Prince Li Peiyan looked at the young monk walking towards the back of the academy, his brows slowly frowned, and there was an expression of hesitation on his face. The second floor of the academy was opened today, and he came to watch the ceremony on behalf of the royal family. The most important purpose was to
To ensure that the agreement could be realized without interference, I had never thought that the academy students could defeat Prince Longqing. However, no academy student from the Tang Dynasty had bravely stood up for such a long time. Instead, a young monk wearing tattered monk robes was able to snatch the victory.
Being at the front, as the Prince of Tang Dynasty, it is inevitable that he will be a little angry.
"Who is this monk?" he asked, frowning and looking at the official from the Ministry of Rites beside him.
The official of the Ministry of Rites raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead and replied softly: "The wandering monk from Yuelun Kingdom's Dadu Temple made an application in advance, so he was admitted to the hospital today."
Li Peiyan was slightly startled and wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.
Contrary to what the world imagines, when the second floor of the academy opens, it never cares whether those who want to go up to the second floor are academy students. The academy welcomes all challengers, regardless of nationality or school.
If you can enter the second floor of the academy, you will have the opportunity to meet the Master and receive personal teachings from the Master. This kind of treatment is like the nectar sprinkled by Haotian to the world, like the honey before the bee's eyes. No one can resist this temptation.
So many years ago, whenever the second floor of the academy was opened, young talents from Dahe or Yuelun Kingdom in the Southern Jin Dynasty would rush to the academy to try their luck. And the wonderful thing is that the disciples of these young talents
And their country has also remained interestingly silent on this matter.
The reason why these countries and sects remain silent is actually not complicated: they cannot extinguish from the bottom of their hearts the yearning of the young talents for the second floor of the academy. They believe that the Master’s character is as white as clouds and his mind is as generous as a mountain. They absolutely do not
They will use this to interfere in the internal affairs of other schools of practice. The more important reason is that they believe that the Master will treat all the disciples on the second floor equally and will never hide any secrets.
In this case, if these young talents from Yuelun and other countries in the Southern Jin Dynasty can really enter the second floor, they can not only learn the exquisite skills of the academy, but also establish some kind of close relationship between their sect and the academy, and even indirectly lead to
The Tang Empire showed a friendly attitude toward itself, so why didn't they remain silent?
It's a pity that the opening date of the second floor of the academy is uncertain, and there is very little talent selection. Over the years, most of the students on the second floor of the academy are still disciples of the academy, and there are only a few lucky ones from countries other than the Tang Dynasty. However, even so, it is still not possible.
Every time the second floor opens, young talents from all over the world come in droves.
The young monk from Yuelun Kingdom, who was wearing a torn monk's robe and wearing torn straw sandals, was probably one of these people.
The Xiling Temple, which considers itself to be the only authentic spiritual sect in the world and the spokesperson of Haotian, cannot be like those national sects and sneer without caring about face. Except for a certain fat young man who is unknown to the public, no one from Xiling has come to him in the past few years.
Many young people tried to enter the second floor, until today Prince Longqing came to the academy.
Not only did Prince Li Peiyan look a little ugly, but the professor of the academy who presided over the opening ceremony of the second floor also had an ugly face. Regarding the level of the current academy students, this Talisman Master who was hiding in a small building in the academy to meditate.
He doesn't know much about it, but in his opinion, since you are a student of the academy, there is no reason to cower like a rabbit and hide behind everyone at this moment?
Three more young practitioners from foreign countries bravely walked towards the back hill of the academy under the eager eyes of their companions. After being silent for a long time, the group of academy students finally became a little restless, and many people couldn't help but shout.
Their eyes were set on their spiritual leader Xie Sangongzi.
Xie Chengyun looked quietly at the distance of the crowd, looking at the young prince who seemed to have taken away all the glory in the world since he came to Chang'an City. He couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his mouth. He had been observing him and paying attention to him.
You are looking at the other person, but that person doesn't see you at all. How painful it is.
I have studied and practiced hard for so many years, and even abandoned my position as the most beautiful woman in the Southern Jin Dynasty. I came to the academy all the way, even if I coughed up blood, I had to climb up to the second floor. Isn't it just to become the master's direct disciple? However, all of this is useless.
Do you want to be in vain in front of your more powerful and dazzling peers?
Suddenly, the Third Young Master Xie, who came from the Southern Jin Dynasty and had been favored since childhood, remembered the two scoldings he heard in Jiuhe Bookstore, one from Her Highness the Princess of Tang Dynasty, and the other from Ning Que.
He looked back at his classmates in the academy, hoping to see Ning Que, but was a little disappointed that he didn't.
After a moment of silence, he thought about the nearly twenty years of hard study and diligent cultivation. A look of perseverance and relief gradually appeared on his face. He stood up, took a deep breath of air, and looked at Wang Yinghe beside him in Linchuan.
The classmates said forcefully: "This is our school, do we have to go up the mountain last?"
A happy smile appeared on Wang Ying's young face, she cupped her hands and said, "Brother Xie, I'll go with you."
All the students in the academy were excited and began to cheer softly. They walked along the road to send off the six students from the surgery department to climb the mountain together.
The slight commotion among the students in the academy only attracted some curious eyes. As for the Xiling Temple and the umbrella where the Yan State envoys gathered, no one looked at it. Everyone under the umbrella looked at it, and there were even many people outside the umbrella.
His gaze still rested on Prince Longqing, who was as beautiful and calm as a peach blossom in winter.
The small turmoil in Desheng Residence the day before yesterday has gradually spread. Many people know that Prince Longqing, who has a solemn and powerful position in the temple's Adjudication Department, suffered some small losses at the hands of an ordinary student in the academy. However, people who know the inside story know that,
Those are just meaningless gossips such as drinking and talking. These things are completely impossible to affect Prince Longqing's status in their hearts. As long as Prince Longqing has never really been defeated, then he will still be the perfect son of God.
Since the professor of the academy announced the mountain climbing, some young practitioners have been walking towards the back of the academy one after another. However, Prince Longqing has been silent, his eyes as quiet as a pond, always focused on the air in front of him.
"Long Qing, how long ago was it possible for you to be affected by such a small person?"
Prince Long Qing suddenly raised the corners of his lips slightly and said something silently in his heart. Then with his emotionless peripheral vision, he glanced at the guy hiding in the corner outside the crowd, and then slowly stood up.
Just the simple act of standing up caused excitement and discussion among the people around him.
"Prince Longqing is about to start climbing!"
"Will he be the one who climbs the highest?"
"Of course! For a strong man in the Dongxuan realm, I even believe he will climb directly to the top of the mountain!"
"Speaking of it, he is already a big shot in the Judgment Department of the Temple, but he actually has to take the exam on the second floor of the academy. The academy is really too self-rewarding. Can't we just give him a place?"
"I suspect that the Academy and Datang just want to take this opportunity to shock the Xiling Temple."
"With so many pairs of eyes watching, can the academy still cause ghosts during the mountain climbing?"
"How can the master recruit a disciple to do ghosts? People who think like this are really stupid!"
The low-pitched discussions around him reached Prince Longqing's ears very clearly, but there was still no expression on his perfect face, as if he didn't hear it at all.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, he raised his right hand and tapped his eyebrows, then raised his head and looked calmly at the scorching sun in the sky. The pious and compassionate expression on his face turned into calm, and then he walked towards the back of the academy.
go.
"I can't stand this kind of pretentiousness. The whole world knows that you are fierce and invincible, and they are all waiting to see how fierce and invincible you are. But in the end, you have to wait until the end, when everyone can't help but want to scold you. As a result,
Then he slowly stood up, dusted off his sleeves, lifted up his trousers, and put up a sword to pose, thinking he was squatting in a manhole?"
Chu Youxian suddenly appeared next to Ning Que at some point, startling him, and then Ning Que laughed at the long and mean ridicule, shook his head and said with a smile: "Acerbic, too acerbic.
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"You're welcome, you're rewarded." Chu Youxian looked at him and said with a smile on his face: "I didn't go in when I was in Desheng Residence that day, but I heard about what happened inside later. That's what you call real bitterness, and what I call directness."
"The difference is not that big." Ning Que said with a smile.
Chu Youxian looked at his academy classmates and Prince Longqing who were gradually disappearing under the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. He sighed and said, "It's a pity that in this situation like today, you can't humiliate that prince again... Speaking of which, our classmates also
You are such a petty fellow. You are clearly trying to save face for the academy in front of the Xiling and Yan people, but that bastard Zhong Dajun still talks like that. I think they are just humiliating themselves today."
"Daring to climb a mountain with Prince Longqing is considered courage." Ning Que said while looking at the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.
Today is a beautiful day in Haotian. The air is particularly clean and translucent. Under the blue sky is the clearest world. People's sight can be extended to very far away, and they can even clearly see the stone path in the mountain behind the academy.
After crossing the visually impaired area near the building on the horizon, the people who stayed in the academy saw that someone had already walked up the mountain path. The first person was the young monk, and then more and more people walked up the mountain path.
Shi Jing, Xie Chengyun and Shu Ke were also among them, and finally there was Prince Longqing's plain clothes.
Although the mountain is high and dangerous, it cannot be a real obstacle to these young practitioners. This kind of assessment really seems like a child's play as many people thought at first, but in fact, the second floor of the academy opens
, the master's assessment for selecting his direct disciples cannot be child's play, so the mountain road cannot be easy to walk.
When the young practitioners actually entered the Xiexie Mountain Trail, their speed suddenly became extremely slow. In the eyes of the audience, their bodies seemed to be tied to extremely heavy boulders at one of their joints.
Every step he took seemed so painful and strenuous, as if he was fighting against the entire world.
The young monk from Yuelun Kingdom seemed relatively relaxed, and there was only one person on the sloping mountain path who felt not affected in any way. He walked as usual, as if on flat ground, and had enough time to pass the fellow travelers one by one, with his sleeves slightly swaying under his shoulders.
Behind you, it doesn’t feel like you are undertaking some difficult challenge, but more like you are climbing a mountain to enjoy the scenery.