Qin Yuefeng was twelve points impatient in his heart.

At this time, there was still more than a stick of incense before Lu Qiming crossed the cliff. With Qin Yuefeng's level, no matter how slow it is, it can't be so late, and the reason why it has dragged on until now is not because there are too many people?

The group on the big empty cliff just now, some think that the rope material is too strange, some don't want to go on their own and don't want others to pass first, and some say that it's unfair to delay time too early or too late...... In short, after being frightened by Dean Zhang, he inexplicably made a mess, and the crowd was angry and demanded to change the rules.

Qin Yuefeng scoffed at this-for those who can't cross the cliff for half a day, if they are given ten times as much time, they won't understand what the reason is. However, the rules for calculating the time in this second game have really changed, and now the countdown of three hours is made in batches according to the people who have crossed the cliff.

However, Qin Yuefeng paid attention to Dean Zhang's expression, and could probably guess that this is the real rule now, and those words before were just his bad taste for teasing students.

Even so, the delay for so long for no reason still made Qin Yuefeng very depressed, and he even lost the interest of finding a target hero to save the beauty. As soon as the courtyard re-finalized the timing rules, he directly crossed the cliff with praying for rain and wind, and climbed directly to the top of the "wall" in one breath before stopping.

Qin Yuefeng noticed the light curtain outside the two rooms at the top, and knew that it must be Lu Qiming's brother and sister, so he secretly slandered "publicity". He had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and counted an auspicious room a little lower to enter.

Similar to this level of divination, Qin Yuefeng has long been at his fingertips.

Sitting relaxed on the cypress chair, seeing that the surrounding furnishings are eye-catching, Qin Yuefeng felt that his mood had improved.

He reached out and picked up the scroll on the table and held it up in front of him, straightened up and sat upright after a moment's startle, subconsciously pointed to the sword twice, and muttered in a low voice: "This word ......"

Qin Yuefeng looked at the cover of the four words "Qinglu Pen Talk" and pondered for a long time, frowned and slowly opened it, and after reading a few pages, his expression was obviously relaxed, he stood up with the scroll, hooked his lips and smiled.

"Simple. ”

......

On the beams of the main hall.

Before Li Cangbo could look at the words under the light curtain, he was first shaken by the red robe, and couldn't help laughing: "Which merry seed is this?" and seeing his turned face, Li Cangbo couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so familiar...... Could it be that I've seen him before?"

Zhuo Zhiqiu smiled, raised his hand and pointed: "You can see his name." ”

"Qin Yuefeng," Li Cangbo paused, and suddenly said, "It turns out that he is Qin Jieyu's nephew." It's like. However, seeing Qin Yuefeng's next move, he shook his head again and chuckled: "But this character is completely different. ”

I saw Qin Yuefeng holding the scroll in his hand, only turning a few pages, then drawing his sword and rising, and using a sword trick with his backhand; it was the first type of "listening to the sound of bones" that appeared in the scroll of calligraphy and painting.

Qin Yuefeng's evolution was extremely accurate, and he improvised it at the first glance of reading the book, and his comprehension and martial arts foundation were extraordinary, but the two Great Zhou Tian who were watching him in the Imperial Guard Hall were not the slightest surprised. After all, this level of martial arts was not difficult for Qin Yuefeng and Lu Qiming.

Zhuo Zhiqiu recalled the scene when Lu Qiming carefully read the whole volume and then put it down, and when he looked at Qin Yuefeng again, he frowned slightly: "I'm in a hurry, it's not practical enough." ”

"No, no," Li Cangbo scoffed at his words and said lightly: "This is called self-confidence." Who do you have the strength to show me? I think it's very good. ”

While speaking, Qin Yuefeng used another style of "pipa stringing". This move is high in the front but it is easy to ignore and difficult to use, but it is still not enough for Qin Yuefeng to be a piece of cake.

After seeing this sword, Zhuo Zhiqiu also bowed his head and said, "It's really good", and then looked at Li Cangbo with a playful smile.

Li Cangbo smiled bitterly: "Don't look at me. Although this kid from the Qin family also uses swords, I can't snatch the junior who Qin Jieyu has booked to our imperial guard. ”

Zhuo Zhiqiu smiled playfully and said in a low voice: "It's really 'familiar' with Dean Qin...... I guess you haven't even had time to practice swords lately, but you have 'important things' to go to the Department of Mathematics every day, right?"

Li Cangbo smiled and said flatly: "Let it be." ”

"Let it be?" Zhuo Zhiqiu glanced over and said, "I don't know what Dean Qin will think about these four words." ”

"You!" Li Cangboyun's indifferent expression immediately couldn't hold back, and muttered: "You can actually say such things......" Thinking about what a serious person Zhuo Zhiqiu was back then.

Zhuo Zhiqiu saw him take the bait, and immediately said: "So you must hurry up and change your obnoxious title to 'doctor' before the end of the month!" Seeing what Li Cangbo was going to say, Zhuo Zhiqiu lowered his voice and added: "Besides, you have the identity of a 'lecturer', you don't care, you have to think about your Dean Qin, right?"

Li Cangbo was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this before. He thought for a moment, then nodded silently.

Zhuo Zhiqiu smiled secretly.

At this time, the light curtain has been lit up a lot. Zhuo Zhiqiu looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the slightly right position in the center - the white-robed woman with light eyebrows and eyes, Jiang Rongdong.

She is also different from Qin Yuefeng.

Qin Yuefeng finally flipped through a few pages, but she didn't even look at the inner pages, she only read the titles of the five books one by one, then opened a new piece of paper and raised her wrist to write.

Zhuo Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows slightly, could it be that she had read these books? He pointed his finger, and the picture of the stone room where Jiang Honeysuckle was immediately turned, showing her handwriting.

Jiang Honeysuckle's handwriting is very special. Even if it is not based on the standards of the family, her calligraphy is not good, and when she writes, she is serious and measured, and there is no trace of continuous writing throughout the text;

Zhuo Zhiqiu watched her write, a little surprised and a little clear in her heart.

The content is exquisite, but it has nothing to do with martial arts; Jiang Rongdong is the first person in this class of cultivation, and it is also the only double cultivation of martial arts. And none of this is really important to her.

Cangsheng Doctor's Dao.

Jiang Rongdong not only majored in medical Taoism, but also chose the most difficult Cangsheng medical Taoism among them!

Although Jiang is a medical family, it does not mean that all descendants must study medicine. Jiang Honeysuckle's martial arts cultivation is extremely highly qualified, and she is born with a sacred heart, no matter which one she chooses, her future cultivation will be a smooth path. However, she gave up all of them and chose the most difficult way to reach the top.

Even Zhuo Zhiqiu regretted it in his heart, and admired her - she was most worthy of the Divine Heart.

After sighing, Zhuo Zhiqiu looked away.

Qin Yuefeng had already decided to be a member of the Department of Mathematics, and Jiang Rongdong was obviously going to the Department of Medicine. Two of the three most valued people in this session have been lost, and only the remaining Lu Qiming will always enter their imperial guard system, right?

But......

Zhuo Zhiqiu looked up at the light curtain where Lu Qiming was, and was silent.

At this time in the second test, Qin Yuefeng, who was the fastest, had already completed all the twenty-one styles of the calligraphy and painting scroll, but Lu Qiming was still sitting cross-legged and silent, without moving the slightest. If Lu Qiming's comprehension is really so far behind Qin Yuefeng, who is the same name, how can Zhuo Zhiqiu not believe it.

So, what exactly is he going to do?

......

Time has long been a secondary thing; Lu Qiming is still deducing.

With calligraphy and painting scrolls, heaven and earth scenery as the wedge, and based on his experience and feelings, he wants to deduce a complete knife technique.

In the way of the sword, he used to go to the highest places, but in this life, he is a beginner again. Therefore, Lu Qiming strictly limited the realm of the sword technique to below the Great Zhou Tian, and based on the cultivation system of the present life, he only used the method of the previous life to complete his qi in the very few places where he was stagnant.

Be on the safe side.

The thousands of knife techniques that he had read were flowing in Lu Qiming's heart one by one at this moment, peeling off the cocoon and extracting the essence.

The difference between the swords is the reference, and the similarities are naturally integrated into them. Countless phantoms appeared in Lu Qiming's mind, evolving this sword technique simultaneously. Chaos turns into unity, and vanity turns into solidity.

At a certain moment, a sentence from "Juran Landscape" suddenly flashed in Lu Qiming's heart-

"The short-sightedness is useless, and the mountains and rivers are majestic and visible from a distance, and there is no wonderful shape and charm. ”

With a slight smile, he got up and drew his knife.

After seeing all the landscapes, I turned into landscapes.