However, when Song Shuhang turned his head, he found that Senior White Two looked curiously at the words he had written: "What are you writing? Is this a new human word?"
Song Shuhang: "..."
This special mother is embarrassed, this white predecessor two doesn't even know simplified characters
Song Shuhang put down the brush in frustration—the other party couldn't read it, so it would be useless to write it.
And he has also tried it. In this consciousness space, he can't even use the 'sound transmission to enter the secret'. It is estimated that it is to prevent the 'examinees' from using the sound transmission to cheat.
"Haha, have you given up?" Senior White Two floated in mid-air and let out a smug laugh.
Song Shuhang rolled his eyes.
It is better to beg someone than to beg himself, he rubbed his eyes and got ready.
Five minutes passed quickly. The wall surrounding Shuhang will land next time.
The majestic voice in the space repeated the lines he said before.
Song Shuhang immediately turned his head, stared at the test paper next to 'Su Wenqu', and checked the answers on the test paper back and forth with the "Saint Self-cultivation Fu" in his memory.
Damn it!
Song Shuhang grabbed the table again and wanted to lift the table - but he couldn't, he still couldn't lift the table.
That's right, absolutely right. With his strong memory, he wrote down the entire text of the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" written by Su Wenqu, which is not bad for every word and stroke.
Even the strokes of some characters are '~' wavy lines, and he even copied a few waves in the wavy lines.
That is to say, the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" written in the assessment is exactly the same as Su Wenqu's. Why is it that he just can't get through
Do you really want to recite this "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" in your heart while writing it? But he didn't understand the words above at all, so how could he write it silently!
You sighed faintly.
Twenty breaths passed quickly.
Rumbling, the wall rose up relentlessly again, covering Song Shuhang's sight.
Song Shuhang looked at Senior White Two floating in the air. At this time... Senior White Two was lying on his side, and seemed to have fallen asleep, sleeping soundly.
Song Shuhang stretched out his pen and poked at Senior Two.
Senior White Two opened his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.
Song Shuhang pointed to his mouth and asked to lift the ban.
"As long as you swear not to recite that sentence again, I will lift the ban for you." Senior White Two yawned and said lazily.
Song Shuhang nodded vigorously.
Senior White two stretched out his hand and Song Shuhang's 'muted state' was released.
"Senior White Two, let's trade!" Song Shuhang said.
"Haha." Senior White Two smiled proudly, but suddenly he thought of something: "What is Senior White Rabbit?"
"..." Song Shuhang gritted his teeth and said, "It's just that I bit my tongue, Senior White, don't care."
Senior White Two nodded with a half-smiling smile.
"Senior Bai, I can tell you some information about the world. Well, I can answer two questions for you. Please help pass this exam." Song Shuhang sighed.
With his own means, he was completely helpless, and he could only ask Senior White to take two shots.
"Okay, two questions, deal." Senior White Two stretched and sat up: "Then the first question... Is Heavenly Court finished?"
Song Shuhang thought that the white predecessor two would directly inquire about the news of the 'Vonourable White', but he did not expect that the white predecessor two would inquire about the heavenly court.
Fortunately, he knew something about Heavenly Court.
"Yes, Heavenly Court is dead." Song Shuhang nodded.
"Sure enough... Really, it's over too fast." Senior White Two murmured. After a while, he asked again: "The second question, um, your level is a bit low, and I don't know if you are clear. 'Tian... Dao', is there a problem?"
When the word 'Tian Dao' was mentioned, Senior White Two paused for a moment, and added a lot of meaningless whispers in the middle of the word 'Tian Dao' in a 'silent' way, in order to avoid being sensed.
"I don't know." Song Shuhang shook his head. He was a third-grade little cultivator. How could he know such a profound truth
"Really, then I'll ask you this question next time you trade." Senior White Two sighed and asked again, "Then change the question, have you passed the second-rank Heavenly Tribulation? , how many waves of thunder are there?"
The white predecessor two's thinking jumped too much.
"Eleven waves." Song Shuhang answered truthfully, this is not a big problem.
Senior White Two pinched his chin and nodded thoughtfully.
Afterwards, he said: "Okay, the transaction is complete. Come and write "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" by dictation, and I will watch it."
"Time is running out, why not wait for the next wave?" Song Shuhang suggested.
Senior White said: "No, you write it first, I'll see if there is any problem with what you wrote."
Song Shuhang nodded and began to write quickly on the paper.
According to his own memory, he drew the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" written down from 'Su Wenqu', stroke by stroke.
As he was writing, the white predecessor two behind him suddenly pointed to an ancient '~' stroke he had drawn and said, "This word is wrong, this stroke is 'horizontal', what are you doing with wavy lines?"
"Huh?" Song Shuhang blinked, a horizontal line
God ****** horizontal line, in his memory, the word Su Wenqu wrote is a completely curved wavy line '~' ah!
Because Song Shuhang was worried about making mistakes, when writing such a word, even the wavy lines had a few wavy lines, and he copied them down without any mistakes.
I didn't expect the wrong place to appear here!
Song Shuhang finally realized the sadness of illiterate at this moment... Not knowing how to read is too sad.
"This should be some writing habits of the writer of the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" next to you, or he is practicing some kind of calligraphy, so when writing, he can't help but bring in some calligraphy habits." Senior Bai two guessed: " When he writes, yes. But when you copy his strokes, the horizontal 'wave' arc is too big, too obvious, and it's wrong."
Song Shuhang orz
"In addition to these wavy horizontal lines, there are several other similar mistakes." Senior White Two explained.
Song Shuhang had the heart to die at this moment.
Brother Su, don't bring such a fool!
"Forget it, give me the pen, I happen to know about this "Saint Self-cultivation Fu". I will write it again, and then you will re-write it." The white predecessors two reached out and took the brush from Song Shuhang's hand.
His slender fingers pinched the pen, and his posture was elegant and pleasing to the eye.
Immediately afterwards, Senior White Two wrote quickly. In just ten seconds, a piece of "Sage Self-cultivation Fu" appeared on Song Shuhang's paper.
"Okay, you can rewrite it." Senior White said.
Song Shuhang nodded and spent the rest of his time re-memorizing this "Saint Self-cultivation Fu".
In other words, Senior White Two has already written it on his paper. After five minutes, will he be able to pass the assessment? Song Shuhang secretly said in his heart.
Five minutes later...
The wall falls.
In the space, the majestic voice sounded again, and it was the same sentence, pass the pass, and make up the test after 20 breaths for the unqualified.
Song Shuhang tried to call out, "Please send me away!"
But... no response.
Obviously, the cheating behavior of Senior White Two who wrote "Sage Self-cultivation Fu" for him could not be recognized by Space.
"It's a rigid space." Song Shuhang gritted his teeth.
Just like that, he waited another twenty breaths.
Senior White Two has retracted his sleeping bag and fell asleep beautifully.
And Song Shuhang picked up the pen again and wrote a new "Sage Cultivation Fu".
Three minutes later, Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief and put down the brush in his hand.
This time, it's okay, right
Just as he put the pen down, he felt a kind of 'enlightenment' come to his mind.
On the white paper, the content of the "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" written by him was all integrated into his mind and turned into the content of 'simplified words' that he could understand.
This article, as long as it is written correctly, does it have its own 'translation effect' ability
Just as he was in doubt, Shuhang felt his mental power condensed again—his huge mental power seemed to be easier to control and more condensed.
This is the effect of "Sage's Self-cultivation Fu" on the body? Just like the 'meditation method', it even has some indescribable effects than the meditation method.
After his mental power changed, this space unlocked the blockade on him.
Song Shuhang has a feeling that now he can easily leave this space with just one thought.
It turns out that—after that, it truly meets the assessment standards of this mysterious space.
"Senior White, we succeeded!" Song Shuhang said happily.
"Well." Senior White Two murmured back.
"Senior White, then I have to leave this space first. Another Senior White is still waiting for me to go back." Song Shuhang said happily.
"Well, goodbye." Senior White Two waved.
Song Shuhang smiled, thinking 'leave' in his heart. The next moment, he finally escaped from this damn 'infinite retake exam space'.
After Song Shuhang's figure disappeared, Senior White Two silently looked at the 'Daozi' statue in the distance.
"Thirteen robbery immortals under the sage's door, Daozi." Senior White Two said softly.
The statue in the distance, with light flickering lightly, seems to be responding to Senior White Two.
"In other words, is the other 'Senior White' mentioned by the young Shuhang in the territory of the Confucian Sect?" Senior White Two said softly.
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Song Shuhang's consciousness returned.
He found that he was lying on the bed at this moment, and at some point in his hand, a delicate brush was added.
Beside the bed, Su Clan's Sixteen was reading a book while wearing black-rimmed glasses. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.