The two high priests who were sitting in the position of the chief examiner wiped their eyes at the same time, and walking in front of the Great Witch Divine Guard was the adult's close attendant Ning Yun.

Two pairs of faint old eyes looked at each other, and the body that sat down trembled, and suddenly got up to greet each other.

In the minds of the clansmen, Ning Yun is as mysterious as the great witch who escaped from the world, and rarely goes out on weekdays.

"Miss Ningyun." Si Bo and Jia Yi put down their bodies prominently and greeted Ning Yun politely.

Aunt Mo Yu looked like usual and nodded slightly.

Zhu Beichen privately used gestures to inform Han Qingxin that everything was fine.

"The girl of Ning Yundai is grateful for the hard work of the clan elders, but the girl has the advice of the ancestors of the previous generation, and she can't personally preside over the selection within the clan, so I'm really sorry."

Ning Yun's thoughts looked immature, but every word was humble and did not lose the courtesy of the maid of the Great Witch Family.

The two politely waved their hands in understanding.

"The clan elders have their own responsibility to recommend, and our girl specially asked this young man of the Han family to participate in the selection of the lawsuit." Ning Yun skillfully threw out the intention of this trip, and a pair of watery eyes kept rubbing the expressions of the two old men.

Originally, half of the seats in the clan were elected by the magnates, and half were determined by the children of ordinary families in the clan according to the school examination of the festival of sacrifices.

Aunt Mo Yu instructed the clan guards to add a seat, and respectfully waved at Zhu Beichen to invite.

"Housheng, let's get in."

The clansmen were puzzled, but no one dared to raise a criticism, and even Ram Yu, who was the first to jump out to oppose it, sat back in his seat with a gloomy face.

"Since Lord Dawu has personally decided, the young man will be born, please." Jiayi flicked his sleeves and returned to the desk and watched silently.

The crisp chimes of ancient bells come from the southwest, accurately confirming the moment.

At the end of the day, Mo Yu indifferently announced the opening of the first literary examination for the selection of You.

The witch guards distributed the question papers, and the sheets of rice paper dipped in ink and engraved test questions were placed in front of the seats.

Thin rolls of light ink, handwriting beautiful.

The content of the examination school ranges from the most basic pharmacological properties to the screening of Gu worms, the method of controlling Gu, the art of controlling Gu, and even the formation of the priest level, and the mystery of witches.

The only difference is the last question, the 41 papers, all different!

"Such an old way, answering questions with a brush, will he know?" Only then did Han Qingxin find that this group of people were grinding, and there were pen, ink, paper, and inkstones in front of each desk.

"The Avenue of Witches, which emphasizes the understanding of heaven and man, actually has a different path to the same cause and effect as Taoism. The ultimate test is self-cultivation. Shichima explained.

In front of the 41 desks, some people are writing hard, some are holding pens and thinking deeply, and some people are even looking at the neat scrolls in a daze.

Zhu Beichen was suddenly stunned, the Wu Gu Wenjuan Examination School is not the college entrance examination after all, and common knowledge such as pharmacology and planting language is completely outside the scope of his cognition, and he was only motivated to disrupt the deployment of the three thousand.

Now, he has no name to rise to the determination to win the championship!

Outside the four seats, Sanqian was silent, swept through the handwriting test questions, meditated for a while, and wrote quickly.

In front of the chief case, Ram Yu calmly held the pen, sketching the answer on the white rice paper, and his expression was quite relaxed.

Zhu Beichen: Can I change the exam questions? Change the national paper, don't take the biology test!

Qijian and Han Qingxin stayed outside the field, anxiously looking at the young figure in front of the desk.

Han Qingxin knows the background of Zhu Beichen's identity, where can this kid be a witch Gu in Miao Jiang!

Ning Yun placed a desk under the seats of the two high priests, admiring the various forms of beings in the examination hall with high interest.

The sun hangs high in the sky, and the hourglass that records the hour passes bit by bit.

Zhu Beichen's clothes were stained with a touch of water, and the chill was gradually dispelled by the warm sun.

He calmly lifted the pen, dipped it in ink to solve problems, and his thinking was extremely active.

"Hey, what did he draw on rice paper, Beichen couldn't have those questions at all?" Han Qingxin looked puzzled.

Shichiken was also deeply puzzled, and the distant scenes fell into his eyes one by one. In Qijian's opinion, Zhu Beichen's mental state at this time was a little weird.

Half of the time has passed, and the first candidate to hand in the paper appears!

Qi Zheng put aside the pen, carefully dried the light ink, picked up the paper and got up.

Si Bo frowned slightly, and asked in a stiff tone, "Are you sure you want to hand in the papers, and you have answered all the questions?" ”

He glared at his uncompetitive baby with grief and resentment.

"Well, I'll hand it in!" Qi Zheng was afraid that the old man would be angry, so he put down the scroll and turned around and left.

High Priest Jiayi's eyes full of meaning were full of helplessness, "Sibo, look at the point, the young man is this temperament. ”

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At a quarter of noon, the sun is high in the middle, and the sand and gravel in the hourglass are gone!

The melodious and heavy ancient bell rang again.

Mo Yu stood in the center of the forty-one seats, and the cold voice announced, the literary examination is over!

Sanqian frowned slightly, and after a moment, he stretched out his sad face with relief.

The level of "witch" is far away, and it is wise to give it up at the right time.

He packed up the file and got up, deliberately looking out of the four seats, the file in front of Zhu Beichen's case was full of vigorous words, and his heart was faintly uneasy.

The first day of the paper examination is over, and the candidates under the altar submit their papers one after another.

"You solved equations on the test paper?" Han Qingxin asked suspiciously, his previous tireless answering posture was too demagogic.

"Draw a stave." Zhu Beichen glanced at me coldly, you are so confident in me.

He tried to recall the state of the past three hours, and the Lingtai was clear in the sea of knowledge.

The obscure Gu recipes recorded in the Yin Rune Scriptures in my memory surfaced one by one, carefully referring to the ones described in the next volume, they were all profound Gu poison theories of the Yin Rune Scriptures, and the content of the previous knowledge and strong memory had already been carved into the depths of the soul.

and the Dao Zhizhi that was cast by the golden texts, and even the mysteries of witches were all undoubtedly answered, so that he still lingered in that mysterious state of mind.

The last question of the whole volume details the lost Great Blue Lotus Gu Poison in Miao Jiang, and asks for an overview of the Gu Poison Solution Idea, obviously for Zhu Beichen's volume, which was deliberately added later, and the two high priests deliberately added difficulties.

Zhu Beichen smiled and dipped his pen in ink, which should be explained.

In the altar square, the gathered crowd dispersed, and Ning Yun walked under the hug of the guards.

"I've seen you in excellent condition." Her words are concise and her voice is graceful.

"Come with me, there is a vacant bamboo building in the southwest, you can settle there first in the next few days." Ning Yun said.

Zhu Beichen's inquiring eyes fell on Han Qingxin, he didn't know Ning Yun.

"Your big witch's house." Han Qingxin said.

"We are currently homeless." Shichima added.

What is called my family's big witch's house, Zhu Beichen glared at this woman angrily.