Although Fang Lang had long understood this world, strength was the most important, but this time he really experienced this feeling.

He used the punching card squeezed out of Ni Wen's body, and he wanted to attack the sixth-stage sword master!

In the Qiuling Demon Que Hunting Ground, Fang Lang had a large amount of aura through brushing out of nothing, and cultivated himself to the fifth rank of the sword master, and piled up the required aura to perfection.

Fang Lang planned to try to use the dash card to break through the shackles of the sixth-rank swordsman.

Of course, Fang Lang also wanted to try it to see if the punch card could ignore the conversion of aura to sword qi and directly achieve a breakthrough.

Switching to the state of the four bonds, he absorbed the spirit crystal for a while again, until the spirit crystal in the dantian cyclone was completely complete and could no longer absorb it, Fang Lang used the punch card. Grabbing

"Ding! The punch card has been used. ”

"Have a good time."

A system prompt pops up.

Then, Fang Lang felt his bulging aura, after the punch card was used, it was like a bubble that had been punctured, and in an instant, a stream of heat gushed out from the dantian.

The surging aura of the cyclone dantian was suddenly continuously compressed, compressed, and finally turned into pure sword qi wandering around the sword intent seed.

Fang Lang's cultivation was a natural breakthrough, and he successfully stepped into the sixth-stage sword master!

He opened his mouth and exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and the aura in the room seemed to pour into his body.

A smile appeared on Fang Lang's face.

It deserves to be a punch card!

Now he is a third-stage sorcerer, a second-stage martial artist, and a sixth-stage swordsman......

Although there is still a gap between this diversified cultivation and top geniuses such as Shang Lao Jiang and Wei Sheng, the gap is still within an acceptable range, and it is still able to fight.

But he is only able to fight, if he wants to win, whether he can win, Fang Lang can't say.

Fang Lang can only spend the next few days constantly cultivating and improving his competitiveness.

"Use."

Fang Lang gritted his teeth and said.

This is a prop card squeezed from Liu Bubai's body, and Fang Lang is also using it at the moment.

No matter how many prop cards there are, if they are not converted into cultivation, they are all useless things outside the body.

After the five-fold forging body card was used, Fang Lang was sure that his martial arts cultivation had stepped into the third-stage martial artist level.

Rumble!

Fang Lang's muscles were constricted together, and the whole person seemed to shrink in a circle, endless pain, endless muscle tearing, like a tide, like a heavenly thunder splitting body, spreading to every corner of his body.

A low whimper spread through the house, like a wounded tiger cub licking its wounds.

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It rained all night and finally stopped.

The sun shines on the yellow leaves, and the fallen leaves are stained with crystal water droplets, which are reflected in a variety of colors.

The spring color of Chang'an is beautiful, the autumn color is more beautiful, the golden autumn leaves of the trees are full of trees, and the glazed tiles of the palace are reflected in the brilliance, walking on the long street, there are golden leaves falling and floating, adding a little rare poetry.

Imperial City, Taiji Palace.

Many officials gathered in the temple of the court, and the Holy Emperor, who had not held an early pilgrimage for a long time, attended the court, sat on the dragon chair, and listened to the reports of the officials under his command.

Zai Fu Lu Taixuan was napping, and Li Pu told the arrangements for the next palace test.

The eldest prince, the third prince is wearing a neat python robe, standing on both sides, the eldest prince has a peaceful face, and the corners of his mouth are like a spring breeze.

On the other hand, the third prince was pale and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Liancheng."

Suddenly, a faint voice rang out in the council hall.

Li Puyi, who was like a river of words, suddenly silenced, and the third prince raised his head suddenly, stepped out of the ranks, and lowered his head and clenched his fists.

"The son is here."

There was a dead silence in the council hall, and the eyes of officials big and small all swept over the three princes.

Many people know a little bit about what happened yesterday.

I don't know how the Holy Emperor will react.

"From today onwards, the mansion will be grounded, the cultivation resources provided by the household department will be halved, and you will not be allowed to take half a step before the end of the palace examination."

The faint voice, without any emotion, lingered lightly in the main hall.

These are the words of the Holy Emperor.

As soon as these words came out, the heavens and the earth seemed to become dead and silent at this moment.

The third prince, who was clenching his fists, raised his head suddenly, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

This is...... Punish?!

Why did his father punish him? Is it for yesterday's events?

Does Father know Fang Lang?!

At this moment, not only the three princes, but even a big prince with a bamboo in his chest, also shrunk his eyes and looked at the figure on the high seat.

Lu Taixuan sniffled and woke up suddenly, with a few interesting playfulness flashing in his eyes.

Li Pu opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"You can do what you should do, don't do what you shouldn't do, as a prince, you should have a little sense of proportion in your heart."

"But who wants to intercede for him?"

On the high seat, a faint voice floated out.

Several officials in the Three Princes' faction originally wanted to come out to intercede, but at this moment, they didn't dare to say anything shocked, where did they dare to intercede, and they were even thinking about the message behind this.

Fang Lang is now tied to the Jiang family, between the three princes and the Martial King, could it be that the Holy Emperor chose the Martial King?

The Holy Emperor's words were serious, and there was no joke in you.

The third prince, Li Liancheng's lips trembled, and finally, he knelt under the dragon chair.

"Erchen...... Compliance. ”

The eldest prince on the side looked thoughtful, and couldn't help but think of something, before the Yunling Pagoda was applied for by Luojiang Academy, there seemed to be some episodes, and it was rumored that Fang Lang stepped on the seventh floor and was congratulated by the Yunling Pagoda.

Perhaps, this is the reason why the father emperor opened his mouth to punish Li Liancheng today?

The eldest prince Li Tianlin's eyes flickered, Fang Lang's son, even if he was not the champion, was worth paying attention to. 巘戅 LOL 戅

There was silence in the hall for a long time.

Li Pu bowed and walked out, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the specific decision on the 'Jiedu Envoy System' ......"

"The essay on the scientific examination is quite interesting."

"I'll talk about this matter after the temple test is over."

As soon as Li Pu finished speaking, Emperor Tang responded calmly.

These words made many ministers in the court silent, and they felt a sense of oppression that was about to come.

Li Pu's eyes shrank and he exhaled a breath of turbidity: "Whew." ”

This early dynasty was the most turbulent one in the Tang Dynasty in the past few years.

Although his name was not mentioned in the court.

But everyone knows that the protagonist who caused the turmoil in this court discussion was the young man in Tsing Yi who had just come from Luojiang Town and had never even been the champion.

…… Grabbing

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Fang Lang didn't know about the affairs in the court, and he didn't care about the Holy Emperor's disposition even if he knew.

He walked out of the room, in the courtyard of the Wuwang Mansion, enjoying the autumn scenery and the fresh air, so that the fatigue of his night of penance was swept away.

The use of the five-fold forging body card made him extremely painful, but the effect was remarkable, feeling the powerful power contained in the physical body, Fang Lang was very satisfied.

This may be the charm of cultivation, the feeling of slowly improving strength, which makes people very satisfied and intoxicated.

Ni Wen and Liu Bubai also walked out of the room, and a maidservant girl came to take the three of them to the hall for breakfast.

After eating the breakfast prepared by the Wuwang Mansion, Jiang Linglong put on a veil and ordered Lao Zhao to prepare a carriage and go in the direction of the Rite Palace.

The top 500 candidates on the gold list need to report to the Ministry of Rites to participate in the palace examination in Chang'an, otherwise they will be disqualified.

So the group rushed to the Ministry of Rites early.

Because the candidates who participated in the palace examination were only in the top five hundred on the gold list, the front of the palace of the Ministry of Rites was not as bustling as the Gongyuan during the scientific examination.

Pedestrians are scattered, but it seems quite empty.

The carriage stopped in front of the palace of the Ministry of Rites, and after the identity was ascertained, the officials of the Ministry of Rites personally took Fang Lang and others into the palace to register and report.

An official of the Ministry of Rites, dressed in an official robe, holding a brush and bowing his head.

"Belong to the academy?"

"Luojiang Academy."

"Name?"

"Fang Lang."

Well?

When Fang Lang reported his name, the official holding the pen paused, raised his head, and glanced at Fang Lang, with a look of surprise in his eyes, Fang Lang's paper was reviewed by him!

"Your poem is good......

"You've got a better answer in that essay."

The official holding the pen smiled appreciatively at Fang Lang.

In the next reporting procedure, the officials became a little more enthusiastic, even if they treated Jiang Linglong with such enthusiasm.

Even when Fang Lang and the others were about to leave, the official in charge of reporting was personally escorted to the gate of the Ministry of Rites Palace.

After Fang Lang's figure disappeared, the official of the Ministry of Rites was full of softness and approval.

"It is worthy of being a Luojiang genius who can write poems such as 'Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken'."

"Sure enough, he looks like a champion!"

When the official saw Fang Lang, his heart was satisfied.

"The palace test is imminent, and now the major gambling houses have also begun to set up gambling games, and this year's scientific examination palace test is surprisingly lively!"

"Jiang Linglong, Li Yuanzhen, Lu Ze, Luoyang, Wei Sheng...... These are all demonic geniuses with superb bones! ”

"Although Fang Lang won the first place in the civil and military gold list, there is still a gap between the betting odds of the major gambling houses and those first-tier geniuses, and the odds are extremely high."

"But I just think Fang Lang can win the top position!"

The official looked at Fang Lang's disappearing back with a smile, he bet on Fang Lang, it didn't matter about the odds, it was simply an appreciation for the teenager who walked out of this small city.

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Late autumn in Chang'an begins to become noisy and lively.

The palace test is about to open, and the strong people of the major sects have rushed to the city one after another, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, gathering in the imperial capital.

The once rare great cultivators can all find their faces in Chang'an, such as Ji Yuanguan, Guanfohai, Xianwu Pagoda, Jianshu Sect and other masters of the top ten major sects in the Tang Dynasty.

There are also many top second-rate sect masters who have also rushed here, in order to compete for talents in the palace examination.

As for the dense crowd of Jianghu guests like the migration of geese, most of them are still here to see the excitement and fight the gambling games set up by the major gambling houses in Chang'an.

Maybe you can win a rich net worth and worry-free cultivation resources for the rest of your life?

As a result, Chang'an has become extremely lively, and almost all post stations and inns are at full capacity.

The business of the major restaurants is extremely hot, and even the teaching workshop is brightly lit, and the flower boats are lit up every night.

Everyone is waiting for the opening of the palace exam, waiting for who will win this year's champion.

Wuwang Mansion.

Fang Lang stayed in the palace all these days and didn't go anywhere.

Because of the matter of the Qiuling Demon Que, many of the top five hundred candidates on the gold list gave up challenging Fang Lang, of course, there were also some candidates who did not believe in evil and came to the Wuwang Mansion to find him, wanting to challenge him, but they were all blocked by Jiang Linglong.

They have the right to challenge, and Fang Lang also has the right to refuse.

Lao Jiang stood at the door wearing a veil, and the candidates who came to challenge were numb from her cold eyes, and had to turn around and leave in embarrassment.

came and went, Fang Lang, who stayed in the Martial King's Mansion, had a rare purity.

During this time, Fang Lang wanted to find an opportunity to have an in-depth exchange with Lao Jiang related to cultivation, but unfortunately Lao Jiang was not able to see anyone on weekdays, only when he was eating, he would show his face, and when eating, Fang Lang was not easy to carry out deep or shallow cultivation exchanges.

And Ni Wen and Liu Bubai are also sprinting in retreat with all their might, which is also difficult to communicate.

Fang Lang inexplicably felt a sense of loneliness.

He misses Lao Fang a little, and at this time, Lao Fang should bring him a bowl of wontons to comfort him.

That's it, let's still practice!

Therefore, Fang Lang also entered a state of retreat and began to frantically refine spirit crystals.

The day before the palace exam, Fang Lang ended his retreat, and by the way, he received a letter from Luojiang, which Lao Fang wrote to him.

The letter mentioned that after letting Fang Lang relax and prepare for the palace exam, he nagged about some trivial things such as clothes to be worn and fed, and finally mentioned that Fang Lang should not be stressed, and said that if Fang Lang really couldn't pass the exam, the good fields, restaurants, and markets at home would be prepared for him.

Fang Lang was so annoying, the pressure he had just accumulated was almost broken by the old party.

The old party always wants to corrode his will!

After thinking about it, Fang Lang didn't reply, and getting the champion was the best reply to Lao Fang.

During this period, Wen Ting sent a post, which recorded the information of the top three strong contenders in the palace examination this time, including some cultivation, age, preferences, etc., Wen Ting recorded it in great detail, so that Fang Lang was prepared.

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The next day, the sky was fine.

Balmy autumn day.

"W-"

The ancient temple outside Chang'an City rang the bell for a long time.

The two carriages of King Wu's Mansion were prepared early, one for Jiang Linglong, one for Ni Wen, one for Fang Lang and one for Liu Bubai, and the two carriages went along the bluestone road of Zhuque Street, all the way to the direction of the palace in the Tang Dynasty.

The morning sun of late autumn sprinkled on the earth, as if paving a golden carpet that spread to the imperial city. 淘戅戅

On both sides of the street, there are people watching the bustle, and there are also gamblers holding bet slips, coming and going, bustling and hot.

In the carriage, Jiang Linglong was wearing a veil, quiet as a virgin, Ni Wen clenched her fists nervously, and couldn't help cheering herself up in her heart.

Fang Lang lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the rising sun that jumped out of the horizon, his eyes were like fire.

Liu Bubai is holding his chin, rubbing his sword, his face is deep, and his whole body exudes a sense of confidence.

The temple test ...... He won't lie down and win!

"W-"

In the imperial city, the ancient bell rings.

Many candidates got off the carriage outside the Suzaku Gate, greeted the rising sun, and walked towards the majestic imperial city.

At the feet of the Holy Emperor, the palace test opened.

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