Go to Beijing.
Yunwu Mountain looks particularly quiet in the night.
As the name suggests, Yunwu Mountain is famous for its clouds and mist. Whenever the sun rises, the mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, making it look like a dream, fantasy or fairyland.
Speaking of this Yunwu Mountain, not only people in Beijing, but also people all over the country are familiar with it.
This fame is not due to the unique cloud and mist scenery. In fact, such scenery is very common and can be found in many mountains.
Yunwu Mountain is famous for the exquisite villas built on the mountain.
The villa is three stories high, and apart from being a little more refined, there is nothing special about it, but there is one word that cannot stand it: expensive!
There are more than 300 villas built in Yunwu Mountain, and the prices get more expensive as you go up.
Even the lowest-priced villa near the bottom of the mountain costs 5 billion Singapore dollars. Without a certain status, you may not be able to buy it even if you have money.
A villa costs at least 5 billion. Anyone who hears it will think it is crazy.
Five billion, even in a place like Shangjing, where there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons, not many people can come up with so much money at once.
Of course, no one is a fool, and it is expensive for its own sake.
Although Yunwu Mountain looks like an ordinary mountain peak, it is actually a legendary place of cultivation.
Since the emergence of different worlds, there have been various theories of blessed places for cultivation. One thing that all blessed places have in common is that they are rich in spiritual energy.
However, most of these blessed places are rarely visited by humans and haunted by monsters, so they cannot be used by humans.
It is extremely rare to appear in the base city.
And Yunwu Mountain is one of them.
A professional organization has calculated that the spiritual energy content in Yunwu Mountain is one-fifth higher than the normal value in the outside world.
And at the top of Yunwu Mountain, the concentration of spiritual energy there is a quarter higher than the normal value in the outside world.
For cultivators, practicing here for four days is equivalent to practicing for five days in the outside world. Although it may not seem to be much different, but over time, the difference is measured in years.
Being one year ahead may very well be the difference between excellence and genius.
Even people without martial arts talent can keep fit and live longer by living here all year round.
At this time, Villa No. 16 is halfway up the mountain.
"Say it."
In the brightly lit room, rising green smoke lingers, sandalwood is spread all over the room, and there is a large rosewood marble case with various famous people's dharma stickers, ten-directional precious inkstones, and various brush holders, giving people an antique feel.
A sturdy figure stood quietly by the window looking at the brightly lit night scene in the distance.
When footsteps sounded, the figure turned around, but it was an old man.
The old man was wearing a beige Tang suit. He looked to be in his fifties. He was extremely tall, initially estimated to be 1.9 meters tall. He had a very strong build. His thick black hair and delicate skin showed no signs of age at all.
In front of the old man, a middle-aged man in a gray suit stood respectfully, his body as straight as a spear. He looked at the notebook in his hand and replied:
"There were 47 people surveyed this time, three met the assessment standards, two were assessed B, and one was assessed A."
"Oh, there are even A's this year?"
The old man raised his eyebrows, obviously showing some interest.
"Which company is it from?"
"It belongs to the second young master, and his name is Yang Jingming."
After the man finished speaking, he continued to introduce:
"Yang Jingming, male, 18 years old, third year of high school, eighth-level physical education, cultural score: 168, physical score: 295, practical score: 135, total score: 598 points, excellent results, meeting the standards of the nine elite joint schools."
"The first time I participated in the Awakening Day, I was refining the eighth-level Howling Moon Wolf."
"Personality assessment: Have clear plans for goals and strong adaptability."
"Character flaws: impulsive, too extreme."
After the middle-aged man finished speaking, the room fell into silence again. After a while, the old man said:
"The talent is pretty good. I still have three months left. If I take him back and train him, I should be able to get admitted to the Hero Academy. Since I still have the surname Yang, I'm afraid I have plans to return to the family and take him back to the family for training as soon as possible."
The old man's tone was calm. What he cared about was talent. He didn't care about the character flaws mentioned by the middle-aged man.
The more powerful a warrior is, the stronger his energy and blood will be, and the more courageous he will be in fighting.
Hunting monsters all year round, wandering on the edge of life and death, few have a good temper, everyone has character flaws, they are just different, it doesn't matter as long as they are not perverted.
Being able to be evaluated as A-level is the standard for entering the three major hero academies.
As for Class B, that is the standard for entering the nine elite joint schools.
For many families, a child's admission into one of the nine elite joint schools is the beginning of a successful career.
For most families, it is a seedling worth cultivating, but for a glorious family like the Yang family, just talent is enough.
Although the two B-levels have good talents, they are not qualified for him to interfere.
The middle-aged man obviously knew this, so he didn't say much.
"By the way, I remember that Thirteen also had an illegitimate child? He seemed to be eighteen too?"
After a while, just as the man was about to walk out of the room, the old man suddenly asked.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man stopped and flipped through the notes in his hand:
"Lin Feng, male, 18 years old, seventh-level physical education, cultural score: 189 points, physical score: 212 points, practical score: 150 points, total score 551 points, average score, not reaching the nine elite joint schools Admission qualifications.”
"It was my first time to participate in the Awakening Day, but my awakening failed."
"Character assessment: Precocious and steady, with excellent perseverance."
"Character flaw: Slightly withdrawn and unsocial."
"Comprehensive evaluation is C level!
After saying that, the man stood there and waited quietly.
"C-level, what a pity."
The old man shook his head and said with a pity in his tone: "Lin Feng! Is it the same as your mother's surname?"
"If you can reach the seventh level of physical cultivation without the assistance of resources, your strength is pretty good, but without inheriting Thirteen's talent for soul cultivation, you cannot refine demon spirits, and there is no value in cultivating them."
After speaking, the old man waved:
"Go out and bring those three boys back. As for the others below B level, they have no value for training. The person responsible for evaluation can call them back."
"yes!"
The man nodded, knowing what he meant by calling him back.
In a big family like the Yang family, because the children of the family are romantic or for other reasons, they are not accepted by the family, and there are many illegitimate children or illegitimate daughters living outside the family.
When these children reach the age of eighteen, the family will send special personnel to evaluate them. Only those who have reached Grade B or above can return to the family.
Those with poor qualifications will be completely abandoned by the family from today on, and will no longer pay attention to them.
He didn't have any mood swings about this. He reported this kind of thing once a year and was used to it.
…
In the dark night, it seemed as if endless thick ink was heavily smeared on the sky, not even the glimmer of stars.
At two o'clock in the morning, the temperature suddenly turned cold. In his sleep, Lin Feng frowned and looked a little uneasy.
In a daze, a cold current suddenly surged from his chest, getting colder and colder, as if there were ice cubes there that were going to freeze him.
At this time, my ears seemed to be blocked by water, and the beating of my heart echoed in my ears.
"here we go again!"
Shivering all over, Lin Feng immediately woke up from his sleep, his eyes were clear and there was no trace of sleepiness anymore.
He first lit a candle. The light of the candle was very weak and would not attract the attention of the monster. Lin Feng first checked whether the door was locked, and then felt relieved.
Lin Feng took off his shirt. His muscular body did not look very strong, but his figure was as smooth as a cheetah. Every inch of his muscles gave people the feeling of the hardest stone. Wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, he stood almost naked on the ground. , looking down at his chest.
I saw a fist-sized shadow quietly appearing on Lin Feng's abdomen, becoming increasingly clear, like a dark shadow that was constantly struggling.
"Damn nightmare, so many times in one night."
In the silent night, Lin Feng cursed with a gloomy expression.
Today, on the day of awakening, he cast the evil seal, which caused serious blood loss in the body. After talking to his mother, Lin Feng did not practice as usual. After washing, he returned to the room to sleep.
Because the body recovers faster during sleep.
But what he didn't expect was that almost every hour, a violent and cold emotion would suddenly appear in his mind, causing him to toss and turn, and finally wake up.
Insomnia caused him to be in a bad mood, irritable and irritable.
"We have to refine it quickly!"
Looking at the struggling figure in his abdomen, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart.
Although he couldn't see inside with his current strength, he could feel that the evil seal had begun to loosen.
The bloody cage built of blood and spiritual power is gradually disintegrating, and I'm afraid it won't last long.
"It must be refined within two months, otherwise the consequences will be serious." Lin Feng looked solemn.
I originally thought that even if I couldn't refine this nightmare, at most I would lose some of my blood essence, which I could make up for with some time and energy without endangering my life.
But now he found that he was wrong.
How wrong!
At this time, the dark and deep shadow in the dantian of his abdomen was stained with strange blood lines, and those blood lines were wandering around the shadow's body.
At this time, the nightmare has been partially assimilated by his blood.
At this time, he could no longer easily separate it.
This means that if I cannot refine it or drive it out of my body, there is a possibility that it will be refined by that nightmare.
Things were beyond his control.
