The whole world is celebrating and everyone is paying attention. After a whole night of agonizing wait, the Xuanxu Sword School Academy finally announced the results!
Zheng Weiqi was so nervous that she didn't sleep all night. Although she was a cultivator, she had endured two days and two nights of extreme mental depression, and in between, she also had high-intensity brain activities. When she walked out of the room like a zombie, Ning Ning remembered that sentence at an inopportune time -
A ghost, the ghost of kendo, is wandering around the Xuanxu Sword Sect.
She has a very good relationship with the senior sister, so since the results were announced today, she naturally woke up early to accompany her.
Zheng Weiqi expressed her excitement and nervousness when the college entrance examination results were announced, vividly interpreting what it means to be "half bright and half sad". She was eager to know the results, but was also worried that she would not pass this time and did not even want to go out.
When we arrived at the academy, a large group of people had already gathered at the announcement place. It was a sea of people, some happy and some worried.
Ningning had almost never been here since she graduated from the academy a long time ago. Now that I finally got to see him, I couldn't help but look around with some curiosity.
All you can see is the towering pavilion, standing proudly. The entire building is made of white marble, giving it a sense of immovability and grandeur, while green pines and vines add to the verdant color, and the carved railings and jade bricks give it a natural elegance.
Outside the White Jade Palace, the written test results were displayed on the wall in a very traditional way. After people had dispersed a little, Zheng Weiqi nervously took a few steps forward and went straight to the last row.
The list would only announce the scores of those who passed. Given Zheng Weiqi's level, if she wasn't found among the last few names, she would definitely be a nobody.
Zheng Weiqi took a deep breath, looked at Ningning, and covered the last few names in the vertical row with her right hand.
At last, he said in a fearless tone: "Then I will begin! Drink!"
Following an ambiguous low shout, Zheng Weiqi moved her palm upwards, revealing a blocked name.
Just two words and you can tell at a glance that it's not her.
Zheng Weiqi couldn't bear to look up any longer, and with trembling wrist she moved it up one more notch.
It's a man's name.
Further up, no.
Keep moving it, it still doesn’t look like it.
No way.
Ning Ning's voice full of comfort and caution came from behind: "Senior Sister..."
These two words became like a heavy hammer, hitting her eardrum hard, forcing her to no longer have the energy to think. She took a step back and moved her hand away from the list.
Looking at the big vertical ranking word, it looks like a swaying dragon. When she looked carefully, she found that there was not even a single person with the surname Zheng, let alone the three words "Zheng Weiqi".
Good job.
This list has no index, and each crooked row has a different name written on it. Zheng Weiqi looked carefully for a long time before finally making out the words between the characters. The entire list was filled with the words "re-examination".
Zheng Weiqi: …
She has completely let it go.
"It looks like it failed again this time."
As the eldest senior sister, even if she had a lot of resentment in her heart, she could not show it in front of her dearest junior sister. Zheng Weiqi tried hard to force a smile, turned around and said to Ning Ning: "Let's wait until next year. I'm used to it anyway, haha."
Ningning didn't mean to leave. Instead, she looked at her with her beautiful almond eyes, pursed her lips and shook her head.
Then he raised his right hand and pointed to the middle of the list not far away: "Senior Sister, you are there."
——Not only did she not fail the exam this time, she was ranked in the middle of the entire academy, right in the center of a bunch of densely packed names.
Zheng Weiqi was in a daze, and it took her a long time to realize what Ningning meant. When she turned around and saw the three words "Zheng Weiqi" in black and white, she looked dazed, as if she was dreaming.
That's her name.
It's really her name.
I must be dreaming.
Pinching your face does hurt.
Oh huh.
She—passed—! ! !
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With the Ten Dharma Assembly about to be held, all the elite disciples from various sects left the mountain and headed for their destination, Luancheng.
The Dharma Assembly is held every twenty years. It aims to evaluate the true ability and hard work of the young talents in the world of cultivation, and to provide disciples with an opportunity to compete with each other. After many rounds of competition, the best one in each realm will be selected.
Ningning feels that it is just like a final exam, which always makes people feel a little nervous.
After the flying boat arrived in Luancheng and we packed our luggage in the inn, it was time for free activities.
The Dharma Assembly will be held tomorrow, and the Lord of Luan City has specially prepared a large dinner for it.
The Xuanxu Sword Sect arrived early and had nothing to do at noon. In addition, the young disciples lived in the mountains all year round and seldom came to such a famous city. So as soon as they got a call in twos and threes, they all ran to the streets.
As usual, although everyone was led by the master himself, the old patriarch He Zhizhou, who traveled around the world all day long, was still nowhere to be seen, so he was assigned to Tian Xianzi's group.
"Ah, the air is fresh and clear! Life is wonderful! I can still do ten more exams!"
Zheng Weiqi hadn't recovered from the shock of passing the written test. She walked down the street with a silly smile on her face, "I was able to pass the written test this time. First of all, I want to thank my senior brothers, junior brothers, and junior sisters for their strong support. Without you, I would never have succeeded. Secondly, I want to thank the teachers who wrote the test papers. It was you who gave me a second chance to be a human being. Those questions are my second parents! I will honor them for the rest of my life!"
He Zhizhou touched Ningning's arm quietly and lowered his voice: "How long has she been like this? Has she seen a doctor?"
Ningning shook her head.
In fact, Zheng Weiqi is relatively normal now. When I first saw my name on the list outside the academy, I would have ignored it, but I read it once, read it again, clapped my hands, laughed, and said directly: "Oh! OK! I passed!"
It's just a replica of Fan Jin's success in the imperial examination.
However, this guy wasn't crazy enough to roll in the mud. After the filming and talking, he turned around and hugged Ningning, running around wildly with his tongue wagging.
If we were to add a background music to her song, it would definitely be the song that most people are familiar with, "Cause we are the champions of the world!" We are the champions my friends! ］
It was very appropriate, as if it had grown out of Zheng Weiqi's mouth.
Luancheng is extremely large, and the inn where the Xuanxu Sword Sect stays is located in the downtown area. As soon as you step out of the door, you can see people coming and going, it is very lively.
Before Ningning had the time to take a look at the entire city, she heard He Zhizhou let out a disdainful "tsk".
Following his extremely contemptuous gaze, he saw the back of a strange man. He had a slim figure, dressed in a blue shirt, and looked like an elegant and talented man.
Noticing that Ning Ning was also staring at that person, He Zhizhou's mouth twitched: "Look at the evil spirit all over his body, even two bottles of air freshener can't suppress it."
He had always been a lazy person and had almost never shown such obvious disgust towards anyone. Ning Ning was curious and heard He Zhizhou add, "Do you still remember that when I was a courtesan, I claimed to be from the Wanjian Sect, but was exposed by one of their disciples on the spot?"
Ning Ning suddenly realized: "Could it be——"
"That's right."
He Zhizhou gritted his teeth and said, "It's that bastard Ye Zongheng!"
It turned out that the man's name was Ye Zongheng.
"Junior Brother He, in fact, it was you who pretended to be the Wanjian Sect first. As a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, it is only natural for Ye Zongheng to reveal your identity."
Zheng Weiqi is worthy of being the eldest senior sister. Although she was not conscious at the moment, she still spoke to the point: "No matter who it happens to, it is impossible for you to humiliate the reputation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in vain."
He Zhizhou's ears turned red with anger: "Senior Sister Zheng, you don't know. That guy was not trying to defend the reputation of the Wanjian Sect. It was obvious that the former courtesan he pursued so hard was robbed of his fame by me, and he targeted me everywhere just to please that girl."
"If it was just that incident, it would be fine. It was indeed my fault first, and I would admit it wholeheartedly. But Ye Zongheng actually hired a group of strong men, and when I went on stage to perform a song, he actually--"
He became more and more angry as he spoke, clenching his fists: "Standing on the stage and playing the suona together! Is this something a human being can do?!"
It is indeed not something that ordinary people would do.
Ning Ning thought, if she really couldn't stand it, she could just hire someone to beat him up, but Senior Brother Ye's way of revenge was to play the suona to cause trouble...
Quite fresh and refined.
While everyone was talking, the man in green clothes not far away shook his body and turned his head slightly.
Senior Brother Ye Zongheng, who was hated by He Zhizhou, actually had a harmless face.
His pair of round, clear puppy eyes remind people of delicious black grapes, and his baby face makes him look childish and approachable. There is even some baby fat on his fair cheeks, making him like a white and tender steamed bun.
It is hard to imagine that such a person would be a frequent visitor to brothels, and he doesn't seem to be very smart.
High-level cultivators can sense the subtle spiritual energy around them. Ye Zongheng is a direct disciple of the Wanjian Sect, so he is even more sensitive to the sense of breath. As he turned around suddenly, the long sword at his waist shook suddenly.
The baby-faced young man looked up warily and met the gazes of the Xuanxu Sword Sect's group.
The one leading the group was none other than his arch-enemy He Zhizhou.
He saw the thief smiling triumphantly and with evil thoughts in mind, walking slowly forward, walking towards him with a murderous look.
Ye Zongheng's heart trembled, thinking that something was wrong.
He Zhizhou obviously had bad intentions, and he probably wanted to avenge him for hiring someone to play the suona.
Now he was alone, with none of his fellow disciples around, and He Zhizhou was followed by several sword cultivators from the Xuanxu Sect. If a fight really broke out, he would definitely be at a disadvantage.
hateful!
Seeing the other person getting closer, the smile on his face became more and more arrogant. When the two were just a few feet apart and He Zhizhou was about to speak,
Ye Zongheng groaned suddenly, and fell to the ground like a frozen popsicle.
This sudden change made He Zhizhou a little confused, and he almost thought that the brother in front of him had some kind of sudden illness.
But the next moment, Ye Zongheng spoke in a whisper: "Help... Someone save me! He, he hit me!"
After saying that, he pretended to be in agony, holding his chest and twitching all over, but his cunning eyes were clearly provocative as he said, "Haha, you didn't expect that, idiot! This is called striking first and gaining the upper hand!"
——Seeing that he couldn't win the fight, this guy actually started to touch the porcelain!
He Zhizhou knew that Ye Zongheng was a villain, but he never thought that someone could be so villainous.
If this happened somewhere else, he would have raised his fist and started hitting them without saying a word, but there were so many people coming and going here that several passers-by were staring at the two of them with surprise on their faces.
When they looked at him, they were all filled with panic and fear.
Ye Zongheng lay on the ground like a dead fish, watching his mortal enemy's face turn from pale to blue with satisfaction. At the end, he added in a trembling voice: "No, you must compensate, compensate me for my medical expenses."
There were so many eyes watching at the scene. Given He Zhizhou's personality and financial situation, if he wanted to run away or argue, it would only ruin the reputation of the Xuanxu Sword School.
He had long wanted to use this trick on He Zhizhou, to avenge the fact that his title of courtesan was snatched away from him. Today he finally got the chance, so naturally he would not let it go.
Sure enough, after hesitating for a moment, the other party gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly: "How many spirit stones do you want?"
Ye Zongheng pretended to be weak and collapsed on the ground. He raised his hand and counted: "Not much, five thousand spirit stones will do."
"Five thousand?"
He Zhizhou was probably shocked by the figure and took out his wallet to weigh it. After an extremely intense ideological struggle, he handed the purse to him and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I don't have that much. You can take it yourself."
Poor guy.
Ye Zongheng sneered in his heart, barely propped himself up and sat on the ground, then raised his hand to take the purse.
Unexpectedly, He Zhizhou did not let go.
He frowned, and impatiently increased his strength, pulling the purse towards him.
Then at the same time, He Zhizhou's earth-shaking voice rang in my ears: "Help! Steal my money! What are you doing with my wallet!!!"
Haha, you didn’t expect that! idiot!
He Zhizhou's face was filled with fear, but his eyes were filled with a wild sneer.
What was his job before he crossed over? Actor! Hey little brat, today I'll let you see what "an actor's self-cultivation" means!
The situation reversed in two levels in an instant.
Ye Zongheng: Grass.
Unlike Ye Zongheng who pretended to be sick and twitching, He Zhizhou's voice was full of energy, and there was a little panic and helplessness, as if he would burst into tears in the next moment, which was very pitiful.
So the passers-by stopped and looked in the direction where they were.
Ye Zongheng was speechless. He could already hear someone pointing at him in a trance: "Robbing money in the street, what a scum! Look at the sword on his waist, which sect is he from?"
He almost coughed a mouthful of blood when he heard this. When his first plan failed, he came up with another one.
Since He Zhizhou is determined to drag him into this, don't blame him for being rude!
This thought flashed through Ye Zongheng's mind, and his brows furrowed. Spiritual energy surged around him, and his sword intent suddenly emerged. He Zhizhou noticed something and felt a little panicked.
No way, could it be that because he had outmaneuvered him, Ye Zongheng was so angry that he wanted to start a fight?
Not really, big brother! It was obviously you who tried to scam me first!
Ye Zongheng's cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage, so naturally he, a little Jindan who only knows how to get by, cannot be his match.
Just as he was about to flee in panic, the opponent's sword energy had already shown the momentum of a storm. After a short pause, it poured out like a tidal wave and hit directly at -
On Ye Zongheng himself.
He Zhizhou was confused.
Ye Zongheng was seen leaning backwards wildly as if he was on a pirate ship. He was knocked into the air by a blow, and after a gorgeous 360-degree turn, he fell heavily to the ground in a pile of mud.
Then he twitched like a broken rag doll and raised his right hand with all his strength: "I just stole your purse... Why did you kill me like this..."
After he finished speaking, his throat felt hot and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
——Haha, you didn’t expect that! He has this trick too! Compare your acting skills with his? Idiot He Zhizhou!
He Zhizhou: ...
He Zhizhou: Damn! ! ! Are you sick? ! !
Ye Zongheng actually injured 100 enemies but lost 20,000 of his own!
What a genius this is! There’s no need, there’s really no need, brother!
"Help! Someone is killing me!"
The onlookers had never seen such a shocking reversal before, and screams, sighs and cries for help were heard everywhere.
Ye Zongheng was still lying there, twitching constantly, occasionally spitting out a mouthful or two of foamy blood.
He Zhizhou was in the center of the storm, with nowhere to escape, and many things flashed through his mind in an instant.
His performances include Basic Law, History of Chinese Television, Horror Films, Comedy Films, Country Love Stories.
When you are surrounded by mountains and rivers and think there is no way out, you will find another village beyond the bends and flowers.
He still has a way to go!
"I'm going to hit you today!"
Amid the overwhelming discussion, He Zhizhou took a deep breath and cursed with bloodshot eyes: "If you, a prodigal son, hadn't stolen all the money in the family, would our seriously ill mother have lost her life for no reason!"
The voices of the onlookers became quieter.
He Zhizhou was so disappointed that he continued to curse passionately: "Second brother! I know you like to visit brothels, but our father can't even afford to eat, and he is waiting for the spiritual stones in my purse to come back to save his life! Do you really have the heart to snatch it away and give it all to that little girl Taohong!"
Xiao Taohong was the prostitute whose position as the most popular courtesan was replaced by He Zhizhou.
However, in just a few words, the situation was turned upside down again.
The people around him shouted angrily, "You have no conscience! If it were me, I would break your bones!"
Some people are even kind-hearted and have prepared to raise funds through crowdfunding: "I wonder if you have enough spiritual stones in your purse? You are so pitiful. I still have some spare money here. If you don't mind, take it home and give your father something good to eat."
Ye Zongheng heard the blood spurting out and wanted to stand up and scold these fools who believed everything they heard.
Now, not only was he beaten to the point of being unable to move, but he also became the one who was criticized and condemned as an unforgivable criminal. It's really not worth it. Not only did I lose my wife, but I also lost my soldiers.
He wanted to say a few more words in rebuttal, but suddenly he noticed that the discussion in the crowd had become much quieter. Looking up, I saw the bustling crowd of onlookers disperse to both sides, leaving an unobstructed passage.
A tall and strong young man in black clothes came slowly. After taking a quick look at the mess at the scene, he nodded and said in a deep voice: "You two, I am the Criminal Envoy of the Criminal Court of Luan City. I heard that there is something strange here, so I came to investigate the situation."
In short, the city's top inspector.
Ye Zongheng originally only wanted to punish He Zhizhou, but he never expected that he would attract this person. He was flustered and could only smile awkwardly: "This... is not necessary."
After saying that, he secretly complained that after the incident between the two of them, even if he really wanted to investigate, he would not be able to find out anything fishy.
Who would have thought that the young man in black clothes swore: "I have heard the bystanders' general description of the incident. Although it is complicated, please don't worry."
He said with emphasis, looking up at a flying phoenix statue on top of the City Lord's Mansion: "You may not know, because women frequently go missing in the city, the City Lord specially set up a spell on the phoenix statue, which can monitor every move in every corner of the city and reproduce it through the mysterious mirror - look! The eyeball happened to turn to our side, and everything that happened just now must have been recorded carefully."
Spells, surveillance, recording.
He Zhizhou was almost frightened to vomit.
Following his line of sight, I looked upwards and saw that the emerald in the phoenix's eyes was staring straight at me, flashing a dazzling light in the sunlight.
Who would have thought that after the two of them had been scheming against each other for so long, they would find that the mantis was catching the cicada while the oriole was behind them, and they were slapped to pieces by the bird laughing wildly: "Haha, you didn't expect it! Luan City has its own surveillance cameras!"
I didn’t expect it. I really didn’t expect it.
He Zhizhou trembled all over: "No, no need!"
Ye Zongheng's eyes wandered: "This is too troublesome, why don't we negotiate and solve it privately..."
The criminal justice envoy was full of righteousness and laughed loudly, "It's okay! The way of heaven is clear. People can be deceived, but the heart cannot be deceived. The two of you are arguing so fiercely that it is difficult to distinguish good from evil and truth from falsehood with ordinary means. Today, I will make all the truth public and let the evildoer have no place to hide!"
As soon as he said this, he took out a mysterious mirror from his storage bag.
Dozens of pairs of eyes present were staring at the mirror.
First, Ye Zongheng's acting skills were so poor that he fell on his butt before He Zhizhou could touch him.
Then He Zhizhou handed the purse to him personally, and then shouted with a ferocious face, "Someone is stealing money."
The most exciting moment was when Ye Zongheng's sword energy surged up like backflowing water and rushed towards him, knocking him away.
The young man spun and flew into the sky, then landed slowly on the ground under He Zhizhou's deathly pale expression, his long gown fluttering like a flower in a dream.
Men will be silent when they see it, and women will cry. In an instant, there was no sound at the scene, and the smile of the criminal envoy gradually faded as the scene progressed.
I thought it was a tragic story with blood and tears.
The result was that the two movie kings competed with each other in acting skills, which rubbed everyone's IQ to the ground.
They played this game of fraud and counter-fraud very well.
After a long while, someone finally spoke hesitantly:
“Ah, this…”
"The actions of a sword cultivator are indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people."
"I wonder which sect these disciples are from, they are truly extraordinary. Girl, do you know these two?"
Then came a familiar female voice, very indifferent: "I don't know her."
After her, another young man quickly spoke up: "Seeing how close they are, they must be from the same sect. We in the Wanjian Sect have always been upright and honest, how could a disciple be like this, haha."
Ye Zongheng's heart sank. When he looked towards the source of the sound, he suddenly saw Su Qinghan and Xu Ye from the same sect.
Seeing him raise his head, the couple turned their heads in tacit understanding and pretended to be strangers.
He Zhizhou couldn't close his mouth and laughed proudly: "What retribution! How pitiful! The friendship between fellow disciples is so deep! My fellow disciples would never--"
Before he could finish his words, he was speechless and froze in place.
Led by Zheng Weiqi, his dear fellow students, after noticing his gaze, turned their heads away with complicated expressions, pretending to have nothing to do and looking around at the scenery.
There was nothing on their waists, not even a trace of a sword.
——Why did you bastards hide your swords in your storage bags? In order to distance himself from him, he doesn't even want to admit that he is a swordsman!
“It’s a nice day today.”
Zheng Weiqi, who turned her head first, said, "She's suitable for studying. I love studying the most. She's well-mannered and refined. How great."
Meng Jue expressed regret: "I have heard that sword cultivation is extraordinary. Today I see that it is indeed extraordinary."
The little white dragon's face turned red, and even his horns were stained a light pink. When he thought of what Senior Brother He had done before, he felt so shy that he wanted to cry.
Ning Ning turned her head and looked from He Zhizhou to Pei Ji next to him: "Making trouble in the street is really too much. Junior brother, what do you think?"
Pei Ji: “…”
Pei Ji: "I have never seen such a shameless person."
He Zhizhou's tears were tender and hurt.
Pei Ji! You traitor! Lust makes one lose one’s mind! ! !
"Please come with me, both of you."
The envoy of the punishment department said: "Then we will inform the elders of the sect to come and claim the title in person. I wonder which sect or school the two of you belong to?"
Ye Zongheng pretended to be strong, holding back tears and snorted coldly: "Can't you see? I am from the Xuanxu Sword Sect, the best in the world."
He Zhizhou's eyes squinted and his mouth twitched. Those who didn't know would think that he had come from Xiangya Mountain to cultivate immortality: "Big pot, I am a disciple of the Wanjian Sect. Can you punish me less lightly later? We in the Wanjian Sect are afraid of pain."
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