Changyang

Today is the last day of the quarterly examination. Most of the monks in the examination room have already met the requirements for passing the examination, so the originally serious atmosphere is a little more relaxed.

Many monks greeted each other and laughed and chatted on the sidelines. The area around the assessment site was quite lively.

Changyang handed in the test form, and after being assigned a position, he walked into the examination room where the spiritual seeds were stimulated.

Former Tianping students Qingyun and Baimei had already passed the exam and were not considered outstanding, but they both received an "acceptable" rating.

The requirements for stimulating spiritual seeds are not high. As long as the spiritual seeds are stimulated to grow new leaves within the specified time, if the spiritual seeds can bear fruit, you can get an "excellent" comment.

Currently, only 3000 people out of more than 17 people in ten classes on the fifth floor have achieved it.

It is said that the master of Lingzhi Hall even came to meet several of them in person.

Chang Yang found his own assessment seat and sat down according to the position circled on the ground.

The distance between the candidates was only an arm's length, and there were monks on both sides of her, so they sat inconspicuously.

Many monks looked relaxed, thinking that the final test would not have much impact on them. However, there was a monk on the right side of Changyang who looked about forty years old. His face was pale and his hands and feet moved frequently. It was still the cold spring period, but he actually had sprouts on his forehead. A layer of cold sweat.

"Each person has a spiritual seed." There was a deacon from the Spirit Planting Hall in front of him, carrying a tray of spiritual seeds, and walked over in a row, allowing the candidates to choose their spiritual seeds.

Changyang was at the back, and when it was her turn, there were very few spiritual seeds left on the tray.

Just as she was about to reach out to get the spiritual seed, the monk on the right took the lead, stood up and snatched the spiritual grain from the plate.

Obviously, familiar spiritual grains are easier to activate than other spiritual species.

The deacon of Lingzhi Hall saw this and scolded: "What's the rush? Come and get them in order."

But that was all. He did not take away the spiritual grain from the monk on the right. He only handed the tray to Chang Yang: "Take it."

Changyang looked at the tray. The remaining spiritual seeds were all tree seeds, with hard and large cores.

"It's really raining all night when the house leaks." Changhua sympathized with her a little.

Spiritual grains have a short growth cycle and are easy to induce growth. Spiritual seeds often have a long growth cycle and require a long time to break the core.

The boat was done, and Chang Yang was not used to complaining, so he just reached out to pick up a spiritual peach core on the side.

After all the spiritual seeds on the tray were distributed, Lu Jingyi, who was at the front, lit a stick of incense and said, "The assessment has begun, please."

Changyang placed the peach core on the table. She put her hands under the table, took out a green bamboo and jade pen, dipped ink in her palms and wrote the word "生" one stroke at a time.

Her speed is extremely slow, and every stroke is like fighting against heaven and earth, taking away the spiritual energy from heaven and earth and pouring it into the ink characters.

No one noticed.

The monks around had begun to summon the spiritual seeds. Only Changyang put her hands under the table and had not yet touched the spiritual seeds. As she started to write, invisible spiritual energy gathered and dispersed in the sky. Then it was forcibly gathered and directed toward her hand. Slowly flowing away.

In the octagonal attic in the north of the school, a young man with a cold body stood by the window, his eyebrows calm, and his slender fingers holding a secret scroll of Kung Fu.

He suddenly felt something. He turned sideways and looked south. His index finger, which was wearing a gold and white jade ring, rested lightly on the cover of the secret volume. Through the bustling crowd, he accurately captured the strange flow of spiritual energy in the sky.

Fu Zhaowei lowered his eyes and saw the thin female cultivator sitting upright under the spiritual energy. She put away a pen in her right hand, raised her left hand, and inadvertently revealed ink characters on her open palm.

He watched her reach out and hold the spiritual peach seeds on the table.

After a moment, she opened her hand, and the peach core split open inch by inch. A leaf bud popped out from the crack and continued to grow upward.

Pen repair?

Fu Zhaowei looked away for a long time until the master of Tianliang Star Peak came up to interrupt.

"There are no classes this afternoon?" Tianliang Star Peak Master You Ruzhen came to look for medical books. When he saw him, he stopped by to say hello.

Fu Zhaowei nodded: "Master You Peak."

You Ruzhen approached the window, and following the direction he was looking just now, he saw the monks on the lower fifth floor conducting assessments due south in the distance.

"But you think it's noisy?" You Ruzhen said, "I'll have someone activate the formation of the Sutra Pavilion later."

Fu Zhaowei's eyes were light: "No, I'm just curious."

You Ruzhen turned her head and looked due south. Apparently she didn't think there was anything to be curious about in the assessment of the fifth-level monks. The assessment point of the Enlightenment Valley was the closest and the easiest to see clearly. She frowned and stared for a while: " There are still people who take advantage of the loopholes and use pre-prepared talismans to activate spiritual seeds."

She was talking about the monk on the right side of Changyang.

Ji Kao does not stipulate that talismans cannot be used, and there are even many talisman cultivators who openly draw talismans on the spot to induce spiritual seeds.

The monk on the right side of Changyang was obviously different. He first looked around, then secretly took out a written talisman from his sleeve and pasted it on the spiritual valley to activate it.

Obviously this monk is not a talisman cultivator, and he also stepped on the age line to enter the star realm. He must have done a lot of small tricks before, so that he has stayed until now.

Fu Zhaowei was not interested in the monk and lowered his eyes to look at the secret scroll in his hand again.

"Come on, ask for trouble." You Ruzhen said, waving his sleeves.

She didn't want to disturb Fu Zhaowei any more, and was about to leave when she suddenly saw several students from Tianyi Academy appearing in the south. Looking around, she couldn't help but be surprised: Why are all Tianyi students curious about the assessment on the fifth floor today?

……

"It's nothing special." Wearing a red and white striped mask, Que Shanxiao scanned the surroundings and found no one who stood out enough in the lower five floors.

Xie Jinling didn't care at all who could go to Tianyi, she just wanted to go out and have fun.He said casually: "Maybe someone will catch up in a few years, right? It's the same as before?"

Hope to come up soon and eliminate her.

Qu Rugu touched the tortoise shell with both hands and looked around the crowd several times, finally landing on Ping Qingyun in the alchemy examination site. This monk... seemed to have particularly deep luck.

He stared at the string of beads on Ping Qingyun's wrist, and it became clear again: he was originally a disciple of the Transshipment Sect.

"Mid-stage Golden Elixir?" Que Shanxiao noticed Qu Ruji's line of sight from the corner of his eye. He followed it and saw Ping Qingyun swaying around controlling the fire in the alchemy furnace. His voice seemed high-pitched and deep, "It's better that the person next door also has the Golden Elixir." The demon cultivators in the mid-term are strong."

Xie Jinling looked around for a long time, but she didn't realize how powerful the two young monks in the examination room who were testing alchemy were. The male monk was still muttering about something, and he didn't have any genius at all. Who's a rising star like this?Looking at the banshee cultivator next door, her face was full of rage, and she looked like she was about to smash the alchemy furnace. It was even more unlikely that she was a genius.

There are middle-stage Jindan cultivators all over the world. Although there are people who are impressive and confident inside and outside the assessment hall, in the eyes of several Tianyi cultivators, they are nothing more than that.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion around an assessment point.

Xie Jinling liked the excitement and immediately followed the crowd to have a look. Qu Rugu and Que Shanxiao also walked there together.

"Look, he's grown up again!"

"This is a spiritual tree seed. I heard that the monk who caused the spiritual tree to bear fruit last time was attracted by the master of Ling Zhi Hall and will go to Ling Zhi Hall in the future."

"Another monk with the gift of spiritual cultivation."

Changyang turned a deaf ear to the sounds around her, and only focused on looking at the peach tree in her hand. She held the peach roots tightly, and the roots continued to grow, spreading out from her palms, hanging to the ground, and even extending beyond the seating area.

The spiritual peach tree is still growing. First, the trunk spreads out its dense branches and leaves. The trunk facing up from Changyang's palm is almost three people tall. Countless hanging roots pierce the table, spread to her legs, and then spread all over the ground. The rest of the cultivators can't. They all retreated around.

Then peach blossoms appeared on the branches and suddenly bloomed, and a fragrance instantly filled the assessment field.

Lu Jingyi, who was originally sitting on a chair, stood up suddenly when he saw this, with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

"Is this the Lingzhi cultivator?" Xie Jinling looked around curiously. Smelling the fragrance, she couldn't help but smack her lips, "I suddenly want to eat peaches."

Tianyi and the others are at a high level and stand out among the monks on the lower five floors. There is a small space around them that no one can approach.

Que Shanxiao stood behind Chang Yang on the left side and responded to Jin Ling's words: "She is a sword cultivator."

Xie Jinling was surprised: "How do you know?"

The corner of Que Shanxiao's mouth raised under his mask: "She killed the Nandou Zhai monk with one sword in front of the Beidou Pavilion."

When he said this, Xie Jinling suddenly realized it. She clapped her hands and remembered: "It's her!"

"Who?" Qu Ru was a monk from Nandou Zhai and didn't know Changyang.

"We Beidou Pavilion monks." Xie Jinling pointed at Chang Yang in the assessment field and said happily, "Even Minghuai dares to offend me. I think she can squeeze me out in the future."

Hearing this, Qu Ruru glanced at Changyang a few more times, but didn't see anything special. The same middle-stage golden elixir was almost the same as other lower-five-level monks.

At most, he only felt that the opponent's figure was upright and thin, and his aura was faintly awe-inspiring, like a sword piercing the sky.

Changyang felt uncomfortable at this time because she found that she could not control the growth of the spiritual peach seeds.

The word "生" in the palm of your hand circulates vitality, which continuously penetrates into the peach tree and promotes its rapid growth.

The peach blossoms all over the ground fell, and the peach blossoms began to swell and mature. Before others could exclaim the results, the peach blossoms began to turn yellow and wither. The peach trees also began to lose their leaves, and died suddenly after a while.

It was like witnessing a spiritual peach tree growing and dying.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Changyang's shoulders were covered with dead leaves, mixed with the pink peach petals that had fallen not long ago. Life and death were intertwined at this moment.

There were dead branches and roots everywhere, and she had to withdraw her hand.

After a while, Changhua explained in her spiritual platform: "You have used too much spiritual energy today, which has caused the spiritual peach to grow too fast until it dies."

After all, I have never practiced writing step by step, and I am not familiar with how to quote appropriately.

Changyang clenched her left hand tightly, her soul was empty, and she had to use her right hand to support the corner of the table to prevent herself from falling.

She raised her head and looked at Lu Jingyi at the front of the assessment room, wondering what comments he would give.

"time up."

After the last bit of the incense was burned, another deacon next to him raised his hand to restrain the movements of other candidates present.

"Everyone stops stimulating spiritual seeds."

Lu Jingyi took the exam sheet and called out names one by one. The monk whose name was called went up with his own spiritual plant in both hands, waiting for the deacon's comment.

The monk on the right side of Changyang was called first, and he happily handed over the spirit grain that he had summoned.

Lu Jingyi glanced at him coldly and marked "yes" on the examination sheet with a cinnabar pen.

When the monk saw it, he was overjoyed and shouted: "Hahaha, I passed!"

Next, some people were beaming and ran out of the assessment venue holding the assessment sheets, while others were dripping with cold sweat and their eyes were red, clutching the assessment sheets and leaving.

Changyang didn't hear his name for a long time, and the assessment sheets in Lu Jingyi's hand were reduced one by one. It was not until the last one that he shouted:
"Changyang."

Changyang stood up and stepped forward. There was no spiritual seed in her hand, and only a few sections of dead branches were left.

Lu Jingyi looked deeply at the young female cultivator in front of him and said after a long time: "You gave birth to spiritual seeds, but you can't control them."

An excellent spiritual planter can keep spiritual plants in the fruiting stage, but obviously she is not good enough at controlling spiritual plants.

After Chang Yang was silent for a moment, he said: "The assessment content is to activate the spiritual seeds, and I have successfully activated them."

Lu Jingyi did not comment, picked up the cinnabar pen, lowered his head and marked the words in the blank space of the last column under her examination sheet.

Then he handed her the exam sheet: "Congratulations."

--Can.

The bright red word "ke" came into view, and Chang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief.


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Ping Qingyun, who muttered a prayer for good luck: I am the son of luck.

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