Chapter 20 The Great Contest Proceeds

Li Xingchuan and the three of them walked to the side of the main square, sat down and waited for the students of the other five academies to arrive.

Within a stick of incense, the students of the other five academies walked into the main square one after another, and so far, all the students of the ten academies arrived at the main square, and the college competition officially began.

"All the academies have arrived, when they are all here, I will send someone to invite Qiwen Pavilion" A middle-aged man sitting in the first place looked around and said loudly, and then turned his head to a young man who looked more shrewd next to him and whispered a few words, and after the young man listened, he turned around and walked into the inner room.

"Zhang Xuexue, who is this Qiwen Pavilion?" Li Xingchuan, who was sitting next to Zhang Xieyang, asked in a low voice.

"Li Xuexue, you should know the difference between the degrees of students, this person's surname is Qi, Qi Donglai, Wenge is this person's degree, this Wenge bachelor is one of the only five remaining Wenge bachelors in the dynasty, I didn't expect that he was the one who presided over the big competition this time."

"What's wrong, what's wrong with Qiwen Pavilion coming to preside over the big competition?" Li Xingchuan heard Zhang Xieyang marvel at Qidonglai's arrival, and then asked casually.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just that Qiwen Pavilion is too old to come here and shouldn't have come here, huh?" Zhang Xieyang said, as if he had thought of something, and finally sighed.

"Why is Student Zhang sighing?"

"I know, Qiwen Pavilion is afraid that the limit is approaching, and it is rumored that Tianyun City is the birthplace of Qiwen Pavilion, and when I come back this time, I should be planning to sleep here."

When Li Xuexue heard that Qidong had not many longevity yuan, he was touched, and asked, "Zhang Xuexue, have you heard of immortals?"

"Immortal, it's too ethereal, I've traveled to the mundane and read all kinds of classics, but the road to becoming an immortal is unpredictable, and there is no way to consider it" Zhang Xieyang paused, his voice became lower and continued: "It is said that the founding ancestor of the True Fire Emperor Chaotian Sect is an immortal, but it is only recorded in the classics, whether it is true or not, it cannot be verified, and among the various classics I have read, there is only such a record about immortals."

"Since the students of the ten colleges have arrived, then Dabi will start directly" Before Li Xingchuan could speak, he only heard a vigorous and powerful voice, Li Xingchuan looked for prestige, and saw an old man with gray hair and strong spirit standing in the middle.

"Zhang Xuexue, this should be Qiwen Pavilion, it doesn't look like a person who is about to reach the limit."

"This thing, you can't see it just by looking at the appearance, Master Wenge, although he doesn't cultivate qi and blood, but his spirit is condensed, and he can't see anything from the outside."

"If you don't cultivate qi and blood, I know it, but the spirit is condensed, how can you say this?"

"It seems that you are not walking the way of the student, the way of the student, if you don't cultivate qi and blood, it is equivalent to skipping the wasteland in the cultivation world, although the way of the student to enter the position of the bachelor is equivalent to the cultivation of the Yuan realm, but because there is no cultivation foundation of the wasteland, so the student's physical body is very fragile, with the improvement of the degree, the student's spirit will become more and more condensed, until it is promoted to the auxiliary monarch bachelor, the spirit will condense the Yuan Shen! Only by cultivating the Yuan Shen can the aura feed back the body and live longer, without cultivating the Yuan Shen, the life span of the students will be the same as the mundane, and a hundred years will turn into a handful of loess."

"So that's the case" Li Xingchuan looked stunned, then stopped speaking and began to listen carefully to Qiwen Pavilion's speech.

"This big competition, the first comparison is a work of poetry, let the old man think about what to do" Qiwenge finished speaking, looked around casually, and finally took off a jasper from his waist and said: "Let's take this ancient jade in my hand as the topic, all reference students, after half a pillar of incense, answer the questions in turn"

Hearing the title, Li Xingchuan began to think back to the books he had read before, racked his brains, and finally recalled a poem about Gu Yu, and then settled down and waited for the time to come.

The time of the half-pillar incense passed quickly, and Qiwenge said loudly: "When the time is up, the reference students of each college will answer the questions in order according to the last ranking."

As soon as the words fell, a young man dressed in plain clothes stood up, and the young man saluted to Qiwen Pavilion, and then said: "Beautiful jade is naturally cut, and thunder and fire refine true feelings." The world and gentlemen, only let sit in the Jade Palace!"

"Hmm" Qiwen Pavilion nodded slightly, noncommittal, and then said, "Sit down, next"

The students answered the questions quickly, some described the appearance of beautiful jade, some told about the rare beauty of jade, and some used jade as a metaphor for people, after a while, they arrived at Li Xingchuan, Li Xingchuan turned around, gave a salute to Qiwen Pavilion, and then said: "The green bamboo body is blue and the pond is dripping with exquisite translucent light." The only product of reborn jade, when you meet the noble fate of all the kings"

When Qiwen Pavilion heard Li Xingchuan's answer, he said a rare hello, waved his hand and motioned for Li Xingchuan to sit down, and said to the people in the main square: "The old man can't be arbitrary in judging things, the deans can judge at their own discretion, and vote on the ranking of the first competition later."

After Qiwen Pavilion finished speaking, he sat on the chair behind him and began to close his eyes and recuperate, except for Zhang Xieyang, the deans of the other nine academies talked to each other in a low voice.

"Li Xuexue, he is really a great talent, it is really a masterpiece," Zhang Xieyang exclaimed.

Li Xingchuan smiled embarrassedly when he heard this, and said, "Student Zhang, don't you want to communicate with them?"

"There's nothing to communicate about, I've been ranked last twice in a row, does Student Li think I'll vote for someone else?"

"Too"

About half a pillar of incense time, Qiwenge stood up and said loudly: "Okay, almost, now let's start voting on the poems you approve of" After a pause, Qiwenge continued: "Who agrees with the poems of the first student?"

Qiwenge's voice fell, and three different voices came, all of which showed that they agreed with the first student's poem.

Time passed quickly, and Qiwen Pavilion finished asking about the number of poems recognized by the ten students, so he said: "According to the voting situation just now, the first place in the first place is the White Jade Academy, the White Jade Academy, I have heard that it has been ranked at the bottom twice in a row, it seems that this time the big competition has not worked hard."

After Qidong finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Xieyang, as if waiting for Zhang Xieyang to get up and reply.