When Wu Jiejian killed Luo Che, Lin Lushan and Du Yu were drinking in the largest tavern in Zhaoyang City.
There was a lot of noise not far away. The scholars who came to the county government to take the exam were arguing about the ownership of Jinke Huiyuan.
According to the rules of the imperial examination of the Great Chu State, there are three examinations before and after. Those who pass the county examination are called Xiucai, and the first name is Jieyuan; those who pass the county examination are called Juren, and the first name is Huiyuan; those who pass the Beijing examination are Jinshi, and the first name
The name is Zhuangyuan.
This title is quite special, because in countries such as Daqi, there are four examinations before and after the imperial examination. The top 100 Jinshi will be examined by the emperor in the Golden Palace, which is called the palace examination. The top one in the palace examination is called the number one scholar, and the top one in the imperial examination is called the number one scholar.
The name of the examiner is member, the name of the county examiner is Jieyuan, and the name of the county examiner is just the case leader.
Therefore, there has always been a joke among the countries that the literary style of the Great Chu State is not strong, and the candidates are inferior to other countries. The number one scholar is like the Hui Yuan, the members are like the Jie Yuan, and the Jie Yuan is like the head of the case...
In addition, after each imperial examination, the three southeastern kingdoms of Qi, Chu, and Yue will jointly hold a Kuixing meeting, and each of the three kingdoms will send ten Jinshi people to compete in poetry. If someone can beat the others and be recognized by the famous Confucians in each country, he will be called
"The leader".
However... Over the years, the Kuixing Club has been held again and again, and the leader can count them all on one hand. After all, it is not easy to dominate the crowd!
Of course, for Lin Lushan, talking about those things is still far away. He is more concerned about the same topics as these scholars.
"Lao Wu, how do you think you did in the exam?" Du Yu looked at the noisy and lively scene over there and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you will win the exam?"
"I read a few poems today that are said to be written by famous talents in this county." Lin Lushan looked down at the wine glass, and some of his answers were wrong. "A few years ago, I would have thought that they were excellent at flowing water. But now it seems
, it’s just smooth.”
Lieutenant Du Xian said that these words were too profound and he could not understand them. Please speak in words that rough people can understand.
Lin Lushan smiled slightly and said confidently: "If I use a relatively simple, clear, direct and reliable method - I think the Huiyuan of Jinke in Zhaoyang County should be me."
Du Yu was stunned, looked at him with wide eyes, and asked, "Are you kidding?"
"Brother, when have you ever seen me joke about big things?"
Du Huan thought about it, nodded, and then hurriedly paid the money and dragged Lin Lushan out.
"What are you so anxious about?"
"Several gambling houses in this county have long launched a bet on who will win the prize in Jinke. The odds for you, Old Five, are very high - if I don't buy it now, I will buy hundreds or thousands more bets, how can I be worthy of myself!"
Lieutenant Du Xian was puffing out turbid air from his nose, and his expression was extremely excited: "Your sister-in-law is too strict in managing money. Brother, I must seize the opportunity to save some private money!"
Lin Lushan couldn't help laughing, laughing, and his thoughts drifted into the distance.
He knew very well that his current talent was due to Dan'er's guidance on the one hand, and Fourth Brother's guidance on the other.
The fourth brother went home to visit relatives this time and left in a hurry within a few days. I wonder if he was doing well while practicing in the Fairy Mountain...
If Wu Jie knew what Lin Lushan was thinking, he would probably smile and say, "I'm living a good life now, don't worry!"
He was indeed living a good life. After eating a big meal, he felt full of strength and energy, and seemed to be able to draw his sword again and fight Luo Che immediately.
But Luo Che had been hacked to death by him, and his body turned into a small piece of bright red in the sea bowl on the table, which you couldn't even see if you didn't look carefully.
After hacking Luo Che to death, he was laughing when he noticed that the surrounding scenery suddenly changed and he was already in a small hotel. There were wine and food on many tables in the hotel, but only the table next to him had guests.
In the empty lobby, not even the waiter could be seen.
What's going on?
He subconsciously looked at the only three guests.
A middle-aged uncle who looked tall, fat, and kind gave people an extremely distant feeling. Although he was clearly right in front of him, Wu Jie always felt that he seemed to be thousands of miles away from him and out of reach.
A handsome young man with white hair and white eyebrows wearing a white robe, his face was as cold as ice, and an indescribable aura emanated from him. Wu Jie just glanced at him and felt his eyes hurt slightly.
My face felt like acupuncture pain, and I was so frightened that I quickly turned my head and didn't dare to look again.
The third person is a white-haired girl with fox ears. She is lying on the table and sleeping soundly. Her ears are shaking gently as she sleeps. I don't know if she is really asleep? Or she is pretending to sleep.
"Eh? It's so rare!" Jasmine exclaimed in her heart, "This is the first time I've seen a Golden Core cultivator since the Heavenly Book World woke up this time!"
Wu Jie was startled and asked hurriedly: "Which one is the golden elixir monk?"
"That's the tall, fat one... If I read it right, he should have achieved the Golden Elixir by transcending tribulations and using the Tribulation Thunder Extraction to remove the final impurities. Well, although it's not as good as directly achieving the Golden Elixir, it's at least better than
Those who have not achieved the golden elixir after overcoming the tribulation can only pass through
Those who have completed the Golden Elixir through further cultivation are much better." Jasmine said old-fashionedly, "Even your Qingyang Temple has only had two founders who have directly achieved the Golden Elixir in so many years, so he should be regarded as the highest level monk in the world today.
Already."
Wu Jie couldn't help but swallow, but before he could calm down, Jasmine revealed even more exciting news.
"But compared with the white eyebrows next to him, he is nothing. Jindan monks are not rare things. Back then, there were a lot of them in the sect, and they were just registered disciples at best. But that white eyebrows are different.
Now... people who can understand the supreme swordsmanship can be officially included in the sect and receive key training even in the sect back then."
Wu Jie felt that he had been frightened enough today, and he would not be surprised again in the next few years.
Since he met Jasmine, this was the first time he saw Jasmine have such serious and positive comments about contemporary monks!
That handsome young man with white eyebrows turned out to be a genius who could have a place even under the sect of the former supreme god!
"Where's the sleeping one?"
"It's not worth mentioning, Master, you can kill her."
Wu Jie secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If even the sleeping vixen was a peerless master... Well, actually it would be almost the same...
Probably because the fierce battle with Luo Che was too exhausting, he felt that his legs were a little weak and the muscles on his face were a little twitching, so he really couldn't act as if nothing had happened, so he had to try his best to smile, salute politely, and then respectfully
He asked respectfully: "Junior Qingyang Guan Wu Jie, I want to pay my respects to the two seniors! I wonder what the two seniors have ordered me to do when they summoned this junior?"
"Do you know us?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile, "That's not right... With your way of doing things, there is no reason why you can remember my face..."
Wu Jie's heart made another "thump" sound. What this middle-aged man was talking about was the unique vision of the ascended ancestors of "leaving no traces". Unless you are a person with profound Taoism, no matter how long you stay with them, you will never remember them.
I can't help but look at their looks.
This is because they are no longer mortals, and their appearance itself has mysterious power, so this kind of vision occurs.
Based on what Jasmine and the middle-aged man said, it is obvious that this is a master-level figure who is about to ascend to the throne!
"This junior just feels that the two seniors are extraordinary..."
"That's for sure. He has extraordinary bearing wherever he goes. He can scare nine out of ten people to death." The middle-aged man was still smiling, but his words were quite frivolous, which made the white-browed young man snort coldly.
Wu Jie suddenly felt that the air around him was much heavier, and even breathing became a little difficult.
Fortunately, the middle-aged man laughed twice again, sweeping away the heavy atmosphere. Wu Jie finally regained his breath, and was surprised to realize that he had broken out in a cold sweat.
"Haha, young people have good eyesight, so let me introduce you. The guy next to me is so handsome that he can go to the largest brothel in the capital of Han Dynasty to run for the gold medal as Cowherd... Well, I won't mention his name, I usually call him...
...Baitou, you see his hair is very white."
"Fat man, stop saying a few words and no one will think you are dumb!" The voice of the white-haired young man had a metallic texture. When he heard him speak, Wu Jie felt as if someone was waving a sword in front of him, and the sword wind was blowing.
"That won't work! I'm about to ascend. If you don't make more jokes now, after I ascend, who else in the world will be willing to chat with you, a lonely ghost who doesn't care about your grandma and doesn't love your uncle? Is it possible that you plan to do that?
Are you talking while holding a sword?"
"I don't need to speak."
"...Grown your head, then you will really become a pervert!"
"What does the world think of me and what does it have to do with me? They have mouths. I can't just draw my sword and cut them all away just because they gossip about me."
"So don't always think about drawing a sword and slashing people... Think about it, besides drawing a sword and slashing people, have you done anything worth mentioning in your life?"
"I have wiped out more than a dozen sects, chopped up several famous fairy mountains, and killed many people who have returned to the seventh or eighth level of elixirs and even transcended tribulations."
"Then it's better to chop! Can't you find something more meaningful to do?"
"I have nothing but the sword."
"...So, if this continues, you will really become a pervert!"
"Are you better than me? You carry pots around all day long, and when you meet someone you like, you take them to eat and drink... Can you be a little reserved like a master of Huandan? Do you know that with your seniority, you are already a member of the major
Is the sect as high as the Patriarch?"
"I was originally a chef, and I entered Taoism through food. If I lost my ordinary mind because of my advanced Taoism, how could I have cultivated to the point where I am now?"
Listening to the conversation between these two people, Wu Jie's heart suddenly brightened, and he finally guessed the identities of these two people.
The two most legendary among the casual cultivators in the world, they have even been enshrined as gods in many places.
The Kitchen God Zhang Guangli, the Sword God abandons his sword disciple!
Zhang Guangli is a typical casual cultivator from the grassroots. He was originally just a chef and accidentally obtained a set of very common cultivation methods. Then he studied them while practicing. After he became successful in cultivation, he traveled around the world and got many opportunities. Finally, he finally became a generation. Grandmaster.
The most famous habit of this senior is that he carries a stove with him and likes to cast spells through cooking. He once fed tens of thousands of people with a bucket of rice, and once cooked a pot of soup to cause floods and stir up trouble. However, he is most famous for The art of bringing the dead back to life - Although there are many people with magical powers in the world, there are only a few who are truly famous for bringing the dead back to life, and he is one of them!
Compared to Zhang Guangli, who left countless legends, the deeds of the Sword Abandoner are much less numerous and monotonous. As Zhang Guangli said, this peerless swordsman seems to have been drawing swords and killing people all his life. But all the enemies who face him , as long as they didn't have time to escape, they were all hacked to death by him.
No matter how many people there are, no matter what the arrangements are, no matter what magic weapon is used, and no matter how high the practice is, as long as they run slowly, they will all be chopped to death with one sword.
If Zhang Guangli’s name as “Kitchen God” is behind all kinds of humorous and legendary stories, then behind the name of the Abandoned Swordsman as “Sword God” there are only mountains of corpses!
Wu Jie took a deep breath to calm himself down. Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Guangli suddenly smiled and waved his sleeves towards the wall.
The white powder wall instantly turned into a huge screen, and the scene beside the city wall was reflected on the screen.
In the small open space surrounded by countless people inside and outside, Zhang Guangli, who was leisurely holding a pot and cooking soup, laughed loudly, shouted "Here comes the pot!" and poured out the scalding pot of wine. Throw it on the ground.
The drinks fell to the floor, and five or six figures rolled out. Their faces were red and their eyes were hazy, as if they were very drunk.
Wu Jie looked carefully and saw that these people were all wearing military uniforms, and they looked like the soldiers who lay scattered on the ground!
At that time, he arrived a step too late and only saw the corpses of these soldiers on the spot. Although he killed Luo Che and avenged them, he was unable to recover after all, and he felt somewhat regretful. Unexpectedly, Zhang Guangli actually came back to life. Great supernatural power, resurrecting people who have been dead for a long time!
The families of the soldiers rushed over, crying and laughing while holding their drunken relatives who didn't understand what was going on. Meanwhile, everyone onlookers talked a lot and didn't know who to start with. People knelt down and worshiped Zhang Guangli, shouting "immortal".
But before they could kneel down, Zhang Guangli had already put away the pot, took a step forward with a smile, and disappeared without a trace.
With this step, a transparent figure returned to Zhang Guangli, and the wall finally returned to its original state.
Seeing this scene, Wu Jie no longer had any doubts and bowed down.
"Junior has met Senior Zhang, the Kitchen God, and Senior, the Sword God has abandoned me! I wonder if these two seniors have summoned this junior to come here. Do you have anything to tell me?"
He expected that these two seniors had important matters to give, but unexpectedly Zhang Guangli dragged him to sit down and have a drink and a meal.
After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, he had completely recovered. Just when he was about to ask what else he had to do, the Sword Abandoner spoke.
"That man just threatened to kill everyone in the city, why didn't you stop?"
Wu Jie was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "He can threaten me with tens of thousands of people in the city today, and he will definitely do even more crazy things in the future. As long as he is capable enough, he will kill hundreds of thousands of people, millions of people... How can I Can you let him go!"
"But in this case, the whole city will be buried with him."
"I will try my best to stop it. If I can't stop it, there is nothing I can do about it."
"Don't you think these people were killed by you?"
"It was Luo Che who killed them, not me."
"But you can't help but be a part of this boundless evil of killing. If you are exposed to this evil of killing, it will be difficult for you to overcome the tribulation and ascend in the future!"
"If I even let such a villain go, how can I talk about transcending the tribulation and ascending to heaven? What's more, if I let him go despite knowing that he is so crazy, shouldn't I be responsible for the crimes he commits in the future?"
"In this case, aren't you in a dilemma? You have to be involved in the crime of killing, don't you feel that you are at a disadvantage?"
Wu Jie was made more and more depressed by these words, and finally couldn't help but said loudly: "How can I care so much! Let's kill him first!"
When he said this, he immediately felt that Meng Lang was rude, and when he was about to apologize, the Sword Abandoner burst into laughter.
"That's right! Facing these extremely vicious people, how can we control so much! Let's cut them down before we start!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched Wu Jie's forehead.
"Your personality suits me very well, but your swordsmanship is really bad. Practice it!"
With this finger, a powerful sword intent was introduced into Wu Jie's mind, making him stay there immediately. He saw countless sword shadows tumbling in the spiritual world, and he didn't know how much energy he spent to put them out.
Summed up, it turns into a series of magical and sharp sword movements.
Wu Jie took a deep breath and opened his eyes. However, he found that it was already dark, and he was sitting alone in a hotel that was closing late at night. There was no one in front of him.
