The Gufeng Summit Tournament lasts for three days, today is the second day, tomorrow is the top ten competition, and the leader will be decided tomorrow.
Chen Qingyan watched it all afternoon. From what he saw with his own eyes and from the words of those who were watching the battle, he discovered that most of the people who have perfected the technique are between thirty and fifty years old. They have experienced hundreds of battles and are fierce and decisive.
I have also heard that a few geniuses have perfected the practice of "Gu Yuan Gong" at the age of seventeen or eighteen. There are even great-grandsons of great elders who have astonishing "top-level" qualifications. They have a photographic memory since they were young and can draw inferences from one instance to another, which is something that will never be seen in a hundred years.
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".
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Later, he traveled with the Lingu caravan in Huangxie. He returned from the experience at the age of eighteen. It was rumored that he was arrogant and arrogant. He was no longer satisfied with this. He found another [fierce god] and practiced in seclusion, hoping to refine the two powers of gods and evil and become a god.
Evil monk.
When the surrounding outer sects talk about this person, they all call him - Yin Lin.
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 most likely 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 Valley Summit came to an end.
However, the battle between the upper-level monks was not over yet. The magical 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, is extremely dark. If there are more dark clouds, it is 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 so ignorant and stupid at the time that I had no feeling for this festival.
Chen Qingyan searched for his memory and walked on the wrong path for a long time before finally finding his way home.
After two hours like 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 the left and right sides. The stone pavement at the entrance is uneven and smooth due to being stepped on. There are five or six households 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 already 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 breathed out and knocked on the door.
There was silence in the house.
After a while, a woman with a greasy head 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 screamed 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. Before they could call out Brother Sheng, they were dragged away from the crack of the door.
Finally, behind the crack in the door, only two middle-aged men and women were left.
His eyes were cold and he kept trying to dissuade me.
He had absolutely 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 certain absurd guess 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 confusion and taking complete control of this body, I recalled all the past events, some doubts and 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 Lingu 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 I was taken away from my real home shortly after I was born, when my consciousness was at its most chaotic.
Chen Qingyan sighed.
At this time, the lights inside the house were bright, 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's face was pale and her body was leaning back.
The middle-aged man's mood changed suddenly. He gritted his teeth, opened the door, and stretched out his hand, trying to pull him into the house.
Pa~
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 man.
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 is a guess, the tone is 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 improving 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 Lingu's major crime, so of course they will not admit it easily. They still think that Wang Teng is the stupid son from before.
"good."
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