Fighter of the Destiny

The Yulin army outside Tianshu Mausoleum suddenly became nervous. As the bowstrings tightened intensively, countless crossbows were aimed at Wang Po's back.

There was smoke and dust rising in the distance, the ground shook slightly, and the sound of hooves could not be heard yet, but the Black Armor Cavalry should be gathering.

Before these things happened, warning signals had been sent out to all parts of Kyoto.

The reaction of the state cavalry was very quick. Even though they did not receive any order to leave the palace, hundreds of cavalry galloped over and stopped in front of the stone gate of the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books.

After three years, the two sides once again began a tense confrontation.

Wang Po seemed to have no idea what was happening outside the stone, and walked towards the already green Mausoleum of the Book of Heaven.

Looking at his back, a priest who left the palace couldn't help but ask: "Sir, where have you been these days?"

This is the answer everyone in Kyoto wants to know.

Wang Po didn't look back and said, "I've always been here."

Hearing Wang Po's answer, whether it was the priest, the state cavalry, or the more peripheral Yulin army, they were all surprised.

No one thought that Wang Po was in the Tomb of Heavenly Books these days. Ordinary people could not enter the mausoleum, and naturally they could not see him.

He appeared in front of everyone today just to let the world know what he was going to do.

But what exactly is he going to do?

A long time has passed since Wang Po entered the Tomb of Heavenly Books and observed the stele to gain enlightenment, but it seems that he has not forgotten those experiences.

He found a road in the forest very familiarly and walked toward the southwest.

He didn't know how long he walked before he came to a small courtyard.

There are naturally no oranges in the orange forest in early spring, but I always feel that there is a faint smell of green oranges in the air.

These days, Wang Po lives in this small courtyard.

There is nothing on the beams where the bacon once hung, and the tables and chairs in the room have been scrubbed extremely clean and free of dust.

Wang Po did not enter the house.

He stood outside the fence and said calmly to his old friend who had lived in this house for thirty-seven years: "Today I am going to the Shinto."

When Xun Mei failed in his attempt to enter the Shinto Way and was about to bid farewell to this world, he once said that if he could cultivate to the holy realm in the future, he would climb to the top of the mausoleum on behalf of Xun Mei.

Turns out that's what he was going to do today.

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The imperial examination had officially begun, but Chen Changsheng still did not show up.

Without the butcher, people would still eat pigs, the Pope would not appear, life would still go on, and exams would still be held.

This year's imperial examination did not deliberately introduce anything new. It still followed the method of previous years, with the literary test, martial arts test, and battle taking place in order.

The literary examination held in the Xuanwen Hall was supervised by the Imperial Council and the Ministry of Rites in accordance with the old rules, but the final decision-making power rested with Gou Hanshi.

Gou Hanshi is still very young, but no one will question his qualifications because he has read the Dao Zang thoroughly, and because he is the question maker for this year's literary test.

Under the shining of the morning light, the literary test ended smoothly, calmly and without any incident.

The people watching the excitement outside the palace and the gambling house managers felt a little bored and the atmosphere was a little strange.

The martial arts test that followed was still at the two passes of Zhuoshilin and Qujiang. I don’t know if it was influenced by Chen Changsheng riding a crane across the river. This year’s rules are more complicated and detailed, basically eliminating any opportunity for opportunism. There was no prohibition on blocking the opponent, so Lin Haili could see the light of the sword light up from time to time, and it was more dangerous than before.

The Imperial Examination has not been held for three years. This year, a large number of candidates came to participate. Although the competition was relatively fierce, there were still more than 200 candidates who successfully arrived on the other side of Qujiang. Among them, Tiannan Huaiyuan and The results of Star Reaching Academy are the most eye-catching.

Under the premise that Lishan Divine Kingdom Qilu no longer participates, the young scholars from Huaiyuan were originally popular candidates for this year's imperial examination. In addition, it is well known to the world that their dean Wang Po is in Kyoto. Those young scholars His courage has greatly increased, and his results are naturally outstanding. The officer students of Star Reaching Academy have performed so well because the recent pressure on Kyoto has made these great Zhou military officers full of anger for the future, and all this anger has turned into motivation today.

The final battle took place in the dust-washing building in Qingye World.

The candidates entered the Qingxian Hall one by one, walked along the patterns on the ground, and then noticed a girl in black with an indifferent expression.

The girl in black looked indifferent and held a pot of green leaves in her arms.

Looking at her, the candidates all remembered the important matters that their teachers and teachers had carefully warned before leaving. Their expressions changed slightly and they quickly looked away.

It wasn't until they entered the Qingye World and came outside the Washing Building that the candidates breathed a sigh of relief. There were expressions of awe and surprise on their faces, and they started talking one after another.

Even the young and mature scholars from Huaiyuan and the strictly disciplined young officers from Star Reaching Academy could not help but whisper a few words to their classmates.

"That girl in black is the legendary Mysterious Frost Dragon?"

"The Pope is really amazing. You must know that there has been no Dragon Attendant in Li Palace for thousands of years."

"No wonder Qiu Shanjun can't compete with His Majesty the Pope..."

"Be silent and listen carefully to that little guy from Lishan."

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Not to mention that the candidates' discussions in Qingye's world are becoming more and more biased, but the atmosphere outside the palace has become increasingly weird.

Whether it was the people watching the excitement or the vendors or the guys at the gambling houses, they were all too quiet.

There is no excitement, so what are these people watching? No one is betting, so what’s the point of the bet?

Everyone is watching the imperial examination, but they don't really care about the imperial examination, but are thinking about other things.

Because no one thought that this year's imperial examination would be so peaceful and smooth.

Something big will definitely happen today, I just don’t know when it will happen.

Suddenly a warning message came.

More than ten straight and extremely thin lines appeared in the blue sky. Only those with excellent eyesight can clearly see that the afterimages that make up the lines are red.

More than ten red geese flew in the sky at high speed. Except for landing in the imperial palace and the palace, the rest went in various directions.

If you are familiar with the distribution of Zhou's military strength, you can see that the places where the red geese go are where the imperial army is stationed.

The King of Linghai has been dealing with the imperial court all year round, so he can naturally tell that, but he doesn't care where these red geese will fly, but he is more concerned about where these red geese fly from.

The traces left by the red geese in the sky have disappeared, but they still remain in his sea of ​​consciousness.

His eyes followed those traces and finally landed in the south of Kyoto, his expression extremely solemn.

There is the Tomb of Heavenly Books.

Hu Thirty-two whispered: "The chief of Cijian Temple just left Xuanwen Hall, and the four sword hall elders from Lishan didn't come at all today.

"The old lady of Mu Zhe's family is out of town."

Taoist Siyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "It would be so lively if everyone went to the Mausoleum of Heavenly Books."

He did not hide his ambition and fighting spirit, because no matter who looked at it, this was an opportunity that Li Gong must seize.

The King of Linghai looked back at the quiet side hall deep in the palace, feeling slightly at a loss.

Are you still practicing swordplay?