The next morning, Su Yun got up early and went outside the Shenxiu Building to stretch his muscles, but his right arm was still burning with pain.
He finally had a good sleep these two days, and felt relaxed physically and mentally. He looked outside and saw that the snowstorm had stopped overnight, leaving the academy covered in snow.
There were Taoist priests wearing green cloth hats sweeping the road, and there were people carrying baskets picking up feces on the road.
Not long after, Huahu and the others got up, and Qingqiu Yuezha said, "I had a very strange dream last night. I dreamed that Brother Xiaoyun broke into my dream with that big yellow bell on his head, chasing a dark monster."
The little foxes were surprised and shouted, "I had the same dream!"
"Me too!"
"Brother Xiaoyun even touched my head and told me to sleep peacefully!"
"Brother, have you ever had this dream?"
Su Yun came forward and listened to them talking about their dreams last night. He was extremely surprised and said, "I had the exact same dream!"
Li Muge walked out of the building, looking back repeatedly, and said with a strange expression: "Last night, a spiritualist died downstairs. It was said that he died of infatuation. This person disappeared just like that..."
At this time, a beast chariot drove over, and the giant beast stopped in front of Shenxiu Tower. The window on the second floor opened, and Monk Tu Ming stuck his head out and said with a smile: "Come up, I have prepared a meal!"
Hu Ping and his men cheered and hurriedly got into the car.
Li Muge didn't get in the car and said, "I still need to go home to see my sister. I haven't seen her for a long time."
Su Yun wanted to ask him what the bad atmosphere of Wenchang Academy was, but he couldn't say it clearly, so he just waved goodbye and said, "Be careful on your way, brother."
Li Muge left.
Su Yun was the last one to get on the bus. He saw a table full of vegetarian food on the second floor.
The giant beast started to move, and the beast sedan carried them around the academy. Monk Tu Ming sat aside and introduced the origin of the beast sedan to everyone.
Su Yun also sat down to eat and listened attentively.
The giant beast carrying the wooden building on its back is called Fushan. It has four legs and little hair. Its body is very smooth. When it squats on all fours, it looks like a big hippopotamus, but it has fangs in its mouth that can dig into the ground. It is much bigger than a hippopotamus, and it has a tail behind its butt that gradually becomes thinner.
Fushan is neither a demon nor a monster, has no soul attached to him, and is simple-minded, but he is extremely powerful and has thick skin and flesh.
This monster has little wisdom and little sense of pain, and was originally raised by people for food. Later, during wars, people built arrow towers on the back of the mountain and used them as mobile arrow towers, with spiritualists standing guard on the towers.
In peacetime, as the city grew larger, people started to think about building small houses on the back of the mountain and using them as sedan chairs. This type of sedan chair was common in Shuofang City.
They were driven out of the enclosure last night, riding on this kind of mountain-carrying chariot.
Monk Tu Ming changed the subject and said with a smile, "Your Excellency, I had a discussion with the Minister of Justice last night. The Minister of Justice was very easy to talk to. He told me that Wenchang Academy can cooperate with you. You can get food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and use Wenchang Academy to conceal your identity. But there is one condition."
Su Yun's eyes fell on his raised finger and asked, "What are the conditions for the position of Prime Minister?"
Monk Tu Ming shook his finger and said in a deep voice: "The Minister of State requires the envoy to excel in this entrance examination and must get the first place! The envoy must get the first place in the examination and then apply for my Wenchang Academy to enhance the reputation of Wenchang Academy and surpass the Shuofang Academy, Moxia Academy and Jiuyuan Academy!"
Su Yun thought for a moment and said, "My right arm injury has not healed yet. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to get first place."
Monk Tu Ming's mind jumped: "Last night, he was injured while fighting with the Jiehui monster, and he even injured the Jiehui monster? He is indeed a demon from Tiandao Academy! If his right arm recovers, how strong will it be?"
"Don't worry, Your Excellency. This injury won't be a problem for Wenchang Academy."
Monk Tu Ming calmed down and said with a smile: "I will immediately invite the best doctor in the academy, and I guarantee that the injury on your right arm will be healed within two days!"
Su Yun put down his chopsticks and said, "I know nothing about the official training methods of Shuofang. I need to learn it."
"Can!"
Monk Tu Ming said decisively: "Master Xianyun of Qingmiao Academy is the best teacher to teach the official training method Bifang Shenxing Yangqi Pian. I will immediately arrange for him to give lectures to the envoy!"
Su Yun nodded.
Monk Tu Ming jumped off the mountain sedan chair and walked away quickly.
Su Yun picked up the chopsticks with his left hand and continued eating.
Huahu looked around and whispered, "Xiaoyun, let's run! Now that no one has discovered us, we can escape from Wenchang Academy!"
Su Yun wondered: "Why are you running away?"
Hua Hu gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "We are not envoys. What case are we going to investigate? How should we investigate? Where should we investigate? What can we do if we find out? Who should we hand the case over to? If our true identity is discovered, how will it end? Also, there are 30,000 scholars in Shuofang City taking the exam. Can we really get first place? Mr. Shui Jing only taught us for ten days, ten days!"
Su Yun picked up a piece of tofu and said calmly, "Brother, we are from Tianshiyuan, from the No Man's Land. Haven't you noticed? The scholars of other schools have identities, but the No Man's Land has no identity. Without an identity, there is no way to study in Shuofang. If we want Buping, Xiaofan, Xiaoyue and the others to go to school, we must pretend to be scholars of Tiandao Academy."
Huahu was silent for a moment, then said in a bitter voice: "Besides this, is there no other way?"
"There is no other way!"
Su Yun looked out the window and saw that the man who was hung on the lake last night was bitten by a big fish with sharp teeth, which was more than ten feet long. The big fish did not let go and kept jumping around on the lake. On the shore, there was a teacher who was collecting the fishing rod and dragging the man and the big fish to the shore.
The man was not dead and was cursing the teacher who was collecting the club.
Su Yun retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice: "We have no one to rely on in Shuofang. We can only pretend to be the scholars of Tiandao Academy and the emperor's envoy! If we can hide it for one day, we can learn one more day. If we can hide it for one month, we can learn one more month! It's a profit no matter how you calculate it!"
Huahu's eyes turned red and his voice became hoarse: "That servant wants you to defeat 30,000 scholars to get the first place, you..."
"What can 30,000 scholars do?"
Su Yun took a big bite of rice, chewed it hard for a few times, and swallowed it hard with his Adam's apple rolling. He said fiercely: "I will definitely take the first place! Not to mention 30,000 scholars, even if there are 30,000 dragons, I can kill them all!"
The center of Shuofang City.
Here are the tallest buildings, the most prosperous streets, the richest people, and the most powerful families in Shuofang City.
The top floor of these buildings is thousands of feet above the ground, with a dome made of glazed tiles and the sun, moon, stars and celestial scale printed in gold foil. Below are rockery, lakes, forests, bridges, flowing water, and palaces, which are almost like a fairyland.
This place is called Shenxianju, which means the place where gods live.
"Mr. Shuijing, your students should be able to get a good ranking in this exam, right?"
In the Tianyang Palace of the Immortal Residence, Qiu Shuijing sat on the ground. Next to him, an old man in plain clothes stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Sir, you have been in Shuofang for a year. It is time to test your achievements."
Qiu Shuijing drank and said calmly: "If nothing unexpected happens, among the 30,000 scholars in the exam, all the top 20 will be the scholars I taught."
The old man laughed loudly: "Mr. Shui Jing is so generous. You are worthy of being the Imperial Master of Tiandao Academy! I wonder what the accident you are talking about is..."
Qiu Shuijing looked out the window with a deep look in his eyes: "This accident refers to a genius like the scholar of Tiandao Academy. If Shuofang has such a genius, he will be in the top 20. If he has a famous teacher to teach him, he will be ranked first."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It is almost impossible to find a genius like Tiandao Academy Scholar in Shuofang, and it is even more impossible to find a famous teacher like you! After all, Shuofang is still a remote little place, and we can't find a great dragon like Mr. Shuijing."
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked down at the whole city: "This time, the top 20 scholars in the exam will all apply to my Moxia Academy! The reputation of Moxia Academy will overwhelm Shuofang Academy in one fell swoop, and Shuofang Academy will never recover! As for Jiuyuan Academy, it is not even worthy of carrying my Moxia shoes!"
Qiu Shuijing came to his side and said, "Tian Pushe, don't forget, there is also a Wenchang Academy."
"Wenchang Academy?"
Tian Pushe laughed and said, "Let alone the top 20, even if you get into the top 100, who would still apply for the Wenchang Academy with this score? Over the years, the Wenchang Academy has been picking up rags. The only place worth being careful of is the home of a saint."
He looked into the distance and said, "The only saint in Shuofang City, the scholars in his family, should also participate in this exam, right?"
Qiu Shuijing also looked there. There were no buildings there, but an ancient and low palace.
"Saint..."
Qiu Shuijing's eyes flickered: "Is it that person? He wants to become a saint? Who gave him the title?"
The sedan chair was still going up the mountain. It stopped by the roadside halfway up the mountain. Monk Tu Ming and another doctor carrying a wooden box were seen climbing up the wooden building.
After a while, Su Yun's right arm was filled with silver needles of varying thicknesses. Some of the silver needles, which were thinner than a hair, were hollow. The doctor carefully drained the blood clots in his right arm with the silver needles.
Su Yun suddenly felt his right arm much more comfortable.
Doctor Dong changed a pair of silver needles and sent some boiled medicine into Su Yun's right arm through the hollow silver needles.
After treating him for half an hour, Doctor Dong collected the needles and put them back into his wooden box. He smiled amiably and said, "Fortunately, it is only a flesh wound. If it is a spiritual wound, it is beyond the reach of medicine and will be difficult to heal."
Su Yun stretched his muscles and the pain was gone. Even Aunt Luo from Tianmen Town had to seek medical treatment for this kind of injury, but this unprepossessing doctor Dong from Wenchang Academy actually cured the disease with his medicine!
Could it be that Doctor Dong’s medical skills are better than Aunt Luo’s
Doctor Dong's eyes flickered, and he said, "Baldy, come down and talk."
Monk Tu Ming followed him down the small wooden building and looked at him in confusion. Doctor Dong asked with a half-smile, "Who is this young man?"
Monk Tu Ming smiled and said, "He is not a big shot. He is just an ordinary boy."
Doctor Dong sneered: "An ordinary teenager? There is probably only one ordinary teenager in the world who can hurt himself like this!"
Monk Tu Ming was shocked: "Did he inflict his injury on himself?"
Doctor Dong nodded: "His injury should be said to be caused by the impact of his own blood and qi. When he performed an extremely terrifying move, the extremely strong blood and qi suddenly impacted his right arm, which was beyond the endurance of his right arm. The blood and qi were so strong that his muscles, ligaments, fascia, cartilage, and tiny blood vessels were torn to pieces!"
Monk Tu Ming opened his eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief.
He could imagine how terrifying the circulation of Qi and blood was when Su Yun performed that move, and how terrifying the power of that move was!
"I checked his body. His body can be said to be among the strongest among the scholars of the same realm. His body can withstand stronger blood and qi shocks, but it cannot withstand the power of that move."
Doctor Dong said in a deep voice: "Is there any technique in the world that has such a terrifying explosive power? If it were performed by spiritualists like you and me, the explosive power would probably increase a hundredfold! I even suspect that this is not a human technique! So, I want to ask you where this young man came from."
Monk Tu Ming suppressed his shock, smiled slightly, and said, "He is just an ordinary boy from our Wenchang Academy."
"A normal teenager?"
Doctor Dong sneered and turned away: "If he is an ordinary boy, then you are also an ordinary monk!"
Tu Ming watched him go away, then returned to Fushan Chariot and said to Su Yun with a smile: "Let's go to Qingmiao Academy to learn the chapter of Bifang Shenxing Yangqi."
Su Yun looked out the window and saw Doctor Dong walking forward angrily. He asked, "Master, what is the origin of this Doctor Dong?"
Monk Tu Ming smiled and said, "Just an ordinary doctor."