In the evening, a carriage entered Luofeng Academy.

But after a moment, the carriage left the library, accompanied by the gorgeous sunset, left the courtyard gate, ran out of Babao Lane, and headed straight to Qingxu Villa in the south of the city.

Fu Taibao was responsible for driving, and there were three teenagers of Luofeng Academy and Princess Xinyan in the carriage.

Nanyuan Lin Wu had already left first, went to Tianyu Hall to listen to Lord Qiu Feng's instructions, and then met with the four people in Qingxu Villa.

Along the way, Zhao Hanyu lifted the curtains from time to time and watched the scenery outside the car curiously.

In the past, I used to watch the scenery on foot. This time, the three teenagers were a little excited and walked into the city like a country bumpkin.

Not long after, the carriage stopped, and four people got out of the carriage one by one, watching and looking around.

Zhao Hanyu wore a clean courtyard robe with a short sword hanging on the left side of his waist. Ximen Guang and Qiu Hong also changed their usual casual clothes and took them seriously.

Zhao Hanyu looked at the decoration of the archway and gate of Qingxu Villa, and found that the style and style were similar to Qingxu Palace. He thought to himself that it was indeed the first institution of the national education, following the holy land everywhere, and even some details were not far apart.

The traffic at the gate of Qingxu Villa is extremely high, even exceeding the Tianyu Academy, which once made Zhao Hanyu and Ximen Guang deeply envious.

Many students wore courtyard robes, and kept coming in and out in groups of three or three. Perhaps due to the night banquet, many other styles of uniform robes appeared.

What surprised them was that a large number of people gathered outside the Qingxu Villa, and many of them were holding pieces of paper in their hands, whispering to each other and talking enthusiastically about something.

"Hey, you said you can't buy anyone you want. If you insist on buying the boy from Luofeng Academy, you will definitely lose!"

"How do you know that he will definitely lose? Lord Qiu Feng announced in public at the gate that day that the young man was the successor of the national teacher. Everyone in the field could hear it clearly, so why was he wrong?"

"Yeah! You don't know the reason. If the inheritance has really been implemented on that young man, why did the Yuhuang Sword Sect come to Beijing half a year in advance? It can be seen that there are still huge variables in this matter."

"What number will change? Will the national master and Lord Qiu Feng break their promises in public and let the disciples of the Yuhuang Sword Sect replace you?"

"This is not accurate. The Yuhuang Sword Sect is led by the Kunlun Sect. The Kunlun Sect has produced a leader and a national teacher thousands of years ago. In terms of history and qualifications, it is not inferior to Jingyang Sect."

"Kunlun Sect? Haven't their reputation been bad for a long time? It is said that the Yuhuang Sword Sect has long been separated from the jurisdiction of Kunlun Sect. What's the matter related to them?"

"That's right, Kunlun Sect has not done anything good in recent years. In the past, it forced its disciples to kill the heirs of Taoism who were accused of by all parties. Now it's time to fight again. Have they taken the wrong medicine or are they crazy?"

"I said, whisper, Kunlun Sect is a Wannian Sect after all, and the tree is big and deep. Don't offend them by talking nonsense."

"So what can you do if you offend? We are now discussing the issue of heirs. Who did you buy?"

"I bought a boy named Zhao like you. I saw that he had a chance."

"Yes! I'll treat you to drink when I get the lottery tomorrow."

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Zhao Hanyu and the other four heard the conversation between the people in front of the yard, looked at each other and felt a little embarrassed.

Xinyan smiled and said, "Teacher, you are very famous, and there are quite a few people who bet on you, probably about one-tenth of them."

Zhao Hanyu's face froze and said with a little shame: "Only one tenth? I listened to your first half and thought it was more than half."

Qiu Hong and Ximen Guang looked at each other, their faces a little ugly.

Xinyan was amused and said, "Teacher, one to five, one tenth is already a lot. If you succeed, the dealer will definitely cry to death. I made a bet on you, not too much, only 50,000 taels, which is considered family support."

Hearing this number, Qiuhong and Ximen Guang both lowered their heads and felt a little ashamed.

Zhao Hanyu nodded weakly and said, "You are determined, I hope you can help you win some pocket money. Let's go in. It's not good to stand here and be recognized by someone."

The three nodded and were admitted to the hospital with him.

As soon as he entered the yard, a student in a robe came to greet him, stretched out his arms to the four people and said, "Please take this place."

Zhao Hanyu and others followed him.

Qingxu Villa is the largest academy in the capital. It has the largest hall for large-scale events such as conferences, celebrations, martial arts performances, sacrificial rituals and other large-scale events.

Walking through a wooden bridge, following the stream and passing through a lawn, you will see a magnificent and huge building in front of you. The building is covered with ribbons and the eaves and colonnades of the building are covered with red lanterns. I vaguely hear the crowds and the festive atmosphere.

When they arrived here, the students who were greeted said goodbye and left.

Zhao Hanyu stopped and looked at the huge building in front of him, the decoration of the red and green venues, and felt inexplicably heavy.

If you step into this place tonight, you will truly stand before the world, face their scrutiny and accept the test of your destiny.

He stood for a while, then took a breath slowly, abandoned the slightest fear that had flowed out before, took a step forward, and walked forward.

When you walk into the hall, it is extremely spacious and can accommodate hundreds or thousands of people to sit here at the same time.

In the hall, the veil was blowing lightly with the breeze, and several huge night pearls were embedded on the walls and roofs. Dozens of Taoist temples from various places and elders of the Donglai Sect here were greeted by the great figures of the Taoist sect in the capital and said they had long admired each other.

There were also a hundred students wearing various robes sitting there. Not all of them came from the capital, but they were representatives from colleges from all over the world.

There are a few logs in front of the seat, which looks very simple and elegant.

There are various exquisite snacks on the table. Although they are the name of night banquets, few people think they have the appetite to eat too much on such important occasions, so they replaced them with snacks to make the name of night banquets successful.

The center of the hall is an open space, facing the inside of the hall, and the best view is the position, probably for the host and host tonight.

Xinyan had sharp eyes. She had seen the place where Professors Nanyuan and Lin Wu were sitting. She held Zhao Hanyu's arm and led the three of them to the side.

The three teenagers wore the same style and color courtyard uniform, and their weapons were extraordinary, especially Ximen Guang, who was tall and tall, and the petite and beautiful Princess Xinyan, the group was very eye-catching. The students in the hall couldn't help but whisper and inquire about the origin of the group.

After a moment, when they walked to Nanyuan Lin Wu, the two professors looked strange and seemed a little absent-minded. They nodded slightly with a few people, then tilted their heads aside, not knowing what they were thinking.

Zhao Hanyu and his friends sat on the chairs and calmed down.

At this time, there were still a steady stream of students or teachers entering the hall.

Zhao Hanyu looked in a blink of an eye and saw everyone in Tianyu Academy walking in. Two middle-aged people lived in front of him, behind him was Leng Aoyun with indifferent expressions. Murong Qianfan and three other students were slightly behind.

As soon as Murong Qianfan entered the hall, he kept looking around. After a little leaning, he saw Zhao Hanyu and others, handed them a meaningful smile, and then stopped watching and sat down with his college teacher and senior brother.

After a while, several bald monks with crimson robes and bare right arm exposed into the hall. After a brief observation in the hall, they found a remote and inconspicuous position and sat down.

Later, more than ten young girls in white dresses came in. Zhao Hanyu took a look and was slightly stunned. He recognized one of the girls, Su Xuan, a disciple of Yinhu Xiaozhu, whom he met on his way to Beijing.

Among the girls, one woman has long hair like a waterfall, scattered to her waist, and a white gauze on her face, which is particularly eye-catching.

Although she couldn't see the full appearance of her facial features, her eyes alone were like a clear spring, and she could tell that she must be a stunning girl.

The girls sat in a very good position, almost no less than the position of the host in the middle.

Just as the girls entered the hall, the disciples of the Buddhist sect who were sitting in the corner of the hall all looked over. One of the eyes was full of greed, resentment, surprise, fear, and mixed feelings. It was the abbot of the Sumeru Academy and the Master Yuanjue.

He stared at the girls, forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, continued to sit in the corner, silent.

At this time, except for the presidency, the hall was almost full.

A little leaned, two middle-aged Taoists led the way and the group entered the hall, with neat steps and directed towards the seats in the center.

Ximen Guang suddenly pulled Zhao Hanyu and said in surprise: "Those are the two deans of Qingxu Villa. Behind them is Senior Brother Liu Ming, who is the strongest among the students of Qingxu Villa!"

Zhao Hanyu and the other two looked in the sound and saw a strong boy with square cheeks and sharp eyes, and asked, "Is it him? How about Leng Aoyun?"

Ximen Guang was stunned, then scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "Last time when the Chufeng changed the list, I didn't pay attention to his ranking, but it was definitely not worse than Leng Aoyun!"

"He ranks tenth, one higher than Leng Aoyun." Qiu Hong said.

"Oh? You actually know?" Zhao Hanyu was a little surprised. He thought Qiu Hong was cold-mouthed and only knew how to practice and did not care about these things.

Qiu Hong nodded and was about to speak when suddenly a noise came from the hall.

Several people turned their heads and looked at the gate of the palace. A group of five people walked in slowly. The three in front were dressed in bright yellow clothes, which seemed to be from the royal family. The two middle-aged people behind were wearing Taoist robes, and they should be representatives of the national religion.

The students in the hall, especially those young people from remote colleges, had never seen anyone from the royal family, and they couldn't help but applaud and cheer. The atmosphere in the hall was immediately warm and everyone was in high spirits.

Li Shujie, the eldest son of the emperor who was walking in the middle of the front, had a gentle smile on his face. He opened his arms and slowly pressed down to signal everyone to be quiet, but the students even cheered loudly when they saw him so kind and graceful.

Behind him are Prince Su and Prince Cheng, who are the original members of the Yuhuang Sword Sect. The two princes also smiled and nodded frequently, and were very satisfied with the reactions of the students.

Nan Yuan stretched his head and said to Zhao Hanyu: "The two princes Su and Cheng are next to Li Shujie. The one on the right side is the host of tonight, the head of Chaoyang Palace Huo Xiandu, and the other is the head of Zichen Palace, but he is not very responsible."

Zhao Hanyu looked at it intently and saw that the Chaoyang Palace master looked slightly yellow, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were like lightning, and his three wisps of clear beard under his jaw were slightly out of the dust.

The Master of Zichen Hall looked ordinary, had a slightly fat body, and a little listless face. He seemed reluctant to attend such an occasion.

Regarding the Yuhuang Sword Sect, which came to Beijing to compete for the Daoist throne, the court sent three royal members and two of the five major bishops of the National Church, which shows that the royal family and the Taoist sect are extremely cautious and respectful about this matter.

When the five people walked up to the chair seat and sat down, the two elders and four young men and six men came in one after another at the gate of the hall.

The two old men had clean Taoist robes and smiles. The four of them behind them were white robes and black boots, long swords hung on their waists, solemn steps and a heavy face.

As soon as the few people entered the hall, a sharp sword energy seemed to rise from the hall, making people feel severe suddenly. Then they felt cold all over their bodies, and the noise in the field instantly disappeared.

After a little leaning, the hall was in an uproar, and then screamed in surprise.

"Yuhuang Sword Sect is here!"

"Yuhuang Seven Swords!"

"Su Yang!"

"And Wang Yun! Nangong Cheng!"

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Chapter completed!