It was a gray space, with low black and heavy clouds, like an ancient battlefield, and there was always an oppressive aura in the air, which always made people's hearts feel like a stone was pressing. Then, from time to time, there was an echo in the space where the question turned into a strange scream, which made the students with low cultivation feel a little frightened when they heard it.

This is the space of the test paper, everything in the gray and vast, which is depressing.

And under this space, every candidate who is sucked in, with them as the center of the circle, there will be layers of rings of black mist around them, as if a circular cell locks them.

In the black fog, it is the spirit of those questions, and as soon as the candidates open their eyes, they are in prison for one question after another.

To get results, they have to break through layers of restrictions, solve problem after problem, and finally fight these spirits like warriors.

Everything is headed by the will of the candidate.

If the candidate does not want to get a good score, he can simply stand still and just wait for the two days to pass before they can go out.

In such a state, they will not lose their lives, they will not be injured, they will only get a zero score, and then they will be laughed at by many immortal cultivators.

Since they don't dare to deal with these spirits, why are they still coming to the exam, it is a waste of resources of the Ministry of Education. So basically, no one who comes in will stay still and get out with a zero score.

The spirits in the black fog will not take the initiative to attack, and they will only fight back when the candidates take the initiative to attack.

Roar!

Roar!

Die!

When he looked at it, Xiao Ming suddenly felt the black fog in front of him, and suddenly there was a thumping vibration and the screams of the spirits, and soon, the black fog dissipated, and a third or fourth grade elementary school student came out, his eyes were sharp, he was panting, and there was a group of numbers around his body, and the pen in his right hand slowly hung down, and there was faint blood dripping on the pen.

The exam has already begun.

"That's amazing!"

Xiao Ming couldn't help but marvel, this was just the beginning, this person actually broke through the ban on first-grade questions shrouded in front of him, far exceeding the speed of everyone.

Xiao Ming knew that before everyone came in, there were first-grade questions around their bodies, and if the students wanted to attack, they had to break one grade after another until they reached their limit.

Xiao Ming's surroundings are also shrouded in circles of spirits belonging to the first-grade realm, if he wants to get a high score, he must break the first-grade prohibition in front of him, and then challenge the second-year, challenge the third-grade realm.

However, he is now seriously injured and will never be able to take the exam.

After a casual glance, he withdrew his gaze and concentrated on his breath, he didn't care about the spirit that was not far from him, but tried to breathe himself.

With his current realm, let alone the spirit of the second and third grades, even if it is the topic of the first grade realm shrouded in front of him, whether he can resist or not is one thing, and he can only seize the time here now to recover his own cultivation.

If you sharpen your knife and chop wood, and if you take care of your body, even if you start doing the problem halfway, you will surpass some people who start doing the problem in a hurry.

It's just that when Xiao Ming closed his eyes and looked at the injuries in his body, he couldn't help but feel heavy in his heart.

He just saw that some basic symbols of Chinese pinyin had even begun to flow in his meridians, and these pinyin and Chinese characters were mixed and slowly moisturized his body, clearly representing the current realm of cultivation, and he had almost been relegated to the realm of about the second grade.

There are also hundreds of ancient poems that have already been condensed in the dantian, but now they are scattered, uneven, lacking catties and two, and they can't make up ancient poems.

For example, the next sentence of the bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground, but who knows that these poems have been messy, and I don't know which poem a few words actually flowed into this ancient poem, and it turned into 'the bright moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground'. The mood was simply cluttered.

There is also a sentence that was originally a seven-character quatrain made by Yuan Zhen, "Wen Le Tian Bestows Jiangzhou Sima", "Sit up in shock in the dying illness, and the dark wind blows and the rain enters the cold window." It has also changed, and it has become an inexplicable sentence of 'sat up in shock in the dying illness, and asked where the guest came from with a smile", which was actually exchanged with the last sentence in He Zhizhang's "Returning to the Hometown Doll Book". made the artistic conception of the whole poem all change.

There are many such examples, anyway, as soon as Xiao Ming saw these ancient poems messing around, he felt his head numb. But he had no choice but to endure his emotions and correct this misplaced ancient poem, recall him to his original place, and get the artistic conception back.

Otherwise, the dantian will be a mess, just like a human brain is a mess, and the next thing, don't think about doing it accurately. If he doesn't sort out the ancient poems, his cultivation will even stagnate like this, and it may make the ancient poems in the dantian chaotic to the point of explosion, and Xiao Ming won't know how he will die when the time comes.

This next arrangement, Xiao Ming complained that he had learned too many ancient poems, and some ancient poems were really messy beyond recognition, and it was extremely difficult to find the correct ones in more than 100 ancient poems and correct them. There are also some chaotic combinations of ancient poems, which make him feel speechless when he looks at them, and some even can't help laughing, making him distracted.

Fortunately, although this is an extremely tedious and complicated work, Xiao Ming is also extremely patient to put them back in order, and even on the way to recombine the ancient poems, he has a deeper understanding of some ancient poems, and the artistic conception is more thorough.

Those ancient poems that were re-condensed have become more condensed, and the energy contained in them has been strengthened again. It was a bonus.

Feeling this progress, he was still a little bored, but in the end, he was almost immersed in the chaos of the ancient poems, forgetting that he was taking the exam.

Xiao Ming naturally didn't know that although his imperial pen flight this time lowered his cultivation, it also made him weak. But this is tantamount to disrupting his foundation and allowing him to rebuild a stronger foundation, which is a blessing in disguise. Those ancient poems that have been re-condensed are more solid than before, if they are all sorted out, even if they are another royal pen flight, the ancient poems in his dantian will not mess with each other.

You must know that although Xiao Ming feels that his cultivation is still very low.

However, his cultivation from the first grade to the current fifth grade cultivation had only taken less than three months. If such a rapid improvement rate were to spread, it would simply cause some elementary school students to go crazy.

But although his cultivation has been fast, and Elder Chen has also asked him to pay attention to laying the foundation, there are still certain problems.

Haste makes waste.

In particular, in terms of the accumulation of internal forces such as language, it is even more impossible to be in a hurry.

The hundreds of ancient poems in his dantian have been accumulated in the past three months, although each ancient poem Xiao Ming has seriously and seriously comprehended, recited, and even learned about the life of the author of the ancient poems, calligraphy, etc., from Chen Lao, and the foundation is solid.

But if ancient poetry is so easy to comprehend, it is impossible to talk about vast and profound ancient poetry. Every word of them is basically scrutinized by those ancestors one by one, how can it be truly comprehended by reciting, reciting, copying calligraphy, and understanding the author's life?

This time it was disrupted, Xiao Ming's patience to sort it out one by one, and he had inadvertently learned from those poets to scrutinize word by word.

Under such scrutiny, there is such a complex arrangement and rearrangement, which implies the truth of the creation of ancient poems, and under such a recombination, the comprehension of each of his ancient poems is naturally higher than before.

This, naturally, Xiao Ming, who is now immersed in a state of scrutiny, does not know.

But the facts are there, he is really a blessing in disguise this time, and the foundation is more solid.

However, in such a state of deliberation and reorganization, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the first day of the exam passed like this.

"Dugu Jiubi's broken program, give me a break, break, break!"

In the gray space, Xiao Yan's voice suddenly came, and then with an inexplicable fluctuation, around Xiao Yan's body, the infernal formation composed of hundreds of various equations, with a flash of light, actually clicked and shattered, turning into a fraction, immersed in the sky above the clouds of this space.

The gray mist dissipated, and Xiao Yan, who was dressed in white, stood in place with a steel plate as white as jade in his hand, which was extremely chic.

The elementary school students next to him, who were still struggling with the equation, all turned their heads and looked at Xiao Yan in horror when they heard this movement.

This, is this still human?

If they remembered correctly, Xiao Yan entered this equation formation, and it only took less than two hours for Xiao Yan to enter this equation formation, and he actually punched out of the formation of thousands of equations.

This efficiency ......

They don't know what to say, you know, it will take them at least ten or twenty minutes to break through an equation and turn into a spirit, and ten minutes if they are faster. And Xiao Yan only took so much time to deal with the equations of thousands of Dao, it was just, it was worthy of ......

Yes!

Yes!

Before the schoolchildren had time to marvel, they only heard some screams, which woke them up. It turned out that some people were slightly distracted at this time, and the spirits that those equations had turned into had already torn them apart, and many people broke their hands and feet in an instant.

These elementary school students immediately stopped looking at Xiao Yan and continued their exams.

Glancing at these unserious primary school students, Xiao Yan quickly found that he only needed to solve ten more application questions to get a full score, and then he could go out. In two hours at most, he will be able to get out.

One day and two hours, twenty-two hours before the end of the exam, he handed in the paper, got a perfect score and went out, I believe that if I go out, it will definitely attract the envy of these elementary school students again.

Xiao Yan thought in his heart, and the person had already rushed in the direction of the application problem.

At the same time, his heart suddenly flashed, Xiao Ming's idiot, is it almost the same, how many points has he defeated now?

What if he goes out on his own first......

No way!

Suddenly thinking of this, Xiao Yan clenched his fists, and his speed increased again. If this is still surpassed by Xiao Ming, then he will simply see that idiot once, and hide from that idiot once.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

But now, Xiao Yan had just run to the place where the application questions were haunted, and the entire test paper space suddenly shook, and some salutes appeared in the sky.

Then under the splendor of these ceremonial flowers, a name and a voice appear at the same time.

Nangong red handing over the roll, scoring 100!

At the same time as the voice sounded, Nangong Hong's name and the bright red 100 points appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Nangong Hong handed in the papers, and just after half of the exam time, she actually got a hundred points out. At this moment, under the gorgeous light of the ceremonial flowers, not only the people in the examination room, but even the people outside the examination room, saw Nangong Hong's name appear in the sky.

This is the world's famous!

After the exam, the results will be released directly!