On the streets of Shendu City in the early morning, Li Qingxian swayed gently with the horse and said: "Our eighth-grade Qingyun test is still the same as the third one. It is very simple. Just hit a few puppets, test the strength, and then simply compare. But the seventh-grade Qingyun test is very simple.
It's going to be different when you try Wanxiang Qingyun. Bai Ge, don't take it lightly."
Song Baige said: "Then what can be done? Every time I open the Vientiane Map, I don't know where it is, and the rules are made temporarily. However, you should be careful, don't capsize in the gutter. Every year, there are particularly promising ones who stumble.
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"I understand, so I brought enough talisman paper. When the exam begins, I will draw the talisman first." Li Qingxian said.
"You are so promising." Song Baige couldn't laugh or cry.
Qiu Ye smiled and said: "I think it's good, be careful and sail the ten thousand year ship. As a life magician, Qing Xian is not good at fighting. Although he has powerful Taoism, he doesn't have that much time in the battle of Qingyun.
Let him open an altar and practice it, and the magic talisman will still work."
Everyone was chatting and laughing, riding horses, leaving the city from the west gate of the city, and slowly headed to the examination room for the lower-grade Qingyun examination.
There were so many people in the team that they moved forward slowly. It was almost noon and they had only traveled more than fifty miles.
At lunch time, the team stopped at the wasteland beside the official road, and each took out the prepared dry food and cold food to eat.
Song Baige and others were surrounding Li Qingxian with empty hands.
"Our meals for the next few days will depend on you." Song Baige said.
Li Qingxian rolled his eyes at Song Baige and took out various kinds of food from the Qiankun bracelet.
Everyone walked around all morning and ate happily.
After eating, some people rested and some walked around.
Li Qingxian looked around and saw that there had been an endless stream of teams participating in the Qingyun Examination since the morning.
At this moment, there are hundreds of teams scattered on the wasteland on both sides of the official road.
Li Qingxian sat there, Song Baige kept saying hello to other groups of scholars, while Qiu Ye and others went to say hello to some martial arts cultivators and nobles.
Not long after, Song Baige came back with a dark face.
Li Qingxian said in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Song Baige sighed, pointed to a wasteland a few miles away, and said: "Don't you think, this is flat land with no mountains or ditches, which is the best resting place on the official road, but there are not even villages or towns. It's not right.
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Li Qingxian looked in the direction pointed by Song Baige, and could faintly see overgrown grass and ruins, which seemed to be a deserted town.
"That's Depu over there?" Li Qingxian suddenly realized.
Song Baige nodded and said, "Someone is already paying homage."
Li Qingxian observed carefully and found dozens of people burning paper and incense in the direction of Depu.
"Huh?" Li Qingxian discovered that although Han Anbo did not burn paper or incense, he was standing not far from those people, looking quietly in the direction of Depu.
Li Qingxian remembered that Han Anbo had been standing there after eating.
Song Baige said: "Depu is not a small town. It happened to be a big market that day. Many families from nearby and even Shendu came to play with their children. Who knows... Alas. In the end, it was the imperial court that used the jade seal to suppress the Demonic Death Land.
Otherwise, it will definitely affect the capital."
"No one is responsible for the magic gate?"
"Of course someone was responsible and beheaded a bunch of middle-grade and low-grade ones. As for the big ones, they were punished with three drinks of wine. They recovered a few years later and are now high in the temple." Song Baige sneered.
Li Qingxian looked at the Depu ruins, with the tombs looming and the broken walls covered with weeds. He sighed: "That place is very similar to the strange village I encountered."
The hair on Song Baige's body exploded, he covered Li Qingxian's mouth and whispered: "Are you crazy? How dare you mention that word around the Death Demon Land?"
Li Qingxian was startled, then pointed to the sun hanging high in the sky, took Song Baige's hand off, and said, "Under the bright sun, it's nothing to say this."
"That won't work either!" Song Baige looked serious.
"Okay, I'll pay attention in the future." Li Qingxian said.
Song Baige sighed: "You are still young and don't understand the difficulties of this world. You are right to be careful."
Li Qingxian nodded.
After resting for a while, teams from all over the place started to stand up one after another.
Towards evening, the team arrived in front of a rolling green mountain.
The main peak of Qingyun Mountain is no more than a hundred high, stretching to the west, undulating in an orderly manner, with dense trees and green colors, like a big green cow.
There are abundant water and grass at the foot of the mountain, and large areas of green grass spread out like a blanket at the foot of the mountain.
Houses prepared for the Qingyun Examination are densely packed together, forming a small town.
Everyone took the exam cards and headed to their assigned places one after another.
Li Qingxian, Song Baige and others had notified their friends from the Ministry of Rites in advance, and arranged with a group of friends and acquaintances on the first floor of Chen in District B7.
Everyone led the horses and stood in front of the first floor of Chen.
The two-story unpainted wooden building is surrounded by weeds, with swallows' nests built under the eaves and clusters of fungus hanging from the wooden railings.
Song Baige sighed: "The City of Gods is really full of talents. The Chenzi Building in District A is so crowded that you can't even get in."
"There is a dragon in the Chen. It is enough to live in the Chen-shaped building. Let's go in." Qiu Ye said.
Li Qingxian and Song Baige shared a room, Qiu Ye and Wang Buku shared a room, and the other candidates entered the room one after another.
Those who came with them set up tents one after another.
After cleaning the room, Song Baige and others took the eighth-grade candidates headed by Li Qingxian to the examination room to familiarize themselves with the examination rules.
As midnight approached, everyone returned.
When the rooster crows, the residential area of the examination room becomes lively early.
Eighth-grade candidates and their friends and family begin final preparations.
Li Qingxian had a hot breakfast and headed to the examination room surrounded by everyone.
The dewdrops on the grass blades cleared and everyone arrived at the entrance of the examination room.
A row of wooden fences stood on the grass, blocking the inside and outside.
In front of dozens of gates at the gap in the fence, there stood guards with bright armor, and officials from the Ministry of Rites responsible for inspections.
In front of each gate, there is a long queue of candidates, numbering in the tens of thousands.
Li Qingxian said goodbye to everyone, wore a short black suit suitable for combat, and went to line up in front of a door with the eighth-grade candidates.
Both Li Qingxian and Li Qingxian were Yewei brothers.
"Li Ke, please take it easy and save some face for us."
"Yes, I saw it last night. Your talisman and Taoism are so powerful."
Li Qingxian smiled and said: "This is the Qingyun test. No one knows what will happen. If someone blocks it, I will probably be eliminated first."
"No, with the Night Guard brothers here, if anyone dares to torment you, we will try our best to give up this year and have to stop them."
"Yes, I won't pass it this year. I'll take the exam again next year, but we can't let Brother Yewei's future be ruined."
"We, the Night Guard, have finally found a fortune-teller like you, but we can't let the devil bastard harm us."
The night guard candidates from the eighth grade were talking a lot, and some deliberately shouted loudly to let the people from the Demon Sect listen.
Li Qingxian thanked Brother Yewei and looked around.
The team moved forward slowly, and the candidates who entered first had already started taking the exam.
I saw hundreds of puppets standing on the grass in front, and many candidates were fighting with the puppets.
Some candidates walked forward with a smile, while others were defeated by the puppet and shed tears in the examination room.
Li Qingxian silently used the method Jiang Youfei taught him, replaying the entire exam process in his mind and imagining how he would take the exam.