Chapter 143, no more

Chapter 143, no more

"Can this continue to play?"

Too many students have put a big question mark in their hearts? What if another bad guy comes?

Chu Ye didn't worry about this, because just now he and Chop Qianqiu didn't chase the uninvited guests who retreated in an orderly manner, the sound of the fight was completely made by the two of them, and the sword marks on Chop Qianqiu's clothes were also drawn by himself holding Chu Ye's sword.

Why not chase it? The reason is simple, those people are not here to commit crimes.

Chu Ye could clearly feel that these secret masters were just coming over to cooperate, and as for who to cooperate, it was estimated that it was Yu Deshui.

The game has begun, and this false alarm has caused many people to run away without a trace at once. Many people played abnormally, which made Dean Qiu discover the problem. I saw him signal the road instructor to stop the game.

"Today is a rare experience, what happened just now is like a brief episode, and what you encounter in the future will be many times more difficult and dangerous than this."

Speaking of this, Dean Qiu looked at several students who had performed well, and they were enjoying the competition as if they didn't know.

"Doesn't a small event seem so easy compared to life and death?"

After that, the students outside the woods all had a thought in their hearts and were quite touched. In the face of life and death, everything is a trivial matter. After all this time, there will definitely be no more bad guys coming now. Afraid of what?

After some adjustments, the third stage of the competition can finally be carried out, and it is no longer one-sided.

Yin Liping, the governor of Yingzhou, personally led the team to climb the West Mountain, and on the way he already understood the general situation of the matter, of course, as if he didn't understand.

"Dean!"

"Master Li has worked hard!"

I saw Qiu Hui beckoning into the distance, and Chu Ye and Cho Qianqiu immediately withdrew from the game and came to him.

After some inquiry, Master Li frowned: "What are these people going to do?" ”

Now the nurses of Taixue have surrounded Xishan, and Master Li has also arranged the people and horses to ensure the normal progress of the poetry meeting.

"Master Lee." Chu Ye took a step forward and said, "These people don't seem to be really here to do bad things. ”

"Oh?"

Seeing that Chu Ye wanted to speak and stopped, Lord Li and Dean Qiu hurriedly took Chu Ye and Chop Qianqiu aside.

"These black-clothed men are not weak in martial arts, if they want to attack us, they must be covered with corpses here now. The moment I spotted them, they began to retreat in an orderly manner. Obviously, their purpose was not to kill. ”

In front of Li Ping and Dean Qiu, Chu Ye didn't need to hide anything.

Dean Qiu's eyes were heavy, who dared to fight the idea of Taixue.

"Were you injured in the fight?"

Chop Qianqiu smiled and tore open his clothes, "No, it didn't hurt the flesh and skin." ”

He didn't lie, he didn't hurt his flesh and skin, but Chop Qianqiu is not the same as in the past now, and he pays attention to everyone. And dare to hurt the prince, this crime is not small.

"Dean Qiu, this matter needs to be considered in the long run, and the lower officials will send additional personnel to strive to arrest these unknown people as soon as possible."

Li Ping has been thinking about a question all the way, why has Taixue done so much recently? Shouldn't soldiers be sent here?

"There's Lord Lao Li!"

After a few more discussions, Dean Qiu led Chu Ye and Chop Qianqiu back to the arena, and Li Ping simply stayed here to watch the improvisational poetry competition.

Now the players have played their own level normally, and after layers of competition, there are eight people left in the end, and it just so happens that they are still the top four in the solo fight.

Zhao Dan and Yu Deshui are impressively listed, Chu Ye and Chop Qianqiu are also among them, and there are also Li Ye and others.

When it comes to improvising poems, the junior students still don't have an advantage, if it weren't for the help of the old man in white and black, plus the help of "Black Era", he would have been eliminated long ago.

Yu Deshui didn't seem to have calmed down, especially when he saw Chu Ye and Chop Qianqiu returning with injuries, the expression on his face was even more intriguing. Fortunately, he has a profound literary background, and he was able to reach the top eight in a restless state.

"What a mess the world is!"

The soul of the poem dances with the soul in an instant, and since all the creatures in this world want to play like this, it is better to dance with them.

Chu Ye made up his mind and raised his head, which wanted to be low-key. At this time, he stood on the edge of the woods, the vastness and solemnity of Taixue were in full view, and there was still more water in his eyes, and his eyes flashed strangely from time to time.

Instructor Lu walked out slowly, looked at the eight players in front of him, and read aloud: "Time, luck, and life." The impermanence of the world is like clouds and mist in the sky, innumerable and infinitely changing. We are one of the dusty specks of it. ”

At this point, Instructor Lu was infected by his own words, he swallowed his saliva lightly, smiled bitterly, looked at the clouds on the horizon and continued, "Can you swallow the sun and the moon and cover the eternals?" Please show what you have learned and feel in your life, and talk to heaven and earth! ”

What a big topic! Directly to the height of heaven and earth!

Chu Ye simply sat on the ground, regardless of his etiquette and education. shook off the weeds on his clothes, put his hands on his cheeks, and re-examined this familiar world with a stingy look.

In people's astonishment, Chu Ye slowly entered a state of selflessness.

yes, what the hell are people? Why are you here? Where will it go in the future? Even if you stand at the end of the Fighting Continent or the entire universe, what can you do? Where is the road from there?

It takes nearly 10,000 years to recover, so why do humans only have a lifespan of 100 years? In this vast world, what is the fighting continent, what is too void pure land, what demon realm and demon realm are actually similar, they are all creatures in the universe. Even if it is stronger than the predecessors of Breaking Stone, it can't escape the rules of its own design. So, what should humans who are too small to be any smaller do? Can it be strong enough to dominate mountains and rivers, strong enough to break the shackles of layers?

His eyes remained motionless, sitting under a tree like a sculpture, and time stood still in this moment. Chu Ye has been thinking and exploring like this, as if after thousands of years, a gust of mountain breeze blows, the soul returns to its place, the cool touch makes the skin seem to be breathing, and the eyes move slightly, just this time, it indicates the return of the King of Chu!

A turbid breath slowly exhaled, and I heard someone next to him shouting his name.

"Chu Ye, have you thought about it?"

"It's fine."

Chu Ye said in his heart, he was really afraid that the feeling of suddenly being separated from the world was really from the world.

If the talent can be measured by two catties, then the weight of Mount Tai can be compared with Chu Ye's talent at this time.

Get up, pacing slowly, slowly spit out the golden sentences that dial the password of heaven and earth, the words are sonorous, and the sentences take root, which can really be described as a lotus flower step by step, and a Bodhi sentence by sentence. All the creatures present, including the animals in the West Mountain, listened attentively, as if receiving the baptism of heaven and earth, the soul was nourished by the most refined and pure aura, from head to toe, every pore was in harmony, more moisturizing than a long drought and rain, bathing in the heart field, extremely refreshing!

There was silence in the field, and there was no sound disturbance outside the forest and inside the forest, as if the whole world was silent.

Chu Ye had already recited all the poems of the Seven Words, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were looking at him so quietly. Li Ping seemed to have been immobilized, and opened his mouth incredibly, as if he was going to swallow something.

I don't know how long later, Dean Qiu Hui patted his palms and slapped continuously in front of the Jizhong acupoint. The applause gradually pulled people's thoughts back, and the endless applause echoed over the West Mountain.

Yu Deshui's eyes were a little moist, not moved, but inferior. How can such a psalm be written by a man in the red dust, even if it is an immortal? Chu Ye, are you a human being or a god?

A pair of long legs walked towards Chu Ye with some trembling, the spring was warm, the mountain wind was not strong, and I saw these trembling legs stop in front of Chu Ye. At this time, the applause was still there.

"Dean!"

Chu Ye gave a deep salute. He knows that he won, and there is no need to compare, although it is only a competition between the top eight, his first seven laws alone are enough to be proud of the world, looking at the past and the present!

A voice that trembled more than his legs came: "Chu Ye, you are the pride of my Taixue!" ”

There are still many words to be said, but not a single word can be uttered.

Instructor Yan, Instructor Lu, Instructor Gong, Master Li and others surrounded Chu Ye as if they had been absorbed by Chu Ye.

"There are no outsiders here, Chu Ye, how did you do it?"

Instructor Yan knew very well that the current education in Taixue was not enough for Chu Ye to reach such heights in such a short period of time. And with his understanding of Fancheng Academy, it was an academy known for martial arts, and its strength in Wendao was far inferior to Taixue, so Chu Ye would not be the foundation laid in Fancheng Academy.

"I won't hide it from you." Chu Ye lowered his voice and looked at Yu Deshui and the others at a safe distance. "I can't say a lot of things, one day I had a dream, and in my dream I said that I had a poetic soul, but it kept sleeping."

Speaking of this, Chu Ye looked thoughtful, as if he was reminiscing.

"But I think that everyone should have a poetic soul, and in order to be better than others, I have stepped up to understand the poetic soul. Then I did the poem and it was not the same feeling as before. ”

After listening to Chu Ye's words, everyone was still a little puzzled, what is the soul of poetry?

Dean Qiu's eyes didn't fluctuate much, obviously, he knew the soul of poetry. Instructor Lu was straightforward, frowned slightly and asked, "Since literati have poetic souls, do martial artists have martial souls?" ”

Martial spirits?

This Chu Ye really didn't expect it, yes, it seems that a martial artist should also have something similar to a martial spirit!

"This disciple really doesn't know, maybe my martial arts attainments are too shallow."

He was telling the truth, and everyone in this circle believed it.

These people whispered again, all of them were happy, and everyone understood.

It seems that there is no need to continue the competition, one of Chu Ye's poems has been amazing, and the subsequent competition is just a formality. But the rules can't be broken.

Instructor Lu came out a few more times, and said a few topics without much passion, and every time he finished speaking, he looked at Chu Ye intentionally or unintentionally, as if asking, is my topic okay?

The other players don't have any heart at all, they are still a fart, even if they lose decently, even if they win, try to fight for the second!

Chu Ye's face was difficult, he originally wanted to let Chop Qianqiu take the first place again, but now there is no way, if he wants to release the water again, it will be unfavorable to Chop Qianqiu.

There is no suspense, Chu Ye is the champion of the third competition!

Hundreds of people returned to the academy and put it down, just saying that Chu Ye had found Dean Qiu, "Dean Qiu, the disciple wants to get to know those black-clothed people?" ”

As he spoke, a sturdy young man walked up to Dean Qiu's side, this person was not the guard in the courtyard. I saw that he whispered a few words to Dean Qiu, and gestured twice. Dean Qiu was stunned for a few moments, then turned around and said, "Don't investigate this matter again, I have my own arrangements." ”

Chu Ye looked at the young man with wide eyes, he was in his twenties, his eyes were bright, his face was dark, his arms were longer than his knees, and he looked like a talented and shrewd person.

"Yes!"

Since Dean Qiu couldn't think of it, Chu Ye couldn't help it. He suddenly thought of someone, maybe he could solve his puzzles.