordinary people to enter it. Some Taoist temples on the periphery of the mountain range are only used by people to worship the Three Qing Six Emperors and the Nine Heavens Shinto.

Bai Ya could only enter the outer mountains of the Qingcheng faction in this martial arts test, and he did not have the opportunity to see the true face of Qingcheng.

"Bai boy, when you get to the registration office, you and Feng Yang are leaving, can you remember my instructions before!" After Dong Ming arrived in Qingcheng, his mind was a little restless, and his words also chattered.

"Don't worry, Sect Leader Dong, I have lived alone since I was a child, so what can I do!" Bai Ya nodded and replied.

"Don't call you the imam anymore, call me sir!" Feng Yang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly said in an astonishing voice, "Old man Dong has taught you for so long, how can you be worthy of the title of teacher!"

"Feng Yang, how can you kid be an old man and a promise-breaker!" Dong Ming stood up suddenly, his hair was open, and he glared angrily at Feng Yang.

"Bai Ya, do you know why you were promoted to the Qi Realm half a year early......

It's just that Feng Yang ignored Dong Ming, and slowly told him about the original transaction between himself and Dong Ming about Lieyangzhi.

"If you can advance to the Qi Realm, it must be Old Man Dong who used Lieyang Zhi on you!" Feng Yang explained with a smile, "Although this old ghost is not authentic, this time he is exchanging his life for your cultivation, so the transaction agreed between the two of us that day will be considered invalid!"

"Old man...... Where is the old man not doing things authentically!" Dong Ming was ashamed and annoyed, his old face was a little red, and he looked at Feng Yang angrily, but his voice became softer and softer.

He knew that he couldn't hide it from Feng Yang, but he didn't expect that the middle-aged martial artist would reveal it at this time, and his city government was in chaos for a while.

Bai Ya suddenly, in this suspension car, knelt down respectfully and kowtowed.

"Mr. loves, Bai Ya is well deserved, and in the future, he will carry forward the iron cloth shirt so that it will not disgrace Mr. Teaching. ”

"Alas, get up!" Dong Ming was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, "This is also the old man's own suffering, if it weren't for my open-mouthed mouth that day, you wouldn't have to go up to this Qingcheng Mountain at the age of fifteen......"

"This matter is also wrong!" Feng Yang said with a wry smile, "Bai Ya, listen well. In this martial arts test, you just need to do your best, and remember not to force it. With your diligence, it is only a matter of time before you enter Qingcheng, and you are really not in a hurry......"

"The kid knows that if you can't win the martial arts test, you will definitely take a step back and open the sky!" Bai Ya nodded in response.

As the three of them spoke, the suspension car slowly approached the ground, only to see a huge canyon below.

The interior of the canyon is flat and neat, with a seven-story ornate hall at the back and a large square paved with white jade bricks in front. At this time, the square was crowded with people, and it was extremely lively, and many warriors had already entered here.

"It's here!" the three stopped talking and looked outside.

After the suspension car went down to the ground, it stopped outside the canyon. In front of the canyon gate, there is a long queue waiting to sign up.

Feng Yang led Bai Ya to the back of the line, and after about half an hour, it was finally their turn.

Because all the martial apprentices who come to Qingcheng to apply for the exam have guarantors, or they are recommended by martial arts halls from all over the country, the registration procedure is very simple.

"Zhenwu Dojo, White Cliff?" The person in charge of registering the martial apprentices was an old master, he looked up at Bai Ya, then took the information that Feng Yang had prepared, Bai Juan, and handed a wooden card to Bai Ya.

This wooden plaque is very heavy, with 1753 numbers engraved on the front and a landscape map of Qingfeng on the reverse.

"This is made of Qingcheng's unique Zhong Ling wood, outsiders can't fake it!" Seeing that Bai Ya looked at it carefully, Feng Yang explained with a smile.

After the registration is completed, Bai Ya will enter the canyon alone, Feng Yang and Dong Ming cannot enter, so they must go back.

The two sect leaders told him again, and then turned to leave.

"Wait!" Bai Ya's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stopped the two of them, "The two gentlemen are very kind to the kid, but I can't hide one thing anymore!"

"What's the matter?" Feng Yang and Dong Ming glanced at each other in surprise.

"It's true that the kid's surname is Bai Mingya, but I'm not from Yunlongling in the first place!" Bai Ya lowered his eyes slightly, he had been thinking about it for a long time, and decided to tell the two of them his true identity.

The Qingcheng faction is different from the Zhenwu Dojo, Feng Yang couldn't find out his true identity before, it doesn't mean that the Qingcheng faction can't either.

If you say it before the martial test, there is still room for redemption. If you wait until after the martial arts test, if Bai Ya's identity is exposed, maybe Feng Yang and Dong Ming will be implicated by him. This is not something that White Cliff wants to see.

"Is your identity fake?" Feng Yang and Dong Ming were so shrewd, they immediately understood what Bai Ya meant, and their brows tightened.

"A year and a half ago, Longxi County in Liangzhou, Qin State, suffered a flood that was rare in a century, I wonder if the two gentlemen have heard of it?" Bai Ya lowered his eyebrows and said slowly.

"Naturally, I've heard of it, could it be that you are the remnant of that flood?" Feng Yang and Dong Ming breathed a sigh of relief, this was not a big deal.

"It's not the same, but it does have something to do with me!" Bai Ya's eyes flickered, and he said softly, "I was in Di Dao City in Longxi County at the time, and I killed a few people!"

"Murder?" Feng Yang and Dong Ming glanced at each other, their faces a little strange.

"With your age, you shouldn't have been less than fourteen years old at that time, right?" Dong Ming teased in a strange tone, "It's really a hero out of a young man, although the old man said that he was a green forest thief back then, he really didn't see blood when he was fourteen years old!"

"The flood was terrible, and the victims of Longxi were full of bones outside Didao City, but I had heard of it. Feng Yang touched his long hair and said solemnly, "In such a chaotic world, it is understandable to kill and survive......"

Hearing that the two teachers automatically made excuses for him, Bai Ya's heart was slightly moved, but he just ......

"The kid killed a few officials!" Bai Ya peeked at Feng Yang and Dong Ming, and said cautiously, "And the official position is a bit big......"

"Kill the officials, you killed the officials of the Qin State...... Just you?"

Dong Ming grinned, but he quickly remembered something, slowly widened his eyes, and his mouth opened wider and wider.

At the same time, Feng Yang next to him also thought of it, and suddenly his face changed drastically, his palms trembled, and he forcibly twisted a few beards.

"The guillotine is angry and decapitated, and the flying ascension platform burns the official and soars......" Dong Ming stared at the white cliff, his fingers trembled slightly, "Your kid is the one, that ......"