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Chapter 137 The Trial of the Three Emperors Tests the Determination (Hallmaster Jiageng 312)

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Dying to die! ! ! !
In order to survive the sea of ​​swords and flames in front of him, Huang Zixuan can be said to have used all the methods he could think of.

Try to fly first, boy, can't fly.

Okay, if you can’t fly, you can’t fly.

Then try the run-up and long jump. With his physical fitness, he should be able to jump 200 meters without any problem.

But who would have thought that Huang Zixuan just jumped about two meters before falling to the ground, and then his feet stuck on the densely packed blades without any suspense, piercing his feet through.

"How did this happen? Did you make a mistake!" Huang Zixuan was about to faint from the pain, but when he thought of his purpose, he gritted his teeth and could only continue to crawl forward, bit by bit.

The Three Emperors behind him looked at Huang Zixuan's back with a smile, heh, kid, do you really think us three old guys are so easy to fool?
There are no shortcuts on the road to success.

Along the way, although Huang Zixuan carefully avoided the blades around him again and again, it was still useless.

In less than two or three minutes, Huang Zixuan's hands, face, and back were all covered in blood from the blades. It could be said that there was no intact skin left on his body.

And Huang Zixuan only climbed 15 meters in total!

Seeing Huang Zixuan in pain, Shen Nong shouted: "If you can't hold on, you can give up."

give up. . .

Oh, how is it possible!

Huang Zixuan gritted his teeth, and continued walking after resting, ignoring the bloody wound on his body.

There is only one thought in my mind at this moment - move forward, move forward, move forward!
Along the way, Huang Zixuan couldn't remember how many times he fell down, nor how many times he got lost. However, every time he woke up, he would continue to climb the mountain without saying a word.

With his legs disabled, he walked forward on his knees.

With his knee disabled, he grabbed it with both hands and moved forward.

With his hands useless, he simply rolled forward.

Zhang Zhi is still waiting for me outside!

Chen Xinghe is still waiting for me outside!
The entire Dashang people are waiting for me!
No matter what I say, I can't fall down!

I can definitely overcome this mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire!
. . . . . .

"Here, where is it?"

When Chen Xinghe opened his eyes for the nth time, he found that the location this time was different from the previous one.

The mountains of swords and seas of fire disappeared, replaced by a room full of books.

"Congratulations, you have successfully passed" the first trial! "

"Did I pass?" Huang Zixuan touched his body in disbelief and found that his body was intact as before, with no signs of previous injuries anywhere.

"Hahahaha! Great, great! Finally passed!" Huang Zixuan raised his head to the sky and screamed, finally relieved.

At this time, the voice of the Three Emperors sounded again: "Then, the second trial - memorize all the books in this study room backwards."

"Hahahaha... Ga!?" Huang Zixuan's laughter stopped abruptly, suspecting that his ears had heard it wrong.

By the way, I must be too excited and have auditory hallucinations.

However, the voice of the Three Emperors sounded again in the next second, completely shattering the last trace of luck in Huang Zixuan's heart.

"You heard me right. If you can recite all the books in this study by heart, then you will pass the second trial."

Huang Zixuan was so frightened that he slumped on the ground, looking around at the dazzling array of books, completely desperate!
"Are you kidding me!" Huang Zixuan's tears fell uncontrollably, and he roared angrily: "Do you know how many books there are here!!!"

"Even if I spent ten lifetimes day and night, I can't recite it!!!"

Through the system prompt, Huang Zixuan learned that there are a total of 12458 books in this study, from the invention of writing to the present, agriculture, military art, governance, cultivation, and medicine. . . . .All the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors was organized into books by the Three Emperors and displayed in this study.

Facing Huang Zixuan's angry protest, the Three Emperors didn't care about his attitude, and just asked calmly, "Then do you want to continue the trial?"

"I..." Huang Zixuan really wanted to say "Go to Nima's trial your uncle", but thinking that the people he cared about outside were still eagerly waiting for him, he never said this sentence.

"I'll continue!" After a long silence, Huang Zixuan finally resigned to his fate and chose to continue the trial.

Mountains of swords and seas of fire are coming, isn't it just an endorsement!

I am a high-achieving student who graduated from Tsinghua University, are you still afraid that you will fail?

Thinking of this, Huang Zixuan no longer complained, angrily took out a copy of "Compendium of Materia Medica" from the library, and sat on the ground to memorize it seriously.

At this moment, time, for Huang Zixuan, became the least of his thoughts.

At first, when Huang Zixuan was reading, he was a little aggrieved. However, as he gradually read more deeply, his mood began to calm down and his thoughts began to sink in.

Time passed by, and Huang Zixuan didn't know how long he had been in this study.

Maybe 20 years, maybe 30 years, maybe. . . .

100 years?

After all, when Huang Zixuan first started reading, he was still a young man in his early 20s, but now, he has become a sixtieth old man with gray hair and a beard that has been dragged to the ground.

Huang Zixuan: "Seniors, please come out."

"Oh?" Fuxi's voice sounded: "What's the matter?"

Huang Zixuan is confident: "I have memorized everything."

Shennong didn't believe it: "Are you really memorizing everything?"

Huang Zixuan touched his beard: "Senior, please give me the question."

Shennong: "What is Chapter 4 of the third book on your right?"

Huang Zixuan glanced at the cover of the book. It was the "Compendium of Materia Medica" compiled by Shennong himself, and replied calmly: "Adenophora."

"[Release name] is also known as white ginseng, Anemarrhena, goat's milk, goat's mother's milk, bell grass, tiger's whiskers, and painstaking."

"[Odor] (root) bitter, slightly cold, non-toxic."

"[Indications]

1. Cough due to lung heat.Use sand ginseng and half liang, decoct in water.

2. Sudden hernia (small and colic pain in the vagina, coming out from the law, almost dying).Grind it finely with Radix Ginseng, take one teaspoon each time, and serve with wine.

3. Leucorrhea in women.Use sand ginseng to grind finely, and each serving is two dollars, and rice soup is given away. "

After finishing speaking, Huang Zixuan smiled confidently: "Seniors, am I right?"

"It's interesting." It was Fuxi who spoke, and it was his turn to ask questions this time.

Fuxi: "What's the first paragraph of Chapter 3, the first book in the second row on the shelf on your left?"

Fuxi's difficulty is obviously several grades higher than Shennong's.

Huang Zixuan glanced at the book lightly, it was "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", and answered without hesitation: "The first book of the Northern Mountain Classic is called the Mountain of Single Fox, with many machines and trees, and many flowers and grasses on it. Whenever the water comes out, and The west flow is filled with water, which contains a lot of pyrene and aragonite."

The second question, again correct.

There is one last question left.

Suiren was the last one to pose the question, and he was also the most difficult.

"Listen up." Suiren asked, "What's the fifth sentence in the third book behind your right foot, Chapter 5?"

"Is it "Shang Jun Shu"?" Huang Zixuan thought for a while and replied.

"Speak to the people."

"If there is praise, it will be done. If there is lewdness, it will be used. If there is a mother, it will be raped. If there are rats, it will not stop."

Huang Zixuan had just finished reciting, when his eyes blurred, and the surrounding environment changed again.

The study is gone, replaced by a dilapidated prison cell.

"It seems that I have passed the second trial."

Huang Zixuan's personality has undergone earth-shaking changes after being accompanied by books for nearly a hundred years.

The so-called poetic and literary spirit, if the previous Huang Zixuan gave people the impression of "funny", "unreliable", "frizzy" and "immature", then now Huang Zixuan gives people only two impressions.

That is maturity and stability!

The voice of the Three Emperors sounded: "Congratulations, you successfully passed the first three trials."

"Thank you." Huang Zixuan smiled: "Then, what is the third trial?"

Shennong said: "Sacrifice."

"Sacrifice?" Huang Zixuan was stunned.

What kind of test is this?

Do you still want me to die?
Just when Huang Zixuan didn't know why, Zhang Zhi's figure appeared in front of Huang Zixuan's eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Zhi is cultivating in the pre-existing realm, and has nothing to do with Huang Zixuan's current time content.

"The so-called sacrifice is to choose to lose a cherished person for the sake of righteousness."

"Throughout the ages, there have been many princes, generals and ministers. It can be said that one general has made thousands of achievements. Behind their achievements is always the blood of countless people."

"And these people naturally include people they once cared about very much."

"Even if what you said makes sense." Huang Zixuan's voice became colder: "I don't understand. What does this have to do with my friend Zhang Zhi?"

(End of this chapter)