In the midst of the soft calls of Kuroko and Xu Lang, Kuroko's parents finally woke up.

Xu Lang fabricated that Liu Qingyuan and the others were robbers who had been arrested by the government. Kuroko's parents naturally obeyed the young master, who had a good impression of him, so they put their minds at ease and stopped mentioning the matter.

Seeing that the porcelain pillow was carefully put back to the head of the bed by the sunspot, although it could block the full force of the fat-faced Daoist flying sword, Xu Lang only smacked his tongue and secretly sighed at its hardness.

He couldn't have imagined that a simple inquiry would suddenly become murderous because of this porcelain pillow as white as jade.

After dinner, he still sat on the mat and meditated. Stayed until Kuroko's breathing was even on the cot, and he slowly opened his slightly sparkling eyes.

Quietly opened the door and went out, and by the hazy moonlight, he hurried to Luzhou City, which was more than ten miles away.

Although the true yuan is not enough to resist the sword, he is a monk of the Ning Yuan Realm after all, his physique is different from ordinary people, and he walks with wind under his feet, I don't know how much faster than ordinary people.

After a while, he saw sweat stains on his forehead, and his feet were already standing in front of Tianhong Academy in Luzhou City.

Raising his sleeves to wipe his sweat and tidying up his slightly messy clothes, he calmed his breath and straightened his expression, and finally stepped into Tianhong Academy with a solemn face.

There was still a lone lamp on in the isolated building, and he walked to the door and lightly buttoned it.

"Come in. ”

A faint old voice sounded in the house, and the wind was light and calm, not slow.

"Squeak. ”

He pushed a crack in the cold door, just big enough for him to enter sideways. He slowly stepped into the room, blocking back the dim light that had been pouring through the crack in the door.

"Student Xu Lang visited the mountain chief. ”

Bending down and bowing his head, he was meticulously respectful.

"Sit down and talk. ”

The old man sitting behind the bookcase raised his head and nodded at Xu Lang. His eyes are like two deep ancient wells, and there are no waves in his eyes for ten thousand years.

He is Gongsun Xuan

"There are only ten days left before the opening test of Tianhong Academy, Zhang Xifan, you should have prepared early. ”

After school, the two figures, one big and one small, still walked one after the other. In the twilight of the sunset, he walked to Zhangjia Village without hurrying or slow.

Kuroko hurriedly took two steps forward, panting slightly. He raised a small dark face, and his eyes were full of confusion.

"Prepare, dare to ask the master, what should the students prepare?"

"You must memorize all the four books and five classics, and your physique must not be too weak, from tomorrow onwards, you will run to school. ”

"Oh. ”

Kuroko nodded ignorantly, feeling that these preparations were nothing more than that, and it was a shame that the master still said it so solemnly.

In the early morning of the next day, Heizi knew what Xu Lang's "run" meant.

"Stretch out your feet, and tie them up this side too!"

Speaking categorically, Xu Lang grabbed more than ten catties of iron with one hand, and touched the left leg of the sunspot with the other.

"Do you really have to tie it all up?"

Kuroko grimaced his little face and looked at Xu Lang with blank eyes.

"You also have to have a good body to cultivate. ”

"Oh. He had no choice but to stick out his foot.

"Alright, you can take these two iron lumps to and from school together. Looking at the big bag bulging on Kuroko's legs, Xu Lang nodded with satisfaction.

"But, I can't even walk."

Kuroko moved her legs with great difficulty, wanting to cry without tears.

"It's okay, that's how the master came here when he was a child!"

Xu Lang smiled slightly, and patted Kuroko's shoulder encouragingly. Of course, he didn't tell this little black-faced boy that the iron he tied back then was only ten catties in total

Zhang Xifan, Zhang Xifan, who made you not good at writing? Hey, you can only put more effort into your physical fitness.

sighed silently in his heart, Xu Lang couldn't see that it was inappropriate on his face. He waved his hand at Kuroko and walked quickly to the private school.

"If you're late, you'll double the weight of the iron lump tomorrow. ”

deliberately walked far away before he said lightly. Thinking of Zhang Xifan's eggplant-like face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a few wicked smiles after making a fool of himself.

"I, I" Kuroko was dumbfounded.

Watching Xu Lang's handsome figure fade away in the faint morning light, Heizi stood for a moment and suddenly came back to his senses. He gritted his teeth and lifted his left leg with great difficulty.

"Whew, Whew"

After walking less than ten steps, he was so tired that he bent over and gasped for breath. Sweat wet his back, and when the cold morning breeze blew, he suddenly felt cold all over his body.

Excited by this chill, he trembled, and his mind instantly cleared a little.

You want to cultivate.

You want not to be bullied.

You don't want to be the same again!

"Smack, smack, smack"

Beads of sweat slowly slid down her black face, dripping on the ground and splashing countless water. He looked up in confusion and looked at the bluestone path leading to the private school in front of him.

The mottled pavement winds its way through the morning mist, hazy and hazy, with no end in sight.

Just like that unknown life

This private school is very old.

The courtyard walls are mossy and green, and the eaves are covered with cobwebs.

After countless ups and downs and sending away batches of schoolchildren, it is like an old man in his last years, revealing the traces of time all over his body.

The courtyard door with the paint peeled off was silently half-hidden, like a mouth that wanted to speak.

In front of the door, Xu Lang silently restrained his hands, his eyes calmly looked at the other end of the path, cumin was independent, and the white clothes were better than snow.

From time to time, schoolchildren would come and bow down as they passed him. He just nodded faintly, his gaze still falling on the front.

The mist had faded, and the other end of the road was still empty.

He pursed his lips, a faint look of disappointment in his eyes.

There was also a Awakening Pill hidden in his sleeve, which he had specially begged for Gongsun Xuanshan last night for Kuroko.

Awakening Pill, as the name suggests, means that the user can keep his mind clear, not confused by illusions, and his inner desire or panic will be slightly reduced. In the opening test of Tianhong Academy, this object will be used in the penultimate level.

He has been inseparable from this stupid and simple boy for a few days, and before he knows it, he has treated him as a younger brother. Therefore, after taking advantage of the observation results of the past few days to reply to the mountain chief the day before yesterday, he still had a thick skin and asked for this pill.

Until now, he still couldn't forget the solemn old voice of the mountain chief in his mind.

"If he doesn't have great perseverance, barely passes, and steps into the path of cultivating immortals in a daze, he will be the one who will be harmed in the end. ”

"Students should take this to heart. ”

After responding like this that night and thinking about it for a day, he secretly made a decision.

woke up Kuroko early in the morning, and then he gave Kuroko the most direct test - tied to a twenty-pound iron lump, and rushed to the door of the private school within two quarters of an hour.

Walking from Zhangjia Village to the gate of the private school in the town, it is almost three miles away, and it takes them a quarter of an hour to get to and from school together on weekdays.

Carrying twenty pounds of iron lumps on his feet, for a half-old child, is tantamount to letting him draw the ground as a prison, and it is difficult to move an inch.

But the journey of cultivating immortals will only become more and more difficult in the future, and now you can't pass this level, what is the future to talk about?

Zhang Xifan, everything depends on you.

He thought to himself, the porcelain vase containing the Awakening Pill in his sleeve was already warm and hot in his hand.

It's like holding a heart full of expectations.