After passing through the book, the holy son of Mozong became a pillar of righteousness

The room was dry and warm, and Wen Zhi poured him a cup of hot tea.

The texture of the tea cup is cold and hard, even if it is touched by hand, it will not feel hot.

Bai Tingquan carefully held the teacup and thanked him in a low voice.

"I heard that Xuefeng is covered with snow all the year round, and it's very windy. It's because Sui Lan is a little ignorant, and he didn't do his best to repair your small courtyard." After Wen Zhi sat back on the table, he raised a pair of star-like eyes to look at him, "Tingquan, tomorrow your Uncle Wuhong will send some disciples from the outer sect to help you repair the house. If you have any requirements, you can ask them again."

Bai Tingquan knew that Wen Zhi had pampered him to the maximum extent, and that Sui Lan's thoughts must represent the thoughts of most of the disciples of the Langjian Sect. He didn't care about these, and he figured it out. , then he must have died in the original world and cannot go back, and it is also a good choice to live comfortably for 800 years in this world that he has never experienced.

Naturally, Bai Tingquan would not be a demon in front of Wen Zhi, he thanked softly, and then asked: "Master, Senior Sui Lan told me today that I still need to go through with those disciples who have passed the preliminary screening and entered the sect." Examination, this matter..."

Wen Zhi nodded: "That's true."

Meeting Bai Tingquan's puzzled eyes, Wen Zhi said: "The rules of the Langjian Sect cannot be broken. If a disciple wants to enter the sect, he must go through two stages. Both the assessment and the double selection are indispensable. I will bring you back." Langjianzong just passed the second link."

Bai Tingquan roughly understood Wen Zhi's meaning, but this day he was exhausted, hugging his little pillow, only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and stickier.

He muttered, and obeyed the question in his heart, and said, "Then what will happen if I fail this assessment?"

Bai Tingquan's head was already groggy, he couldn't hear anything clearly, and he didn't know if it was his own illusion, Bai Tingquan heard a helpless sigh in his ear.

A faint voice said dimly and indistinctly: "No."

Bai Tingquan suddenly became sober, and looked up at Wen Zhi.

But he saw Wen Zhi's face was indifferent, as if he hadn't said anything.Wen Zhi calmly pointed at the softness inside: "If you can't stand it any longer, go and rest first."

Bai Tingquan responded, but he didn't intend to move at all.

"The master has not rested yet, how dare the disciple slack off."

Although his words were bold, but his voice was soft, his tone was slow, his ending was soft, and he had no strength, so there was no doubt that he would be able to fall asleep in the next second.

Wen Zhi pursed his lips, took two basic books on kendo from the bookshelf and handed them to Bai Tingquan, and said in a low voice, "Then let's read these first."

Bai Tingquan was overjoyed, and took the two books happily.

It is false that he came here to find a warm bed to sleep in, and it is true that he wants to put down the whispering formula in the warm room.

He really wanted to hear how his master, who is the leader of the righteous way, would talk to people about his cheap apprentice on weekdays.

He also thought about it, if he wanted not to do anything that would hurt Wen Zhi, and live freely in this world, the first thing he had to do was to escape from this cage.

Get rid of the Demon Sect, and also get rid of the Langjian Sect, and live a life that belongs only to him.

Right now, these two classics are perfect carriers.

The stealing formula attached to it is not easy to be found, and it can appear in Wen Zhi's room openly, without arousing suspicion.

Bai Tingquan looked calm.

Isn't he a member of the Demon Sect who is good at such crooked things?

After putting down the whispering formula, Bai Tingquan seemed to have let go of a major event, his eyelids immediately became heavy several times, and the small characters in front of him all flew around, until finally, he was so sleepy that he tilted his head, pressed the classics, and directly He fell down on the soft and warm couch.

In front of Wen Zhi, he slacked off completely.

When Bai Tingquan woke up, no one was there. He was lying in Wenzhi's room, covered with a quilt, and slept on the only soft bed in the room.

Wenzhi's room is dry and warm, and with the blessing of Wenzhi's spiritual power, it is more comfortable and comfortable.

This is the only place to rest.The one outside is small and crude, not suitable for sleeping.

But it's strange, he clearly remembered that he was sitting on the small couch in the outer room last night, how did he come in?

Although a kendo master like Wen Zhi no longer needed sleep, but the night was dark, and Wen Zhi gave Bai Tingquan the only place he could rest. Where did he go?

Bai Tingquan got up suddenly, still not forgetting to play a whispering formula in the corner of the room, and then left Wen Zhi's room.

He returned to his small courtyard, and sure enough, a group of outer disciples had already started to repair the house.

Wu Hong stood aside, as if waiting for him.

Bai Tingquan walked over and said hello to Wuhong.

Wuhong smiled: "Tingquan, your master really loves you, he woke me up early in the morning and asked me to send someone to repair your house, take a look inside and what you want to do, remember to tell them later. "

Bai Tingquan knew in his heart that he shouldn't mess around at this time, so he said something he wanted, and finally said with a smile: "I don't need to change the bed for now, I'll wait for senior Sui Lan."

This caused Wu Hong to burst out laughing out loud.

After laughing, he remembered the business: "By the way, Tingquan, tomorrow is the disciple assessment ceremony for joining the sect. I am afraid that at least [-]% of the disciples will be wiped out in this assessment, and then the sect will send them back. This assessment is very important. Listen Quan, you have to pay attention, don't let your master make a fuss."

Bai Tingquan nodded: "Tingquan will definitely go all out."

Wu Hong sent a light green waist card to Bai Tingquan: "Tomorrow morning at three o'clock in the morning, Yangluan Peak, this waist card is something to prove your identity, don't lose it."

Bai Tingquan raised his head, looked at Wu Hong, and thanked him in a deep voice.

Wu Hong is a kind-hearted person, and he doesn't make many enemies in the original book. He is the most beloved junior in Wen Zhi's generation. However, after Wen Zhi's death, his temperament changed drastically, and he made countless enemies. A few years later, he died in a treasure hunt.Before he died, he often talked about going to accompany his senior brother as soon as possible, and he would lie down with his senior brother after he died.

The world did as he wished.

Bai Tingquan hid the emotion in his eyes, bowed and saluted.

Wuhong seemed to have just remembered something, suddenly took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, and said: "Your master secretly stuffed it for me early in the morning, let me give it to you, and apply it externally to treat eczema. Yes, he repeatedly told me not to forget, it’s really strange why he didn’t hand it over to you.”

Holding the porcelain bottle, Bai Tingquan said many thanks in succession, the mood in his eyes changed extremely quickly, but in an instant, he stabilized.

If it weren't for the existence of the two hidden figures behind him who were always watching him to remind him, he would almost be stopped by Wen Zhi and deceived by Wu Hong.

These two people are making him relax his vigilance.

Although the aptitude of the outer disciples is not as good as that of the inner disciples, they can control some simple spiritual weapons, and their efficiency is very high. Within a day, the small courtyard of Bai Tingquan was repaired like a new one.

The new house was warm and dry, and Bai Tingquan slept comfortably all night.

As soon as he arrived at Maoshi the next day, he took his waist badge and arrived at Yangluan Peak, waiting for the start of the assessment.

Because of his outstanding appearance, as soon as he appeared on Yangluan Peak, the crowd fell silent.

The disciples rushed to greet him, and even the senior management disciples responsible for maintaining order nodded to Bai Tingquan.

For a while, Bai Tingquan attracted enough attention, eyes and envy.

Be the center of the crowd.

A young disciple spoke to him crisply: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name, do you have a favorite master candidate?"

Bai Tingquan smiled: "My name is Bai Tingquan, as for the favorite master... If there is a senior who can look up to me, that is my honor."

The little disciple looked at him with admiration: "My name is Wei Xun, and I want to be Feng Mingjun's disciple."

Bai Tingquan frowned slightly.

Fengming Jun Wuhong, although he is the most favored junior, but being his disciple may not be of great use.

Bai Tingquan asked curiously: "Why do you want to worship Fengming Jun as your teacher?"

Wei Xun carefully looked around and lowered her voice: "Because I heard that being Feng Mingjun's disciple is the most leisurely, and Fengming Jun is the most unassuming and has the best temper."

Bai Tingquan made a look of sudden realization: "So that's how it is."

Just after the conversation between the two of them, there was a sudden commotion not far away. I saw a young man disregarding others and wantonly spreading his spiritual power. Some disciples around him were caught off guard and were directly knocked to the ground by this spiritual power.

The overthrown disciple dared not speak out in anger, and had to hold back his anger and say "great".

The surrounding disciples applauded and cheered, Bai Tingquan hid in the crowd, his clear eyes made him incompatible with the smoky crowd.

"Who is this?"

Wei Xun leaned into his ear: "Li Wenqing, his family has power and money. He has been instructed by an expert since he was a child, and he has cultivated the domineering Zhengganglu. Now he has led spirits into his body. He is one of us. The most promising one will come out on top."

Bai Tingquan snorted softly, Li Wenqing, a cannon fodder, often found fault with the protagonist Shou in the original novel, but was eliminated because he touched the bottom line of the protagonist Shou.

It was a terrible death.

Bai Tingquan immediately lost interest, and was as silent as snow on a branch amidst the applause.

Li Wenqing laughed wildly: "Who else is there? No one dares to fight me. In this case, Lord Canglang can only be my master. Don't think about it."

A blind person said: "But I heard that Lord Canglang has brought back a disciple this year, and he no longer accepts disciples."

Li Wenqing slammed his sword on the ground: "You brought the disciple back? Who is that disciple? If you are here, I wonder if you have the courage to stand up and fight with me. If you don't have the courage, you are not worthy to be Lord Canglang's disciple." , just get out of the way and let me come!"

Bai Tingquan thought this person was boring and just wanted to stay away from him, so as not to be smeared as stupid.

But I heard the provocative disciple say: "I also heard that that disciple is a remnant of the Demon Sect. If you want to bring him down, wouldn't it be easy to become a disciple of Lord Canglang?"

Li Wenqing's eyes suddenly lit up for a moment.

He excitedly said: "In that case, where is the remnant of the Demon Sect?"

Bai Tingquan felt a headache when he heard it, and turned to report to the disciple who was checking his identity card.

Unexpectedly, after the disciple saw Bai Tingquan's face clearly, he was slightly stunned, blushed, and smiled at him embarrassedly, then hurriedly took Bai Tingquan's waist cards, and checked them one by one.

"Name?"

"Bai Tingquan."

"Where are you from?"

Bai Tingquan was slightly taken aback.

Then he hooked his lips: "Weizhu Mountain."

In an instant, the entire Yangluan Peak was completely silent as if it had been cleaned up.

Everyone's eyes widened and they looked towards Bai Tingquan.

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