"Brother Tang, are you okay? Woo woo!"

When the few people saw Tang Ming open his eyes, they were overjoyed.

When Nobita found Tang Ming in the secret room last night, Tang Ming looked really scary, his face was pale. If it weren't for the slightest breath, everyone would have died.

Tang Ming is now the backbone of everyone. If something really happens, they don’t know how to face the current situation.

"It's okay, it's just a little weak."

Tang Ming lies down and smiles reluctantly. He knows his condition best. He looks like the end of the day, but it is not very serious.

Xiaoyu's tears were like broken beads. Although she no longer sobbed, she could not stop her tears.

Tang Ming put his hand into his arms, took out a gentle inner armor shining with rays of light, and handed it to the little girl who was already crying in front of him.

"This is what Brother Tang specially gave to Xiaoyu. See, do you like it?" Tang Ming put the Tianluo armor on Xiaoyu's hand and reached out to touch Xiaoyu's head.

Everyone around him showed a look of surprise. This thing seemed to be an ordinary person at first glance. Tang Ming tried his best to lock himself in a secret room. Was it just to get this little girl in an inner armor?

Han Zhuang's eyes turned red. When Xiaoyu wanted to save Tang Ming at first, he obstructed him in every way. Now it seems that Tang Ming is indeed a person worthy of entrusting.

An envious look flashed in the eyes of the people around him, especially Nobita, who was almost drooling. After Tang Ming had been taught some common sense of cultivation these days, he naturally knew the value of this inner armor better than others.

Although Nobita showed naked envy in his eyes, his expression was clear and he had no desire at all.

Among all, when Han Xiaohuan saw the inner armor, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, but it was soon covered up by her.

Tang Ming did not notice the strangeness in Han Xiaohuai's eyes, and then comforted Xiaoyu softly, and then fell asleep in a drowsy manner again.

By the time he woke up again, it was already the second half of Yue Gao Xingming's.

Although his whole body was still a little sore, he could barely get out of bed and walk. Tang Ming opened the door and a gust of cold wind poured in from his neck.

In a corner of the back garden, some of the original bonsai and flowers here have been destroyed by Nobita, leaving a small martial arts venue alone.

It seems that Nobita was not idle during the period when he was in a coma.

Tang Ming flipped his hands and a long stick appeared in his hand. At one end of the long stick, the fusion of the divine phoenix flame and the erosion thunder formed a sharp spear head.

With his current ability, even if he can refine black stone, he cannot associate the black stone and the long stick together. He simply used the Divine Phoenix Flame and the Erosion Thunder to transform into a spear head according to the original experience of the Black Thunder Spear.

The body is like a ghost, and the shadow of the gun is flashing.

The spear in Tang Ming's hand turned into a dragon, turning the rivers and seas in this inch of land.

The violent energy was accurately controlled by Tang Ming within a distance of only a dozen steps, and no trace of it was leaked.

A moment later, Tang Ming had already put away his gun, but the phantom still flashed in the martial arts field.

"It's not enough, far from enough. If your growth is limited to this, then there is no point in your breakthrough realm and re-cultivation."

The voice of the weapon spirit came again. Facing Tang Ming's ghostly means, the weapon spirit not only did not have a trace of appreciation, but instead had a contempt in his tone.

Tang Ming also lowered his head and thought. This level of improvement was far from meeting his requirements for him. Just as the spirit said, if his growth was limited to this, what is the significance of his re-cultivation this time?

"How can we achieve the expected results?" Tang Ming thought for a long time and couldn't think of any other way to improve it, so he could only ask for help from the instrument.

"Don't worry, after your cultivation level exceeds the Chong Mai, I will teach you some methods to consolidate the foundation!" The weapon spirit said lightly, and then fell silent.

Tang Ming put away the spear in his hand and began to meditate and regulate his breathing in the lotus pond pavilion not far away to absorb spiritual energy.

Three days have passed in a flash, and today's Qingxia Town seems particularly lively, and everyone is flocking in one direction.

Among the crowds, not only were the indigenous residents of Qingxia Town, but also were some gorgeously dressed young people coming from all directions.

Everyone has a hint of hope on their faces. Today is the day when Qingxia Academy recruits apprentices. For ordinary people, stepping into Qingxia Academy is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step.

Unfortunately, there are thousands of young people taking the exam every year, but few people can enter the Qingxia Academy.

Understanding, talent, roots and bones...

Each one is selected from a hundred, and what can Zhou Cheng, the master of the Zhou family, become the most outstanding powerful person in Qingxia Town? It is because the Zhou family has just a student from Longcheng Academy.

In front of the Tang Mansion, a luxurious carriage was parked at the gate. Tang Ming took Nobita, Xiaoyu and Han Xiaohuan out of the gate.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely enter the school and find my mother back after learning the magic of immortality!"

Xiaoyu's tender face was filled with a sense of determination. Since she learned that her mother was still alive, she had an obsession in her heart.

"After entering the school, I can take my mother-in-law to Qingxia Town to enjoy her happiness..."

Nobita no longer had a smile on his face at this moment, and a rough face was filled with a faint sadness.

Mr. Han looked at his only granddaughter and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Whether he could enter the school was actually irrelevant to both their grandfather and grandson.

But the young master insisted on doing this. The only thing he could do was to manage the family well. Apart from this, he really couldn't think of anything else to repay his young master.

The carriage slowly drove out of the street. Tang Ming and Nobita sat on the edge of the car outside. A few young people who usually chattered were surprisingly silent at this moment.

Qingxia Academy is located in the center of Qingxia Town. It covers almost one-third of the entire Qingxia Town within a radius of ten miles. Tongtian Pavilion, located in the center of the school, looks towering in the distance.

The Qingxia Academy, which usually only takes two quarters of an hour, walked in a carriage for nearly an hour, and came along the way, and the bustling crowds were all heading in the same direction.

As a last resort, when Tang Ming and his team were still some distance away from Qingxia Academy, they had to get off the car, store the carriage in an inn, and then hike to the Academy on foot.

"My mother, how come there are so many people!"

Looking at the crowded gate of the school in front of him, Nobita swallowed his mouth with difficulty.

Among the crowd were all young people who had not yet reached the championship.

The meridian acupoints of the human body will quickly become depressed after the age of sixteen. People of Nobita's age basically have no chance of entering it again.

Before coming, Tang Ming and the others had already inquired. After Chen Shi, there would naturally be someone in the school to arrange the recruitment matters. Although it was still a bit early, the people around were already a little impatient.

At this moment, in Tongtian Pavilion of Qingxia Academy, a man in a purple-gold python robe sat on a seat carved from Lingxiang wood, staring at a jade gourd placed on the table in front of him.

This is the eighth floor of Tongtian Pavilion.

There are nine floors in Tongtian Pavilion, towering into the clouds. Each floor corresponds to people of different identities. Even the palace master of Qingxia Academy can only reach the fifth floor. It can be seen that the man in the purple gold python robe has an extraordinary identity.

After he exchanged this gourd from that little guy, he was attracted by the fairy wine in it, but he never noticed the seemingly ordinary green jade gourd.

However, at the moment when he recovered his cultivation, even some of the spiritual treasures pressing against him were shattered by the energy he emitted, but this extremely ordinary gourd did not move at all.

Then, driven by curiosity, he conducted a series of explorations on the gourd, but in the end he couldn't figure out what it was.

"Master, I have something to report to you!"

Just as he was thinking hard, a plain voice came from outside the attic. After putting away the jade gourd, the man waved his hand gently.

The vermilion door of the attic slowly opened, and a guard with a reserved sword flashed into it and knelt on one knee.

"What's the matter?"

Middle-aged men seem to be born with a superior aura, but a faint sentence shows supreme majesty.

"Master, the young man you asked us to pay attention to is now outside the Qingxia Academy, and he also brings a man and two women, as if he is here to take the exam!"

The guard with a knife had no nonsense and said everything he had made.

"Oh? He is here to take the exam too? Interesting!" The middle-aged man suddenly became interested when he heard that it was about Tang Ming.

After a little thought, the man said to the guard with a knife, "Tell the people in the trial to take special care of these people. I want to see how much he is!"

Then he waved his hand, and after the guard with a knife retreated, the majesty on the man's face disappeared, and he replaced it with a naughty look of a ruffian.

With a wave of his hand, the precious purple-gold python robe was taken off instantly. After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, the man found a dress of ragged clothes that were not much better than the beggar, put them on his body without any disgust, and turned around and went down to Tongtian Pavilion.

Time flies, the door of Qingxia Academy slowly opened, and a commotion came from the crowd.

More than a dozen young students with cultivation levels ranging from the peak of Chongmai to the middle stage of the acquired daylight, and then separated from the future all the people are on the list.

Tang Ming walked up curiously and found that it was nothing more than some problems within his name and place of origin.

Soon, it was their turn, and Nobita stepped forward.

"Name, hometown, age." The person responsible for registration is a Qingxia student with a cultivation level at the peak of Chongmai. Although she is only responsible for registration, she has a look of arrogance.

"My name is Han Daxiong, I am from Shangyu Village. I am twenty-two years old this year." Han Daxiong replied slightly crampedly.

"Unqualified, next!" The person in charge of the registration did not even look at Nobita. He just heard Nobita's age report and directly announced the result.

"What's the matter?" Nobita's eyes widened. Tang Ming once said that his current qualifications, not to mention Qingxia Academy, or Longcheng Academy, might be able to enter.
Chapter completed!