Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 10 Trial
Tong Yan thought that his waist would be sore and his legs would be weak for several days, but he didn't expect that he would be fine after taking the medicine and sleeping.

Not only is it better, but I even feel as light as a swallow.

She sat up from the bed and gently pushed Ling Yu who was sleeping next to her.

There was only one bed in this small courtyard, and the two of them naturally shared the same bed.

Ling Yu didn't say anything, and Tong Yan just happened to be very happy.

She is a princess, and she has lived alone in a huge palace since she was a child, surrounded by many servants accompanying her.

But none of them were her friends.

Sometimes I heard from the daughter of the prime minister's family that she would sleep with her close friend, and the two of them talked until dawn without feeling sleepy.

She is envious.

Now she also has her own friends, although she doesn't like to talk.

"Get up, Ling Yu." Tong Yan said.

Ling Yu didn't sleep well, she opened her eyes immediately after being pushed.

She saw Tong Yan half-kneeling and half-sitting next to her sleepily, her soft hair resting on her shoulders, smoother than satin.

"Today we have to fill out the roster," Tong Yan said, "and then test the spirit root, which is the first test."

"Trial for what?" Ling Yu sat up.

"Talent." Tong Yan stroked his hair back to his shoulders, put on his shoes and got off the bed, "I will probably make a ranking according to the level of talent, for the elders to choose from."

"Is Wuyang Zhenjun also an elder?" Ling Yu asked.

Tong Yan walked to the dressing table and sat down, watching her from the reflection in the bronze mirror.

"Ling Yu, why don't you know anything?" Tong Yan said.

She felt that Ling Yu seemed to know nothing about the process of apprenticeship, but didn't she also come to the mountain to apprentice.

"Of course Zhenjun Wuyang is not an elder," Tong Yan said, "he is just a man of extraordinary cultivation, so he is qualified to receive his own disciples."

"Now in Mingjing Mountain, there are only three elders."

Yunhe, Yunding, Yunxia
She knew it.

These three people may not be far from Dengxianmen.

"The only ones who can accept the disciples of the courtyard are the real Shuci and the three elders," Tong Yan said, "If they are selected by the real Lord Wuyang, they will be considered his direct disciples."

"Although he is not a disciple of the Mingjing Mountain Academy, it is still a good way out."

Wuyang Zhenjun will break through the realm sooner or later, and when the gate of heaven opens, he will enter the 33rd heaven and become a happy god.

Then his direct disciple, one of them attained the Tao, wouldn't chickens and dogs ascend to heaven?

The disciples of the courtyard follow the elders to practice, and after a long time, they may be able to become elders and master sects.

Follow True Monarch Wuyang, then you can go directly to heaven.

Human sects are not worth mentioning.

It is also because of this that the people who are apprentices every year are almost breaking the threshold.

But to this day, Zhenjun Wuyang has not received his favorite apprentice.

Previously, there was a Hou Ye who had a high level of cultivation, illustrious military exploits, and the best in the world, who came to worship as a teacher, but was rejected by him.

There are also those who were born with auspiciousness and were born with great talents, who were destined to be immortals, but he also avoided them under the pretext of excuses.

Although weird, there are still many hard-headed people who come to worship every year.

Here you go, give it a try.

"Do you think we can do it?" Tong Yan asked.

She was also quite clueless, so many people in front of her were not favored by Zhenjun Wuyang.

One is that her talent is mediocre, and the other is that she is not a hard-working person who studies hard every day.

Her father asked her to come, just wanting her to practice some immortal techniques, if only she could live forever.

"I said no," Ling Yu asked, "Will you go home?"

"Of course not!" Tong Yan replied.

Ling Yu looked at her with the look of asking me why.

"Okay." Tong Yan picked up the comb and combed her hair in front of the mirror.

Ling Yu didn't know when she walked behind her, she looked at Tong Yan in the bronze mirror.

Many years ago, someone held her in front of a mirror and picked up a comb to comb her hair involuntarily.

He said that once you comb your hair, you will grow old;
He said that Er Shu's children and grandchildren are full;

He said that the three combs are inseparable from life to life.

True love is precious in the world, and she once thought that she was holding the pearl.

"Ling Yu," Tong Yan called her suddenly, "Come on, sit here."

Tong Yan was actually shorter than her, but when the little girl stood up and pressed Ling Yu against the stool, she couldn't break free.

"I'll comb your hair." Tong Yan smiled innocently.

The wooden comb passed through her hair, making her scalp a little crispy.

Tong Yan wiped some hair oil on the palm of his hand with his onion-like fingers, warmed it and then rubbed it on her hair.

The light floral fragrance lingers in the room, making people feel at ease.

The broken hair on the forehead was put away, and Ling Yu's face became more heroic.

She doesn't paint Yuan Shandai, her eyebrows are straight and straight, and her eyebrows are long.

The eyelashes swept upwards from the end of the eyes, and in the tired look, there was more frivolity that looked down on everyone equally.

She didn't mean it, but really thought so.

Tong Yan cleaned up pretty much, and even pinched Ling Yu's chin to make her turn her head to face him.

"You..." Ling Yu was on the verge of losing his temper.

She took a piece of lip balm and put it on Ling Yu's lips: "Take a bite."

Lingyu listened to her words in a strange way, and really took a day off.

Seeing that her complexion improved a lot, Tong Yan was very satisfied with her results.

"I guess you didn't sleep well last night," Tong Yan said, "Seeing that you seem to be in some kind of nightmare, I dare not wake you up easily."

"When I wake up in the morning, my face is so ugly."

After Tong Yan finished speaking, he went to change his clothes.

Leaving Ling Yu alone in front of the mirror.

Tong Yan tied a high ponytail for her, and the color of her lips was not colorful, but just a little more bloody, which made her look more energetic.

In fact, this little princess is quite careful.

"Ling Yu," Tong Yan said, "find the box over there, there are clothes my father and mother prepared for me."

Ling Yu walked over to open the unlocked wooden box, and the colorful silk and satin clothes inside were all neatly folded together, which dazzled her a little.

"The one on the right is for me to wear in three or four years." Tong Yan changed and walked out, "You choose what you like and wear it."

Ling Yu glanced at it, thinking of pulling her down.

The little princess likes to wear light colors, here is either light green and light yellow, or dark purple moon pink.

She had never been dressed so fancy.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Tong Yan came over and took out a set of azure clothes and stuffed them into her hands.

"Hurry up and change it," Tong Yan said, "If you don't go out, it's too late to go to the trial."

Ling Yu wasn't too pretentious, so she took the clothes and went to change.

She could tell that this was the least fancy of all Tong Yan's clothes.

Originally, she liked to wear dark or earth-colored clothes, just to not stand out in the crowd.

Now on Mingjing Mountain, the people here are all immortal, wearing plain shirts and light gauze.

If she walked through it in a black suit, she would look weird instead.

The strong never complain about the environment.

She has to go with the flow and blend in with everyone.

Seeing that she was dressed well, Tong Yan took her hand and walked out without saying a word.

"Let's go, go to the trial!"

　Qingjiao's newly promoted doctoral supervisor Wuyang Zhenjun

　　Average resume with no research experience Ling Yu
　　Worry about food and clothing water diploma Tong Yan
　　
　
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