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The examiner said this, and many students immediately couldn't wait to open the scroll in front of them and start writing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the examination room, all Suo Suo's voice rang out, and Pan Yu and Yun Yan didn't care about each other, they thought about it for a while, and then began to write about the dragon and snake.

Xu Xian was already outside the Nine Heavens at this moment, the clouds were hidden among the white clouds, and he opened the clouds and looked at Chang'an City, which was like a matchbox under his feet, and began to meditate silently.

He was not without nothing to do in these nine days, but what he had to do was much more important than the ten imperial examinations. The time to survive the tribulation was imminent, and when the time came, he felt that his preparation was still much worse.

Of course, there was a golden talisman given by Yu Xuanji, which allowed him to temporarily suppress his breath and gain an advantage in strength. But in terms of heart surname, it is far from enough, after all, he has too many times to practice, and there are too many people who need to be concerned, and if he wants these feelings to not affect his calamity at that time, he can only let God bless him, in addition to being a traverser, he is also an immortal protagonist.

But Xu Xian has also been thinking about a question, how did the other immortals survive the catastrophe?

The people he has come into contact with, whether it is the source of Buddhism, Fahai, or the Daomen Taiyin Zhenren and Lu Dongbin, they are not ruthless and surnameless people, love and hate, loss and pursuit, are no different from mortals, and some emotions are even stronger and more lasting than ordinary people.

Xu Xian believed that the emotions they expressed were all true, but how could these emotions not become deadly demons when they survived the catastrophe?

Is it the Taoist view of the red dust? Or is it the Buddha's letting go of attachment? Then you can have a free mind and be pure.

But in life, there are always things that can't be seen through and can't be let go. As Fahai once said, it is the dead who can swallow anything.

Isn't that a contradiction?

Xu Xian sank his mind into the sea of hearts, in the endless darkness, not only he was alone, but also the auxiliary personality created by him with merit, if he used it to survive the tribulation, not only would there be no problem in his heart, but also in his spiritual power.

He can probably easily survive the catastrophe, and then continue to live his comfortable life, without having to bear anything extra, just like letting Yun Yan try instead of him.

This choice is very simple and comfortable, but it is a choice that Xu Xian will never choose. Because there is always something irreplaceable in the world, the path of cultivation is by no means the same as the path of the imperial examination. The imperial examination is just a level of leaping the dragon gate, and it is enough to pass it. However, the Heavenly Tribulation is an opportunity for training, allowing cultivators to be reborn from the fire with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Xu Xian had already thought about it, if Yun Yan really passed the exam, what official position she would get in the future, all the official affairs could be handed over to her to deal with, and she could just put on her name. But if you rely on the auxiliary personality to survive the calamity, can you only rely on the auxiliary personality for everything?

Once this dependence starts, it cannot be stopped, and it will only be slowly assimilated by the auxiliary personality, and the self called Xu Xian will be lost.

So, you can only rely on yourself.

But now, I have to think of a way, in these nine days, to think of a way to be able to face that thunder with confidence!

His thoughts gradually sank, and the stars in his soul each shone brightly, with some strange rhythm.

The white clouds steamed and converged around him, gathering thicker and thicker, turning gray and white, and turning blue and black.

Snowflakes fall from the sky.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ noon, in the corridor outside the main hall, many people walked around, discussing the exam.

Pan Yu and Yun Yan were standing under the porch, and it was raining like ice outside the hall.

Pan Yu said that he was wearing an ink-colored robe with velvet trim on the neckline and sleeves, which specially covered his elegant neck.

Pan Yu stretched out a hand and said, "There is really a lot of moisture this year!"

Yun Yan smiled and said, "How did you answer just now?" Did you make a mistake once or twice?"

Pan Yu said lightly: "It's just a clear scripture, how can it be wrong!"

Yun Yan said, "You look in a good mood today!" lowered her voice and said, "Last night was good!"

Pan Yu said: "The partition wall has ears, don't talk about this here." After a pause, he said, "That, thank you!"

Yun Yan smiled: "Okay, good, but even if you say so, I won't let you go this time, Xie Yuanlang!"

Pan Yu glanced at her and said, "Really?"

Yun Yan smiled: "Of course, this, but my will try! Hey, if this matter is known by the head of the Yin Academy, I don't know how to be excited!"

Pan Yu was about to answer, when a voice interjected between them, "Are Gongzi Xu and Lord Yin very familiar?"

Yun Yan calmly turned her head and looked at the scholar in front of her who had a little blue on the corner of her mouth, "Your Excellency?"

The scholar sneered: "Xu Gongzi is really a noble man who forgets things, didn't we just meet yesterday?" I just want to ask, did my letterhead ever be delivered to the county lord?" This scholar is the one Xu Xian met in front of the county lord's mansion yesterday, although he was beaten, but the guards of the county lord's mansion were quite accurate, and the pain was not hurt, so he could come here today to take the exam.

Yun Yan frowned secretly, she never stopped Xu Xian talking about this person, but she didn't dare to answer casually, in case the other party pulled up the details, it would be even more difficult to deal with, and smiled: "What happened yesterday? I don't remember much." "Since the husband didn't mention it, it proves that this guy is not an important person.

The scholar became furious, "Don't fucking pretend to be garlic for me!"

Yesterday's encounter was a rare shame in the scholar's life, although the body was not injured, but the young heart was already scarred.

The mental state of today's exam can be imagined, although it was only a game, he already knew that he had no hope this time. And the root of all this is this guy in front of him. If it weren't for his sudden appearance, how could there be such a result.

Pan Yuhan said, "Enough!"

The scholar was intimidated by Pan Yu's momentum, stunned for a moment, and immediately retorted: "Where did you come from, Master Rabbit." "He is not from Beijing, so he doesn't know Pan Yu. But seeing that Pan Yu was dressed luxuriously and had an extraordinary bearing, his momentum was weaker.

At this time, there were already some people around to watch the excitement, and as soon as the scholar said this, someone immediately laughed, and his eyes fell on Pan Yu's face, but there was some admiration in his heart.

Only a few people's faces are a little discolored, they are all local people in the capital, they are no strangers to Pan Yu, when Pan Yu first entered Beijing, there were also people who made fun of her appearance after drinking, and she was thrown down from the restaurant on the spot.

Today, someone dares to touch this moldy head, and in their eyes, they don't know whether they are alive or dead.

At this time, Pan Yu's face was not so cold.

Suddenly, a person pushed aside the crowd and came to him and said, "Mingyu, let me deal with it!" But it was Chengzang Sword, and he and Pan Yu were not in the same examination room.

Without waiting for Pan Yu to agree, Chengzang Jian turned close to the scholar and whispered something in his ear.

The scholar looked at Pan Yu, and his face changed slightly.

After saying this, he retreated to Pan Yu's side, looked at the scholar, and the surroundings were quiet.

The scholar's face turned pale, and then he bowed to the ground and said, "Xiaosheng has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so he ...... Offended the three sons. ”

Chengzang Jian smiled at Pan Yu, "Mingyu, give me face!"

Pan Yu smiled and said, "Let's go, it's time to eat." Patting the scholar on the shoulder, the three of them walked together towards the dining hall.

The scholar maintained his original posture, the laughter around him made him die of shame, and his nails dug into his palms, but he knew that the two young men were not something he could touch.

After walking a long way, Chengzang Jian sighed: "Alas, why bother?" He also understands martial arts, and Pan Yu slapped those two times just now, and he clearly moved his hands and feet.

Pan Yu smiled and said: "Don't worry, you can't die, I have a sense of proportion." ”

Cheng Zangjian shook his head and said, "You, you!" But she could always feel that there was always a different kind of coldness and arrogance behind her quiet smile, which was also her charm.

There is a special dining place in the side hall, and after the three of them sat down, Cheng Zangjian smiled at Yun Yan and said, "Brother Xu, long time no see!"

Yun Yan just replied casually, and didn't say much, although Xu Xian had mentioned the Chengzang Sword to him, but there would not be many details, so it was better to say less and make fewer mistakes.

In fact, Cheng Zangjian didn't pay too much attention to Yun Yan, but focused more on Pan Yu, and always felt that she seemed to be a little different today, compared to the last time I saw her, she was now more and more handsome.

The black robe contrasts with the white skin, the black looks more and more black, and the white looks more and more white, as if there are only these two colors. Only the pale pink lips added a third color to her.

Cheng Zangjian always felt that something was not quite right in his heart, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find the origin of this feeling, and finally smiled bitterly in his heart, maybe it was just himself who was wrong! He was originally a first-class smart person, both EQ and IQ were much higher than ordinary people, if he didn't notice it, it would be a strange thing.

He didn't have the same thought in his heart as Xu Xian at the beginning, "It would be nice if she was a woman!" Once this thought was born, it immediately grew uncontrollably.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ the burden is too heavy, and you can't go far. If you have too many desires, you won't be able to recognize your heart. To let go, to see through.

However, if all the burdens are laid down and all the desires are seen through, then why should we cultivate? A cultivator who has no other pursuits at all but knows is truly lost! Even the unattainable Buddhas and Taoist ancestors must have their pursuits in their hearts!

Baggage, long way. Desire, heart.

Xu Xian, who closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a sentence, "Difficulty and ease are compatible, long and short are dwarfed, and high and low are inclined to each other!"

I understand.

(To be continued)