Under the upper scene of Tianlin, Bai Yuelou's figure appeared. His face was sallow and his ribs and sternum were detached, which were extremely serious injuries. He dared not move at all.
The severe pain made him feel unbearable.
If he wasn't careful, his ribs would fall off, and his chest would be supported only by his spine. If he was even more careless, his internal organs might not even have any support and would fall straight down!
Too strong.
He said silently in his heart.
Su Yun learned the six moves of Sun and Moon through his battle with Hua Hu, and used them against him. He almost killed him with the last blow. Fortunately, Tianlin Shangjingtu rescued him at the last moment.
A doctor came over and found out the injuries on his body. His face changed slightly: "The Saint Prince was also eliminated? Who has such means? Is there anyone who has not been suppressed and has displayed the cultivation of a spiritualist?"
Bai Yuelou's forehead was covered with cold sweat due to the pain, and his voice was hoarse: "I met an extremely scary person."
The doctor treated him hastily, feeling confused and uncertain.
Not far away, Hua Hu was wounded in many places and bandaged like a dumpling. He smiled and said, "Sir, you were eliminated faster than I thought. How capable are my classmates?"
Bai Yuelou endured the pain and let the doctor set his bones. He said in a hoarse voice, "I originally thought that he used his spiritual realm to sneak attack me. At the same realm, I should be able to defeat him and return the humiliation to him. Unexpectedly, I still lost."
Huahu smiled and said, "Did you use Jiaolongyin to deal with him?"
Bai Yuelou was stunned: "How do you know?"
Huahu was very proud: "You are competitive and you must want to show off and undermine his confidence after learning a few moves of Jiaolong Yin from me. But you have never thought that even my Jiaolong Yin was taught by him! You learned Jiaolong Yin from me and then used it to fight him. No wonder you were defeated faster than I expected!"
Bai Yuelou was speechless.
Huahu limped over and said leisurely, "Even if you learn the Dragon Song, you shouldn't use it. In front of him, the Dragon Song will be vulnerable everywhere."
He couldn't help but think of the battle between Su Yun and Huqiu Village, where he killed Qiu Shuijing's disciple Yang Sheng.
At that time, Su Yun was only at the third level of foundation building, while Yang Sheng had already reached the sixth level. Su Yun used his hand as a sword to break all of Yang Sheng's Crocodile Dragon Roar's moves, and Yang Sheng's neck was almost cut off!
Later, when Huahu and the other three little foxes were practicing with Su Yun, every time they used Crocodile Dragon Roar, it would be easily broken by Su Yun.
If Bai Yue Lou used the Sun and Moon Bi technique to fight against Su Yun, he would definitely be able to last longer, and might even be able to injure Su Yun.
But he wanted to show off and used Jiaolong Yin to deal with Su Yun, so he would definitely die very easily!
Bai Yuelou sighed and whispered, "The saint taught me to be cautious and prudent, but I always forget."
Huahu said, "It is natural for a young man to be like this. If you were as mature and steady as my uncle, you would lose the vigor that a young man should have."
Bai Yuelou stood in awe and said, "May I ask who is Brother Hua's uncle?"
"My uncle's surname is Gou. He usually does some small business in the countryside. If you want to meet him, I will introduce him to you when I return to the village."
"Thank you, Brother Hua!"
…
In the upper scene of Tianlin, Su Yun basically stopped taking action, but instead instructed Li Xiaofan, Hu Buping and Qingqiu Yue in their practice. When he met other scholars, he taught them how to fight.
The three little guys had been taking care of by Su Yun and Hua Hu before, so although they had been practicing hard, their attitudes were always not right.
It was not until this big exam that Hua Hu "died heroically" in a battle with the Saint Young Master for Su Yun to defeat the Saint Young Master Bai Yue Lou and for the three of them to be admitted to the Wenchang Academy. This made the three little guys have a correct attitude towards learning.
Along the way, Qingqiu Yue, Li Xiaofan and Hu Buping learned very quickly and entered the fifth level of foundation building one after another. They were not weaker than other scholars.
Especially the combined attack technique of Bifang, which the three of them practiced to perfection. They defeated many scholars and achieved some results, but they didn't know whether they could be admitted to the Wenchang Academy.
By the afternoon, the sun was setting, and there were fewer and fewer scholars in the scene above. Su Yun walked for a long time with the three children but did not encounter any scholars.
Suddenly, the bodies of Qingqiu Yue and the other two gradually faded and slowly disappeared.
Su Yun stopped and looked around, only to see him return to the lake. He thought, "After the first big test, two people will be selected from each Jinxiu picture to prepare for the second big test. So who is the other person in Tianlin Shangjing picture besides me?"
As he was thinking, he suddenly heard a familiar female voice coming from the lake: "I stayed? I actually stayed! Brother, didn't you say I would never pass the exam? Your sister actually made it into the top 20!"
Su Yun was surprised and looked into the lake. He saw Li Zhuxian standing on a small island in the lake, jumping and dancing happily, completely different from her previous tranquil appearance.
"Brother Xiaoyun!"
The girl with twin ponytails saw Su Yun on the shore from afar and waved at him excitedly: "Is the other person you? I also made it into the top 20 and am eligible to go to Shuofang Academy!"
Su Yun waved at her and asked loudly, "Miss Zhuxian, how did you get there?"
Li Zhuxian took two steps back and suddenly accelerated as she rushed into the lake. Seeing that she was about to fall into the lake, the girl performed the Bifang Transformation, and became like a Bifang divine bird burning with blazing fire. Her blood and energy manifested and turned into wings. She flapped her wings and flew quickly over the lake, dragging long waves of fire. From time to time, she tapped the water with her feet to gain a little leverage!
She actually left a trail of ripples along the way, rushing across the lake at a rapid speed, with her two ponytails pulled straight behind her.
The next moment, she rushed to the shore and stopped in front of Su Yun, with a strong wave of fire hitting her face.
Li Zhuxian's dress expanded and contracted, the waves of fire disappeared, and she stood in front of Su Yun in a coquettish manner, her face flushed, her chest heaving violently, and she calmed down after taking a deep breath.
"Can Bifang Transformation be used like this?"
Su Yun was surprised and was about to try it, but Li Zhuxian quickly stopped him and said, "I am light, so I can run fast on the water with just a little water. You are much heavier, so you will definitely fall into the water! My brother has fallen into the water countless times before!"
Su Yun suppressed the urge to try and asked curiously, "Brother Li Muge will also fall into the water?"
“I often fall into it.”
Li Zhuxian was quite proud: "Just now, a few scholars were chasing me and tried to fly over the lake, but they fell into the lake and drowned! Strange, where is the Holy Prince? Logically speaking, he should be in the top 20..."
"He was eliminated by me."
Su Yun said calmly: "But he is actually very strong, but unfortunately he used the wrong moves and I killed him."
Li Zhuxian looked at him as if he were a monster. After a moment, he asked tentatively, "How many scholars did you kill?"
"About three or four hundred."
Su Yun was also a little unsure: "I didn't count them carefully."
Li Zhuxian was startled and said in a lost voice: "There were only thirty-four of me, and a few of them fell into the lake. I took the opportunity to transform my blood and qi into flying feathers and stabbed them to death."
"If my second brother had not fought hard with the Saint Young Master, he might have been another one of the top 20." Su Yun said silently in his heart.
In addition to a tough fight with the Saint Young Master Bai Yuelou, Hua Hu also had a bloody battle with another disciple of Qiu Shuijing and eliminated the opponent. The young man in purple was also a ruthless character.
Li Zhuxian walked around excitedly and said, "The geographical map of Tianlin Shangjingtu that my father bought is still useful. After playing a few games, I ran out of energy and blood, so I immediately hid on the island in the lake. After resting well, I came out to continue playing. I was lucky to be in the top 20. This time, it is almost certain that I will be admitted to Shuofang Academy and can study with Brother Xiaoyun."
Su Yun shook his head: "I want to apply for the Wenchang Academy."
The girl with twin ponytails widened her eyes, looked at him in surprise, and said with a chuckle, "Wenchang Academy? With your grades, why did you want to apply to Wenchang Academy?"
Su Yun was puzzled and said, "Isn't Wenchang Academy good? The teachers in the top four academies are all very good."
"There are four academies in Shuofang, and Wenchang Academy is of course ranked among the top four!"
Li Zhuxian said angrily: "You were deceived by my brother, right? It must be my brother who deceived you. I will help you beat him up later! My brother was angry with my father at the beginning, and he applied for the Wenchang Academy out of anger. My father was so angry that he wanted to break off relations with him. My ancestral tomb was bubbling with black smoke. My father said that the ancestor was so angry that he almost jumped out of the coffin. He had a hard time holding down the coffin lid..."
Su Yun stood there in a daze, not coming back to his senses for a long time.
“… Later, my brother became a spiritualist and would fight with my father every time he came home. Although he always got beaten, my father told me privately that my brother had learned well.”
Su Yun felt dizzy, his head buzzing: "There are four academies in Shuofang, and I'm ranked fourth among them... How can I explain to the old Gou couple and the deceased Mr. Yehu... There are four academies in total, and I chose the worst one. I feel so ashamed of Mr. Yehu..."
"… Any scholar with a few points can be admitted to Wenchang Academy. If you don't have any points, you will definitely not be admitted. However, all the students who go there are country people, and they are all scum like my brother."
The girl finally finished speaking, looked up at the sky, revealed a strange look, and said: "Brother Xiaoyun, the second big test is that the ten spirit realms of the Ten Brocade Embroidery Map overlap and become a battlefield to determine the top twenty. However, in the past, the scholars were allowed to rest for a while, and the top twenty were only compared the next day. Why did it take so long this time?"
Su Yun still hadn't come back to his senses, and asked blankly: "What?"
Li Zhuxian's face was unusually solemn. She leaned over with her feet up and whispered in his ear, "I suspect something happened outside!"
Su Yun's ears were tickled by her breath, and he came back to his senses. He was shocked and thought: "Could it be that the demon appeared?"
In the center of the Shenxian Palace, the ministers of the four major academies looked at the list of the top twenty scholars in this major examination and frowned.
Zuo Songyan was kindhearted after all. He could not hold back and told them about the third wave of human-demon possession and sacrifice. The atmosphere in the Immortal Residence was extremely depressing.
There are many outstanding scholars among the top 20 this year, but it is very likely that human demons are hiding among these 20 people. Anyone on the list now has the possibility of becoming a human demon.
"The human-demon must be hiding among the twenty people. Nineteen of these twenty people are the sacrifices of the third wave of blood sacrifice of the human-demon. In the end, only one person can survive. This person is the real body of the human-demon."
Tong Qingyun looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "With so many sacrifices, the demon will be extremely powerful and difficult to deal with."
Tian Wuji frowned and asked, "Do these twenty people have to die? How can we save them?"
Among the twenty people, seventeen were scholars he paid to practice under Qiu Shuijing. If these scholars died, it would not be a big deal for him to lose all his money, but he was afraid that the Moxia Academy would only be ranked second among the four major academies and would not be able to climb ahead of the Shuofang Academy!
This is something he can't stand!
"There are two ways."
Wen Lifang suddenly said: "The first way is to invite a saint and let the saint enter the Ten Brocade Embroidery Map. The saint will kill the demons in the map!"
Everyone frowned, and Tian Wuji said decisively: "Impossible! When the saint enters the map, his spiritual world is sealed. Using the cultivation of the foundation-building realm to fight against the human demon is just suicide! Wen Pushe, do you want the saint to die?"
Tong Qingyun said in a deep voice: "What is more likely is that the saint's spiritual world is too strong, and he directly tore the Ten Brocade Embroidery Picture into pieces, allowing the human demon to escape. This idea is not feasible, what is the second method?"
The others nodded in agreement.
The saint's strength is close to the four myths of Yuanshuo Kingdom, and no spiritual weapon can seal his cultivation.
Wen Lifang continued, "The second method is to invite the old senior who donated the Ten Brocade Embroidery Painting. Only he can use all the power of the Ten Brocade Embroidery Painting to suppress the human demon!"
"The senior who donated the Ten Brocade Embroidery Painting did not leave his name."
Tian Wuji shook his head and said, "We don't know who donated it. To be honest, if it were me, I would never be willing to donate such a good spiritual weapon. Wouldn't it be better to keep it for myself? I would only donate it if I was dying. So..."
He did not continue speaking, but everyone else understood that the predecessor who donated the Ten Brocade Embroidery Paintings fifty years ago was most likely dead and might even have no descendants.
Wen Lifang had a murderous look on his face, and the pearls hanging from the phoenix hairpin on his temples swayed slightly. He whispered, "We can't invite a saint, and the senior who donated the map has passed away. So we can only seal up the Ten Brocade Embroidered Map and starve those twenty scholars to death inside, and let them be buried with the human demon. Only twenty scholars will die, which is the lowest loss!"
Qiu Shuijing looked at Zuo Songyan and said nothing.