In the blink of an eye, it was already the third day's hour.

Yan Li lined up in a long line and entered the examination room with all the candidates in turn.

In the past two days, in addition to healing and studying, he has also done one thing.

Of course, he wasn't doing it. It took two days to gather all the information that could be gathered about Zhu Rong, the master of the Fire Wind.

Zhu Rong, the Venerable Master of the Fire Wind, is the protector of the Five Elements Academy, one of the Nine Great Dao Sects of the Immortal Realm, and the Dharma Protector is the highest position of the guardian Dao Sect, almost one person in the door and above ten thousand people, and his cultivation has reached the realm of transcendence.

Zhu Rong has always been known for his fairness and strictness, which is why he was selected to mark the test papers.

With Zhu Rong's information in his mind, he was unconsciously lined up, reported his name, submitted the documents, and he was led into the examination room by a small official, and came to a closed cubicle in the hall, with a low table and a soft couch.

The little official said indifferently: "The exam time is three hours, and after three hours, whether you finish writing or not, you must hand in the paper, otherwise it will be counted as a blank paper." During the period, you must not make noise, you must not go out of the examination room, and you must not use your true qi, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

The little official said that he would go.

Yan Li closed the door and sat down, and soon a golden light fell, covering the entire compartment.

As soon as this golden light fell, it was like being stared at by many pairs of eyes, which made him a little uncomfortable. The noise that could still be heard also disappeared, as if entering a completely enclosed space, obviously to prevent fraud.

He sat on the soft couch for a while, and the golden light moved again, casting four big characters, writing: Good is like water.

He immediately understood that this was the test question for this discussion.

He spread out a piece of white paper, dipped the pen in ink, and wrote the words "good as water" on the paper, and then looked at it carefully.

The Holy Dynasty is responsible for producing the test questions, which are very difficult to do, unlike "establishing the Son of Heaven", "the saint does not stand", "cultivating", etc., which have a very clear direction.

Yan Li spent half an hour to conceive, and then resurfaced a piece of paper and wrote: Water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is better than the Tao. The good place, the good heart, and the good ......

He had read a lot of books lately, and he already had a lot of ink in his chest, and he sprinkled hundreds of words, and it only took half an hour to finish it in one go.

After writing, put down the pen, proofread word by word, to make sure that there are no typos, and then read through it, consciously quoting the scriptures have reached a very high level, quite satisfied.

He sat in the cubicle boss uncomfortable, and the rules did not say that he could not hand in the paper in advance, inscribed his name on the white paper, and wanted to get up, but at this time his mind suddenly flashed, and slowly sat down again.

I read the test paper again, thinking about Zhu Rong in my mind.

It is said that Zhu Rong also served as a reviewer many years ago, and many of the corrected test papers had a unified comment, that is: emphasis on discourse and light on practice.

Those articles seemed to be Huazhang at the time, but without exception they were judged inferior and fell off the list. For this reason, there was also a conflict between the Dao Tong and the Holy Dynasty, which caused a lot of turmoil.

With the experience of the previous car, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and without hesitation, he crumpled it into a paper ball and threw it aside.

The topic is not clear, and it is difficult to find the central idea.

Even if you forget this, it is indeed not easy to focus on cultivation.

Yan Li had to continue to meditate.

This painstaking thought lasted for an hour, and I couldn't find a key to solve the problem. His attention was gradually distracted, and he felt that his head was splitting, and boredom and annoyance were gradually piling up in his chest.

Spiritual discourse is not like an orthodox scientific examination.

He also took the exam once in the land of China, and although his results were not good, he barely passed. What's more, the article he wrote was not a headache, because the "scientific examination" has a model to follow, and every stroke has its own rules.

This big exam is mainly based on cultivation and discourse, and there is an ambiguous and incomprehensible test question, which is not easy to solve, and he has a headache when he thinks of passing Zhu Rong's level.

Seeing that the three hours were gradually consumed, his pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

Taking a few deep breaths, he relaxed his body and braced his hands behind him, half-looking up at the golden light above his head.

The golden light seemed to be cast from the ceiling, and it was supposed to be some kind of talisman.

I believe that all his every move now is under the nose of the invigilator.

Looking at the golden light for a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, only to see that the golden light that formed a hood was formed by layers of liquid-like things that circulated endlessly, and it was also in a constant process.

Of course, there are more than just changes in martial arts cultivation in this world.

Change itself is a manifestation of the Tao.

His chest was suddenly filled with a sense of emotion, and a special inspiration was gradually intertwined.

The irritability is gradually eliminated, like a silent spring breeze blowing through the heart, and the withered flowers and plants are injected with new vitality, making it gradually have a vigorous momentum.

But it stopped abruptly, because at this moment there was a slight ringing of the bell outside, like the kind of hyponic sound when the time for the exam came.

It is indeed a hypnotic sound when the exam time comes, but Yan Li's time has not yet come.

He quickly thought of the reason, because there were too many candidates, he could only enter the examination room in batches, and it should be the time for the candidates of the previous batch.

The chest was filled with irritability again, and there was less than an hour left until then.

He had to keep his eyes on the golden light again, trying to regain that feeling.

The magic of the talisman is that no matter how much you know about it, you can still feel its unfathomable profundity.

The flow of golden light, after staring at it for a long time, seems to have entered another level of time and space.

It was as if I felt a different kind of life there.

"Ding—"

The soul-hypnotizing bell rang suddenly, and Yan Li opened his eyes suddenly, almost scolding.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't make a noise, he would have scolded the examiner for a bloody head.

Forcing himself to calm down, his heart suddenly moved, and he looked up at the golden light coldly. He really didn't believe that those voices were coming in accidentally, and if someone deliberately disturbed him, things would be a bit of a problem.

Time is running out.

Cultivators are also human beings, and as long as they are human beings, they are inevitably affected by some external factors.

Yan Li is better at adjusting his emotions, so when he realized that this was likely a malicious oppression, he had the mind to fight against it.

Many times this is the case, you may be inexplicably involved in the spirit without knowing it, but once you are on guard, it is like putting up a wall in your heart, and the result is completely different.

In just this quarter of an hour, there were three strange noises, but they did not affect him in the slightest.

Gradually, he regained that glimmer of inspiration.