Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

The courage is indeed great, and also very confident.

In particular, there were also thirty-two disciples of the Yan family and several other disciples of the eight heavenly clan families.

Yan Tianhen felt that this question actually wanted to ask this way----

"Do you think the monarchy is reasonable?"

Yan Tianhen couldn't help laughing. This question would be ridiculous if the ten thousand laws were serious.

However, the authenticity of Ten Thousand Fas is not so ridiculous, so they can only use this method to test the minds of these candidates, and use this as a basis for the future evolution of the Kyushu Continent. Prying.

Therefore, Yan Tianhen took up the pen and wrote the words "the strong get it", and then explained: change means bloodshed, the dynasty has not yet reached the end of the road, it must be changed, if you want to have fewer dead souls, it is better to remain unchanged .

The bell rang and the exam was over. Yan Tianhen wrote the fake name of Gu Tian in the seal and the college and school he hoped to enter and handed in the paper.

Yan Tianhen stood up calmly and walked towards the dormitory amidst the wailing sounds around him.

On the way, he heard someone say: "The last question is really a proposition. I really don't know how those people in Zidi Tiandu would think about this year's exam questions."

"Anyway, I dare not write objections. Who knows if Wanfazhengzong and Yanjia wear the same set of pants."

"Shhh, don't discuss the Celestial Clan on the way, and make sure that they are everywhere.

Yan Tianhen felt that this kind of thing really didn't matter.Anyway, I don't know how many people have scolded the Yan family over the years, and the various heavenly clans did not necessarily have the intention of rebelling. Yue is just, until now, the legendary first heir of the Qianyuan Dynasty Tianding, but still has not appeared.

Others don't know it, but Yan Tianhen's heart is clear. This is what the upper person of the Yan family cares most about now.

However, this has nothing to do with him.

After three days, the results are available. Candidates who pass the written test will have to go to the next round of assessment after five days. Candidates who have not passed will have to go home on the same day and leave on the next day at the latest.

Some people laugh, some cry, some are happy, some are sad, every year, it's actually no different.

What Yan Tianhen did not expect was that the person with the highest grade turned out to be his roommate Yin Changge.

Yin Changge smiled a little shyly, and said: "There are more than six thousand people present, and there are always people who can answer those questions. It takes a lot of thought, and it will be solved after reading."

Yan Tianhen: "..."

To be honest, he is convinced.

Yan Tianhen chose the elixir, and the evaluation of the elixir was boring and ordinary. It was the best medicine for all the candidates who had chosen the elixir to sit by the furnace.

The furnace used for alchemy can be given by the academy, or you can use your own. Under normal circumstances, you can choose to bring your own furnace. They are all disciples of rich people. After all, the alchemy furnace provided by the academy is already quite good and better. Yes, I am afraid that it is expensive and most people cannot afford it.

Yan Tianhen used what he brought.

He remembered that his pill furnace was called "Zangzang", but he couldn't remember who gave it to him.

He knew that his memory was missing, but he couldn't remember what happened to that part of the memory that was inexplicably erased.

Yan Tianhen didn't refine those medicinal pills that are so tall at the first word, but instead refined his own "Ice Muscle Snow Bone Pill".

For a while, Netherworld was extremely stinky. Chengri said that his skin was not very good recently, and the corners of his eyes seemed to have wrinkles. Yan Tianhen couldn't help him, so he had to use various expensive spirit herbs to make the skin smoother and more delicate. Young pill.

After Netherworld's personal test, he felt that the effect was good, so he took one pill a day for half a year. He didn't expect that the dark poison accumulated in his body for many years was completely discharged.

Yan Tianhen's hands were extremely stable in refining alchemy, and he was able to master the heat conditions very well.

When he was refining alchemy, he devoted twelve points of concentration, and his serious appearance was seen by people, and he always felt like he was looking at his sweetheart.

On the high platform in the distance, a row of alchemists are here to personally watch these candidates make alchemy.

The alchemist must have pill fire in his body, and the spiritual root must be related to wood, fire, and water. If there is gold or earth, the rate of pill formation is extremely low.

Therefore, Dan Sect disciples have always been the same as Qi Sect disciples.

This group of disciples who intend to enter the Dan Sect is only two hundred people, which is quite large, because seven years ago, there were only one hundred and sixty students who came to the Dan Sect.

Yan Tianhen is particularly prominent among this auspicious alchemist.

Because all the spirit grasses he uses are all spirit plants with extremely mild medicinal properties and no lethality, which is rarely seen in alchemy.

"What kind of pill is he refining?" Mr. Li looked at Yan Tianhen's technique in a puzzled manner.

Among the sects, there are four masters who are extremely skilled in alchemy, and they are called "Cailan Dongli". Among them, Mr. Dong and Mr. Li specialize in teaching the principles and practice of alchemy, and Mr. Lan, who sees the dragon and does not see the end, teaches For the identification and planting of Lingzhi, Mr. Cai talked about mutual growth and mutual restraint and pharmacological knowledge.

Of course, the four gentlemen of Cailan Dongli are all carrying the pot. If they take out one person alone, they can all become the fragrant pastry that the forces of the Nine Realms are vying for. The attainments of alchemy are already extraordinary, and it is difficult to guess.

After Mr. Li finished speaking, Mr. Lan lightly tapped on the tabletop and said: "This kid brought me the brand name, he is refining his own pill-at least this pill, I never Never seen before."

"Your own pill?" Mr. Dong raised his eyebrows to express interest. He leaned forward and said, "I remember that seven years ago, Yan Qiu made a pill of his own. Three days and three nights, it almost attracted Dan Jie. From then on, he was named the Third House of the Fourth Academy. He was promoted as a disciple of the Danya Hall Outer Hall as soon as he entered the school. He has been in the limelight so far. ."

"I'm afraid it can't." Mr. Lan is the most creative among the four alchemists. He may not have one hundred or eighty pill recipes, which is very powerful.

He saw at a glance that the pill that Yan Tianhen refined was not too complicated, but these spiritual plants were very rare and hard to find, and they were afraid that they would be something ordinary people could not afford.

This kid, I'm afraid the background is not small.

But the pill that is stacked with Lingzhi is nothing in the minds of these alchemists who have already achieved fame, and even seems to be opportunistic.

Mr. Li stared at Yan Tianhen for a moment, and said: "His technique is very good, and he can calm down his heart. It is a pity that he will have an unlimited future. He is a good seedling, but not a popular seedling."

Mr. Lan seemed a little regretful, and said: "The pill that he refined is absolutely unavailable to ordinary people."

Among the four academies, the most authoritative alchemy masters sit here, not only to judge which alchemy direction these disciples are suitable for, but also to score their performance.

Originally, Yan Tianhen was bound to get the highest score, but when his results came out on the spot, he felt very astonished and difficult to understand a full score of 100. He thought he was at least 90 points, but he did not expect to come out in the end. Seventy-two points.

Mr. Lan's personality is a little cold, and he rarely talks nonsense with students, but Mr. Li has a gentle and polite personality, which is very popular among students.

So the result was announced by Mr. Lai.

"If you are under fifty, you can pack up your things and leave, and see you in seven years." Although Mr. Li's tone is amiable, but the content is not euphemistic at all: "Others, if the results are superimposed on the initial and written tests, they will be counted as your last. According to the historical rules, the eight students with the highest scores can choose the college. The remaining students have to wait for the college to choose you. Now everyone can see the ranking.

Danmen's score came out on the spot, and together with the previous superimposition, it was publicly displayed on a gourd-shaped stone standing in front of Danya Temple.

The top eight shows that Yan Tianhen's refining pill can only be regarded as a midstream score, plus the previous scores, ranking ninth in the pill sect.

And for the four candidates in front of him, their alchemy scores were all ninety points or more.

Especially the candidate who ranked number one, got a high score of 98 points.

Yan Tianhen refused.

He has not been slow in refining the pill, and he has just finished refining the pill. He also looked at the refining conditions of other people around him. He also noticed that the candidate named Shi Bai is now on the rankings. One.

Shi Bai did have two brushes, and he was able to use the most common spiritual plant to refine a good-quality pill, which is probably especially valuable for alchemists.

But to be honest, the pill that Shi Bai refines can't allow him to get this high score of 98.

Firstly, what he refined was the prescription written by the predecessors, and secondly, among the ten pills, half of them were middle-grade pills.

As far as Yan Tianhen is concerned, the medicinal pills below the top grade are all waste pills, and there is not much usable value.

Shi Bai may be clumsy, but what he showed was not enough to make him the most powerful one.

In general, what Yan Tianhen said or something, he stood up, did some courtesy first, then cleared his throat and said, "I am not convinced."

As soon as he said this, the surrounding examinees couldn't help but looked at him with all kinds of eyes.

Mr. Li didn't expect that candidates would jump out to fight against authority.

But it's not too unexpected. After all, this is the authenticity of the ten thousand laws. Anything that happens is possible and may be tolerated.

Mr. Lan had been squinting his eyes and closing his eyes for meditation, but when he heard this crisp sound, he opened his eyelids. He saw a young man standing next to the pill furnace, slightly lifting his jaw. Looking at them, the eyes were very calm, and there was no trace of anger.

Mr. Lan said, "Why are you not convinced?"

Yan Tianhen took a step forward and said, neither humble nor overbearing: "I am not convinced of the score that I judged myself."

Mr. Lan seldom meets such people who dare to question their authority face to face, so he is also a little interested, and said, "You can tell me why you are not convinced?"

Yan Tianhen said: "I know what level of pill I am refining myself. I have chosen this ice muscle jade bone pill. One is my own original pill. After the pill is formed, there are three in one pot. All of them are top quality, there is no waste, and should be above excellent anyway, why only barely pass me?"

The examinees couldn't help expressing their surprise when they heard the four words of the best medicine.

As for those disciples who had already started the exam, some of them couldn't help laughing when they heard Yan Tianhen say this.

The best pill is nothing, if it is replaced with Bai Yanqiu, I am afraid that a stove can produce ten such best pill.

In the Danya Temple of Wanfa authentic, there are so many that can refine the best pill and there is no waste in one furnace. This kid is really blind to the mountain, afraid it is a frog at the bottom of the well.

Yan Tianhen couldn't help but smile when he heard the words, and said to the brother who deliberately raised his voice and told him: "I didn't say that others are not worthy of high scores, I'm just talking about my own judgment of one pill. The standard, isn't it the rate of pill formation and the quality of the pill? Since I can reach a good standard, I naturally deserve a higher score."

Mr. Lan glanced at Yan Tianhen and said, "This score is the final score given by our four alchemists. Are you questioning us?"