Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 442 Admission
Yesterday, when I was looking out from the Zhaixing Tower, my friends pointed out the sparks in the vast city of Peiye under the moon.

The square and chessboard-like lights in the near and far distance are the 108 squares in the capital. Only the Tang Dynasty Emperor's City is so regulated in the world, and a city with a population of millions is built so neatly, like a sea of ​​lights on land, which is "the White Jade Capital in the sky and the Chang'an City on earth".

And in the midst of such refinement, looking north, there is an extremely large group of buildings that do not conform to the block system. It is majestic, magnificent and beautiful, with continuous golden eaves and green tiles shimmering in the moonlight. In the already prosperous and magnificent Emperor's City, it still shows a higher level of architectural standards - it is the undisputed center of Shenjing, the Imperial City of the Tang Dynasty.

The palace was embedded in the imperial city and the lights were dim. Pei Ye's friends pointed out the place for him for a long time, but lacking basic knowledge, he still didn't understand where the saint lived.

But he was clear about another thing - that is, surrounding this imperial city, various government offices were lined up, forming the absolute core of the entire city and even the entire country.

The residences of princes and princesses, high-ranking officials, and favorites of the inner court are lined up side by side. In front of the three provinces, six ministries, nine temples and five academies, there are endless officials. This circle of squares is usually called "Shengqianfang". The streets are made of white stones and the walls are made of vermilion. Although there are no restrictions on entry and exit, there are indeed few ordinary people.

The Great Tang Daoqi Society was an institution established with the imperial pen and the imperial decree of the Immortal Terrace. Xiujianyuan was the carrier and proof of the operation of the Daoqi Society. It was built in this area in a dignified manner, located on the southern edge of Xingdaofang.

But when Pei Ye stood in front of the gate, he almost suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

This is a quiet area surrounded by the center of the Emperor's City. A quiet forest and a small pond separate the long street and the government office outside. White walls and black tiles can be seen from afar among the branches and leaves. It is cool and quiet.

It has none of the majesty of the government offices we have seen along the way. There is only a simple black wooden door at the entrance. It is very clean and should have been very quiet. It is indeed outside of all power and does not need any pomp and circumstance.

But now there are at least twenty people standing in front of the door.

They must have come from all corners of the world like Pei Ye, wearing clothes that he had never seen before, and carrying swords in a way that he had never seen before - one person carried six swords on his back, like a general in an opera. Not all of them were alone, some brought old servants with them, and Pei Ye even saw a line of carriages and horses.

Pei Ye frowned and hesitated for a moment, but according to Tang law, only government offices or high-ranking officials above the third rank could open their doors facing the street outside the town. He stood in front of the door and looked up, but saw no plaque, only a line of sharp and graceful words engraved on the stone beam: "Chang'an Xiujianyuan".

Small characters in the lower right line: "The Gathering of the Thirty-three Sword Masters of the Tang Dynasty".

It is indeed here.

But soon he was no longer confused. When he got closer, he saw a small table in front of the open wooden door. A middle-aged man in Taoist robes was sitting at the table, looking through something calmly. His hair was slightly messy, and his clothes and boots were not very neat, but he did not look sloppy. Instead, he exuded a kind of easy-going and unrestrained style.

A young man with a sword on his back was standing in front of the desk, talking to him and answering something.

The questions and answers were soon over. The middle-aged man in Taoist robes picked up a pen and wrote something on a piece of paper and handed some books to the young man. The young man bowed twice and walked into the door solemnly.

Pei Ye then noticed that behind the middle-aged man in Taoist robes stood an old man holding a wine gourd. He also had gray hair tied up with a hairpin, and wore cloth clothes and cloth shoes. He was leaning against the wall and watching quietly, with a somewhat worn sword leaning against his legs.

Then he soon realized what he had encountered.

It turns out that the Sword Academy's annual recruitment session in late autumn happens to be today.

"What a coincidence."

"That's why I asked you to get up." Black Cat said, "On the first day of school, you need to build good relationships with your classmates."

".kitten."

"Ok?"

"You are becoming more and more useful."

Pei Ye looked more carefully and found that the people outside the door were indeed lined up in a vague order. He retreated to the back with the cat in his arms and stood behind a swordsman with some curiosity.

This man was also very young, about twenty years old, wearing a light-colored robe and with neatly-tied hair. He looked like an elegant scholar, but he did not carry a book, but instead carried a very new sword on his back.

He turned around and looked at Pei Ye curiously: "Brother, are you also a sword student admitted this year?"

Pei Ye looked up in surprise: "Ah, yes, nice to meet you."

"I thought I had recognized all my fellow practitioners this year." The man smiled and said, "I am Wang Shousi, a disciple of the Golden Crow. May I ask your honorific name?"

"My name is Pei Ye, and I'm from Shaolong." Pei Ye clasped his fists and bowed. On the way, he temporarily made up the names of the thirty-three sword sects. He remembered that the Jinwu Sect was the southeastern sword sect, majoring in the sword of extreme yang. It was listed together with Kongtong in the Golden Book, and there should be no Tianlou in the sect.

Wang Shousi was at a loss for a moment, raised his eyes as if searching for something, and asked hesitantly: "Are you a disciple of Kongtong?"

"No, I'm just an independent person." Pei Ye smiled, "I don't have a master from a sect."

"Oh." Wang Shousi frowned slightly and smiled apologetically, "Forgive me, I really haven't heard of your name. So you are taking the quota of the Tang Dynasty?"

Pei Ye was stunned. This really stumped him. He was not originally a sword student in the plan, and he didn't know what position he was in. He came here suddenly and didn't say hello to the Sword Academy first. He could only touch his head and said vaguely: "It should be. Right."

Wang Shousi looked at him with some doubt, but politely did not ask any more questions. Instead, Pei Ye raised his head and asked curiously, "Do you know all the new sword students who entered the hospital this year?"

"There are twenty-four or twenty-five people in total. It's easy to tell who is from which sect." Wang Shousi smiled, "Just make a note of the other six people from the Tang Dynasty."

Daoqihui recruits more than 25 people every year, but these are the only ones who come to the Shenjing Sword Academy, all of whom are geniuses among geniuses. For these people, they have been friends with their masters since childhood and have discussed swordsmanship everywhere after growing up. In fact, each other's names are not unfamiliar, and many of them have met each other.

Especially after the formation of the Thirty-Three Sword Gates, this circulation became even more frequent.

Naturally, no one knew Pei Ye, an outsider who came out of the mountains.

"Look, that's Huashan Wen Zheng." Wang Shousi pointed to the person who was walking up to the table.

Pei Ye looked over and saw a pretty, smiling woman with a very fair face. She had her sword tied behind her waist, which was unusual. She had been leaning against a large maroon horse.

He obviously had never heard of this name, but Wang Shousi thought it did not need an explanation. He looked at the two figures behind the case and murmured curiously, "I wonder who are the two Daoqi who are guiding us..."

At this time, a voice came from behind: "Excuse me, is this the place where Daoqihui is admitted?"

Pei Ye turned around and saw a graceful and elegant woman with a curious girl - the girl was obviously younger than him.

"That's right." Pei Ye nodded. The two men were wearing similar clothes and holding similar swords. The woman had a gentle and pretty appearance, but with her flying eyebrows and eyes, she looked bright and heroic.

The girl still looked a little immature, with a bun-like hairstyle and delicate features, but she had two rather short eyebrows, which gave her a silly and cute look. She had no luggage on her, only a short sword in her hand.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, then we found the right place. Shenjing City is too big. We knew it was in Xingdaofang, but we still walked around several times."

Pei Ye smiled and said, "You must have come from Zhuque Avenue. Because of the forest, it is blocked from view from that side. If you walk from East 1st Street, you will be able to see it better."

The woman nodded suddenly and said with a smile: "My name is Ning Shuhong from Emei, and this is my junior sister Zhu Shishi. I wonder which sword school you are from?"

Pei Ye had no choice but to say: "I don't have a sect, I don't know anyone, I'm just listening to this brother's introduction."

"Oh." Ning Shuhong took her junior sister to greet Wang Shousi again. It was obvious that both parties had only heard of him but had never seen him before, and they showed some surprise to each other.

Pei Ye didn't know that this scholar with a fresh temperament had won the first place in the Southeast Thirty Sects Sword Competition for nine consecutive years since he was twelve years old, and was regarded as the hope of the revival of the Golden Crow by people inside and outside; nor did he know that this woman, alone with a sword, killed 23 bandit camps in ten mountains last year, killed 271 people in one night, and her clothes were soaked with blood. People said, "A tree is red on the top of the green mountain." At this time, he didn't understand the "long admiration" between them. He saw Ning Shuhong also opened her eyes and looked at them slowly, sighing softly: "Sure enough, they are all heroes in the world."

Wang Shousi pointed to a direction with a smile and without saying a word. Ning Shuhong looked over there and suddenly his eyes froze.

Pei Ye also looked over there. There was a man standing under the shade of the tree. It was the young man with six swords on his back whom he had just noticed. He was dressed in a dark color, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very sharp and cold temperament. When he looked at him carefully, a strange feeling arose - it was not him who was carrying a sword, but six swords surrounding him.

"That is."

Wang Shousi nodded and said softly, "【Sword Demon】Yang Zhenbing."

".He actually just entered the sword training academy?"

Wang Shousi laughed: "For people like this, when to go in is entirely up to their own will. Some like to go in earlier, while others can't make time and go in later. Look at the person next to him, he just arrived."

Ning Shuhong's eyes moved, and this time they really stayed still, and she murmured, "Zuoqiu Longhua."

She was a very tall woman with a pure face. She was sitting cross-legged on the ground, flipping through an old book. She was wearing a gray robe and holding an ancient sword. She had a very restrained temperament. Her hair, face, clothes and boots all seemed simpler than the people around her. These were the characteristics she brought from the high altitudes of the Western countries.

She has a pair of extremely silent eyes, as if she is immersed in her own world, isolated from everyone.

Among the seven jades of Tianshan Mountain, [Fei Qiong] and [Bu Ci Jian] Zuo Qiu Longhua.

Pei Ye remembered that Miss Ming had mentioned this woman whom he met when he was asking about sword skills, and used her to implicitly criticize him for being too spiritual and distracted when practicing sword skills, and not being able to take root.

These were names that he had only heard of but never seen. Pei Ye now felt the same "long-admired" feeling as the two people beside him. He had never thought that one day he would be able to practice sword skills with these people.

The team moved forward little by little, and the swordsmen passed by the case one by one. From afar, it could be seen that Yang Zhenbing and Zuoqiu Longhua had a few more questions and answers when they were handing over the case. The old man with the wine gourd at the back also asked a few questions.

By the time a few people had almost reached the door, there were only a few people left in line. Standing in front of the desk was a young man with a bronze complexion who looked like he had seen a lot of wind and rain.

The man was dressed like the kind of martial artist Pei Ye was most familiar with. He had obviously come from afar, with his sleeves tied around his legs, his clothes and boots were washed to a pale color, and he was holding only a sword in his arms.

"That's Senior Brother Chu Shuiting from Shushan." Ning Shuhong said. They were both in the southwest, so she recognized him at first sight and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Chu is very proficient in swordsmanship. I can still communicate with him if we just sit and talk about swordsmanship, but if we fight with swords, I can't even take ten moves."

Chu Shuiting seemed to hear it, turned around and smiled at them, revealing his white teeth.

The middle-aged man in Taoist robes in front of him lowered his head and read: "Chu Shuiting, a true disciple of Shushan Sunset Palace, learned from Jie Keji, 21 years old, in the spiritual realm of swordsmanship, eight life meridians, and mastered the "Canyu Jing". Shushan recommended: 'Shuiting has a talent for swordplay in Shushan for a hundred years. Although he is a little clumsy in swordsmanship, he is smart and intelligent. He is willing to receive enlightenment from the Tao and seek the ultimate sword' - Qi Ziyun wrote this for you?"

"Replying to Jian Qi, it's the head master uncle."

"It's been a long time since I've seen his handwriting. He has great regards for you."

"Disciple is ashamed."

"Document of place of origin."

Chu Shuiting took out another booklet.

"Xia Di."

Chu Shuiting took off a silver medal.

"The admission test pass signature."

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It was at this moment that Pei Ye began to stiffen. He looked at the two people in front and behind him hesitantly, opened his mouth but said nothing.

But soon Chu Shuiting went in, and another noble lady in gorgeous clothes walked forward.

She was the owner of the carriage, and she walked forward holding a long sword with a green sheath and jade handle. There was an indescribable reserved elegance in her movements.

It was not just one or two actions, but the manners that were cultivated by being in a certain environment for a long time. Even in front of the door on the street, she performed with the most precise etiquette.

People from different sects are very easy to identify, as their clothes are inevitably dusty. Even if they are all geniuses in their own sects, they are full of curiosity and unfamiliarity with places like Shenjing. The White Jade Street and the Red-walled Yamen are not places they often hang out, and the various colors of blue and purple are also relatively unfamiliar clothing.

This noble lady must have grown up in such an environment. I don't know if she is a daughter of a high-ranking official or a noble family. No one spoke. Pei Ye watched her walk forward. He took her documents like a middle-aged man in front of the desk and bowed his head and said, "Lu Xiu."

Seeing this person entering with the same standardized process, Pei Ye was a little unsettled. After hesitating for a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Brother Wang, do I need to prepare any proof for this admission registration?"

Wang Shousi slowly turned his head, and Ning Shuhong also fixed his eyes on him. The two of them looked at him in silence and astonishment.

"No, no, I mean the admission process." Pei Ye was a little nervous. "Besides checking one by one like this, is there another recommended method?"

Wang Shousi was silent for a long time, and his eyes seemed to have regarded him as a strange person who wanted to sneak into the Sword Academy: ".Everyone is recommended by their own sects. Brother Pei, you are from the Tang Dynasty, so you are recommended by the Tang Dynasty, but no matter who recommends you, you must pass the entrance examination. There are four things to prepare: the first is the official document proving that you are a citizen of the Tang Dynasty; the second is the admission recommendation letter from the sect or the court; the third is the signature issued after passing the entrance examination; the fourth is the chivalrous certificate. If you don't have it, you can go to the Immortal Platform to apply for it with the recommendation letter. Brother Pei, what is missing?"

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Pei Ye forced a smile, raised his hand and touched his waist inconspicuously. He got up in a hurry and didn't even bring the Bronze Sparrow Certificate.

In fact, no one ever told him to use so many things!
With such a nervous mood and bearing the strange looks from friends he just met, it was finally his turn to come to the case.

It was already past. Wang Shousi was waiting in the yard, with Ning Shuhong watching him quietly from half a meter away behind him.

Pei Yeli stood in front of the desk with empty hands. The middle-aged man in Taoist robe frowned, raised his head and stretched out his hand to him.

"Hello, sir. This is what happened. I didn't bring my hometown documents, and I didn't pass the entrance exam. I also forgot to bring my chivalrous certificate." Pei Ye blushed a little, and touched the letter of recommendation at his waist awkwardly. "I can make up for it later. Someone recommended me."

The old man behind him suddenly tilted his head and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Pei Ye."

The middle-aged man in Taoist robes had no change in expression, obviously he had not heard anything. But the old man looked up and said "Oh".

"It's you. Go in first. Bring your chivalrous certificate to get a stamp tomorrow." The old man smiled slightly, lowered his head to meet the middle-aged man's gaze, and gestured, "Set up a file. Mr. Tong has come to say hello."

Pei Ye's hand, which was about to take out the letter, froze at his waist in confusion.

At this moment, he remembered Xu Chuo's words: "Practice is the most important thing, you should go and get admission to the Sword Training Academy first."

She obviously didn't know that Ming Qitian had given him the letter of recommendation.

(End of this chapter)