In the exam room.

Less than half a quarter of an hour later, the test paper that had previously flown into the air swirled down like snowflakes. The difference is that some of the test papers were flashing golden light and spells were attached.

These 400 test papers with spells attached are the top 400 in the preliminary examination this year. Compared with the number of nearly 30,000 literary students, the pass rate is undoubtedly terrible.

Without surprise, the test paper in front of Yang Xiu also shone golden, and Yang Xiu turned into a light golden color. He looked like a bright golden lamp in the square, extremely conspicuous!

Yang Xiu breathed rapidly, holding the test paper with his slightly trembling hands, feeling extremely excited. This success finally made Yang Xiu sure that he had no mistake in his understanding of the immortal texts in the upper realm. This is real Chinese!

This test paper that emits golden light is called the golden paper. The Tianshu Pavilion is the symbol of Wensheng’s reputation as the Tianshu List. Just like the Golden List of the Scientific Examination, it is the glory that every Wensheng dreams of.

Following the test paper, there was also a thread-bound book with a thickness similar to that of fingers. The exquisite cover reads four neat brush words "Immortal Arts and Ethics".

This is a book that all disciples of the Tianshu Pavilion will get. It records some common sense of cultivating immortals and many commonly used immortal texts, which are equivalent to a simplified version of the ancient Chinese dictionary. However, this dictionary has no pronunciation or comments, and is just separate Chinese characters for low-level disciples to memorize immortal texts.

Yang Xiu was in a good mood and flipped through it casually, thinking that no matter how you look at it, it felt like a primary school textbook~

The literary students on the famous Tian Na List all held golden test papers, which were extremely conspicuous. The candidates around stared at Yang Xiu, with shock, envy, jealousy and so on in their eyes. A foolish scholar who had previously claimed to only remember two immortal texts could pass the exam!?

"Golden Roll, this kid is lucky."

"Damn it, Yang Xiu's grandson pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. Didn't he remember only two immortal texts?"

"Shhh... Be careful! I've already won the Tianlist... Alas, I'll be in my thirties when I will take the exam next time. I'm afraid I'll have no hope in this life when I'm practicing immortality."

"Brother Wang doesn't have to bother. There are many people who have obtained the golden paper this time. Just buy one article at a high price. With the spiritual energy on the golden paper and the power of insight left by the candidates, you will definitely make some progress."

"That's all..."

Yang Xiu carefully prepared the test paper and put it close to his chest. He listened to the discussions of the people around him, and felt a sense of pride.

Although he only saw a legendary "Immortal", he gave Yang Xiu great confidence. Through this exam, Yang Xiu Yu found out that he had great advantages when breaking through the obstacles of consciousness. Otherwise, he would not have been able to write the full text smoothly. He just didn't know how difficult it would be for those advanced immortal cultivation scriptures in the future.

Moreover, Chinese characters are your greatest reliance. It seems that you should pay more attention in the future and not reveal them in front of others.

Turning his head to look around, the door to enter and exit had opened again, and the candidates got up to pack their belongings and walked out one after another. After a few steps, the scenery in front of him had changed, and he came to the door that was stormy again, which made people feel amazing.

Some of the candidates were frowning and sighing; a few of them had red and cheerful faces, and they were obviously one of the four hundred people. However, these Wenshen were all swaying and shaking. If they hadn't had their servants come up to help, they would have fallen into pieces.

Writing a thousand-character text is extremely exhausting. Even if Yang Xiu has already stepped into the realm of body tempering with half his foot, he can only finish writing in one breath with the ample spiritual energy in the hall. It is understandable that these people look tired and exhausted.

Yang Xiu's heart was pounding, but his face was very calm and he walked out calmly. However, when he saw the conspicuous carriage in the crowd, Yang Xiu's thick eyebrows frowned slightly.

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The radiant Yang Shaotian stood at the front of the car, holding a few pages of golden test papers in his hand, holding them to appreciate them like a show, with a proud look on his face. Sun Wu was jumping up and down beside the carriage like a horse and monkey, looking like Yang Shaotian was still excited.

"Congratulations to Mr. Yang on High School!"

"Young Master Yang's strength stands out, he must be able to defeat everyone and successfully become a core disciple!"

"Young Master Yang is really revitalizing the family for the Yang clan. In the future, he will become a core disciple of the Tianshu Pavilion. The young and poor ambitions in Shanyin City will definitely leave a mark for Young Master Yang Shaotian!"

A group of fellow villagers from Shanyin City surrounded Yang Shaotian's carriage, and the congratulations and congratulations were heard one after another, and it was very festive, as if Yang Shaotian had already named him.

Yang Xiu looked at Yang Shaotian who was full of complacent in the crowd and sneered. He turned around and saw the boys at the door standing there, his mind moved slightly, and walked over.

...

Sun Wu was sitting in the carriage, holding the whip, and was extremely excited. This time, his cousin Yang Shaotian must have a good ranking in high school. After returning, the clan leader and other elders must have a heavy reward, and he can also take the opportunity to get some benefits. In this way, he will have money to go to Manchunyuan to meet the little ladies.

Just thinking about how to have fun tonight, I heard a crisp voice coming from behind, "Are you Sun Wu?"

When Sun Wu heard this, he quickly turned around and found a little boy in an exquisite robe standing in front of him, one of the little boys at the entrance of the attic. Sun Wu quickly jumped out of the carriage, bowed his head and smiled with a flattering smile: "Yes, the villain is Sun Wu."

"That's right,"

The little boy's face was red, and he reached out to take the horse whip in Sun Wu's hand, and said in a childish voice: "Before the start of the college entrance examination, you will whip a Wensheng who is in the top 400 for no reason, violate the second article of the Tianshu Pavilion Law, and punish you for whipping ten times."

The little boy spoke clearly and his tone was plain, but the content made Sun Wu's body stiffen and his face showed horror. Yang Shaotian naturally heard the boy's words and immediately thought of Yang Xiu, but he couldn't believe that Yang Xiu passed the exam.

Yang Shaotian immediately jumped out of the carriage, bowed to the boy, and said, "Shangxian, have you made a mistake? How could that idiot pass the exam? He is just a pariah. I am Yang Shaotian from Shanyin City, and I have already obtained the golden scroll. This is my clan brother..."

"The Tianshu Pavilion will not make any mistakes,"

The little boy still looked calm and without any emotion, and said, "I know you are an introductory disciple, but he is not."

After saying that, the little boy moved his hand, and the tough whip made a crisp sound, and a "pop!" thrust hard on Sun Wu's shoulder. Sun Wu screamed in pain, and a blood mark immediately appeared on his shoulder. He covered his head and wanted to escape in panic.

However, the little boy looked young, but he was a real cultivator in the introductory stage of body tempering. The long whip in his hand seemed to have eyes, and let Sun Wu run away with his head in his arms. Whether he was drilling into the ground of the carriage or slipping into the crowd, the long whip could always find him accurately. The crisp sound of "pa!" sounded continuously, ten whips, and there were many at a time!

"Ouch! Oh my god, I feel so painful...ah..."

The strength of the cultivator is far greater than that of ordinary people. Sun Wu's brocade robe was ragged and broken. There were several blood marks on his back, shoulders and buttocks. The flesh and blood that were turned up from the wound was vaguely visible, which was shocking.

In the cold wind, Sun Wu lay on the ground and rolled and shouted bitterly. It was so miserable that he was so miserable that he could cry when he heard it.

Many people in the crowd watching the fun were applauding. Sun Wu relied on the Yang family's power to be rampant all day long, and some people couldn't stand it. Sun Wu, who was whipped by a horse whip, heard the laughter and sarcastic sounds around him, and was anxious and angry, wishing to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

After the punishment was completed, the little boy threw the whip on the ground and turned around and left coolly. Yang Shaotian's chest was fluctuating violently, and he ignored Sun Wu, who was screaming. His eyes were patrolling the crowd around him, and his anger rushed to his mind: That Yang Xiu has also become an introductory disciple? How is this possible!?

Today, Sun Wu was beaten up for a small matter and face was great. It won’t take long to spread this matter in Shanyin City. Yang Xiu, who was expelled from the clan by the Yang family, took the opportunity to beat the Yang family!

Yang Shaotiancai didn’t believe that Yang Xiu, a nerd, could remember the Thousand Character Immortal Text. It must be his method. Perhaps he used someone else’s test paper to deceive the boy from Tianxian Pavilion and took the opportunity to take revenge!

That's right, it must be like this!

Yang Shaotian's anger was hard to relieve, and his face was twisted and deformed, which obviously made Yang Xiu's hatred reach the extreme. Sun Wu was helped by several servants to the carriage. Yang Shaotian then calmed down his anger and came forward to comfort him. His face was full of kind smiles, as if he felt very distressed about Sun Wu's injury.

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"The sun shines in the sky, my baby smiled at me, she whispered, "Zhao Zao Zao, why is my brother hard again~"

Yang Xiu had already left the gate of Tianshu Pavilion and walked alone on the path, humming the tunes he adapted while walking, and was in a very good mood.

The first precepts of the Tianshu Pavilion are to kill those who betray the master sect; the second one is to punish those who bully the disciples of this sect. If it were not for Yang Shaotian's identity as an introductory disciple, Sun Wu would have to take off several layers of skin if he did not die this time.

Thinking of Sun Wu's pitiful appearance being beaten by a whip, Yang Xiu couldn't help feeling relieved. Such a person deserves his guilt. Yang Xiu is the opposite of the pedantic "Yang Xiu" before. He emphasizes that villains do not speak.

Through this time, Yang Xiu also had an intuitive understanding of the jungle in the world of cultivating immortals. Xiao Wensheng, who was not a writer, was bullied and no one dared to take care of him. Once he was famous, the Tianshu Pavilion immediately came out to support Yang Xiu.

Strength is the bottom line.

It was almost noon now, and the literary students who had spent a lot of energy to take the exam were exhausted, but Yang Xiu was still energetic, because the examination room was full of spiritual energy. Yang Xiu just breathed for a quarter of an hour, just like he had slept for half a night, full of energy, which made Yang Xiu feel very impressed by the magic of the methods of cultivating immortals.

What made Yang Xiu even more worried was that after the famous Tianbang, the Yang clan dared not bully others again because there was a Tianshu Pavilion on the official government of Shanyin City, and the Tianshu Pavilion would never allow disciples to be bullied.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiu was in a good mood and was anxious to tell Aunt Liu and Hu Zi about the news that he passed the exam, and quickly accelerated his pace and rushed forward.

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In late winter and early spring, the day was still very short. When Yang Xiu rushed back to Shanyin City, the sky became darker. You could see the lights and decorative colors in Shanyin City from afar, as if celebrating the New Year, and it was very lively.

The story of Yang Shaotian becoming a disciple of the Tianshu Pavilion has long spread throughout Shanyin City. Although there are many children of aristocratic families who are also in high school, their personal strength and the power behind them are far inferior to Yang Shaotian, and their chances of entering the top 100 are even more vague.

Therefore, the Yang clan held a banquet and invited guests from all walks of life. For secular families like the Yang clan, no matter how much money they earn, it was not as important as Yang Shaotian's fame - the reputation and power brought by the identity of a disciple of the Tianshu Pavilion. Especially after becoming a senior disciple in the future, even the people from the government would come to curry favor with him.

Yang Shaotian’s future is now limitless.

Yang Xiu did not join in the fun, but came to the baked cake shop on the corner of the street. He used the only money left to buy three hot baked cakes, wrapped them in oil paper, and greedily smelled the tempting aroma of baked cakes.

Yang Xiu has no sense of belonging to this world, nor is he a moral saint who is determined to save all sentient beings. So far, Hu Zi and Aunt Liu are the only ones Yang Xiu care about, and Yang Xiu doesn't want them to suffer any more.

After walking around and coming to the familiar alley, Yang Xiu found a group of people surrounding his doorstep, talking nonsense, and frowned.

"Get out of the way!" Yang Xiu shouted anxiously, and quickly pushed away the onlookers and squeezed in.
Chapter completed!