In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

In the early morning, the weather was quite good. Zhou Qingmu walked out of the bamboo house, looked at the scorching sun above his head, and exhaled.

Today is the day for the academy competition. It is also the time to decide whether he can leave without shame.

Zhou Qingmu picked up the tightly sheathed sword in his hand and said softly: "Old friend, after today, we will travel together in the world again."

The fairy sword trembled slightly, as if in response.

Afterwards, Zhou Qingmu put his sword on his back and went out to go down the mountain.

Of course, Zhou Qingmu did not forget to eat in the canteen at the foot of the mountain before heading to the "Confucianism and Taoism Peak" in the center. When passing by the school, he also saw little Ling'er chasing several children of the same age. Well-deserved, "Spring and Autumn"

"Feng Xiaobawang"!

Zhou Qingmu called Little Ling'er, and Little Ling'er ran over with two pigtails.

"Xiao Ling'er, this is a small seal I carved with the bluestone spirit embryo on Chunqiu Peak, and I give it to you."

Zhou Qingmu took out a small jade seal engraved with a large word "Chu" and a line of small words "Qingfengmingyue" from the storage bag and handed it to Xiao Ling'er. Xiao Ling'er took it with joy and couldn't put it down. She had already

I want a seal of my own!

Zhou Qingmu touched her head gently, bent down and whispered softly: "Xiao Ling'er, I'm going to Rudao Peak to do some things today. Once I'm done, I'm leaving."

Xiao Ling'er's smile immediately froze when she heard this, and she stared blankly at "Brother Xiaomu" in front of her, as if she was about to shed tears in the next second.

Zhou Qingmu touched Xiao Ling'er's head again and said with a smile: "Little Ling'er, please be good and listen carefully to your teacher's lectures. I will come back when Xiao Ling'er becomes a learned person."

Finally, after Zhou Qingmu finished speaking, he immediately turned his head and walked down the mountain without looking back. He was afraid that he would be so reluctant to leave.

Under the morning sun, the little girl who was no more than six years old was left holding the seal in her hand tightly and looking at the young man carrying the sword.

Confucianism and Daoism Peak is the tallest and largest among the surrounding peaks. This academy competition was naturally held here. It is said that the master of the Confucianism and Daoism Palace, who rarely appears, was in this Confucianism and Daoism Academy.

In Dao Peak. However, Mr. Ye has never let Zhou Qingmu come to this Confucianism and Daoism Peak. Naturally, Zhou Qingmu has never met the master of the Confucianism and Daoism Palace.

Today's competition, I wonder if the Confucian and Taoist Palace Master will show up.

Every time a rumored figure like this appears, it causes an uproar.

Zhou Qingmu had just arrived at the foot of Confucian Daofeng Mountain when he saw a bustling scene in front of him. Countless young people dressed as scholars were either standing under this Confucian holy place or walking on the bluestone steps going up the mountain.

They all looked at the sky above.

In the sky, there were four or five phantoms of saints standing there. The entire sky seemed to be broken open by a sword, and a huge scripture was floating in it. At this time, a certain page was turned, reflecting the sky and the earth. A pen reaching the sky, suddenly

Appearing like a sage writing about the Spring and Autumn Period!

Righteousness stains the sky!

The sacred instrument of the saint, the two treasures of the Confucian and Taoist Academy, the Haoran Heavenly Book and the red sandalwood fairy pen!

The saint's practice has made countless scholars excited! No matter how calm a scholar is, it is difficult to suppress the excitement in his heart at this time! There are even people who are inspired to recite poems!

This Confucian and Taoist academy is rarely lively!

Now that Zhou Qingmu’s cultivation level is not low, he can naturally see the incredible workmanship of the saint! It turns out that there are real gods in this world who can shake the world at every turn!

The appearance of this vision of heaven and earth also symbolizes the beginning of the academy competition in the Confucian and Taoist Academy.

There is a restriction on Confucianism and Daoism Peak. If you want to reach heaven, you can only go up the mountain step by step. Perhaps the ancient saints and sages stayed here to sharpen the minds of young people.

These young scholars, most of whom were frail and frail, also accelerated their pace up the mountain. Even if they were sweating profusely and panting, they could not dissipate their ecstasy at seeing the sages!

Zhou Qingmu crossed the crowd with his sword on his back and was just about to step up the stairs when he was suddenly stopped by a voice behind him.

"Fellow Taoist, may I ask if you are also going to participate in the academy competition? You might as well make a friend."

When Zhou Qingmu heard this, he turned around and saw a smiling young man in a purple robe embroidered with "Scholar" carrying a bookcase, but wearing an out-of-place straw hat.

It’s really eclectic!

Zhou Qingmu nodded and spoke again.

"Fellow Taoist?" Zhou Qingmu had not heard this title for a long time. Ever since he came to the Confucian and Taoist Academy, Zhou Qingmu's ears had become numb when he heard the words "sister and student". I personally thought that here and in the world, the title "fellow Taoist" would not be used in this place.

This place was not available. Therefore, no matter which gentle young man or old man with frosty temples Zhou Qingmu met, he would respectfully call out "Sir".

The straw hat young man smiled and said: "Although we are scholars, we are also monks. So why not call us fellow Taoists?"

"Hmm... It seems to make sense." Zhou Qingmu thought for a while and said.

The straw hat young man smiled and introduced himself: "Fellow Taoist, my name is Wang Ye, from Xianli Academy. Please take good care of me."

"My name is Zhou Qingmu, from Chunqiu Peak." Zhou Qingmu heard this and quickly introduced himself.

Wang Ye was a little surprised after hearing this, but it was quickly replaced by his smile: "It turned out to be from the cave of the Academy. It's amazing!"

Wang Ye said, giving a thumbs up.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu could only smile back.

"See you at Dabi!"

Afterwards, Wang Ye patted Zhou Qingmu's shoulder, and he quickened his pace and ran up the mountain.

Zhou Qingmu turned around and looked at the purple-robed figure, a little confused, but soon stopped hesitating and walked up the mountain.

The competition venue is in the square on the mountainside. It seems very close, but in fact Confucianism and Taoism Peak is worthy of being the first peak of the Confucianism and Taoism Academy. It is extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive to go up without relying on cultivation and magic.

Even if he was as strong as Zhou Qingmu, it still took him a full hour to go up the mountain. Even so, Zhou Qingmu was already one of the first to go up.

There is a temple standing here on the mountainside, and there is a large open space in front of the temple.

As soon as Zhou Qingmu went up the mountain, he saw several figures, the most familiar of which was naturally Ye Jing'an. At this time, Mr. Ye was standing next to a group of gentlemen from the Confucian and Taoist Academy. Zhou Qingmu actually only had a few of these gentlemen.

There was a chance encounter. What puzzled Zhou Qingmu the most was that all the gentlemen present, regardless of their level of cultivation or knowledge, were standing straight, except for an old man in simple clothes who was lying in the center on a rocking chair holding a cigarette pole.

Zhou Qingmu naturally knew without even thinking that this old gentleman must be of a very high rank in Confucianism and Taoism and have great knowledge.

After several gentlemen saw Zhou Qingmu, they started talking and laughing.

"This is the good youngster that Lao Ye spent three years training? He looks a bit handsome, but there's nothing special about him!"

"You're wrong to say that. Didn't thousands of girls go crazy for Lao Ye when he was young? Maybe this can be considered a legacy!"

"My generation of scholars is naturally the most knowledgeable, but if you look like Lao Ye, you will naturally be the best. You will not be afraid of going hungry when you travel among rivers and lakes."

"Tsk, this little guy has a very special destiny! I can't even see why."

"Are you confused? Of course Lao Ye's precious student won't let you look at it so easily."

"..."

Mr. Ye naturally ignored these unbridled conversations and laughter, but Zhou Qingmu became quite embarrassed after hearing this. Fortunately, this is a Confucian and Taoist academy, and most of them are scholars who cultivate themselves. If it were a secular sect,

If one person attracts the attention of so many elders, some people must be dissatisfied from the bottom of their hearts. If this is the case, Zhou Qingmu will inevitably be in trouble.

Of course, some people in the crowd naturally began to look Zhou Qingmu up and down. However, they knew better that it was useless to prove their dissatisfaction. The most powerful way was to show their strength in the next competition.

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As time went by, the young Confucian scholars who came to participate in the competition went up the mountain one after another.

Although it is an academy competition, there are two assessments in the competition. One is "On Tao", which is an academic test, and you also have the opportunity to ask the sages for advice. The second is "On Wu", which is a martial arts test. Confucian monks

The outcome will be determined by the fight between them. The "scholars" in this world are not just simple scholars, but also monks who have embarked on the path of cultivation.

Scholars, fights can be fierce!

According to Mr. Ye's instructions, Zhou Qingmu does not need to participate in the discussion of Taoism. According to Mr. Ye, all knowledge of Taoism can be understood. Zhou Qingmu has heard enough. There are many difficult-to-understand things among mountains and rivers, rivers and lakes.

The more you experience it, the more you will naturally understand it.

The martial arts test comes first, so Zhou Qingmu will soon start competing with others. If we really count, Zhou Qingmu may not have fought with anyone for three years.

Of course, not everyone came here to participate in the martial arts test, so the number of people taking the martial arts test was actually not that large. According to the rules of the martial arts test, Zhou Qingmu had three rounds of opponents. Only after defeating them could they compete for the leader.

After a gentleman holding a book in his hand finished explaining the rules of the martial arts test, and another gentleman activated the magic weapon, the world immediately changed before everyone's eyes.

Confucian methods, the spirit of heaven and earth, changing forms and scenery.

The scene in Zhou Qingmu's eyes blurred for a moment, and he was already in an open space. Not far in front of him, there was a young man in Tsing Yi who was also a little confused about this.

When the young man in Tsing Yi saw Zhou Qingmu not far away, he immediately understood and bent down to bow.

"In Xia Zanghai Academy, Chen Weizhen is a monk who has returned to the primitive realm."

Zhou Qingmu immediately returned the gift, "I'm at Chunqiu Peak. Zhou Qingmu is a sword cultivator in the primitive realm."

Chen Weizhen straightened his back, his eyes were firm but he said with a smile: "Scholar Chen Weizhen, please ask Mr. Zhou to draw the sword!"

Cultivation does not completely define a monk's combat prowess. So whether he can win or not, he has to fight to know.

"Heaven and earth are with me!"

Then, Chen Weizhen put down the bookcase behind him, raised his right hand, and faced the sky. As he raised his hand, the heaven and earth suddenly became strange, and a majestic air flow surged out of the sky.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Weizhen gently raised his hand, and the majestic air flow turned into countless knives, swords, spears, or halberds, attacking Zhou Qingmu!

Seeing this, Zhou Qingmu did not dare to take it lightly. He pointed his right hands together as swords, and then countless sword energy gathered at his fingertips.

Later, Zhou Qingmu said with a smile: "I have a sword that can cut through the Qingqiu and cut the heaven and the earth!"

As Zhou Qingmu shouted, countless sword energy suddenly appeared behind him, turning into a rain of swords, attacking the air flow blade!

...

Outside the field where the two of them could not see, several students from the academy were watching the battle between the two and talking about it with great interest!

"The boy from the Chen family of Zanghai Academy has learned this style a bit like his teacher. He cannot be accepted by those who are not in the realm of Yuanhai. The future generations are to be feared!"

"This sword of Lao Ye's student is also very interesting, but why does it look so familiar?"

"Looks familiar? Isn't this the trick of that old boy Li Qiubai?"

"Hey Ye Jing'an, I didn't expect you to hide this trick!"

"..."

Naturally, the two of them didn't know that the usually gentle gentlemen outside the venue were all startled, and they all looked at a crack in the world in unison.
Chapter completed!