The spring rain was drizzling, outside the Gongyuan, the three main officials stood on the orchid platform where the newly-fenfu books were collected by the courtyard, looking at the entrance of the Gongyuan. Under the wide eaves, a sword intent was growing. The three of them noticed it and couldn't help but sigh.

The innate realm warms the internal qi and is a water-graining technique, and the influence of the mind and nature is not great. However, if the mind and nature are not strong, the condensed soul is not strong enough. Therefore, the selection of talents in the palace can provide a test for the mind and nature assessment.

In fact, just in terms of physical practice, if you have no shortage of talent and resources, you often have the opportunity to achieve perfection within a few years. However, if you break through to the Yellow Ya realm, you often have to travel around the world, accumulate insights, and sharpen your mind and nature to make breakthroughs. Therefore, there are very few young generations who will break through to become young masters. This year's test, it is said that Chen Langzhen, who is reincarnated by the True Lord of Zelong, is a half-step master at a young age, which is very rare.

At the moment, Shenzhasi's General Po Xie made a fuss, and at the end of the mansion examination, a more difficult test was undoubtedly a disaster for most candidates.

But this test is also an opportunity. If compared, there are many opportunities to sharpen your mind and nourish your inner qi.

When the mansion was opened, the manpower and material resources that were expended behind the manpower and material resources were enough to build a town in the barren land; now 200 candidates fell into the illusion, and the only human and immortal in Fuli emitted thunder sounds.

Such conditions cannot be easily met even if a wealthy family is a noble family.

If you take back something in the assessment of your mind and nature, you can even save decades of insights from the world, this is the meaning of the assessment.

Sure enough, at present, Li Buzhuo, who was watching from a distance, although his face was unpredictable, his clothes were slightly swelling in the breeze. The weeds in the cracks of bricks and stones under the eaves were blown by the breeze or for some reason, but the grass trembled and pointed at Li Buzhuo. This abnormality was not obvious and the people did not notice it, but Sun Qingchen and the three main corporations noticed it at first glance.

"Hey, is it the aura of the Holy Dao?"

"It's probably the word "Saint Word Sword".

"The word "Saint Word Sword" only showed its power at this time. I guess he had suppressed it before."

"This son's sword art is really firm. Since he has no teacher and guardian, when he obtains the word "Saint Word Sword", he should be influenced by the Saint Word Sword Intent. It is said that the Saint Word Sword Intent that suppresses his own sword art. Only when he matures his sword art can he get rid of its influence and turn it into his own. However, before entering the palace, he was a qi-refining man in the state of the qi can maintain his original heart under the Saint Word Sword Intent, and even suppress it."

"By this alone, this son will achieve great success in the future."

Chief Si Xun paused and said, "When Lord Changmu was sacrificing wine in the Holy Academy, he wanted to demote him out of the mansion, but Sun Qingchen saved him. I think that at that time, the Supreme Lord did not care about Li Buzhuo, did not see the potential of this son, and did not take him seriously. If he wanted to suppress him now, it would be a bit too late."

The examiner nodded and said, "Now that he has made his mark, he will definitely be protected by Guizhen Sect and Xumen. What you and I can do is only to arrange a position for him that seems to be of top quality but is actually difficult to achieve success when the big challenge is made. Unfortunately... I don't know what connection he has with the General Poxie of Shenzhasi, but he actually came here to ask for someone in person and helped him polish his mind with his own hands. You and I can do nothing."

Chief Si Feng pondered for a long time and suddenly spit out two words.

"Genius."

The other two officials withdrew their gaze from the spring rain and were all shocked.

Chief Si Xun paused, but nodded, "It is indeed the word "genius". The so-called genius is born with talents that are superior to ordinary people. A genius is more talented than ordinary genius and more lucky. Looking at the experience of this person, Li Buzhuo clearly has no background. Once he entered Youzhou, he sang all the way. He first received Bai Yi's appreciation, and then he won the title of the county. He was bewitched by the dragon bird in Hedong County. He was in danger, but he was not hurt. Instead, he was granted a title of marquis or reward. The long-minded man had the intention of suppressing, but he was avoided by him. You and I instinctively stopped him in the end, but the human immortal came at this time... Such coincidences cannot be explained by great luck. Although this son has not yet become a climate, he has already become a genius."

The chief examiner sighed and said with relief: "Since that's the case, even if the emperor ordered you and I should not suppress Li Buzhuo, but instead secretly help him. If he is just a genius with ordinary talents, we will naturally suppress him due to factional disputes. But if he is really a genius and the luck of the human race is added, you and I cannot stop you."

"Not bad." The other two officials nodded in agreement.

The head of Si Feng turned his eyes to Li Buzhuo again and said, "But this matter cannot be predicted. The human immortal shocked his mind with the sound of thunder and blinded his perception. He must not be able to find that he is in an illusion, and he has a great ups and downs in his dreams. Even if we, the Qi-refining genius in the Dharma Realm, will inevitably affect our state of mind. If he cannot break through the barrier, it will be the three of you and I who are highly respectful to him."

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In the death prison in the Fatian Palace, the rats were unscrupulously shuttled through the prison. Even if the officers and soldiers of the prison arrived with torches, they would not hide. A rat was stepping on sewage and stayed at the size of a palm. In front of the small window where the meal was handed over, he suddenly screamed, and was grabbed by a scarred hand, and dragged into the prison.

With a crunch, the rat's head was twisted off, squeezed by his big hand, and blood dripped down, falling into the mouth of the person who was disheveled in the prison.

Li Buzhuo threw away the rat and wiped the corner of his mouth casually. He no longer knew how long he had been locked up here. The wall was covered with green lotus, and there were also unshape swords and characters, mostly nonsense.

"Mud, avenue...aven, avenue..."

Li Buzhuo murmured to himself, and a sudden flash of spiritual light in his consciousness. I realized that spiritual light was shining? Li Buzhuo was in a daze. For some reason, he had forgotten the ray of spiritual light given by the lantern of the hanging mountain when Lishan broke through the wall for a long time. With the spiritual light, it shone through a dark and ignorant place in his consciousness, revealing a grand holy sword.

He took a deep breath, stood in prison, disheveled his hair, looking around.

Not long after his body was trapped, his inner distractions were cleansed into a purer and pure manner. There was nothing in his hand, and Li Buzhuo pointed his fingers against his eyebrows.

"Come on the sword."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled out the Hui sword from his eyebrows, and Li Buzhuo held the hilt steadily.

When the sword was swung, the stone walls of the prison door were all broken.

The spring rain drizzles.

At the entrance of the Gongyuan, Li Buzhuo slowly opened his eyes, his tranced thoughts gathered, and walked out of the threshold.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the Holy Dao sword intent that had not been refined for a long time was melted by the spiritual light of awakening, and cut open the seeds of swordsmanship and transformed into it.

The seeds are broken and the yellow buds grow.

As Li Buzhuo stepped out of the threshold in one step, the drizzle drizzled to the eaves was suddenly broken by the invisible sword intent.

"This is……"

In the light rain outside the court, Zhishuangyi's expression moved slightly and nodded.

By Lantai, the three main officials of Sitian Palace were staring at the sight of the stagnant.

Sun Qingchen's hand stroking his beard froze.

The deputy examiner of the examination in the office was stunned, and someone suddenly realized that the oil umbrella in his hand fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!