See Jiangshan

The bad thing is obvious, Cheng Qianren lost a chance to understand his opponent, no matter how detailed the other person's account is, how he saw it with his own eyes.

The good thing is that in that battle, Fu Keji showed his swordsmanship beyond his age, which made Beilan dominate the limelight and Nanyuan's morale was frustrated.At this time, the news of his breakthrough spread, which meant to bring back a victory for Nanyuan.

Looking at the entire continent, 20-year-old Concentrated Minds are rare.What's more, he has practiced for less than half a year, and he is even more legendary than the heaven's favored son of some sect aristocratic families.

The premise is that he can really break through.

"The country bumpkins in the south like to make up stories. Let's not talk about whether that person's 'one night enlightenment' is true or not. Just say that he has practiced for half a year and wanted to break through the concentration. Who does he think he is? What kind of qualifications and understanding? Jiange sage is still the emperor? Maybe this time Instead of reaching a higher level, it fell down."

Some people are eagerly looking forward to it, while others are waiting to see the joke.

Cheng Qianren originally planned to make some preparations before watching the battle, so he went to the library again to read the Jiange Sword Manual.

In order to choose the sword formula, he read and practiced all the sword skills of the Jiange in the sea of ​​knowledge almost without sleep.

The sound-proof array will block the hustle and bustle of the boiling sky, and the library will become a clean world by itself.

Rows of tall bookshelves are empty, and the scent of ink is mixed with the smell of beech wood flooring.

Cheng Qianren stood in the corner flipping through the book.Revisiting old places and revisiting old volumes will be beneficial.

The old deacon at the library propped his head up to doze off, and suddenly felt a burst of coercion in his dream, and woke up with a start.

Hastily got up and knocked over the inkstone on the table: "You! What are you doing!"

When Cheng Qianren sensed something was wrong, his first reaction was to go downstairs, but he didn't even have a formation at home, so he couldn't go.After the rematch, he was seriously injured and fell into a coma. He was almost ambushed and killed in the hospital, and he was not allowed to go to the hospital.At this time, everyone was watching the battle in the martial arts field, and the guards of the academy were mainly distributed there and the Qinxue Hall.Safe enough, but noisy.

With his mind spinning, he quickly bypassed the old deacon and ran upstairs in the opposite direction.

Vice President Hu!are you there!

The acupoints all over his body could no longer control himself, he quickly absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, and the real energy in his body rushed violently, flowing into the Zifu from the martial veins, and the circulation continued endlessly.

The old stairs were overwhelmed and creaked all the way, and the dust and wood chips fell quickly.The few students in the building heard the movement, put down their scrolls and came to check.

Young practitioners break through, lack experience, and are usually swept by the elders of the teacher.The martial arts practitioners of Qingshan Academy are under the care of Mr. Jiaoxi.In order to prevent accidents, I can't wait to make all preparations.

The old deacon had never seen such a battle.He watched helplessly as an afterimage passed by.

Cheng Qianren had already rushed to the fourth floor, and the coercion broke out all at once, no matter how hard to suppress it.

It seems that Mr. Hu is nowhere to be found.The phrase 'you can just figure it out yourself' flashed through my mind again, and I smiled wryly, saying I don't care if I don't care.

Immediately found a corner to meditate, the next moment he had no time to think, closed his eyes and settled down.

Four bookshelves away, the beautiful woman in the borrowing office dropped the file: "You child, why are you so troublesome? Will you die if you run one more floor?"

Out of sight, out of mind, the woman stood up and left, passing by the young man who was meditating, and conveniently set up a sound-proof array and a protective array for him.Conscious of benevolence and righteousness, I went upstairs to find someone to play cards.

The fourth floor is inaccessible. At first, some students passed by, but they only took a second look and didn't know what he was doing.

Cheng Qianren didn't show up until Fu Keji's final was over, and they were found in the library by everyone, and found something strange.

Countless students flocked to the building, and the scene was even more spectacular than before the year-end exam.

Xu Ran shouted that he was crazy when he learned about it.

Gu Xuejiang thought for a while: "In special times, it's not impossible for soldiers to make dangerous moves."

The crowd was excited, but no one was making noise.Everyone followed the order of first-come-first-served, centered on the corner of the wall where Cheng Qianren was meditating, and stood one foot away from him, filling floor after floor.In this way, there is no violation of building regulations, and the deacon can't drive people away.

It is an unimaginable opportunity for practitioners to observe the whole process of other people's breakthroughs.They released their spiritual sense to perceive the surging spiritual energy around them, and they only felt that they had benefited a lot.

Breaking through the realm during the concentration period is not enough to trigger the vision of heaven and earth, but as time goes by, the spiritual energy here becomes stronger, and ordinary people can detect subtle changes.Those cool air currents brushed past them, mysterious and unspeakable.

Students from Nanyuan are separated by a barrier of formations. They have seen and felt it with their own eyes. Everyone feels as if they are breaking through.

In fact, the formation was done by Sanniang casually, it was as fragile as a piece of paper, and even a sword energy in the concentration stage could not resist it.

But there were students who took turns to watch day and night, and no one dared to interfere with evil intentions.

For two days and one night, ordinary people couldn't bear to go out of the building first to make room for later practitioners, and the news spread throughout Nanyang.

"Senior brother Cheng Gao Yi! The retreat actually allows everyone to watch and study, without any secrets!"

"Brother Cheng is a man of high art and boldness. He dares to do things that his predecessors did not dare to do. He is a real hero."

***

Cheng Qianren is already mentally prepared to sink to the bottom of the river to kill the water ghost, or to send Zhuliu away again.

The true energy in his martial arteries returns to the sea like a hundred rivers, and his aura returns to calm, but he still needs to overcome the last hurdle - the heart barrier.

At present, there are two schools of thought on mental barriers in the practice world. One school thinks it is a "test sent down by heaven", and the other school advocates "breaking through self-deception and achieving greatness." '

The sea of ​​consciousness was white and foggy again.

When the fog cleared, Cheng Qianren stood beside the busy avenue, subconsciously touched his waist, and took advantage of it.

The sword is gone, try your luck, and the real yuan is gone.

Become a cultivator overnight and gain extraordinary power; and lose your cultivation overnight and become an ordinary person again.The difference between cloud and mud.

Is this his deepest fear?

It doesn't seem to count.Life always goes on.

Cheng Qianren touched his pockets, but the bank notes and ingots were missing, only six copper coins were found.I was speechless for a while.

... Poverty is the heart barrier.

This place is not Nanyang, without Zhuliu, without friends and college, without the owner's noodle shop, and everything in the past.

But when he walked through the bustling market, what he saw in his eyes was always indescribably familiar.

Cheng Qianren climbed up to a giant tree beside the road, parted the branches and leaves covering the sky, and looked down.

The eaves of the storeys are continuous like clouds, and the wide avenue can accommodate eight or two horse-drawn carriages running side by side. The pedestrians and horses and carriages look like golden light. The original road is paved with three-foot-square black gold bricks and stones, which is extremely luxurious.On both sides of the avenue, every twenty feet, there is a giant tree like this covering the sky.

Looking into the distance, the line of sight is blocked, and a high platform can be seen vaguely going straight into the sky, submerged in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Xingxingtai, it turns out to be the imperial capital."

On this continent, there is no second such majestic city.There is no such tall building anymore.

If Nanyang is like a beautiful woman, gentle and tolerant, the imperial capital is like a steel giant standing on horseback with a halberd, overlooking its subjects.

Heartbroken.Is this what it really looks like, or am I imagining it based on travel notes and other people's narratives?

Soon Cheng Qianren gave up thinking about this question because he was hungry.

Extremely real hunger.

"My name is Cheng Qianren, and I have studied arithmetic at Nanyuan College. May I ask if you are recruiting Mr. Accountant? I can also buy a waiter."

I hadn't eaten all day and had nowhere to go. I wanted to buy a bowl of noodles, but the price in Huangdu was higher than that in Nanyang, so I had to buy four steamed buns to fill my stomach first.

The sun was setting, and there were no shops to recruit people in the whole street, so he walked while eating steamed buns.Looking at the canopy chariots and horses on the avenue, there are all kinds of beings.

In front of the carriage, a group of Jinfu servants drove the crowd away. For a while, it was "Master Wang is going out, give way!", and for a while it was "Mr. Li is going out, give way!"

It is obviously an extremely wide avenue, if there is not one most honorable person, several parties with similar identities will not give way to each other, and conflicts will occur.

Living in the imperial capital is not easy.

After Cheng Qianren ate the steamed buns, he followed a team of carpenters and masons to the foot of the overpass.Surrounded by day laborers waiting for work, he also set up a wooden sign with writing: "Mending walls and repairing roads, ferries pulling fibers to retrieve sunken corpses, writing letters and copying books to make articles. The price is fair, and children can be deceived."

As night fell, the lights came on.

If there is no employer today, I am afraid that I will have to sleep under the bridge with these day laborers and compete with beggars and ruffians for space.

Cheng Qianren was thinking, when someone stopped.He immediately raised his head and looked bright: "Are you recruiting Mr. Accountant? No salary, just food and lodging."

The rich old man frowned: "Cheng San, what are you doing here if you don't go back to the house to settle accounts?"

Cheng Qianren: "Huh?"

He was in a trance for a moment.

"Yeah, why am I here? Steward, I can't remember."

Cheng Qianren went back with him in a daze.

The dignitaries of the imperial capital live in the north of the city.

Almost one mansion occupies one street, 'Pingguo Mansion', 'Ningguo Mansion', 'Anshan Prince's Mansion', 'Shenjiang Mansion'... Those big red lanterns, red gold plaques and white jade lions are all amazing and imposing. It was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.I don't know how long I walked among the deep houses in the old street, but the old steward stopped.

Cheng Qianren looked up - 'Chaoci Palace'.

Hi, exhausted, finally home.

***

In the imperial capital, apart from the emperor's palace, only the mansion of the first assistant can be called a 'palace'.This demonstrates the detached status.

Cheng Qianren only took a look at the main entrance, then followed the steward through the side door to enter the mansion.

He remembered his old days, when he graduated from Nanyuan, he settled accounts in this vast, boundless mansion full of strict rules and secrets.

The mansion is divided into inside and outside. When he first arrived, he walked around for half a month, walked through pavilions and corridors, saw lakes and mountains, and did not finish his tour of the outer mansion.Although it is big, it is extremely clean. There is a formation method to remove dust, and even the servants for cleaning are omitted.

Mr. Shoufu really has a lot of accounts to settle.

For this mansion alone, the spirit stones used to maintain the formation will consume a hundred catties a month, and a thousand catties a year.Not to mention that there are more than ten spirit stone vein mines under his name, all over the mainland.

"Poor life, with tens of millions of bills in mind, I don't have 20 taels in my pocket."

Having said that, the work is not tiring, the wages are high, the cook is good, and he lives alone in a small courtyard, the outer mansion is picturesque.

There is food and shelter, a fairy life.

Back in the yard, take a shower and change clothes, have not yet fallen asleep.The housekeeper knocked on the door, followed by a group of guards, motioning for him to follow.

The nurses all have the practice of concentrating, but they can see things at night, but they hold a lantern to illuminate the way for themselves. Cheng Qianren feels more and more flustered as he walks. This is the road to the inner palace.The master lives in the inner mansion, and the servants of their outer mansion usually cannot come close.

Could it be that the matter of leaving the house privately today has been exposed, and I am going to be fired here?Mr. Shoufu has a lot of things to do every day, so you can't wait until tomorrow to talk about such a trivial matter?

Just resign, anyway, if you save a lot of wages, you don't have to be reduced to a flyover.

They stopped in front of an arched door, and the steward said: "Don't be afraid when you see the venerable, just ask and answer whatever you want. Go in by yourself."

Cheng Qianren nodded indiscriminately, stepped into the door, his eyes blurred, and his vision suddenly widened.

The night sky is like a dome, and a small river of stars flickers, disappearing in the distant rolling hills.

Cheng Qianren looked around, the lake was vast and boundless, and under his feet was a wooden path laid on the surface of the lake, leading to the center of the lake in twists and turns.

There are stone lotus lampstands embedded on both sides of the wooden path, and the golden light of the wick is shining like a golden belt, intertwined with the starlight in the sky in the lake water.

The island in the center of the lake was shrouded in white mist, Cheng Qianren walked along the wooden path, the surrounding fields were silent, only the chirping of insects and birds.The night fog is getting darker, and the wind is full of water vapor and light lotus fragrance.I seem to be passing through a fairyland and going to meet a fairy.

There is no other world than this world.

The mist drifted away, and the white gauze drooped around the water.There seemed to be a person by the railing, but he couldn't see clearly through the gauze.

Cheng Qianren stepped forward and saluted: "Excuse me, how can I get to the inner palace?"

The man's voice was hoarse: "What are you doing in the inner mansion?"

Cheng Qianren felt that this reason was very difficult to explain, and he seemed very embarrassed: "... His Holiness called me."

In the palace, the first assistant is called the lord, and outside the palace is called the venerable.

"Oh, I am." The figure waved to him with a casual gesture, as if beckoning some kind of pet: "Come."

As soon as his words fell, the soft curtain was blown up by the night wind, blowing away soundlessly.

When the figure appeared, Cheng Qianren was startled.

Contrary to the rumors, this big man standing behind the throne was wearing a loose robe, revealing a white and soft inner garment.He didn't even have a crown, and his black hair hung down to his waist.

A hand stretched out from under the wide sleeve, as clear as cold jade, leaning on a black cane.

The moonlight and silver light fell on his bronze evil ghost mask, outlining a hideous outline, which proved that he was indeed the chief assistant.

"I won't eat you again, come here."

This leisurely home appearance does not see the coercion of mountains and seas at all, making Cheng Qianren not afraid, only very embarrassed and flustered.

I forgot everything I thought about on the way, how to salute, how to address him.

There was a broken wooden board on the long table, which was incompatible with the splendid fairyland. The man lowered his eyes and read: "'The ferry boat pulls the fiber to pick up the dead body, writes letters, copies books and articles.' Qu Cai?"

Cheng Qianren: ...No... right.

"That's all." Seeing that he hesitated to speak, the first assistant sat on the couch without any embarrassment, "Come and wipe my hair."

The maids with downcast eyes came out of the shadows, took up the sapphire tray, and then quietly retreated.

Cheng Qianren was stunned for a moment, took a silk handkerchief, walked around behind the man, and knelt down on the couch.He suddenly felt that his posture was awkward, but he had already sat down, and it would be even more awkward to move his position.

This distance is too close.It seemed that as soon as you lowered your head, you could touch the other person's hair that was filled with water vapor.

When people are nervous, they like to think wildly.Shoufu is nearly [-] years old, and his hair is well maintained. There is not a single strand of white hair, and it feels smoother than fine silk.

The starlight falls on the lake, the fragrance of lotus in the night wind is clear and shallow, and the gauze curtain is fluttering.

The candles of the copper crane lampstand flickered, casting their shadows in one place.

"Follow me from now on."

****

Cheng Qianren was promoted overnight.From the outer palace to the inner palace.

He didn't know if it was because he was particularly good at wiping his hair.

Maybe just in time for a nobleman to go out of the bath, listen to the wind and hug the moon at night, and have nothing to do, so I just want to find someone to wipe my head.

Just rub your head, anyway, Mr. Shoufu is a very good person.There is no airs at all.

He never felt pressured to be around.It doesn't matter if the brewed tea tastes bad, Shoufu is patient and gentle, teaching him hand in hand.

Delicious delicacies are eaten in different ways.There was only one thing that went wrong in life, and Cheng Qianren couldn't help yawning while rubbing his ink.

"Have you been unwell for the past two days?"

"My lord, please ask, there is nothing serious, it's just restless sleep."

The first assistant thought for a moment: "The guarding formation of the inner palace is activated at night. If you have no cultivation base, you will be disturbed by coercion. Move in from the outside and sleep with me. I can resist and defuse it for you."

Cheng Qianren hesitated a little: "Will you disturb..."

Shoufu interrupted him: "You can't sleep well at night, what do you do during the day?"

That night, Li Chengqianren understood why. The bed was so big that seven or eight people could comfortably lie on it.Only the two of them sleep, one person occupies one side, without hindering each other, it is more than enough for rolling and dancing.

Not only that, the bedding is extremely comfortable, lying down is like being trapped in a soft and warm cloud.Have a good night's sleep.

In the early morning of the second day, Cheng Qianren consciously helped the other party change his clothes and tie his hair.

It seems that because they slept together for one night, the man spoke more casually: "Don't call him Venerable in the future, you are my valet, you need to be different from others in terms of address."

Lord Shoufu, who never took off his mask while sleeping, opened his arms, and Cheng Qianren leaned over to tie his belt: "Then what should I do..."

"You are allowed to call me master, or call me by my name quietly, Chao Ge Que."

Cheng Qianren: "..."

I always feel that the 'master' is weird.Illusion.

In this way, for a month, Cheng Qianren polished ink and brush for the other party, read and refilled tea, and accompanied him around.Later, Chao Geque said that no one had settled the account books in the house, so he was asked to sit aside and settle the accounts.From then on, they shared a table during the day and handed each other pens and inks.Go in and go out together, eat at the same table, regardless of you and me.Cheng Qianren is like a half-master in Chaoci Palace.

Only after nightfall, he needs to serve his master to bathe and change clothes, dry his hair, and then sleep on the same couch.

Half a year later, Cheng Qianren became more and more lazy.With Chaoge Que's cultivation base, he doesn't need to formulate formulas, and most of the trivial tasks can be done with a single thought, but he is willing to do it for him.In the evening, the two soak in the hot spring together and help each other brush their hair.

"The peach blossoms in the back mountain are blooming, let's go to the brewing bar."

Cheng Qianren's hands paused, his heart moved, but he was restrained by his sense of professional responsibility: "Otherwise I'll go tomorrow, I haven't finished this book yet."

Chao Geque objected to his work: "I suddenly feel that it is useless for you to settle accounts."

"Accounting is to know what to do. If you can see the books at a glance, you will know how to take care of them. Money makes money, and profit makes money..." Cheng Qianren talked eloquently, talking about financial management: "In this way, you can have money that you can't spend. "

Chao Geque listened quietly, and finally said: "But, our money can't be spent in the first place."

Cheng Qianren thought about it carefully, shit, it's really like this.

Unless the mainland sinks tomorrow, there is no possibility of their Chaoci Palace going bankrupt.

From then on, he didn't count the books, and he could eat and drink with peace of mind.

As spring went and autumn came, Cheng Qianren, the accountant, completely turned into Cheng Qianren, a house-raised rice bug.

One day when they were fishing by the lake, Chao Geque wove grasshoppers out of wild grass and gave them to him.

Cheng Qianren thought to himself that you are almost two hundred years old, why are you still acting like a child.

He made up a rabbit as a gift in return: "I will also..."

No, how could I?

It seems to be compiled for someone...for whom?He couldn't remember.

Chao Ge Que has two things that never leave his body, one is a mask and the other is a cane.

Cheng Qianren never understood that this man could walk without hindrance, and he didn't need a cane at all.It can only be attributed to the fact that I am old and need comfort in my heart.

He thought to himself, don’t be afraid, when you are too old to walk, I will make you a wheelchair.

After another thought, the other party is a practitioner with a long life.I'm afraid that when grass grows on his grave, that person will not grow old.

That night, Cheng Qianren choked on eating three extra bowls of rice. When he was sleeping, his stomach hurt and he rolled on the bed.

Chaoge Que rubbed his stomach distressedly: "Tomorrow I will teach you how to draw Qi into your body, and we will practice together."

This is another two and a half years.

When the first snow fell this winter, the plum blossoms in Houshan bloomed.

Chao Geque dragged Cheng Qianren out of bed.

They stop and go, drinking and admiring plum blossoms.Red clouds all over the mountains and plains, proud snow and frost.

"Can you take off the mask and let me see?" It wasn't because of curiosity, Cheng Qianren couldn't explain the reason, it seemed that he wanted to know more about the other party.

Chao Geque shook his head: "No."

"Then can you show me your cane?"

The scepter representing prestige was asked for, and the first assistant was not angry, but smiled kindly: "Be careful not to hurt your hand, this is my sword."

Cheng Qianren immediately became interested: "It turned out to be like this!"

I saw that person twitch lightly on the handle, and the light suddenly appeared.

"It's called Chaoci."

The body of the sword is like a piece of pure white cloud, a piece of clear jade, contrasting with the black scabbard, like black mountains and white waters, it has the beauty of sharp killing, thrilling.

Cheng Qianren looked at it over and over again, unable to put it down: "Chaoci Baidi Caiyun Jian. It's a good sword."

'Chaoci' restrained its edge in his palm, like a docile white rabbit.

"It seems that it likes you very much."

Cheng Qianren originally wanted to say 'swords are dead things, how can there be love and hate', but suddenly thought in a daze, don't I have a sword?Where is my sword?

It may not look so good, but I... should have a sword.

He looked at the white snow and red plum blossoms, the pavilions in the mountains, the frozen lake below the mountains, and the Chaoci Palace where they lived.

"It seems to me that I haven't been out of the house for three years."

"You want to leave the house?" The voice behind the mask was a little hoarse, he was laughing, but seemed to be cold: "But your contract of sale is still in my hands."

Chaoge Que folded off a section of flower branch.

"I'm just going out for a walk." It was the first time Cheng Qianren heard him call himself 'my lord'.

There is indeed everything inside the wall, all his visions are met, and he can live a happy life, so why do he want to go outside the wall?He was silent for a moment, and added: "Be back soon."

Shoufu stopped talking.

He threw the plum branch in his hand on the snow, and the blood spattered three feet, which was miserable and glaring.

The sky dimmed suddenly, the wind and snow surged violently, large plum trees withered and fell, and the plum forest turned into a dead sea in an instant.

Cheng Qianren subconsciously took two steps back.

"It turns out that you have to start over, and you still have to leave me."

The man raised his pale and slender fingers, and took off his mask: "How many chances do I have to give you before you can remember?"

A flawless face.

It was chasing the flow.

"you you--"

Like an electric light splitting the night, illuminating the universe!

Cheng Qianren remembered everything!

***

The world was a big dream, Cheng Qianren opened his eyes.Dazed for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, he was taken aback by the black crowd.

where am iWhat are they doing?

"Senior Brother Cheng is out!"

Nanyuan was full of joy.

Cheng Qianren wanted to find a quiet place to sort out his messy thoughts, but there was nowhere to avoid the crowds.I had no choice but to go back to the clinic with my friends, and the door of the consulting room was closed, so it was finally clean.

Not long after, Zhou Yan entrusted someone to pass a message to him: "Strong enemy, don't move."

These four words are sincere and precious, because Zhou Yanzheng was convalescing his wounds and was unconscious in bed. Hearing the news that he was leaving the customs, it can be said that he "sat up in shock from a dying illness".

At the same time, it also made Cheng Qianren soberly realize that the barriers in his mind are over. In the real world, the situation is urgent, and wind, frost, swords and swords will not give you time to think about it.

While laying out paper and moistening pens, Gu Xuejiang said to Cheng Qianren: "It is said that Mr. Hu's evaluation of him is 'sacredness can be expected, and Jiange is safe.'"

One person maintains the status of one sect, which in turn affects the pattern of the world.Only the top talents can do it.After watching the battle the day before yesterday, Gu Xuejiang was also thinking, if she hadn't had any accidents, would she be better than the current Fu Keji?He's not sure.

With just a few strokes on the paper, Gu Xuejiang sketched out the movements of the characters, the direction of the sword, and the attack range of strength, while dictating the battle situation of the day.

Cheng Qianren watched intently, those lines crashed into his eyes, and the fragmented pictures were quickly pieced together in the sea of ​​consciousness, and restored into a long scroll like a marquee.

"...When we got here, Zhou Yan exhausted his true energy and sent out more than forty sword qi, which had become a siege. Fu Keji's long sword was turned upside down, and the river flooded down, breaking his sword qi, breaking out, and then ..."

"No." Cheng Qianren said suddenly.

Gu Xuejiang stopped, thoughtful.

Cheng Qianren: "It's not like 'Drinking Chuanhong'." I have experienced it myself, and I will not admit my mistake.

"After the two moves of 'Chasing the Sun' and 'Raining Wind', Fu Keji did not follow the trend to use 'Yin Chuan Hong'. Because...he has a stronger ultimate move than 'Yin Chuan Hong'."

"It was this move that made him break through and fight back. End the battle."

Xu Ran couldn't help asking: "What is that?"

Cheng Qianren shook his head: "I don't know."

****

The finals are coming to an end, and the challenge is about to begin.Cheng Qianren has changed a lot since he left the customs.

He no longer resisted other people's attention, and even accepted the invitation of Mr. Xi from Nanshan's backyard to give several lectures.There are large gatherings among the students, and if you are lucky enough, you can also invite him to come forward.

When he gave a lecture for the first time, there were no empty seats in the hall, and students stood by the windows and doorways; the second time there were even more people, and students from other colleges rushed over after hearing the news, so Nanshan had no choice but to lay a sound reinforcement array in an open space and let him do a lecture. outdoor speeches.

"I'm Cheng Qianren, an ordinary person, like every one of you, not even as good as you..."

People always look forward to drawing strength and comfort from others, otherwise the success of the bookstore will not be a hot seller.

Cheng Qianren seems to have magical powers, and his followers are getting more and more.Xu Ran didn't understand this: "What the hell is Qian Ren doing? He doesn't have time to have dinner with us."

Gu Xuejiang was writing his new book when she heard the sound and raised her head: "He is looking after him."

Xu Ran was confused: "What?"

Gu Xuejiang had no choice but to put down her pen: "Which people's glorious deeds have you heard the most times? It's best to be from the younger generation."

Xu Ran blurted out the first name: "Princess Anguo!"

Gu Xuejiang: "Okay, let's take the eldest princess as an example. When I was in the imperial capital, whenever she won a battle, there would always be subordinates riding fast horses into the capital, and riding horses all the way into the palace. The guards on both sides of Xuanwu Avenue maintained order. The common people As long as you see this battle, you will know that it is her victory, and the crowd cheers and applauds. The Holy Majesty opened the state treasury for three days, and all the dignitaries and dignitaries followed suit."

"In fact, there are many ways to transmit military reports. Flying eagles and communication formations are faster than horses. 'Quick horses report victories' are only for the common people to see."

Xu Ran lost her mind: "Wait, let me think about it."

Gu Xuejiang continued to write books.After a while he said to her:

"After the Battle of the Eastern Expedition, the dynasty's stars were withered, and there was an urgent need for a rising new star to replace those dead and old gods of war and become the people's new belief. The eldest princess appeared at the right time. Her prestige was determined by the entire royal family. shape."

"Then why does Qianren want to raise Wang?"

Gu Xuejiang stopped writing after writing, and smiled: "Maybe I want to do something."

Xu Ran leaned over to look, it wasn't the third part of 'Gossip about the Emperor's Capital', the cover said 'Gossip about Nanyang'.

She kept thinking about the booklet, and it wasn't until eating that she vaguely realized that Gu Er was trying to build momentum for Cheng San.

Xu Ran suddenly put down the bowl: "Am I slowing down, should I do something?"

Lin Lu looked at her in a daze.

Gu Xuejiang: "It's good to eat meat. Come, eat more."

Lin Lu also picked up a chopstick for her.

***

When people were about to lose patience, the ranking of the finals of the double-court fight finally came out.

In the martial arts test, Cheng Qianren was ranked third because of his realm breakthrough.There are only Fu Keji and Yuan Shangqiu in front.

Nanyuan College is one of the top three, and the seniors who are graduating this year are completely relieved.

Some people think that this ranking is good enough, and Cheng Qianren's prestige is also at its peak, so there is no need to challenge to become famous.Some people say that he will challenge Yuan Shangqiu. After all, there are some personal grievances, and everyone knows it.As for Fu Keji, he was defeated by Keji's sword in the rematch, so he shouldn't be overwhelmed.

Nanyang's largest casino, 'Jinduiyuzhui' even opened for this purpose.Thousands of people took part in the betting, half of them bet on him 'will not fight again', and half of them bet on 'Challenge Yuan Shangqiu'.Only a hundred or so bet on the option of 'challenge Fu Keji'. I don't know if they are not clear about their minds or they are shaken by the frighteningly high odds.

After Cheng Qianren heard about it, he just waited silently.And ask a friend to do one thing.

So Gu Xuejiang rushed to the final betting deadline and bet all the net worth in the accounts of the four fools of Nanyuan.

On the second day, his gauntlet was sent to the guest house.

They make a lot of money.

"We have 9000 taels! We got rich overnight!" Xu Ran looked at the silver ticket facing the sun: "No, there is also a bonus for the double court fight, which adds up to more than [-] taels! How much is [-] taels... I have no idea... ..."

Gu Xuejiang was more concerned about another question: "If you give him a fight, how sure are you that you will get out unscathed?"

He didn't ask about winning, but about protecting himself.

Cheng Qianren was silent for a moment: "Fifty percent."

Gu Xuejiang: "Okay."

If you lose, you lose. Although the output is glorious, it is still worth the money.

In fact, at this point in the fight between the two courts, Cheng Qianren, as a genius who was born out of nowhere and has no master behind him, has already received offers of favor from many forces.As long as he accepts the family's offer casually, he no longer has to worry about making money.

But everyone tacitly did not mention this matter.

Before the letter of war reached the guest courtyard, half of Nanyuan already knew about it.

"He wants to challenge Fu Keji? How come!"

"Could it be that you are unwilling to witness Fu Keji's final with your own eyes?"

"Senior brother Cheng Gao Yi! I believe he made this decision for Nanyuan's prestige."

No matter what the reason is, there is absolutely no room for change when the gauntlet is poured out.

On this day, many people in Beilan were immersed in joy.

Another news on the second day pushed Cheng Qianren off the cusp.

Even Gu Xuejiang was shocked.

Lin Lu, who had the least desire to win and signed up for the double court fight in order to make up the number of the three of them, asked for the letter of challenge from No. 1 Yuan Xia of the literary test.

Cheng Qianren said to him: "Lu, don't do anything you don't like."

Lin Duzhi said: "I think so myself." He smiled shyly: "I haven't challenged others yet."

In the challenge competition, you need to fight for luck again. The field is selected for the martial arts test, and the questions are selected for the literary test.

Lin Duzhi and Yuan Xiasuo were arranged to decide the topic in the first round.The two sides wrote down several areas they are good at, mixed with some topics given by President Hu, a total of twenty lots, and the challenger will draw one.

Before the verdict entered the arena, the students were waiting outside the Qinxue Hall, Gu Xuejiang came out more and more, and bowed to Yuanxia.

Originally asked for a gift in return.

Gu Xuejiang said: "I only have one question. This year, on the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, you went to visit Master Painful at the Temple of Mercy, what was the result?"

That game was far away in an ancient temple in the mountains, and no one watched the game. Yuan Xiasuo never mentioned the result of the game in front of people, and no one asked about it.

The reason is that the master has retired for many years, and it is inconvenient for the success or failure to reappear in front of others.

But now, opponents have to use this to estimate his strength.If you don't answer, you are dishonest.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the huge square fell silent tacitly, waiting for the answer together.

Yuan Xiasuo said slowly: "The master is courteous, I am lucky enough to win the son-in-law."

There was an uproar.

"He can beat Master Painstaking!"

"Master has cultivated Buddhist supernatural powers for 100 years, which is considered exhaustive."

Yuan Xiasuo smiled wryly, he didn't want to be famous for the failure of a senior.

Xu Ran couldn't understand this: "Is the situation very bad?"

Gu Xuejiang: "It's okay. There are no difficult debates in the challenge competition. There are twenty lots. As long as you don't draw 'chess', Lin Lu will win." The reason why Lin Duzhi is ranked No.3 is because he speaks with his pen when he is in a difficult debate.The defense rules were not fully followed.

Lin Duzhi whispered: "It's different, Master Painstakingly practices Hinayana Buddhism, while I practice Mahayana Buddhism."

Xu Ran broke down: "You guys are playing chess, what does it have to do with Buddhism?"

"This... you can understand that we use the Buddhist method to count chess, to count the opponent's chess, and to count our own chess."

When the guard of honor arrived, Lin Duzhi and Yuan Xiasuo entered the hall.

Gu Xuejiang was very calm: "One-twentieth, it's not easy to get it."

Xu Ran paced the square in a panic, she felt that she had waited half her life before Lin Lu came out.

"How about it?"

Before Lin Duzhi stepped out of the palace gate, the deacon's chanting had already sounded, and it was heard from afar: "Chess—"

The law of conservation of character seems to be invalid in this world, and the four fools of Nanyuan soon face the malice of fate again.

Cheng Qianren drew the place Fu Keji wrote down - Taiye Pond.