The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the deer are singing in the valley.

The dark tide is surging in the depths of the abyss...

It was only three minutes after the start of the exam, and in less than an hour, five people handed in their papers in advance and left the examination room. Whether it is the peerless elegance who disdains ordinary people, or the self-righteous eyes of no one, it doesn't matter first. At least with the deeds they have created, it is enough to firmly support and bloom this year's national examination from the river of history. Several genius teenagers who are not related to each other have the first focus of convergence, so that they diverge into thousands of people, ups and downs, criss-cross, and write the first stroke of the immortal chapter...

Hallym Temple, the gate of the mountain.

A slight breeze whipped up a faint dust, forming a small whirlwind hovering over the ancient stone path. The ant carried the fragments of dead leaves, several times its size, and struggled to climb the edge of the moss, a thin strand of maroon silk connecting the depths of the tree hole. The yellow finch seemed to despise this tiny food, and stood in the treetops quietly cleaning its feathers.

Three figures, from top to bottom.

Walk in the quiet mountain road without hurrying.

The sun was shining, especially warm, and the big red date horse dragged a car to park at the gate of the mountain, its solid and powerful hooves gently stepped on it, and from time to time swallowed its big tongue. In front of the carriage stood a young man, hippie smiling, swaggering, just like a victorious rooster, so proud...

"Huh!"

Before the three people on the mountain road walked out of the mountain gate, the young man in front of the carriage shouted proudly from afar: "You are Bai Lingyun, right?"

On the mountain road, the gray-robed Confucian who walked in front of him arched his hand and said, "Exactly." ”

"Haha, Chief Hanlin is just like that, his subordinates are defeated!"

“......”

Mad.

It's crazy...

Confucian Sheng was surprised when he heard this, as if he had never expected the young man under the mountain to be so rampant, and the two of them were directly presumptuous as soon as they met each other, which was rare at that time. But Confucian's qi was very good, his feet did not stop, and his face did not show anger, but he smiled faintly: "Lingyun's skills are not as good as others, so Brother Taijian smiled." ”

"Hee-hee..."

Seeing that the Confucian was soft, the young man under the mountain slyly laughed for a while and then stopped paying attention. Blink of an eye to look at the two figures behind the mountain road, he shouted even more proudly: "You are Xia Xun, right?"

More than ten zhang behind Confucianism, Xia Xun smiled faintly, and muttered a few words to Bai Xiu, who was traveling with him, but he didn't know what to say but didn't answer. The young man under the mountain saw that Xia Xun should not be, and he didn't care, and continued to shout: "The world-shattering ghost plot is nothing more than that. You've got a hand at cheating, but you're also a loser to mine!hahaha..."

The laughter is unbridled and unscrupulous.

From the bottom to the top, it reverberates inside and outside the mountain road, and even the examination room behind the mountain road can be faintly heard. It wasn't until a few people with knives and brocade clothes walked out of the examination room that the young man under the mountain slightly restrained his arrogant laughter. The madman Xia Xun has seen a lot, Mo Xian's cold arrogance, Gu Fan's rebelliousness, Luo Jue's arrogance, and Yu Youran's Hanmei Aoxue, but he has never seen this young man under the mountain so arrogant and arrogant. Thinking of this, Xia Xun couldn't help but feel a little funny, and shouted back: "Accept." ”

"Concession?"

Xia Xun's "admit" was said suddenly, and he didn't know where to start.

The young man under the mountain suddenly became confused, and just when he couldn't figure it out, the three people on the mountain road walked out of the mountain gate one after another. Bai Lingyun stopped, looked back and hugged his fists towards Xia Xun and Bai Xiu, and made a small salute. Xia Xun and Bai Xiu also pad their fists and returned a salute.

"Wait for them here, I have to go to the west of the city. ”

"Go ahead, we will meet at the Temple of Heaven later. ”

"Good..."

Walking out of the mountain gate, Xia Xun explained to Bai Xiu lightly, then crossed the carriage and the young man parked in front of the mountain gate, and walked away alone towards the official road. Not long after, there was a long howl, and the white horse galloped with green shirts and drove into Xiguan Road...

"Cut, what the hell..."

Looking at the green shirt floating on horseback, Liu Yan was very uncomfortable, as if there was a big stone in his heart, and he didn't vomit or be unhappy: "I thought he was so great, and he had the ability to speak and speak." If you lose, you lose, and you still admit it, you really can't afford to lose. ”

Bai Xiu rolled her eyes contemptuously, and moved a few steps with the little white pig in her arms, too lazy to take care of the hairy boy.

Bai Lingyun smiled and said meaningfully: "He is indeed amazing. ”

Liu Yan glanced at Bai Lingyun and said disdainfully: "Heh, it's a waste of fame." He inherited the ghost scheme, and was praised by the world as the first plotter of the younger generation, and now he didn't even win the first three yuan in the literary examination, what can be the big deal?"

Bai Lingyun smiled for a moment, and said more deeply: "Do you know why he said to concede, instead of admiring like me?"

Liu Yan was even more disdainful: "It's not because we robbed the lead, so I'm not convinced." ”

Bai Lingyun shook his head, "I don't have the ability to snatch his lead." ”

"Oh, you missed?"

Bai Lingyun shook his head again: "There shouldn't be a mistake. ”

Liu Yan waved his hand: "Isn't that what you have to do?" Yu Youran rolled up in two moments, with her knowledge, she is sure that the champion is undoubted, and I will look at you to explore the flowers." Even if Xia Xun has the ability to be at most the top of the top two lists, and the title of the gold list is no more than tadpole small print, so what's so good?"

"Haha..."

Bai Lingyun couldn't help laughing, and arched his hand: "Brother Tai is so confident. ”

"Of course. ”

Liu Yan raised his eyes to the sky and said proudly: "If it weren't for my grandfather not allowing me to go to school, your position as the chief of Hanlin would be in my pocket." ”

Bai Lingyun shook his head with a smile, looking very untempered.

After a while, he suddenly changed his tone and asked, "Then Brother Tai knows how long it took Xia Xun to complete the answer sheet?"

Liu Yan didn't answer, and looked at Bai Lingyun like a fool.

Bai Lingyun didn't ambush either, glanced at the white embroidery on the side, and then continued vaguely: "The time for him to hand in the paper is indeed three quarters, but don't forget that he did other things during this period." In reality, I think it would have taken him only two quarters to complete the paper, and at another moment he copied the answer sheet again. ”

"Uh..."

“......”

The white horse gallops, and the dust is thousands of miles.

Streamers shatter shadows, and the wind howls all over the city.

The national examination essay test is not an appetizer, if it weren't for the time compulsion, Xia Xun actually didn't want to submit the exam papers so quickly, making himself inevitably the focus again.

He hates trouble the most, but trouble always comes to his door...

A green shirt fluttering like a flag, across the northwest of Kyoto, 100,000 urgent. Since ancient times, the national examination has been divided into civil and military, the literary examination pen and ink in the north of the city Hanlin Academy, and the martial arts examination sword and gun in the west of the city Zhenwu Mountain. And the place where Xia Xun is rushing to now is this Zhenwu Mountain...

It is not difficult to see from the galloping speed of the white horse that he should be in a hurry now, perhaps he is really worried about the hundreds of people who don't know the weight. After all, the literary examination is different from the martial arts examination, and if the literary examination fails, it will not be on the gold list at most, but if the martial arts examination fails, it is likely that even a small life will be lost. Moreover, Xiahou has offended so many candidates who are at the top of the imperial list, plus the new stubble of the Drunken Immortal Building a few days ago, if these people dig a pit, it is estimated that they will be able to make Xiahou and them fall into a dog and eat, and then bury them in a stinky ditch.

So, Xia Xun is in a hurry...

"Drive!"

"Da Da Da..."

The white horse galloped like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the end of the official road...

West of the city, Zhenwu Mountain.

The voices of people are boiling, like a hundred miles of yellow sand.

The sword light and sword shadow are like a Shura killing field.

The Tang Dynasty used military power to determine the country, and the military attaches of all dynasties were more than ten times that of civil officials, so the pattern of the Tang Dynasty's martial arts and cultural decline has not changed for thousands of years. Today's Zhenwu Mountain can highlight this point even more. The platform made of red bricks and loess, the boundary of the white rope and brown pile system, a martial arts platform is 30 zhang long and wide, stretches for more than ten miles and puts thousands of seats, and the endless crowd of people is surrounded in front of Zhenwu Mountain. On the stage, the two faced each other, the sword light and blood shadow, and the sword rattling. The crowd gathered like a group of carp, waving flags and shouting, high-fives and cheering. No matter up or down, they are all in full swing, noisy, and inextricable.

Of course, this is not all the case with thousands of seats. Dozens of them are particularly deserted. And among these dozens of fights, there is one that is even more bloody...

Southeast corner, ring 920.

Bloody, brutal, miserable, horrific.

The blood on the ground stained the entire ring red, and from a distance, it was a little bright red among the thousands of flowers, which was dazzling. Broken fingers, mutilated thighs, shattered internal organs, and cloth of no longer visible primary color were scattered messily up and down the ring. A black head, with a cloak resting on a stake on the rope next to the ring, and his wide-stared eyes were blank. His blood-soaked and pale face was extremely hideous, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before death, and he was still full of expressions that were difficult to be confident after death. The terrifying sight made the candidates dare not get much closer to this side, for fear that they would anger the devil who was on the beating.

Knock on...

In the center of the ring, above the pool of blood, a bewitching young man was sitting cross-legged, with a blood-colored coffin. Red lips and white face, eagle nose and thin ears, death silence and bloodthirsty madness exist in his scarlet eyes at the same time. With his Huaguang tight clothes that are also like blood, he is like a demon god crawling out of the sea of blood, with a demonic aura!

Yes - the ancient Vatican.

Since the start of the exam, he has only thrown one punch.

And with one punch, he directly knocked out the opponent, which caused the current purgatory-like scene. And after this punch, he said a word, and no one came up to the ring again.

That's called...

"Come up if you want to die. ”

This is the bloodiest one, but also the quietest.

There are dozens of the weirdest rings here...

"Despicable!"

"Hit the streets..."

Northwest right, No. 37.

A black-clothed three-foot Qingfeng with a back, and a white-clothed three-foot silver dragon wins and loses.

Mo Xian and Mo Yan sat opposite each other dozens of zhang apart. Deserted, lonely, immobile as a mountain, without saying a word. Under the ring, Xiahou, Lei Meng and others were anxious, scolding, or looking west as if they didn't know what to do. Similar to this scene, there is not only one place in the martial arts examination ring at the moment, near the southwest, far from the northeast, there are as many as 30 large and small. Without exception, the people in these rings are all northerners wearing animal skins.

Obviously, Xiahou is in trouble...

"Come down if you don't fight, don't waste time!

“......”

Maybe it's because the two of them have been fighting each other for too long, and the military attache with a knife has been waiting impatiently. And Xiahou was already on the fire, so how arrogant could others be? Immediately became angry, biting the dog's tail and glaring at the examiner and scolding: "I'll fuck your mother, you dare to shout that Lao Tzu will beat you first, believe it or not!"

"You, what do you want to do!"

“......”

The sound was like thunder, and it suddenly erupted, instantly scaring the unprepared examiner back half a step. The examiner was annoyed and angry and was about to reprimand, but when he saw more than a dozen northerners with their backs on their backs, they pulled their sleeves and arms, and surrounded them, and most of the anger was extinguished. On weekdays, he would probably turn around and leave when he encounters such a battle, but today, as the invigilator of the national examination, he can't be cowardly in his duties.

After thinking for a moment, he had no choice but to endure the panic, blushed, and bluffed and warned: "I, I tell you! This is the national examination room, and you and other reckless people are not allowed to be presumptuous! You, if you dare to touch me, I will report to the chief official to revoke your national examination qualifications!"

"Xiahou. ”

"Humph!"

The invigilator warned in a trembling voice, and Mo Xian, who was sitting cross-legged on the stage, also coldly drank two words, signaling Xia Hou not to come nonsense. Xiahou and the others also knew how to score inches, but they just surrounded the examiner in a circle, but they didn't touch a single hair of him. Seeing that the surrounding northerners were silent, the invigilator who was scared out of a sweat calmed down a little, and then he also had a little confidence, straightened up and turned around, and shouted again towards the ring: "Even if you still know the current affairs." But I'll tell you, there are rules for the national test, you have to fight if you don't fight twice, and there are still three moments before you go, and if you can't tell the winner, I can only regard you two as abstaining! ”

"Got it. ”

“......”

Mo Xian responded indifferently to the two words and slowly closed his eyes.

The invigilator threw up his sleeves angrily, squeezed through the northerners' encirclement, and sat aside angrily.

In the meantime, there was silence...

Xiahou is also helpless, he can't be angry. The rules set by other people's families can't be beaten, and scolding is useless, so you can only stare and be anxious. And what makes Xia Hou so anxious is all because the two of them on the stage can't lose anymore.

Mo Xian and Mo Yan are among the emperor's list Tiangang, and with their strength, they should not have been defeated. But now Mo Xian and Mo Yan have fought nine games, but their records are all six wins and three losses. In other words, no matter who wins or loses in this current competition, one of them will inevitably be eliminated from the top three in the national examination, and will not be able to take the heavenly test later. The fundamental reason why they lost three games was because Xiahou, Lei Meng, and the fat monk were unbelievably matched with Mo Xian and Mo Yan in the same ring. In order to ensure that everyone could advance, Mo Xian had to ask Mo Yan to let go to three games, and let him go three more games, and finally forced the situation to a stalemate with a record of six wins and three losses.

However, there are still more than 30 similar embarrassing situations.

The northerners who are deadlocked in these rings are all first-class players who are among the top 1,000 on the emperor's list, and they want to protest against the Tang martial arts examination with such a tough attitude. After all, as long as anyone with a discerning eye can see that there must be a black hand in this matter. Not to mention whether it is reasonable for so many first-class players to match in the same ring, just say that hundreds of thousands of people take three percent, a group of ten people takes the top four, and a group of ten thousand people plays ten thousand fights, and the probability of three hundred northerners matching overlapping is only one in ten thousand, which is the biggest miracle in the world!

Obviously, Xia Xun guessed correctly again.

Datang must have secretly moved his hands and feet...

It's just that Xiahou's tough attitude has never been treated well by the officials in the examination room. Even the invigilator of Zhenwu Mountain turned a blind eye and didn't see anything at all. So much so, with nothing to do, Xia Hou had to habitually pin his hopes on Xia Xun, who didn't know where he was.

Wait...

Zhenwu Mountain.

"Old Xue, they're out of line..."

Between the mountain roads, by the small pavilion, the maple trees are tall, the shade is cool, the jade pot is light and the wine is light, and the heavy sword and blue robe are Taoists, smiling and waving their hands. The Taoist who reported the report seemed to be unaware and asked, "Do we need to mediate?"

"How to mediate?"

The smile gradually became more meaningful, and Xue Lao said: "Do you want to tell those candidates that the imperial court is cheating for personal gain? Or do you want to say that this weather is too hot and you need to fight again on another day?" hehe..."

"Uh..."

The reporter was speechless when asked, and he didn't know how to reply for a while. After thinking for a while, he said: "If you don't mediate, I'm afraid that Mo Xian, Mo Yan, Lei Zhan, and Ao Jian will all be eliminated." ”

"There's no hurry..."

Xue Lao still waved his hand and said with a smile: "There is still some time." ”

"Uh..."

The Taoist still didn't understand: "Please also ask Xue Lao to speak clearly." ”

Holding the moonlight cup and taking a sip of light wine, Xue Lao glanced at the Taoist and explained: "The situation in Kyoto is delicate now, and it affects the whole body in the slightest. The Huang family is already biased to the north, and Zhenwu Mountain can no longer be biased, otherwise Kyoto will lose its balance. Therefore, this matter is not a last resort, and we cannot meddle in this matter. Let's wait for him to deal with it. I think he's almost there..."

"Xia Xun?"

"Yes. ”

Xue Lao nodded, and the Taoist only understood Xue Lao's deep meaning at this time: "Disciple understands." ”

Xue Lao waved his hand: "Go to Qingwei Peak and help me get some more monkey wine." ”

"Yes. ”