Deep in the forest of chimes.

On a flat ground, there was a long table. An old man in purple robe sat behind the table, squinting his eyes to rest as he was holding a small hammer in his hand, gently tapping the beat, leisurely and contented.

A bronze chime hung on the wooden stand next to the table. The sound of the chime that the candidates marked the direction is made by it.

The old man in purple robe held his cheek with one hand and said lazily: "I said Wukongzi, you are quite well-known in Taoism. Why do you have the nerve to show up and direct your disciples to bully a junior?"

In front of him, an old Taoist priest stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the depths of the fog, with a deep look, as if he could see through the vast fog and see clearly everything that was happening inside.

Hearing these sarcastic words, Wukongzi snorted coldly and said without looking back: "That kid is so talented, you and I know it well, why should you be so hypocritical? I don't believe it, you Confucians will not be moved."

This year's winter test was hosted by Confucianism. Meng Ziyun, wearing a purple robe, is a powerful Confucian scholar.

Meng Ziyun smiled and opened her eyes, "You are moved? You are thinking too much. What are the benefits of recruiting that kid into the Confucianism? Even if you can grab the sacrificial wine, the one who is still the cheapest..."

The situation of Confucianism in Jixia Academy has always been complex and subtle. Decades ago, when the sub-saint Mencius was alive, he taught in the Academy for many years, cultivating a large number of talents and laying a solid foundation.

Later, Meng Sheng passed away and Xunzi was born. He gradually rose in the school palace, challenging Mencius's philosophy, founded a new school, and eventually became a saint. However, he was withdrawn and out of place. Although the new Tao was recognized by the public, he was unwilling to cultivate his wings.

As a result, an embarrassing situation of the two factions stalemate emerged. The strong leader of Confucianism was undoubtedly Xun Sheng, but with the Meng family as the core, the disciples of the Meng faction not only did not scatter, but were deeply rooted and became the main group.

Xunzi tolerated dissidents and became a saint who was difficult to command all the scholars.

Therefore, the Meng family did not want to recruit Yang Zheng, so they would not have sent anyone to suppress Yang Zheng that day. The name was suppression, but in fact they wanted to keep him out of the academy and kill Xun Sheng's hope of re-electing the wine.

Throughout history, Confucian literati are best at this kind of fighting.

Meng Ziyun tapped the table and said carelessly: "I know that Taoism sent you here just to stare at me, for fear that our Confucianism would protect that boy and ruin your good things."

Wukongzi remained silent.

Once the examiner comes forward to stop the hunting in the woods, even if there are two thousand people, it will be useless. Therefore, he must come over and stare at Meng Ziyun.

If Meng Ziyun doesn't take action, Yang Zheng will be dead.

"Don't worry, I'm not protecting Yang Zheng and letting you deal with the order I received. Don't say you are obstructing you, if I don't kill him personally, I will be merciful!"

Meng Ziyun stood up, his eyes sharp, and a killing intention flashed.

Wukongzi still didn't say anything, his eyes were as deep as an abyss.

"Even if there is no dispute over sacrificing wine, the kid inherited the unique skills of Chongxu Zhenren, but refused to enter the Taoist sect. How could we let him survive such a crazy and perverse person?"

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Yang Zheng rushed into the fog.

Xie Chengyun gritted his teeth and followed behind him, with blood all over his teeth, looking very ferocious. Although he was severely hit by Yang Zheng, his feet were not slow and he was determined to stay with him to the end.

"You are the first among the peers who can leave me behind. It is worthy of being the "Chengxu True Sutra". When you move against the wind, your power is indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, I am not a vegetarian either!"

He looked at Yang Zheng's back and his voice was sinister.

That day, Gu Shaochong came to provoke the door and was frustrated by Yang Zheng. Qing Pingzi realized the "Chongxu True Sutra" on the spot. After returning, they deployed the personnel to hunt Yang Zheng. Taking this into consideration, they arranged the best light skills Xie Chengyun to command.

In their opinion, as long as Xie Chengyun was not removed, was not killed instantly, and kept ringing the gong to notify everyone, it was a foregone conclusion that Yang Zheng was dragged down. The situation in front of him was the same as they expected.

Yang Zheng is about to be besieged, how should he get out?

Hearing Xie Chengyun's provocation, he snorted coldly, "The winter trial follows the old rules and the rules remain unchanged. Do you think that only you are ready in advance?"

After saying that, he took out a stack of paper from his sleeve and scattered it backwards.

These papers are floating and scattered, seemingly the same as the thin talisman paper just now, but they are very different. The talisman paper is drawn with talisman patterns, which condenses Taoist magic power. Once released, they will have a short-term murderous intent.

However, Yang Zheng’s papers painted array patterns, which originated from the military formation path. Before coming to Linzi City, he and Tian Dan devoted themselves to learning array patterns, mastered the key points of carving array patterns, and were able to use them to set up arrays.

Once the formation pattern is released, it is not a single attack, but a formation path.

Yang Zheng was afraid that the enemy would be unable to do anything, so he drew all the array patterns. These array patterns took a lot of effort and he was reluctant to take them out, but Xie Chengyun was too persistent to pester them, and it was not the time to be stingy.

Seeing the straw paper coming, Xie Chengyun's expression slightly condensed. As a Taoist monk, his first reaction was the talisman technique and was about to break this round of attack. However, a large formation emerged out of thin air, covering him.

The next moment, a raging fire burned in the air, and the rootless self arises. The sea of ​​fire blocked his way and also destroyed Yang Zheng's figure.

"If you have the ability, you will chase me again!"

Xie Chengyun retreated in a hurry and avoided the pounced flames, but he didn't even care about Yang Zheng's provocation. As for the gong, he had long been abandoned and disappeared.

Yang Zheng ran wildly in the woods and ran far away. He confirmed that Xie Chengyun could not find him again, so he stopped, stood in the shade of the trees, vigilantly paying attention to the movements around him, and waited for the next time the chime sounded.

What he didn't know was that the examiner wanted him to die, so he deliberately delayed not to ring the chime. The time between the chime sounds was far longer than in previous years. This was undoubtedly an accomplice and provided opportunities for Taoist people.

If it were not for the provisions of the Academy, those who had not arrived were eliminated after eight sounds of the bell, and Meng Ziyun did not even intend to ring the bell.

After waiting for a long time, Yang Zheng heard the sound of the chime for the third time, distinguished the correct direction, and rushed to the fastest. This forest was too dangerous, and he didn't want to stay for a moment.

Along the way, he keenly avoided several groups of gangs and got closer to his destination. However, when an accident happened again, a group of people still appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

The man in the leader was dancing in white clothes and graceful. He looked at Yang Zheng who was moving forward with a knife and said kindly: "Brother is Yang Zheng, right? I was entrusted by Mr. Han Fei and wanted to escort you. I have been wandering in the forest for a long time and finally met you!"

Seeing his gentle smile, Yang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you from the Legal family?"

Each company will cultivate manpower in advance and engage in games, and it seems that the Legalists are no exception.

The young man in white robe bowed and replied, "Pei Jun is the same brother of the same school as Mr. Han. Please take a step forward, we will follow you and block the mad Taoist gangs for you!"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I'll have to worry about you."

After saying that, he strode forward and continued to rush towards his destination.

When the fourth chime sounded, Yang Zheng was less than half a mile away from the end and could already sense the specific situation there, and he couldn't help feeling relieved.

This disaster was finally escaped.

He slowed down, tidied up his clothes slightly, and walked towards it.

At this moment, a figure in white flashed out from behind, and Pei Jun came into the air and approached Yang Zheng.
Chapter completed!