Hearing the applause, Song Kun deliberately pretended to be shocked and looked at Chen Yandao: "It turns out that Your Excellency is an inner disciple of Qingweimen, it is really disrespectful, disrespectful!"

Chen Yan nodded absently: "Brother Huang is polite, and bothers me late at night.

Song Yan smiled and said, "You are an insider disciple, how can I blame you, yes, I don't know what the insider disciple has to find me?"

But Chen Yan's brow frowned slightly because of this more polite words, because Song Yan ’s bite on his inner disciple was very heavy. He used to be proud of the inner disciple of Qingweimen, but this time he felt Some are uncomfortable.

"Little brother, here next time, I just want to be a peacemaker. As long as you hand over Ningmo, you and my cousin will be able to turn your gangster into a jade, what do you think?"

"Haha." Song Yan picked up the tea cup on the table, drank it, and laughed aloud: "It stands to reason, disciple insider spoke, I have to give this face, but Ning Mu is my righteous brother, if I put He handed it over would be a joke. You are a disciple inside, you have a high level of consciousness, you are reasonable, you should understand my difficulty, right? "

"boom!"

Wu Yu slaps on the table with a slap in his eyes, glaring at Song Ye: "Sister Huang, my cousin speaks nicely to speak with you, don't you know me!"

"Little brother, for a little pharmacy apprenticeship, you can't do this, hand over Ningmo, I recognize your friend, and I will take care of you more in the entrance examination of tomorrow!" Chen Yan flashed in his eyes A bit of cold light, mainly because Song Yan called him an "inner disciple" bitterly.

One sings red face and one sings white face.

Not only that, but also enticed him with the entrance examination of Weimen, I have to say that this Chen Yan was quite ingenious.

But at the moment Huang Liang was not the original sister-in-law, how careful was it to live with him.

So he smiled: "I do n’t agree with the words of the disciples. Although Ning Mo was a drugstore apprentice before, the hero did n’t ask the source, let alone he is my righteous brother now. Will do. "

Chen Yan took a deep breath, and increasingly felt that the words "inner disciple" were harsh: "Little brother, you can still call me Brother Chen or Chen Yan, but I also want to tell you a word, those who do big things are informal."

Hearing that, Song Ye gave Wu Yu a peculiar glance: "The disciples of the inner door mean that one day, if someone offers you an interest in exchange for you to betray your cousin, would you be willing to do it?"

Although Wu Yu also knew that Song Yan was provoking alienation, he still couldn't help looking at Chen Yan.

But Chen Yan's heart burst into anger, and said coldly, "This matter cannot be generalized!"

"Well, disciple inside, please come back. Late at night, I want to rest!" Song Yan put the tea cup in his hand on the table and got up and walked upstairs.

"stop!"

Wu Yu shouted angrily.

"Little brother, don't make mistakes!" Chen Yan also said coldly, "If you reject our goodwill, I can guarantee that you will not pass the assessment of tomorrow!"

Song Yan turned back abruptly, with a slight smirk drawn in the corner of his mouth, and said with a smirk: "I'm so scared. You are just an insider disciple, not the head of the Qingwei door. The young man is willing to come down to see you. Your face, now pressing your nose in front of you, you're a fart! "

"……you……!"

Chen Yan was stunned.

"Cousin, this boy named Huang is so arrogant that we can't let him go!" Wu Yu burst out.

Chen Yan took a deep breath and forced himself to anger: "Let's go!"

If you change to ordinary people, his identity as an inner disciple of Qingwei Gate is indeed unattainable, but Huang Liang is the son of the master of Kaiyuan City, and Huang Shan and Liu Wushuang are both master-level warriors. How about Huang Liang.

However, he can't deal with him face to face, but he can secretly stumble. He has decided that in any case, he will not be allowed to pass the entrance examination of tomorrow.

Not far away, the secret son of Chopin sighed. The young master of his own family was indeed a troublemaker. Before entering the Qingwei gate, he offended an inner disciple.

Ning Mo, who was standing upstairs, was a little moved.

He did not expect that Song Yan would protect him in this way, and decided in his heart that if he had the opportunity, he must repay his kindness.

"Thank you!"

Ning Mo walked towards Song Yan who went upstairs, and bowed deeply to him.

"Okay, do n’t say thank you at all. Master Ben did not hand you over, not for you, mainly because of Master Ben's face! Also, don't let me down during the assessment tomorrow, rest early!"

Patting Ning Mo's shoulder, Song Kun returned to his room.

No words overnight.

In the early morning of the next day, under the clear hills, people were crowded and noisy.

In front of a bluestone staircase with a width of more than ten meters, four inner disciples wearing white star clothes stood side by side.

Holding a fist-sized milky bead in their hands.

This bead is called Zhenqi bead, as long as it is filled with Zhenqi, it can emit light.

"Everyone who comes to participate in the entrance examination, please stand in four rows and test in turn! No noise, no queue, or the qualification is cancelled!"

A middle-aged man in a black bird robe appeared, and as soon as he spoke, the voice reached the ears of everyone present.

Suddenly, the noisy scenes suddenly calmed down, and at the same time, the young people who came to take part in the assessments stood one after another in four rows.

Among the crowd, Song Yong and Ning Mo also joined the queue. This year, more people came to participate in the entrance examination than three years ago, at least 20,000 people.

The test went fast.

Almost everyone can pass because the minimum requirement to participate in Qingweimen is gas refining. Except for a few people who do not have the luck to reach gas refining, 99% have reached gas refining.

After an hour.

It's Song Yong's turn.

The inner disciple did not speak, and passed the real balloon directly to Song Yong.

Song Xuan took the real balloon and entered a ray of true qi into it. Suddenly, a faint radiance bloomed on the real balloon.

"by!"

The inner disciple said something lightly and motioned Song Ye to walk up the stairs, where there were several outside disciples doing registration and making books.

"Name?"

"Huang Liang."

"age?"

"eighteen."

"Hometown?"

"Kaiyuan City!"

"Waiting at the Yanwu Square above, remember, don't run around!" One of the disciples waved his hand and motioned Song Ye to leave without blocking others.

The ladder is very long, with more than 3,000 steps.

At the end of the ladder is a huge stone monument.

The stone monument is more than ten meters high and three or four meters wide. It is full of dense fonts, which mainly introduces the origin of the Qingwei Gate and the deeds of some of the great figures of the Qingwei Gate.

Behind the stele is a huge Yanwu Square.

It's so big that it can accommodate 100,000 people.

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