When the examiner said this, many students immediately opened the scrolls in front of them and started writing.

In the examination room, there was a chorus of voices. Pan Yu and Yun Yan did not care about each other. They thought about it for a while and then started to write.

Xu Xian was already outside the ninth level of the sky, hiding among the white clouds. He parted the clouds and looked at the matchbox-like Chang'an City at his feet, and began to meditate silently.

It was not that he had nothing to do in these nine days, but what he had to do was much more important than ten imperial examinations. The time to survive the disaster was imminent, but when the opportunity came, he felt that his preparations were still insufficient.

A lot.

Although the golden talisman given by Yu Xuanji allowed him to temporarily suppress his aura and gain an advantage in strength, it was far from enough in terms of his character. After all, he had spent too many days practicing, and the people he needed to care about were not enough.

There are too many. If I don't want these feelings to affect my ability to survive the disaster, I can only let God bless me. In addition to being a time traveler, I am also an immortal protagonist.

But Xu Xian has also been thinking about a question: how did other gods survive their tribulations?

The people he has come into contact with, whether they are Buddhist Dharma Source, Fahai, Taoist Taiyin Master, or Lu Dongbin, they are not heartless and asexual people. Their love, hate, hatred, and lost pursuit are all no different from ordinary people. Some of their emotions are even worse than those of ordinary people.

It's even more intense and long-lasting.

Xu Xian believed that the emotions they expressed were real, but how could these emotions not become fatal inner demons when going through the catastrophe?

Is it the Taoist way of seeing through the world of mortals? Or is it the Buddhist way of letting go of attachments? Then you can have no worries and be pure.

But in this world, there are always things that cannot be seen through and cannot be let go. Just like Fa Hai once said, those who can swallow any anger are dead people.

Isn't this a contradiction?

Xu Xian sank into the sea of ​​his heart. In the endless darkness, he was not alone. He also had the auxiliary personality he created with his merits. If he used it to save the calamity, not only would there be no problem with his character, but also

The spiritual power will also be doubled.

He can probably survive the catastrophe easily and continue to live his own comfortable life without having to bear any extra burden, just like letting Yun Yan come and try instead of him.

This choice is very simple and comfortable, but it is a choice that Xu Xian will never choose. Because there are always irreplaceable things in the world, and the path of cultivating Taoism is definitely different from the way of imperial examination. The imperial examination is just a hurdle to jump over, just pass it.

. But the Heavenly Tribulation is an opportunity for training, allowing practitioners to rely on the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to be reborn from the ashes.

Xu Xian has already thought about it. If Yunyan really passes the exam, what kind of official position will she get in the future? She can handle all the official affairs, and she can just put up a name. But if she relies on her assistant to survive the calamity, everything will

Can we only rely on auxiliary personalities?

Once this kind of dependence starts, it cannot be stopped. It will only be slowly assimilated by the auxiliary personality, and the self named Xu Xian will be lost.

So, you can only rely on yourself.

But now, I must think of a way. In these nine days, I must think of a way that can make me confident to face the thunder!

His thoughts gradually sank, and the stars in his soul each shone with brilliance, carrying some strange rhythm.

The white clouds steamed and gathered around him, getting thicker and thicker, turning gray and white, then blue and black.

Snowflakes are falling from the sky.

At noon, many candidates were walking in the corridor outside the main hall, talking about the exam just now.

Pan Yu and Yun Yan were standing in the corridor, while icy rain was falling outside the hall.

Pan Yu was wearing a dark robe today, with velvet edges on the collar and sleeves, which particularly covered her elegant neck.

Pan Yu stretched out a hand and said: "There is really a lot of water vapor this year!" After a slight rest, her appearance looked the same.

Yun Yan smiled and said, "How was your answer just now? Did you make a mistake once or twice?"

Pan Yu said calmly: "It's just a clear scripture, how could it be wrong!"

Yun Yan said: "You seem to be in a good mood today!" She lowered her voice and said: "You had a good time last night, right?"

Pan Yu said: "Walls have ears, don't talk about this here." He paused and said: "Well, thank you!"

Yun Yan smiled and said: "Okay, okay, but even if you say so, I won't let you go this time, Jie Yuanlang!"

Pan Yu glanced at her and said, "Really?"

Yun Yan smiled and said: "Of course, this is my test! Hey, if Dean Yin finds out about this, I don't know how to be excited!"

Pan Yu was about to answer when a voice interrupted between them, "Are Mr. Xu and Princess Yin familiar with each other?"

Yun Yan calmly turned her head and looked at the scholar in front of her who was slightly green at the corner of her mouth, "Who is your Excellency?"

The scholar sneered and said: "Young master Xu is really a noble man who forgets things. Didn't we just meet yesterday? I just want to ask, has my letter ever been delivered to the princess?" This scholar is Xu Xian.

The man I met in front of the Princess's Mansion yesterday received a beating, but the guards of the Princess's Mansion were very precise and it was painful but not hurt. He was able to come here to take the exam today.

Yun Yan frowned secretly. She had never stopped Xu Xian talking about this person, but she didn't dare to answer it casually. If the other party brought up details, it would be even more difficult to deal with it. She smiled and said: "What happened yesterday? I don't even know.

I remember it so well." Since my husband didn't mention it, it proves that this guy is not an important person.

But the scholar became furious and said, "Stop fucking pretending to me!"

What happened yesterday was a rare humiliation in a scholar's life. Although his body was not hurt, his young mind was already scarred.

One can imagine his mental state during today's exam. Even though he had just passed one exam, he already knew that he had no hope this time. And the root cause of all this was the guy in front of him. If it hadn't been for his sudden appearance,

How could there be such a result?

Pan Yuhan said: "That's enough!"

The scholar was frightened by Pan Yu's momentum. He was stunned for a moment and immediately retorted: "Where did Mr. Rabbit come from?" He was not from the capital, so he did not recognize Pan Yu. However, he saw that Pan Yu was dressed luxuriously and had a noble bearing.

Extraordinary, but the momentum is weaker.

At this time, there were already some people watching the excitement around. As soon as the scholar said this, some people laughed out loud. Their eyes fell on Pan Yu's face, but they felt a little admiration in their hearts.

Only a few people's faces changed color. They were all local candidates in the capital and were no strangers to Pan Yu. When Pan Yu first came to Beijing, someone made fun of her appearance after drinking, and she was thrown out of the restaurant on the spot.

If you go on, you will be lucky if you don't die, and it will be considered a sensation in the capital. From now on, no one will dare to violate this taboo.

There are people who dare to touch this bad luck today. In their eyes, they have no choice but to live or die.

At this time, Pan Yu's face was no longer so cold.

Suddenly a person pushed aside the crowd and came to the front and said: "Mingyu, let me handle it!" But it was Chengzang Jian, and he and Pan Yu were not in the same examination room.

Cheng Zangjian didn't wait for Pan Yu's reply, then turned around and approached the scholar, whispering something in his ear.

The scholar looked at Pan Yu, his expression slightly changed.

After Chengzang Jian finished speaking, he retreated to Pan Yu's side and looked at the scholar. Everyone around him became quiet.

The scholar's face turned pale, and then he bowed to the ground and said, "Young man is ignorant of Mount Tai, risking... to offend the three young masters."

Chengzang Jian smiled brightly at Pan Yu, "Mingyu, give me some face!"

Pan Yu smiled and said, "Let's go, it's time to eat." He patted the scholar on the shoulder, and the three of them walked towards the dining hall together.

The scholar maintained his original posture. The laughter around him made him extremely embarrassed and angry. His nails dug into his palms, but he knew that the two young men were not something he could touch.

After walking a long way, the sword was hidden and he sighed: "Oh, why bother?" He also knew martial arts, and Pan Yu's two slaps just now clearly showed that he had moved his hands and feet.

Pan Yu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill anyone, I have a sense of discretion."

Cheng Zangjian shook his head and said: "You, you!" But he could always feel that there was always a different kind of coldness and arrogance behind her indifferent smile, which was also her charm.

There is a special dining room in the side hall. After the three of them sat down, they presented their hidden swords to Yun Yan and said with a smile: "Brother Xu, long time no see!"

Yun Yan just responded casually and didn't say much. Although Xu Xian mentioned presenting the hidden sword to him, he didn't have many details, so it was better to say less and avoid making mistakes.

In fact, Cheng Zangjian didn't pay too much attention to Yun Yan, but focused more on Pan Yu. He always felt that she seemed a little different today. Compared with the last time he saw her, she was different now.

He looks more and more handsome.

The contrast between the black robe and the white skin is sharp. The black one looks more black and the white one looks more white. It seems as if there are only these two pure colors. Only the light pink lips add a third color to her.

Cheng Zangjian always felt that something was not quite right in his heart, but no matter how much he thought about it, he could not find the origin of this feeling. In the end, he smiled bitterly in his heart, maybe he was the only one who was wrong! He is a first-class smart person,

Both EQ and IQ are much higher than ordinary people. It would be strange if you didn't notice it at all.

He had the same thought as Xu Xian did at the beginning, "It would be great if she were a woman!" Once this thought came up, it immediately grew uncontrollably.

If you have too much baggage, you won't be able to walk a long way. If you have too many passions, you won't be able to recognize your true heart. You have to let go and see through it.

However, if you put down all the baggage and see through all the temptations, then why should you practice? A practitioner who has no other pursuits and only knows is truly lost! Even the unattainable Buddha and Taoist ancestors

, they must also have their pursuit in their hearts!

Baggage, long journey.**, original intention.

Xu Xian, who had closed his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes and uttered a sentence, "Difficulties and difficulties complement each other, long and short complement each other, and superior and inferior complement each other!"
Chapter completed!