Zhang Yu walked along the long corridor, his every step was steady, and he never changed from beginning to end.

He walked all the way to the large hall, and under the gaze of many people on both sides of the seats, he came to the middle of the hall and stood still, and then raised his eyes to meet him, and put his hands together, left and right, and bowed.

This ceremony, from the posture to the demeanor, is impeccable.

It is the most solemn and graceful gift of Tianxia.

At this time, everyone also saw his appearance clearly, only to feel that his spirit was empty, and he was angry, especially when he stood there, his posture was tall and straight, surrounded by a hazy jade light, and the light was clear, like an immortal.

Most of the people present had never seen him, but they had heard of his reputation before, but when he saw it at this moment, his heart was full of amazement. They all heard that there were true immortals in Tianxia, but they had never seen them, and they could only see one or two styles from the past portraits, but when they saw Zhang Yuhou at this moment, they all felt inexplicably that if there were true immortals, then it should be like this, right?

Duwei An Youting looked at Zhang Yu, this was also the first time he saw the gentleman in Yang Ying's mouth, after looking at it for a while, he asked a capable middle-aged man beside him: "This Zhang Shenzhi is a Xuan Xiu, and he has killed several foreign gods before, An Candle, you are also a person wearing a divine robe, and you have also fought with Ning Kunlun, what do you think of his strength?"

An Zhu thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and replied with a fist: "Du Wei, his heart light runs freely, and he is not affected by the outside at all, I can't see through him." ”

An Youting said calmly: "In other words, his strength may be higher than yours?"

An Candle replied honestly: "Du Wei, I haven't fought before, it's really hard to say, the battle of life and death is not something that a strong person will definitely win." ”

An Youting didn't say anything.

At this moment, Guo Gong, who was sitting at the top, also turned his head to look at Zhang Yu several times, but compared with the appearance that ordinary people paid the most attention to, he paid more attention to a person's demeanor.

It can be said that most of the upper echelons of the Metropolitan Protectorate are gathered here, and everyone has great authority in their hands, and ordinary people will inevitably feel deep pressure when facing the gaze of these people.

The three people who came in before were selected to be selected, even the one with the best performance, in this situation, would be more or less unnatural.

But he found that Zhang Yu took this as usual, and he was extremely calm. However, when he thought that he was still a cultivator, and that he had fought with alien gods several times, he must have undergone inhuman tempering from his will to spirit, and he was relieved of this.

It's just that he feels that Zhang Yu has a familiar temperament, which seems to have been seen in some people.

He recalled that it seemed to be those men he had met during the Battle of Honghe Pass sixty years ago.

However, those people looked indifferent, as if they didn't take everything in the world to heart, and here Zhang Yu is different from them......

"Situation?"

Guo Gong heard someone calling him, and suddenly came back to his senses, and found that it was a long-bearded Xia Shi next to him calling him, he laughed at himself, and said, "I'm old, and it's easy to get distracted." ”

The Xia Shi who shouted at him said: "The state is laughing, I look at the state of the government, and his body is still very healthy." ”

Gong Guo smiled, looked at the field, and asked, "It's time to come down to inquire, right?"

"Yes. ”

The long-bearded Xia Shi said: "Zhang Shijiao is from the Taiyang School Palace, so this study inquiry, for the sake of fairness, because of the selection of school orders from the three school palaces of Linzhi, Ningguang, and Xuancheng to do this, does the public have any suggestions?"

Guo Gong shook his head and said, "Don't care what we old guys mean, just come according to the pre-arrangement." ”

Natsushi nodded, beckoned a scribe, and gave a few words, and with a wave of his hand, he came to a table in the corner, bowed to a handsome man in his thirties, and said a few words in front of him.

The handsome man nodded, stood up from his seat, and took a few steps to the aisle, he faced Zhang Yu, put his hands together, and saluted: "Master Zhang, it's polite, I am in the palace of learning, and the order is still happy." ”

Zhang Yu raised his sleeves and saluted, and said: "Taiyang School Palace, learn from Zhang Yu." ”

Shang Xueling put down his hand and said with a smile: "I heard that Master Zhang's specialization is the study of ancient naturalism, and it happens that Shang is also studying this knowledge, so this inquiry will be handled by Shang. ”

Zhang Yu said calmly: "Shang Xueling is serious. ”

Shang Xueling glanced at him and asked, "Master Zhang, I heard that you recommended yourself to enter the school, but I don't know which famous master you studied with?"

Zhang Yu replied: "My teacher is not a famous person, and his reputation is not obvious. ”

"That's how it was. ”

Shang Xueling nodded, smiled, and did not continue to ask the question, but walked a few steps to the side, looked at the seat, and said: "For those of us who have studied ancient naturalism, what we need to study the most is the ancient language and writing, because only by understanding these can we understand those ancient books and figure out the content contained in them." ”

He turned around again and looked at Zhang Yu, "I heard that Master Zhang also has a talent in language, and he also went to the Southern Regions with a festival before, and successfully persuaded a barbarian tribe to join the capital to protect the mansion, so this time I asked about words and writing." ”

Zhang Yu nodded and said, "Shang Xueling, please speak." ”

Shang Xueling was prepared for a long time, he took out a scroll from his sleeve, handed it to Zhang Yu with both hands, and said with a smile on his face: "Please also ask Master Zhang to take a look." ”

Zhang Yu stretched out his hand to take it, opened the scroll and looked at it, what appeared in front of him was a 'secret text' composed of many symbols and distorted words, and he immediately recognized that this was some kind of code language, and there were many ancient languages involved behind it.

It's just that he is a little strange, because the inquiry is not only the examination of the school, but also a part of the exchange, it stands to reason that Shang Xueling should not take out these original books without any changes, but should take out his own understanding and interpretation of this text to throw out questions, let him answer questions, so as to elicit his views, if there are different opinions, then the two sides will express their own opinions, discuss and debate.

But now it has become a pure solution to doubts, which can be described as blunt and superficial.

Since he entered the administrative department, he has not taken the initiative to use the heart lake, because there is also a mystical cultivator who has mastered the light of the heart, and it will not cause trouble, but it will not be conducive to this discussion, but under the distance contact, he can feel that when Shang Xueling handed this scroll to himself, there was a moment of excitement and anticipation in his heart.

He was keenly aware that these words were likely to be useful to his people, and perhaps not entirely clear to himself, so he wanted to take the opportunity of the inquiry to get answers from him.

If he can answer, then he is helping his person, and if he can't answer, then he is naturally stumped by his person.

Borrowing public for personal gain, and there is no trace, this person's abacus can be said to be very good.

He must not do what he wants, so he changed his mind, raised the scroll in his hand slightly, and said, "But I don't know who is judging this?

is both an inquiring and a judge, if there is only Shang Xueling, it is obviously inappropriate.

Among the gentlemen at the table, an old man spoke out at this time: "Old and decayed in Kangzhi, I have some research on ancient Chinese and writing, although it is not as good as Qiu Shang, it can be regarded as passable, and it can barely be regarded as a judgment." ”

Zhang Yu turned around, waved his hand at the old man, and said: "Mr. Yu, the question of Shang Xueling, Yu can answer it, but he only wishes that the book will fall on the text, and it can't be handed over to Shang Xueling later, so it can only be handed over to the old man." ”

Yu Kangzhiqi said: "Why do you have to do this?"

Zhang Yu replied seriously: "Because this involves the secret text of the alien gods, whether it is shown to the public or read on the spot, it is inappropriate. ”

Yu Kangzhi is an old man, and immediately understands what he means, and here are those who express their reluctance to show it, including Shang Xueling.

Although there is a suspicion of over-defense, it is undoubtedly right to be cautious when it comes to things like alien gods, and it is also strange to blame Shang Xueling, and this kind of thing should not be used to ask questions when inquiring.

He looked at him and said, "Shang Xueling, are you too old to believe in it?"

Shang Xueling bowed down and said, "Yu Lao's words, how dare students not believe it?"

Yu Kangzhi said: "Okay, since you have a question, then you should also have your own answer, then write down your answer, and compare it with the translated text taught by Master Zhang later, and you will naturally be able to distinguish it clearly." ”

Shang Xueling immediately said: "Dare not obey your fate." ”

It's just that in his heart, he can't help but secretly call luck at this moment, fortunately, some of those words have been translated by him a long time ago, and although a small part cannot be completely determined, it is also within his grasp.

If you directly take out something that you haven't figured out, then I'm afraid you'll have to make a big deal today.

Zhang Yu was enslaved from the vacant seat on the side, where the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were complete, he sat down, picked up the pen, put one hand on his sleeve, dipped in ink, and then put it on the pen and paper, and wrote down what he had just observed.

He writes very quickly, and there is a rhythm of his own movements, and the movements are just like flowing water, and those who watch him write, although they don't know what he writes, feel comfortable.

After a while, he put down his pen and clasped his hand at Yu Kangyi.

Immediately, the servant picked up the paper and sent it to Yu Kangzhi, and his people took it in front of him, just looking at the word, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "The fairy bone Dao Yun, the meaning of heaven, wonderful!"

But as he continued to look, he kept frowning.

Someone noticed his expression, couldn't help whispering, and glanced at Zhang Yu from time to time, and saw that his face was calm and indifferent, as if he was worried about himself at all.

Although Shang Xueling was a little slower, he didn't have a sense of urgency at all, and he finished writing slowly, so he let the servant take it, and raised his head, and smiled at Zhang Yu seemingly friendly, and did not lose his demeanor at all on the surface.

Yu Kangzhi took the answer from Shang Xueling's hand at this time, and after he looked at it carefully, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly picked up the piece of paper written by Zhang Yu, clicked a few times, and tore it to shreds on the spot!

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