Prince Li Peiyan looked at the young monk who was walking towards the back of the Academy. He frowned and looked unhappy. He had come as a representative of the royal family to attend the opening of the Second floor of the Academy. His main purpose was to ensure that the agreement would not be interfered with. He had never thought that the students of the Academy would be able to defeat Prince Long Qing. However, after such a long time, no student of the Tang Academy had bravely stood up. Instead, a young monk in a tattered robe had taken the lead. As a prince of the Tang Empire, it was inevitable that he would be a little angry.
"Who is this monk?" He frowned and looked at the official from the Ministry of Rites beside him.
The official lifted his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his forehead and replied softly, "He is a traveling monk from the Dadu Temple of the Yuelun Kingdom. He made an application in advance and was allowed to enter the Academy today."
Li Peiyan was slightly stunned. He wanted to say something but eventually shut his mouth.
Unlike what people imagined, when the Second floor of the Academy opened, it never cared whether those who wanted to enter the Second floor were students of the Academy or not. The Academy welcomed all challengers regardless of nationality or sect.
To be able to enter the Second floor of the Academy meant that one would have the opportunity to meet the Headmaster of the Academy and receive his personal teachings. This treatment was like the sweet dew that Haotian had sprinkled on the human world. It was like honey in front of a honey peak. No one could resist this temptation.
Therefore, since many years ago, whenever the Second floor of the Academy opened, young talents from the South Jin Kingdom, the Great River Kingdom and the Yuelun Kingdom would travel thousands of miles to the Academy to try their luck. What was strange was that the sects and countries of these young prodigies also maintained an interesting silence regarding this matter.
The reason why these countries and sects kept quiet was actually not complicated. They could not extinguish the young talents' yearning for the Second floor of the Academy from the bottom of their hearts. They believed that the Headmaster of the Academy's moral character was as pure as the clouds and his heart was as broad as a mountain. He would never interfere with the internal affairs of other cultivation sects. More importantly, they believed that the Headmaster of the Academy would treat all the disciples of the Second floor equally and never hide anything.
Since that was the case, if these young talents from the South Jin Kingdom and Yuelun Kingdom could really enter the Second Floor, they could not only learn the exquisite skills of the Academy, but also build a close relationship between their sects and the Academy. It could even indirectly cause the Tang Empire to be friendly to them. Why wouldn't they remain silent?
It was a pity that the opening date of the Second Floor of the Academy was uncertain, and there were very few talents selected. Over the years, most of the students on the Second Floor of the Academy were disciples of the Academy, and only a few lucky ones from countries outside the Tang Empire. Even so, young talents from all over the world flocked to the Second Floor every time it opened.
The young monk from the Yuelun Kingdom, who was wearing a shabby frock and straw sandals, was probably one of them.
The West-Hill Divine Palace regarded itself as the only orthodox cultivator in the world and the spokesperson of Haotian. Naturally, it was impossible for them to be like the sects of other countries and countries. Except for an unknown fat lad, no young man from West-Hill had tried to enter the Second floor for many years, until Prince Long Qing came to the Academy today.
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Not only Prince Li Peiyan's expression was a little ugly, but the Academy professor who presided over the opening ceremony of the Second Floor also looked very ugly. The Divine Talisman who hid in a small building in the Academy did not know much about the state and strength of this year's Academy students. But in his opinion, since they were students of the Academy, how could they hide behind the crowd like a timid rabbit?
Another three young cultivators from foreign countries walked bravely to the back of the mountain of the Academy under the ardent gaze of their companions. After a long period of silence, the group of Academy students finally became a little restless. Many people could not help but look at their spiritual leader, Mr. Xie.
Xie Chengyun quietly looked at the crowd in the distance. He looked at the young prince who seemed to have taken away all the brilliance of the world since he came to Chang 'an. He could not help but feel a little bitter in his mouth. He had been observing him and paying attention to him, but he did not pay attention to him at all. How painful it was.
He had painstakingly studied and cultivated for so many years. He even gave up the Tanhua position in the South Jin Kingdom. He came all the way to the Academy and did not hesitate to vomit blood to climb to the Second Floor. Wasn't it all for the sake of becoming the core disciple of the Headmaster of the Academy? However, all this would become a bubble in front of the more powerful and dazzling peer?
Suddenly, this Mr. Xie, who came from a prominent family in the South Jin Kingdom and had been spoiled since childhood, remembered the two reprimands he had heard in the old library and the study room. One reprimand was from the Princess of Tang and the other was from Ning Que.
He looked back at his classmates in the Academy, hoping to see Ning Que, but he was a little disappointed.
After a moment of silence, he thought of nearly 20 years of hard study and diligent cultivation. A trace of determination and relief gradually appeared on his face. He stood up and took a deep breath. Looking at Linchuan Wang Ying and his classmates, he said forcefully, "This is our Academy. Do we have to be the last to go up the mountain?"
A happy smile appeared on Wang Ying's young face. He cupped his hands and said, "Brother Xie, I'll go with you."
The Academy students were excited and began to cheer softly. They lined the path to see the six students of course of magic skills off.
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The slight uproar of the Academy students only attracted some curious gazes. As for the West-Hill Divine Palace and the Yan Kingdom envoys gathered under the umbrella, no one looked at them. The eyes of everyone under the umbrella and even many people outside the umbrella were still fixed on Prince Long Qing, who was as beautiful and calm as a peach blossom in winter.
The small disturbance in the Victory House the day before had gradually spread. Many people knew that Prince Long Qing, who was solemn and powerful in the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall, had suffered a small loss in the hands of an ordinary student of the Academy. However, those who knew the inside story knew that it was just some trivial things like drinking and talking. These things could not affect Prince Long Qing's position in their hearts. As long as Prince Long Qing had not really been defeated, he was still the perfect son of god.
Since the beginning of the Academy professor's announcement, some young cultivators had walked to the back of the Academy. However, Prince Long Qing had been silent. His eyes were as calm as a still pond, and he had been focused on the air in front of him.
"Long Qing, when could you be affected by such a small figure?"
Prince Long Qing suddenly curled his lips and said silently in his heart. Then, he glanced at the guy hiding in the corner outside the crowd with his emotionless eyes, and then slowly stood up.
It was just a very simple action of standing up, but it caused a burst of excitement and discussion among the crowd.
"Prince Long Qing is going to start climbing the mountain!"
"Will he be the one who climbs the highest?"
"Of course! He is a powerhouse in the upper Seethrough State. I even believe that he will directly climb to the top! "
"Speaking of which, he is already a bigwig in the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall, but he still wants to participate in the examination of the Second floor of the Academy. The Academy is really too arrogant. Can't they directly give him a place?"
"I suspect that the Academy and the Tang Empire want to take this opportunity to shock the West-Hill Divine Palace."
"With so many pairs of eyes watching, can the Academy play tricks during the process of climbing the mountain?"
"How can the Headmaster of the Academy play tricks when recruiting disciples! Those who think so are really stupid! "
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The whispered discussions entered Prince Long Qing's ears very clearly, but there was still no expression on his perfect face, as if he did not hear it at all.
Under the gaze of countless people, he raised his right hand and lightly touched between his eyebrows. Then, he looked up at the scorching sun in the sky calmly, and the pious and benevolent expression on his face all turned into calmness. Then, he started to walk towards the back of the Academy.
"I just can't stand this kind of pretentiousness. The whole world knows that you are fierce and invincible, and they are all waiting to see how fierce and invincible you are. But in the end, you just have to wait until the end, when everyone can't help but want to curse, but in the end, you slowly stand up, duff your sleeves, pull up your pants, and hold your sword upside down to pose. Do you think you are squatting in the latrine?"
Chu Youxian suddenly appeared beside Ning Que, which startled him. Then, Ning Que was amused by this long series of harsh mockery. He shook his head and said, "Sarcastic, too sarcastic."
"You flatter me." Chu Youxian looked at him and said with a smile, "That day at the Victory House, I didn't go in, but I heard what happened later. You are the real sarcastic one, and I am the direct one."
"There is not much difference." Ning Que said with a smile.
Chu Youxian looked at the gradually disappearing bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, and sighed and said, "It is a pity that you can't humiliate that prince in such a situation today … Speaking of which, our classmates are really narrow-minded guys. You are clearly fighting for the Academy's reputation in front of the West-Hill people and the Yan people, but that bastard Zhong Dajun still said such words. I think they are just asking for humiliation today."
"Daring to climb the mountain with Prince Long Qing, that is also courage." Ning Que said while looking at the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.
Haotian was beautiful today, and the air was especially clean and bright. Under the azure sky was the clearest world, and people could see very far away. They could even clearly see the stone path in the mountain behind the Academy.
Passing through the visual barrier near the building on the horizon, people who stayed in the Academy saw that some people had already walked up the mountain path. The person in front was the young monk, and then more and more people walked up the stone path. Xie Chengyun and the six people from the course of magic skills were among them, and the plain robe of Prince Long Qing was the last one.
Although the mountain was high and dangerous, it could not be a real obstacle for these young cultivators. This kind of assessment seemed like a child's play, but in fact, when the Second floor of the Academy was opened, the assessment for the Headmaster of the Academy to choose a core disciple would not be a child's play, so the mountain path would not be easy to walk.
When the young cultivators really entered the sloping mountain path, their speed suddenly became extremely slow. In the eyes of the audience, their bodies seemed to be a joint of an extremely heavy boulder. Every step they took seemed so painful and strenuous, as if they were fighting against the whole world.
The young monk from the Yuelun Kingdom seemed to be relatively relaxed, and only one person on the sloping mountain path did not seem to be affected at all. He walked as usual as if he was walking on flat ground, and calmly surpassed his peers. His sleeves were slightly swaying behind him, and he did not look like he was carrying out a difficult challenge, but more like he was climbing the mountain to enjoy the scenery.
It was Prince Long Qing.
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(Well, in this chapter, Chu Youxian scolded Prince Long Qing, and I scolded myself on behalf of everyone. I really can't do anything about it. If I could write more every day, I wouldn't make everyone feel constipated like me. Fortunately, I will go home on the 23rd, and from the 24th, my life will be normal. Alas.) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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