Lying on the bed, Feng Mu recalled what happened in the afternoon. In Yingshui Hall, the candidates who are really threatening are all in the wings, but the two brothers like Lu Xinghai and Lu Zhuocheng also have wings, if they are all such goods, it is not a worry.

However, Yu Mufei, who has a compelling aura, Ye Zhen who has a sick face, and the candidates in the wing room of the stargazing platform who have not yet appeared, are afraid that their strength is above them. Perhaps, they are just the tip of the iceberg.

Hey, don't think about it. No matter how many competitive candidates there are in this Zhuo Zongyuan examination, I just need to do my best, believe in myself, and Zhuo Zongyuan will definitely have a place for me.

I slept soundly and woke up feeling refreshed.

Today, on August 8, 993 in the Dragon Rain Calendar of the Scorched Earth Continent, the examination of Zhuo Zongyuan will be officially held two days after tomorrow. And today's itinerary, the four of them have been determined last night. In the morning, I went to see Zhuo Zongyuan, and in the afternoon, I went back to the inn, and I left the whole afternoon and evening time to rest, and I prepared for the exam carefully, and I did not allow any mistakes.

Chen Jiang said that half of the inner city of Tongzhou belongs to Zhuo Zongyuan. Feng Mu didn't believe it at first, until he really stood in front of the door of Zhuo Zongyuan.

The high walls are solemn and majestic, and the momentum is magnificent. The wall was as high as a two-story building, and there was no end in sight, and several spires were exposed from the wall. The gate of Zhuo Zongyuan, even compared with the gate of the same state capital, looks magnificent. In front of the door, there are several ancient locust trees with lush branches and lush leaves, which seem to dye the surrounding air green. In the middle of the ancient locust tree, there is also a pomegranate tree, straight and symmetrical, the leaves will not fall, the pomegranate specially left on the tree cracks its mouth, like a smile to welcome the guests.

Behind Zhuo Zongyuan is the highest peak in the same state capital, with Moon Mountain. According to Chen Jiang, the boundary of Zhuo Zongyuan extends from this gate to Banyue Mountain, and Feng Mu roughly estimated, this Zhuo Zongyuan is probably no less than ten miles in radius.

The gate of Zhuo Zongyuan was closed, and on the door and on the wall not far from the door, there were recruitment announcements: At the beginning of August 9, 993 in the Longyu calendar of the Scorched Earth Continent, outside the inner east gate, on the Tongcheng River.

Like Yingshuitang, there are also many candidates who take the exam here. Among them, some pretended to be relaxed, some were slightly panicked, some were nervous, some inquired, and some formed temporary teams......

Feng Mu and the others walked along the wall for a while and returned the same way, they didn't want to stay here for too long, if the exam went well, they would have to stay here for a long time.

Back at the inn opened by Chen Jiang, Feng Mu did some basic cultivation, and after a few simple moves with Jing Lang, the next step was basic cultivation. The exam is just around the corner, so you can't use too much energy.

In the rest of the time, the four of them spent a slightly tense atmosphere, and even the emperor and the emperor seemed not so calm. Feng Mu wanted to tell jokes to divert everyone's attention, but with little success.

When the sun went down, the four of them had a good dinner, and after an hour, they went to sleep.

On August 9, 993 in the Dragon Rain Calendar of the Scorched Earth Continent, as soon as the sky was bright, the four of them woke up separately.

At the beginning of the Chen, outside the inner east gate, the city river. The four of them left all their luggage in the store and traveled lightly.

When the river reaches here, the river becomes wider and the water becomes a little turbulent. At some point, Zhuo Zongyuan set up a big and high platform in the middle of the river, and from the bank of the inner east gate to the high platform in the middle of the river, there were dozens of wooden pillars nailed side by side in the river. The wooden pillars descend from high to low, like steps and finally extend to the high platform.

It appears that these wooden pillars may have been made of small trees cut horizontally, and the façade of each wooden pillar is rounded so that only one foot can stand. The wooden pillars were two parallel rows, and it seemed that the procession had to march in two rows at the same time.

Next to the wooden pillar, two cranes fluttered their wings and flew, and on the back of the cranes, one person sat leisurely, and it is estimated that these two people are the instructors in charge of the invigilation of Zhuo Zongyuan.

There are already many people queuing up on the riverbank, forming two long dragons, winding on the riverbank.

At the beginning of the morning, the voice on the crane's back was like a bell: "Registration begins, please go up to the stake." Only one person can stand on each stake, and the candidate at the top of the line cannot stay on the same stake for more than twenty seconds. Anyone who stands on two wooden stakes with both feet at the same time, or who stays on the same wooden stake for 20 seconds for the first candidate, or who falls into the river, or who affects other candidates, will be deemed to be unqualified!"

The rules were announced, Feng Mu's spirit was lifted, I thought I was just coming to Tongcheng River to register, but now it seems that this is not only registration, but also the beginning of the exam.

The candidates in front of the queue stood on the stake one after another, and the two who were the leaders quickly pulled their legs forward, but unfortunately one of them rushed too fast, and when they were about to approach the high platform, the soles of their feet slipped and fell into the river, and they were eliminated......

Then, another person fell into the river and eliminated ......

There are also people who turn to the candidates in front of them because they are unstable on their feet, and they are eliminated......

There are also people who stand too sore on one foot and want to put the other foot on another stake, but they are discovered by the sharp-eyed examiner and eliminated......

Feng Mu shrugged, these guys who couldn't even leave the names of the candidates were really rookies.

It didn't take long for Feng Mu and the others to reach the forefront of the riverbank. Feng Mu, Huangfu Changjun, Jing Lang, Jing Xiangyao, the four of them got on the stake in order.

The stake under this foot is about the size of half a foot, and it is indeed a little tight to stand on it with one foot. However, as long as the four of them concentrate, this little trick will not be difficult for them.

The candidates in front of them moved forward step by step, and Feng Mu also followed step by step, and each step would rise by about forty centimeters. The first stake on the bank of the river was about a meter higher than the riverbank, and by this point, it was more than five meters high, and as the stake was raised, it became more difficult to move forward.

Fortunately, this difficulty is not enough to threaten the four of them. After a while, Feng Mu smoothly went up to the high platform, and then Huangfu Changjun, Jing Lang, and Jing Xiangyao followed.

There is a signboard on the platform that leads candidates from two rows of different wooden stakes to the left and right. Feng Mu's side was to the right, and he followed the candidates in front of him to a long table.

There is a pen and paper on the table, and each candidate must write his or her name on the paper in order to be considered successful. Behind the desk, sat a female tutor in her fifties, who looked amiable and smiled at each passing candidate.

The person in front of Feng Mu, he was holding a pen, but he couldn't write traces on the paper, and the female tutor was still smiling, but told him, you have been eliminated, go back from the stake behind the platform.

Feng Mu didn't feel a little nervous, he stepped forward to pick up the pen, but his hand sank, where is the weight of the pen, it is simply a fight with Jing Lang's Broken Star Hammer.