Ling Yingxi threw herself into Xiaoyue's arms and couldn't help crying.

Two months later, under the wide competition venue, thousands of heads were shaking in a dark manner.

Today is the day when all the foreigners are trained to test the level. Even those who do not work hard will work hard today in order to get a good grade and be assigned to an easy position.

Some disciples of the Ling family will also come here to watch and get to know the group of teenagers who are qualified to be written into the genealogy.

Ling Xi and Ling Xiaojie sat in the corner. Ling Xiaojie nervously held the wooden sign in the palm of his hand and said to Ling Xi: "My heart is still pounding now. I was excited all night yesterday, but it is not yet well."

Ling Xi was lowering his head and playing with the wooden stick in his hand, swaying it around, without any sign of worry.

Ling Xiaozheng's eyes searched on the high platform in the distance. There was the place where the senior executives of the Ling family were, and they also selected the servants who were qualified to be the Ling family.

Usually, people who are qualified to become members of the Ling family when they are in the fourth stairs of Mozhijing are usually qualified to be a member of the Ling family. After all, those who can reach the fourth stairs at the age of 16 are considered to be talented across the country.

"Look! Ling Yingxi!" Ling Xiaozhe shouted.

Ling Xi heard that the wooden stick in his hand had lost balance and fell to the ground. He didn't care about the bamboo stick and looked up at the platform.

Ling Yingxi followed a middle-aged man to the platform, Ling Li walked out from the side, ran two steps and stepped on the vertical wall dozens of meters above the platform.

There was a noise in the field below, and a person beside Ling Xi and the others said disdainfully: "Isn't it just to turn up? What's the point of showing off? Those who are above the sixth level of the Mozhi Realm can do it easily."

Another glance at him and said, "Do you really know or not. Lingli is the strongest man in our generation. He doesn't practice the power of the Dharma body with our group of servants. He is a master of cultivating the power of the soul. It is rumored that he reached the peak of the tenth stage of the Mozhi period a year ago. He hasn't taken action in this year, but he must have broken through. The spiritual cultivation realm is not found in the country."

Ling Li climbed up to the platform and leaned over to say to the middle-aged man: "Father."

The middle-aged man responded and said, "Sit down."

Ling Li sat on the right side of the middle-aged man and looked at Ling Yingxi. Ling Yingxi looked at the sea of ​​people in the distance, constantly searching for something.

Ling Li asked, "Sister Yingxi, what are you looking for?"

Ling Yingxi responded quickly, withdrew her gaze and said, "It's nothing."

Ling Li smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. After all, we are also a family. I will definitely help you with whatever you want."

Ling Yingxi thought for a while and said, "It's the Ling Xi who I asked you to help two months ago. Do you still remember him?"

Ling Li had closed his eyes, and opened his eyes a few seconds later and said, "He is in that corner on the right side of the 123rd row."

"Thank you." Ling Yingxi immediately turned her eyes and indeed saw the familiar face.

Ling Xi was also looking at Ling Yingxi at this time. When he saw Ling Yingxi looking over, he quickly turned his head.

A complicated emotion appeared in Ling Yingxi's heart. Ling Li's mouth was shaking a smile and said with some joking words: "Sister Ying Xi, what can that servant make you so worried?"
Chapter completed!