Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 151 The Road to the Heart of the Holy Mountain

Holy Mountain, in the world of sages and Confucians, is a sacred place in the minds of thousands of scholars. Every year after the imperial examinations of the nine countries, the nine champions produced there will have the opportunity to climb the holy mountain.

In the holy mountain, there are strange, unpredictable, and extremely powerful literary minds. They have miraculous effects such as writing fast to increase writing speed, improving one's own talent, and so on.

Before the students have become holy, every moment of Wenxin is very precious, but unfortunately, the speed of Wenxin in the holy mountain is very low, only eight each year, and the number of nine champions There is still one person who can't get it, let alone other ordinary students.

Of course, it is not that there is no literary heart in the Nine Kingdoms. In the long river of time, there will always be one or two champions who cannot withstand the invasion of the years and die, and their literary heart will be inherited by their descendants. If you don't have the talent to become a Confucian, then you will naturally be taken back by the Holy Academy and handed over to other students who have potential or have merit for the Holy Academy and the human race.

Of course, how much of it was given to the younger generation of the family is unknown.

In this world, after Lin Daoru realized the great unity of Confucianism, his own artistic conception of martial arts and martial arts became more and more mature. If he returned to the Three Realms, he would be able to step into the realm of martial arts saints in an instant.

It's just that in this world, his strength and realm have always been restricted by the laws of heaven and earth, and he has never been able to break through.

When he walked into the holy mountain, he felt that the bottleneck on his body suddenly loosened, and his brows frowned. It seemed that this holy mountain was not the original product of the holy Confucian world, and its laws were completely different from the holy Confucian world. Lin Daoru's He frowned, but in the end he gave up the idea of ​​becoming a martial saint here.

Stepping forward slowly, a river appeared in front of it, and there was only a single-plank bridge on the river. Lin Daoru frowned, and walked forward slowly.

When he stepped on the bridge, he fell into an illusion at that moment. A burst of white light appeared in front of his eyes, making him unable to see everything around him. When the white light dissipated, a One after another, students in Confucian robes were trapped in the river, calling for help from Lin Daoru.

Lin Daoru smiled slightly, but it was just an illusion. He walked forward and walked halfway in the blink of an eye, but the cries for help behind him became louder and louder. Lin Daoru frowned, even if only Wan If there is a one-in-one chance, it may be a life, so how can I ignore it?

A moment of thought flashed in his heart, and finally the compassion in his heart overcame his rationality, and he sighed secretly: "That's all", Lin Daoru turned around and came to the man, and pulled him onto the single-plank bridge.

As soon as the man got on the bridge, he didn't thank him, didn't show the slightest expression, he frowned, glanced at Lin Daoru and said: "Since you already know that this is an illusion, why do you want to save me?"

Lin Daoru smiled and said: "Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, you are a person who fell into the water, and I will save you. There is no such thing as true or false. I will save you and ask for help." Nothing to be ashamed of.”

There was a hint of enlightenment on the man's face, and then he sighed: "I was a number one scholar in the Qin State back then. When I was crossing the single-plank bridge, I saw Wen Xin. The other people pushed into the river and drowned, thinking that after one person is missing, I will be able to get a Wenxin [-]%, but I don’t want to get the Wenxin on the single-plank bridge in the end, but I will suffer from this forever falling into the river damned curse."

Then he sighed slightly, and then said: "For hundreds of years, countless people have passed by my side, but you are the only one who is willing to give me a hand in the end."

Then he sighed, bowed his hands to Lin Daoru, but turned around and jumped into the river again, saying: "The first time I fell into this lake is because my sins need to be punished, since you rescued me Then my punishment will be eliminated, but my sins will not disappear, thank you, merciful saint, thank you for letting me understand what kindness is."

Lin Daoru nodded, seeing him soaking in the river peacefully, he ignored him and turned to leave.

(I once met a netizen who said that her mother died in Beijing, she didn’t have enough money, and wanted to take a plane to pick up her mother. At that time, the people around her advised me that she might be a liar, but I also know that there is a 50.00% chance that that person is a liar. But I still chose to ignore the loopholes in her words and sent the money without hesitation. Facts have proved that that person is indeed a liar. Later, one after another I made up all kinds of reasons until I borrowed all my money. Maybe this is a silly and naive thing, but life is often like this. There is a 90.00% chance that it is a scam. My intelligence is not low, and she may not be much wiser, but a kind person will often stand at a low level in a confrontation with a treacherous person, not inferior, but I have to do it. Lin Daoru is a character I portrayed with my own personality. If you don’t like it, you just hate me. I can also understand that in today’s world, people like me are indeed It's hard to understand, the protagonist in the future will be more and more like me, so those who hate to take the good line can abandon the book, my next book is planned to be based on a very good buddy, maybe he is more suitable popular taste)
After crossing the single-plank bridge, the road ahead instantly became very flat, as if all the tests were only on the short section of the single-plank bridge.

Lin Daoru has been moving forward along the mountain road, and every step he takes, the pressure ahead will increase by one point. This is often the biggest test for other students, but for Lin Daoru, it is not at all Difficulty, his steps are steady and brisk, not affected by the pressure at all, calm and indifferent, eliminating the invisible pressure invisible.

This is a road that expands the guilt and loopholes of the human heart infinitely. When a person has as much guilt in his heart, then how much pressure will there be on this road. There is pressure to speak of, even if there is pressure, with a semi-holy cultivation base, this road will not be able to stop him in the slightest.

After climbing the first peak of the holy mountain, Lin Daoru saw an existence in the center of the mountain, where he felt a familiar aura, which made him a little cramped, and he was almost unable to move. Come.

(I thought I could face life, old age, sickness and death, but I didn’t want to end up being unable to stop the grief! I saw her at the beginning of 15 years, and I have never heard her nagging, and I have never seen her vicissitudes. Grandma passed away and went home On the way, unintentionally updated, uploaded in the past few days are all saved manuscripts! If the update is interrupted, blame.) (A good event for the pie in the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Follow it~ click/Chinese official account (WeChat Add friends - add official account - enter qdread), and participate immediately! Everyone has a prize, now immediately follow qdread WeChat official account!)

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