Heavenly God Mnemonic

There are two major events in the outer courtyard each year, one is the entrance examination for freshmen, and the other is the examination for entering the inner courtyard.

But everyone who can enter the Tian Cong Academy is the pride of heaven. Who cares about your new life?

Therefore, the annual evaluation of the inner court is the top priority of the outer court and the focus of everyone's attention.

There are still five days before the assessment. A large number of students gathered in front of the Academic Affairs Office responsible for the assessment. They gathered in groups to discuss something, all with a nervous expression, staring at one side of the square. A huge screen with length and width.

The huge screen was condensed by a burst of light, half-hanging in the air, underneath was a formation that provided energy, inlaid with dozens of spiritual stones.

The front line in the formation is complicated, and the spiritual energy of the spirit stone circulates along several front lines, producing a large amount of light emerging, maintaining the existence of the giant screen.

At ten feet away from the formation, a striking red line was drawn to prohibit anyone from approaching.

A large number of names appeared on the giant screen, densely packed, all students applying for the inner courtyard.

There are thousands of them, and new names are constantly being added.

All the students are outside the red line, watching the changes in those names, looking for a team that suits them.

Above the square, thousands of feet above the ground, there is a gust of wind roaring, but the clouds can't be scattered.

In the white cloud floating light, the three elders stood in the air, with fluttering skirts, all of them are a fairytale bone.

One of them had white beard and hair, and a thin body. It was the dean of the academy who did not leave. At this moment, his face was ruddy and his expression was shining, as if his injuries were healed.

But the two elders beside them knew that when they reached their level, most of the time they were restrained. The more radiant the face is, the more it shows that there is ill health in the body, which proves that Qing is not running the true essence all the time, adjusting the breath and internal injuries.

An old man on the left, with white hair like a waterfall, holding a harp in his hands, looks peaceful, and it was the elder Wu Haokong who had appeared in the courtyard of Shenyin Mountain that day.

The other person also had white temples, a bronzed face, and looked very serious. He was Yin Kun, also one of the Seven Elders of Tian Cong.

Qing Buli stared down and said, "This time the quality of the students is very high. When I look at it, there are still three middle-term Lingwu students. It seems that the competition will be very fierce." His face showed joy, obviously at this. The batch of students was very satisfied.

Yin Kun is the elder in charge of the Academic Affairs Office. He stroked his beard and smiled: "There are far more than these three in the middle stage of Lingwu. There are still many people in retreat waiting for the last day to come out. For example, Zhao Sihan, he was last year It has reached the middle stage of Lingwu!"

Qing Buli frowned, with a look of regret, and said: "I don't know if he has entered the late Lingwu stage, it is a pity. If he was not so stubborn, he could directly enter the inner courtyard last year, fearing that he was already a spirit. People from the late Wu period."

Wu Hao smiled and said: "The dean is too worried. Even if he stays in the outer courtyard, Elder Yin Kun will not be less able to cultivate him."

Yin Kun grinned and nodded: "Yes, I wanted to accept him as a personal biography last year. Unfortunately, he refused to participate in the inner court assessment because of his own obsession. But this year, I have also repeatedly Call him. Seven days ago, he had entered the late Lingwu stage. These few days-I will let him stabilize his realm in the bedroom."

Qing Buli was overjoyed and said, "Late Lingwu? Haha, okay, okay! Next year, there will be one more powerhouse on the Qianlong list. It is rare to participate in the inner courtyard assessment with the cultivation base of the late Lingwu. "

Generally, reaching the middle stage of Lingwu can basically pass the assessment. A large number of students passed the assessment in the early days of Lingwu and entered the inner courtyard.

Qing said: "Last year, Zhao Sihan challenged Wu Qiyue, but was defeated by one of his tricks. He hated and endured humiliation, and finally achieved a lot of results. This year's first place in the assessment should be nine times better.

Yin Kun smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "This is not necessarily true. If the outcome is determined by personal performance, Zhao Sihan will naturally be the well-deserved number one. This is a team battle. Don't forget that Princess Su Ying is among them."

"Haha, I forgot about that."

Qing Buli smiled and said, "This little Nizi is actually quite talented, but the princess's name and beauty cover her talent."

Yin Kun seemed to know something, nodded, and sighed: "If you lose to the county home team, it doesn't matter. Even if you get second, you are still the first in everyone's hearts. It's just a little regretful, last year. Because I didn’t get the first place, I withdrew the exam. I’m afraid I’m going to get second again this year.”

Qing Buli said indifferently: "These are just false names, the real strong, the battlefield is on the Qianlong list."

"What the dean said is extremely true."

Yin Kun clasped his fists in both hands and said respectfully. He suddenly thought of something, and said: "By the way, Yang Qingxuan, Yang Zhao's grandson, will also participate in the inner courtyard examination this time."

"Oh?"

Qing Buli frowned, and said: "I have heard King Jin say something about this matter. It seems that his remnant soul has been restored. It is indeed a miracle. Yang Qingxuan, I have personally diagnosed it, that soul is so mutilated, think It is almost impossible to recover, how did Yang Zhao do it?"

Yin Kun said: "The old man is extremely mysterious, but no matter how you observe him, he is like an ordinary bad old man who doesn't know how to martial arts."

Qing Budi said: "There are so many strange people and strangers in the world, we must not be arrogant. Yang Zhao is afraid that he is also a person with secrets. As long as he does not pose a threat to us, just ignore it. Now that Yang Qingxuan has recovered, I would also like to see him assess What about the performance of China. This time the inner court assessment is full of talented people, and it will be two hard work for the whole matter."

Yin Kun and Wu Hao said at the same time, "Yes."

Qing Buli waved his hand and left, leaving Yin Kun and Wu Hao in the sky.

Both Yin Kun and Wu Hao knew that although the inner courtyard assessment was important, the dean had not paid attention to it. The center of gravity of the entire academy, or the real battlefield, was only the Qianlong Ranking!

Yin Kun whispered, "Master Dean seems to be hurt?"

Wu Hao sighed and said, "In fact, it is not the body that hurts the most, but the confidence. These two inexplicable injuries were all at the critical juncture of the practice invite Yue Yizhi, which hit his confidence greatly. If he can't get out of the shadows, I'm afraid it will cause endless troubles."

Wu Hao said again: "How many people does Elder Yin Kun want to enroll in this inner court assessment?"

Yin Kun pondered for a while, and said, "Since the dean said that there are so many talents, the scope should be larger, and 300 people will be taken."

Wu Hao held the harp, nodded, and said, "Okay, that would be three hundred people."

Yin Kun said: "I have work."

The two of them confided in the sky, and then they turned into two streams of light and dispersed.

Thousands of students in the square didn't know that just now, the number of admissions that determined their fate was finalized just above their heads.