Xu Qingshuang sat at the end of the bed, motionless.
Liang Hongbo, however, held a bronze mirror and kept an eye on Xu Zhenyun's changes. He used the bronze mirror to report to the Hongfa Hall every half an hour.
As time passed, Liang Hongbo became more and more energetic, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and they were bloodshot.
With Liang Hongbo's meritorious deeds, even if he didn't sleep for ten days, he would not be in such a situation.
The reason for this is that he is experiencing suffering that he has never experienced before in his life.
Xu Zhenyun's "special recommendation" votes came from Su Yuhan and Ji Xiaohua, but the cause and effect of the whole incident was caused by Liang Hongbo.
If Xu Zhenyun really died in the Liuhe Linglong Pagoda, it would be shameful for Hall Master Ji and Supervisor of Shendu to make the two rising stars of the Jin Dynasty lose face; the Jin Dynasty's move of postponing the assessment of the Star Ruins secret realm for half a day will also cause problems for the other two major immortal dynasties and
He became a laughing stock among the monster clan; at the same time, the "Inheritance of Xu Fengzhi" carried by Xu Zhenyun will also disappear.
Triple cause and effect is not something Liang Hongbo can afford!
In the past thirteen days, his state of mind has experienced a great change, no less than the changes that the Xu family encountered when he came to visit thirteen days ago, from despair to hope.
The moment the image of the "Liuhe Exquisite Tower" was revealed in the bronze mirror, Liang Hongbo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He spent the darkest and muddled ten days in the Hongfa Hall; but three days ago, he saw that Xu Zhenyun's spirit and body were still intact.
Belonging to the small group of people who can persist to the very back, Liang Hongbo's heart sparks again.
It's already the last day.
Hopes are getting bigger and bigger - if Xu Zhenyun succeeds in coming out of the Liuhe Linglong Tower, then everything will turn around and Liang Hongbo, who made the prompt decision to make all this happen, will actually achieve an unparalleled feat.
Liang Hongbo still has eleven paths left, and his potential has not yet been fully realized; if he gets full support from the upper echelons of the Jin Dynasty, he may not have no hope of taking one step or even two steps forward!
Shocking bad news may suddenly turn into shocking good news!
Thinking back to thirteen days ago, when he first met Xu Zhenyun, his enthusiasm and concern were indeed just a matter of "human kindness"; but at this moment, he and Xu Zhenyun had truly become a people of honor and shared weal and woe.
No one hopes Xu Zhenyun can succeed more than him.
This wonderful connection of fate made Liang Hongbo's enthusiasm for Xu Zhenyun suddenly become real.
"Hope is getting bigger and bigger... We must hold on to it, nephew Zhenyun... no, brother Zhenyun, brother Zhenyun, ancestor Zhenyun..."
Liang Hongbo gritted his teeth, his expression suddenly ferocious.
A trace of hope swam in his heart, both longing and fearful; like a flame in the dark, he was always worried that it would go out at any time. Liang Hongbo really wished that someone would give him a stick on the back of his head, so that when he woke up, he would know the result directly.
But this is unrealistic. He must bear this suffering.
At this moment, Xu Qingshuang suddenly raised her head and shouted: "Dragon Envoy..."
Liang Hongbo was startled and found that his thoughts were disordered and he had been distracted for a long time. Seeing the expression on Xu Qingshuang's face, which was mixed with joy and anger, his heart suddenly tightened and he said loudly: "What's going on?"
Xu Qingshuang's voice trembled slightly: "I seem to see... this little brat's eyebrows twitched?!"
Liang Hongbo suddenly leaned over and stared at Xu Zhenyun, less than three inches apart.
Xu Zhenyun slowly opened his eyes.
Then--
Xu Zhenyun shouted and leaned back suddenly!
…
The main hall of Koboden Hall.
On the seven-star high platform on the twenty-eighth floor, Dean Wenhua sat at the top; Vice Dean Quan Miaoyan and Chen Hanfeng sat on the left and right.
A temporary seat was added on the high platform for Ji Xiaohua, who stayed here and refused to leave.
Immediately below the high platform were two joint gatherings, with a total of eight people present, including the "Master Ye".
A three-foot-long jade case is placed below, with three rows on the left and right, with seven to eight seats in each row. On the table are placed a jade high-necked crane-billed wine flask, a five-light jade cup, and a red-colored jade cup.
The green color is bright and the shapes are strange, especially the fruits with green leaves and dewdrops.
Dean Wenhua frowned slightly.
The situation in front of me was unexpected.
On the eleventh and twelfth days, Liang Hongbo sent back the news at the same time. Xu Zhenyun was still in good spirits and physically intact. Dean Wenhua really raised the expectation that this person could create miracles.
If so, it is the great fortune of the Jin Dynasty!
This "Pengcheng Banquet" hosted by him will definitely become a good story.
But it was already dusk, nearly thirteen full days; Xu Zhenyun was neither dead nor out of bounds.
Could it be that new changes have occurred and I am trapped in them?
He could make an exception and wait until the thirteenth day, but he could not continue to wait beyond the deadline. After all, the "Pengcheng Banquet" was just postponed for three days for an excuse, and no changes could be made no matter what.
As soon as he thought of this, Dean Wen said loudly: "Start the banquet."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ji Xiaohua, who was sitting alone on the edge, holding a bronze mirror in her left hand.
Ji Xiaohua turned a deaf ear and drank alone. Unexpectedly, she didn't object.
Chen Hanfeng snorted coldly.
Under the seven-star high platform, Hall Master Ye no longer had any doubts and immediately shouted: "Start the banquet!"
After three or four breaths, thirty or forty young people waiting outside the jade pillar hanging in the sky in the south entered the queue one after another. The first one was Xiang Tianwen; Li Changqing, the scholar in white, the girl with yellow braid and others followed closely behind
.
Xiang Tianwen glanced around and saw that the place was empty and no one else had taken the seat in advance. He immediately raised his head and hummed as if breathing out his nostrils.
The young men behind him looked around and saw no one around, but their expressions were different - some were natural, some were gloating, and some were angry and dissatisfied.
There were also a few people who had a hint of regret in their eyebrows.
After the young people sat down, a middle-aged man wearing a red and black uniform and a square mountain crown came out and came to the position between the seven-star platform and the seats below. Each hand held a slender wooden stick more than two feet long.
He waved it vigorously in the air and said loudly: "Li - Le -"
This man was very energetic, and his voice was long and lingering.
Suddenly, a melodious bell sounded between heaven and earth.
Many young people were stunned and quickly looked around, only to see that there were no musical instruments around. The sound of the bell seemed to come out of thin air with no end in sight.
Xiang Tianwen rolled his eyes, as if he was disgusted by how strange everyone was.
Although this is the main hall known as the "Propaganda Hall", it is actually the same as sitting on the ground on the top of a mountain. But after a moment, the young people discovered that the scenery in front of them had changed!
The green grass on the ground, at some point, turned into the flowing form of bright blue water, which was extremely smooth, as if you were in a green pool; after a while, it was outlined into lines again, as if it had turned into blue square floor tiles.
The twelve magnificent white jade pillars on the top of the mountain were originally half made of square bricks and half empty, with a scattered layout; but now, the empty half was suddenly filled with translucent crystal entities, as if the air had suddenly condensed into
blue ice cubes!
The neat hexagonal tiles and the crystal-clear "ice bricks" are intertwined, bringing great visual impact.
I suddenly looked up at the dome. Thin golden silk threads, like an umbrella cover, were "built" on the twelve white jade pillars. There seemed to be a translucent water film between the threads.
After the "roof" was built, all the golden threads came together to form a bright moon.
"Hongfa Hall" has really become a grand hall in an instant, half virtual and half real, fantastic and magnificent; a perfect harmony has been achieved between the power of artificial ax chisel and the virtual image of supernatural power, which can truly be worthy of the word "magical workmanship".
Li Changqing sighed: "It turns out that this is the style of the main hall of Hongfa Hall..."
The sound of mysterious bells and drums hanging between heaven and earth became louder and louder. On the green "green bricks" on the ground, a fish and dragon composed of golden lines suddenly appeared. It seemed to jump up from the sky gate from the cold pool of clear water, carrying a load of food on its back.
Bamboo baskets and dinner plates filled with all kinds of delicacies, melons and fruits, were delivered to each jade table in turn.
After all the fish and dragons completed the task of delivering food, they did not leave. Instead, they gathered together in the gap between the six rows on the left and right, singing and dancing in harmony with the ubiquitous bells and drums in the temple.
The water and the moon penetrate the Zen silence, and the fish and dragons listen to the Sanskrit sounds.
This time, even Xiang Tianwen's pupils dilated slightly.
Although the scene in the distance is majestic, it is not as shocking as what you see up close.
This fish and dragon is clearly "composed" of golden lines, but it feels inexplicably real to people; and the "line" fish shape is carrying a completely solid bamboo basket and dinner plate, which really makes it look like an inversion of reality.
Wonderful flavor.
A quarter of an hour later, the sound of bells and drums stopped, and Dean Wenhua stood up and raised a glass of wine.
All the young men quickly stood up together.
Dean Wen’s voice was calm and gentle:
"Everyone, today's banquet is the first step on your splendid road, or is it the most glorious pinnacle in your life? Whether it is success or failure, the road is long, everything is not finalized, and you have to write it yourself.
"
All the young men were shocked when they heard this.
Yes, the dean of Fang Chenyuan presided over it, and the two vice-deans were separated on the left and right. Except for those who had official duties, eight of the twelve deacons were present. Is such a battle common?
Those who have passed the assessment of the "Star Ruins Secret Realm" can certainly be regarded as Taoist elites; but we may not dare to say that everyone can cultivate to level five or above. There are always those whose potential is not as good as expected.
Even if you reach the fifth or fourth level, you are still far away from the dean and deputy dean of Fang Chen Academy.
For the vast majority of the disciples present, this moment is the most glorious moment in their lives.
Dean Wenhua's two simple words did not encourage him blindly. Instead, they sounded like pouring cold water on him, making everyone present suddenly realize that the road ahead was difficult and the road was difficult to find.
Only a few people, including Xiang Tianwen, remained unmoved and remained firm!
Dean Wenhua sat down and gestured to the side.
Vice-President Quan Miaoyan stood up slowly. Her blue robe and blue lips were very suitable. On her right wrist, there happened to be a delicate blue belt hanging two inches wide.
The young men glanced at Xiang Tianwen, with jealousy hidden in their eyes.
This is the last step before the official "opening of the banquet", which is to award the disciples who have passed the assessment of the Star Ruins Secret Realm with the ribbon of honor.
There is only one ribbon, and one person is selected from among the disciples to receive it as a representative. There is no doubt that this "representative" is naturally the most outstanding one among the current disciples.
Xiang Tianwen ranked first in the martial arts category in the national election, ranked first in the pre-selection assessment of the Star Ruins Secret Realm, officially entered the "Xuanhe Wing Realm" ranked first among the nine wing realms, and was the last to leave the realm.
This representative qualification belongs to him alone.
The expression on Xiang Tianwen's face looked calm, but in fact he was just trying to hide his pride at the corner of his mouth, and at the same time he puffed up his chest slightly.
Vice-President Quan Miaoyan looked around and said loudly: "Passing the Star Ruins Secret Realm is something worthy of deep remembrance. This banner represents the ribbon, which is presented to the disciple who performed best in the Star Ruins Secret Realm assessment this time..."
At this moment, the bronze mirror in front of Ji Xiaohua glowed with dazzling light.
Liang Hongbo's voice, which was seventeen times louder than killing a pig, interrupted Quan Miaoyan's words and echoed in the Hongfa Hall:
"Xu Zhenyun is back!"
"Xu Zhenyun is back!"
"Xu Zhenyun passed the Liuhe Linglong Tower assessment and is back!"