After five days of driving, people and horses were tired, and Feng Ming was particularly impatient with such a situation, and the weather had turned from cold to hot recently, which made Feng Ming more irritable, and he had to urge the groom almost every day.

It was also the urging of the wind that Mingyang City, which had taken more than ten days to arrive, was shortened by nearly half of the time and arrived on the afternoon of the sixth day.

Feng Ming lifted the curtain and looked at the city in front of him that did not belong to Fengyang City, and couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking that he would soon be a member of the Xianmen, and couldn't help but sweep away the irritability accumulated in his heart in the past few days.

The groom paid the entrance fee and turned to the carriage.

An excited look appeared in the corner of Fengming's eyes, and he said to the groom, "Enter the city." The groom nodded, then got into the carriage and drove the horse slowly into the city.

Mingyang City belongs to the sphere of influence of the Mingyang Sect, not only that, but within a radius of a hundred miles, it is also its sphere of influence, and no other force can enter at will, once it enters, it will be regarded as a provocation to the Mingyang Sect and accept its trial. It is said that more than ten years ago, there was a sect of cultivating immortals that challenged the authority of the Mingyang Sect, and on the second day of the provocation, there was not a single living mouth left in that sect, and the corpses were mountains and rivers of blood.

Since then, no one has dared to challenge the authority of the Mingyang Sect.

As soon as I entered the city, I found that it was so prosperous inside, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, but they were basically ordinary mortals pouring in from the outside, and immortal cultivators like this could not be seen, after all, in the eyes of mortals, immortal cultivators were like immortals, and of course, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, these mortals were like ants. Who would degrade himself to mingle with these mortals.

"I didn't expect it to be so lively here. The groom slowly drove the horses through the crowd.

The wood on the side said calmly: "It should be the five-year fairy fate, you see that there are many young people in the flow of people, I think I should be here to test." ”

The groom smiled nondeniably and asked no more. They found a few inns, but they were all full, and the groom couldn't help but sigh at the ** of this fairy gate, I thought that he and others had come early enough, but he didn't expect that he was the latest.

But fortunately, the groom finally found an inn, but there were only two rooms left, and it was naturally impossible for the wind to squeeze with anyone, so he had to have a separate room, and the groom and the wood were squeezed into one room.

Night fell silently, the three of them hastily ate dinner, and then went back to their rooms, after all, they had been on the road for six days, although there was a break halfway, but at this time the three of them wanted to sleep a good night's sleep.

Before the groom and wood returned to the room, the wood asked Xiao Er for a futon, and the groom couldn't help laughing: "Boy, are you still afraid that I won't eat you?"

"I don't have a habit of sleeping with people. ”

The groom made a rare joke: "You kid can't be clean, right?"

“............”

One of them was lying on the ground and the other was lying on the bed.

The groom suddenly sat up from the bed, reached for the cigarette stick, and suddenly a glimmer of fire lit up in the dark room.

Suck......

The groom took a deep breath, and then wisps of white smoke slowly spat out from the corners of his mouth.

Lying on the ground on the wood, wrapped in the futon on his body, he ignored the horseman's behavior. But at this moment, the groom's words made Wood's body shake.

"Have you ever thought about cultivating immortals?"

There was silence, and there was no sound in the room.

When the groom finished smoking, he didn't hear anything from the wood's mouth. Before going to sleep, the groom couldn't help but glance at the wood lying on the ground as if he had fallen asleep, and he knew that he was not asleep at all.

............

Time gradually passed, the test of Mingyang Sect was coming soon, and Mingyang City seemed to be more and more lively, and a large number of people came from outside almost every day.

In the past few days, Feng Ming has not been idle, with the name of the third son of the city lord of Fengyang City, he has met a group of so-called young talents, all of whom have come to participate in the fairy fate, and there is a young man among them, just like him, who was favored by the immortal master, his name is Chi Ao, and this person is particularly extraordinary.

As for the wood, Feng Ming didn't want to look at him more, and didn't let him follow him at all, but let him stay with the groom.

Mu knew that Feng Ming didn't want to see him, so naturally he didn't touch his moldy head. When the wind is not there, the wood goes out for a walk, while the groom does not go anywhere, and lies in the room every day, snoring and sleeping.

When both of them were in the room, they basically went their separate ways and rarely spoke.

Ten days passed soon, and Mingyang City was crowded with people at this time.

On this day, a roar suddenly sounded in the city; "The Mingyang Sect test begins!"

Feng Ming, who stayed in the room, suddenly became extremely excited when he heard the voice, and ran out of the door and shouted to a room next to him: "Wood, carry luggage,"

The wood that was in the room was also hearing this abrupt voice, and answered. Then he turned to look at the groom sitting on the bed, was stunned for a moment, and opened his mouth to say, "Take care." He knew that this groom was just sending the wind to death. The test had begun, and it was time for him to leave.

"Wait. ”

"What else?" said Wood, turning to look at the groom.

The groom smiled: "Boy, although we have been together for a short time, it is still very pleasing to the eye, and I have a few words to explain to you." ”

Wood nodded.

"Xianmen is not secular, say less, see more, be cautious, and plan more. ”

"And ......"

"What else?"

"Also, when you should be ruthless, remember not to be ruthless. ”

Wood's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to the groom and bowed: "I may not be able to enter, but thank you in advance." ”

Ma Fu waved his hand: "Don't thank me, as you said, the premise of these is that the Mingyang Sect will let you follow the wind to enter." ”

"Let's go, old man, I'm going to be in Fengyang City," the groom lit a dry cigarette and took a deep breath, the scarlet spark dyed the side of the groom's face a layer of crimson.

Wood carried his luggage and glanced at the groom, he still didn't know the name of the other party, but none of that mattered.

Turning away from the door, he walked out of the inn.

At this time, Feng Ming was already standing with some men of about the same age, as if waiting for something.

At this time, Feng Ming saw the wood that had just come, his expression was slightly unkind, and he couldn't help asking, "Why did you come?"

"I said goodbye to the groom. ”

"You're still emotional. A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Feng Ming's mouth. At this moment, a young man beside him, who was half a head taller than his peers, looked Mu up and down with contempt on his face, and asked out loud, "Brother Feng, who is this brother?"

"I'm just a subordinate of my family, and my father sent me to take care of me. ”

"It turned out to be just a slave. After speaking, the contempt in his eyes became more intense, and at the same time, several people beside him also looked at the wood with mocking faces.

Feng Ming's heart couldn't help but be refreshed, but he still said calmly on the surface: "Brother Chi, let you laugh, the subordinates are not sensible, it's me who is the master who has not been educated." ”

But when Kazemei saw the calm face of the wood, he felt disgusted for no reason.

Immediately waved his sleeves and let the wood stand aside.

At this moment, a figure shot out in the distance, and then suspended in midair. The man's eyes scanned downward, and there was impatience and contempt in his eyes. It was as if he saw not a human, but an ant.

Immediately after that, the man said in a cold voice: "The rules of the test, anyone over the age of eighteen are not allowed to participate. ”

Hearing this, Mu Tou instantly heard countless unwilling sounds, originally the test rules of the Mingyang Sect have always been like this, and no one over the age of eighteen can participate, but there are still many people who have a fluke mentality, hoping to enter by chance. The man's words shattered their luck in an instant.

And at this moment, the man didn't know where to take out a cloth scroll, and read aloud: "Fengming City Lingshuang, Zhimingda, Water Army, Fengyang City Fengfang, Song Shu,............ The above twenty-three disciples were exempted from the test and directly became outer disciples. ”

"Where are the above twenty-three people? Now follow me to the Mingyang Sect. As for the others, you'll be told where to take the test. ”

Although the man's voice was not loud, it was so clear in everyone's ears, everyone couldn't help but sigh at the immortal master's methods, and at the same time heard the names of these twenty-three people, they wanted to become one of them, but they also knew that it was impossible, and they couldn't help but show envy.

Then there was an answer in the city, and the man suspended in the air held a roll of cloth in one hand and waved it violently with the other.

Wind and arrogance beside the wood actually floated slowly, towards the man in the air.

At the same time, the man took out a long sword out of nowhere, only to hear him pinch the trick with his right hand, and exclaimed: "Great." The long sword instantly became larger, turning into a giant sword that was one zhang wide and five zhang long.

The twenty-three fell on the sword. The people below couldn't help but marvel when they saw this fairy-like technique. Most of the twenty-three people also looked surprised, but there were three women and three men, and their complexions did not change at all.

But the reaction of these people was enough to make the man a little vain.

Then the man looked at the twenty-three people in front of him, and said with a kind face: "I will be your senior brother in the future, my name is Yunzhong"

Those twenty-three people were actually able to be looked at, naturally they were not fools, and immediately respectfully hugged their fists and said, "See Senior Brother Yun!"

The man smiled, and then said, "Have you brought all the things with you?"

No one spoke, and just as Yunzhong was about to leave, Feng Ming, who was standing in the middle of the twenty-three, said loudly: "Senior Brother Yun, Senior Brother also has a slave, do you think you can bring it?"

Yun Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly, his face showed displeasure, and his voice became cold and asked, "What's your name?"

"Back to the senior brother, the younger brother is called Fengfang. ”

Yun Zhong whispered the word "Wind Destiny", and kept recalling the information about this person in his mind. Then his eyes rolled, the dislike on his face disappeared in an instant, and he said with an embarrassed face: "Senior brother treats slaves up, this is not in accordance with the rules." ”

Feng Ming's face was disappointed. Yun Zhong looked at it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he secretly said in his heart, this son is the only one-line spiritual root among the twenty-three people mentioned by the elder. Take the opportunity to give him a favor and befriend him.

Yun Zhong immediately said boldly: "But seeing the face of my junior brother, I will have someone take him to the Mingyang Sect, but he can only become a miscellaneous disciple." This is also the highest authority of the senior brother. ”

Feng Ming immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Then Yunzhong pinched his right hand, and the long sword took them away, and when they left, Feng Ming glanced at it from a distance, and he didn't know what to think about in the wood of the crowd.