Refining Heaven and Earth

"I hope you enter the martial arts court!" Xiang Yan finally said his thoughts.

Martial arts?

Fang Bai's body shook and Wuyuan was so famous that almost everyone who practiced in the Dachu dynasty knew the existence of Wuyuan, and it was regarded as a holy place in his heart.

It is a great honor to be able to enter the martial arts court, but it is very difficult!

Fang Bai asked himself that his strength and talent were not worse than his peers, but he really had no choice to enter the martial arts.

"I also need to go!"

Xiao Yu acted very eagerly, as if afraid of Fang Bai leaving her.

Xiang Yan laughed: "Girl Rain is interested, it couldn't be better."

There is no free lunch in the world, and the second emperor's son Xiang Wanli sent someone to give him a superb real sword Chiyang sword, and he had his intention.

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It's just that Fang Bai didn't expect to let him go to the martial arts yard. As for what to go in, it must be troublesome, otherwise Xiang Xiang would not spend so much thought.

Fang Bai's purpose of coming to the imperial city was to make a good relationship with the second prince, and he never refused the truth. Moreover, the military court had the best cultivation environment of the Dachu Dynasty.

"Mu Qiuyang and Bai Qianxue have passed the martial arts assessment and become students of martial arts."

When Xiang Yan's sentence came down, Fang Bai had no reason to refuse.

According to Xiang Yi, he was sent to take them to play in the Imperial City for a few days before going to the martial arts court, but Fang Bai didn't want to wait for a moment, he always felt a sense of urgency.

Wuyuan is located in the endless mountains to the north of the imperial city. Before that, the young man took the three of Fang Bai out of the city and headed north.

Bai Cai knew that the young man was called Haifeng and had participated in the martial arts selection, but unfortunately he failed to pass.

The sea breeze detailed the rules for the selection of Wu Yuan, Fang Bai frowned frantically.

It turns out that the selection of the martial arts school is very simple. There are a total of three levels, each of which tests your talent, understanding, and mentality. These three points are the keys to a person's ability to reach the end.

Sanguan is easy to say, and it will be difficult to expire. I don't know how many people want to enter the martial arts through selection every day, but they are blocked one by one.

Mu Qiuyang and Bai Qianxue entered the martial arts court at the same time, which caused a lot of sensation.

At that time, the sea breeze was eliminated at the level of understanding, and the level of mentality was naturally ineligible to participate. He also listened to other people about specific situations.

In this way, Fang Bai had a bottom of his heart, and his talent was not a problem. After taking a lot of spiritual fluids that nourished the soul and refining, it was even more important.

As for the last concern, Fang Bai believes that no one may be more determined than him throughout the Dachu Dynasty.

On the contrary, I was a little worried about Xiaoyu. Talent and understanding were not a problem.

Out of the imperial city, there are endless mountains. The four of them left the imperial city to the north, and the fire and cloud beasts walked on the mountain road, and they came to the outside of the martial arts within a quarter of an hour.

Different from the imagination, there is no majestic building in front of him, there is only a stone house, and an old man with a crane and child face sits at the door, drowsy in the sun.

There is a long line in front of the stone house. There are probably more than a hundred people waiting here, but no one has stepped forward to bother the old man, all waiting quietly.

The blank sea breeze made a silent gesture, tied the fire cloud beast and followed the line.

The front crowd was of all ages, men and women, the old were sixty or seventy years old, and the young were only eleven or twelve years old. Fang Bai curiously said, "Is this all for the selection?"

Haifeng smiled bitterly: "No matter how windy or rainy, people here never stop, they want to give it a try. I do n’t know that even entering the martial arts is not as good as I thought!"

"Oh?"

This remark immediately evoked Fang Bai's curiosity, "Is there anything tricky in Wuyuan?"

Hai Feng glanced forward and lowered his voice: "The first thing to enter the martial arts is the students. These people do not recognize or protect the martial arts. Only after becoming a disciple of the martial arts are they recognized and protected by the martial arts.

If you want to be a disciple of Wuyuan, it is good to have one of the 100 people. Within five years, he cannot become a disciple, and will be eliminated automatically. He will not be allowed to enter the martial arts school for half a lifetime, nor will he be allowed to live by himself. "

"What are the requirements for becoming a disciple?"

Haifeng continued: "Wu Yuan has set up a list of people and a list of heavens. Each list takes 100 people. If you can stay on the list for one year, you can become a disciple of Wu Yuan.

In addition, there is another way, which is to challenge the disciples of Wuyuan, and they can only challenge higher than their own cultivation. "

Hearing here, Fang Bai finally moved. No wonder the martial arts school is so powerful. The students are already one of them, and the disciples are the geniuses among the geniuses.

It's too difficult to become a disciple of Wuyuan!

There are tens of thousands of students in the martial arts college. How difficult it is to get on the list, let alone keep it on the list for one year. Each one is a genius among geniuses.

As for the challenge to the Wuyuan disciples in the future, it is equal to nothing. If they really have the strength to defeat the Wuyuan disciples, how can they be selected?

This one should be left to some students who don't have enough time to do the last fight!

Speaking of challenging the rules, Fang Bai is silent, regardless of life and death, provided that the difference between the two parties cannot exceed three levels, which can also be regarded as a disguised protection.

If you think about it, you know how cruel the competition in the martial arts is. No wonder the sea breeze talks about tiger discoloration.

At this moment, Zuo Xing said unquestionably, "You are not allowed to enter the martial arts court." Of course, this sentence is for Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu was naturally unhappy, and said loudly, "I must go."

"No!" Zuo Shen Shen said, "I'm responsible for your safety. You can't do anything."

"I don't need you to control it." Xiao Yu cried loudly: "Besides there is Xiao Bai, who dares to bully me?"

Zuochen lowered his face, and what Xiao Yu decided he couldn't change it unless he was alone. But far can't hydrolyze near thirst, and it's too late to say anything now.

"If there is any difference in the light rain, I will kill you!" Zuo left to Fang Bai coldly.

After hearing this, Fang Bai's anger rose suddenly, and he was facing the Bloody Guards outside the Imperial City yesterday. If it was not for Yu Yu's last shot, he would surely watch him die in the hands of the Bloody Guards.

Fang Bai's failure to mention it on Xiaoyu's face did not mean he would forget.

"Fold up your lips and face!" Fang Bai coldly said, "For the light rain, I don't need you to say more. Yesterday's things, we will take care of them in the future."

The left-handed eyes shot up, maybe there was a light rain on the scene, and they kept pressing down, and said coldly, "I'm waiting for you!"

"Sleeping well!"

The old man at the door of the stone house stretched his arms, yawned, looked up at the crowd, and murmured, "You guys are really right. You don't want the old man to take a good rest for a day, and knowing that there is no hope, the moth must fight the fire.

Since you're not dead, let's get started! "

The first person to enter the stone house was a man in his thirties. He came out in less than a cup of tea and did not look at the crowd. He turned away.

"Next!" The old man shouted in disdain. The second one went in was a man in his fifties who came out faster than the first one.