After the autumn equinox, the disciples at the foot of the mountain were busy harvesting grain. Many of the disciples planted grain in the first year, and the harvest was dismal.

Soon, the disciple hall listed the regulations that only the disciples under the mountain who had a harvest of more than 300 catties could be eligible to participate in the disciple martial arts test conference. Under this ruler, about half of the disciples were brushed.

Lu Zhijing, a disciple of the first level of the disciple hall, can rank among the top five in the disciple hall in the sword martial arts, this time, he is in charge of reviewing the harvest standards of the disciples under the mountain, in order to prepare for the disciple hall's annual disciple martial arts test meeting, and select those who can participate.

"It's over, it's over!" Han Yang couldn't help but exclaim.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chuyun wondered.

"You don't know, this Lu Zhijing is very strict, not to mention his martial arts, he will never show mercy to his subordinates, and when he encounters him, it is basically very difficult to pass the competition. ”

"Is the disciple martial arts test meeting a contest between the disciples of the mountain and the disciples of the disciple hall?" Lin Chuyun asked again.

"There's a high probability that this will be the case, I was only two moves away from being able to survive until the end of the round last year, eh, I'm not good at learning, I can't help it. Han Yang sighed.

"Don't worry, it will definitely work this year!" Lin Chuyun said to him.

When Lu Zhijing got off the mountain, he had a blue face, about thirty years old, and his green cloth clothes were a little white, but they were exceptionally clean. A long sword was carried behind him, and he didn't have a good face for the disciples under the mountain. He was followed by another disciple of the Disciple Hall, helping him count and record the harvest of the disciples at the foot of each mountain.

"Han Yang, a total of three hundred and fifty catties, qualified, is allowed to participate in the disciple martial arts test conference. As soon as he shouted, Han Yang didn't have much joy on his face, and in the past three years, he had become accustomed to it.

"Zhang Tianpeng, a total of 380 catties, qualified, allowed to participate in the disciple martial arts test conference. When Zhang Tianpeng heard this, he jumped up and shouted, overjoyed.

The little disciple who followed behind Lu Zhijing said with a smile: "Congratulations, congratulations, you will be able to harvest a good harvest in the first year and participate in the disciple martial arts test conference." ”

That Lu Zhijing didn't say a word, glanced at it coldly, and continued to check the harvest of the next disciple under the mountain.

Sun Xiaoqiang...... A total of two hundred and fifty pounds, unqualified. The disciple named Sun Xiaoqiang hung his head when he heard this, and sat in the field, half a year of hard work was in vain.

Lu Zhijing snorted and walked away.

Li Erpei...... A total of 210 pounds, unqualified. ”

This time, Lu Zhijing couldn't hold back, and whispered in his mouth: "Waste." ”

"Zhou Dong, a total of two hundred and ninety pounds, unqualified. ”

"Senior brother, senior brother, you see that I am only ten catties short, I feel pretty good, senior brother, senior brother Lu, you raise your noble hand, let me pass, I must behave well, I have practiced swordsmanship for a year, no problem, senior brother!" The disciple under the mountain called Zhou Dong was busy begging, and sent Lu Zhijing to kneel down and kowtow.

Lu Zhijing didn't even look at him: "Rules are rules, unqualified is unqualified, three hundred catties of grain, not to mention ten catties, even one catty, it is also unqualified, if you want to participate in the disciple martial arts test conference, you are not qualified!"

Lu Zhijing's words made Zhou Dong speechless, and the little disciple behind him also drooped his face, and said to Zhou Dong with a regretful face: "It's just a little bit, don't be discouraged, and make persistent efforts in the coming year." ”

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Along the way, more than half of the disciples under the mountain have been brushed down, and everyone has been looking forward to this disciple's martial arts test conference for a whole year, but they didn't expect such a result.

Finally, he walked to Lin Chuyun's field, Lu Zhijing glanced at the field, except for a small hill covered with thatch, there was nothing, and it didn't look like grain.

"Where's your food?" Lu Zhijing asked coldly.

"I don't have food ......"

Before Lin Chuyun's words fell, the little disciple who followed behind said softly: "I heard that this Senior Brother Lin is chivalrous and courageous, because of the righteous bandits, the entire wheat field was burned, and it is not his fault, the wheat field grows very well, if it can be harvested, more than three hundred catties will definitely be no problem." The elder brother has said that under special circumstances, you can open the net. ”

Lu Zhijing snorted again: "Chivalrous and brave, special circumstances? Do you know what are the rules? No food is no food, give him a net to open a side, do you want to open the net just now? Give everyone a side of the net, then I Lingyunmen, what kind of system will I become? What kind of righteous bandits, these little ghosts under the mountain, all of them are shrewd, if this precedent is set, I may not be able to move any crooked thoughts in the future, and do something to steal chickens and dogs." ”

When he said the words "stealing chickens and touching dogs", his eyes glanced at Lin Chuyun fiercely.

Lin Chuyun heard that he looked down on the disciples under the mountain so much, and he was indignant in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Lu......" The little disciple who followed behind him was helpless and didn't dare to say more.

"Also, don't talk about senior brother in front of me, if there is no food, even if the master in charge comes in person, it won't help!" Lu Zhijing said fiercely.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Lu......" The little disciple only nodded his head.

"I don't have food, but I have this. Lin Chuyun also said coldly.

This sentence surprised everyone.

What does he have?

I saw Lin Chuyun lift the thatch covering the hill bag, revealing sweet potatoes inside.

It turned out that in those days, Lin Chuyun planted sweet potatoes.

Some disciples who knew how to farm made a voice of sudden realization: "It turned out to be a sweet potato, no wonder, why didn't I think of it, I said that the grain he planted in the field later did not grow tall, it turned out that it did not grow tall, but grew into the ground." ”

"Sweet potatoes are also considered food?" Lu Zhijing said disdainfully.

"What can be eaten, what is delicious, is food. Lin Chuyun also replied coldly.

"Count, of course, sweet potatoes, you can eat them. The little disciple smiled, and then looked for someone to call him.

"Lin Chuyun, a total of five hundred catties, qualified, allowed to participate in the disciple martial arts test conference!"

Five hundred pounds!

As soon as he shouted, all the disciples under the mountain cheered, five hundred catties, this unexpected and reasonable number made all the disciples who were holding their breath today boil.

"Five hundred catties? I can't be mistaken, right?" Han Yang muttered to himself incredulously.

"Sweet potatoes grow in the ground, the yield is high, you can eat it when you dig it out, over the years, many farmers will choose to plant some, it seems to be a crop introduced to the Central Plains, it is really worthy of Lin Chuyun, can think of this. The disciple who had a lot of experience in farming said.

"Chu Yun, you are too powerful. Zhang Tianpeng hurriedly rushed over and said hello to him.

"I wasn't expecting that. Lin Chuyun said with a smile: "I planted sweet potatoes with my grandparents once, this is my first attempt, and I am afraid that I will not be able to plant it, but I didn't expect the harvest to be so high." ”

"Don't get complacent too early, growing food is just a basic skill, tomorrow's disciple martial arts test conference, you want you to look good. With that, Lu Zhijing waved his sleeves vigorously, turned around and left with a cold face.

"Tomorrow's disciple martial arts test meeting, the disciples who are qualified to participate in the mountain, go to the disciple hall early tomorrow morning to gather at the disciple hall!" The little disciple also hurriedly announced this sentence and followed back to the mountain.

"Cut, what's the spirit, this person must have been a disciple under the mountain for a long time, and he was sick, and it was easy to enter the disciple's hall, so he was so difficult. ”

"yes, yes, he's something compared to the senior brother!"

"Senior brother, he is not even as good as Senior Brother Chang, who just started teaching us to practice swords, the whole ghost is resentful, look at him like that!"

For a while, after Lu Zhijing left, whether it was a disciple under the mountain who was qualified to participate or not, they all vomited their unhappiness in their hearts.