On the other side, at the foot of Yufeng Mountain, Fang Xing's home.
He reclined on the bed and looked out of the window at the hazy snow scene of heaven and earth.
Li Wukui, on the one hand, out of safety, and on the other hand, also wanted to take this opportunity to let Fang Xing spend more time preparing for the exam, so he advised him not to wander around these days and prepare for the test of becoming an immortal in ten days at home.
Fang Xing agreed. After all, he didn't want to perform his slightly abnormal pig killing hobby in front of those hanging sword disciples who secretly protected him. So he stayed at home.
But
It is impossible to prepare for the exam. It is impossible to prepare for the exam in my life.
"Ha~" Fang Xing leaned on the bed and yawned comfortably.
I was tired of seeing the snow outside the window, so I turned over to get the script of the bedside table.
But between him and the bedside table, there is another person - Fang Yuanshu, his sister who will stick to her whenever she is free.
At this moment, she is lying beside him in a curvaceous and exquisite way, dangling the two white tender lotus feet that are tilted back, while supporting her clean chin with her hands, she is reading a book with a large head attentively.
And that book is:
Five Simulations · Three Great Examinations
"This..." Fang Xing's expression was subtle.
This book was specially given to Li Wukui before he left to prepare for the first written test of becoming an immortal.
Yes, there is also a written test for the Ascension Test.
Because cultivating immortals is a profound knowledge. Hanging Sword Pavilion is not a demon cultivating sect. What they need is "scientific research talents" with brains, rather than primitive people who rely on blood and brute force.
Therefore, the first step of the Ascension Test is always the written test.
However, this kind of written examination does not affect the final score, but is more like a subject exam in Fang Xing's previous life, or a final college exam——
Only when you get over 60 points, which proves that you have a certain level of knowledge and accomplishment of cultivating immortals, can you be qualified to enter the next test.
However, there are rules in the Xuanjian Pavilion, and those who enter the pavilion must be tested every time they enter. Even if the leader's descendants come, they still have to pass the test of becoming immortal.
It's hard to get through the back door, so we have to work hard on exam preparation at the same time.
This book, "Five Simulations and Three Great Examinations", is the teaching aids compiled by some disciples of Xuanjian Pavilion in order to care for the younger generation of the family.
It is said that there are also former members of the test group in the compilation team, which can be said to be very authoritative.
"Brother, don't you really want to see it?" Seeing Fang Xing looking at it, Fang Yuanshu couldn't help but start the mode of persuading students: "If Master Wukui hadn't sent us a copy, where would we have bought it in the north?"
"Don't think it's unimportant. It's all opportunities."
"I don't need it." Fang Xing refused again: "Don't worry, Yuan Shu. Who are you and I? It's just some cultivation theory. Can't I even get 60 points?"
Of course not. Because he didn't plan to take the exam.
"Brother." Fang Yuanshu was still whispering: "You'd better take time to read it. The book said that the content of the exam this year may have changed, and the proportion of historical knowledge may be much higher than in the past."
yes. The test of becoming immortal not only tests the theory of cultivating immortals and the common sense of immortality, but also tests the knowledge of history.
Because the State of Hanging Sword is also a country. A country must have its own history.
Whether it is Hanging Sword Pavilion or Holy Land of Lingchi, these super sects, which ruled both immortals and secular people at the same time, all hope to create a common identity beyond everything on the basis of individuals and families.
In this way, the recruited disciples can have a sense of identity with the sect, and the sect can have cohesion.
So in this country, everything is charged, except for two things that are free:
The first is: Introduction to Cultivating Immortals;
The second is: World History and National History of Hanging Sword.
These two books are for every child who reads and learns to read.
The former is to let everyone have the opportunity to cultivate immortals, tap the cultivation talents buried at the bottom, and enrich the talent pool of Hanging Sword Pavilion;
The latter is mainly to introduce the glorious history of Xuanjian Pavilion and shape people's common identity.
And the Hanging Sword Pavilion has a lot of glorious history to tell.
Ten thousand years ago, the founder of Xuanjian Pavilion was involved in the battle of salvation that liberated the human and demon families from the hands of the supreme demons.
The blood sacrifice ceremony in the Blood Sword Palace, the spirit banners of the Netherworld Sect, the tide of corpse in the corpse puppet gate, and the endless cultivation techniques of evil ways all threaten the lives of ordinary people at all times.
Over the years, there have been ten immortal sects, such as Hanging Sword Pavilion and Holy Land of Lingchi, struggling against them.
I was present in the battle of salvation. I contributed to the fight against the devil. With solid historical achievements, the historical image of the State of Hanging Sword has gradually become popular.
But it only failed to enter Fang's heart, because:
"Brother, you were seriously ill four years ago, and you forgot everything about the past." Fang Yuanshu said slightly worried, "and we learned all the historical knowledge when we were young."
"I don't know how much you can master now."
"You can rest assured." Fang Xing is confident.
"I know all these things."
What he wants is to fail the exam.
study? Learn to fart!
"But." Fang Xing looked at her sister with some concern: "Yuan Shu, why do you always hold this book? Is it..."
He thought of something. Sure enough, Fang Yuanshu nodded and said, "Well, brother, I also plan to sign up for the Ascension Test!"
"Otherwise, if you are admitted to the Hanging Sword Pavilion, will I stay here alone?"
Looking at Fang Yuanshu's sincere and firm little eyes, Fang could not help smiling.
From what she said, it seemed that if she wanted to, she would be able to join him in the Hanging Sword Pavilion.
"You are only the fourth level of Qi training. Is it too early to say that?"
At the age of 18, the fourth layer of Qi training is quite excellent for ordinary friars. However, the competition in the Immortal Ascension Test is fierce. It is not enough just to be excellent.
"Brother, don't worry." Fang Yuanshu said confidently; "I can feel that I can break through the fifth layer of Qi training in the next few days!"
Fang Xing was slightly surprised: "Oh, so fast?"
"Don't believe it." Fang Yuanshu lay down on her side, grabbed his hand, and put it on her elixir field without any explanation.
As soon as he put his hand on it, he could clearly feel there
It is soft and flexible, flat and tight, and can vaguely touch the outline of the waistcoat line. The ups and downs between breathing are powerful, giving people a sense of vitality and youth.
"Hmm..." Fang Xing was stunned for a second, and then resolutely withdrew his arm: "You are really full of elixir. It seems that you will break through to the next small level soon."
"When I first entered the fifth level of Qi training, I can also fight on the Ascension Test."
"But..." He looked at his sister carefully, "Yuanshu, what if I didn't pass the exam?"
Fang Yuanshu hardly hesitated for a second: "Then I won't take the exam."
"Even if you have the chance to pass the exam, Yuan Shu, this is a chance to enter the Hanging Sword Pavilion."
"Where my brother is, I will be there," she just replied.
"But you will grow up one day." Fang Xing thought of the embarrassment that just flashed by. Maybe some words should be made clear now: "Yuan Shu, you can't stay with your brother forever."
"We are brother and sister, not... Taoist couple."
"Hmm..." Fang Yuanshu's face was delicate, and she also wanted to stop talking.
She is struggling to tell the truth now.
In fact, when she said goodbye to Master Shenzhuan, she specifically asked him to calculate her marriage with Fang Xing.
Although the Shensuanzi didn't want to waste his skills on such things, he couldn't bear that she was fascinated by metaphysics after witnessing it with her own eyes, and was obsessed with pleading, so he finally agreed.
As a result, the divine operator pinched her hand and finally told her:
He figured out that Fang Xing was so heroic and had committed crimes against peach blossom that he might have a sentimental relationship with peach blossom recently.
"This fate..." Fang Yuanshu was extremely entangled: "Are you talking about me and brother Fang Xing?"
Brother and sister, man and demon, are they also evil predestination?
Shensuanzi's divination seems to be saying that she can achieve a positive result with Fang Xing.
But the gap between people and demons is too big.
Although Terrans and Demons were close comrades in arms against Demons 10000 years ago.
Even the Goddess Xuanji, the savior whom the Terrans now worship, was the power of the demon family in those days.
But these are old things.
Today, the ten immortal sects of the human race and the six demon states of the demon race coexist in the world. The human friars like to refine demons and make medicines, and the demon friars like to eat people and drink blood. The relationship between the two groups has become a raging fire.
In the folk of the Hanging Sword State, the image of the demon clan is basically similar to that in the history books The kind that can stop children from crying at night.
"If I tell my identity now, will my brother dislike me?"
For young girls who are newly in love, confession is always a difficult task. Even if she has confidence in her relationship with Fang Xing, she will inevitably feel worried about her gains and losses.
"Master, it should be accurate... He is a divine operator!" Fang Yuanshu is still struggling there, how should she respond to Fang Xing.
At this time, a special wind came from outside the yard.
It was the sound of the flying sword falling slowly, and the air current dispelling the wind and snow.
Then, a slightly lazy female voice came from outside the door: "I am Su Muyun."
"I came here at the order of Senior Brother Li Wukui to recuperate Fang Xing."