Chapter 10 years

This year's annual exams are quite unusual, and many of them will be the talk of the Daode sect for many years.

The first thing is that Ji Bingxian had just cultivated into the Taiqing Xuansheng Realm a few days ago, that is, he defeated many opponents who were higher than him in the annual examination, and won the first place in the Xuansheng Realm annual examination in one fell swoop. This is the third consecutive time she has taken the first annual exam. Ji Bingxian was like a fairy sword, and at this moment, he had already begun to show his edge. She had already cultivated the Taiqing Six Realms in nine years after entering the Dao, and at such a speed, in the previous thirty years of the Daode Sect, only one Shen Boyang could compare with her. Daode Sect promoted the disciple to re-cultivate to Taoism, and Ji Bingxian entered the realm so quickly, it would be no problem to take over Ziwei Zhenren in Changyang Palace in the future.

Another strange thing is the serial battle between Li Xuanzhen, Shang Qiushui and Mingyun. Li Xuanzhen defeated Shang Qiushui, Shang Qiushui defeated Mingyun, and Mingyun defeated Li Xuanzhen. Because the three of them are all on the top in all the literary examinations, this kind of serial battle situation has caused a big problem for the ranking of the annual examination. The chief examiners discussed for a long time, and finally decided that all three of them were the first, which was also the first time in 50 years.

As for the fact that the eight veins of real people came to watch Ji Ruochen's annual exam, few people knew about it, so naturally there was nothing to talk about.

This time, the disciples of the Yuan Palace of the Year Examination were quite improving, but it was only because Ji Ruochen took the first place in the annual examination that he was pressed down by the Taichang Palace again, and continued to be at the bottom of the nine veins. But this is very different from the bottom of the previous years, which had no suspense, and Han Yan had just entered the Taiqing Heavenly Saint Realm before the annual exam, and happened to be at the same level as Li Xuanzhen and others, and the ending can be imagined.

After learning the final result, Yuxuan Zhenren's face was expressionless, and he didn't know whether he was sad or happy in his heart.

At dusk that day, after Ji Ruochen returned to his residence, he did not immediately study the Taoist collection and meditate as before, but collapsed on the bed with his clothes closed, looking at the ceiling in a daze, thinking about his thoughts.

The first place in the annual exam did not bring him much joy. As soon as he returned to Taichang Palace, Ziyang Zhenren called him over overnight and asked him carefully what kind of mental method he used to defeat Mingxin in the end, and what kind of Taoist trick he used. Ji Ruochen hesitated for a long time before he said that this was his method of beating stuffy sticks in the Longmen Inn back then, and he had overturned countless fat sheep under this formula. When he didn't go to the Daode Sect, he practiced hard every day, so he was familiar with his hands, and when he was in a hurry when he competed in skills, he unconsciously used it.

Playing the fat sheep stuffy stick, it is unexpected, hold your breath and calm these eight words, how can there be any tricks to speak of?

But Ziyang Zhenren still didn't relax, and even asked him one by one how to move, how to raise his hand, how to exert his strength, how to hold his breath, and even let him practice repeatedly on the spot, which was tossed for more than an hour. Although there are only a few simple actions to beat the stuffy stick, since he can't use the true yuan, he has done too much repeatedly, and Ji Ruochen is tired and sweaty, and his hands and feet are sore. After each demonstration, Ziyang Zhenren frowned and thought for a moment before asking him to repeat it.

Ji Ruochen secretly complained, he knew that these actions at the moment were actually only in their shapes, and they were not in their spirits. In the past, when he practiced at the Dragon Gate Inn, all he wanted was to practice the movements that were broken down one by one accurately, without any difference. Only when he really gets behind the fat sheep and wants to fall down with one blow, will Ji Ruochen be like a wolf staring at his prey, and enter a wonderful state before the decisive battle of life and death.

It was an inexplicable feeling, as if it was tense to the extreme, and it seemed to be terrified to the extreme. Whenever this happens, Ji Ruochen seems to feel that the cold hairs around his body are quietly standing up, as if he has turned into a wolf that is quietly approaching his prey.

At this time, there was no one in front of Ji Ruochen, where could he find this feeling? And even if there was a Taoist priest who was put in front of him as a fat sheep, and he couldn't really be killed, he wouldn't be able to enter the state of being in battle.

Or in the words of the shopkeeper, it is also necessary to feel the stuffy stick.

That night, it wasn't until late at night that Ziyang Zhenren let Ji Ruochen go back. In the next few days, Ji Ruochen studied the Dao method as hard as he did on weekdays, but the real people more or less asked about the final blow of the annual examination, inquiring about what method was used and which real person secretly taught it. Ji Ruochen said frankly that it was a trick to beat the fat sheep behind his back when he was at the Dragon Gate Inn, and he used it in a hurry. The true people pondered for a long time after hearing this, and at the end they didn't forget to comfort Ruochen a few words, saying that it didn't matter if he went astray when he was young, now that he has entered the Dao Dao Sect, it is related to the Great Dao, as long as he concentrates on the Dao, he will naturally have a great success one day.

At this moment, Ji Ruochen was lying on his back on the couch, and the experience after the annual examination flowed through his heart again and again. The reactions of all the real people were very strange, how could Ji Ruochen not see it? The more he studied the Three Halal Sutras, the more he could feel the great power of the real people. It stands to reason that several real people have the power to move mountains and cut off waters, how can they be so interested in his stuffy stick? And he didn't have any special feelings when he was beating fat sheep in the past, but on the day of the annual exam, he walked through the wind and sand in the sky, and let go of Mingxin with a stick, which showed some power.

Ji Ruochen thought about it, suddenly jumped up from the bed, picked up the wooden sword casually, walked forward like a cloud and flowing water, and then used the sword as a stick to hit a celadon vase in front of the window!

The wooden sword did not make a sound of the wind, fell quickly, stopped suddenly, and stopped at the edge of the celadon vase, only a fraction of the difference between it and the vase, but it did not touch. Ji Ruochen is very satisfied with this stick, it seems that he has been cultivating in the mountains for more than half a year, and he has not lost his ability to make a living back then. I think that when he practiced stuffy sticks, he had to walk through the narrow and crowded kitchen, and hit ten buns stacked high with a fire stick until he left a stick mark on the third bun on the top count. The buns made by the shopkeeper's wife are big and juicy and thin, and it is already a great effort to put ten in a stack, and it is easy to leave a mark on one of the buns, that is, not to touch the others, and not to break the buns?

The steamed bun with charcoal marks printed on the burning stick is Ji Ruochen's breakfast. Other than that, there was only a bowl of gruel and half a pickle. Although the life of the inn is hard, compared to the life of wandering, it is already heaven and earth.

Ji Ruochen began to learn to play stuffy sticks on the second day after entering the Dragon Gate Inn, and spent the next five whole mornings in hunger before eating the first bun in the morning.

He stood in the room, holding the stick down for a full moment, and then he woke up from his memories and saw that in his hand was a precious black wood sword, not a worthless burning stick.

Ji Ruochen smiled bitterly, put the wooden sword back on the table, and fell back on the couch, only feeling physically and mentally exhausted for a while. What is the mystery of beating a stick? If people really want to ask, he really can't answer. For a while, Ji Ruochen only felt that there was no one in the Taishang Daode Palace who made him feel that he could say something considerate. He was still young, and when he needed a friend, the word "immortal" was as heavy as a mountain, which weighed him down, and the grace of the real people added to the burden in his heart.

Ji Ruochen is like a child who strayed into someone else's treasure house, although everything is at his disposal at the moment, how do you know when the owner of the treasure house will see through it and be beaten back to its original form overnight?

At this moment, he made up his mind that he would never confide in a single word about the dissociation of immortals.

Thinking about it, a piece of cold moonlight sprinkled on Ji Ruochen's face, and he realized that it was already the middle of the moon, and he unconsciously thought about it for most of the night.

The moonlight is like frost, and it also falls on Yuxuan Zhenren. She sat on the star-gazing tower of Danyuan Palace, quietly staring at the vast sea of clouds in the distance.

There was an imperceptible sound of footsteps on the stairs, and then a floating voice sounded behind Yuxuan Zhenren: "See Yuxuan Master Ancestor with smoke." ”

Yu Xuan was silent for a long time before pointing to a chair beside him and said, "Sit down." ”

Han Yan was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and said, "Before the ancestor, how could there be a disciple's seat?"

Yu Xuan is really humane: "Actually, I'm not much older than you." It is not surprising that if we cultivators are bent on immortality, we will live for hundreds of years, and a few decades are just a matter of fingers. You see, Ziyang Zhenren is more than ninety years older than me. Smoking, we don't talk about moral rules tonight, just talk casually. What's more, you have sacrificed so much for Danyuan Palace, this position is completely acceptable. ”

Hanyan implicitly said in his heart, 'You have sacrificed so much for Danyuan Palace, this position is completely sitting', Rushui Yanbo just looked at the mahogany carved chair, for a while, there seemed to be a thousand weights under his feet, how could he not take that step!

Yu Xuan Zhenren quietly looked at the sea of clouds in the distant mountains, not moving, without the slightest hint of urging.

Haoyue swam out of the clouds, and then disappeared into the fog, as if it had been in and out a few times, the two figures on the stargazing tower had not changed at all.

It wasn't until the moon set in the west that the ice on the stargazing tower quietly melted.

Sitting down in the chair, still soft as water, he said: "Thank you for the seat." ”

Yu Xuan Zhenren finally showed a smile. She has a graceful demeanor, clear and dusty, and if she is placed in the turbid world, her appearance is enough to dump all beings. Originally, even if her smile couldn't make everything lose its color, it was enough to make the building shine, but the bitterness on the corners of her lips and mouth that couldn't be dissolved made this magnificent star-picking building bleak and cold.

"Hanyan, when I was as old as you, the Purple Jade Ancestor who was in charge of the Danyuan Palace once told me to let me rejuvenate the Danyuan Palace at all costs......"

Hanyan was slightly surprised, and looked up at Yuxuan Zhenren.

Yu Xuan Zhenren paused for a moment, and Fang Shi continued: "Back then, my cultivation path entered the realm at a great speed, and since I entered the Daode Sect, ten years before and after, there was no one who could stand out from my right. At that time, I always thought that the Great Dao was not a foreign thing, and it was enough to revive the Danyuan Palace with its own strength. Until fifteen years ago, when the Purple Jade Master Ancestor handed over the responsibility of presiding over the Danyuan Palace to me before he sat down, I still thought so. But in the past 15 years, I have come to understand what it means to be poor at times, and what it means to be difficult. I tried my best, and even mistook my own cultivation, but Danyuan Palace got worse and worse. ”

Hanyan hurriedly said: "Why should the ancestor worry too much? When the annual examination is next year, Li Xuanzhen and the other three people should definitely go to the next level, when the disciple has no opponent in the Heavenly Saint Realm, he will definitely be able to get back the first place in the annual examination for the ancestor, and it should be expected to surpass the Taichang Palace at that time." ”

Yu Xuan Zhenren sighed lightly and said, "What's the use of taking all the nine firsts? These are just false names." As soon as the disciples are admitted to the school, they show their skills, whether they win or lose, the real people in each palace can see it clearly. In fact, it is not the disciples who are examined, but the real people of each palace and lineage. Over the years, the strength of each palace vein has grown and decreased, the strong have become stronger, and the weak have become weaker. At this time, my palace is actually in danger, if there is no great opportunity, I am afraid that ZTE is hopeless. ”

Hanyan seemed to sigh faintly, and then said: "The disciple is still shallow, and he doesn't understand the things that go from one to the other among the various palace veins. It's just that since Hanyan is a disciple of Danyuan Palace, Hanyan will definitely do his best to do what the master commands. ”

Yu Xuan Zhenren sighed again, and said: "Hanyan, I also used my dream dress, and you are teaching with Ji Ruochen in the same class, which can be described as a building close to the water, this has been a few months later, but why is Ji Ruochen still separated from you?"

Hanyan lowered his head and said for a long time: "This ...... I don't know if I smoke. Maybe the two love each other is not only fate, but also intentionally can go to the same end. It's just that...... It's just that...... It's far away, I'm afraid he won't understand what he means. It's close, and I'm afraid that it's not a treasure that he can easily get, so he still has to throw it down after a long time and find another one. The proportionate means in this, Han Yan really doesn't know, and he has to be pointed out by his ancestors. ”

She was stunned when she asked this question. Yu Xuan Zhenren has practiced since childhood, and for decades he has devoted himself to the Tao, and his divine sense is like jade, and the dust is not clean. Such a happy thing is really three points more difficult for her than the feather ascension. I don't know if I smoke, how can Yuxuan know?

There was dead silence on the star-picking floor. After a long time, Yuxuan Zhenren squeezed out a few words: "This matter...... I don't know. ”