"Slow, slow, slow! Don't take this kid's word for it!" Feng Yang grabbed Dong Ming's shoulders and pulled him to the side for a few steps.

The two discussed in a low voice, and from time to time they glanced back at the white of their eyes.

I'm a student of the two of you, do you need to discuss it behind my back like this?Bai Ya couldn't help but laugh, and faintly regretted telling them their true identities.

The two men discussed for a moment, and finally turned to examine the White Cliff.

"Ahem, let me ask you, when you came to the martial arts hall to take the exam, you ...... with Jiang Wu and others."

"Halfway through!"

"Then how can you have a household registration certificate for Yunlongling......"

Bai Ya didn't want to answer this question, because it involved Hui Nan and Yuan Ming and others.

However, after thinking about Huikong's matter, it seems that there is nothing to hide, the "Lengyan Sutra" is already in the King Kong Temple, and no one is looking at a Buddhist scripture anyway. So, he told the matter of Shiyangji again.

Feng Yang and Dong Ming were stunned when they heard this, they knew about Di Dao City, but Shiyangji was too far away from Chengdu, and they hadn't heard the story of Shiyangji's little stunned.

"It turns out that your kid has always been an expert in killing people and setting fires!" The corners of Dong Ming's mouth twitched, and his eyes were a little dazed.

"I haven't finished asking yet, what are you talking about?" Feng Yang slapped Dong Ming angrily, thought about it and asked, "I remember that in the original rumors, the bloody man in Di Dao City disfigured himself, and only then did the assassination succeed......

"The monks of the Kongo Temple have given me some healing medicine......" Bai Ya sighed, and as the two of them asked more and more questions, he was reminded of his original memories again.

"The old man seems to have a little impression of this, when this kid first started soaking in the medicinal bath, a red mark often appeared on his face, and it didn't slowly fade until half a year later......" Dong Ming raised his eyebrows and muttered.

"Then why didn't you say it before!" Feng Yang turned around and slapped him again.

"Feng boy, if you touch the old man again, I'm not done with you!" Dong Ming glared angrily, "How do I know that he still has such a thing!"

Feng Yang and Dong Ming looked at each other and fell silent, they began to believe Bai Ya's words.

"That person in Di Dao City is using a knife, not a tiger-shaped fist!...... you" Feng Yang thought for a long time, and finally asked in a sneering manner.

"It's easy!" Dong Ming bent down, pulled out a sharp knife from his leggings, and threw it to Bai Ya.

"Be careful!" Seeing Bai Ya receiving the knife in his hand, Dong Ming suddenly swept his toes.

With a "snap", a piece of gravel on the ground shot up and smashed into the face door of the white cliff.

Bai Ya stabbed in his hand, and his eyes instantly became sharp. Feng Yang and Dong Ming suddenly lit up in front of them, and when the knife light disappeared, the gravel was gone, but there was an extra layer of stone powder in front of Bai Ya.

After splitting the gravel, Bai Ya put the knife on his back with his backhand, looking a little lazy, but Dong Ming and Feng Yang showed a trace of bitterness on their faces, which was certain.

"The tiger is lying on the hill, and the minions are hidden!" Dong Ming turned back to Feng Yang and smiled bitterly, "The old man thought that he had taken away the tiger cub, but how did he know that it was a dragon crossing the river!"

"You've been hiding it for so long, why do you want to tell me your true identity now!" Feng Yang looked at Bai Ya with an expressionless face as if he hadn't heard of it, "But I'm afraid that Qingcheng will find out your identity and implicate me?"

"Huh, you kid actually looks down on the two of us!" Hearing Feng Yang's words, Dong Ming was stunned for a moment, and immediately came back to his senses, and suddenly became angry, "The old man and Feng Yang are so unbearable in your eyes?"

"No, no!" Bai Ya hurriedly waved his hand, he didn't dare to admit this, so he had to say cautiously, "The kid didn't say it before, but he was afraid of trouble! Now that he wants to enter the Qingcheng Immortal Gate, I'm afraid he can't hide it anymore, so tell the two gentlemen first!"

White Cliff has traveled for a long time, and now it is slowly beginning to figure out the general thoughts of the people of this world.

The brain circuits of these people are different from ordinary people in their previous lives, and most of them attach great importance to their promises and trustworthiness. And the warriors are the best among them, and some people would rather throw their heads and spill their blood than betray their friends.

Although Feng Yang and Dong Ming sometimes have selfish intentions, unless Bai Ya voluntarily lets go of this secret, they will not say it to death.

Therefore, Bai Ya now took the initiative to speak out, and vaguely said that there was no need for the two of them to help hide it. In this way, when the Qingcheng faction asks in the future, it will not implicate the two of them.

Feng Yang and Dong Ming glanced at each other, and they were a little moved in their hearts. They understood why Bai Ya had been hiding it for so long, but now they were willing to take the initiative to confess, just because they were afraid that the two of them would not be able to explain to Qingcheng in the future.

"Go ahead, I'll know what to do!" Feng Yang waved his hand helplessly and drove Bai Ya away.

Seeing Bai Ya walking away, Feng Yang and Dong Mingcai looked at me, I looked at you, looked at each other and smiled.

"Hehe, even if you don't get the position of the hall owner this time, I'm satisfied!"

"Haha, the old man has been a thief for half his life, and before he died, he actually accepted a hero as a student!"

"You drink less alcohol in the future, so that you don't have to keep your mouth open after drinking......"

"Well, the old man will sew his mouth when he goes back, and wait until the day when the white boy roars in the mountains and forests, and then brag to others!"

......

Bai Ya explained his true identity to the two, suddenly felt relaxed, and walked into the canyon with a wooden card.

The mouth of the canyon here is small and large, and there is a wide area inside.

At a cursory glance at Baiya, although there were a lot of martial artists gathered here, there didn't seem to be a crowd of 10,000 people, and I thought that there should be other places to divert it.

He didn't talk to the other martial artists, but just found an open place and waited quietly.

After about a while, there was a sudden sound in the sky over the canyon, not in a high pitch, but it seemed to ring in my ears.

"The registration here has ended, all martial arts students, please line up to enter the main hall, and teleport one by one, so as not to disturb the order of the team. ”

It turns out that this is not an examination room yet! Bai Ya raised his eyebrows, found a team at random, and followed everyone and waited to enter the main hall teleportation array.

Moments later, he was teleported to a new location again.

It's a hillside town, but it's bustling, full of wine shops, green houses, teahouses, gambling stalls, and a lot of theaters.

Because the Qingcheng martial arts test will not start until about ten days, Bai Ya and the others were arranged by the Qingcheng martial artists who led the team to several large inns.

The warriors who led the team from Qingcheng only said that there were still many martial artists who had to come from other places, so they had to wait for a few days.

At the same time, Baiya found that the original warriors of Qingshi Gorge had been diverted again, and there were probably only four or five hundred people left in the town here, living in a few big inns together, but it didn't seem congested.

The "Fenglai Inn" where he lived was very large, with about 100 people.

There is a large courtyard in the inn, probably to take care of their martial artists, so there are a lot of wooden stakes, sandbags, stone locks and other martial arts training equipment in the courtyard, but it will not let them even have a place to stretch their muscles and bones.

Bai Ya casually asked some of the martial disciples next door, and found that they were the same as himself, and they didn't know the intentions of the Qingcheng faction.

According to everyone's thinking, it seems that even if you want to wait for someone, you should avoid secular towns. Qingcheng Mountain is so big, it is difficult to find a place to live.

With a depressed mood, Bai Ya had to wait in the inn.

He is very accustomed to this kind of life, although there is no head teacher around him now, and there are no friends such as Lu Yuan, but he was an otaku in his previous life, and he still eats and practices every day, and even the depressed mood before dissipates in two days.

However, the other martial artists who lived in the inn were impetuous and impetuous in waiting. In the first two days, they could still insist on practicing in the yard, but in the next few days, they really couldn't help it.

They were both young people, and they had lived together for a few days, made some friends, and started to play around the town together.

Most of these martial artists basically have the ability to control themselves, just relieve some of their melancholy mood a little, and they will return to the inn at dusk.

But there are also some martial artists who are too active in nature, and they only rely on their masters on weekdays. At this time, there was no golden hoop on his head, and he slowly lost his self-control, and began to linger in wine shops, green houses and gambling stalls, and even did not return all night.

Bai Ya has been watching from the sidelines, as a psychologically mature adult, he has vaguely understood the "insidious" intentions of the Qingcheng faction at this time.

With such a big thing as the Qingcheng martial arts test, it is impossible for a martial artist to dare to slack off.

Bai Ya remembered now, before he came to Feng Yang, the other party did say that the martial arts test would start in ten days, but he never mentioned the registration deadline to him.

Based on the situation he saw in Qingshixia that day, he was afraid that the martial arts students who participated in the martial arts test had already come over under the leadership of the teacher. Even if some warriors had to come from other states and counties, it shouldn't be too late.

Otherwise, you still want the warriors of the Qingcheng faction to wait there all the time?

Even so, the Qingcheng faction still had more than ten days to spare......

If Bai Ya's guess is right, I'm afraid that the martial arts test has already begun, and this first level is...... Temperament!

Thinking of this, White Cliff became more cautious.

In addition to spending an afternoon walking around town and watching a vaudeville show. At other times, they all went out of the door, and according to the usual rhythm, eating, sleeping, and practicing, even the time to make friends with other martial artists was saved.

Who knows how many of these people will be left in ten days!

Nine days passed in a hurry, and on the tenth day, the Qingcheng warriors who had begun to bring them to the town finally appeared again, and regathered the martial artists in the inn, saying that they were going to the real test venue.

However, Bai Ya was alert to find that there were fewer martial artists in the inn, and at least more than two percent less.

These unlucky bastards!

Bai Ya couldn't help but shake his head secretly, after this group of martial artists went back, they would definitely be scolded by the teacher. It's okay for someone of his age, at least there will be a chance in six years, but the older martial artist is afraid that he has already broken the road to Qingcheng.

After five or six years of hard training, they have already been brushed off before they even go to the ring! With their little self-control, even if Qingcheng opens the net, these people probably don't have the confidence to be promoted again, so it is better to find a job in the world.

How rugged the road is to seek the way! Bai Ya sighed and kept up with the much sparse team in front of him.