Chapter 66
Two young disciples from Jiangehou's Mansion helped the injured boy up, and they didn't dare to get close to Yu Tiandi, knowing that he was a top master of the younger generation, and they couldn't afford to provoke him!
Yu Tiandi stared contemptuously at the young disciples of the Jiangehou Mansion, and laughed loudly: "Ant-like people dare to challenge me. Is there any one-handed enemy among the young geniuses this year?"
"What arrogance!" Ning Xiner muttered in a low voice.
"who?"
Yu Tiandi's eyes were sharp, he scanned the young disciples in Jiangehou's mansion, and fixed his eyes on Ning Xin'er.
"boom!"
Yu Tiandi jumped up from the war horse, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd with both hands, bursting out with overwhelming force, and bombarded down.
Ning Xin'er condensed her profound energy into a battle sword, and above her head condensed the shadow of a blood stove, the sword energy painted Tai Chi.
"Boom!"
With a swing of the sword, the natural enemy of Yu was dodged.
Yu Tiandi's body lost his balance, and he took nine steps back before he stood still. He stared blankly at Ning Xin'er who was standing proudly, and couldn't believe that he was actually evaded by a little girl with a sword.
The young disciples of the Qilin Palace were also shocked, staring at Ning Xin'er in unison.
The young children of the Jiangehou's Mansion were immediately overjoyed, and someone sneered coldly: "The little prince is too arrogant, I really think that Jiangehou's mansion has no masters? As soon as Sister Xin'er makes a move, the little prince will also crawl away !"
"Sister Xin'er is probably younger than the young prince, but her cultivation is not lower than the young prince's, which means that sister Xin'er is more talented than the young prince. Haha!"
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Martial Lord Shenlin also took a slight look at Ning Xin'er, with surprise in his eyes, "Jiangehou's Mansion is full of talents."
"It's okay, it's okay!" Ning Qiancheng laughed.
After taking the Blood Toad Pill, Ning Xin'er had already broken through to the third level of the divine body, and she was the number one master of the young generation in the Jiangehou Mansion. It was not surprising that she could stand up to the little prince of the Qilin Palace.
Shenlin Wuzun said: "Natural enemy, have you seen that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this year's candidates, you have to be careful, or you might capsize in the gutter."
Yu Tiandi climbed up the horse again, and said coldly: "Uncle, don't worry, the leader of this year is none other than me, and no one can pose a threat to me. Anyone who dares to compete with me will end badly."
The gate of heaven opened, and all warriors who participated in the assessment of the Heavenly Emperor's Academy rushed in.
Shenlin Wuzun, leading one hundred and twenty-four young disciples of the Qilin Dynasty, walked towards Tianmen. Outside the Tianmen, he explained a few words to those young disciples, and then left alone, while those young disciples all entered the Tianmen and disappeared in a layer of white light.
Ning Qiancheng also began the final lecture, saying: "Every assessment of the Heavenly Emperor's Academy is also a competition of the strength of the princely mansions. The more geniuses who can be admitted to the Heavenly Emperor's Academy, the more important the status of this princely mansion will be. Gao, the power to speak in the court will be higher in the next five years. So, you all have to work hard to get into the Tiandi Academy. If someone can break into the top ten, then it is really Guangzong Yaozu. For Jiangehoufu It's also an honor."
Ning Xiaochuan said: "A question, five years ago, how many people from the Jiangehou Mansion were admitted to the Tiandi Academy?"
"Five." Ning Qiancheng said.
Those young talents in Jiangehou's Mansion suddenly felt a lot of pressure,
Five years ago, there were sixty-one people participating in the assessment in the Jiangehou Mansion, and only five passed the assessment, the probability was less than one-tenth.
This is too harsh!
Ning Qiancheng said: "However, five years ago, a genius came out of the Hou's Mansion, and he won the twelfth place in the assessment, saving a lot of honors for the Hou's Mansion. You also strive to become such a genius. Okay. Already! You all enter the gate of heaven!"
It is rumored that the Tiandi Academy was built in a "market".
The so-called "Xuan" refers to an independent space, completely isolated from the outside world, like a small world in a big world.
Some people compare the "market" to a tomb.
The difference is: the tomb contains the dead, and the ruins contain a small world.
Only the divine bridge between existence and the world can connect the world of "Ruins".
Tianmen is such a bridge. Through Tianmen, one can directly reach another world space from the imperial city.
That world is the world where the Emperor's Academy is located, and it is called "Emperor's Market".
Ning Xiaochuan walked to the side of Tianmen, stopped, and gently touched the white light curtain in front of him with his fingers, and ripples appeared on the light curtain.
"boom!"
A huge amount of information poured into Ning Xiaochuan's body from his fingers.
The appearance of a vast and desolate world appeared in Ning Xiaochuan's mind. In this world, there are endless forests, endless deserts, ancient cities, abandoned ruins, and gloomy cemeteries!
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Ning Xiner asked.
Ning Xiaochuan let out a deep breath, and stared at the light curtain in front of him in shock. Could it be that the picture that appeared in my mind just now is the world inside the Tiandi Academy?
Obviously Ning Xiner and the others didn't see these things in advance, why did I see them?
Could it be the power of mind perception?
Mind perception allows you to see things that others cannot see.
"Nothing! Let's go!" Ning Xiaochuan took a step forward, and his body disappeared into the light curtain.
Passing through the light curtain, everyone came to the edge of a deserted desert.
In addition to the desert, there is nothing else to see at all.
The houses are built in the desert, made of yellow stones, some are tens of meters high, some are as small as a mound, how many houses are there in total? At a glance, you can't see the edge.
There are figures of young warriors everywhere, and they all stand in the yellow sand in a daze like Ning Xiaochuan.
At the moment when he stepped into Tianmen just now, Ning Xiaochuan had an extra number plate in his hand, number five hundred and twenty-seven.
Ning Xiaochuan asked: "Xin'er, what's your number?"
Ning Xiner also had an extra number plate in her hand, she glanced at it and said, "No. 18953."
Ning Xiaochuan frowned slightly, and said: "So many people came to participate in the assessment of the Emperor's Academy."
Ning Xin'er said: "The Yulan Empire has a vast territory and rich resources, and there are many talented people, and the Tiandi Academy only recruits students once every five years. Naturally, countless young warriors will come from all over the world to take the assessment. The number of warriors in previous sessions has exceeded 100,000. This year's assessment The death rate is estimated to be as high as six floors, and it is estimated that many people will be scared away, and perhaps the number of warriors who will come to the assessment will be relatively small."
At noon, the gate of heaven is closed.
A voice came to the ears of all the young warriors: "Everyone calm down, welcome to the Emperor's Market. This is the ninth camp on the edge of the Madaro Desert in the north of the Emperor's Market."
As soon as the voice stopped, the young warriors in the desert started talking again.
Someone said happily: "This is actually the Emperor's Market. It is said that the 'Tiandi Academy' is located in the Tiandi City in the center of the Emperor's Market. It is the number one holy place of martial arts in the entire Yulan Empire."
"Could it be that our assessment site is in the desert in front of us?"
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The voice sounded again, "Quiet! Quiet! There are a total of 84,570 warriors participating in the assessment of the Tiandi Academy this year. You all have numbers in your hands. Use the numbers in your hands to find them tonight. Your accommodation is in the stone house. The first 10,000 numbers are in the first district. The 10,000 to 20,000 numbers are in the second district. The 20,000 to 30,000 numbers are in the third district..."
"Tonight, you will live here temporarily, and tomorrow we will take you to the assessment site together. I can tell you in advance that the assessment site is not in the Emperor's Ruins, but in an extremely dangerous place. No matter how high it is, the death rate there will reach more than six floors. As for the content of the assessment, it will be announced tomorrow."
The voice message is gone, and I don't think about it again.
When entering Tianmen, the number plates in everyone's hands were disrupted. Those who entered the Heavenly Gate together had to be separated now.
Ning Xiaochuan said: "There is no way to cheat in this assessment. It seems that we can't fight side by side. Xin'er, be careful."
"Brother, you have to be more careful. I hope we can all get into the Tiandi Academy and get top grades." Ning Xiner took the number plate and went to the second district to find the stone house where she lived.
Ning Xiaochuan went to the first district.
"It's here."
Ning Xiaochuan came to the outside of a huge stone house. On the wall of the stone house was written "No. 520 to No. 550".
Ning Xiaochuan's number is exactly five hundred and twenty-seven, and his residence is here.
"Brother Chuan, you are also in the first district? What a coincidence!" Murong Wushuang was carrying a large cloth bag on his shoulders, which contained a large bag of things, and an old broad-backed broadsword on his waist. of. Just calling Ning Xiaochuan.
Ning Xiaochuan was overjoyed and said, "You actually came to participate in the assessment."
Murong Wushuang said: "I am determined to become a dragon warrior, and entering the Tiandi Academy is only the first step in my life goal. What's your number?"
Ning Xiaochuan highlighted the number plate in his hand, and said, "No. five hundred and twenty-seven."
"I'm number two hundred and fifty. By the way, I almost forgot the business." Murong Wushuang took out a letter from his bosom, handed it to Ning Xiaochuan, and said, "This is the letter Miss Yu asked me to give you. I said Brother Chuan, you are so awesome! I really don’t admire you, for being able to love a daughter so deeply, it’s no wonder that you are called 'the world's most infatuated'."
Ning Xiaochuan took the envelope, opened it, pinched the thin letter paper in his hands, and gently sniffed it with the tip of his nose, smelling a faint fragrance.
Unfolding the letter paper, the handwriting on it is quite beautiful, showing the writer's profound calligraphy skills. It says: You have fulfilled your promise, and we owe each other nothing!
There are only these two short lines on the letter paper.
"What's written on it? Is it a love poem written by Miss Yu?" Murong Wushuang asked curiously.
Ning Xiaochuan smiled, put the letter away, and said, "Of course it's a love poem!"
After saying this, Ning Xiaochuan walked into the stone house.
Yu Ningsheng wrote this letter only to make Ning Xiaochuan give up the idea of redeeming her body, because she knew that this matter would violate the imperial power, and if Ning Xiaochuan continued to persevere, it was likely to be lost forever.
From Yu Ningsheng's point of view, Ning Xiaochuan has a high talent, a good birth, and a bright future. In the future, she is likely to inherit the title of Marquis of the Jiangehou Mansion. If she ruins her bright future for a brothel girl, she will feel guilty in her heart .
Ning Xiaochuan naturally understood all of this.
However, Ning Xiaochuan also has his own persistence. Once he decides on something, he will definitely not look back.
Ning Xiaochuan took out the envelope again, and was about to fold the letter and put it back, when suddenly he saw two lines of small characters written in clear water on the back of the envelope, the water marks had dried up, but if he was more careful, he could still distinguish the handwriting contour.
Here is a little poem:
Hate the king is not like Jiang Louyue, north and south, west and east, north and south, west and east, only follow each other without separation.
Hate the Lord is just like Jiang Louyue, when it is full, it will pay off, and when it is full, it will pay off, how long will it be reunion?
This handwriting is exactly the same as the handwriting on the letter, the difference is that one is written with water and the other is written with ink.
Perhaps, the water mark on the envelope is the letter she really wants to send, but she must not let Ning Xiaochuan see it, she can only write it with clear water, and write it for herself.
But she didn't know that after the water dried up, it would leave a mark!