I have a role in the heavens

At the back of the academy, a tall old man sat up on the couch, with a bit of dissatisfaction on his face. He held a wooden stick in his hand, opened his mouth slightly, and summoned his eldest disciple.

"Take this wooden stick and drive the old monk back to Xuankong Temple. This is the Tang Dynasty, and we can't tolerate his arrogance!"

The scholar held a book in his hand and a water ladle tied around his waist. He had a gentle smile on his face, giving people a slow-moving feeling, and slowly took the stick.

The old man's personality was different from that of his disciple. He was extremely fiery. Looking at the slow disciple, he said with some disgust.

"You are good at everything, you have excellent understanding and a humble personality, but you are just slow and anxious in doing things!"

"There's no need for you to take action, someone else went there first!"

The master took back the wooden stick and looked into the void. He saw a young man in Confucian robes stepping out of the academy and stopping in front of the lecturer at Xuankong Mountain. There was a hint of admiration on his face and he whispered.

"What a good boy, under my nose, he quietly stepped out of the fifth realm and entered the wonderful realm. It seems that he has enough confidence and is not afraid of Haotian's punishment. As expected, he can compete with his junior brother The geniuses side by side really did not disappoint!”

"Did Mr. Zhao take action?"

Li slowly heard the words thoughtfully, and turned to look outside the academy. He was full of affection and admiration for this young teacher who was recruited into the academy by him. He thought that he was a person who was like an immortal, with strong character and character. Unparalleled, not tainted with vulgarity.

"This kid has some conscience. Today is the day for admissions to the academy. If the old monk stops this person, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of my academy!"

"As an academy teacher, it is natural for him to take action!"

The nameless mountains rise abruptly from the plains and rivers, rising straight into the sky. The academy is nameless, appearing silently in the world of mortals and standing erect for eternity.

Dozens of carriages arrived at the foot of the mountain one after another, and the chatter and laughter in those carriages stopped abruptly. The students who came to consult did not feel any pressure from the momentum, but had to remain silent out of respect in their hearts.

Beside the car window, Ning Que and Sangsang looked at this paradise on earth and the black and white academy buildings that were not tall but stretched for an unknown number of rooms above the grass slope. They couldn't help but feel a little lost. After being silent for a long time, he looked back. Sang Sang said extremely seriously.

"I must get into the academy!"

Sangsang raised her little face, looked at him worriedly, and asked curiously.

"Master, have you finished the dozens of sets of real questions for the admission test?"

Ning Que was silent for a long time. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence and said with annoyance.

"Lucky words! You kid, do you know what auspicious words are?"

On the mountain road five miles away from the academy, a young man in a Confucian shirt held a paper umbrella in his hand. On the umbrella was a red plum blossom in full bloom, unruly and majestic, admiring himself.

Zhao Wuhao had a cynical smile on his face, squinting his eyes gently, feeling the wind and rain in the spring, cool and fresh, but his eyes were fixed on the old monk opposite, revealing a bit of curiosity said.

"I have seen the Master who is like a lamp that lights up the night forever, I have seen the twenty-three-year-old cicada of the Demon Sect, which is a world of its own, and I have also seen a little bit of the Zhi Shou Guan technique. Now I am only missing the Buddha Sect!"

"Today is the day for the academy to recruit students. All the students riding in the carriage are under the protection of the academy!"

"Master has come all the way, and I should have welcomed him warmly, but after all, the timing was wrong, and I had to intercept him halfway. It was a bit rude!"

Zhao Wuhao was so polite and polite at this time that no one could fault him. However, Zhao Wuhao, who was so thoughtful in etiquette, could not bring a smile to the face of the lecturer.

The bitterness on the face of the leader of the lecturer was a little more intense. His bright and clear eyes were as innocent and pure as a child, with compassionate compassion. The sound of Zen faintly sounded from the void around him, and he said in a deep voice.

"Are you the master of the academy?"

The lecturer had not left Xuankong Temple for many years. Although he had heard of the reputation of the Twelve Masters of the Academy, he had never seen him. He mistook Zhao Wuhao for Mr. Li Manman, that's why he said this.

"Master admitted the wrong person. I am not Mr. Big. He was the one who wanted to stop me, but he was slow-tempered and I took the lead!"

"Xuankong Temple is one of the unknowable places in the world, and the first place to preach is known as the living Buddha. I see Hunting Heart is so happy, I really can't help it!"

"I, Zhao Wuhao, am not famous enough to be compared to Mr. Da. Now I am teaching in the academy and making a living."

Zhao Wuhaojing told his identity to the lecturer without concealing it at all. A true man does things openly and openly, and there is no need to hide his name.

"It turns out to be Mr. Zhao. Please forgive me for being ignorant and ignorant. I have admitted the wrong person. Please forgive me!"

When he was at the head of the lecture, he raised his hands with one hand, bowed slightly, and expressed his apology to Zhao Wuhao politely and thoughtfully. He did not have the airs of a Buddhist talker at all, he was approachable and extremely kind.

"Mr. Zhao is amazingly talented. He has already broken through the fifth realm and entered the supreme realm at a young age. It reminds me of an old friend!"

A trace of memory flashed in the eyes of the lecturer. Ke Haoran was so amazing back then. He realized his aura and became the leader of the academy. He killed all the strong men in the world with one man, one donkey and one sword. He killed his lover because of Demon Sect Liansheng. , broke into the Demon Sect's mountain gate with a single sword, and destroyed the Demon Sect with a single sword. Inside the Demon Sect's mountain gate, the Haoran sword was used to transform the cage into a cage, trapping Liansheng in it to avenge the murder of his love.

After that, he returned to the academy to cross the cliff and killed many challengers. Then he left the academy and broke into the temple. He was besieged by many strong men from the Taoist sect, including some strong men from the Apocalypse realm who had broken through the five realms. They were all defeated by Ke Haoran. The master of Zhishou Temple They were also defeated by Ke Haoran. They couldn't even touch the corners of Ke Haoran's clothes. After defeating all the strong men of the Taoist sect, he broke through several realms. Feeling that he was invincible in the world, he drew his sword and climbed to the sky. In the end, he was killed by heaven in the process of fighting with heaven.

Even he is no match for such a sharp-edged genius. He needs to stay away and bow to him. I didn't expect to see such a peerless person again now. However, at such a young age, he has already entered the supreme realm. No matter Weaker than myself, the academy is truly blessed by nature, favored by nature, and outstanding talents emerge one after another, making people enviable.

"Ke Haoran?"

Although the leader of the lecture did not say the name, Zhao Wuhao still easily guessed who the person was, and whispered with a touch of pride on his face.

"Master also thinks that Ke Haoran and I are very similar. We both have all seventeen acupoints opened in the Snow Mountain Qi Sea. We also advance rapidly in cultivation. We see the realm as if it is nothing, and breaking through barriers is like drinking water. But I know that I am not Ke. Haoran is second, I am only Zhao Wuhao, Ke Haoran is not as good as me even if he is resurrected!"

Zhao Wuhao's voice was not loud, but it exuded incomparable confidence and domineering power. His powerful appeal made the lecturer nod unconsciously, as if he was agreeing with Zhao Wuhao's words.

At the back of the academy, the master's expression changed slightly, a ripple flashed through his heart, his eyes were deep, he lowered his head and murmured.

"He is indeed not a junior brother!"

"The two have different personalities. The junior brother is sharp and unparalleled; Zhao Wuhao is cautious, plans before making decisions, and is unfathomable. Even I don't know what level he has reached, and whether he is already on par with me!"

"Of course the benefactor is not Ke Haoran, but Zhao Wuhao. Do you know that the benefactor is just the benefactor, but you have caused a big disaster by trying to stop me here?"

The leader of the lecturer softly recited the Buddha's name and looked at Zhao Wuhao with a serious face, seeming to be extremely dissatisfied with his behavior of blocking the road.

"What disaster? The daughter of Hades?"

Zhao Wuhao's words made the lecturer's face change greatly. He originally thought that Zhao Wuhao was just trying to protect the dignity of the academy, so he stopped him. Unexpectedly, he actually knew his purpose and still stopped him. He knew what it meant.

"Since the donor knows the secret, why do you still want to stop me? Is it possible that you want to help the evildoer and let the world be swallowed by Hades and fall into the eternal night of darkness?"

"This catastrophe is about to begin. Do you really have the heart to see the world in ruins and countless casualties?"

Following the questioning words of the lecturer, a tragic scene emerged in Zhao Wuhao's mind, with severed limbs and remains, intestinal fluids all over the ground. He seemed to be standing in a world full of death, with shoe soles and thick blood Slightly sticky, it makes people feel chilly and full of despair.

It's a pity that Zhao Wuhao remained unmoved. His eyes were still so clear and clear. No matter what bloody scenes or dirty world he encountered, they were still so clean.

"Neither Eternal Night nor the Age of Ending Dharma mentioned by the Buddha is the future I want to see. I will never watch the invasion of the underworld, but I also don't think that if we want to avoid the invasion of the underworld, we need to put the daughter of Pluto Kill."

"What's more, I have never believed in the existence of Hades because I have not found the underworld. And even if there is a Hades, I don't believe that he will keep traveling through 70,000 worlds to search for it."

The leader of the lecturer had a strange look on his face, moved his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zhao Wuhao, and asked.

"Why did Mr. Zhao say that?"

Zhao Wuhao's face shone with wisdom and he said very seriously.

"Because I believe that the evolution of life always tends to the improvement of wisdom and understanding. Correspondingly, it is a process of gradually giving up the physical body. The more advanced the life, the lazier it is. The laziness here certainly does not refer to ordinary laziness, but It means that an intelligent being at the level of Pluto cannot use such painstaking methods to find the human world."

The silver eyebrows of the leader of the sermon fluttered slowly, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"But this is the future that Buddha saw."

Zhao Wuhao looked at his face, extremely calm, without any respect for the so-called Buddha, and said firmly.

"What the Buddha said may not be right."

The lecturer's face was expressionless, and a hint of firm belief flashed in his eyes as he retorted.

"Buddha has great supernatural powers and boundless Dharma. Why does Mr. Zhao think that Buddha is wrong?"

Zhao Wuhao was unmoved, extremely rational, and analyzed the teachings to the head lecturer.

"Assuming that the cold breath in the body of Pluto's daughter is the mark left by Pluto, once released, it will allow Pluto to perceive the coordinates of the human world. Then logically, Pluto has no reason to let the daughter of Pluto grow up in the human world. After so many years, I still haven’t woken up.”

Zhao Wuhao looked into the leader's eyes, shining with wisdom, and spoke with contagiousness.

"A speculation that is more likely to be closer to the truth is that Pluto did not expect that the daughter of Pluto could hide her identity forever in the world of Haotian and have the opportunity to grow until she matured and awakened. On the contrary, Pluto knew about the daughter of Pluto from the beginning Will die, even waiting for her to die."

"Why do I say that? Because as long as the daughter of Hades dies, the mark sealed on her body will be automatically released, thus exposing her position in the world. So what we have to do is not to kill her, but to protect her."

There was silence all around, even the pattering of spring rain stopped, and the lecture hall fell into a long silence.

After the identity information of the daughter of Pluto was confirmed, the lecturer took it for granted that as long as she could be killed, the mark left by Pluto on her body would disappear, and the world would be able to avoid Pluto's eyes forever, but he never thought about it. , although Pluto has 70,000 children, how could he not notice when one of his daughters died?

This does not mean that the lecturer is stupid, but because of the deep-rooted thinking inertia, the Buddhist monks' supreme belief in the Buddha's last words, and the cold fear of the invasion of the underworld, he never thought of other possibilities.

In Zhao Wuhao's eyes, the Buddha was a fellow traveler, and Haotian was an external object that could not affect him at all. He did not have any inertia in thinking, so he gave this possibility.

Time passed slowly. Because of the silence, it seemed that there was no passage. The light rain in the sky fell again. The spring breeze blew gently, letting the rain fall on the monk's robe at the head of the sermon. For a while, he still didn't speak.

Zhao Wuhao looked at the lecturer, holding a paper umbrella, with a calm and carefree expression, quietly waiting for the lecturer's answer.

However, it is a pity that in the hearts of Buddhist disciples, especially the leader of the lecturer, Buddha is supreme and everything he said is the truth. No matter how reasonable what Zhao Wuhao said, it cannot shake his inner belief.

The leader of the lecturer pondered for a long time, then gently shook the tin stick in his hand, the tip of the stick made a crisp sound, looked at Zhao Wuhao and said,

"Buddha may not be right, and Mr. Zhao may not be right either. This is right and wrong, and that is right and wrong. As a disciple of Buddhism, you must learn to listen to the voice of Buddha. When there is right and wrong, do not choose right from wrong."

Zhao Wuhao understood the meaning of the lecturer, his expression became a little sad, and he sighed.

"Sure enough, the most difficult thing in the world is to change other people's perceptions, especially those of you Buddhist disciples with firm beliefs."

The leader of the sermon said suddenly with his silver eyebrows slightly raised.

"but."

"But what?"

Zhao Wuhao didn't show much expectation on his face, he just asked casually. He was ready to take action. He didn't believe that this devout old monk would suddenly change his mind. After all, he still had to decide who was better. What the man with the big fist says is the truth.

The speaker at the head of the sermon was solemn and solemn, and he spoke slowly.

"There is a white pagoda in the Moon River Kingdom. It is a relic of the Buddha. It can suppress all evil spirits and isolate the world. I, a Buddhist disciple, have passed down the tradition for countless generations and studied the Buddhist scriptures diligently. I have not let the chessboard, net, bell and other magical artifacts be lost, but I still don't know that the Buddha is in the human world. What is the meaning of leaving this white pagoda? When I heard what Mr. Zhao said, I suddenly thought that the Buddha had foreseen what happened today by leaving this pagoda."

Zhao Wuhao said with a bit of disdain on his face after hearing this.

"Master, do you mean to suppress the daughter of King Ming in the White Tower?"

The lecturer nodded and answered very calmly.

"exactly."

Zhao Wuhao chuckled lightly when he heard this. The laughter was full of sarcasm. He turned back and looked in the direction of the academy. The little maid curiously looked at the beautiful scenery of the academy behind the young man. Everything was so beautiful. She looked back and saw He walked towards the head of the lecture hall and said coldly and sarcastically.

"Do you really think you are a holy monk who can use the mighty dragon? It's ridiculous to use the Buddha pagoda to suppress demons!"

"Life is precious, but love is even more valuable. If it's for freedom, you can throw away both. What's the difference between doing this and killing her?"

Zhao Wuhao looked solemn and said to the leader of the lecturer without any doubt.

"Ning Que is a candidate of my academy. As long as he and the daughter of Hades are still in the academy for one day, you can't touch her!"

"If Ning Que succeeds in getting admitted to the academy, you are not allowed to take action until he graduates. People in the academy will not allow you, Xuankong Temple, to interfere!"

The leader of the lecturer looked at the young man and his little maid, thinking that the tired young man had not worked hard, and asked with a hint of joy.

"What if he doesn't get admitted to the academy?"

"The academy will naturally not interfere in this matter. It's up to you to do whatever you want!"

Zhao Wuhao said very readily that he believed that Ning Que would not be unable to enter the academy, and even if he failed, he could operate in secret to recruit Ning Que into the academy and make him a student of the academy. In any case, Ning Que Nothing will fail.

"In this case, I will wait for the academy to announce the results before taking action. I hope Mr. Zhao and the academy will not stop it then!"

"Of course, the premise is that Ning Que has not been admitted to the academy!"

The leader of the lecture was feeling uneasy. Looking at the upright Zhao Wuhao, he was not sure that he could beat Mr. Zhao in front of him. He could only take a step back for the time being and wait for the results to be announced before making any plans.

"Amitabha, I'll take my leave first!"

The leader of the sermon raised his palms, turned around, took a step, and suddenly disappeared from where he was, without knowing where he went.

Zhao Wuhao knew that the leader of the lecturer would not give up and there would be a battle between them.

The first lecturer is now retreating, just to avoid the spotlight temporarily. He thinks that when Ning Que fails, he can easily capture the daughter of Pluto without having to have a head-on conflict with Zhao Wuhao.

The bell rang and the literary test was over. Ning Que walked out of the examination room with some disappointment. He opened his hands to Sangsang who was full of expectancy, showed an innocent expression, ate the lunch prepared by the academy, and then started to prepare. Afternoon martial arts test.

Ning Que was extremely confident about the afternoon exam for the three music subjects, so facing the eager eyes of the academy teachers and the examiners from the Ministry of Etiquette, and facing the room full of musical instruments, he chose to give up without hesitation.

He was not a violinist in Hong Xiu Zhao, so how could he have the skills to play the flute? He angrily followed the candidates to the large lawn outside the academy. Dozens of military horses were brought to the lawn at some point. The captain in charge from the military department stood aside and looked indifferently at the students who were either eager to try or looked pale.

Sheke means archery, while Yuke can freely choose whether to ride a horse or drive a car. Of course, Ning Que chooses to ride a horse. In these years on the Weicheng grassland, he has been dealing with horses and arrows, and I believe he will be no worse than anyone else.

Beside the lawn in the distance, Sangsang, holding a big black umbrella, clenched her fists to encourage him. He smiled, cheered up and walked towards the field.