Ji Gongyan was temporarily sent down to the Qilin Cliff after worshipping the stone tablet due to his young age, and only came to watch the battle when he was "martial arts test". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yu Han took the opportunity to get to his father, Yu Shi's father, and began to greet him endlessly, glancing at the other registered disciples from time to time, obviously showing off his status as a standout from the crowd.

Chai Song waited quietly until the father and son stopped talking before he spoke: "Lord Yu, the questions of the Qilin Yun test in the past were all the same. Lord Yu has come from thousands of miles away, what do you think about the content of this literary examination?"

Hearing that Chai Song was going to let his father ask the question, the corners of Yu Han's mouth rose slightly.

However, the other registered disciples began to lose their ability and began to discuss:

"The Qilin Yun test is an immortal dao test, and the patriarch of the sect actually went to ask a mortal for advice?"

"Although we are lowly in our ways, we have long regarded ourselves as explanatory monks. ”

"This is an insult to us!"

"How can it be!"

Although many disciples only whispered and did not dare to make loud noises, all the whispers gathered and became a hustle and bustle full of resentment.

In the face of the dissatisfaction around them, the twelve white-robed elders remained silent, always maintaining a state of closing their eyes and recuperating, and did not seem to regard these so-called named disciples as people in the teaching.

Chai Song looked around the crowd expressionlessly, his indifferent eyes like scanning a swarm of ants.

Naturally, the ants do not have to be treated with the same attitude as they treat the monks of the Teachings.

Su Ji witnessed Chai Song's attitude today, and finally understood why he wanted to recommend Yu Han as a disciple.

Chai Song is now in power, and if he really chooses a disciple who can take charge of himself, it will pose a great threat to his status.

The only difference between expounding and intercepting religion is that it takes it as its responsibility to protect the common people in the world. Therefore, since the time of King Wen of Zhou, the teaching has assisted the Zhou room until today. Although the Zhou court and the opposition are a place where mortals gather, mastering the Zhou court and the opposition is equivalent to controlling the people of the world.

As the son of the favored minister of the Son of Heaven, Yu Han will sooner or later inherit his father's business and shoulder the heavy responsibility of becoming the mainstay of the Zhou dynasty. However, Yu Han does not learn and has no skills, at most he can only become a powerful minister like his father. Such a person is what Chai Song needs most, such a person is easier to control, even if such a person becomes a disciple, he will definitely not be trusted by the sect master.

Thinking of this, Su Ji still felt strange, since this Qilin Yun test was to choose a disciple for the sect master, then why didn't the sect master himself show up?

Could it be that he trusts Chai Song like this and lets him do whatever he wants?

Father Yu Shi has been in politics for many years, and he is very interested, so he immediately excused himself and said: "Thanks to the promotion of the Taoist chief, the affairs in the Xuanmen are endlessly mysterious. This official is an ordinary person, how dare he make reckless words. ”

Chai Song had already given enough face, so he didn't say anything more, slowly turned to face the disciples, and announced loudly:

"This year's essay exam is the same as in previous years, with a time limit of seven days. Those who walk down the Qilin Cliff within seven days are deemed to have voluntarily given up. The disciples had to write the first 9,099 volumes of the 3,000 volumes of the trail silently within seven days, and finally judge the merits according to the number of words. ”

Niu Zhu scratched his head and muttered to himself, "Three thousand rolls of knives?

Su Ji turned his head and asked the scalper Daoist: "What is the three thousand paths?" I have only heard of the three thousand avenues. ”

The head of the scalper replied, "The 'three' in the three thousand avenues is a changing number, representing an inexact number. The so-called Three Thousand Avenues is just a general term, representing the meaning of innumerable. In the past, the people in the Xuanmen practiced the 3,000 volumes of Taoism written in writing, but they were only 3,000 small paths. ”

"If all the Tao that can be learned in writing is a small way, then where is the real way?"

"The avenue comes from the hearts of the people. Everyone has their own Tao in their hearts, and whether it is expounding or intercepting teachings, the end point is the way to heaven. As long as you can attain enlightenment in the end, you are enlightened. ”

Su Ji suddenly realized, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart. In this way, it seems that the 3,000-volume Dao method that he learned in the Creation of Jade is the so-called 3,000-volume path, which is the content required to be written silently in this literary test. He was already familiar with these contents, not to mention that he only asked to write the first 9,999 volumes silently, even if he wanted to write the entire 3,000 volumes, it would be easy for him.

At this time, the disciples had already begun to use the wooden plaques engraved with numbers in their hands in exchange for pen and ink, as well as a stack of animal skin scrolls for writing.

"Wow!" Niu Zhu looked at the animal skin roll in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh: "So many sheepskins! How many sheep do you have to kill?"

Su Ji sniffed it with his nose and noticed that although the animal skin roll looked like a sheepskin, the smell was extremely strange.

At this moment, a familiar voice said, "It is not a sheepskin, it is the skin of the same giant beast that has been stripped from the gates of purgatory. ”

As he spoke, Jiang Ling walked over slowly, his face was extremely pale, and he looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Su Ji looked at her in surprise, because she had never seen her so haggard, "Why did Senior Sister come, could it be that something happened?"

Jiang Ling said calmly: "It's okay, it's just an old problem again." ”

Looking at her pale face, Su Ji couldn't help but think of the first time they met, she lost Xuanqing Qi after absorbing the inner Dan of Xiao's shopkeeper, and then thought of her father Jiang Ying's sick appearance. I can't imagine that her congenital stubborn disease is no better than his father back then.

Su Ji suddenly had a guess: Jiang Ying's congenital stubborn disease was cured because of Jiang Xuan's inner pill. Could it be that Jiang Ling wanted to steal the White Wolf King Neidan, also to treat the congenital diseases on his body?

Thinking of this, Su Ji's expression became complicated. Now the dying Hua Ruwolf needs the same thing to save, and this time to steal the pill is also Jiang Ling's only chance to cure his congenital disease. However, judging from her current form, it is clearly unknown whether she can win.

If Jiang Ling fails in the Qilin Yun test, the chances of stealing the White Wolf King Neidan will be even slimmer, so Su Ji must win in this Qilin Yun test.

At the beginning of the essay exam, basically everyone was in a state of hard work.

Niu Zhu's face was embarrassed. He was the only one who had no idea what the so-called "3,000 rolls of knives" meant? After looking at the animal skin for a long time, he finally began to write: flower rolls, vegetable rolls, beef rolls, mutton rolls......

The skin scroll was written as a full menu, and by the end of the day, even he himself was starting to get a little hungry. But he couldn't go down the mountain, so he could only eat the only steamed bun sent from the mountain.

Among the disciples, there were not a few who were as hungry as he was. The top of the Qilin Cliff is extremely cold, not to mention the silent scroll, just staying on it for seven days and seven nights is already the limit.

The next day, everyone's writing hands were frozen.

Some really can't stand it and just give up, some hold a pen in their mouths and think hard, and some have been writing wildly from beginning to end.

Suji belongs to the last category. The pen in his hand never stopped, almost without thinking.

On the third day, Yun Yi put down the pen in his hand and stopped writing.

On the fourth day, Yin Jiuyou and Jiang Ling stopped writing.

On the fifth day, the apprentice of the turtle Taoist stopped writing.

On the sixth day, everyone except Su Ji stopped writing.

Before dawn on the seventh day, Su Ji finally raised his head, stopped writing, and found that his writing hand had completely lost consciousness.

At this time, the results can be preliminarily judged based on the number of sheepskins alone, and at present, the number of animal skin rolls around Su Ji is the largest, even twice that of most people.

Su Ji divided the written sheepskin into two stacks, and secretly pushed one of the stacks to Niu Zhu's side when it was dark.

Niu Zhu's eyes widened, he glanced at the animal skin scroll, and gradually realized that Su Ji had written two copies by himself, and each one was full of content.

Su Ji had thought that things could go on smoothly like this, but when he was about to hand over the animal skin scroll with his name written on it, he suddenly stopped! He was shocked to find something that shocked him, for some reason, the contents of the original nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine volumes turned into a blank!

At that moment, with a foul stench, a dark figure passed by him, and handed over the written animal skin scroll with both hands.

Behind the black ghost-faced helmet, a grim smile emerged.