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Barbarians.

On a mountain tens of thousands of feet high, there was a roar.

Countless brute beasts gathered here, and each of them was particularly tall.

In the middle, a tiger barbarian emperor is dozens of feet tall, up and down, like molten iron, and his eyes are like water tanks, exuding a terrifying light.

On either side of his body, a pair of huge wings grew, which stirred up a hurricane.

"Tell the Barbarian Emperor, everything is ready. ”

A wolf brute fell to his knees and respectfully reported it.

The Tiger Barbarian Emperor stood up and flew out like a moving mountain, and the wolf barbarian followed closely behind him.

A huge teleportation array, glowing with dazzling white light, exuded a mysterious aura.

There were a hundred barbarians on it, each several feet tall, and they were ready to go.

Seeing that the Tiger Barbarian Emperor had arrived in person, they quickly knelt down, and their attitude was unusually respectful.

"My subjects, remember your mission?"

The voice of the Tiger Barbarian Emperor was like thunder, and it spread far away, only to shake the mountains and rocks.

"Remember, killing the candidates who participated in the lifting test, especially Yang Can, is not to be spared. ”

The leading snake barbarian said, spitting out the letter.

"If anyone can kill Yang Can, after he comes back, I will directly promote him to be a demon marquis and give him the corresponding strength. "Tiger Barbarian Emperor Road.

All the barbarians had a look of surprise on their faces, this was an opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step.

Yang Can and others gathered at the Academy of Literature, and under the leadership of Zhu Haoran, they visited Kong Sheng.

For this great sage of the human race, everyone's face is full of reverence from the heart.

This examination is quite different, and all students of the Fuwen Academy, regardless of the inner or outer doors, have the qualifications for the examination and participate in the selection in a unified manner.

The visit is complete.

A huge white light suddenly descended from the sky, like a long rainbow, falling on the sky above the Academy of Literature, shining on the candidates who participated in the examination.

The entire Thousand Mountains Mansion saw this vision and felt reverence for the power of the Holy Courtyard from the bottom of their hearts.

In the light of white light.

Some candidates showed a happy look on their faces, and some candidates were at a loss, and a very few candidates actually showed painful looks.

Zhu Haoran and the others stood quietly aside, looking at this year's candidates, with extremely envious eyes on their faces, it was really a rare blessing.

It's so strong.

Yang Can's heart was full of joy, like soaking in a hot spring, breathing, extremely comfortable.

Sou!

Part of the figures, under the gaze of Zhu Haoran and others, quickly disappeared.

The candidates who stayed in place looked disappointed, and it was clear that they had failed in the qualification test.

Yang Can opened his eyes and found that he had actually fallen into a mountain, which was extremely steep, like a long dragon, and swerved into the distance.

There are hundreds of candidates around him, all here, shrouded in white light.

A figure broke through the sky and appeared in front of everyone, this person was white and pure, not tall, and in the eyes of everyone, with the majesty of a mountain.

"My name is Meng Tong, and I'm from the Holy Courtyard, and you must have heard my name. The man introduced himself.

Yang Can and the others were all stunned.

This is a big man, a famous Confucian in the Qin State, and it is possible to be canonized.

Yang Can and others have all read his articles and are deeply impressed by his literary thinking.

I didn't expect to be lucky enough to meet him in this lifting test, which was a rare opportunity.

"I've seen Meng Fuzi. And they all bowed down.

Meng Tong smiled and nodded: "I'll give you seven days first, you will work hard here, and after seven days, I will take the people who pass to the next level." ”

As he spoke, Meng Tong's body gradually blurred, and disappeared for a while.

Everyone hurriedly sat down cross-legged.

Seven days is not a long time, but it is not a short time, if you can't have a sense of it, and then you will be driven out directly, it will be a shame.

These white lights were all pure Wenqi, and Yang Can slowly guided his breath and incorporated them into Wenhai.

The aura in the sea of Wen gradually increased, and the sea of Wen became bigger and bigger, gradually surpassing the sea of qi.

The overflowing breath was slowly guided by Yang Can, slowly flowing to the whole body, constantly refining the body.

It's a very bizarre feeling.

At a certain moment, Yang Can felt that Wenhai was no longer getting bigger, but gradually getting thicker and thicker.

In the end, Yang Can noticed that his sea of literature was like a constantly churning cloud, so thick that it could not be dissolved.

A drop of liquid is formed.

Time passed unconsciously, Yang Can never opened his eyes, he was wholeheartedly in cultivation.

Many people looked at Yang Can in surprise.

Every once in a while, these people have to get up and move, otherwise, Wen Hai will feel the pain to the point where he can't bear it.

In this way, only by constantly cultivating and stopping can their bodies be able to adapt.

There were many people sitting still in the field, and their faces, without exception, showed painful looks.

It is precisely because they can't feel the presence of Wenhai and can't absorb the Wen Qi on the field that they are in pain, and some people even have despair written on their faces.

Only Yang Can sat still all the time, his eyes closed, like a Buddha statue.

In addition, Yang Can was the only one who exuded a faint black aura from his body.

"When it comes to the ability to pretend, Yang Can is afraid that he is the first in the world. Feng Zijing shouted coldly.

Yu Shinan's expression was even more arrogant, and he sarcastically said loudly: "It's just that you can write an article, and you can use it for an egg?"

The two of them not only successfully opened up Wenhai, but also made rapid progress in kung fu.

Especially Yu Shinan, who was originally low in strength and has always been extremely distressed, but now that he is soaring into the sky, he naturally wants to take the opportunity to satirize Yang Can.

"Maybe, Yang Can is practicing kung fu?" Liang Yong couldn't help but sneer.

"Haha, haha!" Feng Zijing laughed strangely, "Liang Yong, are you joking? Look at it, look at it, is there a person who practices kung fu like Yang Can?"

Liang Yong couldn't help but be silent.

There are so many people in the field, none of them are like Yang Can, and all those who practice kung fu are all practicing and stopping.

Only those who can't feel Wenhai refuse to give up, sit like Zen, and hope to be lucky enough to understand Wenhai.

"Haha, haha! I feel it, I feel it!" a man laughed maniacally and shouted with joy on the ground.

The people who looked at him had disdain in their eyes, this person's name was Wei Chen, and he was a well-known fool in the Academy.

"Look, look, even fools feel Wenhai. Well, in fact, he is not stupid, he is much stronger than Yang Can. "Yu Shinan Yin and Yang are weird and authentic.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, be careful that I am not polite to you. Yan Nansong really couldn't stand it, the arrogance of these people couldn't help but take a step forward and shouted angrily.

Yu Shinan snorted coldly: "You're welcome, what can you do? You dare to use force here, be careful of angering Master Meng and ruining your future." ”

"You guys try it?" Yan Nansong refused to back down at all, he was tall and had his own momentum.

Yu Shinan snorted coldly, he finally had this opportunity to cultivate, I am afraid that the future will be unlimited in the future, but he is not willing to fight with Yan Nansong.

Liang Yong was on the side, and couldn't help but secretly proclaim that he was fast, if Yan Nansong didn't step forward, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to endure it for long.

Zhu Ke's heart was full of joy, he didn't expect that this lifting test would bring him such great benefits.

Relying on the cultivation mantra passed down by his father, his kung fu of absorbing literary qi is obviously several times stronger than ordinary people.

"Wei Wei, come here. Zhu Ke beckoned.

Wei Wei was about to concentrate on cultivation, and when he saw Zhu Ke calling him, he hurriedly ran over, with a respectful look on his face.

"Go, test that kid. Zhu Ke pouted at Yang Can.

If it is an ordinary person, he will be very happy to see Yang Can sitting still, but Zhu Ke is always not completely at ease.

This kind of thing, Wei Wei naturally will not go into battle in person, and he will not make this kind of bet with the future of his life.

Wei Wei summoned Feng Zijing over.

Zhu Ke's eyelids picked, then closed them and immersed himself in cultivation.

There are some things, Zhu Ke only needs to give orders and wait for the results to be done, and the most important thing for him at the moment is still cultivation.

Feng Zijing's face showed a look of embarrassment, he could verbally provoke, and further movements, he was also beating the drum in his heart.

Wei Wei's face sank, and he sneered: "This is Zhu Gongzi's order." ”

Feng Zijing had no choice but to nod his head, he couldn't imagine that such an unlucky thing would fall on his head.

This kind of thing, Feng Zijing naturally refused to go into battle alone, and he pulled Yu Shinan up.

Unexpectedly, Yu Shinan nodded very happily, hitting Yang Can is something that Yu Shinan is happy to do.

Staggering all the way.

Feng Zijing came to Yang Can's side, he pretended to be casual, but his heart was pounding.

The two men quickly staggered past and collided hard.

Feng Zijing pretended to be unsteady on his feet, and actually crashed into Yang Can.

Bang!

Feng Zijing felt that Yang Can's body was like an invisible ice barrier, extremely slippery, unable to stop at all, and fell out far away, looking extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, Meng Tong was sitting in the Holy Courtyard, and there was a big tree on his head, which was actually hundreds of zhang high, and even the leaves were the size of a millstone, glowing with a green luster.

In his eyes, if the mountains and rivers rotate, the picture of people trying everywhere keeps emerging.

A black spot suddenly appeared in his eyes, making him feel a strange feeling in his heart.

The black dot disappeared in a blink of an eye, but Meng Tong knew in his heart that this was definitely not an illusion.

"Is this an enemy attack?"

Meng Tong felt a chill in his heart.

The lifting test has begun, and it is bound to be impossible to take it back, Meng Tong's heart began to feel uneasy, he frowned, and thought hard.

Yang Can has always been practicing penance, and he doesn't care about the outside world, but he feels that the breath on his body is becoming more and more smooth.

This breath, like an undercurrent, is imperceptibly transforming Yang Can's body, but from the outside, it can't be seen at all. (To be continued.) )