Chapter 18 Everyone else is awake but he is drunk
One sentence broke the defense of the three brothers.
The three talisman masters turned pale, turned around and flew away cursing.
The world was quiet.
"Didn't we agree to be kind to others? Why am I so vicious?"
Li Xiuchang realized it later and reflected on himself. Maybe the overly harmonious environment in Xianchen Sect made him relax a little.
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When Li Xiuchang stepped on the snow and came to the foot of Wangping Mountain, he could see that more than 20 people had gathered on the top of the mountain.
There are not many mountains in Xianchen Sect. It is a bit of a compliment to call Wangping Mountain a mountain. It is just a small mound of earth.
Wangping Mountain, as the name suggests, is basically flat from a distance.
So Li Xiuchang can see people on the top of the mountain from the foot of the mountain.
That is to say, there are few mountains and rivers in Xianchen Sect, which seems rare. Wangping Mountain deserves the name. Xianchen Sect even decorated it well and planted many pines and cypresses on the mountain.
Li Xiuchang climbed to the top of the mountain on the snow. Looking around, there were only his footprints around Wangping Mountain.
It was normal to think about it. Those who could come to participate in the test of accepting disciples were recommended by Elder Zhao's acquaintances. They all had some background. These people would definitely not come here on foot.
Li Xiuchang secretly observed the people around him and judged that there were about seven or eight people who came to participate in the test like him. The others were either accompanying or watching the fun.
After a while, Elder Zhao Yuansi, whom Li Xiuchang had met once, finally flew over and landed on the top of the mountain.
He swept his eyes over several candidate disciples including Li Xiuchang. When his eyes fell on Li Xiuchang's trouser legs covered with snow, he paused slightly and looked at the series of footprints on the snow behind him.
Elder Zhao nodded slightly with approval.
"Walking through the snow, his heart is firm to pursue the Tao." Elder Zhao commented in his heart.
Li Xiuchang didn't know that he had left a good impression on Elder Zhao because of his poverty.
Elder Zhao thought he was "standing in the snow outside the door of a master", but Li Xiuchang just wanted to save half a spirit stone.
"Elder Zhao!"
Everyone hurriedly saluted Elder Zhao.
Elder Zhao coughed lightly and said straight to the point: "I won't say much nonsense. I don't know any of you, and there is no need to introduce myself. It won't be too late to introduce myself after you become my disciple.
"I only look at fate when I accept disciples. Other qualifications and talents are not important. Even if it is a piece of rotten wood, I can carve it into flowers!"
Although Elder Zhao's words were arrogant, no one questioned it. A master of alchemy was qualified to say this.
Elder Zhao continued: "It's very simple to become my disciple. I will give a question as a test, and choose one person from those who pass the test as my disciple. "
"Please ask Elder Zhao to give the question. "Everyone responded.
Elder Zhao pondered for a moment, looked around, and saw a pure white snow scene. He immediately had an idea in his mind.
"It's rare to see such a good snow scene. Today, I will write a poem with the theme of 'snow', but the word 'snow' cannot appear. I will give you a quarter of an hour."
What's so rare about this snow scene? When does Xianchen Sect not have a few snowfalls every year? Everyone was complaining in their hearts, but no one dared to say it.
For a while, some people lowered their heads to think, and some looked around for inspiration.
"Senior Brother Song Yu really hit the topic." Li Xiuchang thought.
Even so, Li Xiuchang was almost unprepared.
Writing a poem about snow, the word "snow" cannot appear. The first sentence that came to his mind was "Suddenly, as if a spring breeze came overnight, thousands of pear trees bloomed. "
However, such famous sentences from ancient times must not be used.
It must meet the requirements and not be well written, which really stumped Li Xiuchang.
After thinking about it, he couldn't think of a suitable one for the time being. He racked his brains to recall the ancient poems he had read in his previous life, and made a second-hand preparation.
If it doesn't work, he will make up two sentences by himself. Whether it will succeed or not depends on God's will.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and it was time for Li Xiuchang and his friends to "hand in the paper".
Elder Zhao pointed to the first candidate disciple on the left according to the order in which the people stood, from left to right.
The man was a long-faced man who looked to be in his twenties. He should not be a new disciple like Li Xiuchang. He was the first to answer the question, and his face was a little helpless.
"The disciple will show his ugliness."
The long-faced man paused for a few breaths and chanted:
"Falling from the sky, pieces like cotton falling into the dust."
"Pretending to be pear blossoms dancing in the sky, leaving innocence to the world. "
You really made a fool of yourself!
For a moment, Li Xiuchang couldn't tell whether this long-faced senior brother had limited talent or was deliberately doing it.
The level of his poem was stuck in a very delicate position.
However, Li Xiuchang always paid attention to Elder Zhao's expression, and clearly saw a flash of jealousy on Elder Zhao's face when this long-faced senior brother recited this poem.
Li Xiuchang had already preset Elder Zhao's poetry level at a lower level in his mind, but now it seems that he is still conservative. He may still overestimate Elder Zhao's poetry level.
Elder Zhao did not comment on the long-faced man's poem and continued to look at the second person.
The second candidate disciple was a red-skirted senior sister. She took a deep breath, her face slightly red, and chanted:
"Goose feathers are everywhere, and children are competing for laughter."
"You can only see the children running, but you can't see their feet. "
After reciting this poem, Senior Sister Red Skirt's face turned even redder, and she felt very embarrassed.
She wanted to crawl into the snow under her feet.
But the others behaved differently.
First was Elder Zhao. This time, he did not show any jealousy, but nodded approvingly.
The third candidate disciple next to Senior Sister Red Skirt burst out laughing, and finally managed to hold back the laughter. He looked at the two candidates in front of him with a mocking look.
The other candidates, including Li Xiuchang, all looked solemn, and regarded Senior Sister Red Skirt as a strong rival.
In a poem of 20 words, the word "child" appeared three times, which was really hard to surpass.
Especially the first trial disciple, his face was pale, knowing that he had no chance.
Li Xiuchang saw that Senior Sister Red Skirt did it on purpose. Obviously, he was not the only one who knew that the essence of this disciple-taking test was to "compete for the worst".
Then it was the turn of the third candidate disciple. He had a handsome appearance, dressed like a scholar, and waved a folding fan in his hand, which was quite like a scholar.
He obviously spent a lot of time on this. Knowing Elder Zhao's preferences, he deliberately wore such a "learned" outfit.
This "Scholar Brother" raised his head slightly, with a confident look on his face, chanting in a rhythmic manner:
"The sky is like fog, and the steps are like flowers."
"No spring willows, only white cassia branches."
After chanting the poem, "Scholar Brother" looked around, and the pride on his face could no longer be concealed.
Li Xiuchang also had to admit that although "Scholar Brother"'s poem was far inferior to the famous lines in his mind, it was indeed a qualitative difference compared to the first two.
But, did this guy make a mistake?
Everyone knew that they had to compete for the worst, but he didn't know?
For a moment, everyone looked at "Scholar Brother" with some sympathy, knowing that he had been eliminated in advance.