Chapter Forty-Eight: Martial Arts and Three Refinements

Whether it is the Hundred Refining List or the Zhaohua Dynasty Examination, they are always labeled as young people, but there are also some outliers in these grand gatherings of the young generation.

Since there is no age limit, Zhou Mi has become the most special existence among them, when he was young, he only had four pulses, failed to reach the threshold of cultivation, and then survived at the bottom of the market and struggled for many years, and finally bought through the relationship and opened a school in the old streets and alleys of Chang'an.

Diligent and diligent teaching craftsman for more than ten years, the neighborhood reviews are average, he is an honest person on weekdays, and his personality of buying vegetables without counteroffer has won the praise of vegetable farmers, but it may be that he is stupid to read, and Zhou Mi, who has entered middle age, suddenly closed the school and picked up the practice again.

After persuading for a few nights, he didn't see his mind change his mind, and he couldn't watch the big living people starve to death, several familiar vegetable farmers gritted their teeth, and took turns to send some leftover vegetables and fruits to Zhou Mi's door, which took a full thirty years, and Zhou Mi in the ancient years also took thirty years to step into the beginning of the realm.

Although the iron law of breaking the so-called threshold of cultivation, in the face of the gray-haired Zhou Mi, there may be some admiration, but more of it has caused sadness in the bottom of the heart, and people who have no chance to practice do not see hope, but a thick despair in front of the avenue.

However, the next story refreshed people's cognition, and after three years, it finally became a force after three years.

Three years of breaking the dust may not be an outstanding achievement, but three months into the force fell has refreshed the fastest record in the history of cultivation, and under the attention of countless people, Zhou Mi has quietly fallen silent.

When he appeared in the eyes of the world again, it was the last time the Shadow Sect updated the Hundred Refinement List, and he was ranked eighth.

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Yun Zhao looked at the old man in front of him with some worry, his thin body looked weak on horseback, and it was very likely that he would fall from the horse and die in a blink of an eye, but he was soon attracted by the voice of the captain explaining the assessment rules.

The second level of martial arts evaluation is riding, which often appeared in previous years, and many candidates who were inaccurate in the first level were a little relieved, obviously prepared in advance.

As a Tang people, often put the daughter-in-law and the horse in the same position, the Tang people who grew up on horseback are extremely common, especially in the border army, the enthusiasm for selecting the warriors is far less than the ranch to send horses, the generals privately exchange military merits for war horses is even more flooded, the military department does not control this kind of broken accounts, the barbarian head rests on the table, how to divide the military merits is naturally the following people show their powers.

The Tang people's feelings for war horses are not only because of the countless victories since the founding of the country, but also because of the Tang Emperor's horse herding strategy.

People can have a bite to eat, there is no shortage of horses, this is why even today, there are still stewards in the mansion of Kyoto to take care of the stables, although with the Tang Kingdom is getting richer, the horse breeding between the disciples has become a comparison of energy, but every year into the border army of horses, increasingly majestic and increasing year by year.

Ma Zheng's influence was self-evident, and everyone quickly pulled out the war horses from the stables of the military headquarters, except for a few foreign people who were a little embarrassed, most of the horses followed obediently.

Soon, however, there was some discordant movement among the horses.

The reason is that the horse led by Yun Zhao is a little different, at least at this moment, Yun Zhao's expression is a little weak, and the invigilator soon found the clue, and couldn't help but laugh and scold: "When did this fool come?"

Seeing that the matter was revealed, Yun Zhao glared at Tie Zhu with some complaint, his golden fur was already piercing, and he had previously flaunted his might in the herd of horses, and was caught by the invigilator.

The young man couldn't help but sigh that his luck was not good, and the iron pillar kicked his hooves aggrievedly, and the two young masters were a little frustrated.

The lieutenant stared at the pillar for a moment, smacked for a moment, and then quietly turned and walked away.

Yun Zhao's eyes lit up, he suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, hurriedly led the horse, and rushed to the assessment point with his head down.

The surrounding candidates only frowned when they saw this, and the pride hidden in their hearts did not make them feel that there was anything wrong, and their temper was a little more violent, but they didn't necessarily have how capable they would run, since the assessment was riding, then the focus was naturally on themselves, obviously these people forgot the panic under the hooves of the iron pillar.

All the candidates lined up neatly at the foot of the mountain, waiting for the instructions to set off, Yun Zhao looked at the clouds and mist scattered between the mountain roads, and was in a very comfortable mood, and he leaned forward on the horse's neck leisurely.

The legend of the dry wood grassland is that of Yunzhao and of the iron pillars.

Doubts are actually easy to solve, the boy can come and go freely in the dry wood grassland, harvesting the head is like probing for something, naturally because his knife is fast, and then he runs faster.

In other words, the iron pillar ran so fast that not a single horse could catch up with it in the whole grassland.

The horn sounded, a brilliant golden light drew a wonderful arc between the mountain roads, and a continuous sonic boom was heard from the straight road built around the mountain.

Yun Zhao clung to the horse's mane to make sure he wouldn't be swept away, breathing in the humid mountain air, and his depression was swept away.

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Jian Shiyi looked at the person beside him and looked a little speechless, since he had climbed the mountain, he had been holding his waist straight, and his left foot was shaking like chaff with a nonchalant face.

In the end, it is a character who sympathizes with Qianqin, and his temperament is really different, after Jian Shiyi sighed for a few words, he turned his eyes to look at the iron pillar with his neck held high next to him, and couldn't help but be a little surprised by the speed it had shown in the mountain road before.

The second level of riding is the same as the previous archery, the invigilator is just sketching on the bamboo book, and the assessment results are not announced, obviously to wait for the three levels to be completed and then screened one by one, and finally the list of martial arts evaluations can be announced to know the people who pass the test.

After confirming that all the candidates had reached the end of the second level, a few light horses dismounted and lifted off a canopy of black cloth in front of everyone, revealing an inconspicuous stone tablet with rough textures, like a gray stone slab used to mark and guide the way on ordinary official roads.

Everyone's eyes were full of doubts, it was not that they couldn't confirm the purpose of this stone tablet, on the contrary, almost everyone in the world who had tried to practice knew it, and even knew it very well, and it was okay to touch it a few times every once in a while.

The source stone stele, a very simple name, has a very simple function, and the source gas is poured to test the strength of the source sea.

"Break it. The assessment illustrates the same succinctness.

The third level of martial arts, Yuli.

The source stone tablet is included in the source qi for various cultivation tests, so it is naturally extremely difficult to be broken by the source qi, this year's preliminary test is obviously more focused on the physical test, the source qi can not be broken, then it can only rely on the fist, the solid physical brute force.

Some of the practitioners who had always been disdainful of physical exercise and devoted themselves to meditation as a great avenue looked obviously worried, relying only on the degree of source qi washing between the meridians on weekdays, smashing the source stone tablet was probably a fool's dream.

The captain on the side obviously didn't care about what these people thought, closed his eyes and didn't say anything.

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Yu Wentai hurriedly took off his shirt, once again revealing his strong muscles, and pulled the red ribbon on his forehead tightly.

"Leave me alone!"