My Young Lord Is Really Righteous

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

The central part of Anping County is brightly lit.

The teahouse is still in full swing, and the people from the rivers and lakes blocked the confinement of the teahouse, and the applause continued to be heard.

The storyteller took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and glanced 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 final 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 Tent King Court, and this time the genius is the thirty-sixth in the Yellow List!"

"If it is not for the old man who believes in the fairness of Jixia Academy, he must doubt whether there is a strong man from Jixia Academy who secretly united with the Golden Tent King Court to deliberately harm Young Master Luo Hong!"

"The hundred-refining stone path is far away, the master Luohong who has a cultivation base of no eighth rank, and even meets eight geniuses of the Golden Tent King's Court, each of them is a stubborn tiger with extraordinary strength, and he needs to use his best to fight. !"

The storyteller shook his head, there was an unconcealable depression in his tone.

The emotions of many listeners were mobilized, filled with righteous indignation, and one after another called injustice for Luo Hong.

Mainly the geniuses of the Golden Tent King Court, who are all Huren. The Golden Tent King Court repeatedly violated the Daxia border, stared at the Daxia Dynasty, and buried the bones of countless Daxia men in the wilderness.

Therefore, these quack people have a prejudice against the Hu people themselves.

Snapped!

However, the storyteller turned his head and his tone suddenly became loud.

"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. He changed his white clothes and changed his blood. Finally, he was in front of the palace. , Slashed this Huang Bang Huren 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 Huang Bang replaces the old..."

...

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 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.

He shifted his gaze to look 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 shaky 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 who had two swords in his waist not far away.

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 face of death.

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

Luo Hong's mind seems a little small!

Luo Hong wrote the name of Suffering Moon on the target, and 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 mind, and there were definitely many.

Although Wanyan Chegu was not killed by him, 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, like Feilai Immortal Palace on the top of Dongshan Mountain, like the mansion of the Immortal Family, it is extremely mysterious.

The fact 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 breaths of air surging all the time.

Under the smudging 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.

With the moon blooming down, Li Xiuyuan carried his hands on his hands, and his green shirt was flying. He brought many students who passed the enrollment assessment to a vast square in the palace.

On the square, there are desks after another.

"Next will be the second written test, the first written test, you can become a disciple of the master."

His voice seemed to linger in every corner of the academy, allowing every student to hear clearly.

Even if the news has been known before.

Now I heard again that many geniuses are also a little excited.

Jixia Academy recruited 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 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 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.

Even if it is Xiao Erqi and Wu Meiniang's name as a master disciple, the top arrogances of the yellow list have 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 rushed or impatient, very stable.

Glancing across the square, many of the students who were sitting still, Li Xiuyuan smiled, 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 was sitting in distress, raised his hand, and pointed to the moon disk in the sky.

Like reaching out to light a lamp, in an instant, the moonlight brightened, making the night like daylight.

However, the moon disk is a light, 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.

After thinking about it, he said, "Each of you will answer your own questions. No cheating is allowed."

Then Li Xiuyuan took out the book from his sleeves and began to look through it. Behind him, there was a peach tree slowly emerging, and peach blossoms bloomed on the tree.

At the bottom, everyone didn'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 the Buddha's mind is writing seriously.

Luo Hong sat in the corner with his mouth slightly raised, picking up the paper, and squinting his eyes to scan.

"Come to the Jixia Academy to practice, it will not affect my son’s prestige. After all, Jixia Academy accepts students regardless of nationality, righteousness and evil, and regardless of sect. Being a student of Jixia Academy does not have much impact, but Master disciple...The problem is serious."

Luo Hong put down the paper, propped his chin with one hand, yawned, and closed his eyes to rest.

It just so happened that the mask of the evil monarch that had been worn for too long was just right to cultivate.

Time is like sand between your fingers, passing clean 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.

I glanced at ~www.ltnovel.com~ and focused on the last question.

"In the disaster of war, the refugees are everywhere, there are frozen bones in the road, the master does good to give porridge, the porridge is exhausted, the porridge is not divided, the refugees questioned, you are the big fish and the meat, why not give 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 understand.

However, Luo Hong smiled, rubbing his wrist and dipping his pen to write on the paper.

"A man's desire is like a vast sea, answer it, and kill it."

After finishing writing, Luo Hong closed it up.

Such a simple and rude answer, I'm afraid it will vomit blood.

Satisfied and dusted the paper.

Get up and hand in the paper.

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