"You...... What are you talking about?"

The messenger froze at first, then looked surprised, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes at the end.

"What am I talking about, you know in your heart, you never treat the disease, early rather than late, and when it comes to the late stage, there is only a critical illness notice. Qiu Yan squinted slightly, and the true qi in his body turned, shaking the hand of the errand officer, and even more continuous energy gushed out, forcing the person to take two steps back!

"Hmm!" the messenger stopped his steps, looked at Qiu Yan in disbelief, but his heart turned over the river, although he didn't know what the "notice" was, but the flowing power in his body made him frightened, where did he not know how to go, he was kicked to the iron plate!

"This Qiu Yan is actually a practitioner! This kung fu is extremely profound! These strengths circulate between the viscera, as long as I swallow it slightly, I will make my viscera suffer heavy blows, be secretly injured, and life and death are not up to me!"

Thinking of this, he immediately understood that Qiu Yan was warning himself, the beads of sweat rolled down, and the servant looked at Qiu Yan blankly, without saying a word.

But his stubbornness immediately made the candidates behind Qiu Yan dissatisfied.

"What's going on?

"What is this army doing, delaying the hour, how is this good?"

"That's it, so many people, can this still be checked?"

......

These commotions led an examiner over, and he was about to ask, but the officer came back to his senses, first glanced at Qiu Yan carefully, and then said a few words to the official, and then came back, not to mention the search, and directly let Qiu Yan pass.

Qiu Yan tidied up his clothes, and when he passed by the messenger, he raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and whispered: "The strength I left in your body can shake the viscera, and it has its own benefits, you first take a mouthful of water in your mouth, and spit it out after a quarter of an hour." I will know whether it is true or not, and I will have something to ask you when the time comes. ”

The words fell, and without waiting for the other party to respond, Qiu Yan calmly stepped inside.

Looking at Qiu Yan's back when he left, the officer's heart was still uncertain, feeling the strength flowing in his body, muttering to himself, and then a bitter feeling appeared in his mouth, recalling Qiu Yan's words, and walked to the side. Picked up a bowl of water on the table.

The candidates who had been waiting for a long time were noisy again.

The servant glared at him: "What are you arguing about, what are you arguing about, come here one by one!" As soon as he finished speaking, he poured his saliva violently, took it in his mouth, and walked over.

This soldier is named Wang He, who was originally a soldier, who has practiced martial arts since he was a child, walked the path of foreign boxing, and practiced family exercises, but their family passed on to this generation. It has long been dilapidated.

Outside boxing boils the flesh and blood, which is the most harmful to the body, and requires diet and medicinal materials to assist in tonic in order to maintain the physique. But Wang He's family couldn't get these, so they could only practice stiffly, and they could be regarded as having some achievements in the end, but they fell into the root of the disease. I wanted to get some military exploits on the battlefield, but after the last time, I came to the capital. I made a bugleman.

Qiu Yan said before that the stinging pain under the ribs was the root of the disease, so he could suppress it, and now Wang He took a sip of water, and while continuing to search, he secretly thought to himself, and after a quarter of an hour, he found the corner, spit it out, looked at it intently, and his heart jumped.

I saw that the saliva was as black as ink, and it emitted a fishy smell!

"This is ......" Although Wang He said that he was only a military errand soldier, he had some insight in martial arts, and soon realized that this was an impurity in the body, which was discharged!

"Is it Qiu Yan's strength that shook my internal organs and helped me expel the impurities from my body? I was disrespectful to him just now, why did he still want to help me? Did he want to learn something from me?"

Wang He was not stupid, he quickly figured out the key, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, after spitting out this mouthful of black water, he could obviously feel that his body was much lighter, and his spirit was getting stronger and stronger.

It's just that after this, his heart fell into a contradiction, and he didn't know how to deal with it, and then there was a sharp sting in his ribs, dispelling all kinds of worries!

"No, then Qiu Yan probably left some secret hand, right? No, no, he doesn't need to keep a secret hand, as long as he doesn't eradicate my disease, it will be enough for me to have a headache. ”

With such thoughts, Wang He still had to suppress his thoughts and search for the candidates behind, but he seemed a little absent-minded, but fortunately, he was not the only one in this search, and it didn't take long for him to be replaced.

Although he has the heart to ask Qiu Yan to understand now, the work of the errand officer in the examination room is far from being so simple, he must obey the transfer, he must not act arbitrarily, and he can only enter the examination room after the candidates are seated.

..................

The word "tribute" of the Gongyuan has the meaning of the subordinate to the superior, and it is placed here to collect talents from all over the world and recommend them to the court and the emperor.

Candidates who can come this far, put everywhere, it is not simple, but there is still a level left, only after passing the exam, can carp jump into the dragon gate.

"This tribute house is really not small. ”

Qiu Yan walked forward along the corridor, seemingly casual, but not easy, there were messengers staring everywhere along the way, and they wanted to take them to different examination room areas according to the different regions they belonged to.

However, at the moment, everyone's route is still the same, they all have to go to the main hall first.

The Wentang is empty and occupies a large area, but it is not for people, but for the worship of clay sculptures of sages, so it is also called the Temple of Literature.

However, no matter how big the temple is, a large hall cannot carry a thousand people, so Qiu Yan and other candidates have to stop and watch from a distance when they are led to the square outside the hall.

There were people standing in the Temple of Literature, but not candidates, but examiners.

From a distance, Qiu Yan saw that there were several figures standing in the hall, but the leader looked a little lonely, and the others stood there, vaguely separated from others, although standing in the crowd, it still gave people a feeling of loneliness.

"That should be the chief examiner of this exam, Wang Fu Wang Xiangguo, and there are several fellow examiners around him, just looking at this atmosphere, I am afraid that there will be waves in this exam. ”

Inside the Temple of Literature, there are several examiners, who are facing the clay sculptures in the temple at this time, and are worshipping.

In the temple, only one clay sculpture is enshrined.

The Holy Teacher.

From ancient times to the present, the Confucian scholars who have been handed down have taken it as the source and etiquette as the order, and then changed in a thousand ways, but all changes have not deviated from their origins.

"In the previous life of the earth, there are also literature and Taoism, the name of Confucianism has also been passed down for thousands of years, the humanity of this world is still based on this, and even the sages and sages can vaguely find one or two traces in my previous life, I don't know what the reason is, these thoughts have been buried in the bottom of my heart, but in the past, people were soft-spoken, and it was useless to think too much, but after trying, you can pick up the steps step by step, and feel another humanity, but I don't know when I can contact the secrets behind it. ”

When Qiu Yan was thinking, there were already many candidates gathered around, and the errand officer who led the way in front of him saw that there were almost no people, so he opened his mouth and spoke-

"Worship the saints!"

Qiu Yan bowed down with the others, and at the same time gathered his thoughts, eliminating all kinds of distracting thoughts, and making his thoughts transparent.

It's just that this bending over, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and an invisible momentum shrouded him, and before he could react, he penetrated into his body!

Rumble!

Qiu Yan felt the roar, and was about to resist, but then a grand idea pressed over, mighty and upright!

"It's ......"

The flesh and blood body was oppressed and almost solidified in an instant, and it was difficult to move!

The body of the gods, who are thousands of miles away, is controlled by a unified consciousness, and the divine power is transmitted into the soul cave with the heart, but then I think of the secret of the Gongyuan, and the humanity rebukes the gods, and then stops again, and then there is a strange light and shadow surging up in the bottom of my heart, vague and uncertain, full of thoughts!

This is the light and shadow that comes from the flesh and blood!

Bang!

In the distance, there was an explosion at the foot of the stove mountain, followed by the cheers of girls.

In the recent days, the voice that made Qiu Yan feel quite annoyed could not attract his attention at the moment, and his people's minds were all immersed in this light and shadow.

At the same time, the flesh and blood body was tingling, and the divine soul and the void pill trembled separately, as if they were being held, and they were about to be pulled and flew out of the body!

These two things are the foundation of the way of life, how can Qiu Yan let go, that mind turned, and a firm will shrouded the past, fixing the soul and the void pill.

But in the next moment, the blurred and changing light and shadow in his heart slowly became clear, not a clear scene, but a kind of light and shadow similar to thoughts and thoughts, presented in Qiu Yan's heart!

Immediately after, Qiu Yan understood what it meant.

"Previously, many people have said that if you cultivate supernatural powers and come to the imperial examination again, it will have a great impact, but what the specific impact and performance will be, but I have not made it clear. ”

Thinking like this, in Qiu Yan's soul, there was a sense of literature and Taoism and the spirit of a sage revealed, and it actually fused with the vast will, canceling each other, but the influence was still there, as if there was a sharp blade standing in the body, which could hurt itself at any time.

But Qiu Yan didn't seem to care, straightened up, looked at the Confucian Temple in the distance again, and then turned around and followed the guidance to his examination room number.

The drastic change just now didn't last long, it was just a breath, and it was formless and substantial, and in the eyes of outsiders, there was nothing abnormal at all.

It's just that Qiu Yan's heart has a little more ideas, and around his body, a layer of strange aura is also wrapped, trembling slightly, his muscles and bones are faintly shaking, and the whole person is actually being rejected by the Tribute Academy!

"I see, this time I will take the test, and I will be in danger, but at least I affirmed my original guess that this practice is my own way, and when I reach the most important point, it will inevitably be separated from humanity......"

Here, Qiu Yan was thinking about it, and later, another batch of candidates were taken to the square to worship the Holy Master - although the square is large, it cannot carry all the candidates at the same time, so they must worship in batches.

In the distance, in the Temple of Literature, Wang Fu and the others turned around after worshipping the saint, a trace of doubt flashed on the face of the black-faced man, and his eyes turned to look in the direction where Qiu Yan left. (To be continued......)

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