My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 91: ? Answer it, kill it.
The night is deep, the moon is hanging high, and the stars are shining.
In Anping County, it is brightly lit.
The teahouse is still in full swing, and the crowds of people from all walks of life blocked the confinement of the teahouse, and shouts of applause continued.
The storyteller took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and looked at the news coming back from Dongshan.
Suddenly, his eyes were sharp, and the words were already drawn up in his heart.
With a slap on the board, the noisy teahouse suddenly became quiet.
"The last battle on the hundred-refining stone path has already had its results. Young Master Luo Hong once again encountered the Huren genius of the Golden Account King's Court, and this time the genius was ranked 36th in the Yellow List. !"
"If the old man does not believe in the fairness of Jixia Academy, he must doubt whether there is a strong man from Jixia Academy who secretly joined the Golden Tent King Court to deliberately harm Young Master Luo Hong!"
"The Hundred Refining Stone Path is far away, and the Master Luohong who has a cultivation level of no more than eighth rank, even meets eight geniuses of the Golden Tent King's Court. Everyone is a stubborn tiger with extraordinary strength, and he needs to use all his strength. Go fight!"
The storyteller shook his head, his tone of repression was hard to conceal.
The emotions of many listeners were mobilized, filled with righteous indignation, and one after another called injustice for Luo Hong.
They are mainly the geniuses of the Golden Tent King Court. They are all Hu people. The Golden Tent King Court repeatedly violated the Da Xia border, stared at the Da Xia Dynasty, and buried the bones of countless Da Xia men in the northern plains.
Therefore, these quacks have a prejudice against Hu people themselves.
Slap!
However, the storyteller turned his head, and his tone suddenly became high-pitched.
"Of course, Lord Luohong is not afraid of the enemy. He fought the Huangbang Huren Tianjiao in the last peach blossom forest for three hundred rounds. He killed all the peach blossoms and wounds all over his body. In the end, In front of the palace, he slashed the **** with one sword!"
The storyteller humbs and frustrates, and speaks sonorously.
For a long time.
The storyteller took a sip of tea, looked at the stars in the sky, and slowly said: "The paradox is exhausted, and the newcomer in Huangbang replaces the old..."
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Luo Hong naturally didn't know how the storytellers in Anping County were talking nonsense about him.
He entered the palace of Jixia Academy and took off his mask. As if he was reborn, he felt like seeing the light again.
The evil monarch's mask is very strong, but there is a sense of depression. After wearing it, it feels that the whole world is dark and cold, but at the cost of it, it is an increase in strength.
Suddenly, Luo Hong thought of the monk who had escaped.
Move his eyes horizontally, looking for the monk among the crowd.
In the distance, the monk stood straight, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, and he was constantly chanting something. The light of the Buddha around his body sometimes flickered, sometimes disappeared, sometimes murderous, and sometimes compassionate.
This monk is so unsteady in nature, it is definitely not a good thing.
Luo Hong squinted.
He took out the human skin booklet, and it happened that Wanyan Chegu was dead, and the quota for the subject was vacated, and the monk's name could be written on it.
However, Luo Hong didn't know what the monk was called.
He turned his head and glanced at the carefree young man not far from his waist.
Luo Hong walked over.
"Xiongtai, take the liberty to ask, do you know what the little monk is called?" Luo Hong secretly pointed to the monk whose expression changed in the distance.
Xiao Erqi seemed surprised that Luo Hong would come to him.
"He... Wangchuan Temple, Kuyue."
Xiao Erqi didn't hide it, said.
And Luo Hong wrote the name on the human skin booklet. Xiao Erqi glanced at the booklet, which was an ordinary booklet in his eyes.
He saw Tuobabing, Wanyan Chegu and other names on it...
Xiao Erqi's face trembled, and he glanced at the uncertain and tangled bitter moon of the Buddha's light in the distance. He summed up four words with a dead face.
This makes Xiao Erqi feel that Luo Hong's brochure is not a good thing.
This Luo Hong's mind seems a little small!
Luo Hong wrote the name of Suffering Moon on the subject. Fang put away the pamphlet. He didn't look at how many crimes this wave had taken away. In fact, Luo Hong also had a general idea in his heart. Yes.
Wanyan Chegu was not killed by him, but Luo Hong smashed his wool along the way.
After putting away the pamphlet, Luo Hong had the intention to look at the palace.
This is the palace of Jixia Academy. It's like Feilaixiangong on the top of Dongshan Mountain, like the mansion of an immortal family, it is extremely mysterious.
This is indeed the case. Yuehua broke through the clouds and sprinkled down, making the walls and roofs of the palace gleam.
It seems that there are gusts of breath surging all the time.
Under the smudge of this "qi", whether it is the evil spirit of the body or the sword energy, the speed of the movement is much faster.
"Jixia Academy is more than just an academy, he is also the world's top magic weapon."
Luo Hong remembered the introduction given to him by Steward Chen.
Yue Huayang was falling, and Li Xiuyuan carried his hands on his shoulders, his green shirt was flying, and many students who passed the enrollment examination came to a vast square in the palace.
Above the square, there are desks after another.
"The second written test will be conducted next. The first written test can be a disciple of the master."
His voice seemed to linger in every corner of the academy, allowing every student to hear clearly.
Even if I have known the news before.
Now I heard again that many geniuses are also a little excited.
The Jixia Academy enrolled students more than once, but not every time the Master accepted disciples, the number of times the Master accepted disciples was very few.
"I won't put the written test on tomorrow, and I will end this enrollment assessment in one go."
Li Xiuyuan said.
"There are one hundred and fifty already prepared desks in the square. Find a place for you to sit down."
The words just fell.
Many students rustled and moved, faintly fighting for the front desk.
Luo Hong is leisurely, not in a hurry. He didn't want to be a disciple of a master, so he didn't have much competitive psychology for this written examination.
The name of the master's disciple, even if it is Xiao Erqi, Wu Meiniang, the top arrogant of the yellow list, has produced some ambitions, and these top arrogants of them have all competed for a higher position.
After everyone had selected, Luo Hong was the last remaining corner of the seat leisurely.
Li Xiuyuan took a look and smiled, this kid...
The mentality is quite good, not impatient or impatient, very stable.
Glancing across the square, Li Xiuyuan smiled at the many students who were sitting down, raised his hand, and slowly moved.
There seems to be something in the sleeves, one after another, the papers smudged with the fragrance of ink are suspended and scattered in the air, falling on the desk of every student.
On the main case, Li Xiuyuan sits in a distressed position, raises his hand, and points to the moon disk in the sky.
As if reaching out to light a lamp, in an instant, the moonlight brightened, making the night like daylight.
However, the moon disk is a lamp, covering only the examination room area.
"This paper was produced by me and the Master. There are ten questions in total. You can answer them carefully."
Li Xiuyuan, said.
Thinking about it, and then said: "Each one will answer each one, no cheating is allowed."
Then Li Xiuyuan took out the book from his sleeve robe, and began to look through it. Behind him, there was a peach tree slowly emerging, and peach blossoms bloomed on the tree.
Underneath, everyone doesn't have too many questions.
They all rolled their sleeves, picked up the pen, and after the wolf had enough ink, began to answer on the answer sheet.
Even the Kuyue monk, who lost his mind, is writing seriously.
Luo Hong sits in the corner of his mouth, picking up the corner of his mouth slightly, picking up the paper, and squinting his eyes to scan.
"Come to Jixia Academy to practice, it will not affect my son’s prestige. After all, Jixia Academy accepts students regardless of nationality, righteousness and evil, regardless of sect, and becoming a student of Jixia Academy does not have much impact. , But becoming a disciple of the master...then the problem is serious."
Luo Hong put down the papers, supported his chin with one hand, yawned, and closed his eyes to rest.
It's just right, the evil monarch's mask that has been worn for too long, it's good to cultivate.
Time is like sand in your fingers, passing by inadvertently.
When there was a rustling sound around, many students completed their answers and began to hand in their papers.
Luo Hong just woke up and rubbed his eyebrows.
It is too artificial to turn in a blank paper without answering a single question, and Luo Hong feels that he has to write a little bit.
Sweeping my eyes~IndoMTL.com~ I focused on the last question.
"The disaster of war, the refugees are everywhere, there are frozen bones on the road, the master does good porridge, the porridge is exhausted, the porridge is not divided, the refugees question, you and the big fish, why not use more rice porridge, what should the master answer?"
Luo Hong glanced, and his thoughts turned. There are many answers to this. The Buddhists say Zen and the saints say that they can all explain.
However, Luo Hong smiled, rubbing his wrist and dipping his pen to write on the paper.
"Man's desire is like a vast ocean, answer very much, kill it."
After finishing writing, Luo Hong closed his pen.
Such a simple and rude answer, I'm afraid it will vomit blood.
Dust the paper with satisfaction.
Get up and hand in the paper.
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