Chapter 65: The 10-Year General Election (13)
"Miss, I can't recognize all the words except my name, let alone write articles. ”
When I was a child in the village, my grandmother also knew the words on those cultivation exercises. As a result, Yu Aya's literacy is extremely limited.
Qin Han once again lamented the importance of quality education.
Noticing that nearly half of the 50,000 people began to talk to each other, pacing back and forth, Fu Shengyuan finally couldn't help but speak.
"You don't have to be anxious, this assessment is not a test of your talents, articles, but your attitude towards this matter. ”
Elder Su added, "It's a test of strategy, not an academic test, it mainly depends on your point of view, not the pursuit of beautiful words." Keep it short and to the point. ”
"Miss, that's great!"
Yu Aya excitedly took Qin Han's hand and smiled like a kitten that had stolen honey.
"Ahem, the exam will last for one hour, please take your seats. ”
As soon as the words fell, the barrier beside everyone opened a one-person-high opening, and the warrior monks entered it one after another, sitting on smaller stones.
As soon as you enter the enchantment, the sounds and pictures of the outside world are all blocked, and the people sitting inside can only see a white fog all around, and only their own heartbeats can be heard clearly.
Qin Han poked the semi-milky white enchantment, and there was a silky and soft feeling on her fingertips, out of curiosity, she increased her strength a little more, but although she tossed for a while, she still couldn't poke a hole.
This kind of resilient enchantment is truly a lifetime, and of course very human.
"Ding, ding, ding. ”
The small bell on the stone table makes a crisp sound, the fine sand in the hourglass pours down, and the timer begins!
There was a sudden sentence on the white paper: What should I do if I encounter an evil cultivator?
When many people see this topic, they call it simple.
Since I can remember, the accepted view is that evil cultivators do many evils, whether it is a righteous path or a demonic path monk, when they encounter an evil cultivator, of course, they will kill them and then kill them quickly.
At the same time, those who are a little more careful are not so quick to write, believing that the answers to this exam are obviously not so obvious.
For Qin Han, this test is not only a strategy, but also a personal nature, and it can be regarded as the sublimation of a mood test.
In modern times, people who have taken countless test papers from kindergarten to university will not take this question too simply.
She was not busy with the pen, but used her spiritual power to gather the ink in the ink tank into an ink-colored stream, and then slowly reduce it, making the water flow thinner, thinner, thinner.
It is not until it almost does not form a flow state and can only form water droplets the size of rice grains.
Then, with two fingers together, the fingertips slightly turned around for half a circle, and the ink was slowly injected into the inkstone to ensure that not a single drop was spilled or splashed.
"Hmph, flashy. The old woman looked at the girl in the water mirror, manipulated the ink as she pleased, and waited until the ink filled the inkstone pond before stopping.
Hearing Elder Li snort disdainfully, several elders also gave up their water mirrors and looked at her.
The girl's index finger and middle finger in the water mirror are together, and a purple bamboo brush on the table immediately hangs in the air.
The brush moved with her gestures, and in a few moments it was dipped in ink.
"Wonderful! Such exquisite control, such a skilled art of art, I am afraid it will be difficult to master in ten or eight years. ”
"This little girl is only eleven years old. ”
A few elders with loud voices couldn't help but praise them, attracting many people's sideways.
"It's just a trick and a trick, I want to see what she's really capable of. ”
Elder Li shot a strong wind towards the mirror, and at the same time, a sudden wind suddenly rose around Qin Han, causing the paper to make a rattling sound.
The ink in the inkstone pond was blown and churned, the ink beads continued to bubble from the bottom, and the brush on the pen holder was also scraped to the ground.
Qin Han's complexion changed greatly, and his fingers trembling non-stop, obviously lacking his spiritual power, and he began to be in a hurry.
The old woman shook off the non-existent dust on her cuffs and chuckled, "That's it." ”
"Elder Li, you're going too far, aren't you?"
"It's just a doll, why is that?"
"You are, I can't see someone who is better than that kid of the Wang family, Elder Li, when did your strength become so small. ”
"Guys, I'm just telling her to suffer a little bit and make her have a long memory. If you don't change this kind of clever and eager to show your character, how can it be of great use?"
Seeing Elder Li's serious face and righteous words, everyone secretly despised it in their hearts.
"Haha, the old man just came, why is it so lively here?"
Seeing the comer, all the elders bent down and saluted, "Venerable Poria." ”
The old man stretched out his arms, and all those who saluted were dragged up by a gentle spiritual force.
"What were you talking about?"
The elder who was the first to praise Qin Han stepped forward and volunteered to explain the matter in general.
Venerable Poria Poria's brows furrowed deeper and deeper when he heard this, "Elder Li, what are you ......doing this time?"
I don't know who shouted, interrupting Venerable Poria's words, "Look! Look!"
A group of elders, including Venerable Poria and an old woman surnamed Li, also looked curiously at the water mirror that could illuminate Qin Han's area.
Everyone in front of the water mirror, no one saw how this girl moved.
With a gentle and dexterous of his index finger, the wind around him stopped without warning!
He performed several other magic techniques one after another, returning the items that had been blown up to their original places, and then five fingers into claws, and as soon as she grabbed them out of thin air, the brush flew to her right hand, snapped, and fell steadily into her palm.
This last move, but the most rare part of the basic artifact technique, can be said to be a gradual control process.
Gradually reduce the control force and close the distance until you come into contact with the real thing.
This girl didn't even blink an eye to complete such a complicated process!
Qin Han looked at the brush in his hand, exhaled a long breath, and then showed a confident smile.
I don't know whose bad idea it is, and her ability to control the wind compared to her is really a grasshopper shaking the tree.
In other words, Fang was just some introductory moves that came with the wind spirit, and she didn't know how to use the power of this wind.
It seems that teleportation, the art of resisting things, and the art of resisting the wind are all related to the wind spirit. It would be nice if there was also some kind of "Heavenly Wind Technique" and other exercises.
"Haha, it's not simple, it's not simple. ”
Venerable Poria smiled with her palms, this girl has been quite controversial these days.
But judging from Fang Cai's performance, no matter whether she is a natural spirit or not, she will definitely not be worse in the future.
The old woman stared at the girl's bright and confident smile in the water mirror, her finger joints clicked, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.
Only she knew best, and she used nearly thirty percent of her strength. How could a junior who had just been in the Qi refining period be able to withstand the thirty percent attack of the foundation building cultivators?
And it's so easy that one finger is flat?