the heavens

Chapter 85 Eight Seats
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Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, this is already the eighth disciple accepted by Xiaoyao Academy since its opening.

Among these eight disciples, except for the chief disciple Wang Jian who was personally chosen by the immortal master, the other seven had passed the test of the Unleashing Sword Stone before entering the Xiaoyao Academy.

Among these seven people, there are children, young girls, swordsmen, cooks, and warlocks. They are of different ages. The oldest one seems to be a Confucian scholar who is over half a hundred years old, and the youngest one is the eight-year-old who was just mentioned. Year old child.

Immortal preaching, regardless of origin, no matter how high or low, no matter how high or low, but a stone to untie the sword, I don't know how many people have been stopped.

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In the Xiaoyao Academy, Lu Fengqiu looked at the eight people of different shapes in the hall, and said, "Wang Jian, you are the chief disciple of the Xiaoyao Academy, and you are the first one on the left."

Wang Jian bowed and walked to the first person on the left side of the hall to sit on his knees.

"Lu Ao, you are the No. 1 stone for Xie Jian, ranking second from the left in Xiaoyao Academy."

Lu Fengqiu said.

A young man dressed in fine clothes and a long sword hanging from his waist came out. This young man was about 20 years old, and his name was Lu Ao. He was the first person to pass the test of the sword-breaking stone.

Lu Ao bowed towards Lu Fengqiu, and then sat in the second place from the left.

"Bai Yu'er, you are the second person under Xie Jianshi, and you are the third person from the left."

A pretty girl about thirteen or fourteen years old came out, bowed to Lu Fengqiu, and sat in the third place from the left.

"Laifu, you are the third person under Xiejianshi, and you are the fourth person from the left."

Laifu is a cook, in his early 30s, short in stature, like a short winter melon, but with extremely bright eyes, he smiled innocently, saluted Lu Fengqiu, and sat down to the fourth place from the left.

"Xie Qin, you are the fourth person under Xie Jianshi, and you are the fifth person from the left."

Xie Qin was an ordinary sergeant, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tall figure. He bowed to Lu Fengqiu in salute, strode aside and sat down.

"Lv Niangrong, you are the fifth person under Xiejianshi, and you are the sixth person from the left."

A young woman in red came out, bowed gracefully to Lu Fengqiu, and then sat aside.

"Zixiu, you are the sixth person under Xie Jianshi, and you are the seventh from the left!"

Lu Fengqiu looked at the old man who was over half a century old, he was a Confucian scholar named Zixiu, full of energy, without showing any signs of aging.

Zixiu bowed towards Lu Fengqiu, and then sat aside, without any embarrassment of being with the child.

"Meng Tian, ​​you are the seventh person under Xie Jianshi, and you are the eighth from the left!"

I saw a child of seven or eight years old walking out of it, with a dignified and solemn face, saluted Lu Fengqiu respectfully, and then sat aside in a serious manner.

Lu Fengqiu looked at the eight people sitting on the left side of the hall, and couldn't help but find it very interesting.

Among the eight people, there are unknown people, cooks from ordinary people like Laifu, and Weiwei like Wang Jian.

There is also Lu Niangrong, the daughter of Lu Buwei.

There are also Confucian scholars like Zixiu who are over fifty years old.

There is also Meng Tian, ​​the general's son.

It is really inclusive, everyone has it.

Lu Fengqiu sat at the head, opened his mouth slowly, and taught everyone the method of breathing, the relationship between the method of luck and the eight meridians.

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One month later, when winter passed and spring came, in the Xiaoyao Academy, all the disciples were practicing the boxing and palm techniques taught by Lu Fengqiu.

Wang Jian's entry was the fastest, and he had already developed internal energy, and he was wielding his sword with great power.

The remaining seven disciples have their own progress, among them Bai Yu'er and Meng Tian are the fastest.

Lu Fengqiu taught students according to their aptitude, each teaching them the boxing kung fu that suits them.

Lu Ao is a young sorcerer who likes to make alchemy. He once asked Lu Fengqiu for advice on how to make alchemy.

Laifu is a cook, after learning how to breathe, he cooks and eats for Lu Fengqiu all day long, and he flatters the loudest.

The old Confucian scholar Zixiu progressed the slowest, but his success was steady, he was neither fast nor slow, to the point of being peaceful.

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Spring and autumn come, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

More and more disciples from the Xiaoyao Academy are coming, there are more than 50 disciples, the latecomers are not as good as the eight disciples in front, it is impossible to see Lu Fengqiu every day as in the beginning.

Lu Fengqiu made a rule that Xiaoyao Academy has eight sitting disciples, and he will give lectures on every one, three, five.

On weekdays, when latecomers have any doubts, they always ask the eight seated disciples.

A person's energy is limited after all, so Lu Fengqiu entrusted many things to the eight disciples.

The old Confucian scholar Zixiu is the most patient, and he is the most suitable for explaining some minutiae to beginners.

So Zixiu is the most popular in Xiaoyao Academy.

Wang Jian entered the realm the fastest and was the most powerful among all the disciples, so he was most admired by all the disciples.

Lu Niangrong is the most lively and has no airs. Many disciples like to follow her behind.

Meng Tian is a young adult, he practices hard all day long, and now he is No. 1 under Wang Jian in terms of skill.

Although Lu Ao was the first to pass the Jiejian Stone, his intentions were not focused, and the entry was not fast.

Bai Yu'er has a withdrawn personality, with a cold face and a frosty face, he doesn't speak or smile to others, only when facing Lu Fengqiu, he will occasionally show a smiling face, and Jin Jin is similar to Meng Tian.

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At the beginning of October in Qin Zhuanxu's calendar, King Yingzhu of Anguo, who had kept his filial piety for one year, finally officially ascended the throne of King Qin.

On this day, in Xianyang City, there was joy everywhere.

As soon as Yingzhu ascended the throne, he issued a decree to make his son Chu the crown prince.

In Zichu's mansion, Lu Buwei and Zichu sat facing each other.

Lu Buwei said with joy on his face: "Congratulations, young master, you finally got your wish."

Zi Chu said with emotion: "Finally, we have waited until this day."

Lu Buwei said: "Now that the son is the heir apparent, the Zhao Ji mother and son who are hostages in the Zhao country should also be taken back to the Qin country as soon as possible."

As soon as Zi Chu heard the word "Zhao Ji", there was a little excitement in his eyes, and he said: "Her mother and son have been hostages in Zhao State for many years. I am ashamed of their mother and son. It is time to welcome them back to Qin State."

Lu Buwei bowed his head and said: "Prince, don't worry, Lu Buwei will definitely handle this matter properly."

Hearing this, Zi Chu said, "I don't worry about my work, sir."

Lu Buwei said: "If the prince's blood can be brought back to Xianyang sooner, then he can be admitted to Xiaoyao Academy sooner."

Hearing this, Zi Chu shook his head and sighed, "I don't know how many people have been stumped by that piece of sword-breaking stone. I don't know if my son can pass the test."

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In the evening, when the setting sun was setting, Lu Fengqiu sat in the Yuquan Temple and realized the changes in her body. The four seasons change and rotate, and the sunrise and sunset all contain the truth of heaven and earth.

At his stage, understanding the state of mind is even more important.

The effect of "Sleeping Immortal Art" is naturally good, but he can't be in sleep all the time.

Lu Fengqiu calmed down, and then entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man, as if he was integrated with the whole world. If others don't pay attention, they won't feel his existence.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps, followed by Mingyue's voice.

"Sir, King Qin has passed away."

Hearing this, Lu Fengqiu slowly opened his eyes, and then slowly closed them again.

A new generation of kings replaced the old ones, Xiaoyao Xuegong will become even more famous.

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