Chapter 18: The Problem of the Century

He didn't want to verify his martial arts talent, but wanted to verify whether what he said to the old man just now was talking nonsense.

Ling Tianguang knew from the murderous aura that loomed on the old man's body that as long as he was sure that he was talking nonsense, he would directly kill him.

"Old man, why don't you talk darkly, if you have anything to say, just say it," Ling Tian said bluntly.

"Hahaha, sure enough, as soon as you say this, the old man's heart already has a bottom, you are right, my Tianya Pavilion will give ten questions to the disciples here every three years, whoever can solve it, who will have the opportunity to meet the pavilion master, and personally get the guidance of the pavilion master. The old man laughed.

That's right, even if you enter Tianya Pavilion, it doesn't mean that everyone can get the divine inheritance of the Xuanwu Emperor.

Entering here, I just crossed the threshold of genius, and in the future, I have to continue to practice and study frantically in this treasure house of martial arts, and whether I can get the guidance of the emperor depends on my own chance.

Ling Tian was naturally very clear about these.

"This son, at present, there is still one unsolved of the ten questions that Tianya Pavilion has come out, and there are still nine days left before the next release of the question, so it's better to do this, I'll give you nine days, if you can really solve it, I'll take you to see the pavilion master, how about it." "The old man didn't mean to make things difficult, and he did.

"However, the disciples here can't be untied for three years, give us nine days, I'm afraid the time is not enough," Fu Hongchen frowned slightly and said.

"It's up to you to see if you're willing," said the old man.

Ling Tian looked at Fu Hongchen, and then at Shuang'er, if he died like this, I am afraid that my sister will inevitably be bullied by others in the future, Ling Tian couldn't bear it, so he said,

"Senior, I'm listening to your problem!"

"In that case, then please give a thousand gold coins. The old man said.

“······ Ling Tian was a little dumbfounded now, it turned out that Tianya Pavilion still had this kind of rule.

"Yes, I paid for it," Fu Hongchen took out a golden ticket of one thousand gold from his body without hesitation and handed it to the old man.

Maybe in the eyes of others, such an awesome martial arts hall, such a sacred place, makes people answer questions, and even asks for money?

That's right, it's asking for money!, but it's not that this master is greedy, and it's not what he wants, but because the cost of maintaining this Tianya Pavilion is too high.

In addition, Tianya Pavilion also broke the rules for the first time in history, whether it was letting Ling Tian enter, or letting Shuang'er and Fu Hongchen enter, it was considered a broken rule.

Therefore, they had to charge a high fee for the maintenance of Tianya Pavilion, which could be regarded as a little contribution they made to Tianya Pavilion.

After accepting the golden ticket, the old man took out a piece of paper and a pen from the stone bed on one side, and wrote a few lines of large characters on it very simply.

Moreover, the difficulty is extremely high!

There are a total of 20 trees, four in each row, and a maximum of a few rows!

Ordinary people may immediately react that there are a total of 20 trees, and 4 trees are planted in a row, which is 5 rows.

Of course, this is not the case at all, and if you plant trees in irregular shapes, there are far more than 5 rows.

Although no one will give a standard answer to this question even after a thousand years, it is definitely feasible to convince people a thousand years ago with the answer from a thousand years from now.

It is said that in the thousand-year history, many people have spent decades, or even a lifetime, in order to figure out this problem.

According to Ling Tian's current memory of his youth, he can only count 13 columns at most, because ten years later, there was a group of geniuses in this area, and it took more than ten years to calculate 15 columns.

That's already remarkable.

However, after a thousand years, Ling Tian could calculate much more than that.

So, Ling Tian thought about it for a while, traced east and west on the paper, and drew twenty-three columns on the paper very simply, and it took no more than an hour before and after.

That's right, twenty trees, four in each row, actually planted twenty-three rows, which is indeed very against the sky, and the most terrible thing is that the old man obviously only gave nine days, but Ling Tian used an hour, no, to be precise, not an hour.

Not to mention the old man, even Fu Hongchen was dumbfounded, she was proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, she naturally knew that it would take a long time for this kind of super difficult topic, but Ling Tian actually drew it so simply, as if she had already memorized it in her heart.

Ling Tian didn't feel that he had anything to be proud of, because after a thousand years, the first person to draw twenty-three lines only took half a pillar of incense, and this person had to do other problems at that time, compared to that person, he was simply weak.

The old man's hands trembled slightly, and he picked up the answer handed in by Ling Tian, and said secretly, "What a demon, this person is simply too demonic, the old man thinks that in this world, except for the Xuanwu Emperor, no one can be better than himself in arithmetic, the old man can draw sixteen lines more than ten years ago, and he has always been pretentious."

Who knew that later, Emperor Xuanwu was able to draw nineteen lines, which made me admire it so much, but today's young man drew twenty-three lines at a young age, which was an eye-opener for the old man again. ”

After a while, the old man put away the question, returned to a calm demeanor, and said with a pleasant smile, "Dare to ask Gongzi's surname?"

If it were an ordinary person, the old man usually didn't even bother to know his name.

"My name is Ling Tian. Ling Tian said.

"Except for Miss Fu Hongchen, I can take you and your sister to meet the Pavilion Master," the old man smiled.

After hearing this, Ling Tian and Shuang'er both turned their eyes to Fu Hongchen, Fu Hongchen said helplessly, "Forget it, if you don't see it, you won't see it, anyway, I'm not interested in martial arts cultivation, this time I'm here just to save people." ”

"Miss Hongchen, thanks to your help this time, Ling Tian will definitely be shattered in the future, and he will repay you. ”

After finishing speaking, Ling Tian and his sister followed the old man out of the small darkroom, while Fu Hongchen stayed here and waited for them.

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Not long after, Ling Tian and Shuang'er followed behind the old man, walking on a long corridor, which was very high, five or six meters long.

Ling Tian vaguely remembered that this road did lead to the Xuanwu Palace.

Soon, they noticed a bright light at the end of the corridor, and they all walked in that direction.

Entering there, Ling Tian noticed that the Xuanwu Hall after a thousand years was obviously a little different from what it is now.

This hall is very spacious, almost the size of two football fields, and it is octagonal in shape, like a gossip formation.

The Emperor Xuanwu sat in the very center position, and his seat was the most eye-catching, which was a high place like a pyramid.

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