It has been seven days since the Land of Ten Thousand Tribulations sent 100,000 troops to besiege Lingshan.

Over the course of seven days, the Great War broke out more than a dozen times.

The Pure Land of Buddhism has long been dyed black by the blood of Buddha and demons.

In the past seven days, the demon soldiers in the Land of Ten Thousand Tribulations have lost more than 30,000, and the Buddhist Arhats have been sharply reduced by more than half.

It's just that these days, the top leaders of both sides have restrained themselves and have not broken out into a real battle to the death.

Therefore, the two sides can still compete for a short time, but it is only a matter of time before Lingshan is conquered by the demon soldiers.

Of course, this is the reason why the black-clothed Demon Ancestor hasn't made a move yet, if that one does...... Don't say that a spiritual mountain that swept the Three Realms may not take more than a day.

In such a world where the highest native creatures are no more than the Taiyi realm, he who was born in response to the catastrophe is the existence of a bug.

Invincible and invincible.

Of course, he wasn't prepared to do that.

Compared to his devastating capture of Lingshan Mountain, and even the invasion of the Three Realms, he is more willing to slaughter little by little like this, so that the gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms will suffer in fear.

For seven days, the entire Buddhist sect fell into a state of despair, and even in recent days, defectors have begun to appear.

If it continues, even if it can hold the spiritual mountain, this Buddhism will face the doom of falling apart.

However...... Even in this crisis, their faith, their leaders, their Buddhas, were never able to show up for these seven days.

The closed hall seemed to isolate them from two completely different worlds.

On the one hand, there is coldness and killing, and on the other side, there is sacredness and solemnity.

If it weren't for the sound of the Buddha singing and the smell of sandalwood in the main hall from time to time, many Bodhisattvas and Arhats couldn't help but wonder if their Buddha had given up on them.

Even so, many people began to doubt their beliefs.

In the territory of the Buddha country, the blood of the Buddha rains down and the demon blood stains the sky.

But what really suffers the most is not the Buddha Gate, nor the land of ten thousand calamities, but the billions of living beings in the world of sampa.

Whether it is the blood of the Buddha or the blood of the demons, it has turned into a source of pollution under the catastrophe, polluting this heaven and earth.

In just seven days, many creatures of low strength have been buried under the blood that contains powerful energy.

And this ...... Whether it is the demon who started the war or the Buddha who claims to be compassionate, he doesn't care at all.

The real catastrophe has already begun in this corner of the Three Realms.

On the vast land of Shenzhou, the Great Xia Dynasty did not have half of the wind and rain and depression, and everything was still going on as before.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, the soldiers open up the territory, the Son of Heaven guards the society, and the ministers assist wholeheartedly.

And Xu Xian, under such circumstances, ushered in something that was regarded as the top event in his life for his former self, but for him now, it is not worth mentioning - the imperial examination!

It stands to reason that at this point, the imperial examination is already dispensable for Xu Xian, and even for most cultivators, there will be no interest in the imperial examination.

It's just that when I came to the family, my sister always thought about Xu Xian's ability to be named on the gold list.

Secondly..... Now that the Three Realms have changed greatly, Xu Xian also has his own considerations.

Now that the troubled times have kicked off, whether he wants to or not, he Xu Xian does not think that he has the ability to be alone now.

And whether he wants to be alone in the future, or whether he wants to save the building, what he needs...... It's all power.

The power that can crush everything.

But where does the power come from for him?

Awesome!

If you want to earn awesome value, what you need is to listen to your braggadocio and see that you are really awesome in the audience.

And the Three Realms Immortal Buddha can certainly provide a relatively large amount of awesome value, but how much does the Immortal Buddha and Demon add up? And how many ordinary beings are there?

Given the sheer number, the number of individuals is already insignificant.

Therefore, Xu Xian's purpose at this time is to attract the attention of the king and rely on the power of the royal family to earn huge awesome value.

Of course, as an open man who was just an ordinary person a few months ago, he is also willing to protect his compatriots if he can.

Seven days ago, Xu Xian took Yang Chan back to Qiantang County, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing bought a compound in Hangzhou, recruited a few wandering ghosts as servants, and settled down.

Xin Shi Niang had some doubts in her heart, and left alone, wanting to seek answers.

Three days ago, the prefect's housekeeper came to Qiantang County and visited Xu Xian's mansion.

Between the words, he talked about the daughter of the prefect's mansion, and talked about the eldest lady's admiration for Xu Xian, and more or less talked about the prefect's daughter's admiration for Xu Xian.

However, Xu Xian directly rejected this hint, saying that he already had someone he liked, and he would not live up to it in this life.

This straightforward refusal made the chief butler of the prefect's mansion look very embarrassed, and he left with a black face.

And after listening to the official's reply, the prefect also slapped the table angrily.

After the little maid who overheard the news reported back, Miss Lu was completely dead, and she fell seriously ill on the second day and was bedridden.

After three days in a row, he regained some complexion slightly.

Under such circumstances, under the escort of Xu Jiaorong and Li Gongfu all the way, accompanied by beautiful women, Xu Xian went to Hangzhou Mansion and participated in this autumn's hospital examination.

The questions of the college exam are very simple for Xu Xian, who has a cheat, and there is nothing to say.

Only the last poem and strategy made Xu Xian feel a little interesting.

A poem is considered a propositional composition, so that a poem is given with the theme of chrysanthemum.

Xu Xian can't make this kind of poetry by himself, but he can buy a bunch of them casually in the system mall, and it's not expensive.

It's just that there are many good choices, Xu Xian didn't write it, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, Xu Xian wrote an anti-poem with a stroke of his pen -

"When spring comes, on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom.

The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

A song of Huang Chao's "Not the First Queen".

Poetry is anti-poetry, people are anti-thieves, in any dynasty, such a poem is enough to alarm the Son of Heaven, and the person who makes such a poem is also enough to destroy the family.

However, knowing this, Xu Xian still wrote such a poem, which was written resolutely and without hesitation.

First of all, he is not afraid of any raiding his family and destroying his family, and he is not one of those foolish and loyal people who believe that the king and his ministers have to die, dare to raid his home, believe it or not, he will destroy the country in minutes?

Secondly, in this kind of ordinary college examination, tens of thousands of candidates participated in the entire Great Xia Dynasty, and with ordinary answers, even if they took the first place, it was impossible for them to enter the eye of the Son of Heaven.

And to let him go step by step to participate in the hospital examination, the township examination, and the general examination, and finally the Golden Palace won the first place, the champion in the gold list, so as to enter the sight of the Son of Heaven, it is even more impossible.

How can he be so idle, not to mention that even if he is so idle, he doesn't have so much time.

His Demon Ancestor friend, who can be regarded as a friend, is already about to conquer Lingshan, who knows when the catastrophe that will sweep the entire Three Realms will break out.

So on top of this college exam, Xu Xian wrote an anti-poem so openly.

He is not afraid that his poems will be suppressed by others, and there will be anti-poems in the imperial examination, no one dares to do this, and no one can afford to take responsibility once there is an accident.

This is especially true when the examiner and the examiner are not in the same department.

Especially...... Before that, he also offended the prefect of Hangzhou.

After writing an anti-poem, Xu Xian still felt that it was not enjoyable.

I thought that since the anti-poems were written, there was nothing to hide.

After looking at the last policy discussion, I saw that the proposition was relatively open-ended, which was an ordinary open-ended topic such as the view on governing the world.

In this regard, Xu Xian only replied with one sentence: no kinship, no compensation, no land cutting, no tribute, the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies.

Xu Xian knew that this was the training of a country called the Ming Dynasty in another world, and the kings of that country seemed to have done this.

Even the last emperor, who hanged himself in the coal mountain at the end, also fulfilled the words of the king's death.

Of course, letting the Great Xia royal family do this was not Xu Xian's original intention in writing this.

In fact, the Great Xia was somewhat similar to the Song Dynasty in the history of another world that he knew.

Surrounded by strong enemies, wars broke out on the frontier year after year.

In order to allow the country to develop steadily, the defeat and affinity, the defeat reparation, the defeat of the land, the victory of the tribute every year, the year of the coin, these are almost every generation of emperors of the Great Xia Kingdom will be repertoire.

As for what the Son of Heaven guards the country and the king dies, it has never happened.

For the emperor of Great Xia, if you dare to let him take risks for the sake of the country and the society, or even take his life, he will definitely click you the moment you reveal this intention!

Of course, Xu Xian has the confidence that he will not be clicked, and he also has the confidence that once his poem and this strategy come out, after being put in front of today's big summer son, he will definitely be able to make the other party's face green.

After writing, Xu Xian did not check, directly rang the bell to hand in the papers, and walked out of the tribute courtyard.

For him, as long as the last poem and that sentence are enough, he can see the summer of today.

As for the rights and wrongs of the previous things, it doesn't really matter anymore.

After answering the question, Xu Xian went out of the tribute courtyard.

My sister and brother-in-law didn't wait here, after all, there was still a long time left before the deadline for submission.

But at the moment when Xu Xian walked out of the Tribute Courtyard, Yang San, who had been drinking tea in a teahouse not far away, had already greeted her.

"Finished the exam?"

Although I don't know why Xu Xian Tang Jinxian still wants to participate in this kind of children's college test, she has always unconditionally supported Xu Xian.

If the other party is willing to take the test, she will accompany her, and she will never question or ask.

Xu Xian nodded, and walked side by side with the three girls into the distance, leaving behind a group of people pointing fingers.

Obviously, many people are skeptical about Xu Xian handing in the paper so long in advance.

Of course, Xu Xian didn't care.

After all...... His purpose has been accomplished.