Tomorrow is the first day of the assessment. There is still no news of Uncle Leng in Qingguang City, and there is no news of robbers being destroyed outside. It seems that Uncle Leng has almost disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Everything about the silence made Xu Han more certain. Uncle Leng's thoughts were in the Blue Light Palace.
"Let's go! You can't get in if you haven't become a disciple of the Blue Light Palace." The prodigal son looked at Xu Han next to him, yawned, and said softly.
There are no warriors waiting in the Qingguang City, but in the inner city, there are warriors guarding them. They are not the Qingguang Temple disciples, and they can't get in at all.
Xu Han glanced at the huge mountain gate that stood a hundred meters away, a trace of eagerness flashed in his eyes, and he had to follow the prodigal son back to the restaurant.
Linghai couldn't sense it, and the aura that he absorbed every day was wasted in vain, but Xu Han did not stop this behavior. Although the aura cannot be stored in the body, it can be operated again and again, and the degree of absorption of the aura in the air in the body is much faster.
After tempering over and over again, the meridians in the body became more condensed, and the flow of spiritual flow was also much faster. In the future, the use of his martial arts was also faster.
call!
Xu Han let out a sigh of relief, looking at the aura overflowing on his body, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. It had been so many days, and it took so much of his aura.
The prodigal son on the opposite side looked at Xu Han, who had awakened from his practice, and glanced at the spiritual energy that dissipated in the sky. He was also puzzled. Xu Han didn't know the condition of the Linghai, even more so.
"Let's go!" Xu Han stood up, jumped down from his wife, and said softly to the prodigal son.
The two of them left the restaurant and walked towards the Qingguang Hall with the flow of people on the street.
The streets are full of warriors leading to the assessment, all walking towards the Azure Light Palace with excitement on their faces, each of them is above the mid-level Lingtong realm strength, is as old as Xu Han, and occasionally there are one or two. Older ones also have the strength of Linghai Realm.
The Qingguang Temple recruits disciples mainly under the age of twenty. After all, the earlier you practice, the higher your future achievements. If your strength has not broken through to the Linghai realm after twenty, your future achievements will be ordinary.
Looking at the huge mountain gate in front of him, the warriors who came along the way slowly followed the flow of people and walked towards the mountain. The Qingguang Temple recruited disciples, of course, it was impossible to be outside the Qingguang City, but in the square at the gate of the mountain.
The Qingguang City is at the foot of the mountain, but the Qingguang Temple is built on the hillside, and the tallest building stands on the mountainside.
"There are also tens of thousands of people." Xu Han looked at the martial artists around, and said softly.
"En! This place is close to Xuanzhou Center, and there are not many warriors. Most talented people will go to Xuanzhou Center for opportunities instead of staying here, otherwise there will be more." The prodigal son looked at him. The dense group of warriors said in their mouths.
"That's it!" Xu Han said softly.
At the beginning, Tianyang College enrolled so many martial artists, maybe because of the admission threshold, but it was also too different. Now I want to come to Xuanzhou center, which is the richest place in Xuanzhou, and the aura is more intense. , There will definitely be more warriors going.
The starting point is different, the platform is different, and the future achievements are definitely different.
The test is still the same as before in Tianyang College, age, state, and attribute fit.
The future of a warrior mainly depends on the integration of these three items, but the assessment of the Blue Light Palace has raised the requirements a lot.
Xu Han and the two stood among the martial artists, their eyes constantly swept around, hoping to reveal the existence of Uncle Leng. The strength of a martial artist in the Profound Realm can be easily revealed by two people if they want to hide it.
The assessment of the Qingguang Temple was much faster than the one in Tianyang Academy that day. There were constant warriors being brushed down before, and even the warriors in the middle stage of the Lingtong realm failed, and most of those who passed were the strength of the latter stage of the Lingtong realm.
After a while, it was Xu Han's turn. Of course, they passed the assessment easily with their strength. The two of them behaved like the warriors who passed before, without the slightest special point.
After all, the reason for entering the Blue Light Palace was to find Uncle Leng, and Uncle Leng had grievances with this Blue Light Palace, and he definitely wouldn't plan to stay in the future, so there was no need for it.
In one day, there were tens of thousands of warriors, and now there were only three thousand in front of them, and all the other warriors who had been brushed left the Qingguang Temple.
The martial artist who passed the examination stood in the field, looking at the old man on the stage with excitement, while Xu Han, who was standing in the crowd, looked at the old man who was talking nonsense above Luo Li, but his eyes swept around.
There are fewer warriors left now, but Xu Han still has no existing special warriors in the crowd.
"Isn't it here?" Xu Han muttered while looking at the green cheeks around him.
Following the explanation of a piece of nonsense, dozens of martial artists walked out behind the old man, each with Linghai Realm strength.
The teenagers who passed the examination all followed this warrior and walked towards the Qingguang Temple, but the direction was not above that high mountain, but actually walked towards the right side of the foot of the mountain.
Turning around a piece of huge boulders, there are actually patchy houses in front of me, but they look much larger than the courtyard outside.
"You live here, don't run around, your identity card and martial arts decision, someone will send it to you tomorrow, remember not to run around." The warrior of Linghai Realm looked at the warrior in the courtyard, and said Sternly, he immediately took the rest of the warriors and walked towards the other courtyard.
There are four rooms in a courtyard. This Qingguang Temple is also special. It is actually one for each warrior. This is cheaper than Xu Han, and it will be much more convenient in the future. This Qingguang Temple Wu is worthy of being a famous force around. .
At the same time as Xu Han remained, there were two gorgeous martial artists. They glanced at Xu Han and walked towards their room.
In order to conceal their identities well, the two dressed very ordinary, without the slightest special features, it is expected that they will be seen clearly.
Although martial artist mainly depends on strength, there is no good background, martial arts and martial skills are not high, and strength is limited.
"Huh! What will Xu Han do next?" The prodigal son looked at the two people who had left, hummed softly, and asked Xu Han.
"I just entered this Blue Light Palace, so I'd better take a good rest tonight. I'll be familiar with it and inquire slowly." Xu Han looked at the brightly lit mountainside in the distance and said softly.
"Okay! I'm in a bad mood, go back to sleep first." The prodigal muttered and walked toward his room.
In the past few days, I have made myself aggrieved. If it weren't for not attracting the attention of the warriors, the two warriors would have been beaten long ago.
Xu Han listened to the noise from the mountainside, and stepped into the last empty house.
On the mountainside, in a delicate room shining with candlelight, the room was filled with the fragrance of women. A woman with a worried face was sitting in front of the window, looking at the darkness outside the window, her eyes full of longing.
White cheeks, green silk tied to the back of the head, and the temples on both sides naturally hang down. The woman is only two years old, but her eyes are full of melancholy.
Looking at the still crowded Qingguang City, he muttered in a low voice.
Like missing, like mourning!
The door of the silent room was suddenly pushed open, and an old man with a helpless face walked in and looked at the woman by the window with a light sigh.
"Are you still waiting? He won't come back."
"He will be back, he will!" The ghost of Konggu seemed to be self-reporting, and it was also speaking to the old man who entered the door.
The expression on his face did not change because of the old man's entry, and he still stared at the scene out of the window blankly. But when he said that sentence, his eyes were full of firmness, as if his heart was filled with firmness.
"He has already sent a martial artist in the Tongxuan Realm, do you think he will have a way to survive?" The old man looked at the woman by the window, whispered in his mouth, and also helpless in his voice, as if he didn't want to say it.
"What!" The woman who was standing still, suddenly panicked.
Turning around, he looked at the old man in panic, his eyes full of panic.
"It's been more than half a month." The old man whispered while looking at the woman holding his hands.
"What to do? What to do? Is there news from him?" The woman clasped the old man in both hands, and said anxiously.
"The elder who went out hasn't come back, and there is no news yet." It seemed that with a touch of relief, the old man said softly.
"Father! You must save him, you must save him, please, please." The woman suddenly knelt on the ground, looked up at the old man, and said in sorrow.
A pair of delicate cheeks have been traced with tears, and eyes are full of pleading.
"Why do you insist? He can't fight it. It's been three years, three full years." The old man looked at the tearful woman and said in annoyance.
There was a trace of hatred in the voice, but it was full of helplessness.
Looking at the woman kneeling on the ground, the old man's eyes were also filled with heartache, and he was helpless.
"No! He will come to pick me up, he will." The woman murmured as she knelt on the ground.
It has been three years, and she has been sitting in front of this window for three years. Time did not let her forget everything, but it made her miss more and miss it more.
"Hey! The lord has notified you that you will be married in half a month." Looking at the woman on the ground, the old man sighed softly and said softly. After speaking, he walked outside the door without paying attention to the woman on the ground.
At this moment, the old man's back looks a little rickety, and it seems to be powerless to reality.
"We are married! We are married!" the woman whispered softly.
There were only these two words in his mind, and even the old man who went out didn't notice.
Choosing to get married at this time means that there are only two possibilities. He is dead, or I want to lead him out, neither of which is what I want.
"What should we do? What should we do?" The woman murmured as she lay on the ground, staring hollowly at the floor wet with tears.