The two of them looked at each other and saw the fear and hostility in each other's eyes. After all, from their perspective, the only ones that could pose a threat to them here were each other.

However, no one noticed that Xiao Chen took the jade slip away from his forehead and held the palm of his hand in the sleeve of the robe suddenly tightened his hand, and after a moment, he slowly let go, and a look of firmness flashed in his eyes.

As for other monks, although they knew that they had little hope, they had nothing to do. If they got more than half of the Qingyu Sword by chance, wouldn’t they have the chance to soar into the sky? Therefore, their faces turned red and their eyes were full of excitement.

Mu Yuan was extremely satisfied with everyone's reaction and waved his hand and said, "The preliminary test will start at noon tomorrow. You can rest after you go back. Someone will go and take you there."

Everyone bowed respectfully, but at this moment, a stream of light suddenly flew away from the distance, stopped in front of Yang Wei, and the light dissipated, and it turned out to be a jade slip for the message.

Everyone stopped in surprise. The jade slips sent by the letter were too many than the sound notes. They were communication means that only Jindan monks could use, and could communicate across tens of thousands of miles.

Yang Wei reached out and took the jade slip and placed it on his forehead. After a while, he put it down. His eyes were cold and his face suddenly became completely gloomy.

"Honor Muyuan, I just received a letter from the elders of the sect, telling me that Mo Qinghua, a disciple of Ziwei Sect, had been killed, and asked the venerable to make the decision for my Ziwei Sect."

Mu Yuan's expression was slightly dark when he heard this. He not only did not take Ziwei Sect in his eyes, but also disrespectful to his Mu family.

"I will definitely give orders to find the murderer in this matter. If the real murderer is found, I will definitely punish him severely!"

"Thank you, Master!" Yang Wei saluted respectfully, his face was still gloomy, and there were countless monks in the vast sea of ​​people. It was not easy to find the real murderer.

But no one noticed it. Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with a little strange color when he heard this, and then he returned to normal.

"Ziwei Zong Yang Wei."

"Destroy the Sect Xingtian."

"The Lord of Luoshui Sect has no regrets."

"Luoyun Valley Xiao Chen."

At noon the next day, in a hall in Mujia Villa, each person had to go through two levels of test according to the list.

The first level is bone test age.

The second level is the side cultivation.

Only those who are under the age of 22 and whose cultivation is above the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage can pass the level and be qualified to go to the holy land.

Those who can hold the Mu family's invitation to the jade letter are all outstanding in the sect, and they are the best choice regardless of their cultivation and talent. Therefore, this test progressed very quickly, but in a moment, half of the people passed the test and stood on the other side.

"Ziwei Sect Qinghuo!"

As the sound fell, the green fire strode out, his eyes faintly turned back, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, glanced at him, and saw Li Qingliu's resentful eyes. He pondered for a moment, hugged his shoulders with his hands and sneered in his heart. If this person really wanted to make a trick, he wouldn't mind taking action to clean him up completely.

"Bone age measurement!" The Qinghuo walked past the treasure similar to the arch without expression. On a piece of smooth jade in the center of the arch, a clear twenty numbers suddenly appeared.

"At the age of twenty, the bone age test passed." The monk in charge of the test nodded and said.

"Test your cultivation level!"

The test of cultivation is a different treasure in the cultivation world, layered spirit stones!

This treasure is extremely sensitive to magic power cultivation. If you slapped it with one palm, you can judge the amount of cultivation you use by the patterns on it!

"boom!"

Qinghuo slapped down with one palm. Although it was quite loud, only seven patterns slowly emerged when it fell on the bluestone.

The Mu family monk outside the layered spirit stone was slightly stunned, then shouted blankly: "The seventh level of Qi Refining Stage, unqualified!"

The Qinghuo seemed to have expected this, and stood on the other side with a sneer, closing his eyes and ignoring everyone's surprised eyes.

But there were also those who were flexible in their eyes, with a strange color flashing in their eyes, sweeping over Xiao Chen, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of their mouth.

Later, the test went very smoothly, and everyone passed the test easily, and it was soon the end.

"Luoyun Valley, Xiao Chen."

As they spoke, the monk from the Mu family showed a strange look in his eyes and gave Xiao Chen a curious look. After all, they were also a little surprised at the monks in North China who had not been invited for hundreds of years.

Li Qingliu gritted her teeth and her eyes were so fierce that she seemed to be unable to tear Xiao Chensheng to relieve the hatred in her heart.

Yang Wei frowned slightly, and his eyes showed a cautious look. For some reason, facing this unknown boy, he felt a little afraid.

As for the Destroyed Sect Xingtian, he stood aside with a smile on his lips. No matter how he looked, his expression revealed a pleasant feeling of gloating.

Xiao Chen nodded when he heard this, his face calmly, his divine light in his eyes was restrained, and his steps were calmly passing under the arch-shaped magic weapon.

"Eighteen years old, the bone age test passed!" The monk in charge of the Mu family flashed in surprise in his eyes. He looked at Xiao Chen carefully before he said slowly.

"Test your cultivation level!"

Standing in front of the layered spirit stone, Xiao Chen paused slightly, and with a backhand palm fell on the layered spirit stone.

boom!

Seeing a faint red light flashing on the golden crow stone, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look surprised.

At the age of eighteen, he was able to reach the early stage of foundation building and was also the North China Prefecture, which was extremely backward in the level of cultivation. This speed was enough to be proud of most monks in the arena.

The main hall, Mu Yuan's eyes flashed through his strange color. When Xiao Chen stood still, he said in a deep voice: "The test is over, the person who passed will follow me to the teleportation hall and enter the holy land through the teleportation array."

But at this moment, Qinghuo, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes suddenly, bowed to Mu Yuan respectfully, and said in a deep voice: "Wait, I have something to say."

Mu Yuan's expression moved slightly when he heard this and said, "What's the matter?"

"If what I said is true, today's two tests, if the bone age test is passed, and the cultivation level has not reached the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage, the failed person can choose to challenge any of the passers-by monks. If he wins by chance, he can replace his quota and enter the holy land." Qinghuo's mouth looked a little cold as he spoke, and he suddenly pointed at Xiao Chen and said in a deep voice: "If it meets the regulations, I will decide to challenge this person!"

Even those who were stupid in mind realized something was wrong at this moment, and the cultivators of each sect suddenly showed excitement in their eyes.

Only then did I realize that Qinghuo must have failed on purpose before, in order to challenge Xiao Chen!

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, and he sneered in his heart, but his face was calm and without any strange colors.

"There is indeed a rule." Mu Yuan pondered for a moment, then nodded slowly, turned around and asked Xiao Chen, "Are you willing to accept the challenge?"
Chapter completed!