Jiangye: I am the immortal of this world

Chapter 66 That Midsummer, Someone Climbed a Mountain!

South of Chang'an, under the mountains!
Practitioners from various sects in the world who want to try their luck have already climbed the mountain.

There is no priority when climbing a mountain. Those who climb to the top of the mountain will be the disciples of the master.

At the foot of the mountain, there is an orderly stand, which belongs to the nobles of the Tang Dynasty. It can be said that there is no sound and no words.

The envoys of various countries boasted fiercely to the practitioners of their own countries who appeared at the foot of the mountain.

It's as if you have already made a reservation before reaching the top of the mountain. The number of disciples handed down by the master is normal.

"Climbing today, those who climb to the top of the mountain will take the water ladle from the big tree on the top of the mountain, and then they will be the last personal disciple of the teacher."

Although it is a hot summer day, the college gentleman Li Manman is still wearing the same shabby cotton clothes.

The heat of midsummer is nothing like Li slowly!

Cao Zhifeng, the etiquette teacher in the front yard of the academy, looked at Prince Yan Long Qing and handed over the fireworks with a normal expression on his face.

If Mr. Da is not there, you can still go up to see him, but since Mr. Da is there, naturally you can only stay away.

Gongyang teaches, and he doesn't care whether the students of the academy or the practitioners from various countries in the world want the fireworks to rely on their beliefs.

It was directly forced into their hands. There are always a few mavericks who want to show some limelight.

But this is mountaineering, the mountain road is dangerous, and there are many formations, if you are not careful, you will die on the spot!

"Disciples, climb the mountain!"

Cao Zhifeng stood on the bluestone and shouted loudly!
Seven people from the academy's surgery department passed in front of Cao Zhifeng.

Cao Zhifeng looked at Ning Que and said, "Ning Que, your cultivation is a bit weak. Mountain climbing is a test, so don't force it."

The second floor reopened, and the Master came in person. From all the countries in the world, the people sent by the cultivating sects were all practitioners of the Dongxuan realm.

Ning Que's cultivation was the lowest in the academic department of the academy, and he reckoned that he was about to be carried down when he walked halfway up the mountain.

Ning Que's lips curved slightly and he said, "Thank you very much, Professor Cao, for teaching me. Ning Que will definitely keep it in mind."

Practitioners walked past Cao Zhifeng and walked up the mountain road leading to fame and wealth.

In an instant, the mountains were filled with clouds and mist, and the same was true on the mountain road!
The figures of the climbers were hidden in the clouds and mist, but the old students of the academy were placed on the mountain path.

But he recorded the situation on the mountain road one by one, and sent it back to the foot of the mountain.

It was handed over to the academy to teach and explain, and the dignitaries of the Tang Dynasty, princes, princes and ministers in the stands all looked worried.

Among the academy's academic subjects, none of the outstanding ones were from the Tang Dynasty. The only one, Ning Que, was from the frontier army.

Jin Wucai, Situ Yilan and other noble ladies from Chang'an climbed the mountain just for fun.

"Tang Country, Linjiang County. Fireworks are sent out with faith, and people are rescued!"

"Tang Kingdom, Jiannan County. Fireworks are sent out with faith, and people are rescued!"

"Xiling, Guangming Palace. Send out fireworks with faith, and let people save you!"

Not even halfway up the mountain, more than ten people had already lifted him down from the mountain trail.

In the stands, Jiang Chun got up and looked at the cloud-shrouded mountain path, and said, "Uncle Ye, Mr. Chen, the mountain is there. I want to go and see what's different about this mountain?"

Everyone in the world praises the Academy and the Tang Dynasty, is it really that good?
Ye Hongyu looked at Jiang Chun, and said coldly: "Climb the mountain and watch it. When you see that little fat man, remember to beat him up."

A genius in Guanli entered the academy, and he was also the youngest practitioner in the realm of knowing fate in Xiling.

Chen Xuan looked at the mountain road, saw the arrogant son of light, saw the person who regarded others as nothing, and said with a smile: "This summer, someone climbed the mountain, and you were the last to climb the mountain. You are famous!"

A few hundred years later, there will definitely be historical records recording the grand occasion today.

In the midsummer of that year, the academy opened, and some people climbed the mountain at the latest.

Jiang Chun walked down the stands step by step, and walked towards the winding path at the foot of the mountain.

Cao Zhifeng wanted to hand Jiang Chunyi a letter of fireworks, but Jiang Chun refused and went straight up the mountain road.
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In that stand, some people sighed, some people laughed.

In this stand, Priest Mo Li had the lowest status, so he sat in the corner.

"The people in Guannei climbed the mountain, don't they want to deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors?"

Mo Li looked at Jiang Chun who had already entered the mountain path, and couldn't help saying angrily.

Not far away, Yan Se stood up and said, "Haha, Mo Li, do you know why you have been a priest for so many years?"

"Because you're stupid! You, a priest, want to take care of the people in the temple, are you still awake from the dream last night?"

Ning Que's hope of being eliminated is even greater. Long Qing's Dao Xin has lost more than half, and he may lose.

So how could Shou Guan Jiang Chun be defeated?
"Uncle Yan Se, you."

Priest Mo Li glared, but did not dare to say the words he had already swallowed.

There are many great priests in the temple, and no one can surpass the great priest Yan Se in terms of scoundrels.

For this kind of situation, Li Qingshan, the national teacher, is no stranger to it, every time he goes to Xiling, his senior brother always has to quarrel with the adjudicating priest a few times before venting his anger.
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The sound of explanations given by the professors in the academy was still loud and deafening.

In the stands, Ye Hongyu turned sideways and asked, "Chen Daoyou, keep your eyes on the mountain, what did Chen Daoyou see?"

Although she is not very clear about the geometry of Chen Xuanxiu in Taiping Dao, she thinks it is extraordinary and refined.

But the clouds and mist are shrouded in the mountains, and there is nothing to see in the large formation, so what can you see?

Chen Xuan withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Hongyu, who was approaching. After moving a few inches to the other side, he said with a smile: "The formation is surrounded endlessly, and the mountain scenery is obscured by clouds and mist."

"I can only see that there is a tree on the mountain, and there is a gourd hanging on the tree."

"There is someone under the tree, drinking two bottles of wine, waiting for someone to climb to the top!"

Two pots are two pots, never two pots.

Ye Hongyu suppressed his smile and said, "That summer, Master drank two pots of wine at the top of the mountain, waiting for his direct disciple to arrive."

"In Chen Daoyou's opinion, who can climb to the top, take down the water ladle, and become the last personal disciple of Master?"

Hear it!

Everyone in the stands was all in high spirits, some unruly seniors had already gambled.

The person with the highest winning percentage has changed from Long Qing to Jiang Chun.

Chen Xuan opened his eyes slightly, looked at the mountain road, and said with a smile: "Halfway through the climber's journey, he has passed the rockfall, and that is where he enters the place where he asks questions."

"From my point of view, I can't see the slightest bit. Only the master can determine who this personal disciple is."

"However, Ning Que is somewhat likely to climb to the top of the mountain. His heart is so strong that few people can shake it."

Those who would rather lack, would rather lack than abuse!
Yan Se got up and said with a smile: "Everyone, Ning Que is just a little cultivator in the realm of no confusion, how can he reach the top of the mountain?"

"A young man, where does he have a strong heart!"

But the more he said this, the more unsure Yan Se felt!

Chen Xuan smiled and said nothing, the mountains are still cloudy, but the result is about to be seen.

(End of this chapter)