Chapter 822: Under the Banner
Jin Siqi hugged the thermos cup and curled up in the quilt with his legs. Snow-white sheets underneath him, with pillows behind him. She sat quietly, staring at the dark wall in front of her, silent.
The previous Nine Shadow Holy Envoys brought her to this side hall, and after doing a simple treatment for her, they left her here and went to work on their own tasks. Calculating the time, the martial arts exercise should have ended now, but still no one has come back to take care of her, and I don't know if they have forgotten their existence.
What should I do next, should I go back to the dormitory on my own, or should I continue to wait here?or, should I go to the Nine Venerables and continue today's assessment? No...... Things have already become like this, if he contacts the Nine Venerables alone, he will definitely be misunderstood by his senior sister again, and he doesn't know how she will secretly fix herself at that time......
Just when Jin Siqi was alone in a daze and at a loss, with a "squeak", the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and a boy about the same age as her walked in cautiously.
He has a well-behaved baby face, with a round head, a simple face, clear eyes, but a little shy dodgy, and the whole person's temperament is a little immature. It also makes him seem to be several years younger than his peers.
"That ......" the boy seemed more timid than she was, standing in front of the bed and peeking at her, and immediately looking away before she could notice, "Are you feeling okay now?"
Jin Siqi replied softly: "Much better, are you?" Looking at his dress, he shouldn't be the Nine Shadows Holy Envoy in the hall.
The boy seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, held it in front of her with both hands, and stammered: "This is my treasured healing elixir, if you don't mind, you can use it." ”
Jin Siqi took it hesitantly, and silently clenched the medicine bottle in his palm: "Thank you." But we ...... Do you know?"
Most of the candidates who will appear here at this time are also candidates who have come to participate in the election. However, Jin Siqi really had no impression of the boy in front of him. It's no wonder that there are many candidates in the primary selection, except for a few particularly good, such as Huangfu Li and Sikong Sheng, I am afraid that most of them are transparent in the eyes of other candidates.
The boy swallowed, his face flushed at her questioning, and he glanced at the door from time to time, as if he was ready to flee at any moment.
"I didn't know you before, so I want to get to know you now......" The boy's voice was as small as a mosquito, but fortunately, he still said this sentence completely, "That, let me introduce myself first, my name is Meng Zhao, in fact, I have been paying attention to you for a long time......"
Jin Siqi was stunned: "Me? Why?" Thinking back to her performance in the assessment, she was nothing more than being in a middle and lower reaches, and she really didn't think anything was worth noting.
Meng Zhao nodded: "Well, because I think you are very gentle and very kind......"
Jin Siqi's brain suddenly "buzzed", similar words, someone had said to her before-
"I think you're gentle and make people want to be protective. ”
Many years ago, Gu Feipeng held her in his arms like this and whispered love words in her ear.
However, maybe he is not gentle at all, but just weak and cowardly. And her cowardice will eventually hurt those who protect her......
"And, in fact, I used to be bullied in the sect, and I was always bullied, so I ......" Meng Zhao grabbed his hair and looked at her with a smile.
Jin Siqi smiled bitterly: "Just sympathy, right?"
Meng Zhao smiled embarrassedly and buried his head lower.
"Then which sect are you?" Jin Siqi didn't want to get entangled here, and took the initiative to change the topic.
Meng Zhao was also overjoyed by her initiative to ask, and his eyes lit up: "I'm from the Formation Dao Mansion." Don't look at me like this, I'm a formation mage!"
"However, my strength may be quite weak......" However, his self-confidence came and went quickly, and he became depressed in the blink of an eye.
Jin Siqi comforted a little helplessly: "Don't be so unconfident." Since you can be promoted, it means that you must be very good!"
"Really?" Meng Zhao looked uplifted again, "My mother often says that!"
The atmosphere was suddenly awkward.
Jin Siqi couldn't laugh or cry for a while. That's really ...... Typical talk about the sky to death......
……
And on the side of Tianxiao Pavilion-
After a few days of assessment, Mo Gucheng's excellence was obvious to all, and it directly crushed a group of candidates. Even the deacon disciples who were bullying at the beginning began to follow him and kept praising them. Without saying anything from others, he took the initiative to change a spacious room for the people of the Qianyuan Sect.
Mo Gucheng didn't care about these stubborn wall grasses at all. Fortunately, with Lu Hongyu and Ming Ji by his side, he was able to entrap those disciples, so as not to stiffen the relationship.
The personal martial arts performance has come to an end, and Mo Gucheng's moves are like flowing water, which can be called the culmination of the collection of laws and Taoism. In the midst of his fist movement, there was a faint rumbling thunder, which resounded in the main hall. It is the sound of the Tao rules, and it is also the comprehension of the elements, which is infinitely close to the embodiment of the Origin Ocean.
At the long table, a row of white-bearded elders sat in charge of registering the scores. When Mo Gucheng turned around, they looked at each other, and they couldn't help but praise each other in surprise and sigh.
At such an age, with such cultivation, even in their Tianxiao Pavilion, how many people can reach it?
At the same time, in another room far away from the Yanwu Hall, there were several elders, staring at the surveillance screen in front of them, worried.
"A thousand beheadings?"
One of the elders exclaimed, his voice filled with shock and disbelief.
"Yes, this is the latest result. The elder in charge of the real-time monitoring data nodded, "The Emperor Sword Pavilion has killed 1,580 opponents for nine days. ”
The elders looked at each other, and after a long time, someone sighed lightly: "Fortunately, he was allowed to enter the trial space, and he faced virtual opponents. If this is put outside, it won't kill all the other candidates?"
"It is said that this killing of nine days, from the beginning, took the route of being a blockbuster after many years of immersion. Another elder stared at the thick stack of materials in his hand, "For so many years, he has never taken a step out of the test, just like a machine that was only born for cultivation. It's really hard to deal with such a person......"
"If in the end, the person we Tianxiao Pavilion pushed up by ourselves can't get a good ranking, but instead let him, an outsider, get rid of it, it will be a shame!" said another elder angrily. At the end of the words, the two long eyebrows lowered their eyebrows, and their faces were full of worry and unwillingness.
For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little heavy.
"It's out!" Just as everyone was bowing their heads, an elder rushed in from outside the door, still holding the register in his hand, "The results of the moon master are out!"
The elders in the room seemed to suddenly see a glimmer of hope, and gathered around them, their eyes full of anxiety: "How much?"
The elder who had just arrived was under the watchful eye of everyone, and his momentum was obviously weakened.
“…… 1318。 ”
The mood that had just risen in the room was like being emptied, and it collapsed completely.
Yan Yue couldn't kill for nine days, so their only hope for victory was Lilin.
However, all the honors of Tianxiao Pavilion should be bet on him alone? In case of a slight mistake, what ......
"Elders," in the dead silence, an elder with a beard and a face like a heavy jujube stood up, also holding a stack of report cards in his hand.
"I have a proposal. ”
……
That night, Mo Gucheng was invited to the elder's room.
He was greeted by the last elder who had spoken earlier.
"Little friend of the lonely city, I have already read all your score reports. The red-faced elder looked at the transcript on the table, raised his head from time to time, and looked at him appreciatively, "It's really very good! This is what all our elders unanimously recognize!"
Mo Gucheng was still expressionless, even this affirmation from the top did not make him forget the slightest.
"Thank you, Elder, for the compliment. ”
Seeing his calm attitude that was not shocked, the red-faced elder was even more appreciative, and raised his hand to the table: "The old man has a proposal! When the Tiangong Gate is officially assessed, you will run under the name of our Tianxiao Pavilion, how about it?"
"However, I'm not from your Tianxiao Pavilion. Mo Gucheng looked indifferent and replied coldly.
The red-faced elder smiled unhurriedly and said, "The old man has already thought about it, as long as an elder in our pavilion recognizes you as a righteous son and gives the Yan family name, then everything will be justified!"
"As a disciple of Tianxiao Pavilion, it is natural that you can enjoy many privileges. If you agree, we will not only give you a special recommendation, but also focus on cultivating you and provide you with all the cultivation resources you need. In the future assessment, it will be a green light all the way......"
Just as the red-faced elder was gushing about the various benefits of the Tianxiao Pavilion under the name, a trace of mockery had flashed in Mo Gucheng's eyes.
"I don't think so. ”
The red-faced elder was stunned, as if he suddenly choked back in one breath: "Little friend in the lonely city...... What do you say?"
Mo Gucheng said coldly: "I can win with my own strength, and I don't need to cling to the powerful." What's more," he glanced at the elder in front of him, his tone was still arrogant and calm, "I don't think any of you Tianxiao Pavilion elders are qualified to be my stepfather. ”
"You ......" The red-faced elder raised his hand at him angrily, his shoulders trembling with excessive anger, "Don't be ignorant! I let you name Tianxiao Pavilion, that's giving you a chance! This is something that ordinary people can't ask for!"
"Your chance, leave it to those who need it. Mo Gucheng interrupted coldly, "I took my leave." ”
After saying that, he did not salute the elders, but turned around and walked away.
"How can this be reasonable, how can this be reasonable!" After Mo Gucheng left, the red-faced elder was furious alone in the room, "Just a junior, you really take yourself seriously!"
His original intention was to pick out the best among these participating disciples and hang it under the Tianxiao Pavilion for assessment. If they get a good ranking at that time, it will be their Tianxiao Pavilion who will be in the limelight.
Although such a move is a bit of a use, with the power of Tianxiao Pavilion, even if those candidates know, they should be fighting and rushing to be used.
What's more, the pavilion would also provide them with cultivation resources, so that they could have the same treatment as those authentic young masters and young masters, what else was there to be dissatisfied? He never thought that someone would be so ignorant and dare to refuse!
Scanning the report card on the table, a wave of insolent malice suddenly surged in the red-faced elder's eyes, and he swept the paper off.
"You have the strength, no matter how strong you are, I will directly withdraw your recommendation quota, and I will not even qualify you to run for election!"
……
With a "bang", the door of the registration room was pushed open, and the red-faced elder strode in.
"Lao Huo, is the latest recommended list out?"
In front of the square table full of grade books, a white-bearded elder looked up from the document and looked at his colleagues who had arrived late at night with some confusion.
"It's almost done, and the next step is to hand it over to the Pavilion Master for final review. ”
The red-faced elder bowed: "Show me." ”
Although Elder Nahuo was full of puzzlement, he also rummaged through the table as he said, took out a folder and handed it over.
The red-faced elder swept casually, saw a familiar name on the list, and a sneer quietly set off on the corner of his mouth.
"Qianyuan Zongmo Lonely City, this candidate has been removed from the list. ”
Looking at the report card spread out in front of him, Elder Huo was stunned, and in order to avoid mishearing, he even made a special trip to put on reading glasses and browse through the paper again.
"Why? This examinee is quite good in all aspects! Why, is this what the Pavilion Master meant?"
"That's what I meant!" the red-faced elder snorted, his fingers tapping heavily on the list as he slammed his fingers.
"Among the candidates of this year's year, there are many outstanding talents, not inferior to him! You just have to remove him, when something happens, I will stand up to the pavilion master!"
Elder Nahuo was still hesitating, and the red-faced elder was aggressive, and the two were in a stalemate, when a dry cough suddenly sounded behind them.
"Lao Li, what can't you let the pavilion master know?"
The two elders were stunned at the same time, looking at the Tianxiao Pavilion Lord who was strolling over, and then they bowed in unison and saluted: "Pavilion Master!"
Tianxiao Pavilion Lord Yan Zhengting nodded gently: "Well, what were you talking about just now?"
The red-faced Elder Li was about to speak, but Elder Huo was afraid of taking responsibility, so he had already preemptively said, "Pavilion Master, Lao Li asked me to remove this candidate from the recommended list!"
Yan Zhengting followed his instructions, picked up the folder, and examined the proud data, frowning slightly.
"Isn't this candidate's grades very good? Why do you want to get rid of him?"
Elder Li glared at Elder Huo, his eyes rolled a few times, and finally made up his mind, and said in a low voice, "Pavilion Master, take a step to speak." ”
Yan Zhengting held an indispensable attitude and followed him out of the door. Elder Li looked around to the left and right, and after confirming that no one had heard, he lowered his voice and said, "Pavilion Master, this candidate's strength is indeed good, but he is too blind to no one. ”
"I once proposed before that he should run under the name of our Tianxiao Pavilion, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said, 'You are not worthy'. Such a person, even if our Tianxiao Pavilion recommended him, he would obviously not be grateful, it was better to leave the opportunity to other candidates!"
Elder Li's words at this time were bent on smearing Mo Gucheng and avenging the humiliation of his rejection. As for whether it will kill a talent, he doesn't care at all!
(End of chapter)