For the rest of the day, schoolwork will continue as usual.
Except for Xianjun Yaoguang who reluctantly came to look for Ji Chaoyun several times, hoping that he would join the Inspector's Hall, there was no other abnormality in Ji Chaoyun, as if he had returned to the quiet time before Ji's examination.
In this afternoon class, playing Jianping, Kaiyang Xianjun took out a bronze mirror in front of the disciples.
"This mirror is called Huan Mingjian. After driving this mirror, you will enter a spiritual illusion. The illusion will reflect the weakest part of the human heart. Only by breaking through yourself can you break through the illusion."
Kaiyang Xianjun glanced at the disciples one by one, and said unhurriedly: "I negotiated with Tianshu Jun yesterday, and this Huan Mingjian is the content of your next assessment."
Except for the secret realm trial of the first quarterly exam after enrollment, the other quarterly exams are all conducted by several immortals taking turns. Thinking that this time, it was Xianjun Kaiyang's turn.
Kaiyang Immortal Monarch is the most rigorous person, and the examination given by him is the most difficult of all Immortal Venerables to deal with.
The disciples sat cross-legged on the grass, whispering and complaining.
"I heard from the senior brothers that the questions asked by Immortal Venerable Kaiyang can make people lose a layer of skin every time. This time, it shouldn't be as simple as an illusion, right?"
"Don't worry, it's definitely not that simple, that's Kaiyang Immortal Venerable."
"My classmates and brothers, be merciful, don't let me be the last one, it's too embarrassing."
…
Ji Chaoyun quietly listened to the discussion of the disciples behind him, his brows were slightly pressed, and a trace of unease appeared in his heart.
"What are you arguing about?!" Kai Yang said sternly, "I know that you have already broken through a similar illusion when you ascended through the calamity. The magic weapon of the immortal realm is no worse than the mortal world, so give me a correct attitude. !"
Everyone was silent, Kaiyang briefly mentioned a few key points to break through the illusion, and then ordered Jiang Cheng, who was serving beside him, to cast a spell to open the bronze mirror.
A white light shone on everyone, everyone closed their eyes, and let their consciousness be engulfed by the light.
When Ji Chaoyun opened his eyes again, he was in the middle of a dense forest that did not see the sun.
The surroundings were so dark that it was difficult to see, and suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the trees in front of him. Ji Chaoyun tried to catch up, only to realize that his legs were as heavy as lead, and he was so exhausted that he could barely walk.
He looks particularly embarrassed now, the coarse cloth and plain clothes on his body were torn by branches, and it seems that he has been walking in the forest for a long time.
Ji Chaoyun leaned back against the tree trunk, his heartbeat was pounding through his chest, and he could only hear his rapid breathing in the silent forest for a while.
He remembered where this place was.
In the previous life, he was forced into this dense forest by the man in black and his subordinates, hiding everywhere, struggling for a long time before he was finally killed by the man in black.
Sure enough, it's here again.
Ji Chaoyun smiled bitterly. His intuition has always been good but not bad. If the illusion of the assessment is here, it will be difficult for him to break through.
Without waiting for him to think more, an energy suddenly rolled towards him.
Ji Chaoyun dodged to the side subconsciously, but his overtired body moved slowly. He was knocked to the ground by the air wave that hit the tree trunk, and rolled around on the grass for a few times.
"Run, why don't you keep running?" The treacherous voice seemed to come from all over the woods, and in the darkness, a few figures could be seen walking towards him.
Ji Chaoyun gritted his teeth and got up, trying to drive his cultivation.
But nothing happened.
The spiritual power in the body dissipated in the moment of condensation, his eyes moved slightly, and another qi energy exploded beside him.
"Well!"
Ji Chaoyun's back slammed into the tree trunk and slid weakly to the ground, and a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly. He curled up his body and tried his best to raise his head. In the depths of his pupils trembling with fear, a blade of cold light was reflected—
Play Jianping.
The one-hour time limit has come, and all the disciples are still sitting cross-legged on the lawn with their eyes closed, and no one has successfully broken through the illusion.
Kai Yang tilted his head to Jiang Cheng and said, "Let them out."
"Yes."
Jiang Cheng caressed on the Huan Mingjian, and another white light flashed, and gradually retracted back into the bronze mirror.
The people on the grass woke up one after another.
"I dreamed that I was surrounded and beaten by more than a dozen half-human, half-demon spider-men, which scared me to death!"
"I dreamed of falling down in the dark, unable to get up or flying in the air, and fell for more than an hour, how did this come out?!"
"I... I dreamed that I went to the ghost realm, and those ghost cultivators chased me to suck my blood. Fortunately, it was fake."
Everyone was talking about each other's experiences as if no one else was around. Kaiyang looked gloomy and unhappy, but he didn't stop it. He put the tea cup back on the small table at hand, got up from the seat, tilted his head and was about to say something to Jiang Cheng beside him, when suddenly he heard another voice.
"Chaoyun?! Wake up, Chaoyun!"
The two turned back at the same time, but saw Ji Chaoyun still sitting cross-legged in the same position, as if he still hadn't woken up.
Ji Chaoyun's expression was the same, but a fine layer of sweat had leaked out from his forehead, which made his complexion even paler. Several disciples surrounded him, but did not dare to touch him easily.
Kaiyang frowned and walked quickly to him: "What's going on?"
"Back to Immortal Venerable, Chaoyun seems to be still in an illusion, no matter how you call it, you can't wake up."
"Waste." Kaiyang scolded coldly and said to Jiang Chengdao, "Give me Huan Mingjian."
Jiang Cheng quickly presented the bronze mirror, but his eyes never took his eyes off Ji Chaoyun. Kaiyang gave him a thoughtful look, then retracted his gaze.
He tapped his finger on the bronze mirror lightly, and chanted the mantra softly in his mouth, and the white light immediately gathered on Ji Chaoyun.
The latter had a look of pain on his face.
Kaiyang's expression changed slightly, and the latter's figure swayed slightly, and there was a trace of blood leaking from between the tightly closed teeth.
"Xianzun!"
Jiang Cheng lost his voice, but Kai Yang moved faster than him. He pointed his finger a little in front of Ji Chaoyun's forehead, all the rays of light were pulled back into the mirror by him forcibly, Kai Yang shouted: "Ji Chaoyun, come back!"
Ji Chaoyun suddenly opened his eyes, he only felt the world spinning, and when his consciousness returned, he realized that he was lying on the grass, trembling all over.
He raised his head and met Kai Yang's cold and gloomy gaze.
The pain and fear experienced in the illusion are still vivid in his mind, Ji Chaoyun wiped the blood from his lips, barely stood up, and bowed to Kaiyang: "Disciple... Thank you Xianzun for saving your life."
In the regular fantasy practice, this kind of trouble must be scolded according to Kaiyang Xianjun's temper. But Kaiyang miraculously didn't say anything, just snorted coldly, turned his head and left.
Ji Chaoyun's tense body relaxed, and even his standing was a little unstable. He staggered back half a step and nearly fell.
Someone caught him from behind.
But Ji Chaoyun's physical exhaustion is now at the limit, he didn't even have the strength to turn around to see who it was, and his consciousness quickly fell into darkness.
When Feng Qi received the news and came to Ningdan Hall, it was already after a stick of incense.
Ningdan Hall is the residence of several medical immortals in the academy. The inside and outside of the Ningdan Hall was clean. Feng Qi grabbed a disciple at random and asked, and was then led to the wing behind the main hall.
Feng Qi stepped into the door and saw Jiang Cheng sitting beside the bed and Ji Chaoyun still asleep on the bed.
He frowned and stepped forward quickly: "What's the matter with him?"
Jiang Cheng got up and said in a low voice, "Yixian just left, saying that he was stimulated, which caused the meridians to run poorly. He has already given acupuncture to him, and he should wake up soon."
Feng Qi was displeased and said: "It was fine in the morning, how can a lunch class be like this? What happened to him?"
"Hua Mingjian." Jiang Cheng said angrily, "The other disciples are fine, how did I know that his reaction would be so intense."
Jiang Cheng recounted what happened on Yanjianping, and Feng Qi fell silent.
He naturally knew what the Huan Mingjian was, and that thing could reflect the most fearful things in people's hearts, and it was an extremely difficult magic weapon to deal with. However, as long as the spell on the Magic Book is unlocked, people who are trapped in the illusion can be recalled.
How could this man...
Feng Qi pondered for a moment, then nodded: "I see, you can go back, I am here."
Jiang Cheng didn't move: "Why should I leave when you come? I brought him here."
"..."
Well, there are always people who like to mess with him when he's in a bad mood.
Feng Qi grinned and said slowly: "Jiang Xiaodao, has anyone ever told you, don't arbitrarily hit the idea of someone you already have."
Jiang Cheng was startled and looked away awkwardly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"Oh, you don't understand, do you?" Feng Qi walked around Jiangcheng to the bed, lifted Ji Chaoyun against his arms, raised his eyes and looked at him provocatively, "Do you understand now?"
"You...you..." Jiang Cheng said in shock, "You mean he...he likes you?"
Ji Chaoyun wasn't awake yet, and when he sensed a familiar aura approaching, he leaned over unprepared, his head almost buried in Feng Qi's arms.
Jiang Cheng was like a thunderclap, and his expression suddenly became more indescribable.
"Accurately speaking, it's mutual affection." Feng Qi's eyes flashed with the light of a winner, and he said with a smile, "So, can you get out of here?"
Jiang Cheng walked out of the wing in a daze, Feng Qi was relieved, and pinched lightly on Ji Chaoyun's face: "Jorenjing, are you a dragon or a fox?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Chaoyun's body suddenly moved, and he opened his eyes blankly.
"..."
Ji Chaoyun wasn't very awake yet. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "What did you tell me just now?"
Feng Qi decisively denied: "No, you heard wrong."
Ji Chaoyun's consciousness gradually returned to the cage, only to realize that they were doing this now: "...What are you holding me for?"
Feng Qi's reaction was agile, and she said with justice: "The doctor said that you wake up quickly like this, look, don't you wake up now?"
"?"
Ji Chaoyun blinked in confusion, as if recalling which medical book had such a recipe.
Feng Qi took advantage of Ji Chaoyun's confusion and didn't give him a chance to think about it, so he slipped out to find a doctor.
Most of the medical immortals in Ningdantang are women, and most of them have even practiced in academies. In terms of seniority, even Feng Qi has to call out Senior Sister. Feng Qi found a medical immortal to check Ji Chaoyun's pulse, confirmed that he was all right, and explained a few words to let him go back and rest more, not to be too tired, so he let him go.
The two returned to Wen Qufeng's disciple house.
The white fox did not know where to go, Feng Qi sent Ji Chaoyun to the front of the room, looked at his still pale lips, and whispered comfortably: "Huan Mingjian is really difficult to deal with, it is the first time you enter, you don't know what to do when you encounter an accident, this is very difficult. normal."
Ji Chaoyun did not answer.
Feng Qi said again: "It's okay, once it's cooked twice, it won't be like this next time."
Ji Chaoyun's eyes trembled slightly: "Next time..."
"Well, if you're really worried, I'll supervise tomorrow's lunch class—" Feng Qi said, and was about to put his hand on Ji Chaoyun's shoulder, when he saw Ji Chaoyun suddenly walked into the room quickly, and the door slammed in front of Feng Qi. Close up.
"..."
Feng Qi's hand froze in the air, and before he could react, a sigh suddenly came from above his head.
Bai Qiuyue lay on the roof and shook her head pitifully at him: "It's so pitiful..."
Before he finished speaking, a gust of breeze suddenly blew off a few sycamore leaves, turning them into sharp knives, and attacking the fluffy white dumplings on the roof.
"Oh!"
Amidst the screams of the white fox, Feng Qi was expressionless and turned back to the house.
The next day, Feng Qi really came to Yanjianping on time. But as the lunch class approached, Ji Chaoyun was not seen. After asking someone, I found out that Ji Chaoyun and Xianzun reported sick leave early this morning, and he didn't even go to morning reading and morning class.
Feng Qi got up late, and the morning reading time of the yellow character class was early. Whenever he woke up, Ji Chaoyun had already left Wenqu Peak.
When he left today, he did not notice that Ji Chaoyun was still in the house.
At this time, Feng Qi no longer had any time to supervise the afternoon class, so he randomly found someone to help him watch, and hurried back to Wenqufeng.
Bai Qiuyue's cultivation has gradually recovered in the past few days, and most of the time she is practicing in the bamboo forest. There was silence in the courtyard. Feng Qi lightly walked to Ji Chaoyun's bedroom. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard a rustling sound inside.
Feng Qi frowned slightly and asked, "Chaoyun, are you inside?"
The room fell silent for a while, but no one responded. Feng Qi asked again, and Ji Chaoyun's voice slowly came out from inside: "I... I'm fine, leave me alone..."
His voice was so low that it didn't sound right.
A trace of suspicion flashed in Feng Qi's eyes, and he pushed open the door and walked in.
In the inner room, Ji Chaoyun was lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt from head to toe, with only a few strands of hair scattered on the pillow.
Feng Qi said: "They said that you were on sick leave today, why are you not feeling well, I will take you to Ningdan Pavilion?"
Ji Chaoyun's voice was dull, and it seemed a little unnatural: "No, no, I... I have a headache, I can't get up, just go to sleep again."
Feng Qi wanted to say something else, but when he glanced at the table in the inner room, he was stunned.
On the desk, there are still ink stains on the open scroll. Ji Chaoyun's usual brush rolled on the corner of the table, as if it was too late to put it away in a panic. In front of the bed, a pair of snow-white brocade boots fell scattered on the ground, and where the edge of the bed and the quilt joined, there was a piece of the disciple's clothes that was too late to hide.
Before Feng Qi could see it clearly, the person on the bed twitched hard and pulled the piece of clothing into the quilt with lightning speed.
"..."
Feng Qi vaguely understood something, smiled and shook his head, looking down at the group of people on the bed wrapped like caterpillars: "You really can't get up?"
"… Ok."
Feng Qi pondered for a moment, then said, "Alright then, you can sleep for a while, and I'll go back to the main peak first."
Ji Chaoyun replied dully, curled himself up in the quilt, not daring to move.
After a moment, he felt the familiar aura go away, the door opened and closed, and then the sound outside the house was completely isolated.
Ji Chaoyun carefully took off the quilt covering his head.
Sure enough, there was no one in the house, Ji Chaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, when his line of sight suddenly touched a figure.
Feng Qi sat behind the desk, playing with the pen holder with his fingertips, and gave him a playful smile.
"My studies are broken, Xiaolong." Feng Qi said leisurely, "I actually pretended to be sick and skipped class, eh?"
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