The ancestors engaged in introversion in Xiuxianwen

For some reason, he always felt that a lot of knowledge in this book seemed to have existed in his mind before, and his own memory was very good, so he didn't need to bother at all, just a book was recorded in his mind inside.

As for the dyeing spirit next door to him, she read a book as if she was sitting on a rocket, and she could see ten lines at a glance. In less than half a day, there was already a thick stack of books that she had already read.

If anyone looks at this, their jaws will drop in shock, and they will come to the conclusion that this person must be pretending.

Which normal person can read so fast?

Time rotates, and in a blink of an eye, seven days have passed.

In the early morning of the eighth day, the magnificent sun, at the moment when the Qiongming River first rose, time declared the end!

The familiar voice of Qiongminghe's will resounded throughout the dim tower.

"The seven days are up. Please prepare for the exam within ten breaths!"

Everyone: "..."

Everyone gritted their teeth and looked at the piles of books in their hands that they hadn't finished reading.

This horse riding is a proper pervert, right?
There are at least five hundred of these books.

In seven days, they only read a dozen books.

Ten breaths?

Can you make it shorter?

In the next second, all the books disappeared out of thin air, all the cheat sheets used for cheating, and the mind maps sketched on paper for memory... were all collected.

On the other side, Ran Ling, who had finished reading all the books two days ago, was lying on the desk and sleeping carelessly. Hearing this voice, he opened his dark eyes without a trace of sleepiness.

The large amount of information received was also sorted out in her mind in the past two days, and she stretched lazily.

What a pervert, I really have to take a test.

Ran Ling had just finished feeling, and there seemed to be something under his buttocks. When he moved away, he saw a stack of files with more than 200 pages, that is, exam questions, as thick as a book.

Next to it are brushes and inkstones for writing, and the ink has been grinded.

Fortunately, Ranling didn't sit directly on the ink.

This time Qiongminghe will kindly announced the time, "The answering time is three days in total, and the total score is [-] points."

"Exam, start."

Everyone didn't feel a little comfort from the kindness of Qiongminghe's will, on the contrary, they all wanted to die.

This is a volume?

Isn't this fucking a book?
It's just too late to complain, everyone took a deep breath and quickly threw themselves into the battlefield.

This test will directly determine whether they will enter the next level or be eliminated by failure.

It would be really embarrassing if it was brushed down at the first level.

As time passed by, many people had beads of sweat on their foreheads, their faces flushed, and their hearts clenched involuntarily.

If there is a question that you can't, skip it and look at the next one, and find that you still can't.

—— Briefly describe the difference between "Le Mi Grass" and "Le Kun Grass"?What effect do the two have on alchemy?
——Refining the Rejuvenation Pill, which type of flint is suitable, how much fire is needed, and how to control it?
——In a village, every family has sores on their faces, their faces are flushed, and they are unconscious. At night, they are like puppets on strings, fighting with each other, and even killing each other. What kind of formula should be used for treatment?
"..."

do not know! ! !
They really don't know!
This is not a question that can be answered with a little knowledge.

Some people see that there are too many questions skipped, and when they look at the time again, despair has already hit their hearts, so they start to let themselves go and make up things.

Some people are still struggling, and every question can be written with a little fur.

Some of them just write like a god, did not miss a question, and even have leisure time to expand.

Looking at the amount of the book and the time given for reading, Yanyue knew that this exam would definitely not be easy, and she was already faintly prepared in her heart, but she was still surprised by the amount of questions, and couldn't help worrying about her unreliable skills. elder brother.

My brother is smarter than her, he doesn't need to turn the pages of the book, he can master it well only by relying on what the teacher said in class, and draw inferences from one instance, and she has to review it privately to consolidate it.

But he doesn't like reading books.

Forget it.

She sighed, the best result is that both of them can make it to the next level, if not, at least one of them must be able to enter.

Yan Hao on the other side was biting the pen holder, his hair was going bald.

**
"time up."

A cold and merciless voice instantly resounded in all directions, and the files in everyone's hands disappeared in an instant.

It was as if the knife that had been hanging above their heads had finally been cut off. Many people breathed a sigh of relief, while more people were filled with despair. They only felt that the world was gloomy and their mood fell to the bottom.

"It takes one day to mark the papers. You can rest here. The ranking and results will be announced after one day."

How about love.

After hearing this, everyone lay flat on the ground, looking hopeless.

Elder Zhuxing Zongyun sat at the desk, looking a little worried.

The difficulty of this file was so high that even he had a hard time answering it, not to mention other young disciples like Bai Feng or Li Zhu.

There should be no problem with the ancestor, after all, his strength lies in his usual lectures.

The old grandfather used to come and go to Zangshu Pavilion frequently. Although he didn't teach alchemy courses, from his attainments in inscriptions and formations, there should be no problem.

Perhaps at this hurdle, they would have to make another one or two.

It's just...he couldn't figure it out, how did the number of participants come to 110?

His intuition told him that this matter must have something to do with the ancestor.

Ran Ling had nothing to do in the small separate space, and finally took out a soft blanket, spread it on the table and began to sleep.

Xie Heng next to her took out a pen and ink from the space, held the pen holder with her slender fingers, and began to draw on the scroll.

Stroke by stroke, smooth and graceful, for the content of the painting, has long been in the chest.

**
Qiong Minghe will stared at the result of the comprehensive scroll under his hand, unbelievable, wishing to tear it up!

Can anyone explain to him what this is?
51 perfect marks? ! ! !

With this difficulty, can there be a perfect score of 51?
Also, who the hell are these?

Except for two normal ones, what are the others?
Dye two, dye three, dye four...Dye four eight, dye four nine, dye fifty!

He won't say whose hand it came from, but should it be so obvious?
You can even pretend.

He felt that he was about to be pissed off.

But she hadn't violated the rules yet, and her puppet was considered a member of the Star Chasing Sect. The rules didn't say that the contestant had to be an individual!
Green smoke was blowing from his head, he turned around and pulled out the little blue bird from the cage, and ruthlessly trampled it with two little hands.

Hateful Hateful Hateful! !