Chapter 20 Results Junior Sister Mu, you also passed.
Three days later, the results of the written test were announced.
Outside the gate of Qinglu, a large scroll slowly unfolded and hung in the air. One hundred and sixty-three names were arranged in order of academic performance for everyone to browse.
The names of the first eighty were bright golden, dazzling, while the names of the last eighty-three were dark gray.
Instructor Wu stood high above, looking down at the eager heads below, and said loudly, "The results of the written examination will be reviewed by all the instructors and examined one by one by Chu Ye of Fu Ri Peak. Anyone's answer sheet can be directly inspected. If anyone disagrees, please raise it immediately."
The disciples of the Tianzi class were only focused on the slowly unfolding scroll, and had no intention of listening to what the instructor said. It had been an old rule for many years anyway, and what they cared about more was their own ranking.
"Zhan Yao is still first place," Xu Huaiyan said, looking up at the two clearly enlarged characters on the first line of the scroll. "She finished the test in just two hours and still took first place. That's truly admirable."
"Senior Brother Xu is also very impressive," Mu Fuyun stood beside him and looked over with him. His eyes slid down and soon stopped at the three words "Xu Huaiyan" who was ranked second. "He is only slightly inferior to Senior Sister Zhan."
Xu Huaiyan felt a little embarrassed by the praise. Thinking about how he had been studying day and night recently, and how it took him nearly three hours to finish answering the questions on the test paper on the day of the exam, he felt that he should be more humble.
But then he thought about how Mu Fuyun's ranking was still unknown, and felt that he shouldn't be too pretentious, so he held back the words that were about to come out, and quickly continued to read on, looking for her name.
Chen Shao, Xu Lian, Liu Chengzhi, Zhou Su...
Among the top 20, more than half are students from Class A, only five are students from Class B and Class C, and the students from Classes D and E are completely absent.
For Class A, it should feel ashamed if it falls out of the top 20, while for other classes, they should strive for positions after 20th place, especially after 60th place, as the competition is extremely fierce.
Xu Huaiyan finished reading the list of the top 20, starting from the 21st and going all the way to the 55th, and finally found the three words "Mu Fuyun".
Afraid he had read it wrong, he checked it several times before finally smiling: "Congratulations, Junior Sister Mu, you passed too."
Compared to his happiness, Mu Fuyun was obviously much calmer.
"Not bad, it ranks higher than I expected."
She answered the last three questions too hastily, or even incompletely. She also did not answer the previous questions perfectly. According to her expectations, her ranking might be around 70th.
Unexpectedly, the result was fifty-five. It seems that these outer disciples, except for a few in Class A, are really not that good.
"Junior Sister Mu, there's no need to be modest. In my opinion, your ranking should be higher than this." Xu Huaiyan felt that he was the only one who had witnessed her learning and comprehension abilities in the past two months, and he gradually developed a blind confidence in her.
"Anyway, I finally passed. Next, I should concentrate on training and preparing for the martial arts test—"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sudden commotion among the disciples who were watching the results nearby.
Several disciples gathered together, pointing and discussing at the scroll hanging in the air. Their expressions changed from being slightly frustrated at first to becoming indignant, and even their voices became louder.
"...Is this really the result she should have achieved?"
"I don't believe it anyway. We've studied diligently in the outer sect for nearly four years, working diligently every single day, and yet we only get this kind of result. How could she do that?"
"Could it be that he also has the same ability as Zhan Yao?"
"How is that possible? We at least went through the outer sect selection and passed the test of talent and physique. But she was rejected by the headmaster and only got in halfway thanks to Senior Sister Chu-Mu!"
"Do you think she will be able to pass the written test this time by relying on this method?"
Their voices grew louder and louder, making it impossible for others to miss them. Without much thought, anyone could guess that the "she" they were referring to was Mu Fuyun.
Xu Huaiyan couldn't stand it anymore and was about to speak to stop it when he heard a stern female voice from the front.
"I thought it was someone else, but it turns out they're all ranked in the 70s or 80s," said Zhan Yao, who was about to leave after looking at the rankings. "What's the point of being jealous here? Anyway, you won't get the chance to enter the inner gate."
She has always spoken so bluntly. On weekdays in the outer sect, because of her extremely strong strength, everyone respects and fears her, and they dare not speak out.
But at this moment, the four-year outer sect career is coming to an end, and the result of the written examination is related to their future stay or departure, so those disciples are quite ready to risk it all.
"Zhan Yao, aren't you just taking advantage of your position as number one to make such sarcastic remarks? Yes, we don't have a chance to enter the inner gate, but we understand what is fair and what is moral!"
"The sect's rules state that the top eighty in the literary exam can proceed to the martial arts exam. Regardless of the results of the martial arts exam, we at least have the right to demand fairness in the literary exam!"
At once, dozens of disciples followed suit, most of them ranked after fifty.
Zhan Yao didn't care about the accusations these people made against her at all. Facing dozens of dissatisfied faces, she showed no fear at all. She just sneered and said coldly, "If you feel dissatisfied, then show us the evidence. What's the point of discussing it here?"
Those people were stunned, then turned around and faced Instructor Wu who was in the front. Their momentum immediately dropped.
Instructor Wu had also noticed the commotion here and was watching them.
They could still be arrogant towards their fellow disciples, but when it came to their teachers, they dared not even breathe a word and turned their eyes away, no one dared to step out.
Only the disciple ranked 81st, just one shy of the top 80, gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and said, "Please forgive me, Master, I, I would like to see the answer sheet of Mu Fuyun, ranked 55th."
For him, as long as there is a problem with the results of one person among the eighty people, he will have the opportunity to enter the martial arts test.
The answer sheets were all evaluated by the teachers. He felt that he had no room to question the results of others. Only Mu Fuyun, who had only studied for more than two months, had a little chance.
All the disciples' answer sheets could be checked on the spot by the other disciples. This was the rule that had just been agreed upon. Instructor Wu nodded in agreement with a calm expression, but in his heart he could not help but sneer at the disciples' comments just now.
Although these instructors do not have a high status in the sect and are not as high as Chu Ye, they can give him face in small matters, and will never be so confused as to lose the rules in big matters.
These ignorant disciples must be made to realize that they are indeed inferior to others in skills.
In front of everyone, Instructor Wu waved his hand lightly, and the scroll belonging to Mu Fuyun in the mustard seed bag quickly jumped out and unfolded in front of everyone.
Zhan Yao stood in front and was the first to see the words written on the scroll.
After just two or three glances, she realized that although this answer sheet had many omissions in her opinion, it was not an exaggeration to say that it ranked 55th among all the outer disciples.
Can such a level really be achieved in just two months?
A complex thought flashed in her eyes, and then she sneered and looked back at the disciples who were craning their necks to look at her: "You really don't know your own limitations."
When everyone heard this, they became curious about Mu Fuyun's answer.
The scroll was passed from front to back, giving everyone present a moment to read the writing clearly.
Although they didn't have enough time to carefully look at the answers to each question, analyze and estimate in depth, this little time was enough for them to see the clues.
There is not a single mistake or omission in any of the words written.
The original questioning voices in the field gradually died down.
The disciple who had been the first to speak out, after reading Mu Fuyun's answer, also shut up, his face turning pale and blue. At this moment, he would not dare to ask to see other people's scrolls.
"If anyone else has any objections, please raise them." Instructor Wu glanced around and saw that the audience was completely silent. He then said, "Since no one is here, I will say a few words."
"As Tianyan's outer disciples, although most of you have not been able to enter the inner sect, you have all been taught and guided by Tianyan over the past three years. As Tianyan people, in addition to Taoism and swordsmanship, humility, truth-seeking, and self-reflection are what we, as teachers, most hope you can learn. We also hope that whether you stay in the sect or pursue your own careers in the future, you will not forget these six words."
The disciples lowered their heads and responded solemnly, "Thank you for your instruction."
Xu Huaiyan stood in the crowd, and for some reason, a sense of pride rose in his heart: "I knew it! Junior Sister Mu, you——"
He turned around and was about to talk to Mu Fuyun, but found that there was no one around him. The person who was originally standing there had already left and disappeared.
…
By the pond in the back mountain, Mu Fuyun was concentrating on fighting with the ice sword.
She still used the Fengban Liuyun sword technique.
Although she had learned two other sets of sword techniques in the past two months, she always used the Fengban Liuyun Sword when she actually practiced sword.
This set of sword techniques is the most basic and comprehensive. It combines the strength and sharpness of the Tianyan Sword, while combining hardness and softness, making it the most practical.
The most important thing is that for a swordsman who has only learned for two months, it is very difficult to master a set of sword techniques to the point where he can automatically use the most appropriate moves at any time.
If she wanted to enter the inner sect, she had to keep improving on this basic sword technique until she was better than everyone else.
In addition, you need to break through the realm again.
The twenty disciples in Class A have all reached the late stage of Qi Refining or above. Only by reaching the same level as them can we have a chance of winning.
All of this must be completed within this last month, no time can be wasted.
Therefore, after seeing her results and confirming that she had successfully entered the next level, she left Qinglu and came here alone to practice sword.
If nothing unexpected happens, she will spend most of this month here.
As she improved, the ice sword's attack power grew little by little, and every time she thought she had a chance to defeat it with one blow, it would use an unexpected new move.
On the high and low rocks, Mu Fuyun sometimes touched the ground with his toes, sometimes leaped into the air, and sometimes even stepped over the water, stirring up a splash of water with the tip of his sword, which fell like falling rain, dripping and stirring up countless ripples.
In the pine forest not far away, a pure white figure quietly watched her light and graceful dancing figure.
As a junior uncle, Xie Hanyi had never cared about sect affairs before. Things like the assessment of outer disciples had never appeared in his mind.
But today, when the head brother sent a message to tell him that today was the day when the results of the outer sect's Tianzi class examination would be out, and that he would accept a disciple in more than a month, he felt a trace of "concern" for the first time in his life.
He didn't know how long it had been since his master passed away.
It was under the guidance of this emotion that he came here again.
He should have asked "What was the result?", but for some reason, just by looking at her back from afar as she wielded the sword and attacked, he seemed to be able to sense that she had passed the first level.
I think, if the result was not good, she would not appear here again and practice sword so meticulously.
A gentle look appeared on Xie Hanyi's cold face.
After watching silently for a while, he walked to an open space beside a rugged rock, bent down slightly, picked up a bottle of lotus seed candy placed there, put it in his arms, and then waved his sleeves.
The mountain wind suddenly blew up, carrying a crisp cold wind, causing Mu Fuyun in front to stop his sword as if he had sensed something.
She stood on a high place, turned her head and looked in the direction of the wind, as if looking for something.
Pines and cypresses stand tall, clear springs flow, and between heaven and earth, only the mountains are tranquil.
She felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart, and was about to turn around to continue practicing sword, but suddenly she found that the lotus seed candy she had just placed in the open space had disappeared at some point.
It turns out he really was here.
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