Endless continent, boundless, vast. As the name suggests, the continent is endless, spanning hundreds of millions of miles. Don't say that mortals are those cultivators who are high up, and it is difficult to get a glimpse of the continent in their lifetime.

In the Endless Continent, there is no technological civilization, only a cultivation civilization that is prosperous to the extreme. Those who have qualifications and wisdom here can step into the path of cultivation. The strongest of them here can split mountains and reclaim the sea, can fight and turn the stars, and can travel to the three mountains and five mountains in one day. The strongest of them can live forever and live for thousands of years, and even more can be called longevity. As for the existence that jumped out of the Three Realms and was not in the Five Elements, it could live with heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon.

An inconspicuous corner of the Endless Continent, this is the Tang Kingdom, an inconspicuous existence among many countries. It's so small, it's a speck of dust compared to the mainland. But even a speck of dust has a population of tens of millions, and the country's borders are thousands of miles wide.

Outside the city of Cangjun in the Tang Kingdom, there is a meadow. It's not green, it's full of vitality. On the green that represents life, there is a handsome young man. This handsome young man seems to resonate with heaven and earth, seems to be with vitality, and seems to be a part of the green grass.

The youth is like grass, vigorous, and the grass is like a teenager, vigorous and vigorous.

Not far from the young man, there stood an old man with gray hair and a long beard, who could speak like a man. The old man is kind and kind-eyed, and has a temperament of poetry and books, and at first glance he is a scholar who is a scholar of heaven and earth.

The old man's temperament is indifferent and detached, and he has a strong bookish atmosphere. He looked at the young man and sighed slightly, and said, "Wuji." Do you really want to take the academy exam? You must know that once you enter the cultivation process, you will be as deep as the sea, and you will be displaced for half a lifetime and half a madness. Under my teaching, wouldn't it be wonderful that you are familiar with a hundred volumes, and that you will be able to achieve great success, and that you will be able to take the test next year and help the world at the same time?"

When the young man heard this, he kept shaking his head violently, and his expression was firm. Maybe because of his youth, he is still a little childish. He said, "I have to go to this academy." The so-called, the avenue is ruthless, and the child's heart is strong. If my cultivation is like the sea, then I will ride the wind and waves. If I go mad, I will have no regrets for the rest of my life. As for the ruthlessness of the avenue, I will steal the day and dare to call the ruthless exchange for the sentient sky. In the end, if my cultivation is boundless, then I will move forward infinitely, chasing the top of my cultivation with eternal life and eternity. Heaven and earth are finite, and the avenue also has edges. And my heart is infinite. With an infinite heart, take the road of finiteness, and the road can be expected. ”

"Ahh If you want to go, go ahead. But you have to remember that this Tang Kingdom, this Cang County, will always be your home. Idiot, if one day you can't move forward, then come back. There's a home here, and there's me. As he spoke, the old man let out a long sigh, his eyes were complicated, and he looked at the young man opposite with a little love.

At this time, when the young man heard this, he couldn't help but feel sour, and his heart was greatly moved. He glanced at the old man, then fell to his knees and kowtowed. While kowtowing, he whimpered and cried, "Master, Wuji is reluctant to let you go. I can't bear you. But... But... But I can't forget what happened seven years ago. I have to go to the academy, I have to embark on the path of spiritual practice. The Master's seven years of nurturing grace will never be forgotten in his life, and he will not be able to repay it. Master, I, Fan Wuji, can't stand you. You should always take care of yourself. I will definitely be back. ”

It turned out that this young man's name was Fan Wuji. And the old man is a famous university scholar within a radius of hundreds of miles in Cangjun, and when he was young, he used to raise people in high school. He was honored as Master by the people of Cangjun.

After Fan Wuji finished speaking, he still kept kowtowing. He slammed his head to the ground every time. In a short time, a lot of blood flowed from his forehead. The master wanted to pull Fan Wuji up. But Fan Wuji still stubbornly kowtowed.

After a long time, Fan Wuji slowly stood up. Together, he suddenly felt a little dizzy. He gave the master a deep look. He wants to see this old man who has raised him for seven years in his eyes and in his heart.

As soon as Fan Wuji turned around, tears burst into his eyes. He strode away without looking back. It's not that he doesn't want to turn back, it's just that he can't. He couldn't let the Master see him in tears.

Soon Fan Wou-Ki got into a carriage. The carriage disappeared from the Master's sight. For some reason, a sad poem came to the master's heart. The child who accompanied him for seven years grew up. The children who grow up will eventually leave and go to distant places. The master knew that the young eagle would eventually come, and when it left to soar for nine days. But when this day really came, the master still couldn't help but cry.

Fan Wuji was on the carriage, looking at the backwards, gradually distant, and disappearing scenery in his sight, and suddenly felt a lot of sadness. The scenery of this hometown, in the time of departure, has the taste of sadness.

More than ten days later, in the midst of displacement, the carriage left Cangjun, passed through several other counties, and finally came to the outskirts of the imperial city of the Tang Kingdom. Although this is a suburb, there is no desertion. Because the most famous Ichthyosaurus Academy in the Tang Kingdom is located here. And this is the time of the college admissions. Every spring, girls and teenagers between the ages of 14 and 16 come from all over the country to take entrance exams.

Fan Wuji got out of the carriage, handed the coachman a piece of silver, and walked towards the direction of the academy on his own. As he walked, he stroked a quaint and small bronze mirror hanging from his chest with a pendant.

This bronze mirror was left by his mother seven years ago. It was the only thought his parents had left him. Whenever Fan Wuji was missing, he would take out the bronze mirror to see things and people. He even has a habit of touching the bronze mirror, because in that way, he will always have the illusion that his mother is with him. When he is confused, when he is helpless, when he is in trouble, this bronze mirror can always give him a sense of security and motivation.

Soon he came to the gate of the academy. In front of the gate of this college is a huge square. The square is large enough to accommodate thousands of people. There are pilots in this square. And after each pilot, there was a long queue.

Fan Wuji Shi Ran walked to the nearest pilot. For each pilot, there is a staff member of the college. And in front of each staff member there is a test tablet.

At this time, a young girl stood at the head of the pilot. The staff glanced at the girl, then stopped looking at her, and just said lightly: "Now put your hands on the test stele." When the light of the stele stops beating, you can let go of your hand. Got it?"

"Yes!" replied the girl softly, and then she stepped forward cautiously. Looking at her expression and posture, it is not difficult to see her mood. Three seconds later, the girl slowly put her hands on the stone tablet.