Prince Li Peiyan looked at the young monk walking towards the back of the academy, and his brows slowly frowned, with a look of insanity on his face . Today, the second floor of the academy was opened. He came to watch the ceremony on behalf of the royal family. The most important purpose was to ensure that the agreement could be realized without interference. He did not think that the academy students could defeat Prince Longqing, but there was no Tang Dynasty for such a long time. The student of the academy bravely stood up, but instead let a young monk wearing a tattered monk robe snatch the front. As the prince of the Tang Dynasty, he would inevitably be a little angry.
"Who is this monk?" he asked, frowned and looked at the officials of the Ministry of Rites beside him.
The Ministry of Rites official raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied softly: "The monk Youfang from Dadu Temple in Yuelun Kingdom made an application in advance, so he was allowed to be admitted to the hospital today."
Li Peiyan was slightly stunned and wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.
Unlike the imagination in the world , when the second floor of the academy is opened, I never care whether those who want to go up to the second floor are students. The academy welcomes or challenges, regardless of nationality or school.
If you can enter the second floor of the academy, you will have the opportunity to meet the Master and receive the Master's personal teachings. This treatment is like the nectar sprinkled by the Haotian on earth, just like the honey in front of Mi Peak, and no one can stop this temptation.
So since many years ago, whenever the second floor of the academy is opened, whether it is the Dahe River in the Southern Jin Dynasty or the young heroes of the Yuelun Kingdom will travel thousands of miles to the academy to try their luck. What's amazing is that the teachers of these young handsome men and their sects were also interestingly silent about this matter.
The reason why these countries and sects remain silent is not complicated: they cannot extinguish the yearning of the second floor of the academy from the bottom of their hearts. They believe that the Master's character is as white as a cloud, and his heart is as broad as a mountain, and he is absolutely not This will interfere in the internal affairs of other schools of practice. The more important reason is that they believe that the Master will treat all the disciples on the second floor equally and never hide their own personalities.
In this case, if these young handsome men from Southern Jin Yuelun and other countries can really enter the second floor, they can not only learn the exquisite skills of the academy, but also establish a certain intimate relationship between their sects and the academy, and even indirectly lead to The Tang Empire showed a close attitude towards itself, so why should they not remain silent?
It's a pity that the opening date of the second floor of the academy is uncertain, and there are very few choices. Over the years, most of the students on the second floor of the academy are still disciples of the academy, and there are only a few lucky people from other countries outside the Tang Dynasty. However, even so, they still stop. Whenever the second floor opens, young talents from all over the world come in a crowd.
The young monk of the Moonland Kingdom wearing a broken monk's robe and wearing a broken straw sandal was probably one of these people.
The Xiling Temple, which is considered the only authentic practice and the spokesperson of Haotian , naturally cannot be like those countries and sects who are sneering and not caring about face. Except for a fat young man from Qiao's family, no one has come from Xiling for several years. The young man tried to enter the second floor, and Prince Longqing came to the academy today.
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Not only Prince Li Peiyan's expression was a little ugly, but the professor of the academy who presided over the opening ceremony of the second floor was also ugly. Regarding the realm and strength of this class of academy students, this talisman who was hiding in a small building in the academy to recuperate. I don't know how to understand it, but in his opinion, since you are a student of the academy, how can you hide behind everyone like a rabbit at such a moment ?
Three more young practitioners from foreign countries walked bravely towards the back mountain of the academy under the earnest gaze of their companions. After being silent for a long time, the academy student group finally became a little restless. Many people couldn't help but turn their eyes to the spiritual leader Xie San Gongzi in their hearts.
Xie Chengyun quietly looked into the distance of the crowd, looking at the young prince who had been robbing all the glory of the world after he arrived in Chang'an City. He couldn't help feeling a little bitter. He had been observing the other party and paying attention. He held the other person, but that person had no self in his eyes at all. What a pain.
I have worked hard to study and practice for so many years, and even the position of Tanhua in the Southern Jin Dynasty has been abandoned. I have come to the academy for thousands of mountains and rivers, and I have to climb the second floor even if I have to pleat blood. Isn't it just to become the Master's personal disciple? But will all this become a bubble in front of the stronger and more dazzling peers?
Suddenly, the third young master Xie, who was born in the Southern Jin Dynasty and was favored since childhood, remembered the two reprimands he heard in the old bookstore and the bookstore , one reprimand from His Royal Highness the Tang Dynasty Princess, and the other reprimand from Ning Que.
He turned around and looked at his classmates in the academy, wanting to see Ning Que, but was a little disappointed and didn't see it.
After a moment of silence, he thought about the hard study and diligent practice of nearly twenty years, and a look of perseverance and liberation gradually appeared on his face. He stood up, took a deep breath of air, and looked at Wang Ying, Linchuan and the side of him. The classmates said with great strength: "This is our academy. Do we want to go up the mountain last?"
A happy smile appeared on Wang Ying's youthful face, and she bowed and said, "Brother Xie, I'll go with you."
The students of the academy were excited and began to cheer softly, sending six students to the art department to climb the mountain together.
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The slight commotion among the students of the academy only attracted some curious eyes. As for the Xiling Temple and the cool umbrellas where the envoys of Yan State gathered, no one went to see them. The eyes of everyone under the umbrella and even the eyes of many people outside the umbrella were still at the Longqing who was as beautiful and peaceful as the peach blossoms in winter. The prince.
The small storm that had been at Deshengju the day before yesterday had gradually spread. Many people knew that Prince Longqing, who ruled Si Suli in the temple, suffered some small losses from an ordinary student in the academy . However , people who knew the inside story knew that, It was just a pointless way of drinking and sayings. These things could not affect Prince Longqing's status in their hearts. As long as Prince Longqing had never really defeated, he would still be the perfect son of god.
Since the academy professor announced the mountaineering, some young practitioners have walked towards the back of the academy one after another , but Prince Longqing has been silent, calm and quiet like a quiet pond , always focusing on the air in front of him.
"Longqing, once upon a time, could you be affected by that kind of little person? "
Prince Longqing suddenly raised his lips slightly, and he said something silently in his heart . Then he glanced at the guy hiding in the corner outside the crowd with his emotions, and then slowly stood up.
Just a very simple action of getting up caused a burst of excitement and discussion among the crowd around him.
"Prince Longqing is about to start climbing the mountain!"
"Will he be the highest person to climb?"
"Of course! I even believe that he will climb to the top of the mountain in the upper realm of Dongxuan!"
"Speaking of this, he is already a big shot in the Temple Judgment Department. He actually has to take the exam on the second floor of the academy. The academy is really too cliffside to admire himself. Can't he just give him a quota?"
"I suspect that the academy and the Tang Dynasty wanted to take this opportunity to shock the Xiling Temple."
"Watching so many pairs of eyes, can the academy still make a fool of itself during the mountain climbing?"
"How can the Master be a fool when he recruits disciples! People who have this idea are so stupid!"
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The low voices of the surroundings entered Prince Longqing's ears very clearly, but there was still no expression on his perfect face, as if he hadn't heard it at all.
With countless eyes on him, he raised his right hand and tapped his eyebrows, then looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and the pious and compassionate expression on his face turned into calmness, and then he walked behind the academy go.
"I can't see this kind of pretentiousness. Everyone in the world knows that you are invincible and are waiting to see how you are invincible. As a result, you have to wait until the end. When everyone can't help but want to curse. Then he stood up slowly, dusted his sleeves, lifted his pants, lifted his sword backwards, and posed for a pose. He thought it was a squatting in the pit?"
Chu Youxian suddenly appeared beside Ning Que at some point, which scared him. Then Ning Que was amused by this long period of mean mockery, shook his head and smiled, "It's so sarcastic, so sour. "
"Give me a lot of awards." Chu Youxian looked at him and said with a smile: "I was in Deshengju that day, and I didn't go in, but I heard about what happened inside later. You are the real sarcasm, and I call it direct."
"There is not a big difference." Ning Que said with a smile.
Chu Youxian looked at the school classmate and Prince Longqing who gradually disappeared under the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, sighed and said, "It's a pity that you can't humiliate that prince again... Speaking of which, our classmates are also What a slim guy. You are clearly trying to make face for the academy in front of the people of Xiling and Yan, and Zhong Dajun's bastard is still talking like that. I think they are just humiliating themselves today."
"It is courage to climb the mountain with Prince Longqing." Ning Que said, looking at the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain.
Today, Haotian is beautiful, the air is particularly clean and transparent, and under the azure sky is the clearest world. People's vision can extend to very far places, and they can even see the stone paths in the mountains behind the academy.
Crossing the visually impaired area near the horizon, people who stayed in the academy saw that someone had already walked up the mountain road. The first person was the young monk. Then, more and more people walked on. Shi Jing, Xie Chengyun and six people from the Department of Art were also among them, and finally Prince Longqing's plain clothes were in the middle.
Although the mountain is high and dangerous, it cannot be a real obstacle for these young practitioners. This kind of assessment looks like the playful thing many people thought at first, but in fact, the second floor of the academy has been opened. , the Master's choice to pass on his personal disciples cannot be a joke, so it is impossible to walk on the mountain road.
When the young practitioners truly entered the slanting mountain path, their speed suddenly became extremely slow. In the eyes of the audience, their bodies were like a joint tied with extremely heavy rocks. Every step I take seems so painful and difficult, as if I am fighting the whole world.
The young monk from Yuelun Kingdom seemed relatively relaxed, and there was only one person on the slanted mountain path that felt unaffected. He walked as usual and walked on the flat ground, and was more than one by one with his companions, with his sleeves slightly swaying . Behind me, it's not like I'm carrying out some difficult challenge, but more like I'm climbing a mountain to see the scenery.
It is Prince Longqing.
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(Well, in this chapter, Chu Youxian scolded Prince Longqing, which is my behalf. There is no way to scold me. If I could write more every day, I would not have the same constipation as me . Alas.)