A simple examination room.

Yang Can put down the bookcase, but he didn't expect that in this world, he still couldn't get rid of the fate of the exam.

The pen and ink and inkstone were taken out, and Yang Can began to grind the ink, and there was no one here to do it for him.

One yin and one yang is the way.

Yang Can's technique of grinding ink is much more clever than Hong Qian's, mixing Tai Chi Kung Fu, which distinguishes between virtual and real, rigid and soft, and grinds the ink delicately and smoothly.

Then, Yang Can began to stand on the pile, gradually blending in with the surrounding environment, and the excitement and uneasiness were swept away.

The curtain was lifted.

The examination room manager sent a stack of test papers, the paper was white and shiny, perfect for writing.

Seeing Yang Can standing upright, the management staff couldn't help but pout, and after Lei Leopard's publicity, Yang Can was already a famous person, and no one knew him.

Yang Can was not in a hurry, his writing has always been extremely fast, and there are two days for the exam, which should be enough for him.

Standing on the pile and waking up, Yang Can opened his eyes, feeling that the void room was bright, the whole world had color, and his heart was full of confidence.

The exam is divided into three volumes, the first of which is about the history of the world, and it tests the depth of knowledge.

Yang Can looked at the volume, and couldn't help but be stunned, the first volume of the first volume was actually a blank piece, and it continued to turn down, but it was still blank.

"What's the situation?"

Yang Can couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that he sent the wrong paper, how can this make people take the test?

Ground.

A yellow phantom sitting on the dragon chair appeared above the blank scroll, and the phantom alone had a peerless domineering aura that made people worship, making Yang Can almost unable to breathe normally.

"What do I have to dominate the world?"

A majestic voice, as if it came through the long river of years, as heavy as the mountains.

Yang Can was completely stunned, this is the way to answer the question.

"Write it down, what do I have to dominate the world?"

The majestic voice urged, and Yang Can could even hear it, with a slight anger in his voice.

"This is the First Emperor Phantom!"

Yang Can was stunned, an idea flashed in his mind, and he hurriedly wrote the words "Jiuding" on the paper.

"It is worthy of my great Qin people. ”

The yellow phantom had a satisfied look on his face, and it turned into a little light and dispersed.

A cyan phantom followed one after another, and his expression was extremely peaceful, which made people feel reverence as soon as they saw it.

This time, Yang Canxue was obedient, and he could see at a glance that if it was not a phantom, there would be no difference from the statue of Confucius in the academy.

"What have I done in my life?"

The cyan phantom asked calmly.

Yang Can's head immediately grew bigger, Confucius's life was colorful, how to summarize it?

Suddenly, the information about Confucius in Yang Can's mind quickly flowed.

"What have I done in my life?"

After a few moments, the cyan phantom continued to ask.

The sweat on Yang Can's forehead flowed down, and it seemed that if he couldn't answer, the cyan phantom would keep asking.

It wasn't until the cyan phantom asked for the fifth time that Yang Can suddenly blessed his heart, and hurriedly wrote down, "Five out of ten are determined to learn, thirty are standing, forty are not confused, fifty are aware of the destiny of heaven, sixty are obedient, seventy are doing what they want, and do not exceed the rules." ”

"The children can be taught," the cyan figure nodded: "Time is short, and the deceased is like a husband." Young man, cherish it. ”

After finishing speaking, it turned into a little blue light and disappeared.

A black figure floated out, just like that, looking at Yang Can quietly, without saying a word.

Yang Can was completely crazy.

The first two of them at least gave a little hint, what are you doing, are you calmer than me?

Judging from the bearing of the black figure, it looks like Lao Tzu, but what about this question, what is the test?

"It must be a test question, even though it seems so unreliable. ”

Fortunately, Yang Can practiced Tai Chi Kung Fu, and after some heart-adjusting and pranayama, he finally calmed down.

About Lao Tzu, Yang Can turned it out of his memory, and felt that his head was full.

Yang Can didn't dare to put down the pen easily, what if he answered incorrectly and the exam was interrupted, he couldn't afford to lose.

"Didn't you say that you would be able to give birth to wisdom? This time, even Tai Chi couldn't help?"

Yang Can couldn't help but sigh.

"Wait, Tai Chi, that's the way. ”

Just like a flash of sunshine, Yang Can's heart suddenly brightened.

Without thinking, Yang Can wrote: "The Tao is the way, the Tao is not the way, the name is famous, the name is not famous." Nothing, the beginning of heaven and earth, and yes, the mother of all things. Therefore, there is always no desire, in order to observe its wonder, and there is always desire, in order to observe its subtlety. These two have the same name and the same name, and they are the same mysteries. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders. ”

The black figure smiled and vanished.

No figure continued to come out, Yang Can was stunned for a moment, and inadvertently looked up to find that the roof was gone.

There were fourteen stars in the sky, and they were constantly twinkling, and between them, there was a flow of star energy, which was extremely mysterious.

Next to each star, there are other tiny stars, which complement them.

This question is quite simple, Yang Can lowered his head, it was the desktop, and wrote down the words "Ziwei Doushu".

The scene has changed again.

Yang Can turned into dust and witnessed a shocking battle, all kinds of spells in it are the means of immortals, there are human races, demon clans, and gods from outside the sky, the scene is very tragic.

"In 588, Buzhou Mountain, the last great battle between the human race and the demon race. ”

......

All kinds of topics are incredible, Yang Can relied on his strength and luck to get through the danger again and again.

It wasn't until he completed the last question that Yang Can put down the brush and let out a sigh of relief, the spring weather, and his clothes were soaked.

Yang Can felt physically and mentally exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to lift the pen, so he simply lay down on the bamboo bed next to him and slept beautifully.

The inspector of the examination room walked over, took a special look at Yang Can, and couldn't help sneering when he saw him sleeping soundly.

Yang Can woke up quickly, he didn't dare to sleep deeply, in case he slept past the exam time, it would be really embarrassing.

The second volume is poetry, without any restrictions at all.

Yang Can encountered the trouble of happiness, his mind was full of poems, and he didn't know which one was more in line with the examiner's eyes.

"Whatever it is, just pick from the classics. ”

Yang Can shook his head, picked up the pen, stained it with ink, and prepared to write.

"Righteous song. ”

As soon as Yang Can wrote three words, he felt that the room was full of white light, rising to the sky, shining so straight that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Who wrote the Amazing Psalms?"

The sounds of surprise continued to sound, and the entire examination room was in an uproar.

The three of Hong Qian, who were originally sitting together and chatting, suddenly jumped up.

A breeze blew.

The white light in Yang Can's room suddenly disappeared completely, and the entire examination room returned to normal.

"Is it a delusion?"

Hong Qian and the three of them glanced at each other, with a look of surprise on their faces.

After a long time, Yang Can regained his composure and continued to write, "Heaven and earth have righteousness, and mixed manifolds." The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom. The royal road is clear, containing and Tuming Court. When the poor festival is seen, one by one, the danqing ......"

Every word consumed Yang Can's great energy, if he hadn't entered the Tai Chi state, I was afraid that he would really not be able to support it.

After writing and putting down the pen, Yang Can only felt more tired than answering the question just now, and he couldn't stand steadily.

One after another, the righteousness of Haoran kept coming from the table, Yang Can was exhausted, his energy was completely recovered, and he was even more prosperous than before.

Silently observing the qi and blood in his body, Yang Can couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised, after writing the "Song of Righteousness", he was directly promoted from the early stage of the Quenching Blood Realm to the middle stage of the Quenching Blood Realm, and his strength increased by about one percent.

Click!

The table broke, and this "Song of Righteousness" fell directly to the ground, making a heavy muffled sound, almost hitting Yang Can's feet.

"What's going on?"

Yang Can was stunned, he leaned down and wanted to pick up the "Song of Righteousness", but he felt that the thin piece of paper, I don't know how heavy, I couldn't pick it up.

You must know that Yang Can drinks demon bear broth all day long, and his strength is more than a thousand catties, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even pick up a piece of paper.

A breeze blew.

blew up the "Song of Righteousness" and fell into Yang Can's hands, just like the weight of a piece of paper.

Yang Can was extremely surprised, there must be a mystery in this that he didn't know.

Ding!

Yang Can rang the emergency bell and offered to replace a table.

The management of the examination room quickly rushed over and glared at Yang Can viciously, but after all, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and changed the table according to his request.

The third volume, the scriptures, the national policy.

Yang Can groaned slightly, and wrote with a pen: "Those who seek the elders of the wood will consolidate their roots, those who want to flow far will dredge their springs, and those who think of the peace of the country will accumulate their virtues and righteousness." The source is not deep and the flow is far away, and the roots are not solid and why seek the length of the wood. The rule of the country is not thick, although it is foolish, it is not possible, but it is ...... to be wise."

Written from beginning to end, nothing out of the ordinary.

Yang Can couldn't help but be surprised, this is a famous article on governing the country, "it can be the law of the king of all generations", and it is to the point, it stands to reason that it should not be so calm.

Suddenly, an old voice came through ......the air: "Good article! Good thinking! It's a pity! It's a pity!"

The sound faded away, and there was silence all around.

After carefully reading the answers to the three papers, Yang Can sorted out the bookcase and walked towards the outside of the examination room.