"What about special circumstances?"

Wen Donglai started brushing his teeth, which was nothing more than reaching out and grabbing a handful of salt worms the size of rice grains.

Put it into your mouth and hold it in your mouth for a minute. These salt worms can eat the impurities in your mouth and give you a healthy and fresh mouth.

"In various situations, for example, new heavenly power entering the body will consume your flesh and blood vitality. Ru Tianxian will immediately choose to use strange power to replace this cost."

"For another example, if you bear a blow from someone else's heavenly power and use your body to resist the blow from heavenly power, you will also pay the price of flesh and blood vitality. Of course, you will also use strange power to replace this price..."

"Okay, I understand, I'll try my best to be patient."

Wen Donglai looked bitter and wiped his face randomly.

As soon as his mind moved, dark purple thunder and lightning wrapped around his fingertips, and the crackling concealed terrifying destructive power.

Who could have expected that there would be a freak like him in the Tianru Continent who could use the power of heaven by relying on his mortal body.

So he must be humble.

Not to mention anything else, the Confucian killer weapon built by Gulou Technology can destroy the world with ease, and none of them is something he can withstand.

"Good Lord, let me tell you the time. The national examination is coming soon."

Yu Xinshu's voice suddenly came, still shamelessly extracting the poor heavenly power from him.

"Thanks."

Just like the college entrance examination, today will be a turning moment that determines the destiny of life.

Wen Dong came to tidy up his clothes and get ready to go out.

Yu Xinshu said again: "There is a message coming from thousands of miles away. Do you accept it?"

"Thousands of miles of smoke...accept..." Wen Donglai was doubtful.

After a slight beep, two small screens composed of light flow appeared in front of me.

Each piece is only half the size of a head, with two human faces resembling a fox and a wolf.

It turns out that Thousand Miles of Fire is actually a communication technology similar to video calls.

Hao Qiqiao glanced at the background behind Wen Donglai and confirmed that he was in a bamboo room and no one else was present.

Then he grinned and said: "Haha, I know you overslept. Well, there is no other meaning in calling the enemy. Haha, you know... We are waiting for you in Xiaoshi County... The Confucian weirdo we are tracking now is too cunning, we

I need the support of your eyes and ears."

Zheng Nianqing's expression was cold and stern, and he stared straight at Wen Donglai.

He held it back for a long time and said: "If you fail the exam, I look down on you."

snap…

Qianli Langyan was closed, not even giving him a chance to speak.

Wen Donglai's expression was stunned, and then his heart warmed.

The tip of my nose was a little sore, and I muttered to myself in a high-spirited voice: "Someone cares about us, haha."

These two plain words from the two scholars, who looked like a fox and a wolf, injected a kind of power to dispel loneliness in his heart.

He straightened his clothes again. The streamlined "Confucian Tianxian" perfectly fit his figure. The figure transformed by Tianli exuded the aura of an immortal.

"All is ready except for the opportunity."

After twists and turns, Wen Donglai came to the central hall of Kuruzhai. This was the place he had to go to every day in recent days.

The first thing that caught his eye was a group of seventy-two senior brothers and sisters wearing sheep-head masks.

Seeing their nondescript appearance again, Wen Donglai felt that the people of Tianru Continent had completely misunderstood the Gongyang Sect's righteousness of revenge.

But he didn't point it out either.

The masquerade party is pretty good.

"Brothers and sisters, good morning."

Wen Donglai greeted them warmly from a distance of a hundred meters.

I have to say that the changes in appearance and temperament are quite attractive.

At least the senior sisters here felt that Wen Donglai in front of them was very different from the other male disciples.

What's different is that maybe he is more likeable. Even if he is known to be uneducated and incompetent, he is still very likeable now.

But today, they all dealt with him absentmindedly.

They also want to release a hundredfold enthusiasm, but they don't respond to the situation when they have no choice.

The government exam is coming soon, who has the time to deal with these nonsense?

After all, the government examination is a major event that determines the future.

Wen Donglai sat on the last seat, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Zi Hui's body next to him trembling constantly.

He stretched out his elbow to hit him and asked quietly: "Senior Brother Zihui, what's wrong?"

"Nervous, I'm so nervous..."

The fat on Zihui's face trembled wildly, as if it was being continuously vibrated by an electric motor, but he spoke very honestly.

Wen Donglai reached out and patted his shoulder gently, but his expression was condensed.

He found that most of the seventy-two disciples in the field were trembling.

Zi looked back with distracted eyes.

He said to himself: "If I fail to pass this imperial examination, I will be eighteen years old. After the age of eighteen, I will no longer be able to form a Confucian mansion."

"Ancestors, please protect me. It took a lot of effort for me to activate the telepathy between heaven and man. My Confucian scholar is as cute as me... I don't want to see him homeless..."

Wen Donglai's heart sank.

He turned to look at Zi Hui and blinked slightly.

He saw a Confucian figure with the same appearance as Zi Hui sitting cross-legged in his empty Confucian mansion.

Despite the scorching sun, heavy rain, strong winds, and clouds of smoke all around us.

Qi Qiran, so helpless.

"Senior Brother Zihui, I remember that you have a talent for shorthand, I wonder if it is true or not?" Wen Donglai suddenly asked mysteriously.

Zi Hui blinked his mung bean eyes and nodded firmly.

He took out a piece of paper from his arms and said with a smile: "These are the key notes I compiled last night. I can borrow them for you to take a look at."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed the piece of paper in front of Zi Hui's eyes, but his palm covered the top edge of the paper.

Zihui glanced at him blankly, confusion written on his fat face.

I briefly glanced at it feebly, feeling a little surprised in my heart.

"My junior brother is usually uneducated and incompetent, but these keynote notes are excerpted in such detail. Well...it turns out to be Confucian scriptures that I have never dabbled in."

"There are actually more advanced academic scriptures. Could it be that he is a genius and he actually started to dabble in the knowledge after the imperial examination... Hey, it seems that you really can't judge a book by its appearance."

At this time, his mood changed, and he really wrote down everything at a glance, and thought about it for a while.

He said helplessly: "Senior brother, I admire you very much, but you've covered too much, which makes me ashamed."

"Oh, do you remember?"

Wen Donglai raised his eyebrows and asked him with a smile.

"Remember, my talents are beyond ordinary people."

Zi Hui's expression was a bit proud.

"That's good."

Wen Donglai put the piece of paper in his arms and tapped the table with his right hand, with an extremely wonderful expression on his face.

Mo Longsheng held a sword ruler in his hand and walked in from the entrance of Confucianism Studio.

He walked up to the nave, his eyes swept across the hall, and his sword ruler pointed diagonally at the sky.

A large curtain like cloth fell from the sky out of thin air, with a burst of light disturbance, and the curtain began to show an empty scene.

This scene seems to be in the sky, with white clouds floating around from time to time, and six ordinary wooden chairs floating on the white clouds.
Chapter completed!