Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

When Jiang Yanlu came in, Qiyue had just picked up the book he had thrown at the door.

She looked at the junior brother who was reciting the memorization at the desk, and asked with a smile: "How is the memorization going today?"

Jiang Yanlu didn't expect the junior brother to carry things so hard.

He is just like a side subject, he practices fast and learns swordsmanship quickly.

But it is the Zongrui, which is extremely slow to memorize.

According to this progress, it is still unknown whether the junior brother will pass the test on the day of the examination.

Seeing Jiang Yanlu, Qiyue tried to suppress the irritability in his heart, lowered his eyebrows, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister, I still haven't completed the task you assigned today."

Jiang Yanlu took out his own book and pushed it to him: "If you really can't remember it, don't memorize it by rote."

"I thought of a good way."

She opened a page of the book at random, and next to the religious rules and regulations, there were memory formulas and some methods to help memorize that she thought of and wrote on it.

"If you assist the recitation according to what I wrote, the effect may be better."

Jiang Yanlu almost has a photographic memory, and now she can see ten lines at a glance. This method of assisting memory has never been used by her before.

If it weren't for the progress of memorizing the little brother's recitation, she really would not have thought of this kind of memory method.

Qiyue lowered her eyes, looking at Jiang Yanlu's beautiful words marked aside with a cinnabar pen.

He looked up at her involuntarily.

She really loved him deeply.

Qiyue smiled slightly: "Thank you, sister."

Jiang Yanlu stood up: "You continue to recite, I won't disturb you anymore."

It's still early now, and she still has to go to the other senior brothers and sisters to tell them this method of memory.

Maybe their recitation speed can also be accelerated.

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The time for the sect's assessment is getting closer and closer, and Taixuan Jianzong is also shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

The disciples were either reciting books, or on the way to practice swords.

But this tense atmosphere is much better than in previous years.

After all, they have followed Jiang Yanlu to practice and practice swords since a few months ago.

Their cultivation and swordsmanship have all improved, and there is no big problem in passing the assessment.

They are nervous, it is still a written test.

If they had followed Jiang Yanlu to roll up and endorse the book, they wouldn't be cramming now.

In the past few days, they have memorized their books so hard that their heads will explode.

Open your eyes and close your eyes, words are floating in front of your eyes.

But there are benefits too.

The more clan rules they memorized, the fewer mistakes they made, and the fellow sects were actually more united than before.

Soon, it was time for the Zongmen assessment.

This sect assessment is divided into two categories: written test and military test.

Among them, the written test took a total of ten days, and there were a total of ninety written test papers in previous years.

Now there is one more clan rule written silently, and on this basis, dozens of more test papers will be added.

After all the results of the written test are published, the military test will be conducted.

The time for the martial arts test is not specified.

The martial arts test is divided into three subjects.

In the first round, ten sets of sword techniques were practiced.

The second session examines the disciples' mastery of their respective attributes.

The third game is a competition between disciples of the same realm.

The order of appearance in each game is all drawn by lottery.

This is the case with the Zongmen assessment every year, but the elder in charge of the assessment still reads the assessment method to the disciples according to the usual practice.

The test location for the written test is in the main hall of the Jianshu Hall.

The first written test was the evolution of Elder Yin Zheng's clan rules.

The elder who invigilated them was Elder Shi Chun who was in charge of Jianshu Hall.

In charge of the inspection tour are two senior brothers from the Discipline Hall.

Elder Shi Chun sat on a high position, and with a slight bow of his head, he could see all the movements of the disciples below.

He smiled slightly, with a kind voice: "The assessment time for this field is one and a half hours. Disciples are not allowed to whisper to each other, and they are not allowed to cheat or plagiarize. If they violate this rule, the inner disciples will be demoted to the outer disciples, and the outer disciples will take back their Zongfu. card, expulsion from the sect."

Jiang Yanlu sat in front of the pear blossom wooden table.

On the table are twenty pen test papers, an inkstone, a brush, and a pair of paperweights.

The six-turn Bingxin incense that can clear the mind and eyesight is burning in the main hall.

With a bell rang.

Elder Shi Chun sank into his dantian, and shouted loudly: "The exam begins."

Jiang Yanlu immediately picked up the brush and began to answer the questions.

When she couldn't write the answer with a pen just now, she had already done the questions on the first page with her eyes.

So now she doesn't even need to read the question again, and writes the correct answer directly.

The hall was unusually quiet.

There is only the rustling sound of flipping the pen test paper.

The Discipline Hall disciple who was in charge of the examination patrolled to the desk next to Jiang Yanlu, and stopped slightly in surprise.

When other disciples answered the questions, they thought for a while before writing down the answers.

Jiang Yanlu no, she wrote directly.

The Discipline Hall disciples even doubted whether Jiang Yanlu could finish reading the topic in such a short time.

If it was the past, he would definitely think that Jiang Yanlu was writing nonsense.

But now, he can only guess that she is really familiar with these contents to the point of writing without even thinking about it.

Cheng Xinglan and the others also wrote very smoothly.

Even if there are many places they haven't reviewed yet, they can guarantee that as long as they write it out, the answer must be correct.

The memory method Jiang Yanlu taught them is really good.

An hour later, Jiang Yanlu answered all the questions.

She stopped writing, sat quietly at the desk, and began to simulate practicing the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Sword Technique in the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Between the high-level swordsmanship and the god-level swordsmanship, there seems to be a natural moat.

She can understand a set of high-level swordsmanship in three days.

It took her more than half a month to understand the first form of Fengwu Nine Heavens Sword Art.

The power of swordsmanship must not be underestimated.

Jiang Yanlu has already begun to look forward to who will be the lucky one to accompany her to practice swords when she competes with her peers in the martial arts test.

The two fellow disciples sitting next to her were taken aback by the speed with which she answered the questions.

They have only written the tenth piece, and the questions become more and more difficult as they go on, so Jiang Yanlu has finished writing it? !
Damn, I really want Jiang Yanlu's brain and hands!
the other side.

When Yun Qing was changing the test paper, she looked up at Jiang Yanlu who was sitting on her side.

At that time, the latter had stopped writing, sitting there as if in a daze.

The corner of Yun Qing's lips twitched with a hint of sarcasm.

Compared with a few years ago, this assessment was quite difficult. Even if she memorized the entire book, the answers to some questions were still a bit ambiguous and she couldn't answer them.

Seeing Jiang Yanlu like this, the pot must have been smashed and smashed.

The day when the assessment results come out will be the day when Jiang Yanlu is slapped in the face!

A stand-in will always be a stand-in, and will never be on the stage in this life.

Yun Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled slightly, and continued to answer the question.

After half an hour.

The bell rang again.

Elder Shi Chun said: "Stop writing, the morning assessment is over."