Great Dao Ji

Holding the lights of thousands of houses in his hand, An Qisheng's eyes glowed faintly.

There seemed to be countless pictures flowing out of the little lights.

There is a scholar who holds a candle and reads at night, with his head hanging from a beam and a cone pricking his buttocks. He studies poems, books and classics, endures hunger and cold, and hopes to find a future.

There are small businessmen and hawkers who count money at night, calculate today's gains and losses, tomorrow's purchase and many trivial matters, and think hard about life.

There are poor and humble couples weeping at each other, crying silently, feeling that life is bleak and dull.

There is a filial son sitting on the bedside, looking at his seriously ill mother in the dim light, his expression flickering.

Moreover, the wealthy merchants and gentry held a banquet at night, the singers danced, and they drank and drank.

In the light of a lamp, there seemed to be various forms of human beings and the appearance of all living beings.

"Master, what are you collecting these lights for? You didn't say you wanted to take something to fight against the real person Tianyi, is it this light?"

The yellow dog looked at the lights curiously, not feeling anything strange at all. How could he use this to fight against the real person Tianyi?

"The red dust is lit by lights, which are not as bright as the bright sun, but they are not as effective."

An Qisheng squeezed his hand and the light disappeared:

"There are still a hundred days to go to the east, and it's time to go to Qingzhou."

He walked through various prefectures and counties and got an unknown number of lights. At this time, he calculated that it was almost the same.

No one can see that after the little light enters the body, it is invisibly pulled towards the place where the heart is.

In the chest, in the heart, in the squirming and vibrating temple of flesh and blood, a 'god' as red as fire sat cross-legged, holding in his hand a ball of light that was uncertain and infinitely complex.

The little lights then flowed into the complex ball of light.

The light circulated and faintly turned into a copper lamp.

"Are you going now?"

The yellow dog is smart and a little worried:

"Master, when you were on the mountain, you practiced magic from time to time. Since you came down from the mountain, I haven't seen you practice magic for a long time."

It has been more than a year since I came down the mountain.

Over the past year or so, it has followed An Qisheng for countless miles, but along the way, it has been responsible for slaying demons, punishing evil and promoting good. Except for that time when it suppressed the evil Taoists, it has I have never seen my master practice even once.

I can't help but feel a little worried.

An Qisheng smiled without saying anything and raised his eyebrows.

Below him, the city is full of lights and people are steaming. Above the sky, there are stars, the moon is in the sky, and between the sky and the earth, only the wind and clouds are moving.

After looking at it for a long time, he rolled his sleeves and walked away:

"The road is very barren, but people like it. I used to practice hard day and night and was obsessed with the techniques, but now I rarely practice them."

The road is like a circle, but it has no boundaries. Practice is like a line. A road is like a line. There are more roads. When they are criss-crossed, it becomes harder to see the true face.

Learning more is naturally a good thing, but sometimes, it is not a good thing.

A gentleman can rule over all things by holding on to one thing. If he cannot obtain one thing, how can he talk about all things?

Of course, being big and comprehensive is the great way, but when it is not able to bear it at all, it is just too much to talk about.

He has only been in this world for three years. His pace is not too fast, but he still needs to slow down.

This is one of the reasons why he travels around the world.

Huang Gou was startled and shook his head humanely:

"don't know"

I murmured, cursing in my heart. I don't like other people's nagging, but I am getting more and more nagging, always saying things that I don't understand.

"Um?"

A soft snort came:

"You slander me in your heart and deserve a beating!"

Bang~

The invisible airflow seemed to turn into a slap from a boss, causing the yellow dog to squeal all over the sky:

"Master, I am a pure dog."

As autumn approaches, the heat in Qingdu City has not subsided. Although the broad avenue is not crowded with people, it is still quite crowded.

As the Ten Thousand Dharma Conference approaches, Qingdu City becomes more and more lively. Ascetics from all over the world, heroes who have received the news, and wealthy merchants also gather here.

Not many of them can really receive invitations from the Tianyi Sect.

But there are still many people who come together, some hoping to meet a discerning person at this conference and take them under their wing, and some have prepared a lot of gold and silver to find an 'immortal' in exchange for elixirs to extend their lives.

At that time, the city of Qingdu was extremely lively, and many inns were packed to capacity. The better the inns, the more full they were.

Sa Wuling came not too late, but there were more people who came earlier than him.

After searching around, I only found a small inn, and the room was rented out by someone else.

"Huh~"

Sa Wuling took off his cloak, revealing his shiny bald head. He turned his hand and let go of the small white bones in his hand.

The white bones swelled in the wind and turned into an eight-foot-high white-bone human demon.

Click, click~

Yan Xiake moved his frame a little.

Things like being as big or small as you want, being invulnerable to water and fire, and being indestructible as a diamond on this white-bone human-demon are all the methods of An Zhenren. Although he can master them, he is still a little uncomfortable with them.

"Master Yan, what do you want me to do?"

Sa Wuling was in high spirits and asked first before Yan Xiake could speak.

Yan Xiake was a little surprised by his change of attitude, but he didn't pay too much attention and said directly:

"Someone who was my classmate in the past will preside over this imperial examination. Although the ranking cannot be determined, it is not a big problem to add you to a quota. After all, today's Daqing"

He shook his head and said nothing.

But Sa Wuling already knew what he meant. He could even insert people into the imperial examination at will, which showed that Daqing was rotten to the core.

"If the ranking cannot be determined, how can I pass the examination?"

Sa Wuling's heart skipped a beat:

"You shouldn't be"

"There are still seven or eight days until the general examination. Although it is a bit urgent and I cannot get the Huiyuan, it is not a big problem to get a ranking."

Yan Xiake's skeleton made a clicking sound:

"Although Yan has a black and ugly face, he was once selected as the number one scholar."

Sa Wuling suddenly felt at ease, and then became a little curious:

"Master Yan, I don't mean to offend you. It's just that it is said that Daqing's imperial examination also has requirements for appearance. How about your honor?"

If you are ugly, you can be an official, but if you want to be selected as the number one scholar, it will be a bit difficult.

It’s not just Daqing, it seems to be the case in all dynasties.

After all, to a certain extent, the number one pick is quite famous, and being too ugly would be unsightly.

"Good question."

There was only no flesh on Yan Xiake's body, otherwise his face would have been twitching at this moment.

Even so, the skeleton trembled once before he said slowly:

"Do you know what three yuan is?"

"Are you Sanyuan?"

Sa Wuling raised his eyebrows, and the half of his unglued eyebrows immediately drooped.

Daqing's territory is vast, and it is impossible for all the scholars from all over the world to gather in one place for assessment.

Although the palace examination is held once every nine years, it is not enough for all the scholars from all over the world to come and participate. After all, for some big states to come to Qingdu City, two nine years are not enough.

However, there are also many scholars who have high aspirations.

He would travel thousands of miles to Qingdu to participate in the palace examination that takes place every nine years.

State examination, general examination, palace examination.

Ranked first in all three major exams, only then was he three yuan!

This big black man originally looked like an old bear turned into a spirit. It was impossible for him to wait for the No. 1 Scholar. If so, it would be possible.

"no."

Yan Xiake shook his head and replied calmly:

"I am six."

The first place in the county examination, prefectural examination, college examination, state examination, general examination, and palace examination six times, that's six songs!

He was originally tall and far from handsome, but when he was elected as the number one scholar, there was no objection from the civil and military officials of the court because he had already been the leader of five crimes at that time!

The achievement of Liujia is also a manifestation of the old emperor's achievements.

"It turns out to be Yan Liushou!"

Sa Wuling was a little in awe.

He is the number one scholar in civil and military affairs and has the talent of six poems.

Instead, he was curious, how could such a person be reduced to being a head catcher?

Yan Xiake could see the confusion in his heart, but he did not explain it. There were too many things inside that could not be explained in a short time.

He just asked Sa Wuling to take out the books he asked him to buy one by one, and began to teach him the essence of the test.

The examiner of the general examination is a fellow student of his, so he naturally knows his preferences. With Isaac Wuling's background, it is of course impossible for him to pass the general examination, but if he likes him, it is not a big problem to get a ranking.

In the next few days, Sa Wuling gritted his teeth and began to write the article under Yan Xiake's guidance.

The ascetics have a clear spirit and learn things very quickly. Although Sa Wuling could only recognize words at first, he improved by leaps and bounds under the guidance of Yan Xiake, the head of the Six Examinations.

It only took four or five days from the time I wrote it to be nonsense, to the point where I could barely read it.

In this way, seven days passed quickly.

On this day, Miss Sa Wuling went to Gongyuan, accompanied by Yan Xiake, just like she was getting into a sedan chair.

The Ten Thousand Dharmas Conference was so grand that it attracted countless wealthy people and wealthy businessmen.

But it couldn't cover up the brilliance of the test.

The Tianyi Sect is only interested in incense, but has no idea about the selection of scholars for the imperial court and the appointment and dismissal of officials.

For ordinary people, the imperial examination is undoubtedly the most obvious way to make progress, and the general examination can be called the "Dragon Gate".

Whatever the human heart desires, it will naturally have an extraordinary effect.

There were still three streets away from Degongyuan, and Yan Xiake had no choice but to stop.

He raised his eyebrows and looked. The sky above the Gongyuan, which was invisible to ordinary people, was filled with red light. There seemed to be a faint dragon of cultural luck entrenched in the sky, overlooking the entire Gongyuan.

Beside the Luck Divine Dragon, there is a faint rising sword intent.

The dragon of literary luck, the Taoist who is taught by God.

One is to prevent monsters and ghosts from mixing in, and the other is to monitor the fluctuations of Taoism.

There are two levels of checkpoints here. Although Yan Xiake's bone body is ten times stronger than before, he does not dare to approach easily.

"Think carefully, and you won't make any big mistakes."

Yan Xiake confessed in a low voice.

Sa Wuling was somewhat confident:

"It's just a shiver, nothing will happen."

"I hope so."

Yan Xiake had no better way.

I could only watch Sa Wuling carrying his book box and thinking about Gongyuan as he left. In the distance, the dragon gate had opened, and a group of people filed in. After many inspections, they entered Gongyuan.

Looking at the solemn Gongyuan where the cultural fortunes gathered together and thousands of years of history, Sa Wuling felt a little nervous again and couldn't help but touch his hand:

"Master Shou, if you encounter someone who really doesn't know how to do it, you have to help me once."

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