Dream of a dream that can't wake up, or a dream that you don't want to wake up, many people have had such an experience, all the stories that happen in the dream world are generated from the most true thoughts in people's hearts, the death of the drunkard old Taoist priest and the old god stick has always been the most painful pain in Chen Linci's heart, so in his dreams, the shadows of these two will appear.

After the illusion of the small broken temple in Linxi City was shattered, he went to the National Teacher's Mansion and saw Master Yang Xiudao, who had not been seen for a long time, the familiar face and familiar voice made Chen Linci almost unable to resist falling into the arms of the old god stick at that moment, but he knew that all this was false and illusory, and he knew that he was already in love, so he couldn't indulge in it anymore.

Even so, the sword that broke through the illusion, he couldn't bear to stab at Master Yang Xiudao.

Everything woke up.

The corners of Mr. Guan Guosheng's mouth showed a smile of relief, and then looked at the second Mr. Hua Qingqiu on the side and said: "Qingqiu, that little guy named Yi Tianxing is really good, but it seems that this Chen Linci is stronger." ”

Second Mr. Hua Qingqiu glanced at Mr. Big and said lightly, "What Senior Brother said is true." ”

The fourth gentleman on the side, Wu Rui, didn't hold back his smile and smiled, the second gentleman has always been known for his coldness and few words, and he is a well-known ghost, so only Mr. Big dares to say this, and he can still let him accept it happily.

Sure enough, hearing Mr. Four's laughter, Mr. Two's cold eyes were immediately thrown over, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his mouth.

If it was usually at this time, Luo Ziyan would definitely interject and laugh, but today she was sitting in the pavilion, but she was very silent from beginning to end.

The second gentleman looked at Yi Tianxing in the mist in the valley, and his purple eyes never left Chen Linci from beginning to end.

This damn guy never disappoints anyone.

But why...... So you always let me down so much?

......

......

Mr. Big asked the scholar to call Chen Linci to the pavilion.

Looking at this young man who had a relationship with him early yesterday morning, Mr. Big's eyes were full of appreciation, and he smiled lightly: "Congratulations, Chen Linci, the first one to be successfully admitted to the ancestral court." ”

"Chen Linci has seen Mr. Big. Chen Linqi saluted and said: "Mr. Quantuo Hongfu, I am fortunate to be a member of the Confucian Dojo, and I hope that Mr. will give more guidance in the future." ”

When Chen Linci first saw this fishing scholar by the small lake, how could he have imagined that he was the highest-ranked Mr. Big in the ancestral court? Thinking that Mr. Big had once exchanged a fishing rod for the Tianxing Sword on his waist, Chen Linci was not only a little curious about what kind of treasure that bamboo pole was.

The big gentleman of the Confucian Dojo is definitely not a scoundrel with empty hands and white wolves, since he proposed to exchange for his Tianxing Sword, then the bamboo pole in his hand must be more valuable than the Tianxing Sword, no matter how bad it is, it must be of the same level, and it will not be too different.

"It's your own ability to be admitted to the ancestral court, where is there

TOEFL is not TOEFL. Mr. Big looked at Chen Linci and smiled, as if he had seen through what he was thinking, so he quipped: "What's the matter, now you regret wanting to change my fishing rod?"

"No, no, no. Chen Linci shook his head and hurriedly said: "Sir's fishing rod must also be a great peerless treasure, but Chen Linci's sword is also used to using the swordsmanship he has always cultivated, and he doesn't make a fishing rod, so forget it." ”

"Who said that fishing rods can't be swordsmanship?" Mr. Big smiled and took out the folding fan from his arms, and then flicked it, and the folding fan became a fishing rod, and Mr. Big shook the fishing rod again, and it turned into a sword.

And from the outside, this sword seems to be exactly the same as the Tianxing Sword on Chen Linci's waist!

Chen Linci was a little stunned, and praised again and again: "Sir's treasure is really extraordinary. ”

Someone in the valley gradually woke up from the dream, Mr. Big smiled, and said to Chen Linci: "Little guy, you find a place to sit down first, it will be a long time later, and we will talk again when we have time." ”

Hearing that there was still a long time to talk about eight more words, Chen Linci's face showed a touch of joy, and he nodded to the second Mr. Hua Qingqiu and the fourth Mr. Wu Rui, and he turned around, but saw Luo Ziyan who was staring at him.

Chen Linci was a little embarrassed, his face turned red instantly, and he didn't know what to do.

Luo Ziyan said in a deep voice: "Chen Linci, sit down." ”

"Good. Chen Linci replied subconsciously, and then sat down slowly.

Mr. Big and Mr. Four looked at each other and smiled, and Mr. Two smiled a little misty.

Fortunately, he has always been a very cold guy, so he didn't say much.

The second guy who woke up from the illusion and walked out of the valley was naturally Yi Tianxing, who was favored by Mr. Er.

I don't know what unforgettable illusion the fog in the Valley of Forgotten Worries has brought him, when Yi Tianxing woke up, his face was a little pale, and the paleness was a little infiltrating, but fortunately, he quickly adjusted himself.

Not long after Yi Tianxing from Dongfeng Dojo woke up, Song Yuanji from Tianlu Dojo also woke up. After Song Yuanji woke up, a long time passed, and the other teenagers began to slowly open their eyes and woke up one after another.

The annual recruitment meeting of the Confucian Dojo has very clear rules, and after the ninety-ninth teenager in the valley woke up, several gentlemen in the pavilion stood up.

The fog in the valley began to slowly dissipate, and the scenery in the valley began to appear in front of everyone.

The teenagers who had fallen into the illusion and did not wake up also opened their eyes, and their faces were full of astonishment and nostalgia.

They were all eliminated.

I don't know if the sage who set the rules is a good metaphysical person, ninety-nine is the ultimate number in the world, one more and one less, it seems that they have lost some charm.

Mr. Big didn't speak, Mr. Second didn't speak, in previous years, at times like this, the master and his old man personally announced the results, and now the master has something important that is not in the dojo, this

The heavy responsibility naturally rested on the shoulders of the fourth gentleman, Wu Rui, who was the best at talking.

Mr. Four smiled, walked to the front of the valley, and said loudly: "This recruitment conference is over here, and the little ones who have not yet walked out of this valley of forgetting worries, you can pack up and cover up, where you came from and where you went back." ”

This is more heart-wrenching, the first to appear in the young man from the Qingli Dojo who had fought hard for a long time and narrowly defeated the young man from the Nansong Dojo who entered today's exam rubbed his eyes, although he had long known that it was difficult for him to stand out among these heavenly pride and be admitted to the ancestral court, but at this time, he would inevitably have a lot of loss in his heart.

The road to heaven was in front of him, but he couldn't go there.

At this moment, he finally understood what kind of feeling the young man from the Qingli Dojo had in his heart when he left.

No, he's going to be more uncomfortable.

What is more desperate than not seeing hope is that hope is right in front of him, but he can only miss it.