Chapter 685: Going to the Exam

Linghu Chong was a man who was lazy and irresponsible to an astonishing degree. Bai Lang had been in contact with him for many years before he knew that the core of this person was like this. And don't look at his super good relationship with Lu Dayou and the others, but fundamentally, Linghu Chong was a person with a strange temper. "I hope he doesn't act like in the original book, clearly discovering that cave but refusing to confess it in the first time. Speaking of which, in the original book, after he got the news of the Bixie Sword Manual, he dragged it for half a year before telling Lin Pingzhi? I don't know what he was thinking." Bai Lang thought.

He went up the mountain to see Linghu Chong. In fact, letting Linghu Chong go to the Cliff of Repentance was because Yue Buqun wanted to temper him, and after letting his heart calm down, he would teach Linghu Chong the Purple Mist Divine Skill. Bai Lang didn't have to think about it. His own set of divine skills made even Yue Buqun sigh, so it was naturally impossible to switch to practicing Huashan's internal energy. This Huashan disciple was slightly watery. Until now, everyone still thought Bai Lang's sword technique was just mediocre...

Bai Lang had seen it in the cave on the Cliff of Repentance, but he didn't find the three words "Feng Qingyang." He was too lazy to touch it inch by inch, so he just said hello to Linghu Chong and left. Now he had to be with Old Yue, taking a few junior brothers as companions to the capital to take the exam, which could be considered joyous. Bai Lang planned to visit Hengshan on the way to see how Qu Feiyan was doing. If it was really okay, he didn't mind letting this little girl become his disciple.

The key was that this little girl actually looked quite cute, and having such an old fool grandfather made people feel sympathy. In the original book, it seemed that this girl had no evil deeds except for being a bit strange. And Bai Lang was still a bit interested in the little nun Yilin, to see if she was still thinking about Linghu Chong. As for Bai Lang himself, he hadn't thought about marrying a wife.

Hengshan Jianxing Peak. Sect Leader Yue Buqun and his disciples were welcomed up the mountain. Bai Lang also saw the Hengshan Sect Leader, Master Dingxian, for the first time. This old nun was thin and small, with a gentle and elegant temperament, and her brain was definitely much better than Master Dingyi's. Sect Leader Yue Buqun and Master Dingxian exchanged pleasantries, while Bai Lang asked Master Dingyi, "I don't know how that Qu Feiyan is doing?"

Master Dingyi put her palms together, "Amitabha, I see that she ultimately has no fate with Buddha, so I didn't shave her head. Now she is just a lay disciple." Hengshan's lay disciples couldn't go down the mountain at will, which could be considered passable. Afterward, Master Dingyi knew that Bai Lang also wanted to see Qu Feiyan, so she let the nun Yichong take Bai Lang there. There was no need for a face-to-face meeting. Bai Lang stood on the side of the training ground and watched the Hengshan disciples practicing martial arts.

He saw Qu Feiyan. The little girl looked very decadent. It was no wonder that the grandfather she depended on for life died. But as long as it was a person, she would definitely be sad. Bai Lang's body was now nearly 1.9 meters tall, his body was tall and majestic, and his appearance was unusually heroic, which was a first-class hero's face. He stood on the side, which was a strong sense of presence—with such height and appearance, Bai Lang was really embarrassed to wear scholar's attire, otherwise, it would look a bit incongruous.

The Hengshan disciples in the field naturally saw such a big man, and Qu Feiyan recognized Bai Lang for the first time. This little girl didn't care about anything and killed with a sword, which could be considered "fierce." "Good! Have courage!" Bai Lang also praised, and then reached out and pinched the tip of the sword, shaking it slightly, which made Qu Feiyan not only unable to hold the hilt but also made her whole body's muscles and bones sour and soft. This vibration scattered all her strength.

"Your grandfather was killed by me, so hold the mood of killing me and try to live." Bai Lang smiled, "Junior Master Dingyi, please give her this opportunity. I see that our Huashan Sect probably won't be in the Five Mountain Sword Sects soon." Bai Lang met Dingyi and said directly, "Two provincial graduates in one sect in Huayin County, Northwest, can be considered a 'sitting tiger' that cannot be underestimated. I see that the sect leader mostly wants to establish an academy..."

Master Dingyi was only grumpy, not stupid. She naturally knew why Bai Lang said these words—she could also see that Qu Feiyan was dead and lifeless. Now that Bai Lang stimulated her like this, maybe she could live with vitality. And the transformation of the Huashan Sect, the few old nuns also had some preparations. The Huashan Sect was ultimately a lay sect that was different.

After seeing Hengshan, Yue Buqun and Bai Lang didn't stay any longer and went directly to the capital. Yue Buqun was okay, but the few junior brothers like Ying Bailuo were super country bumpkins who entered the city, and the whole person was timid. Bai Lang was at ease. If it weren't for Yue Buqun's obstruction, Bai Lang even wanted to go to the "Beizhen Fusi" (Northern Secret Service) and the Eastern Depot to see. There were many experts in the BJ city. Bai Lang saw experts riding horses when he was drinking these days.

Although the clothes were not "flying fish robes," Bai Lang could recognize that these were Brocade Guards by the knives at their waists. The martial arts were at least no worse than Yue Buqun's. There was more than one such expert riding a horse. What Bai Lang saw was a whole team. As for the expert eunuchs of the Eastern Depot, Bai Lang was afraid he wouldn't see them in the restaurant.

Bai Lang and Yue Buqun were originally late, but they would enter the examination hall in ten days. On this day, in the middle of the night, Bai Lang and Yue Buqun arrived at the examination hall. After undressing and searching, they entered. Bai Lang saw the examination questions, thought for a while, and then wrote them down without adding any words. After that, he waited to hand in the paper. Anyway, he didn't care whether he could pass—compared to a metropolitan graduate, a provincial graduate was freer. Bai Lang sat in the examination shed, bored, and suddenly remembered that it seemed the Altan Khan was about to enter the pass to rob?

After the exam, Yue Buqun was still nervous, while Bai Lang was looking for delicious food everywhere in the BJ city—in this day and age, there should be something with good taste in the BJ city. Anyway, he ate his fill of big ducks and mutton. Bai Lang was actually very conspicuous on the road. Who told him to be a strong man? When he sat in the restaurant to eat and drink, a person sat in front of him, and a sign was placed on the table.

"Yo, what is this person looking for me, a provincial graduate from Huayin County?" Bai Lang asked. The sign in front of this middle-aged man was from the Brocade Guards. It seemed that he was also here to touch his bottom. After a few words, it was indeed to touch his bottom, fearing that he would cause trouble. Now that he knew he was a provincial graduate, he was relieved—the problem was that the Brocade Guards only found him now? Was it a bit too lazy?

The day of the results came. Everyone sitting in the fellow-townsman association was a provincial graduate from Shaanxi, all with pale faces, except for Bai Lang. This guy called a duck and was drinking small wine and eating duck on the side. "Ah, don't worry, we provincial graduates from Shaanxi usually don't pass—there are many from Xi'an Prefecture, but we from Huayin County have no play." This made people want to hit him...