Yan Se was so angry that his whole body trembled. However, before he had time to react, he heard another sentence coming from the cliff edge.
"Oh, I was wrong. Li Qingshan and you still dare to cry. Only children who can cry have milk. Now your problem is that you don't know whether to throw yourself at the left or the right."
Yan Se was stunned by this sentence, and his anger was forced to be sublimated into embarrassment. He said angrily, "How vulgar the words are."
Second Brother turned around, looked at him calmly and said, "Sh * t is also the way. As long as it makes sense, you don't need to care about the words."
Yan Se shook his head again and again. Looking at Fang Zheng who looked solemn, he sighed and said, "Jun Mo, Jun Mo, how do you want the world to see you? I really don't understand how a proud and stupid person like you can live for so many years. "
Second Brother smiled slightly and stood on the cliff edge with his hands clasped behind his back. He said, "I rarely go down the mountain, and I won't provoke those few people I can't afford to offend. Those few people who can afford to offend me don't dare to go up the mountain to provoke me. Naturally, I can live well. As for you, you are never in the list of people I can't afford to offend. Except that you have lived decades longer than me, how can you be stronger than me in terms of ability, state and seniority? So, in front of you, what can I do even if I am a little proud? "
"Don't you know how to respect the elderly and the wise?" Yan Se angrily flicked his sleeves.
"If living longer is worthy of respect, then when I was born as a baby, wouldn't I have to bow and kowtow to every person I saw? It does make some sense to respect the wise, but Yan Se, how can you be called a wise man? "
Second Brother turned around and looked at the old face of the Divine Talisman Master with some contempt and disappointment. He said coldly, "If you hadn't been stupid enough to take the Pure Yang Oath to enter the Tao of Calligraphy, how could you still stay at the upper state of Knowing Destiny and not be able to take that step?"
The content of this sentence, especially Second Brother's tone of pity and sorrow as an elder, directly poked Master Yan Se's sore spot. He waved his sleeves wildly and shouted, "I haven't crossed that step, but can you?"
Second Brother looked up at the sky and said with a sneer, "You're old and weak. You don't have many years to waste. But I'm different. In recent years, I've often been touched by something. I know that if I can find an opportunity, I'll definitely be able to take that step."
Yan Se was slightly stunned. He suddenly thought of something and mocked, "Rumor has it that Liu Bai of the South Jin Kingdom's first step had already stepped on the turbid waves of the Yellow River. I wonder if your feet have ever touched the clouds?"
Hearing the words' Liu Bai of the South Jin Kingdom ', Second Brother's expression changed slightly. There was not a trace of vigilance or resentment in his eyes. Instead, he was excited and said, "Yu Sheng is also a genius and is a disciple of the Headmaster. If he can't take that step before Liu Bai, wouldn't he be ashamed to death?"
Hearing this answer, Yan Se was stunned and speechless. He thought that even Liu Bai, the most powerful man in the world, could not destroy this person's pride and confidence. After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked, "How about Ye Su?"
Second Brother frowned slightly and showed a look of disgust, as if saying that it was ridiculous for Yan Se to compare him with that loser.
Yan Se gasped and thought that Second Brother even looked down on the World Wayfarers in the Abbey.
Then he continued to ask, "What do you think of the other two?"
Looking at the Divine Talisman Master's face, Second Brother felt that the questions he asked were getting more and more stupid. He didn't bother to answer and directly said, "Let's cut the crap. Do you want a successor or do you want a Divine Talisman Master in the South School?"
Master Yan Se was puzzled and asked, "What's the difference?"
Second Brother was silent and let him think by himself.
Yan Se suddenly understood the hidden meaning in his words. Without hesitation, he resolutely said, "Of course I want both!"
Second Brother tilted his head and looked at him quietly. After a long time, he said, "You really take it for granted."
Yan Se frowned and said, "What do you mean by take it for granted?"
Second Brother shook his head and said with emotion, "Take it for granted. That means you are dreaming."
Yan Se was speechless.
Second Brother looked at him and said, "I have already made a concession. If you insist on taking two steps forward, then we might as well fall off this cliff together. At that time, we'll see whether you survive or I survive. If I survive, we'll forget about it. If I die, you can do whatever you want. I think this proposal is more concise and powerful. What do you think? "
Yan Se said grumpily, "I'm a Talisman Taoism practitioner. If you don't let me fall down and become a meat pie, then you can open the inhibition formation in the mountain to save your life … How could you say such a vicious idea?"
"Why do you hesitate for such a long time for such a simple choice?" Second Brother waved his hand and said, "In my opinion, of course, it's more important to have a successor. Otherwise, when you die at the end of your life, there will be no one to send you off. Isn't it a pity that all your Talisman Taoism skills will turn into mud and dust together with your body? As for the South School of Haotian, as long as the Tang Empire doesn't perish, as long as those old farts from West-Hill still want to preach in the Tang Empire, they can naturally last for thousands of years. How can they lack a Divine Talisman Master? "
He looked at Yan Se and continued, "I can make the decision for the Academy. After Ning Que enters the Second floor, as long as you don't force him to join the Haotian Taoism, he can learn some Talisman Taoism from you when he's free."
Yan Se said angrily, "How can the wonderful Talisman Taoism become Talisman Taoism in your mouth! Jun Mo, don't bully me too much. It's okay if the Headmaster of Academy said so. But you're just a student of the Academy, where did you … "
Before he finished his words, Second Brother stared at him and waved his hand to stop him. He said, "Do you want it or not? Say it quickly. If it weren't for the fact that you first discovered Ning Que's potential, do you really think that there aren't many Divine Talisman Masters in the Academy?"
In the end, any argument or quarrel relied not on words, but on physical strength. Such a simple sentence reflected the unparalleled confidence of the Academy in the world. Yan Se suddenly turned into the autumn leaves, dejected and colorless.
After struggling for a long time or a short time, Yan Se finally made a difficult decision. He looked at the white clouds under the cliff and the magnificent city of Chang 'an in the distance, and sighed silently in his heart, "Younger Brother, I'm sorry."
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In a room of the Academy, Prince Li Peiyan of the Tang Empire was still educating Ning Que. However, no matter how he inculcated Ning Que with the righteousness of the country and the interests of the people, Ning Que, who stood in front of him, was always willing to answer one sentence.
Ning Que looked at Li Peiyan with a sincere smile on his face, and answered in a very sincere tone, "I'm a student of the Academy, and I'll listen to the Academy."
The smile on Li Peiyan's face gradually faded, and he looked at him coldly and indifferently said, "Very good."
Ning Que seemed not to notice the emotional changes of this bigwig, and replied politely with a slight bow, "Your Highness, you flatter me."
Li Peiyan pushed the door angrily, thinking that if Ning Que really entered the Second floor, how would Prince Long Qing deal with it? If Brother Long Qing knew the news, would he blame him for not doing a good job? How would the imperial court explain it to the West-Hill?
Thinking of these questions, his expression naturally did not look good. He coldly glanced at the official beside him, and asked with the last hope, "How did the Academy reply? I believe they won't have other ideas about such a beneficial thing, right? "
The official replied with a bitter smile, "Your Highness, the notice has been posted, and the Academy has confirmed that Ning Que can enter the Second floor … I've previously asked for the reason, and Professor Huang He said that it was the decision of the Second floor, and they didn't need to tell us the reason."
Li Peiyan was slightly startled, and then immediately became furious. However, although he was a prince of the Tang Empire, he had no influence on the Academy, especially the Second floor at the back of the mountain, which had a special status. No matter how angry he cursed, it would only expose his own shortcomings. Almost in a flash, he transferred all his anger to Ning Que in the room.
He did not know when, but Eunuch Lin came to his side, and kindly reminded him, "Your Highness, in my opinion, His Majesty is actually not concerned about how to explain it to the West-Hill. As for Ning Que, perhaps you'd better not pay attention to him."
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After confirming that the prince and the officials of the imperial court had left the Academy, Ning Que walked out of the room. He walked along the garden's roofed corridor for a few turns, and suddenly saw a chubby figure standing under the willow tree.
Ning Que walked forward, and very seriously bowed to the ground, saying, "Thank you."
Chen Pipi very seriously said, "Since you're thanking me, you should be more practical."
Ning Que thought for a moment, and said, "I'll invite you to my house for dinner in a few days. I'll ask Sangsang to make hot and sour noodle slice soup for you, and I'll tell you that her cooking skills are no worse than those in the Eastern City. I usually don't tell others this secret."
Chen Pipi did not reply, but looked at him and suddenly said, "From today on, we're Senior Brothers."
Ning Que looked at his round face, and although he was somewhat unwilling, he had to bow again after a sigh, and said, "Senior Brother."
Chen Pipi smiled, and did not stop him at all. He looked at Ning Que's head and said proudly, "Junior Brother, you don't have to be so polite."
Ning Que looked up, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
After a whole year of acquaintance in the old library, a loser who could not cultivate finally became a member of the Second floor of the Academy. Whether it was Ning Que himself or Chen Pipi who saw this miracle happen with their own eyes, they all sighed with emotion.
Chen Pipi said with emotion, "Teacher once said that there is a kind of cicada in the arid land of the Far West. It hides in the mud for 23 years, and only wakes up when the snow mountain melts and the flood comes. It takes a bath in the mud, dries its wings in the cold wind, and finally flies into the void."
Ning Que smiled and shook his head, saying, "You and I don't need to talk like this. Do you want me to flatter you again?"
Chen Pipi said, "This description is not exaggerated. You're a loser who has no acupoints connected, but suddenly jumped into the Blue Cloud. What's more shocking is that you have the potential to be a Divine Talisman Master, and even alarmed Master Yan Se of the South School of Haotian."
In fact, until now, Ning Que did not know what was going on. He had never seen Master Yan Se, and only knew from others that he was a very great Divine Talisman Master, and was the Senior Brother of the Nation Master. But why did he choose him?
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Coming to the familiar environment, beside the familiar wetland, Ning Que saw the most familiar thin figure.
He walked up, looked at Sangsang's tired face, and looked at the grass and leaves in her yellowish hair. He reached out to pick them up carefully, and said gently, "You've been waiting for me for such a long time. You've worked hard."
Sangsang looked up at him and said seriously, "Young master, you've really worked hard."
After a whole night of mental and physical suffering, and being shocked by the ecstasy of the final success, Ning Que directly fainted on the top of the mountain. At this time, although he had rested for a while, he still felt a little confused in his mind.
Sangsang did not tell him, but last night she hid under the black umbrella alone like a wounded little beast, avoiding the hurricane that came out of nowhere and raged through the sword forest. She was also very tired, panicked, and weak.
The master and the handmaiden supported each other, and walked slowly and painstakingly along the wetland in the morning light towards the plain.
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The front yard of the Academy was much quieter than last night. The officials and envoys had already left, and most of the students of the Academy stayed. They gathered under the notice and looked up at the familiar and strange name that they had deliberately forgotten for half a year, but today it was forced back to them in such a cruel way. They were shocked and speechless.
The students didn't leave even after knowing the final results of the Second Floor exam. Subconsciously, they wanted to see Ning Que walk in front of them. Only then would they be able to prove that all of this was not an illusion. However, this subconscious thought was a little too masochistic.
The morning light was no longer bright, and gently shone on the Academy at the foot of the mountain together with the spring breeze. Two figures, one big and one small, slowly walked out from the back of the Academy, and everyone subconsciously looked at them.
After a night of climbing and rolling on the mountain road, Ning Que's Academy spring clothes were torn in many places. Together with the traces of mud and the stains of pastries, he looked extremely embarrassed. Sangsang, who was walking beside him, was not much better. She was covered in dust, and there were many grass chips on her hair and shoulders. She looked dirtier and older than the big black umbrella she carried on her back.
However, in the eyes of the students of the Academy, the master and the handmaiden who were walking slowly were shrouded in the spring breeze, and looked very clean and bright, as if they had become a part of the spring breeze and the morning light.
This was the so-called scenery.
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Ning Que walked to the front of his classmates and took out the handkerchief from his chest pocket. He shook it twice in the air to shake off the pastry crumbs. Then he smiled and handed it to Chu Youxian, whose face was full of fatigue but eyes were burning with passion.
Since the semester examination, Ning Que had spent more than half a year in the Academy. It was not too bad for him, but there were not too many good things. Other than the old library, the meadow and the sword forest, there were only those friends who insisted on being friendly to him.
There was no doubt that Ning Que's best quality was to hold a grudge. But what was worth remembering was the real hatred that could only be washed away with blood, and not the rumors that could not shake his emotions. Correspondingly, he could also remember favors. Whether it was Chao Xiaoshu, Chen Pipi, or the two people in front of him, they were all people he would never forget.
Ning Que looked at Situ Yilan, who was standing in the morning light in an arrow suit, and said with a smile, "I rarely let my friends down."
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(My brain was blocked by shit today, and it took me five or six hours to write it out. Fortunately, I have a day off tomorrow, and I can adjust. This is probably the advantage of having a day off every week. Have a good weekend, and see you on Sunday.) (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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