Moon Emperor

Chapter 17 Outsiders
Ji Zhan Jue is engraved on a thin page of gold book with extremely small characters and patterns, both front and back.

When Su Yan first read, he relied on the old lady to read to him, but now he has learned to close his eyes and "see" with his fingers.

As the saying goes, stones from other mountains can be used to attack jade. Su Yan has nothing to do now, so he decided to read the Ji Zhan Jue first before going to choose the classics of immortality tomorrow.

Having nothing to say all night, Su Yan felt much better after a night of sleep. After all, there was some deep-seated wear and tear that could not be easily replenished with pills.

As soon as it was dawn in the morning, he joined Gu Ningfeng, rode on the clouds again, and flew towards the main peak of Qingcheng.

Even in the early morning, Su Yan could still see Qingcheng disciples moving around, either in the sky or on the ground; when looking at a peak, he could also see many young disciples holding wooden swords and practicing formations.

At this time, Gu Zhenren thought of something, "My sect has an annual exam every year, also known as a small exam, and there is a big exam every ten years, do you want to take this?"

"The annual exam? What is the main assessment?" Su Yan asked humbly.

"The test is divided into civil and martial arts. The martial test is a comparison of skills. The cultural test is a little more complicated. The most basic thing is to explain the scriptures and preach, and to test the disciples' understanding of the scriptures."

"But if you have the skills, you can also apply for more complicated assessments, such as divination, astrology, alchemy, ritual rituals, drawing talismans and so on."

"Students who perform well in the yearly exam will not only gain more favor from the teachers, but also receive rewards such as pills, magic weapons, and secret techniques."

"Of course I want to participate, but I'm not a disciple of Qingcheng, can I really do it?" Su Yan felt a headache when he thought of this identity.

Gu Zhenren smiled, "I'll help you talk to the teacher and see if he agrees."

"Actually, this is not without precedent. Every ten years in the grand examination, our sect has the custom of inviting other sects to come and watch the ceremony. They usually bring some young and outstanding disciples to participate, and then compete with the top disciples in my sect's grand exam. "

"Since you are also a guest, it's okay for me to participate, right?"

It has to be said that Gu Ningfeng helped Su Yan think about everything. After all, if you don't have any experience in fighting in ten years of cultivation, you don't have eyes for swords and guns after you go down the mountain. At least you won't die if you practice against people in Qingcheng Mountain.

Su Yan has nothing to repay the other party now, so he can only silently remember Gu Zhenren's kindness.

The Sutra Library is located on the mountain behind the main peak of Qingcheng. It is a simple and old-looking triple wooden attic with moss on the surface, surrounded by a quiet courtyard.

To be honest, looking at it from the outside, many people probably find it hard to believe that Qingcheng Palace is such an ordinary place to store inherited classics. Many rich and noble people's libraries in the world are bigger and more magnificent than this.

Gu Zhenren said as he walked: "This place was established when Qingcheng Palace opened its sect. At that time, our sect was just a little-known sect. Although many disciples of the younger generation have repaired it, they have never changed its position and appearance. .”

"There are a lot of restrictions in the scripture building. After you and I go in later, remember not to move around, understand?"

Su Yan nodded.

After entering the small courtyard, you can see a few three or four young disciples waiting in the courtyard, I don't know if they are queuing or waiting for someone.

When they saw Gu Zhenren, they immediately saluted respectfully, and some people secretly looked at Su Yan.

After both of them entered the scripture building, a little Taoist priest who was in the [-]th or [-]th year whispered: "He is that Su Yan? I heard from my senior brother that he is now a guest of our Qingcheng Palace."

Another older one complained: "How can there be such a guest? I heard that he can look up the Dao Code of my sect at will, and his authority is higher than that of the inner disciples. Is it appropriate for him to be an outsider? I don't know how the teachers Thought."

"Okay, speak carefully." A small-eyed disciple looked towards the Sutra Library, "Senior Brother Liu hasn't come out yet, I'll ask him later and I'll know."

Entering the scripture building, the first thing that catches the eye is a pair of couplets: five thousand morals, famous sayings through the holy scriptures; twelve towers, fairyland in the world.

Then there are rows of old bookshelves, and there is a faint layer of white clouds on the ground, stepping here is like walking on clouds.

On the right hand side of the door, there was a skinny old man in Taoist robes sitting cross-legged on the futon. His eyes were closed and he didn't move. He didn't even breathe or have a heartbeat. Those who didn't know thought he was a dead person.

Gu Ningfeng brought Su Yan forward, greeted the elders softly and gently, and asked Su Yan to take out the jade order made by the head of his own hands.

The old man just nodded slightly in a very small way, and then Gu Zhenren took Su Yan to the stairs.

The two of them kept walking, from the first floor to the third floor.

When passing the second floor, two Qingcheng disciples were looking through classics by the inner bookshelf, and they were a little surprised to see two figures going up to the third floor.

They are all elite disciples in the inner sect, but the highest can only stop at the second floor.

Moreover, not all Daozangs on the first and second floors can be read, and they need to check with the tokens on their bodies. Four or five out of ten out of ten they can read are not bad.

"It seems that the rumors are true. I think Gu Zhenren may take him to the top floor." A man with an indifferent face said.

"The top floor," Senior Brother Liu with sword eyebrows and starry eyes sighed a little, "I don't know if we will have a chance to go up in this lifetime."

The so-called topmost layer is not the third layer, but a hidden layer that cannot be seen from the outside. The original "Shangqing Taishang Kaitianlongyu Sutra" and many other Qingcheng core secret books are stored there.

"Do you want to beat that kid?" The man indifferently said this through sound transmission with his spiritual sense, and did not make a sound.

"How to beat? He is Gu Zhenren's benefactor, do you still dare to let him share the classics obtained at the top floor? If he dares to give it, do you dare to take it?" Senior Brother Liu also responded through sound transmission with his spiritual sense.

"It's just that I don't like an outsider, who can be treated so much better than us; and the Su family is his benefactor surnamed Gu, not the benefactor of our Qingcheng Palace's more than 3000 disciples."

Brother Liu smiled, "You, just think about it in your heart. Don't say we know each other if you dare to mess around. I'm afraid you will drag me into trouble."

The man indifferently sent a voice transmission: "I'm not a fool, I'm not the only one who dislikes him from all over the sect, we just go to the theater."

Every time he passed a floor, Su Yan would look inside curiously.

When he went up to the third floor, he suddenly found a beautiful figure standing beside the bookshelf, looking at the morning light outside the window, lowering his head slightly, carefully flipping through the ancient books in his hand.

This is a very young woman, only seventeen or eighteen in appearance, with high temples, jade hairpins inserted obliquely, and wearing a plain white floor-length skirt.

Although no makeup was applied on her face, her white and delicate skin, lightly pursed red lips, willow eyebrows drawn lightly like smoke, and her cool and watery demeanor made her look even more refined.

Standing on top of the clouds and smoke curling up from the Sutra Library, she looked like a fairy from heaven who suddenly jumped down to the world.

(End of this chapter)