Chapter 27: Zheng Tao
Chapter 27 Zheng Tao
Go to your house for a drink? Whether he can come out alive is another matter. No go no go!
Mo frivolously shook his head, ignored everyone's admiring eyes, turned around and said to the little official who was stunned on the spot: "Go on."
The little official came back to his senses and nodded hastily: "Hey, this is for Mr. Kuang."
The registration procedures for registration are not cumbersome. You only need to report some information and let the artist paint the portrait, and it is over.
Next, is the most important item—test age.
Martial arts is for young talents, and they can only participate if they are under the age of eighteen. However, there are always some people who are over the age and want to win a name by lying about their age.
Therefore, in martial arts, there are many people who have been brushed down in the age category.
There are still many people who are afraid that they will be over 18 years old in three years, have no reference qualifications, and come to participate in the martial arts just after turning 15 years old. Such candidates can only be said to be unlucky.
But how can there be so much fairness in the world? The wrong timing of birth is also a manifestation of your lack of luck.
The clerk led Mo Qingkuang into the side hall. When Mo Qingkuang was queuing before, he saw that many candidates who had recorded their information were led there. Presumably that's where the age detection comes in.
After entering the side hall, Mo Qingkuang saw that there were still many people waiting in line here. There are two channels for detecting age, one left and one right, male left and female right, used to distinguish.
Just when Mo Qingkuang consciously wanted to queue up, he saw a man dressed as a servant running up to the servant and whispering something.
The little official's face changed when he heard the words, and then the smile on his face became even wider. He came to Mo Qingkuang and bowed deeply: "Mr. Kuang, there are many people in line here, I will take you to another place for testing."
Mo frivolously froze for a moment, and asked with some vigilance: "Is there any back door to go?"
He also doesn't like queuing. Since he was a child, there are not many things that he can do by himself, let alone go in line in person.
The little official smiled and said: "Young Master Kuang, special people should naturally be treated specially. Look at Ninth Princess and Young Master Li, they don't need to sign up in person."
Mo thought about it frivolously, and he was relieved. The rich and powerful are special, and I used to be in Tiannan City, and it was the same.
After defeating Li Ang with one palm, he believed that his talent had been given enough attention, and it was understandable for the Tianxuan court to give him some preferential treatment.
"Let's go then."
The little official led Mo Qingkuang around the side hall and into the inner courtyard.
The inner courtyard is actually not big. Under normal circumstances, it is a place for the head of the government office to take a break on weekdays. It's just a yard, and a few people enter the house.
At this moment, there is no one in the courtyard, only one door is half-covered, and the light inside is dim, so nothing can be seen.
The little official glanced at the half-closed door with some fear, turned his head and bowed to Mo Qingkuang: "Young Master Kuang, I will send it here, you can go to that room for inspection."
After finishing speaking, the little official left in a hurry, and Mo frivolously shouted without stopping.
Once you come, you will be safe, don't approach the house frivolously, the silence here seems to completely separate the hustle and bustle of the government office hall separated by a wall, and the atmosphere is like stagnation.
Unconsciously, Mo Qingkuang felt an inexplicable pressure from his heart.
"There are experts inside." Mo Fan reminded slowly. He sensed that there was no one else in the courtyard, only a powerful aura was hidden in the half-covered door.
Mo frivolously paused when he heard the words: "How tall is the old ancestor?"
"Visual inspection is above the king level, it should be a high-grade king." Mo Fan recovered his strength. Although he can't use it without the help of his body, his perception ability is still unaffected.
The aura in the room is at least a rank five Martial King.
"Then, can I get in?" Mo Qingkuang was a little worried. That is a strong King Wu, a figure who dominates one side, and his meager cultivation level will be wiped out in just one breath.
Looking at it now, the room was silent and pitch-black, not even the sound of breathing.
In the dark, Mo Qingkuang felt that there was a prehistoric beast hiding in it, which made him daunted.
"Go, he is not hostile to you." Mo Fan said softly.
Zhongzhou is the territory controlled by the strength of the Tianxuan Empire, and Jingdu City is the political center of the Tianxuan Empire, and all the dignitaries and dignitaries in it have superb strength.
Because of the space, Mo Fan did not focus on describing too many masters of the Tianxuan Empire at the beginning, but only mentioned the death or decline after the subjugation of the country.
Among them, only a few people were consumed by him.
The one who brought Mo Qingkuang here should be one of them. As for which one, he is also a little curious.
Mo Qingkuang heard the old ancestor's words, convinced him, calmed down his uneasy emotions, came to the door of the room and knocked respectfully: "Junior Kuang Qing, I have met senior."
After a while, a soft voice came from the room: "I haven't seen you yet, come in."
The voice was soft and gentle, making one feel like a spring breeze, and the fear in Mo Qingkuang's heart dissipated a lot for a while.
He opened the door and stepped into the room, only to see a man sitting on top of the central hall.
Then the sunlight outside the door looked at him. This man has a fair face, delicate skin, and half-white sideburns. He looks quite old.
He was dressed in coarse linen, with white smoke rising from a pot of tea on the table beside him.
Although the clothes are not obvious and the appearance is young, those eyes that seem to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes are like bright stars, as if they can see through Mo's frivolity.
"Junior Kuang Qing, I have met my senior." Mo Qingkuang saluted respectfully again, this was the first time he had seen a living king-level powerhouse.
"You don't need to be too polite, old man Zheng Tao, the head of the Imperial Academy of Martial Arts. With your ability, it is not a problem to enter my martial arts academy, and you will be regarded as my disciple in the future." The man smiled gently, and waved his hand to signal that there is no need to be too polite.
"So it was him?" Mo Fan was a little surprised.
Zheng Tao, is the head of the Imperial Academy of Martial Arts, the strength of the eighth-rank martial arts king, but Fu Qing, the head of the Imperial Academy, was the second best in the martial arts exam. He is a character that Mo Fan has importantly described. Fu Qing died in battle.
In their class, there was also Huage, the current dean of the Imperial Academy of Arts. The number one scholar in the literary examination and the top three in the martial arts examination, the three of them swept the top three in the civil and military examinations of that year. They are known as the three masters of Tianxuan, the golden generation.
The period of their rise was also the period when the Profound Sky Empire was faintly rising. Later, due to some accidents, the Profound Sky Empire did not rejuvenate, but declined even more.
And this Zheng Tao is the first backer that Mo Fan chose for Mo Qingkuang. If he enters the Martial Academy, he will be the disciple of the headmaster. If he can become a disciple of the headmaster, there will not be many people in the entire Tianxuan Empire who would dare to offend the Mo family. up.
"Come and sit down, the tea you just made is good." Zheng Tao lowered his eyelids slightly, and stretched out his finger to point to the seat on the other side of the table.
Mo frivolously heard the words, a little hesitant.
"Young man, why are you so restrained? If you tell you to sit, you sit. The old man is not a scourge, can he still eat you?" Zheng Tao couldn't help laughing when he saw that Mo was frivolous and a little scared.
"This... that junior, respect is worse than obedience."
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