Xia Tian finally turned the pen into a fountain pen, put it in his pocket and walked up to the first floor, and said softly to Uncle Cao: "It's done, thank you Uncle Cao!"

Uncle Cao sat at the table drinking tea, his face full of spring breeze, as if he was savoring something.

After hearing Xia Tian’s words, Uncle Cao seemed to suddenly wake up, turned to Xia Tian and said, “Is it done?”

Xia Tian nodded and said, "It's done."

Uncle Cao also seemed to want to know what the secret treasure of Qingyun Sect was, but in the end he suppressed it and did not ask more questions.

Xia Tian chatted with Uncle Cao for a while before saying goodbye to go and see Grandma Liu when he heard two people in the Intermediate Courtyard argue.

A voice seemed to be Wu Bo, who had not seen for a long time, and was speaking in an excited tone: "What fairness! What's the fairness! The federal college entrance examination system is bullshit!"

Another voice was Uncle Jin: "Why is it unfair? Everything is based on the grades and the exam rankings. What is unfair?"

Wu Bai said: "Then I'm going to ask, who is the unpriced bonus system for this self-selected subject system? Isn't it for the children of rich families?"

Wu Bai paused for a moment and continued, "On ordinary people, if you buy a magic liquid for their children, you have to pay almost half of the money. If you do a training for your children, all the money will be emptied!"

Wu Bai became more and more excited as he spoke: "For example, you, Lao Jin, your baby didn't even participate in a training session, right? Your family can't afford the coaching fee and nutritional expenses for fighting classes, right?"

"That kind of person who can learn piano, horsemanship, and oil painting, tell me, which one is not a rich child? Your baby has never even seen a horse, right? Can your family afford a piano? Are you still talking about fairness with me?"

Uncle Jin replied coldly: "What about Xiaotian? Is Xiaotian a rich child?"

This sentence seemed to choke Wu Bai, but it also made Xia Tian stop.

Because of Mrs. Pan, Xia Tian definitely doesn't like Wu Bai, but in the conversation between Wu Bai and Uncle Jin just now, he actually felt that it seemed, probably, Wu Bai's words were more reasonable.

If you want to talk about the current college entrance examination system, because of the fact that Summer is the biggest beneficiary, and no one is there.

But for ordinary people, fighting classes and self-selected subjects are already unaffordable. How can they discuss extra points?

Although there has been no statistics in summer, it is basically certain that the last top 10,000 in the federal college entrance examination should be the majority of the children of wealthy families.

For example, Yang Yifan, who is ranked first in the real-time college entrance examination, is a typical representative of the children of a rich family.

Wu Bai seemed to refuse to admit defeat after a while and said, "It's unfair anyway! If you want to find fairness, you can only believe in the Holy Lord!"

"Under the guidance of the Holy Lord, everyone can awaken! Instead of the bullshit college entrance examination system that the federal government has customized for the children of wealthy families now!"

The word "Saint Lord" immediately attracted Xia Tian's attention. Wu Bai continued: "What does the Federation say? Only young people with specialties can awaken. It's purely a lie and bullshit!"

"A 28-year-old like me, who is the same as a young man under 20, who is under the age of 20, has seen people who are in their forties and have no special skills awaken!"

Speaking of this, Wu Bai seemed to feel that he had spoken a little too much, and finally said, "Yu Lian is not here today, I will come here again another day."

After seeing Wu Bai push open the yard door and leave, Xia Tian did not go home immediately, and stood under the eaves and thought for a long time.

Back in the study, I turned on the computer in summer and searched again for [Holy Lord Advent]. The more I looked, the more shocking I felt. The potential power and influence of this sect almost showed a strife with the federal officials.

After watching it, Xia Tian’s first feeling was: the farther you are from this kind of giant, the better. Anyway, it has no intersection with itself now.

Moreover, Xia Tian has a bad impression of this sect. At least he has been doing good deeds, right? And the things he promotes cannot be said to be completely unreasonable.

The next morning, I woke up early in the summer morning, and after a little tidying up, I drove all the way to the Taiping Mountains in the suburbs.

The purpose of going to the suburbs in summer today is very simple, just to test the specific ability of Xiaobi. The home is definitely not suitable, and it may not be convenient in the martial arts hall. So it is necessary to find a place far away from the crowd.

An hour and a half later, summer has already driven on the winding highway of Taiping Mountain. In summer, I feel extremely comfortable listening to music and opening the car windows and blowing the wind.

At a turning point on a mountain road, I saw a sign in summer: [Take to the Holy Lord’s Arrivals Massacre], and suddenly braked and turned around and drove around.

Xia Tian knew that the Massacre was the place where the [Holy Lord Advent] accommodated elderly and widowed men and orphans, but now Xia Tian was afraid of avoiding the [Holy Lord Advent], so he was naturally unwilling to continue driving forward.

On the mountain road back, Xia Tian finally found a suitable place and parked and pulled over.

It is already late February, and winter is about to pass, and the spring girl's footsteps have not yet arrived. There are already sparse wild flowers blooming on the roadside, red and white, which is quite beautiful.

When I got off the bus, Xiatian found that he was not the only guest here, and a girl was sitting on the side of the road sketching.

The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, sitting on a small stool, with an easel in front of her. The girl looked picturesque, and the scene itself was like a painting.

Xia Tian smiled and greeted the girl. The girl did not respond, but just nodded slightly.

In summer, I continued to walk along a small path into the valley. After walking about 800 meters, I stopped in a forest.

After looking around, no one was around, Xia Tian took out a small pen and began to test the power of this Qingyun Sect secret treasure.

The small pen instantly revealed the true body of the stick. The stick is about 2.6 meters long. There are two golden hoops on both ends, and gold pieces are wrapped at both ends. There is a piece of black iron in the middle, with dense patterns on it and dragon patterns.

The more Xia Tian reads, the more he feels that this thing seems to be very similar to the magic weapon in a novel of Unknown Civilization.

A prompt came from my mind that this is the initial form of the stick itself. At present, it can only be switched back and forth in this form and small pen. If you get the right opportunity in the future, the stick can continue to upgrade.

Xia Tian picked up the stick and waved it, and found that it felt different from the all-metal rod he imagined. The stick shaking was very similar to the ash stick, which had quite flexible and elasticity.

Xia Tian nodded and said, "In the future, this form will be called a little stick."

The stick twisted, nodded, as if it was agreeing.

In summer, I picked up the stick and tried it continuously, and discovered one feature of the stick: that is, it is hard.

The small stick hits the tree and breaks the stones. Xia Tian observed that there was no one around, and then summoned the shield form of the [Guardian] supernatural power.

Xia Tian held the shield with his left hand and the rod with his right hand, and beat the shield with one stick.

With a crisp sound, the shield cracked and the stick was safe and sound. After hitting it three more times, the shield completely shattered.

Xia Tian nodded with a smile and said, "It seems that the little stick is better to attack Zi's shield with his stick."

The little stick twisted his butt, as if he agreed.

I practiced with a stick for a long time in summer, thinking that I need to learn a suitable stick method.

The results of today's experiment were very satisfied in the end. The stick was hard and flexible, with a very strong attack power, and it could switch with the small pen form. Once it was used, it would be very sudden.

Now there are small sticks in offense, defense, and melee [Yuqing Fist]. I gradually began to have a certain degree of self-protection ability.

After practicing for a long time, I felt a little hungry in summer, so I took back the stick and turned it into a pen and walked towards the parking place.

Just as summer was about to walk out of the woods, a short "Save!" came and then the scream came to an abrupt end.
Chapter completed!