"What does this mean? We all passed the test?" Everyone sitting in Shen Qi's specially enlarged reception room was talking about it.
Cheng Peng is a relatively optimistic person. He said cheerfully: "Since the Immortal in the Pot didn't say anything about elimination, then of course everyone has passed - it turns out that there is no fixed answer to this trial project. As long as you answer it seriously, you will pass...
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"It would be great if this were true!" Yue Yi sighed and shook his head repeatedly, "You may not have noticed, but I paid attention to study the old man's eyes. He read all the answer sheets and never nodded once -
This means that none of our answers are in line with his wishes, at least not like Xi Yan's."
"Ah? Then why did he let us pass?"
"There are two possibilities." Xu Tu said, "The first is that he is just an NPC after all. Even if our answers do not meet his preferences, they do not exceed the scope stipulated by the system, so he has no right to eliminate us."
"...This...is indeed possible!"
"Another possibility is that he plans to eliminate all those who do not meet his requirements in the next level!" Xu Tu smiled slightly, but his smile was a bit sinister, "That is, all of us!"
This possibility shocked everyone, but when they thought about it carefully, it was really possible, and they couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
"Which possibility could it be?" Shen Qi pondered the two possibilities, but couldn't determine which one it was. She couldn't help but said to herself distressedly, "Why doesn't this old man want to speak clearly?
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Not just her, everyone has this trouble.
The discussion has reached a deadlock, and no one can decide between two possibilities with similar starting points but very different results.
After a while, Long Biao, who had a more heroic personality, couldn't bear the feeling of distress and depression at first, and shouted: "It doesn't matter even if the mission fails!" He took out his bamboo slip and broke it in half.
A vortex of emerald green light suddenly appeared and sucked him in.
Everyone was stunned for a moment and contacted him through private messages, but were prompted that "the player is currently in isolation and cannot accept private messages for the time being." Cheng Peng tried to call his real phone number again, and the person who answered the phone was his.
The electronic butler "Thirteen", the chubby electronic butler with a round face and a round figure, replied with a smile that the owner is currently in isolation and is not in danger, but cannot answer the phone for the time being...
Everyone looked at each other, sighed, and could only wait patiently for the results.
Fortunately, they didn't wait long. About ten minutes later, Long Biao walked out of the vortex of green light and returned to the reception room.
"How is the situation?" Everyone asked hurriedly, "Have you passed the test?"
Long Biao smiled, but when he was about to speak, he suddenly froze, and his smile froze there.
"I can't say." He explained with a wry smile. "The system sent me a notice saying that I must not reveal the specific content to..., otherwise the task will be failed. It also emphasized that this situation will be confirmed by brainwave lie detection. Please don't
Try to reveal information in a realistic way.”
Everyone suddenly realized it and couldn't help but become more suspicious.
What kind of mission is it that needs to be kept secret?
"But there is still something that can be said." Long Biao was stunned for a while, and then said, "The existence time of that bamboo slip is three days. If it is not used within three days, it will disappear - this is my mission after breaking the bamboo slip.
Prompt before starting."
"What?!"
"Huh? This is not included in the attributes of the bamboo slips! It is not included in the mission description either!"
"Damn! So insidious!"
"Maybe the old man from the Immortal in the Pot didn't tell us on purpose! He really wanted us all to be eliminated!"
Everyone condemned him angrily, and then they left separately to prepare some things that "may be useful".
Two days later, eleven people gathered again in Shen Qi's reception room. But it was different from last time. This time everyone put on the strongest equipment they could find, and each one was armed to the teeth - Mori, who has a humorous personality.
Li didn't even know where he found a pair of metal braces. There were two rows of sharp blades that were as sharp as razor blades and gleaming with cold light. If you take one bite of them, you will definitely be seriously injured, even if you don't die.
But among these people, the most eye-catching one is Long Biao - he has put on the holy robe and has entered a battle-ready posture.
"I can't tell you the specifics, but... everyone, try your best!" After saying this, he stepped into the vortex of emerald green light.
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, nodded, and each took out his own bamboo slips and folded them into two pieces!
[You have activated the special mission "Heavenly Book Inheritance". The mission prop "Heavenly Book Simplified Shadow" has 19 hours left, and the activation is successful. ]
As soon as he read this message, Cheng Peng was pulled by a sudden force and entered the vortex of green light.
As soon as his eyes flashed, he found that he had appeared in a splendid palace, sitting on a dragon chair. The golden palace was full of ministers with panic-stricken faces.
"Your Majesty, something is going wrong! The army of Jin soldiers is coming like a tide and is about to surround Bianliang City!" A minister said, "The son of Wan Jin cannot sit down in the hall. Please go south quickly to avoid any accidents!"
"Nonsense! Bianliang City is extremely strong. There are still many soldiers in the city, and there are countless loyal people in various places. As long as we follow the previous times and defend the city, reinforcements from all walks of life will soon surround us, and the Jurchens will die.
!" A strong-looking general shouted, "I am willing to sit at the top of the city, and I will not allow the Jin soldiers to board the city!"
"How dare you speak so arrogantly! You don't regret your death, how dare you put the emperor in danger!" A minister of considerable age scolded the general back with just one sentence, and then continued, "Your Majesty, I thought that the Jin people would eventually die.
It’s just for money and beauties, so why not give them a sum of money and choose some women in the city to send them, and they will naturally retreat.”
"Are you talking like a human being? It's just money. I've given it away so many times. It's not bad this time. But you want to choose some women in the city? Why not choose one of your own?"
"The old man only has children and grandchildren in his family, but no daughters."
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The noisy scene of the ministers made Cheng Peng frown. He was about to scold him when he saw a Taoist standing nearby with a smile on his face and seemed very calm. He couldn't help but ask what happened.
"They are just a bunch of ordinary people. A poor Taoist can summon heavenly soldiers and generals to possess the strong men just by doing this. This is the Six Armor Method. It only takes 7,777 people to mobilize thousands of troops at once."
Sweep them clean and send out troops on a day to take Yinshan Mountain!" The Taoist priest answered confidently.
If ordinary people said this, Cheng Peng would definitely sneer at it, but this man's morale is extraordinary, and his aura is even higher than that of his old friend Wei Ye. He is obviously an expert with great supernatural powers. An expert like this can make soldiers by spreading beans and cutting paper to make horses.
It's really not a problem. If we take action seriously, even with thousands of troops, there is no way we can win him.
Cheng Peng smiled slightly and was about to speak when his heart suddenly enlightened and he remembered what this scene was about.
(This... this is the battle when Bianliang fell in the late Northern Song Dynasty! In that battle, Song Huizong was a weakling and kicked the country as a ball to his son, while Song Qinzong, a bastard, appointed the Taoist priest Guo Jing to play with the heavenly soldiers at the most critical moment.
Possessed... As a result, the fortified city of Bianliang could no longer be defended, and it was lost in a daze. The situation that could have been defended suddenly turned into a country that was destroyed...)
He is familiar with history, and the relevant records in the history of the Song Dynasty quickly flowed through his mind:... Bingchen, the demon Guo Jing used the Liujia method to order all the defenders to go down to the city, opened the Xuanhua Gate and went out to attack the Jin people, and the soldiers
A great defeat. Jing asked for advice from going to the city to lure the remaining soldiers to escape. The Jin soldiers ascended the city and were invincible...
Now that he knew everything, Cheng Peng naturally came to a conclusion. He clenched his fists and made sure that his condition had not deteriorated. He was still a warrior who could defeat thousands of armies and had not become a weak scholar, so he took a deep breath.
He sighed and stood up.
"There is no need to argue, I have made up my mind!" he said loudly, "I am in the city! From today on, I will live on the city tower. I will not go down to the city until the golden soldiers retreat!"
The ministers were stunned and tried to persuade them one after another, but Cheng Peng was not the Song Qinzong in history. If he were not worried about what might happen, he would have even planned to go out single-handedly to disperse the Jin soldiers. At this moment, he was just going to the city to supervise the battle. He was already
The biggest concession!
When Cheng Peng walked out of the Golden Palace despite the dissuasion of the ministers, the surrounding scenery suddenly shook. He realized that he had walked out of the vortex of light and returned to Shen Qi's reception room.
[You have passed the first level of "Questioning the Way of the Heart", please start the second level within twelve hours.]
Seeing this system message, Cheng Peng was stunned for a moment and opened the help system to check what happened.
This time the system was not stingy. It told him generously that there were a hundred levels in this mission. Each level he passed would accumulate some rewards. If the results were good enough, he would be qualified to inherit the Book of Heaven. Even if the results were not good enough, he would not be able to pass the test.
By inheriting the Heavenly Book, you can also get generous rewards after the mission is completed.
"What does this mean? It feels quite simple... As long as you are familiar with history, aren't these tasks all for free?"
Cheng Peng was slightly surprised and couldn't help but sigh. Anyway, the system prompt was "You are not allowed to disclose mission information to people who have passed the level lower than yourself." Those who can appear here are those who have passed the first level. No matter how you say it,
It doesn't matter.
After a while, the remaining companions came back from the vortex of light one after another, and they all thought they had passed the first level.
"It's so simple!" Xiao Muran sneered, "Even I remember it!"
"Yes, it's not difficult at all." Xu Tu nodded and replied, "I hope everything in the future will be of this difficulty..."
"I don't think things are that good. The difficulty should be gradual." Yue Yi pondered for a moment and said, "It's free at first, then gradually increases, and in the end it may be that kind of 'impossible mission'."
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"I don't know how many tests I have to go through before I can pass on the Heavenly Book..."
While they were talking, ten of the eleven people had returned, but Morili was the only one who hadn't returned yet.
"What's wrong with him?" Everyone looked at each other, "Is it possible... that he could fail the first mission?"
After a while, the vortex of light appeared, and Morili ran out in disgrace, yelling: "Have you made a mistake? What on earth did that mage do? Why did he run away after being hit! I can't stand it alone.
Live!”
Cheng Peng and the others understood what he meant and were all dumbfounded.
Morili, this guy, really let that cheater Guo Jing play the magic weapon descending from the sky...
"If you don't believe so many civil and military ministers, why would you trust a mage?" Morili's old friend Fang Dan couldn't help but ask, "No matter how strong that mage is, he can't be more reliable than so many ministers!"
"I just think that mage looks very strong..."
In the first round of the Book of Heaven inheritance mission, the eliminated person Morili, the remaining number is ten!
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The creativity of this plot comes from Mr. Kong Zhang's work "Taiping Ji". I have obtained his consent and it is not plagiarism. I hereby declare!
