Chapter 23 Assessment 1

Since Ji Shangfeng, the second uncle, opened the small stove alone, Jiang Hanye's "Life Fist" has seen a better day, and it is getting closer and closer to the Mid-Autumn Night on August 15th. There are so many things that have happened to Jiang Hanye these days that he is a little overwhelmed.

Zhou Botao died, and Wei Changping went crazy and was picked up by his family. Jiang Hanye was the only one left in the Nuoda Yueweiyuan, while the ninth brother appeared even less. Jiang Hanye once doubted whether he had forgotten himself. But this is better. Anyway, Brother Jiu doesn't like him, and he doesn't like Brother Jiu. It's a blessing not to see him.

There are many bedrooms in Yuewei's courtyard. Jiang Hanye thought about it and decided not to live in the dark, damp small bedroom without windows. He chose a large room in the yard next to the left side of the guest hall, which is bright, dry and comfortable as a bedroom. After experiencing the initial loneliness, Jiang Hanye fell in love with such a life. Every morning, he got up early, cleaned the yard, went to morning classes, and then had breakfast. Then he returned to his residence to think about Wanshouquan by himself. He took a nap at noon and continued to go to the Five Star Hall in the afternoon. In the evening, he didn't come back exhausted until Hai. Unrestrained and free.

On the morning when Wei Changping was picked up, Jiang Hanye met them. It is worthy of being a prince and aristocrat. The team of Wei Changping's family came to pick him up was huge. The guards were fierce, and there were countless maids. At that time, Jiang Hanye stood on the edge of the road. When the car Wei Changping was riding passed by him, Wei Changping, who was already crazy, suddenly turned his head and looked at him. His eyes were fierce and clear, and he didn't look crazy at all. This made Jiang Hanye not sleep well for several days in a row. Every night, a nightmare woke up, and Wei Changping appeared in front of him. That look.

August 15 will arrive soon. The whole Wanjian Villa has a festive atmosphere, with colorful lanterns and joy. Of course, this is only shown by the residents outside the villa. The disciples living in the inner city are not like this. They are facing a dividing point at this moment, and everyone is worried about their own departure and stay. August 15 is the annual assessment time of Wanjian Villa. Disciples from all levels have to accept the assessment. The assessment results determine their going and stay. It is not that everything will be fine after passing the entry test. In the past, there was even a case that the disciples on the second floor were expelled from the division the day after tomorrow. The believers of Wanjian Villa are strict, which is one of the reasons why this ancient sect has stood for thousands of years.

The whole inner city is like a Tianzi city. The city is surrounded by various courtyards, which are the places needed for disciples to live, clothing, housing and transportation. There is a huge square in the center of Tianzi, which is the location of this assessment - Wanjiantai.

Early in the morning, after the morning class, everyone quickly had breakfast and walked to Wanjiantai, and Jiang Hanye also followed. The other disciples all partnered and whispered to each other, but Jiang Hanye was the only shadow.

When walking from the canteen to Wanjiantai, Jiang Hanye unexpectedly saw a familiar figure on the street. Tao Bo, who was holding a crutch but still wanted to climb up and down.

"Tao Bo!" Jiang Hanye greeted him from afar.

"Hmm!" Taobo still had that expression and hummed, "Some people are not hungry now, so they can't remember that there is a Taobo!" Poor my yard full of dishes, all dry and without water to drink..."

Jiang Hanye couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this. Wasn't the dish short of water when he didn't appear before? However, this old man is still very cute, Jiang Hanye thought.

"Tao Bo, I'm sorry, I'm really too busy..." Jiang Hanye explained.

"Hmm! I misread you! You are also a heartless thing!" After saying that, Tao Bo left with a stick.

Jiang Hanye knew that Uncle Tao was like this, so he didn't blame anything. He just secretly reminded himself that he would go to Uncle Tao's place to visit him today and water him by the way.

When the Wanjian platform arrived, Jiang Hanye was surprised that there was such an existence in the world.

The whole platform was originally floating in mid-air, with an area of about three points. The platform is tied in eight directions by eight thick-armed iron chains and firmly linked to the ground on the top of the mountain. In the center of the platform is a huge bronze ancient sword floating in the void. The ancient sword is surrounded by thousands of small flying swords, implying the Wanjian Villa, and all the swords are surrounded by a cloud-like white light, shining The eyes are bright. The whole platform is like a rising mountain. The bottom is jump, and there are unknown flowers and plants that survive tenaciously, but the upper part is as smooth as jade, shining warmly in the sun.

"So this is the Wanjiantai! It lives up to its reputation!" Jiang Hanye was originally an ignorant country boy. At this moment, when he saw this battle, his heart couldn't help but surge. For the first time since the entry school, he was proud to be a disciple of Wanjian Villa.

This is only an annual assessment. Although everyone is very nervous, there are not many elders present. Except for Ji Kuotian, there is only another man in his thirties, but the man's figure is hidden behind the light of the sword. Jiang Hanye did not see it clearly. In addition, he unexpectedly saw Ji Shangfeng, the second uncle, stands in the corner of the table. It turned out that Ji Shangfeng came as the judge of this assessment.

The first to be assessed are several disciples on the second floor. In the world of warriors, it is very rare to reach the innate realm, and it is rare to reach the innate second layer. This time, there are only five disciples who are lucky enough to participate in the congenital second-level assessment. They can be said to be elite figures among the contemporary disciples of Wanjian Villa.

The first person to come on stage was a young man with a jade tree in the wind. He looked like a twenties, with sword eyebrows and star eyes. He was tall, dressed in white, holding a silver sword in his hand and a pair of white boots on his feet. If he were a lotus flower, he was not stained with mud. Just looking at him, he was distracting and secretly shouted.

This disciple is Song Qingyun, the contemporary disciple of Wanjian Villa.

Song Qingyun was a disciple of the last foreign surname a hundred years ago. His qualifications were strange and hard-working. After entering the villa, he became a sharp and soon became a disciple of the owner and got the owner's personal**. After becoming a disciple, he made great progress. Not long ago, he just broke through the innate second level and successfully promoted to the second level of innate strength.

The dress Song Qingyun was wearing was also extraordinary. There was a shining light on the white brocade clothes, as if it were water ripples, showing colorful and looming in the sun. This dress also has its own name. It is called ice cloth armor. Thousands of years ago, the ice was woven with ice silk and added to it. It is not afraid of the cold and heat, water and fire. The ordinary acquired warriors can't penetrate the clothes and hurt it. Of course, this does not include the head. The ice cloth armor fell into the hands of the former owner of Wanjian Villa hundreds of years ago, passed down all the way, and was given to his beloved disciple Song Qingyun by the contemporary owner.

"Look, it's Brother Song!" As soon as Song Qingyun came to power, it caused a sensation under the stage. Those female disciples all showed peach blossoms, and the male disciples had a worshipful expression, which showed how important Song Qingyun's position was in the minds of the disciples of Wanjian Villa.

"His eyes have become calmer and clearer. He is simply a fairy bone, worthy of being the first son of our Wanjian Villa in modern times!" Someone praised it. Jiang Hanye watched curiously and listened. Today, he opened his eyes.

"I heard that if he can pass the assessment today, Master Zhuang will give him a sword. I don't know what kind of sword it is!"

"It will definitely not be worse than the ice cloth! Alas, it's a pity that we have been in the field for decades and are still wandering in the acquired realm. I don't know if we have a chance to enter the innate realm in this life..."

"Alas! Let's go! Otherwise, maybe I will leave the mountain gate next year." A disciple sighed.

Leaving the mountain gate means that you are no longer a disciple of the landlord, but go back to each family to find your mother.

Listening to the comments of the brothers, Jiang Hanye gradually became a little nervous. Their disciples only learned a Longevity Fist for more than 20 days, and they don't know how to pass the assessment?

"As long as you have a six-point god, the nine-fractal can pass the assessment!" Jiang Hanye echoed what the second uncle said during the extra class last night.

"Eighty-pointed, nine-fractal, simple to say, but how on earth can it be considered divine and tangible?" Jiang Hanye thought secretly in his heart.

"Hee! Get out of the way!" Just when everyone was nervous, suddenly there was a child's voice in the crowd. Hearing the sound, it was clear and loud, about six or seven years old. Jiang Hanye couldn't help thinking of his little brother far away in his hometown, so he couldn't help looking in the crowd. With a cold fluttering sound, a child fell at his feet.

The disciples were looking up at the stand and the elegant eldest brother. No one noticed that the child fell at his feet. Instead, Jiang Hanye tried his best to push away the crowded crowd and help the child up.

"Are you all right, little brother!" Jiang Hanye looked at the child and asked, and at the same time, he was also a little surprised. How could such a child sneak in at the gathering of disciples on the mountain? This may be a doll with the surname of Ji in the villa.

Look at the appearance of the doll, it has red lips and white teeth, and its hair is gathered on the top of its head with a small braid. It is wearing a pair of white knee-length shorts and a big red belly pocket around its chest. It looks like it is only five or six years old.

"It's autumn now, why does this doll still wear so little?" Jiang Hanye frowned.

"Thank you, little brother!" The child was also very polite. After being helped up by Jiang Hanye, he said with a smile. At the same time, he stroked the dust on his body carelessly and didn't care that he broke a piece of skin on his knee.

"Brother, don't be naughty. Dad will scold you carefully!" At this moment, another girl walked away from the crowd and came over. She saw that the girl was really good-looking, with snow-white skin, dark eyes, duck egg face, almond eyes, and a red gauze skirt on her body. She was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, slightly taller than Jiang Hanye. Seeing that her eyebrows were nine points similar to the boy, it can be seen that she was Two siblings.