On this day, the sky is clear, and the people of Tianluo City are walking towards the center of the city in groups, today is the day of Confucianism and Taoism, and the place of accepting new is in the middle of Tianluo City.

Bian Yufei disguised himself and took Li Yichen and Li Xiyun to the city. The brother and sister didn't speak all the way, they knew that after today, Li Xiyun and Bian Yufei would enter the Flower Shifting Sect, and the next time they met, they didn't know what year or month.

Bian Yufei saw the reluctance of the two, and did not bother, because the road was chosen by himself. Li Yichen didn't want to be silent with his sister forever, and when he arrived at the place of the selection trial, he pointed to the two towering wooden towers in front of him and said, "Sister, look, we have lived in Tianluo City for so many years, but we didn't know that there were such two towers here!"

Li Xiyun's face was full of sadness, and she forced a smile and said to her brother: "Yes, we have been begging on the edge of Tianluo City for so many years, and we have not gone deep into this Tianluo City at all, such a big city, we have not seen too much." ”

Bian Yufei didn't know how to comfort this strong and stubborn girl who was born with hardship, so she had to follow their words, "These two towering wooden towers, the one on the left is the trial site of Confucianism, and the wooden tower on the right is the location of the Daomen, which is built for this Confucianism and Taoism competition. If you step into the wooden tower on the left, it means that you will be in the temple and intrigue with officials in the court; if you step into the right one, it means that you have embarked on the road of rivers and lakes, and life and death depend on life and fortune. ”

Li Yichen nodded, and looked around at the crowd around him, almost more than eighty percent of the people in Tianluo City gathered here, "Sister Yufei, there are so many people here, they won't all come to participate in the trial, right?"

Bian Yufei shook his head, "How is it possible, the premise for Confucianism and Taoism to recruit disciples is that they must not be more than sixteen years old, this alone is enough to ignore most of the people here, most of them are here to join in the fun, this kind of excitement is rare!"

Li Yichen nodded with palpitations, a few days ago, Bian Yufei measured his bone age, he was exactly fifteen years old, and he almost exceeded the requirements of the Daomen.

"Hey, you said that this Confucian church won't encounter any wizards this year?" Li Yichen listened to the conversation between the two people around him.

"A wizard of Confucianism?" the other shook his head, "I haven't heard anything from Confucianism, but I heard that there is a wizard who is vowing to join the Daomen. ”

"Oh, tell me more!" the man urged with interest.

"It is said that this son is only thirteen years old, a few days ago when he encountered bandits on the way up the mountain, rolled up his arms and sleeves, and killed three or four bandits with his bare hands, and at a young age he has opened four of the eight veins, what a veritable genius!" said the man with a thumbs up.

"Hey, I know the person you are talking about, this person's name is Lu Xuanding, and he can indeed be called a genius, but compared to his brother Lu Xuanming, his brother is only one year older than him, but he has already opened up six of the eight meridians, and his younger brother is still slightly inferior to his elder brother!"

Li Yichen couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart, Bian Yufei told him about the division of strength on the rivers and lakes in the past few days, at the beginning of the martial arts, the first thing is to open up the eight veins of the strange tendons on the human body, and then you can absorb the internal force at the dantian, this is the eight veins realm and the Dan realm, he almost lost half his life in order to open up a pulse, but he didn't expect that the two people they said just now were younger than themselves, but they all opened up four or five tendons, this is really more people than people have to die, goods have to be thrown away!

Just when Li Yichen was thinking nonsense in his heart, two figures walked out of the two towers of Confucianism and Taoism, the person on the left was well-dressed, the jade tree was in the wind, he was holding a gentleman's fan in his left hand, a purple gold ribbon was tied around his waist, and a piece of jade was hung on it, and he was wearing a white shirt and gown. The man on the right is much more simple than the man in the white shirt, a spotless blue Taoist robe is wide and comfortable, with a wooden hairpin in his bun, and a few strands of beard at his chin.

The elegant man on the left held a gentleman's fan, bowed slightly to the people around him, and was very polite, "If you want to join the Confucianism, please go to the front of the lower line to form a long snake, if not, please take two steps back, Xiaosheng thanked everyone." ”

This elegant man spoke so politely, giving people a warm feeling, people were naturally very cooperative, and after a while, the people in front of the elegant man formed a long line, and there were more and more people in the row, and there were thousands of people in the bustle!

The Taoist priest on the right pursed his lips, and no matter how dirty the ground was, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and shouted at everyone: "It's all thought about, once you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't get out of this life, life and death are rich and noble, if you want to enter my Taoist door, come to me and line up, and let the people who watch the excitement let go, don't get in the way!"

Although everyone was dissatisfied with the attitude of the Taoist priest, they were helpless, and it didn't take long for the number of people in front of the Taoist priest to gradually increase, but no matter how much it was, it was only half of the number of people on the Confucian side.

The corners of the Taoist priest's mouth went up, "Yo, there are more people this year than in previous years, alas, who will be a handful of loess in a few years?" Then he stood up, dusted off the soil, and asked another Taoist priest to bring a pen and paper, and shouted to the crowd: "Everyone come to me to report their names, ages, and veins." ”

A little boy stepped forward and said, "My name is Zhang Ding, I am twelve years old, and I have a pulse. ”

The Taoist priest grabbed the little boy's wrist, and then nodded, "Well, let's enter the tower." Next!"

"My name is Wang Liang, I am twelve years old, and I have a pulse and a vein. The next boy said.

The Taoist priest pulled up his wrist as before, and frowned, "Fourteen-year-old bone age told me that you are twelve years old, and you will live to the belly of a dog in the other two years!"

"I know your bone age when I touch it, so don't play with those little thoughts, next. The Taoist priest said lightly.

After the precedent of this boy, no one lied about his age and the number of tendons and veins, just like that, one after another, people were selected into the tower one after another, but there were not a few who were fanned by Taoist priests.

Most of the people who were selected were twelve or thirteen years old to open a pulse, and those with better talent were also able to open up the belt pulse, and it was not until Lu Xuanding appeared that the selection test fluctuated.

"Lu Xuanding, thirteen years old, Chong Pulse, Belt Pulse, Yang Dimension Pulse, Yin Dimension Pulse. ”

The Taoist priest kept his head down, heard what Lu Xuanding said, raised his head and glanced at him, held his wrist, his eyes lit up, and nodded with a smile: "Well, not bad! Not bad! It's a good seedling, let's go in." ”

The Taoist priest watched Lu Xuanding enter the tower all the way, and then returned to the same appearance just now, lowered his head and shouted, "Next!"

"Lu Xuanming, fourteen years old, Chong Pulse, Belt Pulse, Yang Dimension Pulse, Yin Dimension Pulse, Yin Pulse Pulse, Yang Pulse Pulse. ”

The Taoist priest's eyes were opened to the biggest time in his life, and even his mouth grew up!

"Boy, it's more reliable to talk nonsense!" the Taoist priest said to Lu Xuanming.

Lu Xuanming smiled slightly and stretched out his wrist in front of the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest frowned, looking at Lu Xuanming's confident appearance, it didn't look like he was telling a lie, but at the age of fourteen, he had opened up the six veins, and only the last Ren and Du two veins had not been opened, which was too unbelievable! Wait, he just said that his name was Lu Xuanming? That kid just now seemed to be called Lu Xuanding!

Thinking of this, the Taoist priest hurriedly looked at the roster of the rank just now, that's right! It's Lu Xuanding! The Taoist priest raised his head and looked at the boy in front of him, and instead of touching his bones, he asked, "What is the relationship between you and the boy who went in just now?"

Lu Xuanming bowed slightly, "Senior brother, that's my younger brother." ”

The Taoist priest nodded as expected, stretched out his hand and touched Lu Xuanming's wrist, and a smile appeared even more on his face. "Yes, yes, you two brothers have rare talents, let's go inside!"

Lu Xuanming respectfully agreed, and walked into the wooden tower of the Daomen leisurely.

Compared with the pleasure of the Taoist priest, the elegant son of Confucianism is not so smooth. From the very beginning, he frowned, Confucianism existed for the Tongtian Dynasty to recommend officials, and joining Confucianism was also the easiest way for those who thought they were well-educated to enter the court as officials. However, because of this, as long as Confucianism is openly selected, tens of thousands of scholars will come, and as the saying goes, there is no first place in literature and no second place in martial arts! Except for those extremely bad and excellent extreme articles, it is impossible to judge the superiority of the middle-class people. Therefore, the examiners of every session of Confucianism are full of sorrow because of this! This is not what worries the elegant boy the most, what makes him most angry is that most of the articles he has read are actually middle and lower level articles, and none of them are of the highest quality!

The elegant son no longer has the elegance at the beginning, but instead has a tyrannical atmosphere. If this group of middle-of-the-road talents is recruited into Confucianism, I am afraid that hundreds of times of "Confucian Treatise" will be indispensable. Glancing at the scholars who were struggling to write, he suddenly found that there was a person sleeping soundly in the corner behind him! That elegant boy was already annoyed, but he didn't know how to vent, he didn't expect this person to give him such a great opportunity, how could he miss it?

With a hint of gloom on his face, the gentleman strode to the sleeping man's side, took out the gentleman's fan, and struck it on the man's head with all his might. Just when the gentleman's fan was about to fall on the man's head, the sleeping man suddenly straightened up and stretched his waist! That gentleman's fan was already fragile, how could he resist the gentle boy's hateful blow? The gentleman's fan slammed straight on the stone table and broke off in response! Before the gentleman could react, a fist hit him in the face out of nowhere!

Wen Ya Gongzi's face was swollen by this punch, and he was directly beaten and sat on the ground. He covered his face and stood up, staring at the man who had changed his position and continued to crawl on the stone table and was asleep! The punch just now was none other than him, or he punched the elegant boy in the face by stretching his waist, and by the way, he avoided the fate of being knocked on the head by the fan.