Without making a sound, Su Yun shortened himself by a few inches, making his face look darker and less fair, and he also used his vital energy to grow a mole under his left eye.
Although he still looks somewhat similar to Yuan Shuo's Shao Shi, it is just a similarity, because to the Semites, almost all Yuan Shuo people look exactly the same.
The gentleman from the Imperial Palace Medical Palace took Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao to complete the admission procedures. Fang Jianqiu also ordered someone to arrange for Doctor Dong to stay there first and wait for Jin Tianying to return.
Although Fang Jianqiu was old, he was very sincere and chatted with Doctor Dong for a long time before he was supported by someone and left tremblingly.
"It's been over a hundred years, and I've aged like this, but he still looks pretty much the same as he did back then."
Fang Jianqiu looked old and his eyes were a little blurry. He said to Mr. Gong, the God of Medicine, who was supporting him, "You know what? He looks only two or three years older than before! But, more than a hundred years have passed! Are there really immortals in this world?"
Although the Imperial Palace is the second-ranked academy in Daqin, with extremely high attainments in modern learning and the support of the Heavenly Court as its foundation, no one can answer the questions about the immortals.
Both the Imperial Palace and the Sword Pavilion have made considerable achievements in the great unified martial arts. Although the Imperial Palace does not have geniuses like Qiu Shuijing, Jiang Zushi and Yue Liuxi, it has made remarkable achievements in studying the bodies of gods and demons over the years.
But for people like Fang Jianqiu, their bodies are already too old. If they were younger and shattered, they could still torment their bodies. But now he can only helplessly watch himself getting older.
Fang Jianqiu grinned, his mouth without teeth, and laughed: "All this will be revealed when my good disciple Jin Tianying comes back. I also want an immortal body, and I also want to know the secret of the immortal body! I didn't expect that when I was about to die, my old classmate, you would take the initiative to deliver it to me..."
Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao completed the admission procedures and each received an imperial palace order, representing their status as imperial palace scholars.
Su Yun's eyes sparkled as he held the token and looked eagerly at the teacher who brought them to complete the admission procedures: "Sir, are we now the scholars of the Palace of the God of Medicine?"
The teacher from the Medical Palace nodded.
Su Yun asked again: "So can we take part in the Medical Palace exam now?"
The teacher from the Medical Palace hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's what I mean, but you have just entered school, so I'm afraid you are a little lacking in strength..."
Su Yun was even more excited: "If we get first place in the exam, can we enter the Heavenly Palace and meet the God Emperor?"
The teacher nodded and said, "The Medical Palace exam is very dangerous. Your strength is somewhat lacking, so it's better not to join in the fun!"
Su Yun pulled Chi Xiaoyao and ran excitedly to the Medical God Palace, saying with a smile: "Senior, let's go to the exam too!"
The teacher couldn't help but shook his head and sneered, "You don't know what's good for you. How can you two barbarians from Yuan Shuo handle the exam of my Imperial Palace and the Palace of the God of Medicine? I'm going to scare you to death!"
Temple of the God of Medicine.
Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao went to the teacher to register. Chi Xiaoyao was cautious, thinking that since he had just arrived at the Palace of the God of Medicine, his abilities might not be as good as others, so he did not register. Only Su Yun registered Zhang San's name.
The two stood in the crowd. Two scholars from the Palace of the God of Medicine were fighting in the middle of the field, which opened Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao's eyes.
The techniques practiced by the two scholars from the Palace of the God of Medicine were unknown, but their magical powers were unique. One of the scholars used traditional medical magical powers, using a knife and a needle as spiritual weapons. The knife was like a willow leaf, thin and sharp, and the needle was as thin as an ox hair, and came and went without a trace.
The other scholar's medical skills are rather strange. His spiritual weapon should be a Gu worm, but it is different from Yuan Shuo's Gu worm. In Yuan Shuo's traditional medical skills, witches and doctors are inseparable. Gu worms belong to the category of witch doctors, and doctors often practice them as a magical power.
However, the scholar's poisonous insect was actually a flying white-haired insect with countless snow-white tentacles dancing in the air, and at the end of each tiny tentacle there was a tiny eye!
It swam in the air like a jellyfish, and its tentacles could be long or short, suddenly expanding and shrinking. Just one insect could block all the flying knives and silver needles from the scholar opposite!
The magical powers of these two people are both exquisite and delicate. Although they are masters of the Yuandong realm, the power of their magical powers does not seem to be as spectacular as those of masters who have cultivated other magical powers.
Their magical powers focus more on saving energy, breaking force, and killing with one strike.
"The insect spirit weapon!"
Chi Xiaoyao whispered: "Has the medical skills of the Qin Dynasty developed to this level? If this kind of spiritual weapon is used on the battlefield..."
She looked worried.
While watching the duel between the two people, Su Yun asked, "Senior, what is a Gu insect spiritual weapon?"
The traditional scholar in the field urged his flying knives to fly in the air to block the strange tentacles of the insect. The flying knives were stabbed and made tinkling sounds, but were soon suppressed by the insect's tentacles.
The scholar's silver needle was also a spiritual weapon. It could be big or small and had many changes, but it was unable to break through the insect's tentacle defense and was even swept away by the insect's tentacles!
Tentacles shot out and came to the scholar, but the scholar was not weak either. He turned around, took off his clothes, and shook them hard, turning them into a gauze curtain.
The insect's tentacles pierced the cloud-like curtain, and it was unable to break through the curtain made of clothes in a short period of time.
It was really beyond Su Yun's expectation that a poisonous insect could force a master of the Yuandong realm to this extent.
"Junior brother, the Gu insect spiritual weapon can attack autonomously. It was developed from Yuan Shuo's Gu refining technique. I heard earlier that after the spiritualists in the Imperial Palace learned the Gu refining technique, they suddenly had an idea and combined it with the weapon refining technique to refine the Gu insect into a new spiritual weapon."
Chi Xiaoyao said: "This kind of Gu worm needs to be fed with Qinghong Gold, so that Qinghong Gold can grow in the shell and muscles of the Gu worm. After more than ten generations, the Qinghong Gold in the Gu worm's body will increase, and it can be branded with magical runes, making it easier to control. However, it is extremely difficult to cultivate Gu worms, so there are not many of them. But from the perspective of this Gu worm, it should not be eating Qinghong Gold, but something new that can be branded with runes."
Su Yun was stunned. He understood what Chi Xiaoyao meant.
Qinghong Gold is the material for refining weapons. It takes more than ten generations to feed Qinghong Gold to cultivate a generation of poisonous insects. The cost is too high, so this kind of poisonous insect spiritual weapon is not popular.
But if other cheap materials are used to replace Qinghong Gold, new Gu insect spiritual weapons can be cultivated on a large scale!
The Gu worm of this spiritualist in the field was snow-white, covered with white hair, and as big as a basket. If it was cultivated with Qinghong Gold, it would probably cost a fortune to cultivate it. The cultivated Gu worm could not be pure white, but should be bluish white.
But it is impossible for a spiritualist in the Yuandong realm to accumulate such huge financial resources, so he must have used new materials.
This is the scariest part!
If the new material is very cheap, and we can cultivate this kind of poisonous insect on a large scale and put it on the battlefield, it will be invincible!
"Although those tentacles are slender, the power contained in them is not small. They are really like spiritual weapons. They are indeed difficult to deal with!"
Su Yun frowned and looked at the scholar from the Medical God Palace who was controlling the poisonous insect. He saw that the scholar was very young, probably about sixteen or seventeen years old. He thought to himself, "It's extraordinary that he has such accomplishments at such a young age. This is exactly what Yuan Shuo lacks, allowing the scholar to exert his greatest creativity when he is young!"
Just as he thought of this, the scholar suddenly released a second poisonous insect. The two poisonous insects surrounded the scholar on the opposite side, and soon he was on the defensive, with no power to fight back.
The scholar released the third poisonous insect, and the gauze curtain formed by the clothes of the scholar opposite was immediately broken. Three poisonous insects pounced in front of him, and their tentacles pierced through the muscles of the scholar opposite and wrapped around the scholar's bones!
The scholar let out a shrill scream and shrivelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few moments, most of his blood and energy was absorbed by the three poisonous insects!
What was even more terrifying was that the three poisonous insects opened their mouths wide, and their mouths were divided into four parts, splitting in four directions. Each part of the mouth was full of barbed teeth, and they were about to bite the scholar to pieces.
Just then, the gong sounded.
The victorious scholar immediately took back the three poisonous insects and turned to bow to the stage.
The defeated scholar was sucked dry and fell to his knees on the ground with a thud. Immediately, a doctor came up, gave him some magic medicine to keep him alive, and carried him away.
Su Yun and Chi Xiaoyao were horrified by what they saw.
Teacher Yishen Gong called out two more names, and the second duel began.
The second match was also between the Gu insect lineage and the traditional acupuncture and knife lineage, but this time the acupuncture and knife lineage produced an extremely powerful scholar, holding two slender scimitars in his hands. The knife lights were pouring down like rain, the knife auras were all over his body, and his steps were as strong as a dragon crouching and walking!
The sword technique was superb and sharp, and silver light spread all over the arena. A scream was heard, and the scholar on the opposite side was killed by the poisonous insect, and one of his legs was cut off, and blood was spilled on the spot!
The gong sounded again.
The scholar put away his two swords and stood with his body bent. The scholar whose leg was chopped off was approached by two doctors who applied a magical medicine to the wound. The magical medicine was magical, and flesh and blood began to wriggle at the wound and connected to the broken leg.
Chi Xiaoyao frowned and whispered, "The scholar who lost the match just now has lost most of his cultivation. I'm afraid that five or six years of cultivation have gone to waste. Even if he is rescued, it will probably take several years to recover. This scholar's leg was cut off, and he will have to be unable to move for half a year after it is reattached. Are all the contestants in the Medical God Palace so cruel?"
A scholar wearing a yellow turban on the side said with a smile: "This exam is to determine the best person in the Palace of the God of Medicine, who will go to the Heavenly Palace to pay homage to the God Emperor! Of course you have to show your true ability! Some damage is inevitable."
Su Yun humbly asked for advice, and said: "Brother, my sister and I are new students who just got in through connections, and we don't know much about this exam. I want to ask you, if there is a scholar named Zhang San in our Medical God Palace who cuts off the leg of the opponent in the exam, will it affect his qualification for the exam?"
The Yellow Turban scholar was kind and said, "Of course it won't affect you. Injuries are inevitable during a fight. Besides, the doctors in the Medical God Palace are very skilled. With a teacher watching over you, we can use the art of creation to reattach your leg. You just have to lie down for a few months."
Su Yun continued, "For example, if Zhang San poisons the other person and makes him lose his sight, hearing, sense of touch, taste, and smell, and loses all five senses, is that possible?"
The Yellow Turban scholar frowned slightly and said, "That's fine. With the teacher's help, the damage won't be serious."
Su Yun hesitated and asked, "If Zhang San injures the opponent's spirit, will he be disqualified?"
The Yellow Turban scholar frowned and hesitated, saying, "Of course, it is hard to guarantee that you will be injured in the ring. If your soul is damaged, it can be healed, but it will take longer."
Su Yun asked again: "What if Zhang San didn't use his medical skills? Will he be disqualified?"
The Yellow Turban scholar frowned and said reluctantly, "This exam tests your strength. It doesn't require medical skills..."
"What if Zhang San beats someone to death?"
Su Yun asked nervously, "Will I be disqualified?"
The Yellow Turban scholar was startled.
"What if we kill the other party's soul as well?" Su Yun asked.
The Yellow Turban scholar was furious and glared at him, "Is this Zhang San you are talking about here to take the exam or to commit a crime? He wants to hurt or kill people at the slightest provocation!"
Su Yun said timidly: "It is also possible that Zhang San was careless..."
At this moment, the teacher from the Medical Palace on the stage read out the names and said, "Next, Zhang San, Fu Qinglian, get ready."
The Yellow Turban scholar beside Su Yun was surprised and said, "He called me! Brother, you are right, there is actually someone called Zhang San!"
He hurried onto the stage, and at this time, he saw Su Yun walking up to the stage slowly.
The Yellow Turban scholar was startled, turned around and jumped off the stage, shouting, "Teacher, I give up!"