The night is deep, the moon is high and the stars are bright.

Anping County is full of lights.

The teahouse is still in full swing, and the quacks are blocking the teahouse, and the cheers are constantly coming out.

The storyteller took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and looked at the news from Dongshan.

Suddenly his eyes were clear, and he had drawn up the wording in his heart.

With a slap on the board, the whole noisy teahouse suddenly quieted down.

"The last battle on the Bailian stone path has come to an end. Young master Luohong meets the Hu genius of the golden tent court again. This time, his genius is the pride of the thirty-six on the Yellow list!"

"If I don't believe in the fairness of Jixia Academy, I have to doubt whether the strong men of Jixia Academy are secretly uniting with the king's Court of the golden account to deliberately entrap Luohong!"

"The stone path is far away, and the cultivation is no more than eight grades. Even if you meet eight geniuses of the golden tent King court, each of them is a fierce tiger blocking the way, and their strength is extraordinary, you need to fight with all your strength!"

The storyteller shakes his head in a tone that is hard to hide.

Many listeners were aroused, filled with righteous indignation, and called for Luo Hong's injustice one after another.

The main reason is the genius of jinzhangwangting, who were all Hu people. Jinzhangwangting repeatedly violated the border of Daxia, and coveted the Daxia Dynasty. In the northern plain, countless corpses of Daxia men were buried.

Therefore, these people have prejudice against Hu people.

Pop!

However, the storyteller's tone suddenly rose with a turn of the subject.

"However, young master Luohong was not afraid of Hu's enemies. He fought with Tianjiao of huangbang Hu people for 300 rounds in the last peach blossom forest. He killed all the peach blossoms in the forest. He had wounds all over his body and changed his white clothes for his blood clothes. Finally, he killed huangbang Hu people with one sword in front of the palace!"

The storyteller is full of cadence and sonorous words, and the people in the lower part of the story are amazing.

For a long time.

The storyteller took a sip of tea, looked at the stars, and said slowly, "paraquat, paraquat, huangbang new people change old people..."

……

Naturally, Luo Hong didn't know how the storyteller in Anping County was talking nonsense about him.

He entered the palace of Jixia Academy and took off his mask. He felt like he was reborn and saw the light again.

The mask of evil king is very strong, but there is a sense of depression. After wearing it, I feel that the whole world is dark and cold, but at this price, I get the improvement of strength.

Suddenly, Luo Hong thought of the monk who had escaped.

His eyes moved sideways, looking for the monk in the crowd.

In the distance, the monk stood straight, his eyes were a little confused, and his mouth was constantly reciting something. The light of the Buddha around him sometimes flickered, sometimes disappeared, sometimes there were opportunities to kill, and sometimes he was compassionate.

The monk's human nature is so unstable that it must not be a good thing.

Luo Hong squinted.

He took out the human skin booklet, just when wanyanchegu died, the quota for the target was empty, and the monk's name could be written on it.

However, Luo Hong did not know the name of the monk.

He turned to look at the young man not far away with two knives on his waist.

Luo Hong went over.

"Brother, do you know what the little monk's name is?" Luo Hong secretly pointed to the monk whose face changed in the distance.

Xiao Erqi seemed surprised that Luo Hong would come to him.

"He Wangchuan temple, bitter moon. "

Xiao Erqi didn't hide it, he said.

Luo Hong wrote the name on the human skin pamphlet. Xiao Erqi glanced at the pamphlet and saw it as an ordinary pamphlet.

He saw Tuoba Bing, Wanyan Chegu and other names on it

Xiao Erqi's face trembled, and he took a look at the distant Buddha's light in the dying, tangled in the bitter moon. He summed up four words, a face of death.

This makes Xiao Erqi feel more and more that Luo Hong's pamphlet is not a good thing.

It seems that Luo Hong's mind is a little small!

Luo Hong wrote down the name of bitter moon on the target, but Fang put away the pamphlet. He didn't go to see how many evils this wave of collection had caused. In fact, Luo Hong had a general idea in his mind, which was absolutely a lot.

Although Wanyan Chegu was not killed by him, Luo Hong collected his wool all the way.

After putting away the pamphlet, Luo Hongcai had the heart to look at the palace.

This is the palace of Jixia Academy. It's like Feilai fairy Palace on the top of Dongshan mountain. It's like the residence of an immortal family. It's very magical.

In fact, the moon broke through the clouds and let the walls and roofs of the palace emit light.

As if, all the time there is a stream of gas, surging.

In this "Qi" halo dye, whether the body is evil spirit of Qi, or sword Qi running speed is much faster.

"Jixia school is not only a school, but also a top magic weapon in the world."

Luo Hong thought of the introduction from housekeeper Chen.Yuehua Yang sprinkled, Li Xiuyuan negative hand, green shirt flying, with many students who passed the enrollment examination, came to a vast square between the palace.

On the square, there are one desk after another.

"Next, there will be a second written test. The first one is to become a disciple."

His voice seems to linger in every corner of the school, so that every student can hear clearly.

Even if I knew the news before.

Now, I hear that many geniuses are excited again.

Jixia academy enrolls students more than once, but not every time the master enrolls students. The number of times the master enrolls students is very few.

"We will not put the written examination tomorrow, and we will finish the enrollment examination in one go."

Li yuanxiu.

"There are 150 desks on the square that have already been prepared. You can find your own places to sit down."

Words have just come down.

Many students will rustle and move, faintly broke out some small battles, in order to compete for the front desk.

Luo Hong is leisurely and not in a hurry. He didn't want to be a teacher's disciple, so he didn't have much competition for the written examination.

Even Xiao Erqi and Wu Meiniang, who are the top Conceits in the Yellow list, have some wild hopes in the name of master's disciples. They all fight for the top position.

After all the people have chosen, Luo Hong is the last corner of the seat.

Li Xiuyuan takes a look and smiles. This boy

Mentality is very good, not impatient, very stable.

Glancing at the square, Li Xiuyuan smiles, raises his hand and moves slowly.

There seems to be heaven and earth in the sleeve. One after another, the paper with ink fragrance floats and disperses in the air, falling on every student's desk.

On the main case, Li Xiuyuan sat upright, raised his hand and pointed to the moon plate in the sky.

Like reaching out to light a lamp, in an instant, the moon is bright, making the night like day.

However, the lunar disk is a lamp, covering only the examination area.

"This paper is written by me and my master together. There are ten questions in it. You can answer them well."

Li Xiuyuan, Tao.

After thinking about it, he said, "each answer is his own. Cheating is not allowed."

After that, Li Xiuyuan took out a book from his sleeve robe and began to look through it. Behind him, there was a peach tree, with peach blossoms blooming on it.

At the bottom, people didn't have too many questions.

They all pull their sleeves and raise their pens. After they have had enough ink, they begin to answer on the paper.

Even the monk kuyue, who lost his Buddhist heart, was writing seriously.

Luo Hong sat in the corner, picking up the paper slightly, squinting and scanning.

"To practice in Jixia Academy doesn't affect the reputation of my son. After all, Jixia Academy accepts students regardless of nationality, good or evil, or sect. It doesn't have much influence to become a student of Jixia Academy, but to become a master's disciple That's a serious problem. "

Luo Hong put down the paper, supported his chin in one hand, yawned and closed his eyes.

You've been wearing the mask for a long time.

Time is like sand between fingers. It passes by easily.

When there was a rustling sound around, many students finished their answers and began to hand in their papers.

Luo Hongcai woke up and rubbed his eyebrows.

It's too pretentious not to answer a question and hand in a blank paper. Luo Hong feels that he has to write a little bit.

Scan an eye, the line of sight falls on the last problem.

"The disaster of war, refugees everywhere, there are frozen bones on the road, the master do good to give porridge, porridge, not porridge of the refugees questioned, you big fish and big meat, why not give more rice porridge, the master how to answer?"

Luo Hong glanced at it and thought about it. There are many answers, which can be understood by Buddhism and sage.

However, he Luo Hong is a smile, wrist Mo Mo dip pen, in the paper to write down.

"If a man wants to be like a vast sea, he should answer it and kill it."

After writing, Luo Hong stopped writing.

I'm afraid that such a simple and rude answer will make the teacher vomit blood.

He dusted the paper with satisfaction.

Get up and hand in your papers.

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