Chapter 14: Eight Seats
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When everyone heard this, their eyes were shocked, this was already the eighth disciple since the opening of the Xiaoyao School Palace.
Among these eight disciples, except for the chief disciple Wang Jian who was personally selected by the immortal master, the remaining seven people all passed the sword stone level before they entered the Xiaoyao School Palace.
Among these seven people, there are children, girls, swordsmen, cooks, warlocks, all ages are different, the oldest seems to be a Confucian who is over half a hundred years old, and the youngest is the eight-year-old child who has just come to the Tao.
Immortals preach, no matter their origins, no matter how high or low, no matter how high or low, but a sword stone, I don't know how many people have been stopped.
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In the Xiaoyao School Palace, Lu Fengqiu looked at the eight people in the hall with different shapes, and said: "Wang Qian, you are the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao School Palace, ranking first on the left. β
Wang Jian bowed down and walked to the first kneeling on the left side of the hall.
"Lu Ao, you are the first person under the Sword Solving Stone, and you are the second person on the left of the Xiaoyao School Palace."
Lu Fengqiu said.
A young man dressed in a fancy costume with a long sword hanging from his waist walked out, this young man was about twenty years old, called Lu Ao, and he was the first person to pass the sword solving stone test.
Lu Ao bowed towards Lu Fengqiu, and then sat in the second place on the left.
"Bai Yu'er, you are the second person under the sword solving stone, and you are the third on the left."
A delicate girl about thirteen or fourteen years old walked out, bowed to Lu Fengqiu and waved her hand, and then sat in the third place on the left.
"Laifu, you are the third person under the sword breaking stone, and you are the fourth on the left."
Laifu is a cook, in his early thirties, short in stature, like a dwarf winter melon, but his eyes are extremely attentive, he smiled, saluted Lu Fengqiu, and then sat in the fourth place on the left.
"Xie Qin, you are the fourth person under the Sword Solving Stone, ranking fifth on the left."
Xie Qin was an ordinary sergeant, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tall figure, he bowed to Lu Fengqiu and walked to the side and sat down.
"Lu Niangrong, you are the fifth person under the sword breaking stone, and you are the sixth on the left."
A young woman dressed in red walked out, bowed towards Lu Fengqiu, and then sat aside.
"Zi Xiu, you are the sixth person under the Sword Solving Stone, and you are the seventh on the left!"
Lu Fengqiu looked at the old man who was over half a hundred years old, it was a Confucian named Zixiu, who was energetic and did not show his old age.
Zixiu bowed towards Lu Fengqiu, and then sat aside, without the slightest embarrassment of being in the company of Xiao'er.
"Meng Tian, you are the seventh person under the Sword Solving Stone, ranking eighth on the left!"
I saw a seven or eight-year-old boy walking out of it, with a dignified and solemn face, and saluted respectfully to Lu Fengqiu, and then sat aside with a clear eye.
Lu Fengqiu looked at the eight people sitting under the left of the hall, and couldn't help but feel very interesting.
Among these eight people, there are unknown people, cooks from ordinary people like Laifu, and guards like Wang Qian.
and Lu Niangrong, who is Lu Buwei's daughter.
There are also Confucian students like Zixiu who are over half a hundred years old.
There is also Meng Tian's disciples.
It's really inclusive, everyone has it.
Lu Fengqiu sat on the top and slowly spoke, teaching everyone the method of vomiting, the relationship between the luck method and the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.
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After January, when winter turned to spring, in the Xiaoyao School Palace, all the disciples were practicing the boxing and palm techniques passed on by Lu Fengqiu.
Wang Jian entered the country the fastest, and he had already given birth to internal qi, dancing with a sword, and the tiger was vigorous.
The remaining seven disciples each had their own entry, among which Bai Yu'er and Meng Tian had the fastest entry.
Lu Fengqiu taught them according to their aptitude, and each taught them their own fist and foot kung fu.
Lu Ao is a young warlock who likes alchemy, and once asked Lu Fengqiu to ask for alchemy methods, Lu Fengqiu asked him to practice honestly, and Lu Ao had to give up.
Laifu is a cook, and after learning the Tuna method, he cooks and eats for Lu Fengqiu all day long, and the sycophants are the loudest.
The old Confucian son is the slowest to cultivate, but he is steady, he is not slow, and he has a bit of peace.
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Spring is going to autumn, and in the blink of an eye, many months have passed.
The disciples in the Xiaoyao School Palace are also coming more and more, there are more than fifty people, and the latecomers are not as good as the eight disciples in front, and it is impossible to see Lu Fengqiu every day as at the beginning.
Lu Fengqiu set the rules, there are eight sitting disciples in the Xiaoyao School Palace, and every three or five days, he will teach.
On weekdays, if the latecomers have any questions, they always ask the eight sitting disciples to ask.
After all, a person's energy is limited, so Lu Fengqiu handed over many things to eight disciples.
The old Confucian is the most patient and the most suitable for beginners to explain some trivial things.
Therefore, Zixiu is the most popular in the Xiaoyao Academy.
Wang Jian entered the realm the fastest, and he was the most powerful among all the disciples, so he was the most worshipped by all the disciples.
Lu Niangrong is the most lively, and she has no shelves, and many disciples like to follow her ass.
Meng Tian is a little adult, who practices hard all day long, and now he is the first person under Wang Jian in terms of skills.
Although Lu Ao was the first to pass through the Sword Solving Stone, he was not attentive and did not enter the country quickly.
Bai Yu'er has a withdrawn personality, a cold face, and does not smile at people, only when facing Lu Fengqiu, she will occasionally show a smiling face, and her entry is similar to that of Meng Tian.
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At the beginning of October of the Qin calendar, An Guojun Yingzhu, who had been filial piety for a year, finally officially ascended the throne of the king of Qin.
On this day, Xianyang City is full of festivities.
As soon as Yingzhu ascended to the throne, he issued an order to make his son Chu the crown prince.
In Zichu's mansion, LΓΌ Buwei and Zichu sat opposite each other.
Lu Buwei said with a happy face: "Congratulations to the son for finally getting what he wanted." β
Zi Chu sighed on the side: "It's finally time to wait for this day." β
Lu Buwei said: "Now that Gongzi is the prince, Zhao Ji's mother and son, who are hostages in Zhao State, should also be taken back to Qin State as soon as possible." β
As soon as Zi Chu heard the word "Zhao Ji", his eyes showed a little excitement, and he said: "Her mother and son have been hostages in Zhao State for many years, and I am ashamed of their mother and son, and it is time to welcome them back to Qin State." β
LΓΌ Buwei bowed his head and said, "Don't worry, prince, LΓΌ Buwei will definitely handle this matter properly." β
When Zi Chu heard this, he said, "Sir, I don't worry." β
Lu Buwei said: "If you can welcome the prince's bloodline back to Xianyang one day earlier, you can let him worship in the Xiaoyao School Palace one day earlier." β
When Zi Chu heard this, he shook his head and sighed: "I don't know how many people have been stumped by that sword solving stone, and I don't know if I can pass it." β
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In the evening, the sun sinks in the west, Lu Fengqiu sits in the Yuquan view and realizes the changes in his body, the four seasons change and rotate, the sunrise and sunset, all contain the truth of heaven and earth.
At this point, it is more important to understand his state of mind.
The effect of "Sleeping Fairy Gong" is naturally good, but he can't always be asleep all the time.
Lu Fengqiu retracted his spirit, and then re-entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man, as if he was fused with the entire heaven and earth, and if others didn't pay attention, they wouldn't be able to feel his existence.
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps, followed by the sound of the bright moon.
"Sir, King Qin has died."
Hearing this, Lu Fengqiu slowly opened his eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes again.
A new generation of kings will replace the old kings, and the Xiaoyao School Palace will be even more famous.