Fairy Palace

  At sunrise in the east, the red sun jumped out of the mountain peaks, sprinkling warm and gentle rays on the earth, and a beautiful day began.

Under the gentle sunshine, the clouds on the Guojiao Mountain were dispelled, and the breath that was visible to the naked eye slowly rippled away, making countless people living nearby feel comfortable and peaceful, allowing the nearby monks to have access to their hearts and practice speed. It has become a lot faster.

   "Clang, clang, clang..."

  In the crisp sound of the bell, the disciples of the National Academy of Education wearing white disciples' robes walked out of their respective residences, passed through the stone path hidden by the dense green forest, and gathered to a platform on the mountainside.

   From a distance, it looks like white clouds floating in the forest.

   At the platform stage on the mountainside, within a radius of several hundred meters, near the mountain wall, there is a magnificent Taoist temple.

  As the number of disciples increased, the place became bustling and noisy.

  At this moment, the closed door of the Taoist Temple suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe came out, standing on the steps, looking at the many disciples below.

   "Uncle Wei is here, shut up!"

   "Wei Hongliang lost his temper yesterday because of the lax discipline of several elders!"

   "Yes, don't touch his mold!"

   "Quick quiet!"

  The disciples seemed to be very afraid of the middle-aged man named Wei Hongliang, and the noisy square quickly became quiet.

  Wei Hong stood with his hand in his hand, and through the blessing of the cultivation base aura, his voice became like Hong Zhong Dalyu’s sound in the square:

  "Tomorrow, the assessment meeting will officially begin. This is not the first time to be held, so I will not say much about other rules, I believe you already know!"

   "All I need to say is one thing!"

  "There is only one quota for entering the inner gate this year!"

   Upon hearing this, the following disciples suddenly fry the pot.

  But Wei Hong's face sank:

   "Shut up, everyone!"

   With a loud shout, it sounded like thunder, and the disciples in the square were taken aback, and suddenly fell silent.

  Wei Hongliang continued:

   "Yes, you heard it right. The assessment meeting is held every ten years. In the past, at least five people were recruited into the inner door!"

   "But this time, there is only one person."

  "In other words, the champion of this assessment conference will directly enter the inner door."

  "You should already know the weight of entering the inner gate. It means that you will become a direct disciple of the national teacher!"

   "Although there is only one place, I hope you will all work hard so that everyone has a chance!"

  Weihong looked around at the disciples below, and said faintly: "Get ready, I hope you can get results that satisfy yourself tomorrow!"

   After that, Wei Hongliang turned around neatly and entered the Taoist Temple, the door closed with a rumble behind him.

   There was a commotion in the square, and all the disciples' faces were angry and unfair.

   "Everyone is working hard to cultivate in order to be able to enter the inner gate and become a direct disciple of the national teacher. What happened?"

  In the front row, a disciple with a Dao Sword on his back said with disappointment.

   "There is only one place, what do you do with this assessment meeting!"

   "If I had known this, I might as well join the barracks to accumulate military exploits and improve cultivation skills!" The one who said this was a burly boy.

  A female disciple next to him said: "If you join the army, the most likely thing is that you have been killed!"

  The burly boy stared at each other angrily: "What did you say?!"

   "You should save your energy and prepare for tomorrow's assessment!" The female disciple said with a sneer: "People who have the strength to win the championship and enter the inner gate, they won't complain like that."

   "The complaints are all those guys who can't successfully enter even if the number of inner gates increases to five!"

   "That's a bad remark," a gentleman next to him couldn't help saying: "Just ask our group of outer disciples, who can beat Zhong Wan?"

   "From my point of view, the national teacher has already appointed Zhongwan as the inner disciple this time. This time the assessment is just a high-sounding cutscene. It's just that we have become a foil."

  Following this person's words, everyone's eyes moved, and many disciples stepped aside with tacit understanding. Finally, a girl appeared in the crowd, and everyone looked at her.

  The girl was about ten years old. She ignored the gazes of everyone around her. Instead, she lowered her head with a puzzled look in her eyes:

   "No!"

   "How could it be one?"

   "In the inner gate assessment competition I experienced back then, there are obviously five places to enter the inner gate!"

   While Zhong Wan was thinking, all the disciples around did not do it.

  The burly boy who wanted to join the army said dissatisfied: "What's your expression?"

   "What kind of expression can it be?" The female disciple put her arms around her chest, rolled her eyes and said: "She is pretending to be stupid, pretending to be innocent, pretending to be innocent!"

  Zhong Wan looked at the female disciple with a reminiscence look on her face. After a while, she said with some confusion: "Sun Xi'er, I know you used to dislike me, but you wouldn't talk like that?"

  The female disciple named Sun Xier showed an exaggerated smile, pointing to Zhong Wan and said:

"Are you crazy?!"

   "Talking to me like this, am I familiar with you?"

   "Or do you think you are so good, so everyone should flatter you and flatter you?"

  Sun Xi'er paused, her expression was cold, her face was disgusted, and the Yin and Yang continued strangely:

   "I'm just a very ordinary disciple, with a weak cultivation base and a low sense of existence. You should not be so close to me!"

   "I can't afford it!"

   Zhong Wan shook his head slightly, and whispered softly: "It's really wrong!"

  The burly young man sneered: "Everyone looks at her, is she still pretending to be innocent?"

   "Disgusting!" a disciple next to him said angrily.

  "Hypocrisy!" The well-mannered young man shook his head and said, "Neither did I expect that the famous and talented Zhong Wan would be such a hypocritical person."

   "Such a person has such a good talent, why is the way of heaven so unfair!"

   "That's right, I don't understand her usually! Who would show her a proud look?"

   "Then you are okay, she once ran to me to show me how good she is, I can't hide it!"

   Rushing insults and accusations passed into Zhong Wan’s ears.

  Zhong Wan looked around, looking at the hideous faces of the same door, saliva flew, and he felt familiar and strange.

  Yes, in the abyss of evil, after the cry of the demon **** Longzhi, she found that she unexpectedly returned to the place where she once practiced, and met these same sects she had been familiar with.

  However, there is something wrong with the foreground, thinking about it carefully.

  She was indeed very poorly popular back then, without friends, everyone hated her and refused to approach her.

  But it was not as explicit as the moment, and was so excessive to her. Before, everyone silently stayed away from isolating her, but now, in addition to staying away from isolation, they even used verbal abuse without hesitation.

  On the way to this square this morning, there were always people in the crowd pushing and attacking her inadvertently. Fortunately, her current real cultivation base is the golden core, and the soul is extremely powerful in the abyss of evil, coupled with the unique talent of the formation, these disciples who are only in the training period are really not enough.

  And when she actually participated in the assessment competition, the number of people in the inner door was five, not just one person at the moment.

  This kind of situation seems to have returned to the past, but it is different from the past, which makes Zhong Wan very curious.

  But I was still a little sad, but I didn't show it.

  She always felt that it was her own problems that made these fellow students hate herself, but she didn't expect that this is either an illusion or a dream again, and there will be the same or even worse experience.

   sighed silently, Zhong Wan turned and walked outside the square.

   Although these disciples seem to want to take Zhong Wansheng away, but they are afraid of Zhong Wan's powerful strength. After all, although Zhong Wan is the youngest, he is indeed the first person in the outside world.

   So in front of Zhong Wan, they still obediently let go.

  At this time, among the crowd, suddenly a few spiritual sword shadows flew from nowhere, and they stab at Zhong Wan!

  But at a distance of three feet in front of Zhong Wan, all these spiritual sword shadows shattered out of thin air.

The faces of the disciples around    were surprised.

   "Zhong Wan is already so powerful?"

   "I can't even understand how she did it?"

   "How powerful is it? It's still cast aside like a mouse crossing the street!"

  Zhong Wan stopped and looked at a twenty-year-old young man three feet away. Zhong Wan could easily detect that one of the spiritual sword shadows came from this person.

   Seeing Zhong Wan’s gaze, the young man maintained a gloating expression on his face, and said:

   "Sister Zhong Wan, what is your look? Could it be that I will be more than ten years older than you, and I will attack you as a kid?"

  Zhong Wan shook his head slightly, did not look at him again, and continued to move forward.

   But there was a flushing look on the young man’s face, angrily stepped forward and pointed at Zhong Wan and said:

  "Clock night! I think you are a kid and don't care about you. What do you mean by doing this?"

  "Do you dismiss it? Do you know the most basic courtesy? No matter by age or entry time, you have to call me honestly, brother, don’t you know the most basic order of elders and children!?"

Looking at this man in his twenties, he was still at the sixth level of qi training, but he was entangled with himself, like a man-eating beast, bending over and yelling at him, his face sulky. The saliva stars splashed all over.

   Seeing Zhong Wan staring at herself in a daze, the young man slowly couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

  He knows exactly how powerful this young girl in her early ten years should be. If she really wants to shoot herself, then she really has no room to fight back.

  The young man swallowed, looked around, and said: "Why, the assessment is coming soon, do you want to do something to the same door?"

   "Even if you want to do it, so many of us are in the same class, are you afraid of you?"

  He wanted to bring other disciples together with him to be bold.

  Zhong Wan retracted his gaze, bypassed the youth and left.

  Behind her, the young man spit on the ground and said coldly:

   "Wait tomorrow!"

  ……

  On the second day, the National Education Institute’s assessment every ten years began.

The Grand Competition of the National Education Institute is a competition where the national teacher selects the disciples. This is not only for the outer disciples of the National Education Institute, but also for the monks from the outside world, as well as the ordinary common people. Guojiao Mountain is particularly lively.

  In the largest square of Guojiao Mountain, countless duels are going on.

  There are no complicated rules in the assessment competition. Many outside disciples draw lots to select their disciples and compete one-on-one.

  The five people who won last time will become inner disciples.

  But after the rules have changed this time, only the champion can get it. For those monks and ordinary people watching the excitement, this change of rules makes them even more expectant for the results of the competition.

  After defeating the opposite disciple with a single move, Zhong Wan jumped out of the ring.

  His eyes swept over the surrounding viewers, Zhong Wan shook his head slightly: "It seems that these people are different."

  In the competition, she also almost always won the first place. The disciples of the same class isolated her and stayed away from her, but the onlookers did not understand after all, and they still reported cheering and support for her.

  But at the moment, I don’t know whether it was the subtle influence of the disciples’ changes or the reason. The onlookers around me still kept their eyebrows cold when she won, and seemed very dissatisfied with her winning the competition.

  But when these audiences watched other disciples' competition, they were all in a normal mood towards the winner.

  Zhong Wan does not know what this is.

  The test continued. The second and third opponents from the back, Zhong Wan all easily defeated the opponent with one move.

  But the attitude of the people onlookers remained cold.

  Half a day passed.

  Currently standing in front of Zhong Wan is already the eighth opponent, who turned out to be the gentle-looking teenager who was insulting and mocking Zhong Wan yesterday.

  This boy is about sixteen or seventeen years old. His cultivation base is nine levels, and his talent is also good.

But Zhong Wan is still a bit short compared to Zhong Wan, not to mention that Zhong Wan at this time is actually already building the foundation, that is, when Zhong Wan actually participated in the assessment and competition, Zhong Wan's age was ten years old, and his cultivation level had already been surpassed. Foundation.

  This is also what other disciples know.

   But facing the clock night when the external cultivation base was the foundation, the young man who was on the opposite side of the street was indeed confident and seemed to have victory.

   "Zhong Wan! Please advise!" Zhong Wan looked at the teenager opposite and bowed according to the rules.

   "Chengtong!" The boy stood motionless, obviously unwilling to salute.

  Zhong Wan didn't say much. Since the beginning of the competition, when facing her, her opponents seemed to have thrown aside etiquette, she was used to it.

  She just mobilized her spiritual power, put out her small fist, and smashed Xiang Chengtong!

  The seven opponents he faced earlier, Zhong Wan only punched out, and the opponent completely lost the ability to resist.

  Among those opponents, there have been nine levels of Qi training, and they also lost instantly.

  But this time, the ending is different.

  Na Chengtong moved a hand slightly, and even put a pill directly into his mouth.

  As soon as the pill was put down, Cheng Tong’s cultivation base suddenly ushered in an explosion, directly crossing the threshold of Qi training and foundation building.

  He unexpectedly used a pill to forcibly increase his realm strength in the competition. This is absolutely not allowed!

  Zhong Wan glanced at the instructor at the National Academy of Education who was acting as a referee under the arena, and saw that the opponent was indifferent and did not suspend the competition, so he temporarily left the matter behind and focused on the battle in front of him.

  Even if Chengtong used the elixir to enhance his realm strength, it would not change the outcome.

  On the contrary, he saw Cheng Tong's aura suddenly soaring, and the surrounding onlookers cheered as if they hadn't seen him taking the pill.

  In the face of Chengtong whose strength has been forcibly raised, Zhong Wan will not retreat with his fists, and will meet him head-on!

   Chengtong has gained a lot of confidence. Seeing Zhong Wan even dared to face himself hard, a cruel look appeared on his face, and his fist raised and slammed into Zhong Wan’s fatal place!

  But although Zhong Wan’s fist looks small, even a bit cute, the speed of advancement is indeed far surpassed that of Chengtong whose strength has increased.

  Before Chengtong’s fist arrived, Zhong Wan lightly hit Chengtong's body!

   Chengtong’s confident and proud eyes instantly became shocked and painful, his face suddenly pale, and he vomited a mouthful of blood!

"boom!"

  A loud sound!

  The fierce air current impacted and spread outward.

Chengtong's figure flew upside down like dropped wings. He fell heavily on the edge of the ring, holding his hands in pain, his face was pale, and the intense pain made his facial features twisted together.

  The cheers of the onlookers to Chengtong stopped abruptly.

   glanced blankly at the onlookers who seemed to be gagged instantly, and Zhong Wan looked at the judge at the edge of the ring.

  The judge announced loudly:

   "Zhong Wan wins!"

  But Zhong Wan is not referring to the verdict.

  She curiously asked the judge: "Uncle Shi, he took Tsukidi Dan!"

  Zhudi Pill was just the pill that Chengtong had just taken that allowed his cultivation to forcibly grow to the base-building period.

  The judge said with a cold face: "Zhong Wan, your cultivation base is foundation building, and his cultivation base is just training Qi. There is a huge gap in the beginning."

  "This is just a comparison between our sect and the same level. The same realm can show the effect of the comparison. So even if he took the pill for improving the high level of cultivation, I think it is excusable."

  Zhong Wan widened his eyes slightly, looked at the judge in disbelief, and asked what kind of robber logic was this?

   Seeing the look of Zhong Wan, the judge's face showed a look of disgust and impatience, and said: "The result has been announced. What are you waiting for here if you are not going to prepare for the next battle?"

   After a pause, the judge said again: "Could it be that the so-called genius is just a caregiver, you will be hard to become a master like this!"

  Zhong Wan was silent for a while, and said: "Yes, Uncle Master."

  At this time, Cheng Tong on the ground seemed to slow down, and said with difficulty: "Uncle Master, this is impossible!"

  The judge asked: "What do you mean?"

  Chengtong pointed to Zhong Wan and said, “Zhong Wan is not enough to build a foundation. My cultivation level has been raised to the same level as hers. She can beat me so easily. This is impossible!”

   "She must have done something wrong!"

  The judge heard Chengtong’s words and looked at Zhong Wan: "Wait!"

   Zhong Wan frowned slightly.

  The judge stepped forward and said: "Chengtong made a point. I have reason to suspect that you used other improper means or secretly raised your cultivation level in violation of regulations."

   "So I need to check you, if the check is confirmed, then you will be disqualified!"

  Zhong Wan fixedly looked at the judge and asked: "Uncle Master, did I offend you?"

  The judge's face changed, and an angry face appeared: "What are you talking nonsense?! Do you mean I'm targeting you? Are you saying that I am unfair in law enforcement?!"

  Zhong Wan did not speak. She felt that this was a very obvious thing, and there was no need to remind and repeat.

  The judge flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly: "If I say this again, I will insult the judge by insulting the teachings, disqualify you, and throw you into the punishment hall!"

  Zhong Wan did not get angry. One is that she has never been angry, and the other is that she feels that it is meaningless to be angry with these people. Moreover, for many years, she has actually become accustomed to the hostility of others towards herself.

  It’s just that the moment is a bit too outrageous, and some are too unreasonable:

   "Why?" She wanted to know.

   "Because you are you! Where are so many and why?"

  Speaking, the judge opened his hand, and aura came out from his body, covering Zhong Wan!

  After a few breaths, he withdrew his hand and glanced at Zhong Wan coldly:

"no problem."

  "Good luck for you!"

   then turned around and announced again:

   "The result remains the same, Zhong Wan wins and advances to the next round!"

  At this time, cheers were heard around the two arenas in the distance, and the battle was over there.

   Seeing those victors surrounded by cheers and applause, Zhong Wan stood on the ring where she was the only one left, looking extremely lonely.

  After the last battle was over, only four were left, including Zhong Wan.

  Next, the last game of the day, the penultimate round.

  Zhong Wan’s opponent is a 17-year-old girl who is also a very famous genius named Sun Mengyun.

  She is the sister of Sun Xi'er who accused of being late yesterday.

  Although Sun Mengyun's talent is excellent, he has just stepped through Qi training and officially built the foundation, but compared to Zhong Wan, the gap is still huge, Zhong Wan still only used one move to defeat him.

  After the judge officially announced the result, his breath was gone, and Sun Mengyun, who was half sitting on the ground with a pale face, struggled to get up.

  She looked at Zhong Wan opposite, her eyes full of anger and resentment.

   said with an angry face: "Zhong Wan, if it weren't for you, I would be enough to enter the inner door this time!"

   Zhong Wan seriously shook his head, and said: "I don't know why there is only one place left."

   "Oh?" Sun Mengyun sneered, "Then treat you as innocent!"

   Seeing the appearance of Sun Mengyun, coupled with the knowledge from yesterday and today to the present, Zhong Wan knew that the reason for the change of the number of inner sects this time had been recognized by all the outer disciples on his body.

  Zhong Wan retracted his gaze, turned around and went straight off the ring.

After    came Sun Mengyun’s vicious curse full of resentment:

   "It's late! You can't die!"

  Zhongwan's footsteps stopped for a while, and then left.

  One day later, the final round begins, and the winner will be the champion of this assessment competition, and will be the only outer disciple who enters the inner door this time.

   Zhong Wan’s opponent was a male disciple who was not much different from Sun Mengyun in age, named Du Kaiyu, whose cultivation was also in the early stage of foundation building.

  Du Kaiyu was handsome and handsome, and when he entered the ring, he aroused the cheers of all the onlookers. However, his current expression looked grim, and he seemed to know that what he had to face next was a battle with a not optimistic ending.

  Zhong Wan walked onto the ring silently, and all the onlookers became quiet.

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  Zhong Wan is used to such a scene, but he is still a little curious: "Why are they doing this?"

   Du Kaiyu on the opposite side heard Zhong Wan’s words and said lightly: "Because you are you."

  Zhong Wan suddenly raised her head to look at Du Kaiyu, because she remembered it very clearly that the judge yesterday also said exactly the same thing when she asked.

   Zhong Wan smiled bitterly in his heart, because I am me? So how wicked am I?

Du Kaiyu asked aloud at this time: "At the end of the clock, everyone thinks that it is because of you that the quota has become one. I will not listen to rumors. I want to ask you. I want to hear you answer me in person. This matter is really?"

   "No," Zhong Wan said.

  Du Kaiyu smiled, looked at Zhong Wan earnestly, and said: "If this is the case, why don't you abstain to prove your innocence?"

   Zhong Wan said with a wry smile: "Even if I abstain, won't you find other rhetoric, such as fear of sin to accuse me?"

   "Then I abstain!" Du Kaiyu said.

  Zhong Wan looked at Du Kaiyu curiously.

  Du Kaiyu showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said, "I won't win anyway."

After    said, he turned and left and walked off the ring.

  In the silence, soon the onlookers also began to leave silently.

  In short, this once-in-a-decade National Educational Academy Appraisal Competition seems incomparably anticlimactic, and it ends very strangely. It seems that everyone is against Zhong Wan, and people all over the world hate Zhong Wan.

  Even news came out that Zhong Wan had ruined this assessment competition alone, and there was a lot of rumors.

  And here, under the leadership of the two teachers, Zhong Wan is walking up the stairs of Guojiao Mountain.

  From the foot to the mountainside, it is the external part of the National Education Institute and the place where the disciples of the outer sect practice.

  The location on the top of the mountain is where the national teacher usually practices and where he teaches the inner disciples.

  Zhong Wan has been practicing and studying here before, so he is very familiar with it.

  Passing around the palace in front of the top of the mountain, passing through some mountains and small lakes and woods behind, the two teachers finally stopped in front of a wooden house in the forest and signaled Zhong Wan to go in by himself.

  The wooden house was very tall, looking like a high pavilion, Zhongwan walked up the stairs amidst clanging footsteps, and saw the familiar old figure with his back facing him.

   is his master, the national teacher.

  In Zhong Wan’s impression, the national teacher does not have a name, no dao name, and all people only call him the national teacher except for his personal disciples.

  In fact, the national teacher didn’t care much about the practice of those disciples who passed on by himself. This is also the reason why Zhong Wan slowed down his practice later and became ordinary.

  In the eyes of the direct disciples, Guo Shi is an old man who sits in a wood hut all day long and tells fortunes. His disciples have always been able to say in one sentence, absolutely not a word.

   Just as Zhong Wan fell into a memory, Guo Shi spoke:

"what is troubling you?"

  Zhong Wan came back to her senses, according to her understanding of the national teacher, this may be the first class she needs to take.

  Zhong Wan talked about what she wanted to know, why people all over the world hate her and stay away from her.

  She has never asked the national teacher this question, and now there is an opportunity in this illusion or dream, so she really wants to know how the national teacher at this time will answer her.

  Guo Shi’s voice was full of wisdom, and said slowly:

   "The me at this time is the me in your heart."

  "This world is also the world in your heart."

   "The world you see is illusory to the real world, but it can also be said to be real to you."

   "They are actually the real face after tearing off the disguise."

   "Actually, in your heart, these people are like this."

  Guo Shi is like a teacher who is persevering and full of patience, and finally said:

   "So, this is your life."

  Zhong Wan's eyes were a little hollow, and he stood still on the spot, motionless.

  These words were like a sword full of magic power, and they pierced her heart easily one by one.

   "Is it like this? Is my inner world like this?"

   "Is this my fate?"

  Guo Shi said lightly:

   "When I brought you back, I had already performed a formal apprenticeship. This time I only officially started to learn with me, so the cumbersome etiquette is avoided."

  "Next, there will be a senior brother who will take you, and he will give you your spiritual stones and magical tools as a teacher. Leave it."