Chapter 2425: Talented People Emerge in Every Generation

And the son of the country's divine mandate sat there, cross-legged and upright, ethereal and indifferent, like a burning branch of incense.

Thus the leading incense transmitted the message, and then a hundred birds paid homage to the phoenix.

Next came people one after another, all of whom could be considered familiar faces.

Xie Ai of the Li Kingdom, Yan Shaofei of the Wei Kingdom, Sheng Xuehuai of the Sheng Kingdom, Chen Siwu of the Song Kingdom, Bei Gongke of the Yong Kingdom...

Bei Gongke?

Zhong Xuan quietly transmitted a message to Ju Kui, "Old Ju, did you secretly lower the difficulty of the examination?"

Ju Kui was expressionless, "Bei Gongke is a little more formidable than you know. Of course, the examination difficulty was also lowered a little bit."

Although he was the designer of the Nine Grids Illusion, modifying the difficulty of the entire examination illusion was not something that could be done with a flick of the wrist. The main reason was that when he first designed it, he didn't consider the difficulty grading. Looking at Li Yi, Dou Zhao, Zhong Xuanzun, and the others, they passed very easily!

Now that he realized the difficulty was too high, he was holding the Taixu Hook Jade and sitting here adjusting it bit by bit, starting from the examination checkpoint of Shen Lin Border. Just this one level, he didn't know how long it would take. Where he could relax a bit and where he couldn't all needed to be repeatedly considered. Not only did he need to consider the issue of fairness, but he also needed to consider what degree of adjustment would still make it meaningful as an examination... In fact, during the observation process, he had significantly eased things.

At least let a talent like Bei Gongke be able to squeeze in, so that it wouldn't be too high and lonely, with no one asking about it.

There were actually many people participating in the Nine Grids Examination. With Ju Kui's divine sense, seeing the dense river of stars flashing with illusory light at a glance still made him feel quite dizzy.

Each light point represented an ongoing examination illusion.

As his gaze swept across, the Nine Grids Illusion would continuously give him feedback on the trials. He needed to ensure the stability of the illusion, the fairness of the examination, to handle some accidents that were beyond the design in a timely manner, and even to revise the contradictions in the examination that were not discovered beforehand...

This job was truly not easy.

Now, he was slowly lowering the difficulty of the Nine Grids Illusion, not daring to take a big step, only fine-tuning. He needed to consider not lowering the threshold too much, otherwise it would truly be packed with people. Using Bei Gongke as a standard was very good.

Bei Gongke was one of the top eight in the inner mansion field of the last Yellow River Assembly, a renowned talent in the world. Furthermore, he was now a pillar of the Yong Kingdom and a powerful figure in Shen Lin. As the first talent of the Yong Kingdom, matching its name and reality, with the rise of the Yong Kingdom's national power, he could almost be called a model of "heroes carrying destiny, and destiny fitting heroes." His strength was no longer comparable to the past, and people all over the world should look at him with new eyes.

If one were to discuss it seriously, those people who were among the top eight in the inner mansion field that year might not necessarily be able to compare to him. Well, except for Chu Men, who was already dead, the others were actually stronger than Bei Gongke.

Jiang Wang, Huang Sheli, Qin Zhizhen, Zhao Rucheng, Xiang Bei, Xie Ai... What a lineup was this?

Ju Kui increasingly realized that the quality of the inner mansion field of the Yellow River Assembly that year was truly terrifyingly high, perhaps the best in history.

In short, Bei Gongke was a very suitable threshold.

Those who were not as good as him could not enter.

With a clear reference, the work could be considered a bit easier. As for the illusion examination below Shen Lin Border, he couldn't manage it for now, and there was no need to worry too much. After all, the Tai Xu Academy could accommodate them.

Under Zhong Xuan's gaze, Bei Gongke, wearing short armor and carrying double swords, walked into the heavenly palace with a martial stride.

His posture was upright, and he also tried very hard to show his momentum, but the fatigue in his eyebrows and eyes was hard to hide, showing that passing through the Nine Grids was not easy for him. However, after entering the palace, he looked around, and immediately became high-spirited again. Those who work hard will not be disappointed by heaven; their efforts will finally be rewarded! It was not in vain that he had risked his life and strived hard over the years. I can actually sit together with these people!

Having seen absolute world talents before, Bei Gongke was humble after all and didn't let himself get too carried away.

He subconsciously prepared to go to the last position to sit down, but Zhong Xuanzun from Fenghuagai Linzi and Wang Yiwu from Qizhan Wushuang had already occupied that side. People were chatting happily with friends, so it was not good to squeeze in without knowing better. So he turned left and sat alone in "San Yi."

"San Yi" was not a particularly comfortable position either, because separated by one position was "San San," which was the Seven Kill True Person, Lu Shuanghe.

As the "poor student" of this heavenly palace, he didn't have too many choices, so he gritted his teeth and sat down, sitting upright, with his eyes not looking sideways.

Lu Shuanghe sat there expressionless, not even a single strand of hair moving.

Perhaps he had been gritting his teeth for too long, Bei Gongke inexplicably felt his scalp a little itchy, but he didn't dare to scratch it, afraid of disturbing the important person beside him.

But the more he dared not scratch, the more itchy he felt... It could be called a mental barrier!

The empty meditation mat beside him was like an empty world. It was very empty and desolate, and there seemed to be a cool breeze blowing in all the time, making his spine feel cold.

Should he greet True Person Lu?

What if he didn't respond?

It was fine if he didn't respond, but what if he disliked being bothered?

Someone, please come quickly and sit down!

Bei Gongke, who was majestic in the Yong Kingdom and regarded as the core of the next generation, after several considerations, finally turned his head and planned to have a brief chat with True Person Lu.

A woman wearing horse boots, battle clothes, and with dark, shiny skin and short hair occupied his line of sight and sat in "San Er."

Someone came!

The blank space between him and Lu Shuanghe was finally filled.

But Bei Gongke not only couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, but his forehead tightened, and he became even more uncomfortable.

Others might not recognize this Mo Xian who didn't appear often, but how could he, the first talent of the Yong Kingdom, not recognize Mi Yi?

She was one of the attendants at the "Shangtong" meeting, undoubtedly a core high-level figure of the Mo family!

The Mo family's battle clothes in this era were basically designed and completed under her leadership.

Furthermore, she was a strong figure who "must correct wrong must overcorrect."

When he came, Bei Gongke was still thinking, She Disheng defected, Mo Jingyu died, Xi Xiangyi was expelled, Xi Ming followed away... If someone from the Mo family wanted to come to Chaowendao Heavenly Palace to seek the Dao, who would it be? In the young generation, it seemed that no one was left. Someone like Mo Wenqin could barely be considered a genius, but he was still not as good as him.

It was so difficult for him to pass the examination, almost being eliminated, so someone like Mo Wenqin definitely couldn't pass.

Yet, he didn't expect that it would be a Mo family True Person of Mi Yi's level.

But since Lu Shuanghe had come, Mi Yi was nothing special. With True Monarch Jiang's current cultivation, guiding her was more than enough.

The problem was... Mi Yi was sitting next to him.

Now, the relationship between the Yong Kingdom and the Mo family was subtly tense.

The Yong Kingdom took Mo learning as its national learning, thus gaining the support of the Mo family, and also went further and further down the road of improving people's livelihood with mechanism art. Correspondingly, the Mo family's discourse power in the Yong Kingdom also continuously expanded.

The current Yong Kingdom was not expanding externally, but developing its own strength.

As for whether to participate deeply in the national system, the Mo family's attitude was not absolute. The high-level figures of the Mo family had a consensus of "wait and see." They needed to weigh things in the specific development of the Yong Kingdom. So they participated in Yong Kingdom politics, but not too much.

Top-level figures of the Mo family like Mi Yi did not even enter officialdom in the Yong Kingdom.

Once one had contact with the national system, there were only two paths. The former was the Dao Sect, directly participating in the creation of the national system. The latter was like the Legalists, whose disciples entered officialdom, while the holy land stood alone.

But Ju City was still deliberating. In the water control assembly not long ago, Qi Maoxian represented the Yong Kingdom, but there was a tendency to lean towards the Dao Sect.

Emperor Yong Han Xu seemed to want to learn from the former Zhuang Chengqian and play the game of having several boats.

Bei Gongke sat here, truly not knowing how he should answer if Mi Yi came to question him, because the Yong Court's attitude was actually also not clear. He was unable to speak.

Fortunately, after Mi Yi sat down, she only nodded to him, and then started chatting with Lu Shuanghe beside her.

Bei Gongke silently breathed a sigh of relief, then lifted this breath again.

Nandou Hall had always been in the South Domain, and Ju City had also long hovered in the South Domain. These two True Persons must have recognized each other.

But looking at them today, not only did they recognize each other, but they seemed very familiar?

At least a cold person like Lu Shuanghe was also willing to spend time chatting with Mi Yi.

Bei Gongke's heart was filled with myriad thoughts, and suddenly a thought came to him. Was it possible for Lu Shuanghe to join Ju City?

This would not only affect the situation in the South Domain, but also be an extremely important consideration for the Yong Kingdom's decision.

A contemporary top-level True Person like Lu Shuanghe was inevitably an existence who could prove the Dao. The only thing that needed to be deliberated was what level of True Monarch he would establish after proving the Dao.

True Monarch Jiang was the strongest Dong Zhen cultivator since the heavens and earth were opened. He proved the Dao in the ten thousand worlds with the most brilliant posture. A True Monarch with such achievements, his strength could almost be set as the limit for newly promoted True Monarchs. Based on his performance, he directly faced Yan Chunhui and forced the Person Demon Yan Chunhui to change his path with great momentum, even removing the title of Person Demon. This showed that True Monarch Jiang could at least escape in front of Yan Chunhui.

On Guanhe Terrace, True Monarch Jiang even dared to draw his sword against Ying Jianghong. Setting aside the influence of the situation, did it mean that he at least had the confidence to receive one sword from the South Heavenly Master?

Bei Gongke usually liked to discuss the strength ranking of the world's strong individuals, and even privately imitated Mi Zhiben of the Yao Realm and ranked a list. Therefore, he had a particularly profound understanding of the weight of the people sitting in the Heavenly Palace today.

Taking True Monarch Jiang as the benchmark for newly promoted True Monarchs, Lu Shuanghe would probably be slightly weaker?

That was also enough power to stir up the winds and clouds of the world!

The people who entered Chaowendao Heavenly Palace had the meaning of coming in batches, one after another.

When the first people from the original field came, people from other countries followed.

When Mi Yi arrived, the talents from the sect system then came in succession.

Mo Ci from Qingya Book Academy, Ji Li from Muggu Book Academy, Yi Tang from Renxin Hall, Xie Junmeng from Dongwang Valley, Fu Yanqing from Yang Valley, Ye Lan'er from Sanfenxiang Building, Zhuo Qingru from Sanxing Palace...

One after another, they gradually dispelled the emptiness of the Lun Dao Hall.

Ye Lan'er undoubtedly sat in the Fifth position, which was the last empty seat in the first row.

The remaining people then sat very casually, basically sitting wherever there was an empty seat.

Of course, Zhuo Qingru definitely wanted to squeeze forward a bit to make it convenient to record first-hand information. But she came late, and there were no empty seats in the first row, so she could only hesitate among the several empty seats in the second row.

During this hesitation, she received a look from Ju Kui.

"Ah, Uncle Ju, you're here too." Zhuo Qingru pretended to be surprised, twisted and squeezed to sit next to Ju Kui, in the Eighth position.

"How fresh! I'm still a member of the Tai Xu Cabinet!" Ju Kui was cold and icy.

"He even designed the Nine Grids Illusion," Zhong Xuan added softly from the side.

"Haha, I almost forgot!" Zhuo Qingru didn't know what kind of energy she was "haha-ing" with.

Like all young people who revere stern elders, she felt uncomfortable sitting there, looking left and right to ease the awkwardness. With one glance, she saw Uncle beside Zhong Xuan, using a pen as a knife, carving and writing incessantly.

Her eyes lit up, "Mister Zhong! What are you recording?"

Zhong Xuan looked at her strangely. This Legalist disciple's curiosity for first-hand news was a bit more like a Historian. He casually lifted the bamboo slip in his hand and let her take a look, "Here, it's very simple information."

Zhuo Qingru looked and saw that there was indeed nothing interesting, and was quite disappointed, but her face still showed great interest, "Do I even need to record my seat?"

The historical significance of Chaowendao Heavenly Palace was absolutely extraordinary. Every word left today would be repeatedly gazed upon in the future. Zhong Xuan had such a clear judgment, but he, as a Historian, did not judge, only smiled, "Recording is just this boring."

Zhuo Qingru pursed her lips regretfully, "Can't you polish it a little?"

"Then it wouldn't be orthodox history." Zhong Xuan put the bamboo slip back, picked up his knife-pen and continued to carve. Every person who came in, what name they had, and where they sat, he carefully recorded.

Seeing that Zhuo Qingru also wanted to write something, this trip to the Heavenly Palace was worthwhile. Just now, she only glanced at it, and there were many details worth exploring deeply.

Chaowendao Heavenly Palace opened its doors wide, and people from all sides came to seek the Dao.

Even Xie Junmeng from Dongwang Valley, who once had a big fight with Jiang Wang, came. Yang Valley, which never inquired about the matter of Shen Lu and didn't care about the matter of the sea islands recently, also had Fu Yanqing, an old war friend of Jiang Wang. True Monarch Jiang's best friend in the sea, Zhu Biqiong, did not come.

Perhaps it was the hidden reason of the Fishing Sea Building, or perhaps Zhu Biqiong was also busy with her own affairs.

Ning Shuangrong from Jian Ge also came. Only, although she was from the same sect as Wan Xiangjian Zhu, who crossed the Nine Grids, she seriously coped with the examination and passed all the way, hence the sequence of arrival.

In principle, it was enough for one side force to send one person to seek the Dao; there was no reason to send the whole family.

But as Si Ge Zhu said, Wan Xiangjian Zhu was one generation, and Ning Shuangrong was another generation. How could they be mixed up?

If not for some self-pride in her identity, Si Ge Zhu would have personally come. Had the Jiang surname learned less in Jian Ge? You are also a True Monarch, and I am also a True Monarch. I initially guided you, and learning back is not wrong.

You are in me, and I am in you, and the great Dao is formed. If the heaven and earth sword box only hides its own sword, how can it be so broad and rich?

The world's sword art was originally one family, and this family was called Jian Ge.

Ning Shuangrong herself actually both wanted to come and didn't want to come, quite entangled, but with Si Ge Zhu's push, she also came. However, she didn't squeeze forward, just quietly sat beside Wan Xiangjian Zhu, in "Shi Si."

Let's come and ask about the Dao! It's also like asking for a sword in the old days.

Seeing the crowd sitting down one by one, there were not many empty seats left. Jiang Wang, who was sitting at the end, then looked at Ju Kui.

The question in his eyes was very clear. Are there still people coming?

At this moment, the vast majority of examinees had already been eliminated. The remaining people were basically stuck in the Nine Grids Illusion and couldn't move forward. Instead, several were making steady progress step by step and had a chance to pass, but there wasn't enough time either.

The Nine Grids designed by Ju Kui emphasized talent rather than strength. The examination for different borders was not the same. Basically, they all forced out the examinees' limits, and time was also an important issue.

It wasn't that there were so few geniuses in the current world, and only this many people could pass the Nine Grids. The main reason was that talents were concentrated in big countries and big sects, and from forces all over the world, if one came, another wouldn't be too likely to come.

The simultaneous arrival of Wang Yiwu and Ji Zhaonan was a special situation. Wang Yiwu's path destined him to want to see Jiang Wang before pushing open the door to Dong Zhen.

As for Wan Xiangjian Zhu and Ning Shuangrong, Si Ge Zhu was also quite special.

Ju Kui seriously patrolled the "Shen Lin Nine Grids" again and gave Jiang Wang a very certain negative look.

But just as he gave this look, the big door of the Heavenly Palace quietly pushed open, not giving Ju Kui any face.

Standing at the door was a small boy wearing brocade clothes and exuding an exquisite noble air. He stood there very properly. His pair of black and bright eyes were full of curiosity as he gazed at the people in the hall.

Even as stern as Ju Kui, there was a look of surprise in his eyes for a moment.

Because he had not yet adjusted the difficulty of the Nine Grids Illusion below Shen Lin Border.

That is to say, this child who walked into Chaowendao Heavenly Palace at this moment had passed the examination with the same border standard as a member of the Tai Xu Cabinet.

He quickly retrieved this small boy's illusion record and discovered that throughout the entire examination process, he had not made a single mistake and advanced very quickly. No matter what difficulty he faced, he hardly thought about it. This was the performance level of Zhong Xuanzun.

Undoubtedly a talent's choice, an absolute world posture!

The gazes from all corners of Chaowendao Heavenly Palace fell on this small boy.

He was a little shy and embarrassed, subconsciously taking half a step back, but then he remembered something and bravely stood firm. He bravely faced the various predecessors in the hall, his line of sight turned, and then he saw Jiang Wang. The anticipation, strangeness, and nervousness on his small face immediately turned into surprise. He smiled brightly and waved his hand vigorously, "Uncle Jiang!"

The Heaven Human Dharma Form's emotions were extremely faint, not to mention being happy or unhappy. There was a hidden guess in his heart, but he was not very sure, after all, he hadn't seen him for several years, "You are..."

"I'm Xuan Jing, Uncle Jiang!" The small boy was lively, bright, and very likable, "You don't remember? You even held me when I was small!"

"Oh!" He laughed again, "Today I have come to the Heavenly Palace to seek the Dao. I should not climb relatives."

Saying that, he bowed slightly, cupped his hands, and performed a rite like a little adult, "Mister!"

Looking at this lively and cute little genius, for a moment, Jiang Wang, who was already in his standing year, had a flash of illusion in his heart.

Bao Bo Zhao, who was handsome, talented, and outstanding, died unclearly on the Qixia battlefield.

Bao Zhongqing, whose talent was not inferior to his brother and whose ruthlessness far surpassed him, died unclearly in the disaster of Zhanglinchuan.

And Bao Zhongqing's son, Bao Xuanjing, who was eight and a half years old this year, just grew up like this quietly.

He actually had such talent.

The talents of the old days were no longer heard, and the new generation replaced the old!

Eight and a half year old Bao Xuanjing had already walked into Chaowendao Heavenly Palace.

What was I doing when I was eight and a half years old?

Jiang Wang asked himself.

At that time, I was already on the road to seeking the Dao.

I had already set a goal, wanting to move forward, wanting to surpass an ordinary life, and walk an extraordinary road.

I wanted to walk into the cultivation world of vertically drawn swords and a blue sky, and ask if the push on the bank of Fengxi River should be done.

But I didn't walk as far as Bao Xuanjing did. At that time, there was no Chaowendao Heavenly Palace, no Taixu Xuanzhang, and even more so, no Tai Xu Academy would exist.

At that time, the Taixu Illusion had already been built and spread throughout the world, but I was still far from being qualified to touch it.

The small boy named Jiang Wang at that time was still working hard to pass the entrance exam of the Fenglin City Dao Academy's outer door, and he still needed to work hard for several years. That was already the broadest immortal road that a son of a small town medicine merchant could access.

How narrow was the beginning of this grand Chaowendao Heavenly Palace?

What Jiang Wang saw at this moment was an absolute world talent who was completely different from himself, but what he saw was only the beginning of another path to seeking the Dao.

He was happy for Shuofang Bo.

Little Bao Xuanjing, lively, cute, clever, and polite, bowed at the door.

The majestic and tall heaven human dharma form, sitting on the meditation mat at the top seat, revealed a relieved smile, "No need to call me mister. Today I will sit opposite various gentlemen and discuss the Dao. Calling each other Dao Friend is fine!"

"That's great! I'm Mister Jiang's little Dao Friend!" Bao Xuanjing's eyebrows raised and his eyes smiled, very happy, "Mother will definitely be proud of me when I go back, and grandfather can also drink one more cup of wine happily!"

There were many smiles in the hall.

The human cub's happiness was too abundant and too infectious!

The heaven human dharma form was also rarely gentle, "Little Dao Friend, please be seated."

"You are Bao Zhongqing's child?" Wang Yiwu asked, a little surprised.

Speaking of which, since he was expelled from Linzi that year, he had very rarely returned to Qi Capital, even after the ban was lifted later. Even if he occasionally went back, it was no more than looking for Zhong Xuanzun to play with or directly returning to the Zhenguo Da Yuan Shuai Fu. Yet, there was no opportunity to meet Bao Xuanjing.

But he had heard of the "little champion" and "little Fenghua" that had been spreading over the years.

He originally didn't think much of it. There were too many "little Fenghua" in the Qi Kingdom!

Which year didn't produce ten or eight? But there was no second one who could truly walk to the end and be Fenghua all the way to the big.

Innate Dao Pulse was rare, and increasingly rare.

But the extraordinary one was never the Innate Dao Pulse, but Zhong Xuanzun!

Seeing him today, Bao Xuanjing could easily break through the Nine Grids Illusion and walk into Chaowendao Heavenly Palace. He really had a bit of the appearance of a young Zhong Xuanzun!

But Zhong Xuanzun might have been more proud when he was small, with few words, and when he opened his mouth, he would directly point out the key. Yet, he was not as lively and talkative as Bao Xuanjing.

"You are talking about my father! A direct descendant of the Bao family, his taboo name is Zhongqing." Bao Xuanjing bowed to Wang Yiwu, very obediently, "Hello, Uncle Yiwu. I have heard grandfather talk about your heroic posture in the Yao Realm, and I admire you very much. Cavalry charging into the array, raiding a thousand li, beheading generals and seizing flags, unstoppable. A general's family son should be like this!"

He was not sad when he mentioned his deceased father, but very proud.

Because his father died fighting against evil cult villains to protect the human hero Jiang Wang. He died gloriously and with weight.

His praise of Wang Yiwu was even more exemplary, absolutely not perfunctory, and obviously from the heart.

This boy was really interesting. Even Wang Yiwu, who didn't smile, became interested and raised an eyebrow, "You recognize me?"

"Who doesn't know General Wang Yiwu, the unmatched cavalry warrior!"

Bao Xuanjing recited it like an impassioned line from a book, then stuck out his tongue and honestly said, "Actually, I guessed it. Champion Marquis is sitting beside you, so I guessed it was you."

He waved his hand repeatedly, "Sorry, I said it wrong, it's the former Champion Marquis."

The portraits of the former Marquis Wu An and the former Champion Marquis were still posted in many Qi people's homes as a way to ward off evil and pray for blessings. It was very normal for Qi people to recognize these two.

"Is that so?" Wang Yiwu did not comment.

Bao Xuanjing had to continue confessing, "Let me tell you the truth. The reason I guessed it was you is because your face shape is very special."

He opened his small hands, one up and one down, and separated them forcefully.

"Hahahahahaha—" The man in armor sitting in the first position of the front row laughed happily.

Zhong Xuanzun also laughed.

Inside Chaowendao Heavenly Palace, happy laughter permeated the air.

Wang Yiwu stirred his hand, his tone quite helpless, "Okay."

Bao Xuanjing put his hands together and bowed deeply, his attitude quite sincere, "Many offenses, please forgive me!"

"Hey, get up, quickly get up." Wang Yiwu casually lifted him up, and couldn't help but laugh, "So naive, what can you offend me with?"

No wonder Shuofang Bo was so nervous about this child. He was so talented, so obedient and sensible, and so lively and cute. Which elder wouldn't love him?

The Bao family was truly flourishing!

This chapter is over 6k, of which 2k is a supplement to last year's Huang Shan Assembly (1/2).