"Your temperament is purer than before." Xi Yun glanced at Qiu Yan and said, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his words, "However, his strength has not improved much."

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the matter with you coming to see me at this time?"

"I'm here to tell you that there is not much time left," Xi Yun smiled coldly. "Even if he is a useless fool, he spent two years repeatedly searching in the mansion, and he can find some clues."

As he said that, he took a step forward: "I heard that you are going to the imperial examination. I wonder what you planned for this imperial examination? But as long as you have a scholar, you will be satisfied?"

"Huh?" Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment, wondering why the other party asked this question. Xi Yun gave people a feeling of being cold and ruthless, and the information revealed in his words even more shows that the person should be a person in the spiritual path, and he is a rival, not a friend of Qiu Yan. Such a person suddenly asked Qiu Yan's plan for the imperial examination like an old friend, which naturally makes people suspicious.

Seeing Qiu Yan silent, Xi Yun was not surprised and smiled: "Looking at your appearance, your spirit is not low. A scholar in the Taoist examination will definitely be difficult to satisfy. Once you decide to participate in the provincial examination, the cause and effect will deepen under the heart's response that day. At least during the imperial examination, luck is connected to this great auspicious dynasty. People with insufficient cultivation dare not attack you easily. This is a good way to delay, but accidents may still happen..."

Speaking of this, his expression suddenly changed, his brows frowned, and then he heard the "buzzing" long sword in his hand, making a whistle, and then he was directly unsheathed. The sharp sword light seemed to have a substance and rushed towards Qiu Yan.

The cold light sucked and spitted open the air, and the coldness broke out. In just a flash, the tip of the sword came to Qiu Yan!

"Hmm?" Qiu Yan's pupils shrank!

The sword tip came too fast, and its speed exceeded Qiu Yan's movement speed. Fortunately, he was always on guard. Seeing this, he quickly raised his hand and bounced his fingers!

When the moment was not enough, Qiu Yan's right hand bounced his finger on the blade. On the finger, two talismans rotated rapidly, and one of them was covered with black cracks.

Inhalation and corrosion, two breaths whizz out!

Below, the study room in the Qiu family yard trembled slightly, and a strange atmosphere oozed out. You could vaguely feel the artistic conception of calligraphy and articles, and the artistic conception of the calligraphy articles was rushing!

Around the surroundings, the light and shadows were distorted, and people were willing to rise from several places in the city and gather!

Two auras, artistic conception of the article, people's wishes, and the blink of an eye focused on Qiu Yan's fingers, and the strength, blood and energy exploded!

With a "dang", the sword was swept open!

"Huh?" Xi Yun was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

On the opposite side, Qiu Yan, who had swung his sword, did not retreat but advanced. He wiped the sword's edge and stepped out stepping out. The roof tiles on the roof jumped, and then he rushed towards Xi Yun!

shoot!

Qiu Yan bounced off the sword and slapped forward. The two magical talismans, Soul-Snap and Poison Erosion, intersected and changed, and they were about to cover Xi Yun.

At this moment, Xi Yun suddenly flashed his eyebrows, and a scarlet pattern appeared, and a strange aura rose from his body, revealing the artistic conception of determination, coldness, and unyielding!

This artistic conception was as real as it was, and it burst out, forcing the two magical talismans to stagnate for a moment. Then Xi Yun moved his feet, one step and five feet away in an instant.

"You and I will fight for a day, but it's not the time yet. It will take some time for me to break free from the shackles. You also need time. Your snap of your fingers opened my eyes. I underestimated you..."

This sentence came, but Xi Yun's people had disappeared from afar.

Qiu Yan did not go over and chased after him, and stopped in place. His body was entangled and bound by a series of artistic conceptions that were as solid as the essence. These artistic conceptions were burst out by Xi Yun in an instant.

Martial arts fist meaning!

Slap!

The sounds of crisp sounds sounded one after another, and the meaning of martial arts fist was broken like a real thing, turning into pieces, disappearing invisible. Qiu Yan broke free from it, looked at the direction where Xi Yun disappeared, and fell into deep thought.

"What is this person's purpose?"

Recalling the other party’s words twice, Qiu Yan felt that he had grasped some of the lines.

"The sword he stabbed out did not contain the murderous intention, and it seemed extremely hasty. It seemed that it was not what he intended, it was just a simple sword move to assassinate, but even so..."

As he thought about it, Qiu Yan raised his right hand, raised his index finger and middle finger. His two fingers were covered with blood, and almost all the flesh on the surface of the skin was broken, and the skin was blooming, and white bones could be seen vaguely.

"If this sword is really intentional, even if it is only attached to some force and shock, I am afraid that if I want to bounce the long sword, I will take more effort, and I may even avoid its sharp edge!"

Thinking of this, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a bleeding pill, wiped it on the wound, and followed the thoughts, and the magical talisman flew over and circled around the wound of his fingers.

This talisman has this healing effect.

The next moment, the flesh and blood grows in the wound on the finger, the blood no longer flows, heals quickly, and in the blink of an eye, heals as before.

After wiping the blood, Qiu Yan turned over and fell from the roof.

Just as he landed, the door of the main hall opened, and Liu Huai and others rushed out in surprise. Qiu Yan's kick just now not only made the bricks and tiles jump, but the entire house showed signs of shaking, which naturally alarmed the people inside.

As soon as he walked out, Liu Huai asked quickly. Qiu Yan responded with warmth. There was a kind of power to calm people's hearts in his words, which quickly calmed down the panic of several people, but he was still a little surprised. He waited for everyone to go back to the house and re-enter the seat. After a while, he was dispersing.

During this process, Qiu Yan always replayed the scene before Xi Yun left.

"The eyebrows are covered with patterns and the artistic conception is true. What realm is this? He used his physical body to perform it, which should be the realm of life and death. He said that he would have a battle with me in the end. Although his words were not very intense, the taste of life and death was still very clear. After the imperial examination?"

As my thoughts turn, night falls.

But Ma Yang's reading sound was gone tonight. For a moment, changes were faintly made in the city, and the entire city was gradually shrouded in a dark aura that made a comeback.

……………………

Time passes.

Since Xi Yun left, nothing else happened. Qiu Yan's life has returned to peace again, reading and writing every day.

Soon, the day for the test was about to come. Qiu Yan cleaned up a little, said goodbye to Liu Huai and others, followed the carriage of Zhang Zhen's family and arrived in Yuanning City. He refused Zhang Zhen's invitation and stayed in an inn.

This time he returned to Yuanning, but he showed no abnormalities.

April 11, sunny.

As the sky was dawn, there was already bustling outside the palace and school, with people everywhere, with children wearing Confucian shirts, some talking, some silent, some muttering, and some looking sneaky.

There are children, old men, majestic young men, and calm and silent men.

Whether old or young, they strive to make it to the list all the time.

Qiu Yan stood among the crowd, holding the exam basket in one hand, with a peaceful expression.

Not far away, someone pointed at Qiu Yan in a vague way and whispered.

"That person is Qiu Yan? I heard that he became famous in Qingchang for two years, and even Liu Fu, who is well-known in literary talent, Zhang Jue and others were suppressed by him. I wonder what grades he will get this time."

"I heard that he had taken the road test before, but failed twice, so his talent was probably limited."

"No matter how famous the master is, it is useless if you can't even pass the exam for a scholar. After all, it's the people who are not allowed to pass the exam."

Several people were still talking, and the gate of the Mansion School suddenly opened, and a soldier with swords came out in sequence and formed two teams.

Then several civil servants came out and took the roster and started to name the names.

"here we go!"

The noisy crowd was silent in an instant, and the needle could be heard!

"The Taoist test officially begins!"

A famous boy held his breath, listened quietly, waiting for his name to ring.

"Hu Qi, Liu Peng, Yu Yong, Wang He..."

People who are called names often feel excited and hurry up to get the call. The solemn and nervous mood spreads, spreading the entire street, and even the air seems to be much slower!

"Qiu Yan!"

Hearing his name, Qiu Yan did not hesitate at all and stepped forward. He looked at the gate of the Mansion School, and his heart became more and more calm.
Chapter completed!