Chapter 12: Ten-order bone

At this time, the cloud clearing is undoubtedly the biggest focus of the audience.
Outstanding appearance, first-class talent, bones, a good family, these three points gathered in a girl can only form a thing.
Attractive!
That's right, at this time, almost half of the teenagers are looking at Yunqing, and the girls are envious.
And the eyes of Shangguan Qianzhi are all unadorned.
"I must get a nephew in this life, so a beautiful girl, how can the waste of Mu Feng be worthy now!"
Shangguan moved to the heart and secretly snarled.
On the platform of a six-story building next to the square, two figures were looking at the petites who had just left the crowd in the square.
"The girl is the daughter of Yunjia Yunhai?"
North Wang Ye Nan Hao looked to Yunqing faint road.
"Yes, Wang, this woman is still the fiancee of Mu Feng, but it is said that Yunhai has already retired the marriage."
Duan Qianmou said on the side.
"Oh, the cloud family is smart, seeing the situation, knowing that the relationship with Mu Jiaqing is early, um, that cloud is good, looks, talent, and the background is barely worthy of my family."
Nanhao smiled and praised Yunqing.
"That lord, you want to..."
Duan Qianmou heard the meaning of Nanhao.
"Well, after some time, you personally prepare a bride price to go to the Yun family to raise relatives. After all, the Yun family is also a weak force. It is very likely that it will be used in the future."
Nanhao gently shook his hand in the gold silk fan.
"Yes, the subordinates understand"
Nan Hao followed his gaze and looked at the square. He looked at the young boy of Mujia and said, "How? Are the people ready?"
"Wang Ye rest assured, this time is foolproof"
Duan Qianmou smiled confidently.
"Well, that would be fine, weeding to remove the roots, or the spring breeze will be born again."
Nanhao gently swayed the golden fan and said that the plain language is full of murder.
Soon, it was the people of Mujia, and Mu’s first one to measure the bones was Mu Qing.
Mu Qing cut the palm of his hand and pressed it on the milky white measuring tablet. The blood absorbed by the tablet suddenly illuminates the road.
A total of eight elements were lit up on the tablet.
"Mu Mu Mu Qing, eight elements of bone, qualified"
The registered disciple is drinking high.
"Oh, Qing Ge is not the second talent in the family, eight yuan bones, and the same talent as Shangguan Qianzhi"
"What is the second day, now is the first day, you forgot, that?"
There are Mu family disciples blinking at the last Mu Feng, another disciple stunned and said: "Yes, it is the first day, the first day."
Mu’s disciples are amazed, and many people think of Mu Feng, or sympathy or sarcasm.
Mu Qing also looked at Mu Feng with a smug look, and sneered out of the stage.
"The next mad!"
"Seven grades of bone, qualified"
The second is Mu mad, Mu mad measured seven yuan bone, is also a very high talent.
The Mujia disciples took turns to measure the bones, and most of them were qualified. Soon, the last one, Mu Feng!
As soon as he arrived at Mu Feng, many people cast their complex eyes on it.
"Hey, Mu Feng, I saw no."
"It is said that his Yuanmai and Zifu have been broken into ruins because of snoring. I don't know if it is true or false."
"Look, you should know the truth today."
According to the news that the national capital has been rumored, Mu Feng is already broken by the Yuanmai Zifu, and it has changed from genius to waste materials. Whether this news is a rumor or a fact of the Mu family, there should be a distinction, so many people will look at it. To Mu Feng.
Under the eyes of the public, Mu Feng took a breath and tried to be calmer.
He went to the monument, the dagger cut the palm of his hand, and the blood suddenly poured into the monument.
However, at this time, the survey of the monument is a change of protrusion, even the light of the blood.
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
............!
Eight roads
Nine!
Soon, all the nine lines are lit!
However, at this time, the yuan pattern has not stopped!
The tenth!
In the last, the tenth element of the line was lit up, and the monument also gave a glow, and the red light was like blood.
"What, this is!"
"Ten Yuan Yuan! This, this is..."
The people present at the scene sensationalized instantly. It is said that Zhou Zhi, the meta-bone talent is generally only nine! Only nine lines can be lit.
"Ten yuan! Spirit bone! It is a spiritual bone, and there is no one in the million."
The three college elders stood up all of a sudden, and two of them were excited. Only Zhao Heng, there was a gloom in the eyebrows.
"Ten yuan yuan, then, what is that talent?"
"Ling bones are the legendary bones, and Mu Feng is a genius with no one in the world."
The people in the square also boiled up.
Mu Feng was also a little surprised. What his father had tested for himself was the nine-yuan bone. How did it become the spiritual bone of the ten-yuan pattern?
Has your own bone evolved?
Spiritual talent, that is to cultivate the Wizards, absorb the speed of the heavens and the earth, the induction of the aura is several times the bones.
"Hey, the bones! Does the college have more enchanting geniuses?"
The named student was also shocked, and then he said: "Mu Feng, spiritual talent, combined..."
"And slow!"
Just as the student had to report to the test, a cold drink suddenly sounded.
It is Zhao Heng who speaks.
Zhao Heng came out and looked at Mu Feng, who was still on the stage. He said indifferently: "Mu Feng, I ask you, are you both Yuan Yuan and Zifu broken?"
As Zhao Heng’s words fell, everyone suddenly calmed down and looked at the teenager. They also wanted to know whether it was a fact or a rumor.
"Sure enough, is there a question?"
Mu Feng bit his lip and nodded.
"Yes, my Yuanmai and Zifu are really broken."
As Mu Feng’s words fell, there was a hot debate in the crowd below.
"Really broken"
"Oh, it’s a pity, it’s such a good gift, it’s a bone."
Many people sighed and said.
Linggu talent, it is very likely to become the strongman above Yuan Dan.
"That's right."
Zhao Heng nodded and ordered the student to say: "Give me the name of Mu Feng, he can't enter the Royal Academy!"
Mu Feng heard a change in his face, and he was most worried about coming, but he immediately ran his head and asked for a fist.
: "Excuse me, this is why, the rules of the college are very clear to you, only look at age and talent."
"why?"
Zhao Heng smiled coldly and said: "Your own Yuanmai Zifu is broken, you say why, talent is good, you can't make use of the military, the Royal College does not recruit waste waste resources!"
waste! waste!
These two words are heavily beaten in the heart of Mu Feng. Sharp and mean
Mu Feng clenched his fist and his body shook slightly. He naturally wanted to enter the Royal Academy.
There are some of the best teachers in Nanling, the exercises, the skills, the platform of cultivation, and he naturally wants to go in.
However, he knew that the broken Yuan was the biggest flaw in his life.
The things of the ancient Shurao can never be said, otherwise it will inevitably be paralyzed and bring danger to life.
He understands that he is guilty of his sin.