Divine punishment sat on the podium at some point, looked at the disciples writing the immortal text hard, nodded slightly, patted his left hand with the ring ruler, got up and said: "Yes, you disciples are so attentive, you are very happy for the teacher, don't forget that after dinner tonight, before nightfall, don't miss the notary meeting of Liu Zhilang for the public examination in the academy, and don't miss the good show of watching Liu Lianlang challenge the previous foundation building disciples in the spiritual cultivation pool after nightfall, okay, today's class is over, you can go!" After speaking, he glanced at the disciples, and then disappeared. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After dinner, the entrance of the Immortal School, the entrance of the Immortal Master Hall, the door of the Xiande Hall, and the door of the Yide Hall were crowded with disciples from various schools early, and everyone wanted to see who Liu Lianlang was written on the public examination publicity list. What kind of strange person should be a person who dares to take the public witness examination? In the history of the establishment of the academy for thousands of years, legend has it that only eight people have the ability and courage to take the public witness examination, and only one disciple named Nandu passed it 2,000 years ago, and the others were not so lucky, and after failing to do so, they were expelled from the sect and disappeared after that. No one dared to bring it up again, and now this is the ninth. For such a thing as the public examination, it is just a legend for most disciples, and occasionally I hear the sporadic words of the immortal master. Now that the legend has become a reality, I am extremely excited, and I have been staring intently at the venue in the center of the academy.

In the center of the academy were cirrus tables, each with a thick stack of blue immortal scrolls, which was exactly the required size to write 22,000 earth immortal characters. On several of the cirrus tables were bundles of fairy pens and many inkstones. Because when Liu Zhilang writes, he needs the surrounding immortal masters to provide him with a fairy pen dipped in gold ink at any time. The cirrus table was surrounded by supervising teachers one after another, all with serious attitudes, looking solemnly at the examination room.

After a busy time, everything was ready, and people suddenly found that there were people in the crowd who knew Liu Lianlang and Song Zhen, and knew that the two of them were good, so they asked Song Zhen softly: "Why hasn't your brother come yet?"

Hearing the inquiry, Song Zhen also shook his head, his face full of anxiety.

Everyone waited patiently for a while, but still didn't see the shadow of Liu Zhilang, and the immortal masters around the Cirrus Table exchanged glances with each other, looking at the divine punishment that was about to be read out in surprise. Divine punishment is also full of different colors, and on a cold face, a pair of cold eyes scanned the crowd. Time passed minute by minute, and I looked up at the full moon in the sky, and half an hour was left at night.

Someone whispered: "Are you too scared to come, slip away!"

Song Zhen was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and Ouyang Langlong looked at it in the distance, looking at Song Zhen's embarrassment mockingly. However, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, and he really didn't understand in his heart, the evil black ruler in the kid's hand, why did the immortal inkstone platform filled with spiritual power disappear as soon as it touched his black ruler spiritual power・・・・・・?

In one corner, Yun Qianmeng kept staring at a flowing cloud above the academy, which obscured the full moon. Looking at the full moon that was blocked, Yun Qianmeng's heart was surrounded by an inexplicable layer of melancholy, and his face was a little pale.

Finally, the divine punishment slapped the palm of his left hand twice with the ring ruler, ready to announce that Liu Zhilang had failed the public examination, because now that he is here, even if he can write, he can't finish writing, he is doomed to failure!

But at this moment, Liu Lianlang's voice came from the sky: "I'm sorry! Immortal masters and fellow disciples, Liu Lianlang has just arrived, please all seniors and fellow disciples to witness, Liu Lianlang began to write!"

After speaking, there was no human figure, only to see that in an instant, all the blue fairy scroll paper on the cirrus cloud table flew up in the air, fluttering everywhere in the sky, and then the bundles of fairy pens shot into the void, scattered, and the inkstone also followed, and then I saw a group of papers, a group of pens, and a group of inkstones flying under the moonlight, but only for a while, they fell back to their original places, and they did not reach the tea cup before and after.

"Please check the words of the immortal masters, I'll go!" After that, there was no sound.

Everyone present looked at the immortal masters around the cirrus table in surprise, but those immortal masters stared at the pile of handwriting in front of them, and couldn't believe it for a long time, this Liu Lianlang actually had such a deep skill, was it Tiancheng or a miracle master!? Everyone shook their heads, unable to believe it, but they had to believe it. The immortal master who cultivated to a higher level could see at a glance that with Liu Xianlang's immortal book attainments, he couldn't use the immortal pen at all, and the immortal scroll paper had directly reached the realm of pointing to the immortal curtain, and it was only one step away from the Divine Book of Ideas!

Naturally, he also saw this divine punishment, but he really couldn't believe that an inconspicuous disciple, who had not yet mastered a few earth immortal characters, could actually master 22,000 earth immortal characters in a few days. Not only did he know the immortal script, but even the immortal calligraphy had reached the pinnacle, and he secretly sighed that the disciples in this world were really full of talents, unprecedented.

Yun Qianmeng looked at the stunned crowd, suddenly turned around, and floated towards the dream-like purple smoke, with a faint smile on his indifferent face. Song Zhen suddenly woke up and sighed: "Third brother, I don't know you anymore!"

Everyone also slowly woke up from their astonishment, and suddenly the discussion began, even calling for geniuses!

A smile gradually appeared on the indifferent face of the divine punishment, no matter what, this Liu Lianlang is his own student, he is a genius, isn't he a genius! There was a burst of joy in his heart! In the envious eyes of all the immortal masters, he announced: "Immortal inspection scroll!"

Then he walked out of many pre-arranged disciples, took a stack of written immortal texts on the immortal scroll table and handed them to the immortal masters in turn to check, and after the immortal masters finished checking, they passed them to the disciples at the door of the four halls in order, until everyone had finished reading them, and then put them back in place.

When the divine punishment was watching, he couldn't stop nodding, and the other immortal masters also praised it. The surrounding disciples looked at the divine strokes, and they were simply impressed to death, and they kept exclaiming.

Seeing that everyone had seen the same, Shen Zhu cleared his throat and shouted: "Please send representatives of the Immortal Master and the disciples of the Xuanling Sect Immortal Academy to write testimony! Then this Immortal Master still has to ask you a routine rule: Has Liu Xianlang passed!?"

"Pass, pass, ・・・・・・・," shouted wave after wave of the crowd. The sound of shaking the heavens and the earth echoed over the academy for a long time.

Divine punishment looked at the excited crowd, nodded, stretched out his hand and pressed it a few times, and when the voice in the crowd became quieter, he raised his voice and said loudly: "Then please ask the immortal master and the disciple to each select nine representatives to fill in the testimony!" Then the crowd walked out of the immortal master and disciples, a total of eighteen people, brushed and wrote the testimony.

Divine punishment picked up the testimony and looked around at the crowd, and solemnly announced: "Liu Xianlang, a disciple of the first Xuanlingmen Qingliu Kingdom Hanmen in the Jiazi Year, has successfully passed the public examination of the Immortal Academy! From now on, you can freely enter and exit all the classrooms and the Earth Immortal Book Library for any Earth Immortal Script! In addition, a fairy curtain will be rewarded!" After speaking, he pointed towards the void, and a light blue fairy light curtain appeared in people's sights, and a circle of rainbows flowed around it, which was very beautiful.

"Wow!" Some disciples couldn't help but marvel, everyone knew that if you could get the reward of the Immortal Light Curtain, it meant that you were a scholar of the Immortal Academy!

A burst of applause erupted in the crowd, each showing envy and surprise, everyone originally thought that this Liu Lianlang must be some famous immortal clan, but it turned out to be a cold cultivator!

Divine punishment straightened his waist, closed the light curtain, and waited until the crowd calmed down, and finally said: "That's all for today's public examination, if you are interested, you can also go to the spiritual cultivation pool to see Liu Zhilang's challenge to the foundation building master." ”

As soon as the disciples heard this, Fang woke up and came to his senses, there was still a spiritual cultivation pool, and they left the immortal school hall one after another with cheers and headed towards the spiritual cultivation pool.

"Sister Qianmeng really has a vision, when she first met Senior Brother Liu, she said that Senior Brother Liu will become a great weapon in the future, and when she was registering for the Juying Conference, she said good things for him in front of the introduction envoy, and gave her beloved Peiyu as a gift! Do you know, that piece of Peiyu is our treasure of Changshui! After going back, I was almost scolded to death by my father! At that time, I asked him why he was so good to a person who met in Pingshui, but she didn't say anything. Yun Fan and Ouyang Langlong said as they walked.

"Phew, pretending to be a ghost, a little trick is just a demon trick, and that Song Zhen is even more disgusting!" Ouyang Langlong was very angry when he heard Yun Huan praise Liu Lang, especially when he said that Yun Qianmeng had helped him.

Seeing that Ouyang Langlong was angry, Yun Fan didn't speak again. continued to follow the crowd forward, but after walking for a while, Ouyang Langlong suddenly turned his head and returned without saying a word.

When Yun Xuan walked to the spiritual cultivation ground, he saw that there was already a large circle of people standing in the cultivation ground below, talking in a low voice. The high cultivation ground was also full of figures. The center of the cultivation ground in the lower part was empty, and there were four foundation building disciples standing in front of them with their backs to the waterfall, two men and two women, and the first one on the left Yun Xuan recognized was Lan Shuang, who was always with Song Zhen, holding a fairy pen in his left hand. The second is a male disciple holding a bottle of guqin on his chest, the third is a female disciple holding a box of Go in his hand, and the last one wears a landscape painting on his shoulder. The four of them were naturally dressed like all the disciples of Immortal Learning City, dressed in white robes, but their faces were different, either beautiful or handsome.

In a corner, Yun Huan found Yun Qianmeng and walked over. Seeing Yun Fan, Yun Qianmeng said lightly: "What's the matter, I finally remembered my sister!"

Yun Fan glanced around and said, "Sister, look at what you said, I just like Ouyang Langlong no matter how much I like it, and I won't forget my sister!"

Yun Qianmeng stopped speaking and silently looked at the four foundation building disciples.

It was already nightfall, and suddenly a cold voice came from the high cultivation ground: "It's nightfall, please Liu Lianlang appear, standing on the spiritual cultivation pool are the four foundation building disciples, you have to fight one by one, the time is set at the end of the night every day, and in four days, you have to challenge Lan Shuang's Luoxian Pen, Yuexian's Bishui Qin, the Seven Political Chess of Li's hatred and the mountains and rivers of Dan Soul, whether it is a victory or a draw, it is your victory, if you win, you will be qualified for free cultivation, and win a Zhuji Dan reward! Please leave the Xuanling Gate immediately!"