Ye Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then said: "Xiaosheng will return tomorrow, and Mr. Wang will wait for one or two." ”

Ma Chuan naturally has no opinion.

Ye Yu found a coachman out of nowhere, and left with Ye Qinghe.

Ma Chuan carefully looked at the statue in the temple, returned to his heart again, and probed the person who was transformed by Jin Mang, but finally found nothing.

The next day, after three poles of the sun, Ye Yu's carriage arrived at the gate of the deserted temple again.

Ma Chuan didn't wait for Ye Yu to greet him, he walked out of the temple gate by himself, and before getting into the carriage, he glanced back at the statue in the deserted temple.

The carriage galloped all the way, except for the necessary rest.

Along the way, Ma Chuan and Ye Yu were in the same carriage, but they rarely spoke, and they sat quietly with their eyes closed.

However, I still asked a few more about the specifics of the sacred scriptures and what to pay attention to.

Five days later, they arrived at Hanseong.

As soon as he entered the city, Ma Chuan felt that Hancheng was very prosperous, and there were many famous people and talented scholars in the "wind".

After staying in the city for two days, Ma Chuan has been living in his residence, trying his best to suppress the extreme cold and poison, although Ye Yu strongly invited during the period, he did not have time to appreciate the "flow" of the characters in Hancheng.

The holy book finally began, Ma Chuan and Ye Yu arrived at Wenxuan Pavilion early, and they also saw many scholars along the way.

Wenxuan Pavilion is located in the center of Hancheng, in the most prosperous area, covering a wide area.

Ma Chuan didn't see how many courtyards he entered, he only felt that the courtyard was deep, and after entering Hancheng, he found that he was suppressed by an invisible force, and his divine consciousness could not leave his body, and when he walked to the door of Wenxuan Pavilion, he found that the invisible power was emanating from here.

The guards standing at the entrance of Wenxuan Pavilion surprised Ma Chuan, they were all ordinary soldiers.

Ma Chuan followed the scholars into the Wenxuan Pavilion. Immediately saw a huge courtyard, in the middle of which was placed a bronze tripod, which was filled with incense candles, and it was full of mist.

Behind the copper tripod, it is a large hall, carved beams and painted buildings. Blue bricks and red tiles, in the open door, there is a faint statue of a god, which should be a holy icon.

Under the leadership of a civil official, many scholars walked towards Tongding in an orderly manner.

Ma Chuan walked to a courtyard on the left, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw that it was a martial arts arena.

In front of a desk inside, a middle-aged scribe sat with a long sword with a white scabbard hanging from his waist.

Although he is a foundation monk. However, there are two brigades of transparent troops on the Lingtai, and the troops of the vassal states gathered in Fangcun Mountain are more than one division.

So Ma Chuan walked over, respectfully handed out the bamboo plaque and said, "Sir, I'm here to test my cultivation." ”

The middle-aged scribe took the bamboo card, examined it carefully, and said, "Go ahead." ”

In the stable next to Ma Chuan, a pitch-black horse was randomly selected.

Of course, this horse is not ordinary, it is a spirit beast equivalent to a ninefold health practitioner. But Ma Chuan rode up with ease, and rode around the hundred-zhang martial arts arena.

When I skim over the armory rack. Quickly remove a jade bow, a quiver, containing ten feathered arrows.

The jade bow is an intermediate magic weapon, and the ten feather arrows are also intermediate magic weapons.

Ma Chuan stopped in the corner of the square arena, looked to the side where the ten arrow targets were placed, and then shook the reins. The horses galloped out.

The time that Ma Chuan swept over the ten arrow targets was also the time for one breath.

When the reins stopped the horse, the quiver behind him was empty, and each of the ten arrow targets a hundred feet away had a feathered arrow inserted in it. The branch is in the bull's-eye.

After some inspection, the middle-aged scribe nodded, and led Ma Chuan to the courtyard where the holy statue was.

At this time, the scholars had already left, and the ceremony should be over.

Ma Chuan followed the middle-aged scribe and walked towards the copper tripod step by step, although he had already felt the huge wish power, but now when he got closer, he found that these wish power was very pure, and could be directly used to refine the sergeant's wish power talisman.

Only then did Ma Chuan understand why the Heavenly Academy was one of the four major forces in the Ancestral Continent, and the wish power obtained by a branch was so huge and pure, so many wish power talismans were enough to cultivate many high-level cultivators.

Ma Chuan thought so in his heart, and as the middle-aged scribe walked outside the bronze tripod, he still didn't see the holy statue in the main hall clearly.

But suddenly I felt a heat in my chest, and then it was unbearably hot, as if there was a piece of red-hot iron directly attached to my chest.

Ma Chuan couldn't help it, so he stopped in place, looked down, and found that there was a faint colorful light on his chest through his clothes.

As soon as he stopped, the heat in his chest did not seem to continue to intensify.

But when he thought of the extreme cold poison in his body, and now only Haoran righteousness could be lifted, Ma Chuan could only take a deep breath, mobilize the forces of the vassal states in his heart, transform it into a firm willpower, and continue to move forward.

As soon as he took a step, Ma Chuan felt the heat in his chest, as if he had burned through his chest, and the pain was like being burned.

And he felt an invisible force appear in front of him, gently pushing him away, so that he could not move forward a single bit.

"Sir is not suitable for our Heavenly Academy, come with me. The middle-aged scribe kept observing, and Ma Chuan's every move fell into his eyes, and seeing that he really couldn't move forward, he shook his head slightly.

Ma Chuan turned around decisively and left, the heat in his chest disappeared immediately, and the pain disappeared with it, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

The middle-aged scribe led Ma Chuan to an elegant living room, where he sat down with the host.

"The gentleman holds the Honor Card of the Academy, but he cannot be recognized by the icon and cannot enter the Courtyard. The middle-aged scribe said with some regret.

"In that case, I will take my leave. "If you can't enter the Heavenly Academy, you naturally won't be able to get Haoran righteousness, of course Ma Chuan has to leave decisively.

"Wait, what Mr. Xiaguan has learned, it seems to be suitable for Xuanqingmen, I don't know if I want to go. The middle-aged scribe muttered for a while.

"Xuanqingmen, forget it, it's too far. Ma Chuan refused without hesitation.

"No, five hundred miles away from the city, there is a Xuanqing Gate, and this hospital can recommend Mr. to go. The middle-aged scribe explained.

"Xuanqing Gate Division?" Ma Chuan was stunned, he didn't expect that Xuanqing Gate also had a division in the sphere of influence of the Heavenly Academy.

"If my husband wishes, I'll go and ask the dean to write a letter of recommendation. The middle-aged scribe said without hurrying or slowing.

"I don't know what kind of cultivation method is the main way of cultivation in the Xuanqing Sect?" Ma Chuan had already heard that the Xuanqing Sect had already heard that the Xuanqing Sect had a good alchemy, and he might be able to get the Zhiyang Pill, not to mention that it was completely lifted, and it should be feasible to suppress it temporarily.

"That Mingyue Temple, as long as it is a refining weapon, but there is also alchemy, anyway, it is mainly based on external methods. The middle-aged scribe patiently explained.

"Okay, Mr. Disturb. Ma Chuan bowed sincerely, he didn't expect the Heavenly Academy to be so generous, he couldn't be admitted to the hospital, and he could find a good place for him.

"Please wait a moment, and then go down and come back. The middle-aged scribe got up and walked out of the hall.

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