Chapter 48: The Test

The group followed Yan Shenggong through the lobby, the second hall, and the retreat hall, and finally came to the back garden. People in the back garden from a distance to see the back garden innermost altar roof there is a slight purple gas full of weak and not scattered, straight to Xiao Han, the closer to the altar house, the more I feel that the time around me seems to be passing rapidly, the closer you go, the more obvious the feeling, at this time Yan Shenggong's voice fell in everyone's ears.

This is a test laid by the Holy Teacher, who can walk through this "deceased like this" is qualified to enter the altar house, before hundreds of students from all over the world have stopped here, you will try it together, whether you have the opportunity to see the style of the ancestor depends on the personal creation. ”

Hearing Yan Shenggong's words, everyone was relieved, sure enough, the Holy Master is not everyone can see, Yan Shenggong's Mansion is the first test to eliminate the possibility of those evil demons fishing in troubled waters, the "deceased" in this garden is the second test, presumably there will be a third test in the house. Zhu Hanwen also discovered the magic of this test at this moment, because the closer the speed of time flows to the altar house, the faster it is, it took him one second to take one step, and Fan Zhen and Hou Lie behind him wanted to follow him, and one step was a few minutes slower, so that after a few steps, Zhu Hanwen was already a few hours later, and the people behind him were no longer on the same timeline as him, even if he wanted to go back and join Fan Zhen and Hou Lie, it was impossible, just such a magic power that controlled the flow of time put everyone in the garden in different time and space, because no person's position and frequency of steps were completely consistent, and when everyone found out about this, it was too late。 Not at the same time, speaking, transmitting sounds, and magic weapons are all incompatible, which avoids the possibility of all these people contacting each other.

Now he can only rely on himself, Zhu Hanwen continued to walk towards the altar house with his head stuffed, the further he walked, the more frightened he felt, and when he was only ten steps away from the door, he was already a little unable to take a step. Zhu Hanwen stretched out his hand and touched his face, the flesh on his face was already drooping, and his chin was already full of beards, and after a few more steps, the muscles on his legs had atrophied, his back could no longer withstand his weight and bent down, and the clothes on his body were scattered in the wind. He took another step with difficulty, felt that there seemed to be some foreign object in his mouth, spit it out and saw that the teeth that had fallen out because of gum recession, and his legs could no longer withstand his body, and the person curled up on the ground. It's only three steps away from the door, but it's really no strength at all, and he may die if he takes a step forward, Zhu Hanwen feels that he can't hold on to it both physically and mentally, it turns out that the most painful criminal law in the world is aging, and he sees his body not being controlled by himself a little bit.

Zhu Hanwen knows that this is just a test, as long as he says that he will give up, he will definitely recover as before, and his original young and healthy body will be able to come back, but if he gives up, he will still die after three months, and he will still die because he gives up and let everyone down, why can't he die on the road of pursuing hope? Thinking of this, Zhu Hanwen gritted his teeth again, not the gums, lay on the ground and struggled to climb forward, this time his eyes were no longer able to see because of the atrophy of the lens, and the ears also sounded with buzzing tinnitus, the muscles of his hands had completely atrophied and could not be controlled, and even the sense of touch had faded due to the atrophy of the nerves. It turns out that the limit of aging is to slowly lose the five senses, no, not only the five senses, but also the sense of direction and balance. There are still two steps left, although the five senses have degraded to almost nothing, but Zhu Hanwen's heart has been firm, and the whole person has squirmed forward again like a worm.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing? Where is my mother? I want my mother! At this time, Zhu Hanwen was complicated by Alzheimer's disease because of the atrophy of his brain, and his consciousness fell into chaos. The countless pictures in his mind are disappearing little by little, the pictures that were originally filled in the sea of knowledge are decreasing little by little, and the eyes that have been staring at him in the sea of knowledge have finally surfaced, forming a person who looks exactly like Zhu Hanwen. After he surfaced, he rushed out of Zhihai as soon as possible and snatched control of his body from Zhu Hanwen, who was already ignorant. That is to say, at this moment, Zhu Hanwen has been controlled by his subconscious, and the first thing his subconscious does is to get up, but because his body has run out of oil, it is impossible to stand up, just twisted and lay on the spot again, at this moment Zhu Hanwen's subconscious The biggest desire is finally revealed, that is, he wants to live, or the desire to survive, driven by the desire to survive, Zhu Hanwen's subconscious is also Zhu Hanwen's inner demon, he tried his last trace of energy, controlled the body and finally squirmed forward, and finally died at the door of the altar house。

A purple qi fell from the sky and shone on Zhu Hanwen's corpse, as if time was speeding backwards on his body, and a few minutes later, the purple qi turned into a long rainbow and ran through his head.

"Ahh Consciousness withdrew from the sea of consciousness and looked at everything in his body as before, and it seemed that he had indeed recovered his original state.

No longer take care of the subconscious matter, stood up and pushed the door into the altar house, there were already three people waiting in the house at this time, among which Xu Gong and Yang Zhen were impressively listed, it seems that although this Yang Zhen has an average character, his cultivation and mind are still very rare. Xu Gong saw that it was him, and greeted him and said,

"Brother Zhu really passed the test, let me introduce you to you, this is Zhou Yi of Yuelu Academy, Brother Zhou, you also know the name, this Brother Zhou is very good at learning "Yi", you can communicate more. ”

"Brother Zhou. Zhu Hanwen hugged his fist at Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi also politely replied to him. None of the three of them paid attention to Yang Zhen, which shows how bad this guy's popularity is.

"Brother Xu can see the distraction of the Ancestral Master?" Zhu Hanwen asked Xu Gong as soon as he saw that the altar was empty, where was the shadow of the Holy Ancestor.

"I was the first to come in, and I didn't dare to act rashly when I came in, and we didn't dare to act rashly, and it seems that this last test should be in this altar house. Xu Gongzheng said, and pushed the door open again.

"Congratulations to Brother Yan for passing the test. As soon as Yang Zhen saw this person coming in, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Rejoicing and rejoicing, it turns out that Brother Yang has also passed the test. "This person hugged Yang Zhen with a fist, which is considered a return of courtesy.

"This person's name is Yan Youchen, and he is the leader of Yingtian Academy, Yingtian Academy and Songyang Academy are both in close contact with Xixiang Province, and the two have a good personal relationship. Xu Gong whispered to Zhu Hanwen.

It seems that the gap between these major academies is not ordinarily deep, Zhu Hanwen is not interested in these tricks of fighting for fame and profit, and he is not willing to be in them, so he hastily perfunctory Xu Gong observed the surroundings attentively. The area of this altar house is not very large, more like an ordinary study, an old wooden table, a wooden chair, several rows of bookshelves, an incense case, and that's it.

After a few more minutes, another person came in, and after Xu Gong's introduction, he learned that it was the leader of the Shigu Academy, called Zeng Chuixing. From this point of view, the Holy Ancestor should want to give the five academies an equal opportunity, and he is not willing to favor one over the other. When Zeng Xing walked into the altar house, a few lines of words appeared on the rice paper on the table in the room.

"How could a beggar ever have a second wife? There were a lot of chickens in the neighborhood? There was Zhou Tianzi at that time, so why did they talk about Wei Qi one after another. ”

When a few people saw this limerick poem, they all frowned, this poem was originally made by a writer surnamed Feng, to satirize the people who voted for it. Later, it was borrowed by Jin Wenzhu, who is the supreme scholar with more than 100 million readers, and has an extraordinary status in Confucianism, and he used this poem to ridicule those pedantic people who only know how to read books. It seems that the Holy Master wants to see how Confucian students learn from this poem, except for Zhu Hanwen, who is not a well-educated person, and can see the ins and outs of this poem at a glance, but he doesn't know how to answer to pass the test, and he doesn't dare to write after thinking and meditating.

Zhu Hanwen naturally read Jin Wenzhu's masterpiece, and knew that this poem was used to mock others, but he didn't understand what the master meant by taking it out. Looking at the other five, who were pulling their beards or hair, and then plowing back and forth, and knowing that they didn't have any good ideas, they simply slipped over to the shelves to see what books were on the shelves.

Breeding Technology of East Asian Pincer Scorpion

"Breeding method of small-tailed Han sheep"

A Widow's Prosperity

"The Fortune of the Nine Concubines of Dawang Stick Village"

Zhu Hanwen couldn't believe his eyes, what was the altar house where the Holy Father of Dacheng was studying, and what was the place where the Holy Ancestor of Dacheng appeared? Zhu Hanwen ran to another bookshelf to look at it.

The Weakness of Human Nature

Parchment Roll

Murphy's Law

"Thick Black Studies"

Guiguzi

it, how can you succeed in learning it? Yan Sheng read this thing when he was fair? and looked through a few bookshelves, all of them were miscellaneous books that didn't have four or six, and he even found the complete collection of fantasy novels ranked first on the vertical and horizontal literary network on a bookshelf, well... It's good and powerful.

After looking through all the bookshelves, Zhu Hanwen seemed to have an answer in his heart, walked to the desk and picked up the pen, ready to write on the rice paper, just about to put down the pen and felt that something was wrong, and just as he was hesitating, Yang Zhen and Yan Youchen came over.

"If you haven't thought about it yet, can you move?" Yan Youchen said politely.

Since people spoke so politely, Zhu Hanwen naturally had no reason to stop here, moved a few steps to the side, and let go of the desk, Yang Zhen picked up the pen and exchanged glances with Yan Youchen, and wrote "He is strong by him, the breeze blows the hills, he is horizontal by him, and the bright moon shines on the river" As soon as the word was written, a golden light flashed Yang Zhen's figure had disappeared, and the words he wrote disappeared, it seemed that his answer was not right. Yan Youchen also seemed to expect that it would not be so easy, and also picked up his pen and wrote, "No matter how wind blows and waves blow, it is better than a leisurely stroll." A golden light flashed, and Yan Youchen's figure and answer also disappeared. Xu Gong, Zhou Yi, Zeng Zhui Xing saw that these two people all answered wrong, and he couldn't say whether he should be happy or anxious, Xu Gong wanted to step forward to answer, hesitated for a moment and retreated.

Zhu Hanwen saw that the three of them didn't dare to come up for a while, walked to the desk again, picked up the pen with his right hand, and wrote a few words crookedly with his left hand and his right hand. Everybody wondered, what's going on? Right or wrong?