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Chapter Seventeen: The Great Cold

Shuiyang College enrolls in October every year, and takes exams once a year in June of the next year. For those in the lower grades, they only have two opportunities to take the exams. If they cannot be promoted to the middle grade after taking two exams, then

He was about to leave the academy, and Wang Zhongyong only gave Jiang Dongyu one chance to take the exam. Although this matter was not confirmed due to the arrival of Tang Wenshan, Jiang Dongyu would not take the second exam because of this.

, this is Jiang Dongyu's goal for himself. If he fails, he will leave Shuiyang as agreed.

"Calligraphy, painting, music, art of war, riding and archery, martial arts, as long as you pass one subject, you can be promoted from lower grade to middle grade. If you want to be promoted from middle grade to high grade, you need to pass three subjects. If you don't just concentrate on this year

Hua said, then you can try to break through the five levels and be directly promoted from the lower grade to the upper grade, but I'm afraid it won't work now. I heard from the teacher that the old man Wang Zhongyong made things difficult for me because her descendants were robbed of the No. 1 Scholarship by me.

Reputation, if I have passed more subjects than his descendants, I think he will not be in a good mood." Jiang Dongyu sneered, at this time he was only wearing a very thin piece of clothing to cover up his shame.

There is rarely a severe drought in Wuxing City regardless of the season. Even though it is June, the temperature is still very low. It can be said that there are very few people like Jiang Dongyu in Shuiyang College who only wear a single coat.

Today is the first day of the exam, and the test is on the art of war, but Jiang Dongyu has never dabbled in the art of war. It was an exam scope that was not covered in the town exam back then. At the same time, Jiang Dongyu did not attend class this year. After knowing the first

When the subject was the art of war, he stopped staying. He gave up on this subject.

Returning to the small pavilion left for him by Tang Wenshan, before entering, he heard a burst of piano music. The sound was sad and plaintive, which made Jiang Dongyu slow down unconsciously.

At the end of the song, Su Qingrou stroked the strings. A year later, her original short hair had long turned into long hair. She was as graceful as a little girl. She blinked her bright eyes and looked at the person in front of her blankly.

Wow, I burst into tears.

"your hair……"

"Don't cry, this is a good thing for me. I understand the meaning of the cold in the ice and snow, so my hair becomes the color of snow."

Jiang Dongyu hugged Su Qingrou, who suddenly rushed over, and an unknown emotion spread in his heart. After a long time, Su Qingrou's crying gradually stopped, and Jiang Dongyu let go of his somewhat stiff hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Qingrou asked, and then she seemed to understand something and whispered "bad guy".

Jiang Dongyu smiled awkwardly and quickly sat down, thus covering up the small tent that had been set up under his crotch at some point.

"Is there any food? After eating fruits in Qianxuelin for a year, I really miss the pepper chicken and pearl rice glutinous cake in the cafeteria." Jiang Dongyu asked, changing the topic.

At first, Tang Wenshan brought Jiang Dongyu to Qianxuelin, one of the three wonders of Shuiyang. Except for the teachings in the previous month, Jiang Dongyu was always alone. Before he understood the meaning of the great cold in Qianxuelin, he

He couldn't go out. Although he told Su Qingrou beforehand, he didn't expect that he would be away for a year.

"I'll buy it for you." Su Qingrou's expression softened and she said softly before leaving.

"Don't worry, sit down and let's talk. How have you been this year?" Jiang Dongyu took Su Qingrou's hand.

Su Qingrou blushed and said softly: "After you left, a person came here. He told me that you went to retreat and didn't know when you would come back. At the same time, he gave me a Shuiyang student number plate. Then

It's yours. He said you can't use it anymore. He asked me to take your number plate to register the information. Now I'm an official student of the college, not your companion. Don't even think about using me around." After that, he still said it.

She pouted cutely.

"No wonder I saw you playing the piano earlier, so you signed up for the music department?" Jiang Dongyu suddenly realized that the children who study with him do not have student numbers. Only by following Jiang Dongyu can he have the opportunity to take classes together, and at the same time, there will be no test results.

There will be no way to get graduation documents from the college in the future, but Tang Wenshan gave Jiang Dongyu's number plate to Su Qingrou. In this way, it can be said to be a great thing for Su Qingrou.

"There are no major courses in Shuiyang. There is only a class schedule. You can take it if you want. But if you don't work hard, you will fail the exam in two years and you will be expelled from the college."

"Oh, it seems that Wang Zhongyong did say this before. I forgot about it. Since the teacher gave you the number plate, there must be a reason. I have to go find the teacher. I don't know what the teacher wants to do with my college status.

." Jiang Dongyu thought, he naturally wouldn't care that Su Qingrou took away the college number plate that originally belonged to him, but he just wondered what Tang Wenshan's purpose was. You know, if Jiang Dongyu takes back the number plate that belongs to him,

Then Su Qingrou's student status will inevitably be cancelled, so what's the point of registration? And if Jiang Dongyu gets a new license plate, it's obviously against the rules. Besides, the dean of Shuiyang College was slapped by him.

For Wang Zhongyong who was slapped, this back door would definitely not be opened for him.

In the Yuelin Xuan, Tang Wenshan looked at Jiang Dongyu with a smile and sighed: "You are really a genius."

"There is a huge difference compared to the teacher." Jiang Dongyu said modestly.

"After you understand the meaning of Dahan, you should understand that I have not understood him. I don't know the origin of Qian Xuelin, but my teacher once said that only those who enter the Tao through painting can understand its secrets, and I can't.

, because I didn’t enter Taoism on my own, but because my teacher gave me Ma Liang’s magic pen, which opened my Taoist mind.” Tang Wenshan looked dazed, as if he was remembering, “Although I thought you might succeed, I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly.

Years have passed so quickly, it’s time for me to return to the imperial city.”

"Teacher, are you leaving?" Jiang Dongyu actually didn't get along with Tang Wenshan for a long time, but they were like master and disciple. He was grateful to Tang Wenshan.

"A year ago, a big event happened in Chiyang Forest. It is inferred that it should be a power seizure within the ferocious beasts. The original king of Chiyang Forest disappeared, and once the new beast king takes office, I don't know what his attitude towards Five Elements City will be.

, Wuxing City reported this matter to the Imperial City. It was supposed to be Qin Wuhou, but I learned that you did not go to the Imperial City but appeared in Wuxing City, so I replaced you. This year, Chi

It's very quiet in Yang Forest Forest, and there won't be any danger for the time being. It's time for me to return to the Imperial City." Tang Wenshan explained, throwing a hand card to Jiang Dongyu, which was different from the peach-colored hand card of Shuiyang Academy.

Similarly, this hand sign is purple gold, transparent jade, with three large characters engraved on it: Holy Court Order!

"I have given your college number plate to your study companion, so you are no longer a student of Shuiyang." Tang Wenshan showed a strange smile.

"This..." Jiang Dongyu didn't know what to say for a moment. What is this Holy Court? Among the colleges ranked less than 100 in the Haichuan Empire, there is no college named Holy Court.

"This Holy Court Order is my personal property and has nothing to do with anyone. I give it to you now. Not even Wang Zhongyong can do anything to you in the academy. After I leave, you can study in the academy with peace of mind. Those who hold the Holy Court Order

One can study at any college.”

Hearing this, Jiang Dongyu was shocked. What a precious card. This is to protect him!

"The Holy Court Order can be obtained. If one day you can also get a Holy Court Order, then at that time, you can return this Holy Court Order to me."

"Yes." Jiang Dongyu nodded fiercely, remembering this kindness in his heart.

"Before I leave, I want to experience the power of the Great Cold." Tang Wenshan took out a scroll. Seeing this, Jiang Dongyu's expression changed. Before he could react, the scene around him changed. It was no longer

Yue Linxuan, this is a battlefield! On the battlefield, eight thousand soldiers were lined up neatly, and Jiang Dongyu stood alone in front of the eight thousand soldiers. The iron-blooded morale made Jiang Dongyu's brows twitch slightly.

"It's you!" the leading general roared, and dust suddenly flew into the air. This momentum made Jiang Dongyu couldn't help but take a step back.

Of course Jiang Dongyu knew who these people were. There were 8,000 soldiers in the painting. Back then, he killed all of them and destroyed Tang Wenshan's painting. But now, these soldiers are obviously very different from those back then. The leader of the general must have become stronger.

Even if Jiang Dongyu fights against him alone, he may not be able to gain any benefit from his transformation. Moreover, there are eight thousand soldiers behind him.

"Kill him, kill him, kill him." Eight thousand soldiers shouted in unison, deafening.

These soldiers are just Tang Wenshan's Dao Yun. Even if they die, Tang Wenshan's painting Dao realm can be restored. But if Jiang Dongyu dies in the painting, what will be the result? Jiang Dongyu can't imagine this time.

Eight thousand soldiers already made him feel deeply threatened.

"Kill!" the leading general roared, riding an iron-blooded war horse and holding a red tassel spear, charging towards Jiang Dongyu.

"Do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Jiang Dongyu's eyes turned cold, the cold air condensed in his hand, and a popsicle two meters long and nearly four inches in diameter appeared.

The clash of guns and sticks created a huge ripple, and the leading general let out a slight doubt. In the first collision of forces, he was actually at a disadvantage.

"You are not the only one who has made progress." Jiang Dongyu held the popsicle in both hands, raised it high into the sky, and smashed it down.

"The first strike, crack the ground." With Jiang Dongyu as the center, spider webs formed on the ground. Then there was a roar, and the ground cracked, forming a huge pit. In Tang Wenshan's eyes, a crack appeared in his painting.

!

"The second stick, Dingdonghai." Jiang Dongyu roared, and the original stick became as tall as a big tree and fell to the ground like a big bell.

Poof! The eight thousand soldiers, including the leading general, burst into blood at this moment, bleeding from all their orifices.

"What a powerful stick technique, you can take a shot from me." The leading general laughed wildly, and in just a moment, he was in front of Jiang Dongyu.

"The third stick, destroy all living beings." Jiang Dongyu's popsicle swept away, sweeping away with snow like a storm.

With a click, the stick in Jiang Dongyu's hand broke, and a hole appeared on his shoulder. There was no bleeding, because the blood was immediately frozen by Jiang Dongyu's cold intention, but even so, his breath was already unstable.
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