Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

第 353

May Wuyao continue on his journey.

As Sect Leader Fang said, the memory of a Golden Core cultivator has undergone a dramatic change compared to that of a mortal.

Even a fleeting glance may etch the names, appearances, and stories of our predecessors into our memories.

She was just deliberately stalling for time.

I would stop every now and then and carefully ponder those few lines of text.

"Ji Feng"

"During the rebellion of the Mingling Sect, he braved numerous attacks and traveled thousands of miles to deliver a message seeking help, but he died before the message arrived."

The person is gone, and we can only glimpse the grandeur of that time from these few lines.

Zhu Wuyao read through everyone's life stories one by one, witnessing countless deaths, passing away, and extinguishing of life.

By the end, I even forgot that this was a personal disciple assessment.

Until her own stone statue appeared before her, Zhu Wuyao suddenly came to her senses, feeling as if the Star-Picking Tower was asking her a question—

How do you want to die?

Zhu Wuyao took out a plaque from his storage bag.

It was that plaque that read, "Thank you, Wuyu, for saving my sister's life."

She erased the word "speechless" and placed it upright next to her stone statue, like a tombstone, quietly leaning against it.

This is something I obtained through the game of chess.

After undergoing rigorous training, there was nothing unusual about it, and now it has found a suitable place.

The gate ahead is wide open.

As soon as Zhu Wuyao stepped out, someone immediately came up to her. It was Yi Tian, ​​who asked rather eagerly:

"Senior Sister Zhu, what did you do at that martyrs' gravesite?"

...This is clearly not a long wait!

What did she do? She gave herself a plaque?

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Elder Chi tilted his head and read the words on the plaque: "What are you thanking for saving my sister's life?"

"What does it mean?"

Elder Xiaobai pondered for a moment and said:

"It should express one's aspirations, hoping that regardless of life or death, one can benefit the world."

Sect Leader Fang remained silent; she felt the meaning of the plaque was—

"You can die however you want, as long as it has nothing to do with the Star-Picking Tower."

Why does it feel like he harbors deep resentment?

Elder Chi agreed with what Elder Xiaobai said, and nodded, saying:

"If that's the case, then I'll return it when I'm cleaning up the clutter. At least it'll be a keepsake."

Sect Leader Fang suddenly spoke up:

"Let's put her statue here, and leave the plaque there; it won't get in the way."

"Huh?" Elder Chi asked, full of doubt.

“This is a martyr’s cemetery. The person is still alive, so it’s not right to erect a stone statue for her.”

"Furthermore, how should the following events be written?"

Sect Leader Fang said, "Leave it empty for now."

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I wish to visit all the tombs of righteous men without being invited.

However, I discovered some things that were rather puzzling.

Some of the inscriptions beneath the stone statues are blank, with no written record of their lives. It is unknown what contributions they made to the Zhaixing Tower that earned them the statues.

Perhaps... it's something that can't be written down in the open?

This is understandable.

Such a large sect must have some things that cannot be told to others.

Faced with Yi Tian's probing, Zhu Wuyao didn't hold back, and she spoke frankly:

"I gave myself a pat on the back."

Yi Tian looked completely bewildered.

Upon hearing this, Ying Mang, the Soul-Chasing Arrow, stepped forward and asked:

"You praised yourself too?"

She seemed to have found a like-minded person and said excitedly:

"I knew I wasn't the only one who thought that stone statue was exceptionally majestic!"

As everyone was talking, the last person stepped forward.

Just as Zhu Wuyao was about to turn around to see who this person was, she was surprised to find that he was even slower than her, but then everything went blurry.

When I opened my eyes again, the scene had changed once more.

A table was set up in front of them.

The writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were all complete, and on the Xuan paper on the table, there was only a short line of text.

Zhu Wuyao looked down and then chuckled. It was indeed an expected question, nothing new.

"Is it acceptable to kill one person to save ten thousand?"

Shen Xun's answer still echoes in my ears—

"It is impossible, because I am that person."

This is a question that will only be asked after passing the personal disciple assessment.

However, it was presented to everyone as a test question for the direct disciples, and everyone was asked to answer it.

That is to say-

The quota for direct disciples is full.

After she became the sixth person, there was no need to ask this question anymore, so she naturally didn't hesitate to bring it up and let everyone answer it.

Really high and mighty.

They spend all day thinking about sacrificing this person to fulfill that person's wishes, calculating how much value this person can bring if they die and what benefits they can bring if they live.

What are the evaluation criteria?

If you are the chosen one, then your actions and answers are the correct ones.

Even if you submit a blank paper, it can be explained as "turning a blind eye to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Even if you hurl insults, as long as Zhaixinglou thinks so, you are "the one who dares to point out the core contradiction, knows the crux of the problem, and is actually the one who created this problem."

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In an assessment, if there are "recommended students," the rest are just there to make up the numbers, and no matter how much they plan, it's all in vain.

Yi Tian was extremely cautious when answering questions.

She thought of many things.

With Senior Brother Song's subtle hints, she had already guessed that the matter of the Xiaotian Sect was orchestrated by the next sect leader—Senior Sister Gu.

If that's the case, perhaps this problem is Senior Sister Gu choosing someone who is compatible with her.

Therefore, we should try our best to align ourselves with the direction that Senior Sister Gu approves of.

Yi Tian first mentally prepared a plan: the correct answer to this question must be "feasible," and in addition, there must be sufficient reasons and he must demonstrate his own qualities.

After considering all aspects, Yi Tian wrote down his answer on the rice paper with swift and elegant strokes.

Looking at this condensed text, Yi Tian breathed a sigh of relief.

It was as if a battle had finally come to an end.

Even though there are many talented people in Zhaixinglou, there are also strong competitors such as Zhu Wuyao and Xiao Qingyu.

But in this assessment, she had thought things through as much as possible and done everything she could; she had done her best.

Yi Tian certainly knew that his actions were improper.

There aren't many ways to climb up.

However, her talent was too poor, and her progress in cultivation was extremely slow over the decades. If it weren't for her trip to Xiaotian Sect, she would have been just an outer disciple.

If she could, Yi Tian would also like to experience the grandeur of roaming the world, but that has never been relevant to her. For those contribution points, she planted spiritual plants, ran through barren mountains, and begged people everywhere to team up with her. The joy of the cultivation world has never been relevant to her.

The meager resources obtained through sheer hard work are simply insufficient to compensate for the gap in talent.

If this continues, she will only be able to wait until her lifespan ends and she returns to the earth.

For her, expressing her true feelings directly was too much of a luxury.

Even without all the hardships, she still wanted to eat well, drink well, dress well, be admired by thousands, and be high above them!

at the same time--

Tang Xin put down his calligraphy brush.

Although there are countless illustrious figures in the Star-Picking Tower, the hope of becoming a personal disciple is so slim for her.

But she still wanted to give it a try.