Chapter 403: A Heart Lamp

Pinching the lights of thousands of homes, An Qisheng's eyes are faint.

There seem to be countless pictures circulating in the lights.

There are scholars who read at night, their heads are cantilevered, they read poetry and classics, endure hunger and cold, and hope to seek a future.......

There are small merchants and hawkers who count the money at night, calculate today's gains and losses, buy many trivial things tomorrow, and think hard about life......

There are poor couples who weep relatively and cry silently, only to feel that their lives are bleak......

There is a filial son sitting at the head of the bed, looking at the seriously ill mother in the dim light, his face flickering and darkening......

There are also wealthy businessmen and gentry who hold banquets at night, singers and girls dance, and they are staggered.....

In the light of a lamp, there seems to be a variety of human beings and the appearance of all beings.

"Sir, what are you collecting these lamps for? Didn't you say that you were going to take something against the Providence of the real person, was that the light? ”

The yellow dog looked at the lights curiously, and didn't feel anything strange at all, with this, how could he fight against the true person of Providence?

"The red dust lights are bright, not as bright as the sun, but they have some effect."

An Qisheng pinched it casually, and the light disappeared:

"There are still 100 days left in the east, and it's time to go to Qingzhou."

He walked through the prefectures and counties, and he didn't know how many lights he obtained, and at this time, it was not much different.

No one can see it, and after the light enters the body, it is invisibly pulled towards the place where the heart is.

In the chest, in the heart, in the squirming and shaking temple of flesh and blood, a 'god' as red as fire sat cross-legged, holding a ball of light that was uncertain and intricate.

The little light then flowed into the intricate mass of light.

The lights flowed, faintly, turning into a copper lamp.......

"Is this going?"

The yellow dog is clever and a little worried:

"Master, when you were on the mountain, you still practiced spells from time to time, and you came down the mountain, but I haven't seen you practice spells for a long time......."

It's been more than a year since the descent from the mountain.

In the past year or so, it has walked many ways with An Qisheng, but along the way, it has done to kill demons and demons, and it has also done to punish evil and promote good.

I can't help but feel a little worried.

An Qisheng smiled without saying a word, and looked up.

Below, there are lights all over the city, the popularity is steaming, above the sky, there are stars, the moon hangs in the sky, between heaven and earth, only the wind and the clouds move.

After looking at it for a long time, he flicked his sleeves and walked away:

"The avenue is very good, and the people are good, I used to practice hard day and night, obsessed with the exercises, but now, I rarely practice......"

If the avenue is round, it is boundless, if the cultivation is like a line, if a line, there are more roads, under the criss-crossing, the more difficult it is to see the original face.

Learning a lot is naturally a good thing, but sometimes, it's not a good thing.

A gentleman insists on one, but he can get all things, and one can't get anything, so what can we talk about?

Big and complete is of course the avenue, but when it has not been able to carry it at all, it is greedy to talk about it.

He's only been here for three years, and his pace isn't too fast, but he always has to slow down.

This is also one of the reasons why he walks the world.

The yellow dog was stunned for a moment, and shook his head humanely:

"I don't understand ......"

muttered, and his heart was also slanderous, the old man didn't like other people's chatter, but he was more and more chattering, and he always said things I didn't understand.

"Huh?"

A soft cold snort came:

"Slandering the lord in my heart, you should be beaten!"

Bang~

The invisible air flow seemed to turn into a boss's slap, and the yellow dog that smoked it was all over the sky:

"Master, I'm a pure dog......."

.......

In the autumn day, the heat in the city of Qingdu has not disappeared, although the broad avenue is not shoulder to shoulder, but it is also quite densely flowed.

With the approach of the Wanfa Conference, Qingdu City is becoming more and more lively, cultivators from all over the world, heroes from all over the world, and wealthy businessmen have all gathered here.

Among them, there are not many who can really receive an invitation from the Providence Sect.

But there are still a lot of people who have come up, some hope to meet a discerning person at this conference, and some who have prepared a lot of gold and silver to find 'immortals' in exchange for the elixir to prolong their lives.

For a while, the city of Qingdu was extremely lively, and many inns could be said to be full, and the better the inns, the more full.

Sa Wuling didn't come late, but there were more people who came earlier than him.

After looking for seven and eight, I only found a small inn, and the room was also evenly distributed by others.

"Whew~"

Sa Wuling took off his cloak, revealing his shiny bald head, and flipped his hand to let go of the small white bones in his hand.

The white bones swelled in the wind, turning into an eight-foot-tall white bone demon.

Click, click~

Yan Xiake moved his skeleton slightly.

This white bone man and demon such as the size of Ruyi, water and fire do not invade, King Kong is not bad are all the means of that An Zhenren, although he can master it, but he is still a little uncomfortable.

"Yan Daxia, what do you want me to do?"

Sa Wuling was in high spirits, and without waiting for Yan Xiake to speak, he took the lead in asking.

Yan Xiake was a little surprised by the change in his attitude, but he didn't care too much, and spoke directly:

"Someone from my former department presided over this imperial examination, although it can't determine the ranking, adding you a place is not too much of a problem, after all, today's Daqing ......"

He shook his head and didn't say more.

Sa Wuling already knew what he meant, and even the imperial examination could stuff people into it at will, which shows that this big green bone is also rotten and ruthless.

"If I can't decide on the ranking, how can I pass the exam?"

Sa Wuling's heart jumped:

"Are you supposed to be .......?"

"There are still seven or eight days before the exam, although it is a little urgent, I can't get the huiyuan, and it is not a big problem to take the ranking."

Yan Xiake's skeleton 'click' sound:

"Although Yan is black and ugly, he was also named the champion in the end."

Sa Wuling suddenly felt in his heart, and then he was a little curious:

"Yan Daxia, I don't mean to offend, it's just that it is said that Daqing's palace test also has requirements for the instrument pass, your honor, how to ......"

If you are ugly, you can be an official, but if you want to be named the champion, it is a little difficult.

Not only Daqing, but also all dynasties seem to be like this.

After all, to a certain extent, the name of the champion is also quite large, and it is unsightly to be too ugly.

“....... Good question. ”

There is no flesh on Yan Xiake's body, otherwise his face must have twitched at this time.

Rao is like this, and the skeleton is also 'banging' and trembling once, and then he said slowly:

"Do you know what a ternary is?"

"Are you a three-dollar?"

Sa Wuling raised his eyebrows, and the unglued half of his eyebrows suddenly drooped.

The territory of Daqing is vast, and it is inevitably impossible for the world's scholars to gather in one place for assessment.

Although the palace test is held once every nine years, it is not enough for all the scholars from all over the world to come to participate, after all, some big states want to come to Qingdu City, and two nine years are not enough.

However, there are also many scholars who have lofty aspirations.

will trek thousands of mountains and rivers to Qingdu to participate in the palace examination once every nine years.

State exams, general exams, and palace exams.

The three big exams are all the first, and the party is the three yuan!

This big black man originally looked like an old bear had become a spirit, and it was impossible to wait for the champion, but if so, it was somewhat possible.

"It's not."

Yan Xiake shook his head and replied calmly:

"I'm six."

The county examination, the government examination, the college examination, the state examination, the general examination, and the palace examination are all the first six times, and they are the six!

He was originally tall and not handsome, but he was elected the champion of the Manchu Dynasty and did not object, because he was already the head of the case five times at that time!

The achievement of Liujia is also the manifestation of the merits of the old emperor.

"It turned out to be Yan Liushou!"

Sa Wuling was a little awe-struck.

The champion of civil and military affairs, the talent of the six heads.

On the contrary, he was curious, how could such a character be reduced to being a head catcher?

Yan Xiake saw the doubts in his heart, but he didn't explain, there were too many things inside, and he couldn't finish it in a short time.

Just asked Sa Wuling to take out the books he asked him to buy one by one, and began to instruct him to try the essentials.

The examiner of the examination is his fellow subject, and he naturally knows his preferences, and of course he can't pass the examination if he wants to pass the examination, but if he likes it, it is not a big problem to get a ranking.

In the next few days, Sa Wuling gritted his teeth and began to write articles under the guidance of Yan Xiake.

The cultivator has a clear spirit and learns things quickly, although Sa Wuling can only be regarded as recognizable in the first place, but under the guidance of Yan Xiake, the head of the sixth test, he has also improved by leaps and bounds.

From the first written bullshit, to the back can barely be seen, it is only four or five days.

In this way, seven days passed quickly.

On this day, the eldest girl of Sa Wuling got on the sedan chair, accompanied by Yan Xiake, and headed towards the Gongyuan.

The momentum of the Wanfa Conference was huge, attracting countless high-rollers and wealthy businessmen.

But it didn't hide the brilliance of the try.

The Providence Sect is focused on incense, but it has no idea about the appointment and dismissal of officials in the imperial court.

For ordinary people, the imperial examination is undoubtedly the most significant way to progress, and the examination can be called the 'dragon gate'.

Where people's hearts want, there is naturally a mortal sound.

There are still three streets away from Degong Courtyard, and Yan Xiake has to stop.

He raised his eyebrows and looked, the sky above the Gongyuan that ordinary people could not see, the red light rushed to the sky, and there seemed to be a Wenyun Shenlong entrenched in the clouds, overlooking the entire Gongyuan.

On the side of the Fortune Divine Dragon, a looming sword intent ascended.

The dragon of Wenyun, the Taoist of Providence.

One is to prevent demons and ghosts from mixing in, and the other is to monitor the fluctuations of Taoism.

The two levels are here, and although Yan Xiake's white bone body is ten times stronger than before, he doesn't dare to approach it easily.

"If you think carefully, you shouldn't be wrong."

Yan Xiake explained in a low voice.

Sa Wuling is a little confident:

"It's almost like this, it's not going to be bad."

"I hope so."

Yan Xiake couldn't have done better.

I can only watch Sa Wuling carrying a bookcase and thinking about the tribute courtyard, in the distance, the dragon gate has been opened, and a group of mermaids have entered, and after many tests, they have entered the tribute courtyard.

Looking at the convergence of cultural movements and the solemn tribute courtyard at the end of the millennium, Sa Wuling was a little nervous in his heart, and couldn't help touching his hand:

"Master Hand, if you really can't meet it, you have to help me once......"