"Get out of the way. Water.

The four deacons returned with a second climber. An instructor from the academy brought ginger soup and medicine.

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"Moving, we need more water today. Get out of the way!

The deacons returned, carrying another stretcher in their hands. They shouted loudly, and their return was certainly more fuss than when Tang officials left the city.

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When Chu Youxian saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of all the fainting incidents in the past year. He turned his head to look at Ning Que.

Ning Que looked at the four deacons running back and forth on the mountain, his mouth slightly open. The scene in front of me is extremely familiar, even slightly heartwarming. However, it was a terrible experience after all, and the scene made his hands tremble, his stomach churned, and he felt a little nauseous.

His face turned pale and he sighed bitterly, "It's still the four of you."

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Behind the mist that covered the mountain road, the young cultivator trudged slowly. Occasionally, a person will fall to the ground in pain, lose consciousness, and then be quickly carried back. Xie Chengyun was in the middle of the crowd, and even though it was difficult, he continued to stagger forward. For the young monks of the Yuelun Kingdom, it seemed easier. His tattered robes fluttered behind him in the wind, ahead of the crowd. He occasionally looked around. It doesn't look like he's admiring the scenery and more like he's looking for a way.

Prince Long Qing overtook the few people in front of him, with his arms behind his back, and continued to walk, as if admiring the surrounding scenery. His expression was calm, and no matter how many people he overtook or how many unconscious corpses he saw on the side of the road, there was no pride or disdain on his face. He didn't look at the young monk, even though he surpassed him.

There was a thick fog at the end of the trail.

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Those who remained in the academy were silent, looking at the steep path with suspicion and shock. They wanted to know what kind of restrictions the academy had set up that made the path of young cultivators from different lands so painful and difficult. Ning Que, who was standing in the corner, was also analyzing the situation. His primary concern was not the path, but what awaited at the end beyond the fog.

Prince Long Qing had arrived before the fog. If he wants to go up the mountain, he has to at least go into the fog. No matter how dangerous the path may be, he must keep going.

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After reaching the fog, he did not hesitate and continued through the fog. After a while, the curious young monk of the Yue Lun Kingdom, who had been looking around, also arrived before the mist. He didn't know how far the fog had stretched, nor how many old tree spirits were lying behind the mist. Although he seemed aloof before, he now looks a little worried. He watched the fog silently, but didn't move forward.

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Prince Long Qing disappeared into the mist. There is no second person who completes the road at the descent and chooses to go into the fog.

More than half of the people who wanted to enter the second floor were brought back by the deacons. Only Xie Chengyun and a few people were still trekking on the road. The promising young monk, whom many had high hopes for, ran into a dilemma. He stood in front of the fog, swaying slightly.

Those who watched in the academy have made a decision to look at the current situation. No one can defeat Prince Longqing. Although this was expected by many people, watching Prince Long Qing's ability to surpass his peers still made many people speechless.

"The Xishan Divine Kingdom is indeed the forerunner of the cultivation technique. It deserves the respect of many. The School of Apocalypse is also one of the best schools in metaphysics. Who can compete with Prince Longqing because he went up the mountain so fast? He is truly second to none.

The envoy of the Yan Kingdom was very happy, and he looked at his prince proudly. However, he did not forget to flatter the people of the West Mountain Shrine.

Father Morley stroked his beard, much quieter than usual. Only the light in his eyes revealed his pride and joy, and he said, "Long Qing is indeed talented and favored by Haotian. The temple was given a great deal of responsibility in the judgment. While the academy is a mysterious place, being able to climb a mountain behind it is not commendable.

Everyone knew that when he said this, he was praising the prince. The envoy of the Yan Kingdom chattered a few words, and then turned his head to look at the Tang Dynasty officials beside him. He said lightly: "Today, the celebrities of the Tang Empire are all gathered together. It's a pity that none of the students in this group of students are particularly outstanding.

To the people of the Yan Kingdom, the Tang Empire was like a cruel beast. They never liked them and never missed an opportunity to puncture each other's confidence and ambition.

The envoy did not dare to provoke the prince or princess directly, nor did he say it out loud. However, he also did not make an effort to control his volume. His sarcastic taunt drifted to where the Tang Dynasty officials were sitting.

Officials of the Tang Dynasty sat under a large umbrella. Displeasure was written all over their faces. Five people in the Academy's Magical Skills course failed the test. Only Xie Chengyun remained, he was from the Southern Jin Kingdom. Moreover, he is not an opponent of Prince Longqing. It can be said that the younger generation of the Tang Dynasty failed miserably in today's assessment.

The expression on Prince Li Peiyan's face was gloomy. He tugged at his sleeve and said in a low voice: "If I had known that this would happen, I would have written to Xu Shi a long time ago and asked him to send Wang Jinglu back." At least we won't lose that badly.

Li Yu, who was sitting on the side, looked at him from the corner of his eye and said sarcastically: "Uncle, isn't it your fault that Wang Jinglu was sent to work under the National Guard?"

Li Peiyan looked at her unhappily. He was silent for a moment before he frowned and replied, "Why are you mentioning this again?" Although it is well known that Jinglu is second to none in the realm of knowing the destiny of heaven. Long Qing had already entered the realm of knowing the destiny of heaven. Even if he comes back, he may not be able to compare with the crown prince.

"Is he an opponent, or do you hope he isn't?" Li Yu pursed his lips and said sarcastically: "Uncle, you came today to witness Prince Long Qing enter the second floor...... Just to put you at ease, isn't it?

Li Peiyan replied normally: "You have to understand, this is what His Majesty wants.

Li Yu was silent when he heard this.

Prince Longqing was the first to open the second floor as expected. Although this was the consent of the Tang Dynasty and the Xishan Shrine, the princess was still a little displeased when she heard the words of the envoy of the Yan Kingdom and looked at the incomprehensible expression of Priest Moli. However, since Wang Jinglu has not returned, and the students of the academy cannot help, who can regain the reputation of the Tang Empire?

She subconsciously looked at the students who were being subdued. She wasn't sure who she was looking at or who she was looking for, but she wanted to find the last glimmer of hope in a face in the student crowd.

In the old library inside the college, the window next to the west window was pushed open. With the scent of spring breeze and flowers wafting in, a chubby young man walked over.

Outstanding young cultivators from different places walked past the old library, but neither Prince Longqing nor the young monk noticed him.

Chen Pipi glanced at the lake and the square roof of the study, and landed on Ning Que's figure in the dark corner. He put a bun to his mouth and chewed it, muttering to himself, "When will you finish?"

On the grass far from the academy, Sang Sang had already opened the big black umbrella. She stood quietly in the shade of a tree. She would occasionally glance at the blue sky and the glare of the sun, note the time, and then spray the sunscreen from Tan Kam Chicken Cosmetics Store on her face and apply it evenly with her little hands.

She knew that the exam to enter the second floor was to go up the mountain. She also knew that her young master would definitely do it. So why is she worried?

"He has to be the last one to set off and overtake people to be the first to reach the top. The prince's pretentiousness is really disgusting.

Chu Youxian took out a handkerchief full of exquisite snacks from his robe. He took a piece and handed it to Ning Que.

Ning Que thought, if the last person to climb the mountain was pretentious and disgusting, then what would he be?

The faces of the Tang officials in the academy were full of displeasure, while the faces of Situ Yilan and the other students of the academy were painted with shame.

Ning Que looked at everyone and muttered, "I will... Get your feet wet.

His voice may be soft, but Chu Youxian can hear it clearly. The hand holding the snack stiffened, stared at Ning Que's face, and said in disbelief, "What did you say?" Do you want to give it a try? Do you want to go up the mountain?

In the quiet courtyard, everyone heard Chu Youxian's exclamation, and they were all shocked. They turned and faced the place where the voice had come from.

Ning Que looked at Chu Youxian and said helplessly: "Xian, can your voice be a little louder?"

Chu Youxian was really startled and shouted loudly, "Are you really going up the mountain?" Are you really going to go to the second floor?

Everyone in the academy could hear clearly and see the whole situation clearly. Countless pairs of eyes looked at the corner where Ning Que was. Their mouths opened wide in shock.

Ning Que took the handkerchief full of snacks from Chu Youxian's hand, wrapped it, and said with a smile: "I regard these as preparations for the journey.

As he spoke, he walked towards the hill behind the academy.