The Net-Perception Temple received a letter.
It wasn't a letter from the Duke Of He requesting an audience with Zen Master on behalf of Royal Concubine Hu, because he didn't dare.
The Emperor hadn't seen the Royal Concubine recently, and he had pondered what it meant for a long time.
This letter had a much more significant background, so nobody dared delay it, and it was delivered to the hands of the Principal Justice.
The Principal Justice walked through the peach forest in a hurry and came to the deep end of the temple.
A young monk sat on his knees on a low couch in front of the window, staring at a pile of thin wooden sticks in front of him with a very focused expression.
The Principal Justice knew that this was the favorite game of Zen Master, the wooden stick picking game, and the whole of the Guocheng Temple was used to it.
He knew that Zen Master didn't like to be disturbed at this time, but he still walked in after coughing twice.
Zen Master sighed helplessly, asking, "What's the matter?"
The Principal Justice handed over the letter in his hand.
Zen Master raised his eyebrows slightly and took out the letter, reading its contents quickly.
This letter was written by the Broadsword King himself.
The Principal Justice asked worriedly, "What did Big Brother Cao write the letter for?"
"He asked about someone," Zen Master replied.
"Who?" asked the Principal Justice.
Zen Master said with a smile, "He asked if Jing Jiu was the disciple of experiencing the mortal world in the temple."
Hearing this question, the Principal Justice felt a bit relieved.
The status of the Broadsword King shouldn't be interested in these rumors, but considering his former status, it was easy to understand why he would write a letter to ask about Jing Jiu.
In fact, the Principal Justice was very interested in this matter as well.
A few years ago, he attended the Inherited Sword Competition of the Aoyama Sect on behalf of the Guocheng Temple, but he didn't understand why Zen Master attached so much importance to the initiation ceremony of this regular disciple.
Later, there were many discussions about the origin of Jing Jiu, and he couldn't help but wonder if it had something to do with this.
The identity of the disciple of experiencing the mortal world in the Guocheng Temple had always been kept a secret. Besides the Chief Monk and Zen Master, nobody knew about it, so he could only guess.
"I'll reply. Is there anything else?"
Zen Master still didn't give a clear answer.
The Principal of Justice took a look at the thin letter in his hand and said, "The Law Competition will be held in the Snow Mountain in the north of the Ink Sea. It is very far away from the Northern Battlefront Army and Brother Cao. If anything happens, we may not be able to save them in time. Even though the purpose of the competition is to test their potential in a life-and-death situation, but … should we take care of them secretly?"
His words had no specific target, but it was obvious that he was referring to someone mentioned in the letter.
Zen Master thought for a moment and said, "That old friend of mine has been cautious all his life. Jing Jiu inherited his legacy, so he should be fine."
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The Cultivation tournament was held in the far north, and the participating sects of the Plum Meeting were still in Zhaoge City. The Nishiyama House was still full of people, even livelier than before, because many cultivators did not stay in their courtyards to meditate and cultivate as usual, but came to the cliff plateau outside.
The cultivators didn't come out to take a walk or socialize because they were bored; they came out to look at the paintings.
The Nishiyama House was protected by the formation, so it wouldn't rain heavily. But there was a long roofed corridor in the courtyard. The side of the corridor near the mountain was smoothed out, and dozens of paintings were painted on it.
Those paintings extended from the roof of the corridor to the ground, about ten feet high and two feet wide. A few birds were painted on the paintings with golden powder, and the plum branches were winding among the paintings, and the red plum flowers were blooming.
Most of the cultivators fixed their gazes on the painting in the middle.
The plum flowers in the painting were in full bloom, and a dozen flowers had already bloomed. The flowers were very big and colorful, looking like the color of blood, showing a stunning beauty.
No matter how they looked at it, the painting should be more than half completed.
The plum branches extended downward, and the ink became darker, turning into words, which turned out to be the names.
"Lo Huainan is really too powerful."
Someone said sentimentally, "Though Tong Yan is behind closed doors, he alone is enough to make the Zhongzhou School look down on its peers."
There were five names under the painting.
The name Lo Huainan was among them.
Each name had a cold branch with plum blossoms on its tip.
The five cold branches intertwined and overlapped each other, looking like the plum blossoms were in full bloom, but it was hard to tell which branch the plum blossoms originated from.
If one looked closely, they would find that most of the plum blossoms originated from Lo Huainan's branch.
The rest of the people only had one or two plum blossoms on their branches.
There were many other paintings under the roofed corridor. The contents of the paintings were basically the same, but the number and size of the plum blossoms were different.
This was the list of the Cultivation tournament of the Plum Meeting.
It was the rumored "seeking plum blossoms by treading on blood".
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The young Cultivation practitioners participating in the Cultivation tournament of the Plum Meeting were divided into groups by drawing lots according to their fighting styles and their best Cultivation methods. Each group had five participants.
Every time a monster of the Snowy Kingdom was killed, a bloody plum blossom would be added to the painting, and the plum blossoms would be divided into three different sizes according to the difference in strength between the monsters of the Snowy Kingdom.
The group that finished its painting first would be the winner, and it had nothing to do with the competition between the sects.
The reason the previous Cultivation practitioners made this arrangement was that they didn't want the sects to act on their own and have conflicts in the Cultivation tournament, so they didn't want to unite the orthodox Cultivation practitioners to fight against the external enemies. However, the sects were there, so who wouldn't care about their own achievements? Some busybodies would calculate the achievements according to the sects.
In this Cultivation tournament, Lo Huainan's performance was as impressive as usual, and the other disciples of Zhongzhou School like Xiang Wanshu also performed well. Their current achievements were much better than those of other sects. Tong Lu of the Western Sea Sword School was indeed the participant ranked second by the Curtain Rollers. There were many plum blossoms on his branch, and the number was not less than that of Lo Huainan. However, those plum blossoms were of different sizes, which was a bit awkward to look at. The disciples of Yimaozhai, Kunlun, and the Baotong Zen Temple also performed as well as in the previous years.
The Aoyama Sect performed surprisingly well.
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Zuo Yushi of Ōzawa walked under the corridor, showing a worried expression, thinking that the Aoyama Sect would be in trouble this time.
The Plum Meeting was divided into five categories: zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Except for Nan Wang and Jing Jiu this year, the disciples of Aoyama seldom participated in the first four categories.
However, in the last category, the Cultivation tournament, the Aoyama Sect had always performed the best. In the last few Plum Meetings, Lo Huainan had won first place in the Cultivation tournament, and the disciples of Aoyama had also won many good rankings. Especially when the rankings were calculated according to the sects, the disciples of Aoyama had never let the first place go to someone else.
Compared to the previous years, the Aoyama Sect's performance this year was too average, and it could even be said to be terrible. The reason for this was that the disciples of Liangwang Peak had been the main force of the Aoyama Sect in the Cultivation tournament in the past years; but this year, the disciples of Liangwang Peak had seldom come because of various reasons.
In particular, the top three swordsmen of Liangwang Peak like Guo Nanshan, Jian Ruyun, and Gu Han didn't come.
According to the current situation, the disciples of Yimaozhai, Western Sea Sword School, and even Kunlun might leave the Aoyama Sect far behind, let alone the Zhongzhou School.
This was a disgrace.
Many Cultivation practitioners were discussing this matter.
"What about that Jing Jiu? Isn't he rumored to be very powerful? I heard that Guo Nanshan and the other Gods of Killing of Liangwang Peak didn't come because of him. "
"It's just a boast. How can he be more powerful than the principal disciple of Aoyama based on his Cultivation time and Cultivation state?"
"Even if he has some hidden reasons, his performance is still too poor." … …
The Cultivation tournament had been going on for more than ten days.
After the initial nervousness and discomfort, the talented young disciples of various sects started to show their talents.
The bloody plum blossoms on the paintings grew in number. Even the worst paintings had two or three small plum blossoms, though they looked a bit shabby.
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