The boss's library does not have all poetry collections, only some popular best-selling poetry collections, but there are nearly more than 7,000 volumes. Qin Wanwan took all the spiritual stones that Jian Xing earned from selling herself, bought all the books, and put them all into the Qiankun Bag. middle. I packed the Qiankun bag and took the Nanfeng one.
When carrying thousands of books back to the City Lord's Mansion, Jian Xing and Xie Gutang were studying the terrain of the City Lord's Mansion. Qin Wanwan ran in happily and shouted: "Master! I bought the books back!"
"OK."
Jian XingMan经: “Put it there.”
"Master, you have to chat with Xie Daojun," Qin Wanwan called him, "The most important thing now is studying. I'm afraid it's too late."
Jian Xing frowned when he heard this: "Just a few books..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Qin Wanwan start to turn over the book.
Qin Wanwan fell down, and Nanfeng quickly adjusted the book behind him. Thousands of books fell down at once, filling the whole room in an instant.
Jian Xing and Xie Gutang stood at the door and stared at Shushan. Qin Wanwan walked up to Jian Xing and said in a serious voice: "Master, based on Nanfeng and I's understanding of your level of education, If you want to become a beautiful man, you must at least finish memorizing these books. There are 7,000 books here, and I believe you can do it."
"One thousand a day..." Xie Gutang argued, "Isn't it a bit too forced?"
"Thank you, Daojun," Qin Wanwan explained, "You know who my master is. My master is the best in the world. He has only seven thousand books, and he is not reluctant at all!"
"What if I say..." Jian Xing swallowed, "What if I force myself?"
"Master," Qin Wanwan turned to look at him, "think about how weak and incompetent I used to be. Under your guidance, I can beat you until you break your bones. What's wrong with this world?" What can you do if you work hard? Master, you have to set an example. When you can teach me, I will learn to be lazy. And with only 7,000 books, don’t say that. Seven days, I can finish it in one day!”
Qin Wanwan put down her big hat one after another. Jian Xing resisted and could only hold on and nod: "It's still a bit reluctant for a day. I'll try my best for my teacher."
"Master," Qin Wanwan held his hand with admiration in her eyes, "There is nothing you can do in this world. You will definitely disappoint me, right?"
"You think highly of me as a teacher."
Jian Xing trembled internally: "Actually, I am just a very ordinary swordsman."
"Master, don't underestimate yourself," Qin Wanwan raised her hand and covered Jian Xing's mouth, "You are the best in my life. Whether we can find Linglong Jade depends on you. You read the book first, and Xie Daojun and I will go have dinner together."
After saying this, Qin Wanwan happily called Xie Gutang: "Xie Daojun, let's go eat roasted whole lamb!"
"etc… "
When Jian Xing arrived and stopped them, he saw Qin Wanwan happily pulling Nanfeng and Xie Gutang away.
He stood alone in front of the mountain of books and the sea of books, and murmured: "I want to eat roasted whole lamb..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the system dinged:
The female protagonist has close contact with her male counterpart, and the points are +5. The host is asked to keep up her efforts and contribute to the heroine’s love story!
The moment he heard this voice, he knew why and became even more choked up.
Everyone else is in love and eating sheep, but he is the only one who still has to study.
But so what
Qin Wanwan was right, he was the master and he could teach her to be strict when practicing and learn to be lazy on her own.
Jian Xing took a deep breath, turned his head, walked into the room, and closed the door. He sat cross-legged and raised his hands to put all the books into his Qiankun bag, leaving only the thousand books he would carry today.
Immortal cultivators' endorsements are different from ordinary people. He put his spiritual consciousness into a thousand books at the same time and began to turn the pages. Then he realized that he knew every word in the book, but those words were all It got into his mind.
He concentrated on trying to get those words into his mind, and soon felt sleepy.
He has no talent for reading poetry. He has known this for a long time, but he can't give up.
He tried hard to memorize all the poems over and over again, but after a while, his consciousness seemed to have been hit hard by something. He couldn't even concentrate, but he felt sleepy.
He worked hard, reciting the book while half asleep and half awake, and then he heard the voices of Qin Wanwan and Xie Gutang returning happily.
Have you finished the roasted whole lamb
He felt a little sad and suddenly felt a little sad.
This traitor even eats sheep and remembers Master.
He felt sour while listening to Qin Wanwan open the door.
After opening the door, Qin Wanwan glanced at him secretly, trying to make sure he was not lazy.
Jian Xing immediately turned his head and snorted coldly.
If you, the traitor, coax me well, you will never let me coax you!
Qin Wanwan confirmed that he was not lazy, put her on the bed, pulled up the quilt and fell asleep. Jian Xing waited for a moment and saw that Qin Wanwan didn't talk to her. He became even more angry and turned around to ask her, "Did I bring food?!"
"Master, endorse it well," Qin Wanwan turned her back to him, "Don't always think about doing the work."
These words choked him, and he turned back in shame and continued to endorse.
He memorized it in a daze until midnight. For the first time in his life, he felt what it felt like to be trapped. He felt as if he had learned how to memorize it, so he went to bed like a sleepwalker, fell down, and pulled up the quilt.
At that moment, he had great happiness.
He closed his eyes and slept soundly. He didn't know how long it had been, but he vaguely felt someone beside him. He opened his eyes drowsily and saw Qin Wanwan lying next to him. They were face to face, breathing close to each other, and the distance was so close. Everyone stiffened.
He woke up instantly, opened his eyes wide and looked at Qin Wanwan, and saw Qin Wanwan slowly approaching him, her face getting closer and closer.
His mind was confused, his breathing almost stopped, he felt dirty and stuffy, and his mind was filled with:
What is she going to do? What does she want to do
He reacted. Just before Qin Wanwan was about to kiss him, he heard Qin Wanwan ask him leisurely: "Master, are you awake?"
Jian Xing swallowed his saliva and replied nervously: "Wake up... wake up."
"Then, tell me," Qin Wanwan took a book he had just memorized and turned around to take a look, "What is the next sentence of 'The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke'?"
Hearing this, Jian Xing woke up suddenly. He sat up instantly and looked at Qin Wanwan in shock: "You climbed into my bed in the middle of the night just to get me to endorse?!"
"Master, if I care about the bed," Qin Wanwan stood up calmly, with a calm face, "How can I be qualified to be your apprentice? I will use all means to supervise you, train you, and make you a competent disciple. The master who has not changed will be a drag on our team, and will be ridiculed by the world as a generation of swordsmen who have not changed. Do you feel the good use of my disciple? "
"But I have finished memorizing a thousand volumes today!"
Jian Xing was anxious. Qin Wanwan listened to this familiar emphasis and felt the pleasure brought by the change of position. She restrained her inner joy and spoke emphatically: "Master, you have to treat yourself better." High requirements, just like when I only needed to complete 2334 points every day, you asked me to complete 3000, and for this reason, you also taught me the spring rejuvenation skills. It is because of a strict teacher like you that I am now a disciple. , Dare to let Master relax, I couldn't sleep at all in the middle of the night, so I rushed to make a set of reading equipment overnight, and wanted to ask Master to try it. "
"Wha... what?"
Jian Xing was scared. When he thought that Qin Wanwan could even remember that the last digit of the points was 4, he knew that the situation was good.
Qin Wanwan jumped out of bed and opened the curtain. Jian Xing saw a chair frame. The place where the chair frame was sitting had been evacuated. There was a pile of sharp cones below and a stick hanging above. The rope looks like some kind of torture instrument.
"Mortal scholars, in order to study hard, hang their heads and stab their buttocks. I have specially improved this technology. It can detect your distraction and sleepiness. Anyway, as long as you study, it will have an effect."
Qin Wanwan introduced this chair: "When the time comes, you can stand on the top of the chair. I will monitor your efforts in real time. Once you lose focus, the rope above will pull your head down. The sharp cone will pierce your butt, ensuring that you are instantly awake and focused. I don't have a sect as good as Master, and I have a powerful person like Chun Sheng. I can only make a small contribution to Master through my own efforts. I hope Master will accept it!"
As Jian Xing spoke, he looked at the chair quietly. At this moment, he felt a strange despair hanging over his head.
Qin Wanwan greeted him cheerfully. Thinking of how he taught Qin Wanwan, he took a deep breath, walked to the chair, followed Qin Wanwan's instructions, squatted on the horse, and asked Qin Wanwan to tie his head. Picking up the book, he shouted vigorously: "Come on! Read the book!"
Qin Wanwan tied her head and chest and waved to him: "Master, I'm going to bed. You are a great master, come on!"
Jian Xing nodded seriously to her: "You go ahead, remember to get up early to practice sword practice, don't be lazy!"
"yes."
Qin Wanwan responded and took two steps. When she thought about it, she turned around and saw Jian Xing squatting half-crouched on those sharp cones, his head being pulled by the rope, and he was looking at the book with his consciousness in a menacing manner.
Qin Wanwan looked at him quietly for a while, turned her head and got into bed.
After tossing and turning until she fell asleep in the middle of the night, she finally got up, sat on the bed and began to meditate.
At that moment, she suddenly felt a vague sense of familiarity.
It seemed like I was in a high school dormitory. I saw the light in the bed next door was turned on behind the curtain, so I couldn't help but get up, turn on my own small light, and open the exercise book...
The two of them endorsed the practice together. Qin Wanwan meditated, which was okay. After all, it was a way for monks to rest. Jian Xing endorsed it with his spiritual consciousness. After a night passed, when Xie Gutang opened the door, he saw Jian Xing At present, the black color and the blade under the buttocks were all shocked.
"Previous...senior..."
"So... so cruel!" Nanfeng covered his mouth and took a step back.
Jian Xing opened his eyes, looked up at the two of them, and smiled sadly.
"Morning." He said, turning his eyes to the book, "If you want to disturb me, you can go practice first, and I will memorize it later."
Everyone dared to speak, even Qin Wanwan was a little scared.
But fortunately, she still remembered her original purpose, so she quickly grabbed the other two people and left, running away.
After the three of them left, Nanfeng patted her chest, feeling lingering fear: "Master, I'm so scared when Jian Daojun looks like this. I always feel like she's possessed."
"It's okay, it's okay," Qin Wanwan waved her hand, "He's in a good mood. You have to be afraid."
"But I always feel that it's too normal for seniors to behave like this." Xie Gutang frowned, "Should we stop studying and think of something else to do?"
"I've all started reading," Qin Wanwan said with difficulty, "The book I bought with fifty spiritual stones can hold ."
Considering the fifty spiritual stones, everyone fell silent and decided to let Jian Xing work harder.
But by the fourth night, Qin Wanwan was a little insistent.
She squatted in front of Jian Xing and looked at him, his eyes were bloodshot and he was concentrating on the book. There was a faint trace of blood on the sharp point under his buttocks, and blood was dripping on his buttocks. Qin Wanwan looked at him in shock and hesitated. : "Master... you... are you okay?"
"It's a good teacher!"
Jian Xing replied confidently: "There are still a thousand books left, so I'll finish them!"
"Master..." Qin Wanwan looked at the blood dripping from him, "I want you to take a rest. It's only a thousand books and you need to carry them."
"Yes," Jian Xing educated Qin Wanwan, "you can do things half-way. If you bother me, I will endorse you."
"Then you have a rest before carrying it." Qin Wanwan looked at Jian Xing's blood-stained clothes and felt a little weak, "At least stop the bleeding first, right?"
"It's just a minor injury, I'll take care of it," Jian Xing said, disdainful of Qin Wanwan, "Hurry up and practice, and stop making any noise."
Qin Wanwan dared to persuade her again, so she returned to the bed, hesitated for a moment, and then used the trick to stop the bleeding on Jian Xing's butt first.
Now Jian Xing is focusing all his energy on the endorsement. If no one cares about him, she is afraid that he will bleed to death.
Carrying it all the way until the night of the sixth day, Cuilu sent someone to inform Jian Xing and Xie Gutang that they would be ready to attend the Qunfang Banquet held once a month tomorrow. Huarong would use her own way to choose a favorite at the Qunfang Banquet. Men take away.
Upon hearing the news, Xie Gutang quickly said: "Miss Qin, go and tell senior to stop carrying it!"
"good."
Qin Wanwan nodded, turned around and ran to tell Jian Xing.
"Master, I must recite the poem. Tomorrow is the Fangfang Banquet. You have a good rest. Beauty is the most important thing!"
Hearing this, Jian Xing slowly raised his head from his position and looked at Qin Wanwan with a smile: "The long drought coincides with the timely rain, and the east wind blows when the boat sails westward (Note 1). I just finished memorizing all the poems, so I came just in time." "
Qin Wanwan felt a little scared as she listened to Jian Xing reciting the poem. She raised her hand to support Jian Xing, who had been squatting for seven days, stood up and advised him: "Master, I've finished reciting the poem. Don't wait." Think more, be more open-minded and act like a normal person.”
"That's wrong." Jian Xing was helped up by her and walked to the bed with stiff legs. "If you don't know Li Du, how can you say that the grass and trees are deep? Beicheng, you should read more and learn from me like a teacher. It’s not like memorizing six thousand books, it’s just a matter of seven days.”
Hearing this, Qin Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly brought Jian Xing to the bedside: "Master, don't say any more, get some beauty sleep quickly, and become the most beautiful person tomorrow!"
After saying that, Qin Wanwan put Jian Xing on the bed and covered him with the quilt.
Jian Xing put his hands in front of him, closed his eyes, and sighed softly: "I have no intention of fighting for spring. Once the flowers are jealous, they will fall into mud and grind to dust. Only the fragrance remains the same."
Qin Wanwan resisted the urge to hit, put down the bed curtain, and walked out the door. As soon as they opened the door, Xie Gutang and Nanfeng came forward.
"Senior is dead? Has the situation improved?"
Qin Wanwan shook her head, with a heavy look on her face: "I'm afraid it's an advanced stage and there's no hope, so give up."
After saying this, she left sadly, clasping her hands behind her back and looking up at the moon.
Xie Gutang hesitated for a moment and comforted Qin Wanwan: "Miss Qin must be too worried. Senior is just stubborn for a moment. If you stay with her well, maybe things will get better."
"Well," Qin Wanwan nodded, "I would like to thank you for your kind words. Please take Nanfeng to rest early, and I will blow the wind for a while to calm down."
Xie Gutang nodded and returned to the room with Nanfeng.
After they left, Qin Wanwan closed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth crazily, clenched her fists and jumped on the spot twice.
She's happy, but he can't even think about it!
He drove her crazy, and she drove him crazy!
She can practice swordsmanship, but it doesn't matter that he can recite poems!
Qin Wanwan felt secretly happy, and after venting her emotions on the spot for a while, she finally returned to the room.
The next morning, Qin Wanwan got up early and started taking a nap with Nan Feng.
They asked Jian Xing to put on a blue brocade gown, half-twisted her hair with a white jade hairpin, and used aromatherapy to iron Jian Xing's clothes to ensure that Jian Xing's hair was perfect even to her fingertips. .
After doing all this, Jian Xing looked at Qin Wanwan: "Am I okay?"
"No," Qin Wanwan encouraged him, "Master, you have memorized seven thousand books, and today you are the most handsome kid in the ghost city!"
After saying this, Qin Wanwan spread her fingers to both sides in the air and exaggeratedly praised: "Perfect."
"I think so."
Jian Xing nodded, quite confident: "My master is now capable of martial arts and dares to compete with God. I will definitely come out on top in this banquet."
"Master is right!"
Qin Wanwan was boasting without thinking, and Nan Feng came running from the door: "Master, Jian Daojun, Xie Daojun, are gone."
Upon hearing this, Jian Xing called Qin Wanwan: "Let's go."
After Jian Xing finished speaking, he took the lead and walked away. Qin Wanwan thanked Gutang and Nanfeng followed him. Looking at the letters in front of him, Jian Xing was full of letters. Mo An illusion of being carried by the wind while walking.
Jian Xing walked through the crowd, and under everyone's surprised gaze, he confidently wiped the bangs that were specially combed on his head.
Having memorized six thousand books, he felt a sense of pride that he had never felt before.
He can memorize so many poems, is there anything else he can do
A group of people walked to the garden where Qunfang had arranged a banquet, and when they reached the door, they were stopped by someone.
"Only young masters are allowed to enter the Qunfang Banquet. Please stay here."
The maid stopped Qin Wanwan and Nanfeng. Qin Wanwan expressed her understanding and took a step back together with Nanfeng.
Seeing that they were sensible, the maid's smile became more sincere. She turned to look at Jian Xing, who was standing proudly with his hands behind his back, and Xie Gutang, who was about to come over to make soy sauce, and said gently: "During the Qunfang Banquet, the Lord of the City fell ill." I can meet you directly, so the selection method, process and some taboos have been changed, please let me know in advance. ”
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and the maid continued: "This time, Sir Emerald Green has set up three exams according to the city lord's preference. Each exam will have a full score of 100 points. The total score of the three exams will be the highest. "
"It's just an exam," Jian Xing laughed when he heard this, "I read a lot, so it doesn't matter."
"Young Master is joking," the maid smiled, "The city lord hates people who read poetry. After you sit down at the table, Master, please be careful when using poetry. If you can use vernacular, use vernacular."
Hearing this, Jian Xing turned around in shock and looked at Qin Wanwan.
Qin Wanwan lowered her head in shame.
"What are the main tests of those three exams?"
Xie Gutang grasped the key point, and the maid turned to look at Xie Gutang: "The city lord likes to be a practical person, so there are three tests, namely appearance, arithmetic, and weapon refining."
Hearing this, Jian Xing's face looked so pretty.
He turned around and pulled Qin Wanwan to the edge. Xie Gutang and Nanfeng came closer, feeling a little nervous.
"What should we do?" Nan Feng became anxious, "If we are prepared, then we are not prepared, right?"
", means not being prepared," Qin Wanwan raised her hand to stop Nanfeng's words and spoke seriously, "It's the reverse preparation."
"Then what should we do now?" Jian Xing gritted his teeth, "I'm good at arithmetic."
"Don't panic, I'll analyze it for you," Qin Wanwan said seriously, "We, Tian Ji, are racing horses. Your appearance score must be very high. It doesn't matter if your arithmetic score is low, but you can work hard on refining weapons. Everyone in the city lord's palace should be ordinary people. Man, with your ability, your weapon refining score will definitely drop a lot, this rule is in your favor, you have to bear with it.”
Hearing this, everyone felt a little embarrassed.
Jian Xing nodded: "Yes, I may be worse than these ordinary people in making weapons."
"Master, have faith in yourself," Qin Wanwan clenched her fist, "Come on."
Jian Xing received the comfort and nodded. After looking at each other, Xie Gutang decided to go in.
The two of them entered the examination room together. Xie Gutang comforted Jian Xing: "Senior, please bear with me. Miss Qin is right. We are all ordinary people here. If we add weapon refining, we should be sure of victory."
After saying that, the two of them turned around the path and entered the garden. When they saw it, they saw several men sitting behind their own small tables, lowering their heads and doing their own things.
When they saw these people, Jian Xing and Xie Gutang froze.
The things they know here include:
Ask the sect leader Shen Zhiming
Junshu, the Young Master of Lecheng
I also met a young man in a pink gown who was in the stage of becoming a god. He raised his glass and smiled at Jian Xing and others.
A coughing man dressed in white lowered his head to drink medicine.
Plus Jian Xing and Xie Gutang of Tianjian Sect.
To put it simply, there are no ordinary people here.
At that moment, Jian Xing almost wanted to turn around and leave.
Is this a fight in the city lord’s backyard
Now the entry threshold for becoming a male favorite is that it is better to go through the tribulation in the divine transformation stage
When did the world of cultivation become like a dog, with the Nascent Soul wandering around everywhere like a dog
Even if he is good-looking, given his arithmetic skills, if he is put here with such a group of transformed gods and tribulations to take the arithmetic and weapon refining test, he will be damned if he can win!