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When Chi Xingqian saw Zhong Ziyuan in the dining hall, he also felt that the days passed quickly.

The disciples of the Zhong family will all go to the dining hall for breakfast at Chenshi. One of the people who entered the Zhongfu with Chi Xingqian is Han Yangzi. His ancestors were scholars for several generations. His performance in the literary examination was quite outstanding at the time, but he prefers Xuanmen secret arts. After getting acquainted with Chi Xingqian, the scholarly atmosphere became less obvious.

Han Yangzi saw that Chi Xingqian had been looking at the next table with his eyes, patted his head inexplicably, and said, "I don't see you being so focused when practicing, what are you looking at?"

Chi Xingqian came back to his senses, and stuffed a large piece of cooked food into his mouth, "Eat."

Zhong Ziyuan's table was surrounded by a few teenagers, who seemed to be his peers, talking to him in a low voice from time to time, but from the dark lines on his shoulders, he could tell that his cultivation was not at the same level.

After Zhong Ziyuan buried his head and finished his meal, when he got up, he glanced at Chi Xingqian's table as if there was nothing there, and quickly left the dining hall.

Chi Xingqian's room was in the West Wing. Besides Han Yangzi, Qin Muyun and Zhou Minfei lived with him.

Qin Muyun is the youngest, just turned sixteen, and he worshiped a wilderness master to practice since he was a child. Although the master is unreliable, but fortunately, he is hardworking and hardworking, and now he is considered successful. Zhou Minfei was born the best of the six of them. Yes, the merchant's family, the business is not small in the city, and the wealth is abundant.

The other two live next door, one is Ge Jiaming, who is somewhat talented but timid, and the other is He Liju, the one with the most common aptitude among the six.

They practiced together on weekdays, and even though they knew that only two of them would be the real disciples of the Zhong family in the end, their friendship grew day by day.

After autumn, the trial period of March has arrived.

We are about to enter the final stage of assessment.

There is a courtyard in Zhongfu's mansion that is often not seen in the light, and a barrier has been set up from outside the courtyard, and the structure of the carvings on the wall cannot be seen clearly from three meters away.

The final assessment takes place here.

Chi Xingqian stared at the corner of the room for a long time, with a playful smile on his lips.

There were six lottery sticks in the bamboo tube, and each person chose a house one by one.

Chi Xing sneaked to the westernmost one, opened it and walked in.

I can feel the evil spirits around me. The famous Taoist families all have their own temples for worshiping spirits. They use the principle of Yin to control Yin. The evil spirits who are unwilling to die are circling here, trying to devour the weaker spirits than themselves. .

The furnishings in the house are simple, and on the surface, there is nothing strange about this place.After Chi Xingqian flitted across the screen, he suddenly stretched out a skinny hand, reaching for his throat. He managed to dodge it, tripped, and was kicked in the heart the next moment.

At this time, the black mist in the house gradually rose and became thicker and thicker, making it impossible to see. Chi Xingqian buried his head and couldn't see his cloth boots. He could guess from his feeling that at least three evil spirits wanted to attack him at the same time.

The time flow in the house was faster than in ordinary space, and after Chi Xingqian worked hard to knock down the evil spirit, it was actually a whole morning.

He seemed to have won a bit tragically, the left shoulder sleeve was scratched, and the cloth was hanging in strands, his right arm was dislocated, and one of the phalanges was worn out, and the bone was visible in the wound.

In the darkness, a cold voice came through the air.

"hidden."

A thin silhouette emerges from behind the screen.

Zhong Ziyuan moved towards him and checked the wound briefly. The corner of Chi Xingqian's mouth was raised but not yet raised, and an unsheathed spirit sword was directly pressed against his throat.

The sword glowed with a clear light, gathering ten layers and ten spiritual powers.

"So much effort to hide, what is the intention?"

Chi Xing didn't move, and smiled silently.

He quickly snapped his dislocated arm back together with his hands and feet, covered the wound with his big hand, and then took it away. The fresh wound healed quickly.

There are faintly visible lines on the left forearm.

Zhong Ziyuan frowned slightly, and said, "Are you a ghost?"

The slender fingers are accumulating strength, and the murderous intent is fully displayed.

Chi Xingqian shook his head indifferently, "No."

Zhong Ziyuan did not relax his vigilance, and leaned forward slightly to approach Chi Xingqian, which was a human breath.

He put the sword back into its sheath, stood up and said: "No matter what the purpose of infiltrating the Zhong residence is, if you leave now, I will not kill you."

Chi Xingqian looked at him calmly, for a long while, and said, "Wouldn't it be more interesting if you leave me here and look back?"

Zhong Ziyuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, the sword energy suddenly became fierce, if he really didn't leave, then he couldn't blame himself.

At this time, the door of Jiling Pavilion burst open, Zhong Fufeng stumbled in and said anxiously, "Brother, something happened!"

Zhong Fufeng was the one who was closer to Zhong Ziyuan among his peers, he was very naive, he didn't care about his cultivation, he preferred to study some folk skills, for this he was often reprimanded by the head of the family.

Zhong Ziyuan knew that Zhong Fufeng always liked to bluff, but he broke into the Jiling Pavilion without permission, which shows that what happened outside is not trivial.

He hid his sword in his robe, turned to Chi Xing and said: "Leave immediately, if you want to do anything wrong, I will break your spirit."

After all, he followed Zhong Fufeng, and Chi Xingqian followed after seeing this.

After leaving the Jiling Pavilion, I found that the entire Zhongfu had become more popular than ever before, and everyone hurriedly gathered in the meeting hall.

In the middle of the meeting hall, there was a person lying straight.

It was one of the disciples with a foreign surname.

Zhou Minfei.

Motionless, dead.

The Zhong family has never had a student who died suddenly. The old men used to die in their golden years and lived a long life.Seeing such a scene suddenly, everyone was shocked.

Zhou Minfei's body didn't have any wounds, and he died fairly decently.

At this time, like Chi Xingqian and the other five, he should be assessed in the Jiling Pavilion, and should not appear here.

Because the evil ghosts in the Jiling Pavilion are ferocious, those who control them are all people with pure aura and excellent conduct. What's more, the person who tested him at that time was Zhong Hengzhi, who had a very high level of cultivation.

Zhong Hengzhi was gentle and dignified, and at this moment he was also a little at a loss.He recalled everything that happened in the Jiling Pavilion. Zhou Minfei was hit on the head by the undead, but he stopped him at a critical moment to avoid hurting his vitals. He checked his injury and was only in a coma for a short time. Never die.

It's amazing to be able to do it without being noticed under such a situation.

The news cannot be blocked. Everyone in the world knows that the Zhong family opened the door to accept disciples this year. Now that there are people dead, the relationship between the major Taoist families is delicate.

The head of the family, Zhong Zhiwen, helped the forehead, and the dead man was the son of a wealthy merchant in the city, so the influence can be seen.

Zhong Zhiwen ordered the body to be sealed in the coffin and stay here temporarily tonight.

Zhong Ziyuan stared at the others sealing the coffin without moving, and turned his head to meet Shangchi Xingqian's eyes.

Chi Xingqian quickly spread his hands and shook his head innocently.

"I didn't say it was you." Zhong Ziyuan turned his face away and said, "The mountain will definitely be closed if something happens, you can't even leave now if you want to."

Wouldn't that be just right.

Chi Xingqian raised his eyebrows and said, "I have no intention of leaving."

Zhong Ziyuan frowned, and a young man's sullen expression appeared on his youthful face, "From today onwards, I will watch over you, don't make any crooked ideas."

Chi Xingqian nodded with a humble attitude, but in Zhong Ziyuan's eyes, it was very deliberate.

At night, Chi Xingqian returned to the wing room. Qin Muyun, who had held back all his strength and did not dare to make any noise just now, was particularly scared. Seeing Chi Xingqian's return, he immediately surrounded him and started talking.

"You saw it just now, Min Fei is really dead, really dead."

Seeing that he was about to scare himself to death, Han Yangzi was disturbed, "I've seen it all, don't talk about it."

Sitting on the round stool, Qin Muyun kept pouring tea for himself, covered his heart, and slowly began to talk, "Today's sacrifice to the Ling Pavilion is really scary."

Hearing this sentence, Han Yangzi instantly felt that the part of his abdomen hit by the evil spirit was still hurting, so he pursed his lips tightly and turned his head without saying a word.