Broken Night

Chapter Four Hundred and Sixty Nine—Seventh

In the blink of an eye, the news spread to the small playground at the outer gate of Yunfu.

Countless people set their eyes on the young man who always had a smile on his face.

"Brother Jin, congratulations." Li Bai stepped forward first. As for Jin Qianji, they could say they didn't know each other. And the two were on Mr. Da's [Bridge Road], and Jin Qianji Mo's risk of being heavily injured also rescued him.

Of course, in the end, Li Bai also gave up the opportunity to participate in the cloud test in order to buy time for Jin Qianji.

"A fluke, a fluke." Jin Qianji also clasped his fists and saluted, "I have to thank Brother Li for his help."

Li Bai shook his head: "If you hadn't sacrificed your life to save you, how would I have given up the opportunity to save you?"

"But Brother Jin, don't relax when you enter the Yunfu. Otherwise, when you go down the mountain, you will find that I have left you behind."

Jin Qianji laughed: "Okay."

……

Lan Zha's face was cloudy and sunny, even more unbelievable.

He has always disliked Xu Yan and Jin Qianji.

For Xu Yan, it was because he felt that his vision was too narrow and the structure was too small to understand the opportunity to rely on him in exchange for the most powerful power in the world. As for Jin Qianji, he was displeased from the bottom of his heart. It's more of the kind of indifference that always doesn't take everything into account.

Even Lan Zha himself didn't realize that this kind of indifference was actually what he yearned for the most in his heart. He tried his best to learn and imitate. But found that it is always impossible to surpass. So he doesn't like this man.

And at this moment, that person officially stood above him.

The position of the prince?

The descendants of the royal bloodline of past dynasties?

Looking at the volumes, there are dozens, hundreds, or even thousands.

But there are seven disciples in Yunfu, and there are only seven in each generation.

After a thousand years, there are only a few dozen people. The deeds of each of them are almost a volume and an autobiography.

It can be said that since the moment he became the Seven Disciples of Yunfu, he has been famous in history, and he has turned into a collection of books.

……

Before Yunbang, the noise resounded.

Regarding the fact that Jin Qianji has become the sixth Mr. Yunfu, some people who are optimistic about the rise of Jin Qianji are bragging about their eyes like torches with others;

Some people who are optimistic about another young genius can't accept this reality, and think that Yunfu has made another inexplicable choice after Mr. Wu Qu Xuan. After all, in terms of strength alone, no matter how you look at it, you can only choose dream poems. And even among those who participated in the five exams of the five gentlemen, they did not see Jin Qianji showing any special strength in it.

Some people even feel in the dark that Jin Qianji used his orphan status to gain sympathy in the cloud exam and get this precious spot!

But just when the news that Jin Qianji became Mr. Liu caused a sensation, no one noticed that the white jade-like stone tablet slowly trembled again.

The trembling was very slow, even the invisible big hand couldn't believe this fact.

When everyone came back to their senses, and the corner of their eyes swept over the word "Jin Qianji" on the cloud list, their faces showed horror.

"It...it...it..." The man pointed at Yunbang, his fingers were shaking like wind, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence between opening and closing his mouth. His friend turned his back to the stone tablet and said helplessly: "I know you are optimistic about His Royal Highness, but the result has already appeared, so don't be obsessed."

"It's not...it is..."

The friend was also a little irritable. He followed his finger and said impatiently, "It's what it is, it's not just Jin Qianji... uh...hs..."

As more and more people turned their gazes back to the stone monument, the sounds of gasping for air came and went one after another, like a gust of wind in the night.

Yunfu has been around for nearly a thousand years, and it accepts a disciple every few decades.

Collect seven people, one generation.

For thousands of years, it has been like this year after year.

But today is destined to be a sleepless night.

Everyone was already in an uproar, and felt that this time Yunfu had indeed had a problem in accepting apprentices. Not only the name that popped up at the end, but more people thought it was a problem with Yunfu, and they were all questioning the qualifications of Mr. Jin Qianjiliu. Even so, countless blue birds still flew to all parts of the world.

……

"Dare to ask if your mansion has made a mistake?" Ren Suiying asked, he just followed Lan Zha to study at the outer gate of Yun mansion. He didn't have much respect for Master Zhuo and Master Hu. At this moment, his face is full of indignation, and even the question is sharp: "Who is responsible for the publicity of this list? Did something go wrong?"

This time, it was rare for no one to stop him.

Because even they felt that something was wrong with Yunfu.

For thousands of years, there has never been an experience of two names appearing on the cloud list at the same time.

This is simply a reversal of the thousand-year-old tradition of Yunfu.

"The list is correct." It was Master Zhuo who spoke up. His face was calm and calm, but in fact, even when he got the result, he was stunned to think whether he had made a mistake. But when Mr. Da repeatedly confirmed that the result came from that person, he made sure: "I am also responsible for updating the list."

He looked around for a week, in the eyes of countless people there was shock, disbelief, and deep suspicion.

He spoke again, and said the sentence that Mr. Da explained: "You always think that the tradition of Yunfu is not the norm of Yunfu, it is a pattern that you have conjectured. Yunfu has always accepted disciples. I never said that I would only accept one person.”

"In the past, only one person was accepted, because only one person is suitable to enter the Yunfu and worship the teacher's door."

"When more than one person appears, the Yunfu will naturally change."

He waved his hand: "Mister Yunfu Seven—Xu Yan!"

……

Xu Yan and Jin Qianji were standing side by side. Originally, Xu Yan was still putting his hand around Jin Qianji's neck, pretending to punch him in the stomach, "How dare you take my place! Let me tell you, the one who came out If you can't beat me, I will make you look good."

Before Jin Qianji could respond to him, the rumor that two names appeared on the cloud list for the first time in a thousand years swept like a tornado.

Everyone looked at the two of them with disbelief as if they were looking at monsters.

Just like Jin Qianji, Xu Yan a year ago was also unknown.

Even two years ago, Xu Yan traveled from a corner of the south to Nancheng, wearing the most common tattoos, and was chased to death by a tattoo artist who only had one tattoo.

Two years later, he was full of halos.

The direct disciple of the strange doctor Pingzhi;

The best friend of Zuo Chengzhe, the young master of the Zuo family;

Fourteen-year-old master blacksmith;

A fourteen-year-old medical master;

Possess a monster-like body comparable to the Three Palaces;

Created an unprecedented method of [refinement]...

Wait, too much. Any item, as long as one has any item, is enough to spread the name of the world, all gathered in one person. When they recalled it like this, they felt that it was not surprising that such a person became a disciple of Yunfu.

Only then did Jin Qianji smile at Xu Yan: "Looks like you should call me senior brother."

"Go away!" Xu Yan said angrily!