The Gufeng Summit Tournament lasts for three days. Today is the second day, and tomorrow is the top ten competition. The leader will also be decided tomorrow.
Chen Qingyan watched it all afternoon. From what he saw with his own eyes and from the mouths of those who were watching the battle, he found that most of the people who had perfected the skills were between thirty and fifty years old. They had experienced hundreds of battles and were fierce and decisive.
I also heard that there are a few geniuses who have perfected the practice of "Gu Yuan Gong" at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and there are even great-grandsons of great elders who have astonishing "top-level" qualifications. A prodigy, he perfected his skills at the age of thirteen, refined an [Evil Evil] at the age of fifteen, and became a monk respected by everyone at the age of sixteen. He was the youngest monk in Lin Valley. He was summoned by the owner of the valley and was given a magic weapon to "kill evil". .
Later, he traveled with the Lingu caravan in the wilderness, and returned from the experience at the age of eighteen. It was said that he was arrogant and arrogant, and was no longer satisfied with it. He found another [fierce god] and practiced in seclusion, hoping to refine the two powers of the gods and evil spirits and become a god. Sha monk.
When the surrounding outer sects talk about this person, they all call him - Hidden Scale.
The so-called Hidden Scales are a small group of people with the greatest potential in Lin Valley. They are young and may not have high levels of cultivation, but when they grow up, they will probably become heroes of the generation.
The Lin Valley Valley Master was once one of the Hidden Scales.
There are fifteen contemporary Hidden Scales.
He is revered as the "Fifteenth Son of Hidden Scales".
If that person breaks through the barrier and takes the power of the evil spirit, the fifteen hidden scales will become the "sixteen hidden scales".
Chen Qingyan watched and eavesdropped, enjoying the food but missing the melon and fruit drinks.
In the evening, the battle at Gufeng came to an end.
However, the battle between the upper-level monks was not over yet. The magic weapon's treasure light shot into the sky and the bone mountain trembled.
Chen Qingyan felt itchy and wanted to fly up to witness the so-called monks' battle, but unfortunately he had no way to get in.
Pressing his thoughts, Chen Qingyan climbed down the stairs and soon left the main peak.
Then we crossed the dangerous bridge and walked up the steep mountain road. We were inspected twice on the way and were allowed to go after giving our name and displaying the Qinggang Order.
Outer disciples, except when on duty or during special periods, are not subject to restrictions and can freely go up and down the mountain.
After half a year, Chen Qingyan finally came to the foot of the mountain again.
During the Yangshen Festival, Jugucheng was unusually bright.
At this time in the evening, as usual, the city, including Lin Valley, was extremely dark. If there were more dark clouds, it would be normal for it to rain heavily.
However, at this moment, Chen Qingyan was walking in the streets and alleys, everything was shining brightly, and the sunset was magnificent.
He recalled that in his nearly thirteen years of life, including this time, he seemed to have experienced the Yangshen Festival four times.
It's a pity that I was ignorant and stupid at the time, and had no feelings about this festival.
Chen Qingyan searched for his memory, walked the wrong path for a long time, and finally found his way home.
After two hours of this, I finally saw my home in this life in a corner of Nancheng.
There is a gray and black stone house with a patch of bone spurs of different heights on both sides. The stone pavement at the door is uneven and has been stepped on smoothly. There are five or six families around it, including wooden houses and similar stone houses.
If you look at this area ten times smaller, it looks like a child's haphazardly built house among a pile of fish bones.
However, this is the house that countless mortals can survive and use to protect themselves from wind and rain.
It was getting dark now, and the children who were playing around had also returned home.
Chen Qingyan felt a little complicated when he saw the lights in the house were brightly lit and he could vaguely hear some familiar voices.
After hesitating for a long time, he knocked on the door with a breath.
There was silence in the room.
After a while, a greasy-haired woman gently opened the door. There were several ropes connected to the back of the door and the door frame, leaving only half of her face exposed.
"mother."
Chen Qingyan shouted softly.
The woman's eyes widened instantly.
His face was full of disbelief.
She seemed to have never thought that her son would come back at this time.
"Teng'er?"
She yelled with a trembling voice.
Chen Qingyan nodded silently.
"Didn't you go to Lingu? How did you get out? But you escaped secretly?"
A frightened question came from inside the house.
"Go back quickly, kowtow to apologize, and escape privately is a capital crime."
The woman was also panicking.
Behind the door, several heads appeared. A middle-aged man with a resolute face and gray hair, and several small faces just appeared. They were dragged away from the crack of the door before they could call out Brother Sheng.
Finally, there were only two middle-aged men and women left behind the crack in the door.
His eyes were cold and he kept discouraging.
He had no intention of letting his son into the house.
Such a chilling behavior did not make the young man outside the door angry.
Chen Qingyan's eyes retracted from the faces of the children who had just left, and fell back on the two people behind the door. After a brief glance, a ridiculous suspicion in his heart was suddenly confirmed.
He laughed secretly in his heart, but he couldn't feel much resentment.
He's not really a boy.
After waking up from the haze and taking complete control of this body, I recalled all the past events and had some suspicions.
This time I returned home with the same intention of investigating my true life experience.
Now his 'biological parents' won't even let him in.
It must have been that after selling him to Lin Gu to work as a handyman, he had planned to have nothing to do with him from now on.
At a quick glance just now, those younger brothers and sisters looked nothing like me.
From this point of view, it seems that he was taken away from his real home shortly after he was born, when his consciousness was at its most chaotic.
Chen Qingyan sighed.
At this time, the house was brightly lit, but it was extremely dark outside. The other party could only see his face clearly through the light, but not his clothes. The Qinggang Order, which represented the identity of the outer sect, had been removed after going down the mountain. He put it away.
"I won't go in. When I come back this time, I just want to find out one thing. Who are my biological parents and where do they live?"
When Chen Qingyan said these words, the expressions of the two people behind the door suddenly changed.
The woman looked pale and leaned back.
The middle-aged man suddenly gritted his teeth, opened the door rope, and stretched out his hand to pull him into the house.
Bang~
There was a crisp sound.
Chen Qingyan slapped the middle-aged man's hand, probed again, clasped the wrist that had been knocked down, and pulled it out under the horrified look of the other person.
Even with the light behind him, Chen Qingyan could still see his father's face clearly.
This behavior is cruel.
"The real Wang Teng has now taken over my identity and lives with my parents, right?"
Although it was a guess, his tone was very firm.
This was what Chen Qingyan quickly deduced from the change in the other person's demeanor after he asked that question. He felt that he was very close to the truth.
Thinking about it this way, my qualifications may not be "Dingxia".
Qualification——
Chen Qingyan frowned lightly, and his eyes suddenly turned cold. He thought of the allusion of a raccoon cat exchanging for a prince. He may not be the prince, but he may have been replaced. The reason may be because of higher qualifications or other reasons.
The former is more likely.
No wonder when I practice, I feel that my skills are faster than ordinary "Dingxia".
"Wang Teng, what nonsense are you talking about?"
The middle-aged man shouted loudly,
"Shut up and follow me into the house."
People who can do such a thing know that they have committed a major crime in Lingu, so of course they will not admit it easily. They still think that Wang Teng is the stupid son from before.
"good."
Chen Qingyan's eyes were dark.
