Chapter 25: Entry Standards
He Jingjing just wanted to reprimand him not to interfere and disturb his train of thought, but when the words came to his mouth, he held back again, and quickly counted the letter on the paper with a brush.
"Hiss......" He Jingjing gasped, and a look of disbelief appeared on her mutton fat white jade-like face: "Why can you calculate it when you open your mouth?"
"I used to sell fish a lot, big fish and small fish together, so I'm sensitive to numbers. Ye Qing made a random reason to hide the fact that he had won the primary school mathematics Olympiad.
"Hmph!" He Jingjing rolled her eyes, thinking in her heart that it was probably this kid who happened to be blinded.
Selling fish can sell arithmetic masters, that girl has practiced pills for so many years, why hasn't she been famous all over the world?
Can you be more talented than this girl?
I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my teeth.
Hum!
Time passed little by little, and the work at hand was completed in the middle of the night. Hand the neatly handwritten manuscript to He Jingjing and ask her to read it.
"So fast?" He Jingjing was a little surprised, the fragment handed to him for transcription was obtained from a vanished secluded tribal ruin in the barbaric mountains. Tens of thousands of words are densely written on it, and she doesn't recognize many rare words, how can this little guy who has only been in private school for half a year copy so smoothly?
Receiving the rice paper made with a secret method, He Jingjing didn't know what to do, and was startled when she saw it, this guy also wrote well.
At first glance, the small characters on the rice paper are strong, the handwriting is neat, and there are few changes, as if they were done in one go. On closer inspection, the spacing between each word is extremely standard, the word frame is peaceful, and the law is strict.
He Jingjing's writing is average, but the level of appreciation is extremely high. These words have been neatly and vigorously made into engraving templates, and they cannot be written without years of hard work.
"I love to read and write since I was a child, but my family is poor, and my father is sick in bed. I had to practice calligraphy on the sand with branches and on a wooden board with my fingers dipped in water every day. ”
Theoretically speaking, any reader, as long as he is willing to work hard, can write a wonderful hand.
Of course, what can be achieved theoretically and whether it can be achieved in reality are two different things. Ye Qing is a bitter teenager who was forced out by elementary school, middle school, and high school teachers with countless homework. A five-cent homework book can write tens of thousands of words, and Ye Qing has written a mountain of homework books.
This is definitely an astronomical amount that a piece of rice paper here can be exchanged for an early meal, and it is difficult for a poor person to reach in his life.
Not to mention the years in college, in order to take the civil service exam, Ye Qing also practiced pen and brush writing.
looked at Ye Qing's bronze black skin that had been blown by the sea breeze for many years, and looked at the calluses on Ye Qing's hands that had been rubbed out because of the perennial rocking. He Jingjing didn't know why, and suddenly felt like crying.
Under the pretext of going out of the moon, He Jingjing stood in the moonlight, and the tip of her nose became more and more sour.
A genius who is strong in all five qi, and is also proficient in arithmetic. After only half a year of private school, he had to go home to take care of his bedridden father, but he had been practicing calligraphy for many years.
Those uncompetitive outer disciples, if they can have half the hard work of Ye Qing, the Giant Spirit Sect can become one of the three major immortal sects.
I don't know if it's because Ye Qing is an extremely rare genius with five qi powers, or because I saw a heart of perseverance necessary for cultivating immortals from him.
Anyway, now He Jingjing is very curious about Ye Qing.
went to ask the Immortal Academy if the exam paper Ye Qing wrote at that time, and He Jingjing was even more surprised.
This guy not only writes a good hand, but also makes a good article.
The meaning of the article is clear and concise, and the witty words are full of witty words. There are many amazing sayings that she has never heard of at all.
"It's a pity, it would have been nice if he had been ten years younger. When He Jingjing saw the sentence "one day as a teacher and one life as a father", she felt a strong sense of regret in her heart.
If he is ten years younger, start training from an early age. With his talent and perseverance, it is very likely that he will break through the Spiritual Void Realm and become a pill medicine master.
Turning back to the secret room, He Jingjing was a little absent-minded.
Pill pharmacists are too rare, and the key reason for this situation is that there are too few qualified apprentices......
Now there is a disciple with excellent qualifications, but unfortunately he is too old, and the root bone has been finalized. It's very slim to even break through the Spirit Void Realm, let alone become a pill pharmacist?
Another fragment was thrown away for Ye Qing to transcribe, and He Jingjing continued to study the ancient and mysterious beast bones in front of him with a deep sense of regret.
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In the early morning, the alchemy hall was shrouded in a faint mist, and the sound of cranes could be faintly heard in the sky. The fog gradually opened, Ye Qing moved his tired body and walked out, his eyes were bloodshot after staring all night.
When stepping on the threshold of the black stone, Ye Qing, who was dizzy, fell under his feet, and scratched a piece of skin on his thigh.
Getting up, dizzy, thirsty and hungry Ye Qing wanted to cry.
Damn.
He Jingjing is a fairy, and he is not.
Sixteen years old is the period of drowsiness and growth, sitting at the desk and boringly transcribing words all night, if it weren't for the stronger and stronger urine intention to torture him, Ye Qing would have fallen down.
There was no one around, and there were clouds and mist to obscure it. Ye Qing hurriedly ran to the corner of the alchemy hall, took out the tools for the crime, and unloaded the goods heartily.
After secretly unloading the goods, Ye Qing trotted along the White Jade Avenue and came to the Immortal Dao Courtyard out of breath.
Today is the first day to officially join the sect, and from today onwards, I will come to the Immortal Dao Academy every morning to listen to the chair teach the cultivation method.
Originally, He Jingjing asked him to go back to rest, but when the immortals wanted to be Ye Qing, who was crazy, how could he miss the first class to teach the cultivation method?
The Immortal Dao Academy occupies a huge area, and in addition to the ninety-three outer disciples this year, there are also previous disciples who are also attending classes here.
It is said that there are more than 30,000 outer disciples in the Giant Spirit Sect, but Ye Qing did not meet a few people along the way. And according to the number of new children, the oldest one has to live to be more than 300 years old.
It's really the life of a little minion, with the heart of the master. Ye Qing laughed to himself and joined those outer disciples who had just joined.
"Uncle~" Ye Xidong and Ye Xibei waved at Ye Qing frequently.
"Where did you go last night, you didn't come to eat the first meal early. Su Xiang stood behind and grabbed Ye Qing who was passing by: "You don't know what to do, I went back to the place where I lived last night." Those four guys who were detained by the examiner and chose to serve at the bottom of the list said they were going to tear you to pieces. ”
"Early?" The hungry Ye Qing only had breakfast in his eyes: "Where to eat, what to eat?"
"What are you eating? The food grown in the spiritual field, of course, the first meal at the beginning must be the best, and if you want to eat it in the future, you can only be qualified if you become an inner disciple!"
He Jingjing......
I'll fuck you uncle, Ye Qing's eyes are full of gobbling up tigers, and tigers devouring He Jingjing.
"Silence. A majestic voice came from outside the door, and more than twenty young men holding square wooden boxes and a middle-aged man with a majestic figure walked in.
The middle-aged man wears a purple robe and has a long sideburns beard. Through these two days, Ye Qing has already understood the dress code in the Giant Spirit Sect. The outer disciples wore black robes, the inner disciples wore purple robes, and the true disciples heard that it was a golden robe, but they had never seen it with their own eyes.
"My name is Wuqingfeng, and I am your cultivation chair in the past three months. Wu Qingfeng stepped into the room and looked solemnly at the group of outer disciples who had not yet fully developed: "From today onwards, you will be a part of my Giant Spirit Sect. Every word and deed must be strictly in accordance with the door rules. ”
After speaking, Wu Qingfeng picked up a wooden box, the wooden box was three feet long, and opened the wooden box with a click. I saw that there was a pure black robe, a white jade waist card, a few books, and a sharkskin short sword hidden at the bottom.