Chapter Ninety-Three: Martial Dao Fist Intent, Dao Test Earth Soul
"Your temperament is purer than before. Xi Yun glanced at Qiu Yan and spoke, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction in his words, "However, the strength has not improved much." ”
Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "You came to me at this time, why did you come to find me?"
"I'm here to tell you that time is running out," Xi Yun smiled coldly, "Even if it's a useless fool, after spending two years of repeated investigations in the land of Yifu, you can finally find some clues." ”
As he spoke, he took a step forward: "I heard that you are going to the imperial examination, I don't know how you plan to take the imperial examination this time?
"Huh?" Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment, wondering why the other party asked this question, this Xi Yun gave people a feeling of coldness and not entering the living, and the information revealed between the words showed that his person should be a person who was on the spiritual path, and Qiu Yan was not a friend or foe, such a person, suddenly asking Qiu Yan's imperial examination plan like an old friend, it was suspicious.
Seeing that Qiu Yan was silent, Xi Yun was not surprised, and restrained his smile: "Look at your appearance, your heart is not low, a Dao test show will definitely be difficult to satisfy, once you decide to participate in the township test, under the induction of the heavenly heart, the cause and effect can be deepened, at least during the imperial examination, luck is connected to this Darui Dynasty, people who are not enough in cultivation, do not dare to attack you easily, it is a good way to delay, but there may still be accidents......"
Speaking of this, his complexion changed suddenly, his brows furrowed, and then he heard the "buzz" of the long sword in his hand, let out a chirp, and then directly unsheathed, and the sharp sword stabbed towards Qiu Yan if it was substantial.
The cold light was swallowed, the air was broken, the chill was bursting, just a flash, and the tip of the sword was in front of Qiu Yan!
"Huh?" Qiu Yan's pupils shrank!
The tip of the sword came too fast, and the speed had already exceeded Qiu Yan's movement speed, but fortunately, he was always on guard, and when he saw this, he quickly raised his hand and flicked his fingers!
At the moment when there was no room for it, the fingers of Qiu Yan's right hand flicked on the blade of the sword, and on those fingers, two talisman seals rotated rapidly, one of which was covered with pitch-black cracks.
Suction and corrosion, two breaths roar out!
Below, the study in the courtyard of the Qiu family trembled slightly, oozing out wisps of strange atmosphere, and you could vaguely feel the artistic conception of the calligraphy article, and the artistic conception rushed!
All around, the light and shadow were distorted, and one by one, the people's wishes rose from several places in the city and converged!
The two breaths, the artistic conception of the article, and the people's wishes, the kung fu of blinking an eye was concentrated on Qiu Yan's fingers, and the strength and blood exploded!
With a "dang" sound, the long sword was swung away!
"Huh?" Xi Yun was stunned for a moment, and his eyes showed surprise.
On the opposite side, Qiu Yan, who swung his long sword, did not retreat but advanced, brushed the blade of the sword, stepped out, the roof tiles on the roof jumped a little, and then the whole person rushed towards Xi Yun!
Clap!
Qiu Yan flicked away the hand of the long sword and slapped it forward, and the two supernatural talismans of soul dementoring and poison changed in each other, and they were about to cover Xi Yun's body.
At this moment, Xi Yunhu's eyebrows flashed, and a scarlet pattern emerged, and a strange aura rose up and down his body, revealing a resolute, cold, and indomitable artistic conception!
This artistic conception was like substance, bursting out, and actually forced the two supernatural runes to stagnate for a moment, and then Xi Yun's feet moved, one step at a time, and disappeared in an instant.
"You and I will fight for a day, but it's not time yet, I want to break free from the shackles, it will take a little time, you also need time, your snap of your fingers has opened my eyes, I underestimated you......"
This sentence came over, but Xi Yun's people had already disappeared into the distance.
Qiu Yan didn't chase after him, he stopped in place, his body was entangled and tightly bound by the artistic conception of the essence of the ring, and these artistic conceptions were all erupted by Xi Yun in an instant.
Martial arts fist intent!
Smack!
The sound of crisp sounds sounded one after another, and the martial arts fist intent was shattered like a real thing, turned into pieces, and disappeared invisibly, Qiu Yan broke free from it, looked at the direction in which Xi Yun disappeared, and fell into deep thought.
"What is the purpose of this person?"
Recalling the words that the other party said twice before and after, Qiu Yan felt that he had grasped some context.
"The sword he stabbed out did not contain the killing intent in it, and it seemed to be extremely hasty, it didn't seem to be intended, it was just a simple sword assassination, but even so, it ......"
Thinking about it, Qiu Yan raised his right hand, cocked his index finger and middle finger, his two fingers were dripping with blood, the skin and flesh on the surface were almost all broken, the skin was open, and the white bones could be faintly seen.
"If this sword is really intentional, even if it is just attached to a little strength and shock, I'm afraid that if I want to flick off the long sword, it will take a little more effort, and I may even have to avoid its edge!"
Thinking of this, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured the blood pill, took it and wiped it on the wound, and followed the thought, and the magic power talisman flew over, circling around the wound on his finger.
This sigil has this healing effect.
The next moment, the flesh and blood on the wound on the finger grew, the blood no longer flowed, it healed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state.
Wiping the bloodstains, Qiu Yan rolled over and fell from the roof.
Just at the moment when he landed, the door of the hall opened, and Liu Huai and the others rushed out with a look of surprise, Qiu Yan's kick just now not only made the bricks and tiles beat, but the whole house showed signs of shaking, which naturally alarmed the people inside.
As soon as he walked out, Liu Huai hurriedly asked, Qiu Yan responded gently, in his words, there was a kind of calming liliang, which quickly calmed down the panic of several people, but it was inevitable that there was some surprise, and everyone went back to the house and re-entered the seat, and after a while, this was dispersed.
In this process, Qiu Yan always replayed the scene before Xi Yun left in his heart.
"The eyebrows are tattooed, the artistic conception is true, what kind of realm is this? He uses his physical body, it should be the realm of life cultivation, he said that zuihou and I will have a battle, although the words are not very intense, but the taste of your life and death is still very clear, after the imperial examination?"
As my mind turned, night fell.
Tonight, there was no sound of Ma Yang's reading, and for a while, there were vague changes everywhere in the city, and the entire city was gradually shrouded in a gloomy aura of a comeback.
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Time passes.
Since Xi Yun left, nothing else has happened, and Qiu Yan's life has returned to calm again, reading and writing every day.
Soon, the day of the Taoist test was coming, Qiu Yan cleaned up a little, said goodbye to Liu Huai and others, followed Zhang Zhen's carriage, arrived in Yuanning City, declined Zhang Zhen's invitation, and lived in an inn.
This time he returned to Yuanning, but he did not show any abnormality.
April 11, fine.
As soon as the sky dawned, it was already bustling and crowded outside the school, full of children in Confucian shirts, some were talking, some were silent, some were chanting, and some were sneaky.
There are immature children, old men, young men with lofty instruments, and calm and silent men.
Whether young or old, they are diligently pursuing it in order to be on the list for a time.
Qiu Yan stood in the middle of the group, holding the test basket in one hand, looking peaceful.
Not far away, someone pointed at Qiu Yan vaguely and whispered.
I heard that in the past two years, he has become famous in Qingchang, and even Liu Huan, Zhang Jue and others, who are known as literary names, have been suppressed by him, and I don't know what results they can get in this exam. ”
"I heard that he had taken the Taoist exam before, but he fell to Sun Shan twice, and it is estimated that his talent is limited. ”
"Seeing the real chapter under your hands, no matter how famous you are, if you can't even pass the show, it's useless, after all, it's the people, and you can't get on the stage. ”
While a few people were still talking, the door of the school suddenly opened, and a soldier with a knife came out in two teams.
Then, a few scribes came out, took the roster, and began to roll call.
"Here we go!"
The noisy crowd was instantly silent, and the pin drop could be heard!
"The Dao test has officially begun!"
A boy held his breath and listened intently, waiting for his name to sound.
"Hu Qi, Liu Peng, Yu Yong, Wang He......"
The person whose name was called was often a spirit, and hurriedly stepped forward to receive the number, and the solemn and nervous mood spread, filling the entire street, and even the air seemed to be sluggish!
"Qiu Yan!"
Hearing his name, Qiu Yan did not hesitate at all, and stepped forward, he looked at the gate of Fuxue, and his heart became more and more calm.
"My land soul is here. ”
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