Chapter Thirty-Five Who is the Fifth?

  After reading "Xiū Zhēn Pǔ Xué" once, Liáng Shān roughly understood the organizational structure and rules of the Holy Sword Hall. This book is equivalent to a career advancement guide in the secular world.

  The young lady is practicing in the Zhengqing sect, although I don't know the news, her status should not be low, and she is still in the Holy Sword Hall. Compared to her, the young lady is driving a car, while I am riding a bicycle, if I don't find a way, Liangshan will fall further and further behind, and in the end, it's just like Zhu Bajie gazing at Chang'e - gazing at the moon with a sigh.

  No! Liangshan took another close look at "Xiū Zhēn Pǔ Xué" ( Cultivation Universal Learning), this needs to be carefully considered, and quickly find a suitable path for rapid advancement.

  An outer disciple becomes an inner disciple, then finds a way to become a holy son. Only the holy son can enter the Zhengqing sect for cultivation. According to "Xiuzhen General Studies", if everything goes smoothly, it takes an average of 100 years for an outer disciple to become an inner disciple, and another 100 years for an inner disciple to become a holy son. The situation is indeed not optimistic.

  Liáng Shān's greatest reliance is the "Bái Gǔ Jīng" (Scripture of White Bones). From now on, he no longer reads books and sits cross-legged on his bed to intensify his cultivation.

  Less than half a time, outside was a commotion, someone shouted: "It's the Third Prince! It's the Third Prince!"

  Liáng Shān's curtain hangs down, observing white light, concentrating silently reciting Bái Gǔ Liú Guāng Jué.

  The benefits of Bai Gu Liu Guang Jue lie in its abandonment of the false and pursuit of the true, as the entire practice can be achieved without relying on strong aids such as taking elixirs or using magical instruments.

  Liáng Shān's heart and soul slowly came to a realization. At this time, the two observation decks beside the Kūn character house were packed with people, each wearing magnificent clothes and having an extraordinary air about them. Mǎ Wén Cái was among them.

  Ma Wenzai arrived yesterday, his face was pale, one eye staring fixedly at the outside of Ju Xuan Building.

  If Liangshan saw him, he would definitely be surprised at how Ma Wencai became the one-eyed dragon. Ma Wencai's right eye revealed a hint of white, and his former handsome and elegant appearance was completely ruined.

  No one knows how Ma Wencai spent the past three years, a person abandoned by his family master - his father and fell from the position of a young master is not worth paying attention to.

  Ma Wen couldn't take it for three months, getting drunk every day until one day the women in Xunfang Building didn't want to see him either. Ma Wen then woke up. Finally, Ma Wen found Master Yin Shangzi in that broken mountain temple on that stormy night, and Ma Wen would never forget it for the rest of his life.

  "You'd better think it over." Yoon Sang-sook's voice floated out of the mountain spirit temple.

  Ma Wenzai knocked his head heavily and his eyes were red all over.

  Ma Wencai missed the best age for cultivation, and his qualifications were only mediocre. Yin Shangzi then applied a forbidden technique, and Ma Wencai took the path of cultivation at the cost of being abandoned by his family.

  The grand entrance of the Holy Sword Hall, Yin Shangzi exhausted his entire life's savings to get a quota for Ma Wencai; a month ago, Yin Shangzi used the Forbidden Technique of the Wedding Dress again, he built the foundation of the middle stage and directly fell to the high stage of Qi Refining, suddenly raising Ma Wencai to the realm of Qi Refining Middle Stage.

  Ma Wencai immediately took action to teach his cousins, who had looked down on him for years, a lesson. Feeling greatly relieved, he initially wanted to continue on to Liangjiazhuang to cause trouble for Liangshan, whom he hated the most. However, thinking that Liangjiazhuang was home to the Mo and Wu families, he decided not to act rashly.

  Ma Wenzai thought to himself, "As soon as I enter the Holy Sword Hall and advance to the Golden Elixir stage, I'll be able to wipe out Liangjiazhuang with just a raise of my hand."

  At this moment, Ma Wenzai looked at the third prince Liu Mingde who was standing on the deck of the dragon boat docked at Qiushui Wharf, and said in his heart that he must get along with such a person.

  "It's said that the Third Prince is the one who holds the jade pendant, and can directly become an outer sect disciple without taking the exam." someone beside Ma Wencai said.

  "Lucky you, having a good dad is just great."

  Ma Wenzai sneered in his heart, which of the people present did not have a good father or family background? Even if it was himself, he had not been favored for many years, but without the identity of the Ma family's aristocratic family, he would not have qualified even with his master's recommendation.

  "This brother is wrong." A refined scholar said: "The third prince was born with a clever talent, able to compose poetry at the age of three, write articles at the age of five, ride horses and shoot arrows at the age of six, and become a master of martial arts at the age of nine. At the age of twelve, the Emperor of Song allowed him to establish his own mansion, and many people followed him to the capital city of Jiankang. Although the crown prince is weak, he is kind and benevolent, so in order to avoid future conflicts between the two princes, the Emperor of Song sent the third prince to cultivate himself at the gate, providing all necessary support. In other words, except for the assistance within the sect, everything needed was provided by the Song country, so that the crown prince would be in the secular world and the third prince would be in the immortal door, complementing each other."

  Ma Wenzai nodded secretly and thought that this scholar's words were very reasonable.

  "It seems that these three princes are not just outer disciples, but even inner disciples and saints may be accomplished." someone exclaimed.

  "It depends." The elegant scholar revealed a hint of an unfathomable smile.

  After three years of grinding, Ma Wenzai's temperament became more and more hidden, ruthless and severe. He thought that this elegant scholar was not necessarily profound and unpredictable, and those who asked questions were not necessarily confused and ignorant.

  From the moment you step into this gathering place of talents, everyone may be your partner, but also possibly your opponent.

  Master Yin Shangzi said that the entrance examination, each time the assessment method is different. Once it was very simple, 108 candidates started fighting, and the remaining 20 became outer door disciples.

  This night was destined to be lively. Shi Hu came in a large sedan chair, which was made of pure gold and had a small golden bell that was similar to those used by the heroes of Liangshan.

  Shi Hu emerged from the sedan chair, his entire body adorned in gold, dazzling many people's eyes. It's all about having money! Shi Chong was the richest man under heaven, and his son's style was unparalleled.

  Tuoba Qiurong was escorted by the strongest ghost-faced guards of Northern Wei, a thousand cavalrymen, each wearing a ghost mask, arrived at the Autumn Water Pavilion, and Ma Wencai felt that the Black Armor Army of the Ma Family Fortress in the past was nothing but rubbish.

  The onlookers at the Gathering of Heroes were all masters, but they were intimidated by the killing aura emanating from this thousand-strong cavalry. Faced with such a cavalry, even Golden Elixir masters could only turn and flee.

  Tuoba Qiurong entered the hall alone, but the killing aura on her body still shook people's hearts. Ma Wencai guessed that she must have an array of ghost-faced guards' killing aura on her body, and she was indeed a high-ranking military officer. As for her long legs full of rhythm and the eyes shining through the ghost face, no one dared to take another look.

  Cui Yingying arrived right after Tuoba Qiurong. Cui Yingying's style was the exact opposite of Tuoba Qiurong, and as soon as she arrived, people were able to recover from the shock they had just experienced, like a sudden spring breeze on a cold winter day. The Cui family of Zhongyuan, a thousand-year-old aristocratic family, was not something that the Ma family could compare to. These four individuals, if Ma Wencai could climb up to any one of them, would have an advantage in establishing himself in the Shengjian Hall.

  Four have come with jade pendants, where is the fifth?

  At this time, the third floor was in an uproar, and suddenly a fat man's voice rang out, saying: "I know who the fifth person is?"

  "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

  Fatso turned around and entered his own room, saying: "I live in a room with a Kanji character on the door. Those who are interested can find me!"

  Fatso is none other than Wang Quancai, the son of Nanyang King, that Wang Fatso who seizes every opportunity to make money.

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