Tomorrow is the day to board the ship to Zhoushan. Team leader Du Xingyan proposed that everyone get together on Fuzhou Mountain. Rumors circulated among the students said that Abbot Zhao once singled out forty-eight monks from the Third Palace on Fuzhou Mountain.
This is very fascinating.
What Mo Buping didn't expect was that Master Kun Dao Wang, who had not had much contact with the students, also came, which made everyone feel very excited. Kun Dao was very rare in the training class for architectural monks. How could he travel with Kun Dao?
It's a happy thing to say.
What's more, Taoist Wang has a good appearance. According to Lan Shuimo, he is one of the best in their Huizhen Pavilion. Mo Buping also thinks Taoist Wang is good-looking, but he is not as enthusiastic as Taoist Lan Shuimo and Amber. He thinks that his daughter-in-law Aru
She is the most beautiful female nun in the world.
The bright moon hung high, and everyone went up to the top of Fuzhou Mountain together, overlooking the wide Xuanwu Lake below. The lake reflected the moonlight, making it look particularly tranquil.
Lan Shuimo looked at the pavilion next to him and said, "Is this the Manlu Pavilion? Is the abbot really fighting alone against forty-eight monks from the Third Palace here?"
Mo Buping said: "Qianxun Daotong from the inspection team said it. She said she was a witness to this battle, so she shouldn't be wrong."
Du Xingyan said: "Forty-eight, it sounds like an exaggeration, but I asked Wang Zhipeng and Tantai A Bing. Although they were evasive, they did not deny this number."
Taoist Hubo looked up and down the Manlu Pavilion, and suddenly felt that the pavilion seemed much taller. He stepped forward to enter the pavilion, but Taoist Wang stopped him: "Don't go in!"
Taoist Hu Hu was stunned and didn't know why. Taoist Wang took out a piece of silk cloth from the storage artifact and spread it on the ground. He took out a lot of food and put it between the silk cloth and said: "Sit here."
Mo Buping nodded: "Don't step into the place where the abbot shows his power easily. We still have to show more respect."
So everyone sat on the ground, eating, looking at the pavilion, and then at the Xuanwu Lake in the distance at the bottom of the mountain. It was a different feeling when the spring breeze blew.
Lan Shuimo stuffed a mouthful of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, and ate it very deliciously: "What's so delicious about this? Oh, sweet-scented osmanthus cake...it tastes good. By the way, Taoist Wang, what's your name? It's impossible."
After the bridge is built, should I still call you Daozhang Wang? Didn’t you see that in the first few days after we arrived, as soon as we called you Daozhang Wang, more than a dozen of our colleagues turned around."
Taoist Hubo smiled: "Fellow Taoist Lan, why didn't you tell me that among all the people named Wang in our training class, there is no one who calls himself Taoist Master? There is only one Taoist Master Wang!"
Du Xingyan stopped him: "Okay, let's talk about something else. What's there to talk about? It's like your name is Taoist Hubo. Is there any difference between you and Taoist Wang?"
"Huh? By the way, Amber, I heard that you joined the Junshan Taoist Technology Research Institute, why did you come to become a construction monk?"
"Well, actually, I came here after seeing what the abbot said in "Junshan Notes". To be honest, I prefer shipbuilding, and I understand shipbuilding, but I know little about architecture."
"We are all the same. Lan Shuimo and I like practice balls, and Xiao Mo is proficient in lottery. Didn't he come here because of Abbot Zhao's call?"
"I'll reveal that fellow Taoist Lan is trying to break through the situation and find enlightenment!"
In the midst of laughter, Lan Shuimo asked Taoist Wang: "Taoist Wang, why don't you speak? And why are you?"
Wang Daozhang looked at Ganlu Pavilion, tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said: "I was attracted by the picture of this bridge. I just wanted to see if such a magnificent bridge could really be erected over the river.
.I want to see if there are any other bridges in the future, or the kind of tall buildings that Abbot Zhao mentioned that can touch the white clouds, tunnels that can pass through the bottom of the sea, dams that can stop floods, and cars and horses that can run quickly.
The avenue..."
This is the scene that Zhao Ran described when he came to speak to everyone after the last class yesterday. Such a scene made every student excited. One day has passed, and it is still remembered clearly by the students.
Make it clear and preach it often.
Following Wang Daozhang's words, several people also repeated in unison: "...We must use our own Taoism to draw a grand blueprint with our own hands, build a civilized and prosperous country, and create a great
era, establish the strongest faith in Taoism!"
I recited it several times. Although the reciting voice was not loud, it was resolute and powerful. It spread far and wide, and seemed to spread throughout the hills covering Zhoushan Mountain.
After a long time, Taoist Wang suddenly smiled: "I have thought of what my name should be."
Several people were very curious and asked: "What's your name?"
"I am determined to build this civilized and prosperous country. From now on, please call me Jianguo. Wang Jianguo! Taoist priest Wang Jianguo!"
Another day later, under the leadership of Du Yangchen, all members of the architectural monk training class set off, boarded the largest warship sent by Longtan Guard from Yanziji Pier, and sailed down the river to Zhoushan.
On an uninhabited island in Zhoushan, two masters, Lu Xixing and Du Yangchen, jointly designed an offensive and defensive battle. The monks from Chaotian Palace were the attackers, with the goal of seizing the central high ground garrisoned by the students of the architectural monk training class.
Although the Chaotian Palace monks only have half the number of students in the training class, they have masters and archmage, and they have been training for nearly half a year. Facing the students of the training class who have only trained for a month and are not specialized in training battle formations and fighting techniques
, has a greater advantage. In the judgment of Du Yangchen and Lu Xixing, if it can hold on for half a day, it is considered qualified.
Zhao Ran, who made a special trip to watch the battle, was not so pessimistic, but he also believed that the battle would be over within one day. Therefore, two subjects, namely offensive and defensive conversion and summary training, were arranged in the next two days of the trip.
But the actual combat process left the three "leaders" present speechless.
The students in the advanced training class did fail, and the central high ground was finally occupied by the Chaotian Palace monks, but this process was neither half a day nor one day, but three full days.
While guarding the central high ground, these low- and middle-level monks displayed an indescribably touching momentum. They sacrificed their lives, fought one after another, fought to the death, and held on until the last person.
Because of the existence of the healing elixir, Taoist duel training is a real fight, which will cause injuries, pain, and bleeding. During the duel, these young students ignored it and made the Chaotian Palace monks return without success more than once.
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During the drill, Lu Xixing and Du Yangchen almost every time pointed at the students, activated the protective gas shields on their bodies, and removed their qualifications to continue the drill. More than 70% of the students were directly judged to have been killed, which shows how tragic the situation was.
In particular, the seventh group led by Du Xingyan was attacked by twenty monks from Chaotian Palace while stationed on a hillside path. After Mo Buping, Lan Shuimo, Amber, and Du Xingyan were judged to be "dead in battle" one after another, Wang Jianguo picked up three Sky-shattering weapons.
Lei, without hesitation, rushed into the crowd of monks from Chaotian Palace, and died together with three other monks. He also seriously injured many others, and achieved the greatest result of this exercise for the training class students.
After Wang Jianguo was rescued by Du Yangchen, he was covered in blood. Lan Shuimo, Hu Hu and others who were also injured gathered around her and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Du Yangchen was silent at this scene, and the corners of Lu Xixing's eyes were moist. Zhao Ran took a deep breath and asked Du Yangchen: "How are my students?"
Du Yangchen said: "Group 7, can Abbot Zhao give up his love?"