I can't blame me for this matter, I just want to check it out...

Look at you, this is not a mess.

You have activated the Tianshu Archives. This matter will sooner or later be known to Emperor Zhao. The day when the disaster is coming is not far away. Master Changshengxing said slowly.

Old guy, you have to help me with this matter.

We are now grasshoppers on a boat, prospering and losing.

We are in trouble, and Emperor Zhao will also pursue it.

If the two brothers trust me, I will have a way to erase the records about this boy in the Tianshu archives.

Then, when we erased the memory of you and me, the master of Changshengxing slowly said.

With this method, Tang Jijiu said slowly.

Of course, three red balls slowly appeared between the palm of the owner of Changshengxing.

When the two saw the red meatball, their faces changed slightly.

This red meatball is not something else, but the blood-red pill.

After taking the Blood Red Pill, we can peel off this memory and the master of Changshengxing slowly said.

The two looked at each other and said bitterly: "This is the only way now."

The three of them each picked up a blood-red pill and slowly swallowed it into their stomachs.

Above their heads, the memories of Su Xun were stripped away bit by bit.

In the end, three cloud-like memories were stripped out.

The master of Changshengxing waved his hand, and the three memories were pinched in his hand.

And the pages about Su Xun's introduction on that day's book archive were also torn off one by one by one by one by him.

After doing all this, he looked at Ma Doucheng and Tang Jijiu again, and at this time, a hint of fatigue appeared on their faces.

The Blood Red Pill forced the memories in their minds and stripped them away in an almost tyrannical way, which still had significant side effects on their bodies.

Two brothers, have a good sleep.

Everything will be fine tomorrow, and the words of the master of Changshengxing came into the ears of both of them.

The two of them felt dazed and were a little dizzy, and they were sleeping in a daze on the bed.

The pupils of the master of Changshengxing shrank slightly.

With a wave of his big hand, an independent space immediately formed around him.

If someone is here, he will definitely be amazed, because what the master of Changshengxing uses at this time is to cover the sky and the sun.

A ball of unknown flame appeared in his hand, and all the introductions about Su Xun in his palm were burned clean.

All I can do for you is this, and there is a hint of complexity in his eyes.

If Su Xun were here, he would definitely recognize the old man, he was none other than Yunmengze Fanbo.

Only a long sigh was left in the air.

The next day, the debate school.

Today's debate school is not as lively as yesterday.

Those unqualified students and those aristocratic families have left.

At this time, there were less than fifty people in three hundred seats.

Looking at the giant venue, a ring has also been built.

On the main stage of the ring, Ma Doucheng and Tang Jijiu were sitting.

At this time, ten seats had been set up on the ring.

These seats are reserved for these participating students.

Dear students, please sit down.

Ma Doucheng looked at dozens of students and said in a deep voice.

The students sat in the seats and looked at Ma Doucheng and Tang Jijiu.

Dear students, I am Ma Doucheng, the dean of the Imperial College. The one next to me is Tang Xiangsi, the current Imperial College Priest.

When everyone heard Ma Doucheng and the Imperial College priests, they were in awe.

As the dean of the Taixue Academy, Ma Doucheng was relied on by Emperor Zhao and had a great influence.

In addition to Ma Doucheng, the dean of the Imperial College, the Imperial College Priest, beside him, is also an extraordinary figure.

As the Royal Institution of Yingzhou, the Taixue University recruited all the students with amazing talents.

As the Imperial College Priest, this identity itself represents his knowledge and his former halo.

Such an old man is also loved and admired by all literati.

Brother Su, I didn't expect to see the Imperial College Priest before today's competition. Yu Cangyu, who was sitting next to Su Xun, looked a little yearning.

As a student in Yingzhou, there is no scholar who does not yearn for further study in the Imperial Academy.

In the Taixue Institute, there are many manuscript scrolls and a complete six-learning system, which is simply the dream of literati.

Seeing Yu Cangyu's expression, Su Xun smiled with a sigh.

He could feel the excitement in Yu Cangyu's heart as a literati.

After all, they were two of the masters of the times.

One is the dean, while the other is the priest who is well-educated Wuche.

In this competition, the top three students will be selected and qualified for the top three, so you can enter the Taixue Institute for further study.

Although everyone had long known that the top three could enter the Taixue Institute for further study.

But the dean said this in person was enough to make them extremely excited.

Tang Jijiu glanced at the invigilator in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Let's start!"

The invigilator bowed to the dean and the monk Tang, which was considered a salute.

Then, his eyes swept towards the ten students.

In this round of competition, we are competing for debate. We don’t know how to draw lots, and there are numbers in the seats you sit in.

The number is mainly used, with the beginning and the end in a group, which means that No. 1 vs. No. 1 vs. No. 1 vs. No. 8... and so on, there are a total of five groups to compete.

The five winners were drawn in a lottery competition, with one bye. In principle, the person who was bye entered the finals and participated in the finals.

I still understand the rules. If there is anything else to be confused, I will now ask the invigilator to speak lightly.

Many students understood and nodded.

After a while, seeing that everyone did not raise any objections, the invigilator said in a deep voice: "Then the head and tail numbers below match each other and select your opponents in the debate!"

Su Xun looked at the code name on the table, which was an ancient character named Six.

Then the corresponding one was five. Su Xun's eyes swept towards the table opposite, and the one sitting at the table No. 5 was a rather thin young man.

The young man was half a head taller than Su Xun.

He has an average appearance and is not outstanding.

When Su Xun was looking at the tall young man, the tall young man also raised his head and swept towards Su Xun.

The two of them collide with each other, and Su Xun smiles and looks at the young man.

The young man also smiled faintly.

Brother Su, you are number six, I am number four, I am number four, I am number four, Yu Cangyu said lightly.

After everyone chose the opponent, the invigilator hit the center of the ring with a mark.

Five transparent spaces gradually formed on the ring.

Dear students, please enter the place where you debate!

Everyone exhaled and immediately stepped into the transparent space.

At this moment, fifty people in the audience also looked at the transparent space.

As soon as Su Xun entered this independent space, he felt the vital energy around him fluctuate.

In front of him, a projection emerged, which recorded the dialectical process of these students.

In the lower Jiao Tianrui, the tall and thin young man bowed to Su Xun.
Chapter completed!