Chapter 163: The First Day of the Seventh Month
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The first day of the seventh month.
Outside the city of Qicheng, there is a steep group of mountains, stretching for more than ten miles, among which there is one of the highest peaks, which is now called Tianyuan Mountain.
Within a few miles of it, all the trees were removed, the hills were leveled, and its gravel covered thousands of bluestone houses, surrounding the foot of the mountain in front of Tianyuan Mountain.
There is a canyon behind it, but after thousands of people dig day and night, the peaks on the other side of Tianyuan Mountain form a slope, although the slope is not steep, but the canyon does not exist, only a dense forest remains.
Trees, lush and stretching for several miles, surround the cliff behind Tianyuan Mountain.
But now on the slope of the half-slope peak in front of the trees, there are stone and wood tables and chairs, wine and tea, and tens of thousands of high-rollers are seated.
"I rushed there overnight, for five days and nights, before I came to Qicheng last night." At the foot of the hill, in front of a desk, a big man gestured with his hands and feet.
"Lao Tzu ran for ten days!" Some people disdain and drink to themselves.
"Brother Li, don't come unharmed!" In the middle of the hillside, a middle-aged man wandered between several tables, and the guests at several tables talked with him and drank, looking very popular.
"Yes, Brother Zhang, you know more friends now than you do!" An old man picked up a wine glass and touched a glass with the big man surnamed Zhang.
"Brother Wang, I didn't expect you to come too!" At noon, in the noisy sound of the crowd, a young man next to the uphill looked at the young man dressed as a scholar.
He didn't expect the news about Tianyuan Sect to spread so quickly, and his fellow Tanhua classmates, who were thousands of miles away, would also come after hearing about it.
"I heard that there are immortals in this sect, and you are also in Qi City, how can I not come and take a look?"
After pouring a glass of wine, Brother Wang looked at the young man and said, "Even if the immortals are fake, but there is good wine to drink, this trip is not indebted."
Good wine, good tea, this is Qi Daqian's preparation for several days, specially prepared for all factions who came to watch the ceremony.
And the hillside is from the bottom to the top, and the seating order is also specially arranged by the guards of the Qicheng forces.
Its six major sects are divided into slope tops, there are sandalwood carved chairs, the table presents the food made by the imperial kitchen, there is wine, there is tea, and there is an umbrella to cover the sun next to its seat.
In the slope, there are dishes of restaurant chefs, wine, tea, and no umbrella.
Under its slope, there are more than 10,000 wooden tables and chairs, 10,000 altars of tea and wine, and 10,000 catties.
For the Jianghu high-rollers, when they arrived at dawn in the morning, the first impression that Tianyuan Sect brought to them was that wealth reached the sky!
Otherwise, where did the tens of thousands of tea, wine, tables and chairs come from?
But although these sounds like a lot, and although the tables and chairs are thousands of memorables, for the 100,000 high-rollers in the rivers and lakes who have been counted today, some people can only stand and have nowhere to sit, not to mention that some people are still on the road and have not come.
"Misstep, misstep.."
At the top of the hillside, Qi Daqian looked around, and after seeing the scene of a sea of people, although he was sighing, his face was full of smiles.
After all, the more people came, the greater the influence of their sect master, and the stronger the Tianyuan Sect would be in the future.
And Chen Peng's future imperial plan will be more perfect.
"The sect master is not kind to me, but today's things really haven't been done well."
As it got closer and closer to noon, Qi Daqian saw that there were more and more people coming, and after thinking for a moment in his eyes, he saw him standing at the top of the slope, looking around, and walking to Chen Peng, who was sitting in the center of the top of the slope, and said, "Sect Master, the disciple didn't expect that there are so many people coming now."
The matter was given to him by the sect master, and he promised that it would be completed.
Maybe there are 20,000 or 30,000 people who have not sat down, and he can still justify himself, but now the gap is nearly 100,000, and he also feels that his face is gloomy.
"The trivial affairs of 100,000 people can't be handled well, let alone the million teachers in the future.." Qi Daqian hated in his heart.
Although part of it is Chen Peng's influence that has caused so many guests to come here now, Qi Daqian's cleverness lies in the fact that he knows that if he is wrong, he must admit it, even if he is punished, he cannot let the sect master name him.
"Sect Master, please punish you."
Qi Daqian didn't think about it, and with the words of repentance, he was about to bow down to Chen Peng in front of the eyes of the six major factions and cult people.
"You're not at fault for this."
The sect master's voice came from his ears, and Qi Daqian found that his body was standing straight in place, unable to move.
"Sect Master.."
Qi Daqian found that he was speechless, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.
But Chen Peng didn't seem to see it, and under the eyes of everyone at the top of the uphill without any different color, he said to Qi Daqian: "It's coming at noon, you can start to prepare."
When the words fell, Chen Peng stopped talking, and at the same time, Qi Daqian found that he could speak again.
"Yes!"
Qi Daqian bowed, although he had doubts, but after seeing that the sect master had no other instructions, he hurried down the hill.
"Could it be that the sect master wanted to save me face before?"
After Qi Daqian said a word, when he saw Wang Yuan coming, he didn't think much about it, and came to the bottom of the mountain with him to arrange.
After all, the day of opening the mountain and accepting disciples is a major event, and this must not be delayed.
Otherwise, after messing up, there is no need for others to say, Qi Daqian himself will have to apologize with death.
And what he guessed before was not wrong, Chen Peng really wanted to save face for him, and didn't want him to leave dirt when he became an emperor in the future.
"Emperor, although it is still early today, how can you bow down in front of everyone. When the emperor becomes an emperor, isn't it smiling and generous. ”
The emperors of the ancients only knelt down to heaven and earth, their parents, and worshiped their teachers.
But Chen Peng did not accept Daqian as a disciple, so there was no need to bow down in front of outsiders.
Similarly, when Wang Yuan succeeded to the position of the sect master of Tianyuan Sect, in Chen Peng's opinion, there was no need to bow down in front of outsiders.
In a popular phrase, it is face and respect, which is to give each other, not to torture others, leaving only one face.
Just like Zhang Sanfeng, Chen Peng is also convincing people with virtue.
"After all, the world of Qianyuan is all about chivalrous morality."
Chen Peng's thought flashed, and then he looked at the people of the major factions who had been secretly looking at him since he came to the top of the mountain: "It's coming at noon, if you have sons and nephews who are willing to enter this Tianyuan Sect, you can go down the mountain to test."
With the arrival of noon, there was a lot of noise on the hillside, but the peak of the upper slope was quiet, and everyone was like a literati and scholars, whispering and talking to each other, but without exception, they were all mysterious Tianyuan Sect Masters.
"Testing?"
At this time, after hearing his words, the people of the major factions who were always paying attention to Chen Peng also moved one after another, thinking about which of their nephews could be valued by this mysterious sect master.
"I have a nephew, and I don't know if it's feasible or not." The head of the Songshan faction thought about it, and secretly glanced at Chen Peng, he saw that this Tianyuan Sect Master was very ordinary, but he was not stupid enough to shout a sentence and show his hands, so that the big guy could take a look.
"Because no one wants to die.." The abbot muttered, and seemed to feel the sound of a sword in his ears.
"Mowgli, are you going to try?"
The tone of inquiry, after Zhang Sanfeng saw Zhang Wuji's eyes shining brightly, he pondered one or two, but he didn't say anything.
After all, his parents' affairs, he is already very sorry for this young child.
"Maybe your cold poison can be unraveled after entering this sect master's sect."
Zhang Sanfeng took out two cheats from his arms and handed them to Zhang Wuji.
He was afraid that Zhang Wuji would not be able to test it, so he hoped that Chen Peng would help his apprentice and grandson get rid of the cold poison for the sake of the cheats.
"Master.."
Zhang Wuji was stunned and took it, after experiencing a great change in his life, although he was still young, he also understood what his master meant, so he was grateful in his heart, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Thank you!"
As he spoke, his heart was full of apprehension, "But I don't know what the test means, and how to test it, if it doesn't work, won't I lose the face of my ancestor."
As a descendant of Wudang, it's okay to pass.
If it is not, it is a little lost the identity of Zhang's predecessors, so that the rest of the major factions will see the joke in vain.
"To go or not to go.."
Zhang Wuji was full of indecisiveness, and looked at the open space under the hillside in a daze, and the several stone platforms pushed out by several black-clothed men.
"Is this for testing?"
Zhang Wuji was thinking about it, looking at the jewel on the stone platform in a daze.
But no matter what he thinks, time will not wait for him.
"It's past noon!"
Wang Yuan stood in front of the stone platform and drank, the conversation of the 100,000 heroes gradually fell, and the field was calm, only dark clouds drifted in the distance.
"Heaven is not beautiful?" After everyone felt a chill coming, they looked up at the sky and found dark clouds condensing in the distance.
"According to my Liu Bowen's measurements, there is rain today.." A middle-aged scribe closed his eyes and pinched his fingers.
"It's bad luck." The abbot's face was expressionless.
"When will I hand over the letter to the sect master?"
A ruthless man looked at the top of the mountain, thinking about when to go, but he didn't allow him to think much about it with people with different thoughts.
"This seat traveled the world and found a thousand catties of strange stones, which became a formation of its own, which can measure the talent of disciples."
At the top of the hillside, Chen Pengyin spread a radius of ten miles.
And with his words fell.
Naruto―
Like the sound of a sword, when everyone looked up and heard the words of the sect master of the Tianyuan Sect before, they saw that on the slope of the mountain, the white clouds in the sky formed a sword shadow, cutting through the dark clouds in the vicinity for several miles...