Xuandu Guan, the four of them, naturally passed this level smoothly.
For them, the difficulty of these five test questions is not to pass the test, but how to pass the test beautifully.
By the third gate, there were only ten people left.
Xuanduguan has four of his own, Ming Wei, Ji Xiaowu, and Yang Shu have three more. Of the dozens of people who wanted to stand out in front of the emperor, only three are left here.
The third gate is guarded by a female crown.
There was a row of pens and papers in front of her. When she saw them coming, she said, "Pindao, there is only one question here. If you answer it, you will pass."
The few people who had passed the two levels just now were extremely difficult and dangerous, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Xuandu Guanxian was a very skilled person, so if this happened again, they would simply admit defeat.
"Please ask the question, Chief Immortal."
The female crown said: "Li Zhenji, the real person of Linghui, was a legendary scholar three hundred years ago. He traveled around all over the world in his life. May I ask where he was during the four years of Shoude?"
After asking, she pointed to the pen and paper in front of her: "Please write down your answers on the paper. After all the answers, Pindao will announce the results."
When this question was asked, many people looked confused.
Most of them have heard of Master Linghui, but as Nu Guan said, he traveled all over the world throughout his life and never stayed in one place for too long. Except for a few major events that clearly recorded his whereabouts, who knows where he is at other times.
wave?
Maybe, is there any unconventional classic that records this matter? Then this question should test the amount of reading. Although it is easier than the first two questions, but if you don’t know, you just don’t know, so you can only admit defeat.
The two people who had defeated the first two levels by force were at a loss here. Looking at the women's crown's clothes, they should be uncles from Xuanduguan. Thinking about it, they might not even be able to defeat the disciples in the second level, let alone the disciples in the second level.
What's more, his elders could only sigh and give up.
"I can't answer this question, so I'll take my leave."
"Me too."
The female crown smiled and nodded: "You two are laymen, it is rare to come here. Please."
There was also a scribe who felt that there must be a mystery to this issue and was still thinking hard and refused to give up.
"Cousin." Mingwei just called out and was interrupted by Ji Xiaowu.
"Wait a minute, I think I can answer this question."
Mingwei paused and smiled: "Okay, since my cousin thinks he can answer it, I won't say more."
Ji Xiaowu didn't like to read serious books since he was a child, but he read a lot of casual books, especially those fairy tales and miscellaneous collections recording Jianghu events. He has an excellent memory and can draw inferences from one instance to another, which makes him an excellent reading seed.
Because of this, the Ji family hated his depravity.
"The fourth year of Shoude was the reign of Emperor Taizong of the Yan Dynasty... Linghui Zhenren was born in the seventh year of Huanglong..."
Ji Xiaowu muttered something, his eyes became brighter and brighter. After a moment, he stepped forward confidently, wrote his answer on the paper, wrote down his name, and handed it to Nu Guan.
The female crown took it with a smile and put it aside for the time being.
The rest of the people also stepped forward and wrote their answers, which were handed over to the female crown one by one.
In the end, only Yang Shu was left.
While others were writing answers, he just stood there doing nothing, as if it was none of his own business, and had no intention of answering the question at the moment.
The female crown looked at him: "This young master, you are the only one left."
Yang Shu said: "I don't know."
Nu Guanyi raised her eyebrows: "So the young master wants to give up?"
Yang Shu smiled and said, "Can't we fight over?"
The female crown was surprised and asked one more question: "Young Master, do you want to use force to force your way through the border?"
"That's right. I was forced to read a few books, but you won't even listen to these weird things. I don't even know the year of birth and death of this real person Linghui. How can I know?
Where did he stay virtuous for four years?"
Nu Guan laughed: "That's fine. Since the young master has made this choice, please wait a moment."
She took out the remaining seven answers, unfolded the first one, and read out: "Beimang."
The second picture: "Yunjing."
The third picture: "Beimang."
The remaining four pictures are all Beimang.
The scribe's face turned pale. Yun Jing's answer was his.
Nu Guan handed the piece of paper back to him: "Master Zhang, why are you answering Yun Jing?"
The scribe took his answer and whispered: "During the reign of Taizu of the previous dynasty, the poet Yuan Qi wrote a poem to send Ling Hui to Yunjing. That poem was written in the seventeenth year of Kaiping and the fourth year of Shoude.
There is a difference of five years. So..."
The female crown nodded: "That makes sense. Five years apart, it is not surprising that Linghui Zhenren traveled from Lingnan to Yunjing for one or two years. It is very close to Shoude's four years, so it is indeed possible that he traveled from Lingnan to Yunjing.
."
"But the answer for late students is wrong?"
The female crown smiled and took the first card: "Mr. Ji?"
Ji Xiaowu said: "Here."
"Why did you write about Beimang?"
Ji Xiaowu replied: "First, as Mr. Zhang said, in the 17th year of Kaiping, it can be confirmed that Linghui Zhenren was in Lingnan and wanted to go to Yunjing. I have not read relevant records after that. But in the third year of Shoude, something happened
One thing happened, Beimang was in chaos. Yunjing was not far from Beimang. Even if Master Linghui had left Yunjing at that time, he must have been in the north. With his character, he would definitely go to help, so I guessed that he was in Beimang.
Mang."
Nu Guan nodded: "What Mr. Ji said is true. In the chaos in Beimang that year, Master Linghui did go there and was seriously injured. In the notes written by his friend Jingzhen, it was clearly written that Linghui
The real person was injured once and was bedridden for a full year. The time is not stated in the notes, but according to the calculation, it should be the injury sustained during the Beimang Rebellion. Therefore, during the fourth year of Shoude, the real person Linghui should be recuperating in Beimang."
She smiled and nodded to Ji Xiaowu: "Congratulations, young master."
In this level, six of the seven people who answered the question got it right.
Mr. Zhang sighed and said goodbye to everyone: "I didn't expect that I passed the first two levels, but I failed at this one. It's because I'm not good at reading and my skills are not as good as others. I wish you all a smooth climb to the top. See you soon."
Naturally, Mingwei answered correctly. In addition to what Nu Guan said, she also knew one more thing. The Beimang Chaos was the place where the souls of the first-generation life masters were sacrificed, so she knew clearly that the real person Ling Hui participated in this battle.
Nu Guan smiled and looked at Yang Shu: "Master, you are the only one left."
Yang Shu smiled and looked at Shandao.
Ah Xuan was running towards this side. He finally reached it and held up the shark leather umbrella: "Young Master."
Yang Shu took it and without saying a word, he stood up and rushed straight to the square gate.
The female crown jumped up at the same time, flicked the fly whisk, and rolled towards Yang Shu.
Yang Shu didn't turn around. He raised his arm, opened the shark leather umbrella, and spun away quickly.
The female crown taps lightly and jumps higher.
Hearing a soft sound, Yang Shu pulled out his sword from the handle of the umbrella.
The sword energy was like a dragon, sweeping up in an instant.
Everyone saw the figures of the two people changing rapidly, and after a while, they couldn't tell who was who.