Among the clouds, Zhong Wen was riding on the bald eagle, overlooking the Wen Dao Academy below, with a look of shock on his face.
Just hearing the word "School Palace", he made up the image of a magnificent and domineering palace, but the scene of the holy land in front of him was completely different from the picture he imagined.
The so-called "Wen Dao Academy" is actually located deep in the mountains.
Among the rolling and lush mountains, there are small courtyards in the east and one in the west. They seem to be independent courtyards, but there are some mysterious and unspeakable connections between them.
At the highest point of the mountain, there is a small palace, which is simple and elegant in style, without any gorgeous decorations. It is looming under the mist of spiritual power that is so rich that it has almost turned into substance. It has the atmosphere of a heavenly palace surrounded by fairy spirit.
As it approached the academy, the bald eagle seemed to have encountered some resistance and could no longer move forward.
"What's wrong?" Zhong Wen gently patted the back of its neck and asked curiously.
"I have a feeling that if we fly further, something terrible will happen." The bald eagle replied truthfully.
"Then let's go down!"
After all, it is a sacred place. With a supreme being like a saint, it is natural that people will not be allowed to fly freely in the sky. Zhong Wen expressed his understanding of the feelings of the bald eagle.
One person and one eagle landed at the foot of the mountain. Zhong Wen patted the big eagle on the back: "Wait for me to come back!"
Then, he took long strides and walked quickly towards the entrance at the foot of the mountain.
As he got closer and closer to the mountain gate, he could clearly feel that the concentration of spiritual power was gradually increasing. Although it was not as high as the Piaohua Palace where he had buried six "spirit gathering patterns", the difference was not obvious.
Soon, two mountain gates, one large and one small, appeared in front of Zhong Wen. The large one on the left was eight feet high and four feet wide. There was a long queue in front of the door. At a glance, there were men, women, old and young, scholars, farmers, merchants, and so on.
There were actually people from all walks of life and industries mixed in there.
The small mountain gate on the right is only large enough for one person to pass through, and there is a stone tablet half a person high standing next to it.
There is a huge stone sandwiched between the two mountain gates, about one person tall and two people wide. On top of it sits an old man with white hair and white beard sitting cross-legged.
Zhong Wen came to the front of the boulder in three steps and two steps at a time. He looked up and saw the white-haired old man with a peaceful face and half-closed eyes. His figure was slightly stout, especially the bulge in his lower abdomen, which made him have a fairy-like appearance.
There is a touch of human fireworks in his temperament.
"Line up on the left!" Sensing Zhong Wen approaching, the old man did not open his eyes, but slowly uttered four words from his mouth.
"Old man, I would like to see a Taoist saint. Can you recommend me to him?" Zhong Wen could not sense the old man's cultivation at all. He knew that he was definitely a spiritual leader, so his attitude was very respectful.
"Do you want to see the saint?" The white-haired old man seemed not to have expected Zhong Wen to say this. He finally opened his eyes and was slightly surprised, "Is there an invitation from the saint?"
"No." Zhong Wen said honestly.
"Since there is no invitation from the saint, then please come back." The old man smiled and closed his eyes again, thinking that he was an ignorant child. "If the saint had not taken the initiative to invite you, you would not have been able to see him."
Such a big show!
"This is a big and urgent matter." Zhong Wen complained in his heart, but his face remained respectful, "I hope my father-in-law will be accommodating."
The white-haired old man said nothing, as if he did not intend to have any more useless discussions with this ignorant child.
In the long queue outside the tall mountain gate on the side, waves of jeers could be heard faintly.
"Little brother, this is your first time in the Holy Land, right? You still don't understand the rules here." A middle-aged man dressed as a businessman couldn't bear to see him being ignored by the old man, and introduced him kindly, "Wen Dao Academy. An expert must be addressed as 'Master', and the senior guarding the mountain gate is Old Master Liu Ji."
"That's it." Zhong Wen said with a look of surprise on his face, "I was rude."
"In addition, Wendao Academy collects ancient books, ancient spiritual weapons and other rare treasures all year round. At the same time, it will look for seedlings with good qualifications and good understanding in various parts of the Daqian Empire for cultivation." The middle-aged businessman continued, "I want to To enter the Holy Land, you need to prepare the corresponding resources and queue up here to be interrogated. If you pass the review, you can go in and broaden your horizons."
"After entering, can I see the saint?" Zhong Wen nodded frequently and accepted the teachings humbly.
The crowd burst into laughter.
"How is that possible?" The middle-aged businessman also shook his head helplessly, "When you enter the academy, you can only walk around on the ground floor. The saint's palace is located on the top of the mountain, far away."
"Is there no other way?" Zhong Wen said unwillingly.
"If you say no, it's not true. Have you seen the stone tablet next to the small door?" A scribe in white next to him said with a smile, "This is not an ordinary stone tablet. It contains complex mechanisms. It is said that as long as you answer the questions on the stone tablet, , he will be regarded as a distinguished guest of the Holy Land and can freely enter and exit the palace. Except for the saint's palace on the top of the mountain, he will not be able to go anywhere."
"Oh?" Zhong Wen's eyes lit up, "Is there such a good thing?"
"Little brother, don't listen to him." The middle-aged businessman couldn't stand the white-clothed scribe teasing Zhong Wen, so he reminded him, "On top of this stone tablet are questions about ancient divine literature. I heard that you need to answer ten questions correctly to pass. , every question is extremely difficult, even the students from the Academy have never been able to pass the ten levels. The so-called VIPs of the Holy Land are just a gimmick."
"Don't talk nonsense." Old Man Liu's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and he glanced at the middle-aged businessman with some displeasure, "The test in the Holy Land is fair and just, and it all depends on one's personal attainments in theology and literature. Why is it a gimmick?"
"Yes, yes." The middle-aged businessman suddenly sweated on his forehead and nodded repeatedly, "I made a mistake, Master, don't blame me."
"Thank you, brother. My name is Zhong Wen. If you encounter any trouble in the future, please come to Qingfeng Mountain Piaohua Palace to find me." Zhong Wen clasped his fists at the kind-hearted middle-aged businessman, turned around and strode towards the stone monument on the side of the small mountain gate. .
"Brother Ma, you are so kind, but others don't seem to appreciate it." The scholar in white sneered, "It seems that this little brother Zhong is quite confident and wants to take a chance on the title of 'Dignified Guest of the Academy'."
Seeing that the persuasion was ineffective, the middle-aged businessman sighed and stopped worrying. He turned around and was about to concentrate on queuing, when suddenly a thought came to his mind: "Zhong Wen? Could it be that 'Miracle Doctor and Demon Chef' on the list of heroes?"
Zhong Wen came to the stone stele and saw the words "Bieyoutian" written in Chinese characters on it. There was a sunken grid between "you" and "天". Under the stele, there was a square stone of the same size as the sunken place. Each piece has a Chinese character engraved on it, and there are more than 200 pieces.
Isn’t this... crazy guessing of idioms?
Instantly understanding the question maker's thinking, Zhong Wen recalled a popular mobile APP in his previous life, and felt a little dumbfounded.
If you don't understand the ancient sacred texts, it is not easy to get one of the more than two hundred stones. If you get it right ten times in a row, if you are not a child of luck, it is absolutely impossible, but it can be considered fair and just.
However, for Zhong Wen, who is from China and still has a "Xinhua Dictionary" hidden in his mind, this stone tablet is undoubtedly a farewell title.
It seems that after "Yuantong Bank" and "Shengyu Trading Company", I will have another VIP status!
Zhong Wen sighed and kept groping among the stones below, and soon found the word "hole". Without saying anything, he pressed against the groove on the stone tablet.
It is true that the ignorant are fearless, and a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!
Old Master Liu looked at Zhong Wen who was standing in front of the stone tablet in deep contemplation. He couldn't help but recall his own youth. He was deeply touched, and his contempt for him was actually much lighter.
He shook his head and was about to close his eyes and continue to relax when a "click-click" sound suddenly came from his ears.
Actually got it right!
Old Master Liu's eyes widened with a look of horror on his face. This sound was exactly the sound of the internal machine of the stele operating to change the question after answering a question correctly.
The team in front of Gaodashan Gate was also in an uproar.
"This boy actually answered one question correctly!"
"At such a young age, he has such attainments in theology. It's really hard to judge by appearance."
"It's been a long time since I've seen the stone tablet moved. I can't even remember the last time it was."
"This young man has a bright future. Brother Ma has formed a good relationship with him!"
"It's just a question, maybe I'm confused?" The scribe in white was not convinced.
"That's probably not the case. I think this guy was very confident when he was looking for stones, and he didn't look like he was just picking at random." The businessman surnamed Ma shook his head and made a judgment in his mind.
At this time, the words on the stone tablet had changed to "Deadwood Spring". There was a gap between "wood" and "spring", and the ground below suddenly opened to both sides. The stone used to answer the first question The stones were actually put into the underground mechanism. After a while, a new batch of stones appeared again.
Isn’t this a mahjong machine from another world?
Looking at the mechanism for replacing stones, Zhong Wen had a sudden thought. It seemed that there was no mahjong in this world yet. If he could invent it...
Shaking his head, he threw these distracting thoughts away. He rummaged around among the newly appeared stones in a hurry. After a moment, he lifted up a stone with the word "Feng" engraved on it and embedded it into the Among the stone monuments.
With the sound of "click", the words on the stone tablet changed again.
Right again!
This little guy has something!
At this time, Old Master Liu no longer had the slightest intention of looking down upon him, and stared at Zhong Wen's movements with bright eyes without blinking.
"Damn it, you got it right again!"
"This young man is amazing!"
"The 'Miracle Doctor and Demon Chef' who is ranked ninth on the Great Heroes List also seems to be named Zhong Wen. Could it be the same person?"
"It's very possible. I heard that the 'Miracle Doctor and Demon Chef' is very young and looks to be less than twenty years old."
"No wonder he was so loud just now and asked you to go to Qingfeng Mountain to find him. It turns out that he is one of the top ten heroes of Daqian. At this age, he will definitely be an upright person in the future. Brother Ma, you are just kindly reminding him. After just a few words, I got the friendship of a future giant, which is really a good deal!"
"Brother Li, do you still think that this little friend Zhong is being deceived?"
The scribe in white was ridiculed by the people next to him, his face turned as red as pig liver, and he said nothing.
Just when everyone was talking about it, the sound of "clicking" came from the stone tablet again. It was the phenomenon caused by Zhong Wen's cracking of the third question.
Old Master Liu, who was originally sitting on the boulder, opened his mouth wide, and his body flashed and landed behind Zhong Wen, watching his every move closely, for fear of missing any details.
Zhong Wen completely ignored the sounds around him, and his expression was as relaxed as he answered the questions, as if he were eating and drinking.
The fourth question, the fifth question, the sixth question...
From time to time, the crowd erupted in exclamations such as "Holy shit!" and before they knew it, the ninth question appeared on the stone tablet.
The title is "霑魔鉉" with three extremely complicated Chinese characters. There is a gap between "enchantment" and "鉉".
How disgusting!
If a smart person saw it, he would definitely look for words with similar images among the stones. However, how could the person who asked the question be unprepared? Among the stones below, there are many "郃", "魭", and "kui" These confusing options made even a modern man like Zhong Wen feel dizzy for a moment.
After carefully examining it for a long time, he raised the stone with the word "魍" engraved on it and slowly pressed it towards the stone tablet...