On the second floor of the inn, the moonlight shines through the window lattice, and it is as quiet as a veil.

Xintianyou sat cross-legged on the bed.

Hands and feet and snap links, four doors closed in the center.

With eyes, condensed ear rhyme, tongue on the palate, and snort. The eyes seem to be closed but not closed, and the ears seem to hear but not hear. Motionless, like a clay statue.

……

Thousands of streams return to their roots.

Regardless of the method of refining the gods of Buddhism and Taoism, or the method of cultivating the spirit of science, the beginning is almost the same, and the first is quiet. Even if you refine qi, you must first enter meditation. In order to harmonize the body and mind and achieve maximum efficiency.

The human body is an incomparably large and complex system, and the brain is the command center. If distractions are rampant, it's like a glass of muddy water, and you can't see anything clearly. Only when it is quiet can it be clear, and see the essence through the appearance.

Just like the current situation in Baisha City, the Wang Party, the Hou Party, the Hua State, the Zhou State, the Jianghu, the Chaotang, the Xiaoshui Sword Sect, and the Golden Arhat...... The forces of all sides appeared in a chaotic manner, or they were impassioned, or they were flies and dogs, or they were step-by-step, or they were domineering...... The flowers are gradually charming to the eye.

It is the best way to deal with changes without moving.

When the storm rises suddenly, the thunder is thunderous, and Yuyu can clarify.

The East is gradually whitening, Xintianyou is full of energy, and has initially mastered the know-how of "Divine Needle" and "Soul Seal".

So, who should I go to to practice?

The spiritual power given by the goddess is vast, but if you use a little less, you can't waste it.

Half an hour later, Zhao Jia knocked on the door and brought water for brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth and hot water for washing his face. Seeing Gongye's eyes staring at him, he couldn't help but feel a little hairy, and retired with a smile.

Xintianyou shook his head self-deprecatingly.

Zhao Jia is a slave of the Dong Mansion, serving himself wholeheartedly without complaint. You also have to mark him with a "soul mark", as if secretly branding someone else's mule and horse with a "steel seal", which is what a human does?

At eight o'clock, I went to Qin Tianjian, and a big yellow list was posted at the door early, and hundreds of people gathered.

Someone shouted:

"Hurry, hurry...... Daxi, Miss Dong got the Heavenly Spirit Root. Brothers, Shangqiyun County will report the good news! “

Others said disdainfully:

"Stupid, what do you call it, people are meant to be! I learned the news yesterday, do you think there will be no one to rush to the front? If nothing else, the Xiaoyao Mansion will definitely send people. “

The man shouted:

"Straight thief, you are smart, you are stupid! Lao Tzu only needs to be ahead of the people sent by Qin Tianjian. Mrs. Hua and Dong Junshou saw that we had worked tirelessly and came all the way from Wangcheng to report the good news, can they not reward a few taels of silver? “

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused a chorus of echoes.

Go together, go together!

Xintianyou squeezed to the front, and saw that in the first row on the list, Dong Shumin's name was painted with Phnom Penh, occupying a whole line. Side note: 486 in total, 100 in Jin Linggen.

The second place is quite strange, called Ah Wei. What is the surname? Xintianyou couldn't figure it out, and felt like an ethnic minority. However, the score is far worse than Dong Shumin, only 442.

Normally, only the top 100 players will be released in the Linggen test. Qingfeng Guan also posted a similar list at the same time, and 100 people directly entered the interview. There are more than 2,000 candidates, and most of them went there to see the list. The people who watched outside the Qin Tianjian were basically civilians and idlers looking for an opportunity to report the good news.

Today is different, the list has announced one hundred and twenty names. According to the final two-choice ratio, 60 people will be admitted this year, ten more than in previous years.

There is no other reason.

The emergence of the Heavenly Spirit Root has raised the test level of the entire region and expanded the admission quota of candidates.

When I arrived at the library and opened the door, the little fat man slipped over.

After listening to him, Xintianyou realized that although "temporary workers" like them did not have to be ordered, they still had to report to the "office office" every day. However, Feng Cheng said that Brother Dong didn't need to go, and Zhang arranged for him to help.

Xintianyou smiled dumbly.

Xindao, I'll just come over to read the book for two days, where do I need help? It's also called the "Library Pavilion", and it looks like it. If you take advantage of yourself, just leave some interest.

So, I asked the little fat man to move a table and a chair and place it at the door, and brought pen, ink, paper, inkstone and a registration book.

Yesterday, I browsed through 63 books, and I gained a lot. However, there are several key points that still need to be verified, and they must be thoroughly understood.

During the morning, several groups of strange people came one after another, pretending to walk around the greatly changed room.

Xintianyou didn't squeak, just looked down at his book. The gang was not angry, with a weird smile on their faces, "That's true", and when they left, they said seriously, do a good job!

Unknowingly, at noon, Feng Cheng came with a food box. The two of them sat on the lawn as usual, basking in the warm sun and eating. We chatted happily and tapped the dishes with chopsticks while having fun.

A few more people who looked like old masters probed their brains, and when they saw this, they hurriedly turned around and muttered:

"How can two children sit on the ground, keep their voices on the chopsticks, and knock on the cup...... Alas, it is really insulting to have such a situation in Qin Tianjian ......"

Xintianyou laughed.

Feng Cheng was so impressed that he threw himself to the ground and said:

"Brother Dong, if it weren't for you today, I would have been taught a bloody lesson by them."

After lunch, Xintianyou asked Feng Cheng to get a lamp of water to grind the ink, and prepared to register those books. The little fat man grinded hard, his two eyes widened, and he looked reverently.

Credible Tianyou's first action made him unable to find the north, and he muttered in his heart. Could it be that Brother Dong forgot to finish eating, why is this posture of holding a pen like grasping chopsticks?

Under the pressure of doubt, continue to watch.

A thin curved line appeared on the paper, huh, thin gold body? But the thread hooked back to the seam, and the tip of the pen filled the gap in the middle like a sweep.

In a few moments, a standard melon seed appeared on the paper.

Xintianyou said proudly:

"Point like melon seeds, skimming like a knife, look at how I write?"

Feng Cheng nodded vaguely and shouted in his heart.

Brother, what do you call writing? It is clearly a melon seed. I have seen so many great works of calligraphers, and you are the most like melon seeds. Oh, it's not like, it's just melon seeds!

After a while, a crooked word "Yong" appeared on the paper.

Among the Chinese characters, only the character "Yong" occupies all eight kinds of strokes: point, horizontal, vertical, hook, mention, apostrophe, peck, and pinch. Write the eternal word well, and the other words will not be bad.

The little fat man understood, this is a test of the pen, testing the softness and sharpness of the brush.

But as soon as he saw that word, he felt uncomfortable, and the more he looked at it, the more numb his scalp became. It felt like a pile of soft-boned earthworms wriggling, holding a hard sunflower seed. If you want to write it officially, it's not much better. Dong Shu actually dared to leave ink in the Qin Heavenly Prison, his courage was really ...... It's speechless.

Xintianyou saw Feng Cheng's mouth half-open, his eyes were blank, and said:

"Sleepy? Go and rest. “

The little fat man ran away as if he had been pardoned. I'm afraid that if it's a little later, I'll faint.

Xintianyou smiled silently, tearing off the first page of the register and crumpling it into a ball.

The word "Yong" just now contains spiritual power, which is the same as the principle of the charm. At the beginning, I observed the sages' Mobao in the virtual realm, just to experience the rhyme and exercise the spirit. I practiced it just now in combination with "Step Void Trick", and the effect is obvious, the little fat man is about to collapse.

Writing requires concentration, and it is also a process of refining the spirit. Qin Tianjian pays attention to his face and has to be of grade, of course he can't use his own dog planing body. So, whose font to use? It seems that only "Thousand Words" has the most complete collection.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, sixty-three books had been registered.

Xintianyou stretched his waist and sensed the "Divine Consciousness Progress Pillar" and found that the height had not risen. Subjectively, I feel that my spirit is solidified.

Feng Cheng ran in sweating profusely, panting and said:

"Brother Dong, save me."