Chapter 11 Let it be.
The technique used in the Dao Test is part of the test. It is very easy to use. There is no need to practice in advance. Just follow the technique. This technique has changed three times in the past few hundred years, and has not changed at all in the past hundred years.
As the technique was practiced, Wei Yuan felt that the futon and the two incense burners under him gradually merged with himself. The futon continued to generate a trace of coolness that entered Wei Yuan's body. Under the stimulation of the coolness, two invisible things emerged in Wei Yuan's
body. The incense burners on both sides generated suction, pulling the two invisible things in the body. The two invisible things clearly existed, clearly overlapping each other, but also clearly separated. As the technique was practiced, the pulling force of the incense burners became stronger and stronger, forming two channels, leading the two invisible things into the incense burners.
The incense burner on the left pulled the foundation, and the one on the right pulled the luck. Wei Yuan's foundation was still normal, but as the technique was practiced, the invisible thing representing the luck was like an iceberg floating on the sea, getting bigger and bigger, with no sign of stopping at all. In the blink of an eye, this group of luck expanded beyond the range of Wei Yuan's body, and vaguely connected with the depths of the underworld.
Wei Yuan didn't know what would happen during the test, just thought it was a normal phenomenon, and continued to practice the skills with his mind.
As the skills were running, the luck in Wei Yuan's body began to gradually become huge and heavy. At this time, the passage began to seem narrow and was no longer enough for the luck to pass smoothly. Wei Yuan could only run the skills with all his strength, like carrying a small mountain, and then pushing it through the passage little by little. As time went by, Wei Yuan felt that the burden was getting heavier and heavier, and even his foundation was affected. Wei Yuan was
fully focused on running the skills, but he didn't know that the pot in the hall above his head had already boiled.
In the eyes of the reviewers, Wei Yuan's root bone light column was red and had been rising slowly. At this moment, just after passing seven feet, the speed began to slow down. This is considered a superior foundation, but it is not amazing enough. But his luck light column was as thick as a basin, and in a blink of an eye it passed nine feet, and it continued to climb!
Wei Yuan's luck column was white-gray in color. Although it was extremely high and thick, its texture was very sparse. The six judges could only feel it a little bit with all their strength. If it weren't for the light column right in front of them, the judges who were not good at perception would even think that there was nothing there.
At this time, a trace of black gas would float out of the incense burner beside Wei Yuan every once in a while, and then merge into the luck column, and the light column would grow a section, but the texture was not condensed at all.
The six judges had never seen such luck before. When they looked at each other, Wei Yuan's luck column finally exceeded ten feet, which was another super-quality.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at the Taoist and said, "Master Fufeng, this is your Taichu Palace's family affair. How should we deal with it?"
Taoist Fufeng glanced at the empty seat inadvertently, expressionless, and said slowly: "Be fair."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded and said, "It should be so." After
the Taoist said this, the other judges knew what to do, and their eyes returned to the disciples below. The strange thing is that until this moment, Wei Yuan's two light columns are still growing slowly, while the light columns of other candidates in this group had already stopped moving a moment ago.
Dang!
A long and desolate bell sounded, and Wei Yuan's body shook, and he lost contact with the futon incense burner. The invisible objects that had not been moved over also slowly disappeared. Wei Yuan thought that this was the way it was, so he stood up and walked out of the hall quickly under the urging of the Taoist in the hall.
When Wei Yuan stood up, the foundation light column was seven feet and nine inches, and the luck light column was one foot and one foot.
The next group of candidates entered the hall one after another, and another round of Taoist tests began. As soon as the sound of the chime fell, two jade-colored light columns rose into the sky! The two light columns were so solid that they seemed to have substance. If their texture was like a giant pillar carved out of jade, then Wei Yuan's luck light column was a rising smoke.
The reviewers looked down and saw a girl with a delicate and beautiful face. She calmly practiced the power, and a layer of faint precious light appeared on her little face. In each of the two jade-colored light pillars, a huge figure of a god or demon was faintly emerging.
Seeing the girl's face clearly, the commentators knew it in their hearts: it turned out to be Miss Bao.
There was nothing to see in this round. The girl rode away in a hurry, and the two light pillars went straight to ten feet away. The rest were mediocre and not worth mentioning.
The young monk who looked to be only in his early twenties broke the silence and said, "There should be no objection to Miss Bao's evaluation, but how to evaluate the child in the last round, I'm afraid we have to discuss a rule."
The young monk looked at Taoist Fufeng, but Taoist Fufeng remained silent. The young monk smiled and said, "It seems that Brother Fufeng wants to avoid suspicion, so let's discuss it!"
The old scholar Liu Sigu recalled Wei Yuan's two eye-catching light pillars. If evaluated according to normal standards, Wei Yuan's score would be higher than Li Zhi.
For some reason, when the old scholar saw Wei Yuan's luck, he felt inexplicably disgusted, and it was even more so now. Miss Bao's talent is outstanding and she has long been famous. It is not surprising that she surpassed Li Zhi in the test. How dare Wei Yuan, who has a shallow foundation, surpass the selected champion of the academy?
The old scholar went over the list in his mind and confirmed that Wei Yuan was not on any list. He had a plan in mind. He stroked his long beard and said with a serious face: "This child's foundation and luck are pretty good, but it's a pity that his quality is superficial, and there is no righteousness in his luck. If he were put in the grass, he would most likely be a traitor."
The young monk frowned slightly and said: "Since ancient times, there has been no such thing as quality in the evaluation standards. Whether the luck is righteous or not does not affect the evaluation. What Mr. Liu said is a bit biased."
The other judges nodded slightly. Since ancient times, each sect has only considered whether a disciple has good luck. If he has good luck, it is a good thing. Who cares whether it is good or evil?
The old scholar did not argue, but said: "I am just one person's opinion. You can make your own decisions."
After the old scholar said that, he ignored everyone and directly wrote down the evaluation on the list: Earth C, twenty!
The other five judges were all surprised. Liu Sigu gave this score, obviously wanting to push this child directly to the blessed land, and not even giving him the chance to go to the cave heaven.
Taoist Fufeng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he said slowly: "Isn't Mr. Liu's evaluation a bit too much?"
The old scholar looked back at the Taoist, without any fear, and said: "This Feng Yuan unified examination is of great significance. We have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders, who wouldn't be trembling with fear? I heard that the person in your palace had been missing for six years, but as soon as he came back, you gave him the position of reviewer. What a favor it is? But where is that person now? Does he take you and me seriously? Does he take the Immortal Sect's unified examination seriously?"
The Taoist glanced at the empty seat, snorted, and didn't say much.
The middle-aged scholar tried to smooth things over, saying, "Old Liu is straightforward and speaks too directly. Brother Fufeng, don't take it to heart. After all, we all have responsibilities on our shoulders. After all, it's different from that person. It's okay if he doesn't want to come. You should know that the first place in this unified examination is particularly important to the son of Lord Huien. If it's Miss Bao who wants to compete, then everyone will rely on their own abilities. We have nothing to say if we lose. But if it's someone else, it's better not to make any changes."
The commentators then understood clearly that the old scholar suddenly took such a heavy hand because he was afraid of Wei Yuan and feared that he would bring additional threats to Li Zhi. The words of the middle-aged scholar also confirmed one thing, that is, the Four Saints Academy planned to use the first place in the unified examination to build momentum for Li Zhi. If he really won the first place, Li Zhi would be able to take advantage of the momentum to soar to the sky, and his future path of cultivation would be extremely smooth.
Taoist Fufeng had a blank expression on his face, and he didn't show what was on his mind at all, but the other commentators had expected his attitude and knew that he would not actually stop him. Taoist Fufeng also had a mission. If Wei Yuan really won first place, Li Zhi would only suffer a small setback in his cultivation, but one of the three places in Taichu Palace would be taken. Taoist Fufeng would have a hard time explaining himself then.
The places in the Immortal Sect had already been divided up, and even the Son of Fortune was no exception, unless he asked for another place like the monk did. If he messed up the big thing of the place, the noble families behind him would be furious, and the reviewers in front of him would not be able to bear it. Although they held great power, they did not have the final say on how to use this power.
Taoist Fufeng pondered for a moment, and finally said, "How you two want to write is something I cannot interfere with. But Junior Brother Zhang is not a man who is easy to talk to, and the dignity of my Taichu Palace cannot be offended. If you two look down on my Taichu Palace, then I have no choice but to learn the unique skills of the Four Saints Academy."
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the middle-aged Confucian scholar bowed to Taoist Fufeng and said with a smile, "Brother Taoist, please calm down! Taichu Palace is Taichu Palace, and that person is that person. We naturally respect Taichu Palace, and to be fair, no matter what evaluation Mr. Liu gives to Wei Yuan, it will not affect the overall situation of Taichu Palace. As for Junior Brother Zhang, let alone that he has the same Taoist foundation as us, even if he is a Dharma Real Person, we cannot be partial to him! Otherwise, if he is blamed by the higher-ups, I am afraid no one can bear it."
These words have been made very clear. The two Confucian scholars in the academy just want to suppress Wei Yuan, and have no intention of interfering in the competition for quotas within Taichu Palace, and they have nothing to do with Taoist Fufeng. As for Master Wei Yuan, they all had the same foundation of Taoism, and no one was much worse than the other.
Liu Sigu was fearless and said, "I have already written it down, and I can't change it!"
The middle-aged Confucian scholar laughed and said, "Forget it, Mr. Liu hates evil and cherishes his reputation, so I will bear the reputation of being smooth!"
He picked up the pen and wrote down the evaluation on the list: Tian Bing, twenty-five.
The comments were cunning.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar said it well, but he was not vague when he wrote it down. Tian Bing is an old evaluation system, and it is only placed here as a reference to show respect for the ancient system. What actually works is the score behind it. This twenty-five points seems to be much higher than what Liu Sigu gave, but in fact it is still a step away from the cave heaven. Two of the six people gave low scores, and it is quite difficult for Wei Yuan to climb up to the cave heaven again.
Daoce dug such a big pit here, and it will be difficult to turn over later.
At this time, a new batch of candidates in the hall below had already started the Dao test, and several judges stopped arguing and wrote down their own comments, so there was an extra line of words on the stone tablet:
Wei Yuan, Di Jia, thirty.
The old scholar looked a little unhappy, and looked at the other judges, wanting to see who was so blind that he had to make things difficult for him. But since they were able to become judges, they were all cunning and treacherous, so how could he tell from their faces what was on their minds?
(End of this chapter)