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People under the big green tree looked at the young man on the edge of the boulder who was giggling at the stunning scenery. They were all moved with infinite emotion and smiled silently. Only the second senior brother was still sitting rigorously, and there was an old scholar with gray hair.

He was reading an old book in his hand, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.

The melodious and distant sound of the cave flute sounded. The man picked up the long flute on his knee and blew it with a smile. Then the clanging sound of the three-stringed qin with an ancient feel sounded. The seventh senior sister picked up an embroidery needle as thin as an ox hair with her fingers and played it on the mountain.

With a slight stroke in the wind, the needle tip trembled at high speed, emitting a clear sound similar to a metal percussion instrument. The strong man raised the heavy hammer and slammed it to the ground, making a loud bang, which was so exquisite that it fit in the music.

At that point where excitement is needed.

The sound of the flute, the sound of the piano, the sound of needles and the sound of hammers, mixed together to form an ancient tune, spreading melodiously from under the green trees, covering the top of the cliff behind the academy, urging the floating clouds on the cliff to flow slowly, urging people to

The mountain pine trees sway slightly, as if welcoming guests.

Standing on top of the boulder, Ning Que listened to the ancient music that floated into his ears. He turned back and looked under the big green tree, looking at the men and women with different descriptions but all with gentle smiles, and looking at the figure of Chen Pipi under the tree.

Knowing that these people are the senior brothers and sisters on the second floor of the academy, they are expressing their welcome to me in this way, I can't help but feel warm in my heart.

The warm feeling quickly turned into heat in his chest and abdomen, his eyes darkened, and he fell down.

Prince Longqing stood silently on the lawn under the boulder, as if he had not heard this touching ancient song at all. His peach-shaped cheeks were still perfect, but his hair had become unkempt and slightly damp with sweat.

On the shoulder.

He raised his head, looked under the green tree and said slowly: "Maybe it sounds ridiculous and lacks some grace, but I really don't accept it."

I don't know when, the second senior brother stood up from the ancient song and quietly came to the lawn. He looked at Prince Longqing's expressionless face and the two glimmers in his eyes, calm and calm.

Said: "If I were you, I wouldn't accept it either."

Prince Longqing was silent for a moment and then said: "If you have succeeded in killing all emotions and sex, but you still can't see through the choice, then who can see through it?"

The second senior brother looked at him, with a slight pity on his face and said: "To destroy one's emotions and one's nature, it shows that there is fear in one's temperament, the fear of choice. Although I don't know what you have seen or experienced before, but

I can probably guess that Ning Que is different from you in that he has no fear in his temperament, so he doesn’t need to go through such a difficult process as you to erase his original intention and force himself to eliminate his emotions and nature.”

Prince Longqing stared into his eyes and asked with deep confusion and reluctance: "Fear is human nature. As long as you are a human being, you will be afraid. Ning Que is also a human being. How come there is no fear in his temperament?"

The second senior brother was silent for a long time. He seemed to think that this question was indeed a bit confusing. He shook his head and said: "Perhaps this is the difference between small fears and big fears. You can all overcome the small fears in your instincts, but if it involves the difference between life and death,

, the great fear between day and night, it’s not that easy.”

Prince Longqing understood this sentence, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he asked: "You mean Ning Que has no faith."

The second senior brother replied: "Maybe so."

Prince Longqing was startled, then he laughed sadly at himself and murmured: "Because my faith is too firm, I lost to a person who absolutely puts myself first and has no faith. How can I be willing to do this?"

The second senior brother was silent for a moment and then said: "Perhaps Ning Que also has faith, but those things are hidden too deep in his heart, so the illusion on the stone path cannot be found. It is even possible that he himself does not know what that faith is."

At this time, Chen Pipi carried the unconscious Ning Que on his back, panting and trudging down the huge rock. The fat on his cheeks would tremble slightly with every step he took, like the ripples in a lake. He and

The senior brothers and sisters under the big green tree knew very well that Ning Que fainted because of the great impact on his spiritual world today and the intense physical exertion. He relaxed too suddenly until he finally succeeded in reaching the summit, so he did not

Not too worried.

Prince Longqing looked at Chen Pipi's back and listened to the faint voice calling his junior brother to get water from under the green tree. He suddenly thought of a certain genius that the headmaster and that woman mentioned occasionally, his pupils narrowed and he murmured.

Said: "Is this...is he?"

The second senior brother seemed to have no intention of concealing Chen Pipi's identity and said: "That's him."

Prince Longqing stared blankly at the extremely busy fat young man who was being commanded. He recalled the regret, regret or anger between the headmaster and the woman in the red dress when they mentioned him. He couldn't help but find it hard to believe the contrast. Suddenly, he thought of his own day today.

Suddenly, he found that it was not so bleak and unacceptable. He shook his head and laughed at himself: "A true genius like him actually has to be bossed around by you on the second floor of the academy. I still thought about being able to enter the building.

It’s really a wishful thinking to shine so brightly.”

"A true genius is a genius wherever he goes."

The second senior brother looked at his slightly pale cheeks and said: "Since you know that he is the most talented young man in Guan, then he is also a genius at the back of my academy. Of course, he is still much worse than me. But you don't have to

Too disappointed, in fact, your performance today was very good. If you hadn't met a guy like Ning Que, I would be happy to welcome you in the back mountain."

After being silent for a moment, Prince Longqing bowed his arms to the ground, then turned and walked down the mountain.

The silence in the front yard of the academy has long been replaced by a buzzing discussion similar to the flight of wild bees. Although the high-ranking big shots still remain reserved, ordinary officials and teaching students really cannot suppress the excitement and enthusiasm in their hearts.

I am curious and eager to know the final result of today's two-story mountain climbing and who won.

At this moment, the professor who was in charge of presiding over the opening ceremony of the second floor of the college slowly walked out. The expression on his face was really strange. He seemed to be very pleased and a little shocked. He seemed to want to laugh, but because of something.

Not very good at laughing.

Before today, not many people, including the students in the academy, knew the identity of this professor. But today, the professor presided over the ceremony for the whole day, and after everyone made inquiries, they finally found out that he was the only one left.

One of the Talisman Masters dared to make a mistake. When he saw him walking up the stone steps, he subconsciously stopped talking. Just looking at the expression on his face, the waves in everyone's hearts arose again, and they wanted to see from these expressions.

Come up with some reasons.

"Huang He'er, where are you dawdling?"

The only person in the room who dared to speak to Mr. Professor in this tone, who dared to call out his name directly, and even deliberately included the word "son", was naturally the Talisman Master Yan Se enshrined at the South Gate of Haotian in the Tang Dynasty.

In terms of age, he was a few points taller than Professor Huang He. He was already feeling a little anxious at this moment, and seeing him clearing his throat and dilly-dallying, he was already impatient.

"Today, the enrollment on the second floor of the academy has come to an end."

Professor Huang He didn't bother to argue with Yan Se, the famously lazy Talisman Master. He cleared his throat and spoke directly.

Suddenly Yan Se thought of some possibility, stood up anxiously, stretched out his hand to stop and said: "Don't panic!"

Seeing that the drama that had been waiting for a day and a night was about to come to an end, and finally able to know the hero's true appearance after taking off the silver mask, he was interrupted again. The people on the front lawn of the academy were in awe of Master Yanse.

Even though he was a talisman master, he finally couldn't bear it and let out a burst of boos. He couldn't blame the crowd. No matter how powerful you are as a Talisman Master, you couldn't kill all the hundreds of people in the field.

Professor Huang He glared at Yan Se unceremoniously, thinking that it was you who was urging me. At this time, he calmed himself down and asked what kind of mystery this was, and asked in a deep voice: "Why don't you panic?"

"The opening of the second floor of the academy is such a big event. Although Master is traveling abroad and away from the capital, you can't be so perfunctory. Before announcing the results, shouldn't you first take a shower and change clothes, and burn incense and worship the heaven?"

Yan Se rushed up the stone steps, walked up to Professor Huang He, and said solemnly.

The boos from the audience suddenly became louder and louder. Even Prince Li Peiyan and Li Yu couldn't help but glance at this veteran.

Yan Se listened to the noise from the audience, and even though his face was as wrinkled and thick as the bark of an old tree, he couldn't help but feel a little feverish. However, his hunger for his descendants finally defeated his little sense of shame, and he glared at the stage.

He shouted: "Who dares to say that what I said is wrong? Stand up and challenge me!"

Hearing these words, the audience suddenly became silent. Both Priest Li and the displeased doctoral teachers in the academy turned their faces, thinking of challenging you, a well-trained Talisman Master, to a duel? We

Not crazy.

Professor Huang He looked at him displeased and said, "Uncle Yan, what exactly do you want to do?"

There are very few talisman masters in the world, and the ranking of their masters has nothing to do with their respective sects. It is another simple and complex system, and there is no need to say more here. In fact, what Yan Se was thinking at this time was very simple, he just

He was thinking, if the result announced was really the result that he and his junior brother did not want to hear, and if everyone in the world heard it, wouldn't it immediately become a foregone conclusion?

Ignoring the objections of everyone in the front yard of the academy, Yan Se dragged Professor Huang He into a study room. The people who entered the study room with them were all important figures who were qualified to participate in this matter, or who had the power to change the final outcome.

Priest Mo Li's expression was a little confused. He felt that he must have heard something wrong just now, so he cast an inquiring look at His Royal Highness the Prince beside him. However, Li Peiyan's expression was also a little strange. He felt that he might not have heard wrong, but he could only hear something wrong.

Professor Huang He made a mistake when announcing the results. To prove his conjecture, he looked at his niece beside him.

There was no expression on Li Yu's delicate face, because although she had guessed it countless times and even expected this result countless times during today's long mountain climbing time, when this result actually appeared, she was still strongly shocked.

The spiritual world made it difficult for her to come back to her senses for a while.

Priest Mo Li's eyes slowly flickered over the faces of several important figures, and the responses he received were the ones he least wanted to see. He stood up slowly, looked at Professor Huang He with some confusion, and said doubtfully:

"You said the one who climbed to the top of the mountain was...Ning Que?"

Professor Huang He sighed and said, "It is indeed Ning Que."

Priest Mo Li stood stiffly by the chair, unable to say a word for a long time.

As the vice-president of the Tianyu Academy of the Xiling Temple, he led a delegation to visit Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty under the orders of the headmaster. The main purpose was to fulfill the secret agreement between the two countries and send Prince Longqing to the second floor of the academy.

building.

Priest Mo Li has no favorable impression of the academy. In his opinion, there is no need for a proud man like Prince Longqing to study on the second floor of the academy. However, since this is the arrangement of the temple, and the whole world now knows about Prince Longqing.

If he wants to enter the second floor of the academy and agrees to let the prince enter the second floor of the academy, he must go in because it represents the glory and dignity of the Xiling Temple. However, who would have thought that after such a long wait, he would finally enter the second floor.

But it was someone else!

Thinking that if this matter was reported back to Xiling, the headmaster would be furious and punished, and thinking that the hundreds of millions of Haotian Taoists in the world might be shaken in their awe of the temple because of this matter, Mo Li felt that he had to start from the beginning.

His feet felt like they had been washed by ice water, and a biting chill emanated from the inside out. He muttered absentmindedly: "Impossible, impossible."

Suddenly, he looked at Professor Huang He and waved his hands angrily in protest: "How could an ordinary academy student defeat Prince Longqing! The prince is only one step away from realizing his destiny, who is that student! The academy must have done some tricks!"

In fact, if those people outside the study who are still waiting for the result know the result, they will probably have the same view as Priest Mo Li. The person competing with Prince Longqing today is not the invincible Wang Jinglue who knows his fate, but a

How can such a person defeat Prince Longqing by borrowing from an ordinary academy student who is unknown and no one even knew he could practice cultivation beforehand?

Can a field mouse defeat a goshawk? Can an ant defeat a lion? Can an embroidered lady defeat General Xiahou? No, these are impossible things, just like Ning Que cannot defeat Prince Longqing, unless God allows the goshawk to break its wings.

Unless God lets the lion turn into a pile of carrion in advance, unless the queen betroths the embroidered lady to General Xiahou as his wife!

Ning Que can defeat Prince Longqing unless the academy secretly cheats.

The big shots in the library all looked at Professor Huang He with doubts and questions.
To be continued...