"You.... How dare you hit me!" The gentleman shouted incredulously while covering his face.

The shouts of the elegant boy attracted everyone's attention, but most of them were gloating at the excitement, and even snickering.

"Well, who's talking, it's noisy. The sleeping man opened his loose eyes, rubbed the remnants of his awakening, and squinted at the elegant son.

"Do you know what you're doing?!" asked the gentleman angrily.

"I seem to be taking part in the Confucianism assessment, oh, yes, what, the assessment is over?" the man asked flatly.

His insipid attitude made the elegant boy even more angry, and the elegant boy no longer had the previous elegance, and laughed angrily, "It's over? That's right! It's over, not a word has fallen, how can my Confucianism accept a black sheep like you, hurry up!"

I saw the man stretch his waist and yawn, and smiled at the examiner, "Where did you know that I haven't said a word." ”

The examiner smiled disdainfully and said, "Could it be that you can still put down your pen when you fall asleep?"

"Naturally, I can't, but I'm done writing, and I'm bored, so I take a nap. "The man was still as plain as water.

"Hehe, I'll see what you can write as a scumbag!" the gentleman snatched the paper from the stone table.

I saw that on the white paper, the rhyme and ink were faint, and the pen was written little by little, and the momentum was magnificent! Before the elegant boy could taste the verse, he was shocked by the flowing and elegant handwriting!

At this time, Wen Ya Gongzi realized that even with this calligraphy alone, the person in front of him was enough to be proud of everyone present, including himself, could not write such handwriting! Wen Ya Gongzi did not continue to read the poem, but began to look at this person. This man still looked like he couldn't keep his spirits up, and he crawled on the stone table with a tired face to rest, just looking at his appearance of fifteen or sixteen years old, he had long flowing hair, half of which covered his right eye, and the other half of his hair was scattered behind him.

The elegant boy was expressionless, and his heart was horrified, this kind of calligraphy was like a fornication for decades, this child could write at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he was a demon, and he looked at the poem in his hand.

Laughing Fairy

I have no mockery of the ancients,

Butterflies fly together as souls.

Poetry is unforgettable, green mountain bones,

The fairy road is difficult to meet.

The examiner took the paper in his hand, and the excited look on his face was not concealed at all, and he exclaimed: "Good poem, good poem!" The man still looked lazy, crawled on the table and squinted at the examiner, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and changed a comfortable position to continue to sleep.

"What's your name, how old are you?" asked the gentleman excitedly.

"I'm called Litian, it seems to be.... Fourteen!" the man said lightly.

In the sixty years of the Tongtian calendar, Li Tian entered Confucianism with a song "Laughing Fairy".

.......

The morning passed in a blink of an eye, looking at the children who were pulled away by the robe one after another because of their lack of talent, Li Yichen couldn't help but feel apprehensive in his heart. Among them, there are many people who have opened up more veins than themselves are also disqualified, if according to the convention, Li Yichen is definitely one of the people who were fanned, but he has no way out.

"Li Yichen, fifteen years old, rushing pulse. Li Yichen raised his voice and said to the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest tilted his head and glanced at Li Yichen, and said playfully: "Your height, fifteen years old? Hehe, I have seen a lot of people who are older than tabloids, and this is the first time I have seen them in a big newspaper." ”

Li Yichen smiled innocently and stretched out his wrist. The Taoist priest touched his wrist and looked at Li Yichen with a frown, "You are really fifteen years old, why are you so short!"

"Hehe, I have been begging for a living since I was a child, and I usually eat the last meal without the next meal, and it is not easy to survive, so naturally I am not tall. Li Yichen said.

The Taoist priest sighed, I don't know if he was pitiful of his background or what he didn't wave his sleeve robe, and said: "Although your background is pitiful, this does not mean that whoever is pitiful will choose whom, you only opened a pulse at the age of fifteen, and your achievements in the future are too low, you should go another way!"

Li Yichen smiled, "Dao Master, I naturally know my qualifications, I don't expect to become a disciple of the Dao Sect, don't I know that the sect still lacks miscellaneous servants?"

"Miscellaneous servants?!" the Taoist priest thought he had misheard and repeated again.

"Yes, handyman!" Li Yichen nodded definitely, "Chopping wood, cooking rice, carrying water, and sweeping the floor are all fine." ”

"This ...... Yes, yes, but ......" the Taoist priest hesitated. Li Yichen smiled, "I turned out to be a beggar, I have nothing to ask for, I just want a full bite of food, I don't know if Daomen can give me this mouthful of food." ”

The Taoist priest thought for a moment and nodded, "Daomen naturally does not lack this mouthful of food, so let's go up the mountain with you." ”

Li Yichen bent over, "Thank you, Daoye!" After speaking, he walked into the wooden tower.

Li Yichen was also watched by the Taoist priest into the tower, the Taoist priest turned his head and picked up the teacup on the side and poured the tea, took a sip and moistened his throat, and said to himself: "This year is really strange enough, not to mention the two geniuses, why did there come a beggar who wanted to be a miscellaneous servant." "Next, next, don't waste time!" the Taoist priest said to the people behind him as he drank tea.

The Taoist priest drank tea, and his eyes caught a glimpse of the child standing in front of him without speaking, and the Taoist priest frowned dissatisfiedly, "What is your name, how old are you, and how many veins are there?"

The child still didn't speak, the Taoist priest was annoyed, and there were still people who were proud here? I saw that as soon as he raised his left hand, he blocked the sleeve robe that was thrown over, and with a flip of his wrist, he struck the sleeve robe with a palm.

Blue strips of cloth flew all over the sky, and the Taoist priest looked at the boy in front of him stupidly, and this little boy actually smashed his robe containing internal force with one palm!

The Taoist priest stared at the little boy in front of him, who looked like a man with clear eyebrows, fluttering black hair over his shoulders, red lips and white teeth, and a coarse linen coat.

"You ....." The Taoist priest didn't know what to say at this time.

"Zhou Chen, twelve years old. With that, the boy walked towards the wooden pagoda behind the priest.

This scene stunned everyone present! They couldn't believe that a twelve-year-old child had smashed the Taoist priest's robe with one palm!

The Taoist priest raised his arm that had been shattered by his Dao robe and muttered to himself, "What the hell is going on this year? It's amazing enough to have a thirteen-year-old freak with six veins, how can there be a genius who created a dantian at the age of twelve! When did geniuses become so worthless!"

Thanks to the Taoist priest's knowledge, he came back to his senses in an instant, and said loudly: "Okay, okay, don't look at it, go on, next!"

Everyone was pulled out of surprise by the voice of the Taoist priest, and everything that followed was ordinary compared to the previous ones, and there were no more jaw-dropping geniuses, which also made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, if there were a few more geniuses like Zhou Chen, the world would be changed.

Because there were fewer people on this side of Jianghu Road, and the trial method was relatively simple, it ended quickly. On the other hand, on the other side of the temple, all the scholars are working hard, eager to write some good words and sentences with a few more brains to get the appreciation of the man in brocade, so as to soar to the sky

After Li Yichen entered the wooden tower, he had been paying attention to the selection outside, not to mention how shocked he was when he saw the boy named Zhou Chen shattering the sleeve of the Taoist priest with one palm, he knew that he would never be able to do this with brute force alone, this should be the internal force that Sister Yufei said! Li Zhichen thought in his heart, he didn't expect that the star pupil boy was only twelve years old, and he had already opened up eight tendons and veins to form a dantian! It was really terrifying!

Zhou Chen walked into the wooden tower, and the children in the tower all looked at him with the eyes of monsters! That Lu family brother was already a genius enough, but compared to this Zhou Chen, it was simply the gap between Fan Xing and Haoyue! Zhou Chen didn't care about their eyes at all, glanced at everyone, smiled disdainfully, walked to the side and found a comfortable place to start closing his eyes and recuperating.

People kept coming in the wooden tower, and the awkward atmosphere continued until the end of the trial, and the Taoist priest of the trial glanced at everyone and only stayed on Zhou Chen's body for a few seconds, and then said: "You are all people who want to set foot in the rivers and lakes, my Daomen, the bull's ear of the rivers and lakes for many years, you have entered my Daomen today, you are the disciples of the Daomen, and the future of the rivers and lakes represents the face of my Daomen, I hope you will practice diligently, eliminate the demon and defend the Dao, and reach the realm of ascension as soon as possible." After speaking, the Taoist priest waved his hand, "Let's go, you can go up the mountain with me." ”

"Isn't this a gate?" someone asked curiously.

"Hehe, this is just a place for my Dao Gate trial, there are too many places like this in the Tongtian Empire, in fact, Dao Men is not in this kind of conspicuous and noisy place at all, there is a disturbance to the quiet. The Taoist priest smiled.

A group of people walked out of the wooden tower with the Taoist priest, Li Yichen looked at Bian Yufei and Li Xiyun in the crowd, smiled and waved at them, and then saw that Li Xiyun had already cried silently.

With tears in her eyes, her sister arched her hands in a circle and put them in front of her mouth and shouted, "Brother, brother, you promise me to live well!

Li Yichen didn't speak, and resolutely turned around, but no one saw the tears that he threw out the moment he turned around. Li Yichen said silently: Sister, don't worry, brother promises you, I will definitely make a name for myself in the rivers and lakes, and let you be an upright person! When the time comes, my brother will definitely kill the third son of the Wang family for you and avenge your grandmother! Sister, wait for my brother! And Sister Yufei, the next time we meet, I must go through a few tricks with you!

Bian Yufei looked at Li Yichen who was slowly moving away, as if she felt what he was thinking, and said silently in her heart: Li Yichen, once this scripture is gone, I don't know if you are a fish leaping over the dragon gate or a fool of the people, I hope that in ten years, there will be your name on the rivers and lakes! She stretched out her white tender hand and touched Li Xiyun's head, "Apprentice, he is gone, let's go too, let's go back to the flower sect with the master." ”

Li Xiyun nodded, turned her body around, but kept looking at the direction of Li Yichen's departure, looking back every three steps.

On this day, he went up the mountain, and she went out of the city.

On this day, he stepped into the rivers and lakes, and she also entered the rivers and lakes.