Dao Fruit

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

Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "Why did you come to see me at this time?"

"I came here to tell you that there is not much time left," Xi Yun smiled coldly, "Even if it is a useless fool, after spending two years repeatedly searching the land of Yifu, I can always find it. Some clues.”

As he said that, he took a step forward: "I heard that you are going to take the imperial examination. I wonder what your plans are for this imperial examination? But are you satisfied with just being a scholar?"

"Huh?" Qiu Yan was stunned for a moment, wondering why the other party would ask this question. This Xi Yun gave people a cold and stern feeling, and the information revealed in his words showed that he should be a superior. A spiritual person is an enemy rather than a friend of Qiu Yan. It is suspicious for such a person to suddenly ask about Qiu Yan's plans for the imperial examination as if he were an old friend.

Seeing that Qiu Yan was silent, Xi Yun was not surprised and restrained his smile: "Looking at you, you are not low-spirited. A Taoist examination scholar will definitely be unsatisfied. Once you decide to participate in the provincial examination, the cause and effect will be deepened under the influence of the heart. At least during the imperial examination, luck is connected with the Darui Dynasty. People with insufficient cultivation will not dare to attack you easily. This is a good way to delay, but accidents may still happen..."

At this point, his expression suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, and then he heard a buzzing sound from the long sword in his hand. Then he unsheathed it, and the sharp sword light stabbed Qiu Yan sharply towards Qiu Yan. come over.

The cold light burst through the air, and there were bursts of chill. In just a flash, the tip of the sword was in front of Qiu Yan!

"Huh?" Qiu Yan's pupils shrank!

The tip of the sword came too fast, exceeding Qiu Yan's movement speed. Fortunately, he was always on guard, and when he saw it, he quickly raised his hand and flicked his finger!

At the last moment, the fingers of Qiu Yan's right hand flicked on the blade of the sword. On the fingers, two talismans rotated rapidly, one of which was covered with dark cracks.

Inhalation and corrosion, two breaths roar out!

Below, the study room in the Qiu family's courtyard trembled slightly, exuding a strange aura. From it, one could vaguely feel the artistic conception of the calligraphy article, and the artistic conception was rushing!

All around, the light and shadow were distorted, and people's wishes rose up from several places in the city and gathered together!

The two breaths, the artistic conception of the article, and the people's wishes were concentrated on Qiu Yan's fingers in the blink of an eye, and the energy and blood exploded!

With a "dang" sound, he actually swung the long sword away!

"Huh?" Xi Yun was stunned for a moment, with surprise in his eyes.

On the opposite side, Qiu Yan, who had swung his long sword, did not retreat but moved forward. He wiped the edge of the sword and took one step forward. The tiles on the roof jumped, and then he charged towards Xi Yun!

shoot!

Qiu Yan flicked his long sword hand forward and shot forward. The two magical talismans, Soul Capture and Poison Erosion, changed each other and were about to cover Xi Yun.

At this moment, Xi Yun's brows suddenly flashed, and a scarlet pattern emerged. A strange aura rose up all over his body, revealing a decisive, cold, and indomitable mood!

This artistic conception burst out like reality, forcing the two magical talismans and seals to stop for a moment, and then Xi Yun moved his feet together, taking a step of five feet, and went away in an instant.

"You and I will fight one 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. The snap of your fingers opened my eyes. I underestimated you... …”

This sentence came over, but Xi Yun's people had disappeared into the distance.

Qiu Yan did not go after him, but stopped in place. His body was entangled and tightly bound by a series of substantive artistic conceptions, which were all erupted by Xi Yun in an instant.

Martial arts fist intention!

Bang bang!

Crisp sounds rang out one after another, and the martial arts fist spirit shattered like a real object, turning into fragments and disappearing. Qiu Yan broke free from it, looked at the direction in which Xi Yun disappeared, and fell into deep thought.

"What is the purpose of this person?"

Recalling what the other party said twice before and after, Qiu Yan felt that he had grasped some context.

"The sword he thrust out did not contain murderous intent, and it seemed extremely hasty. It seemed that it was not his intention, it was just a simple sword move to kill, but even so..."

After thinking about it, Qiu Yan raised his right hand and raised his index and middle fingers. His two fingers were dripping with blood. The skin and flesh on the surface were almost all broken, and the skin was torn and the bones could be vaguely seen.

"If this sword is really intentional, even if it is only attached with a little strength and shock, I am afraid that if I want to deflect the sword, I will have to spend more effort, and I may even have to avoid its edge!"

Thinking of this, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out the blood elixir, and rubbed it on the wound. Following his thoughts, the magical talisman flew over and circled around the wound on his finger.

This talisman has this healing effect.

The next moment, the flesh and blood of the wound on the finger grew, the blood stopped flowing, and it healed quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was back to its original state.

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

Just at the moment he landed, the door of the main room opened, and Liu Huai and others rushed out with bewildered faces. Qiu Yan's kick just now not only made the bricks jump, but also the whole house showed signs of shaking, which naturally alarmed them. the people inside.

As soon as he came out, Liu Huai asked hurriedly, and Qiu Yan responded gently. There was a calming power in his words, which quickly calmed the panic of several people, but they were still a little surprised. After everyone returned to the house and sat down again, it took a long time before the scene just dispersed.

During this process, Qiu Yan's mind kept replaying the scene before Xi Yun left.

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

As the mind turned, the night fell.

Tonight, there was no sound of Ma Yang reading. For a while, there were subtle changes in various places in the city, and the whole city was gradually shrouded by a dark atmosphere that returned.

………………

Time passed.

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

Soon, the day of the Dao exam was approaching. Qiu Yan packed up a little, said goodbye to Liu Huai and others, followed Zhang Zhen's carriage, and arrived in Yuanning City. He declined Zhang Zhen's invitation and stayed in an inn.

This time he returned to Yuanning, but he did not show any abnormality.

April 11, sunny.

As soon as the sky was light, the outside of the prefecture school was already bustling with people, and there were students wearing Confucian robes everywhere. Some were talking, some were silent, some were mumbling, and some seemed sneaky.

There were children, old men, young men with noble bearing, and calm men.

Regardless of age, they worked hard to get on the list one day.

Qiu Yan stood in the middle of the crowd, holding the exam basket in one hand, with a calm look.

Not far away, someone pointed at Qiu Yan and whispered.

"That man is Qiu Yan? I heard that he has become famous in Qingchang in the past two years. Even Liu Kuang and Zhang Jue, who are well-known for their literary talent, have been suppressed by him. I wonder what results he will get this time."

"I heard that he took the Dao exam before, but failed twice. I guess his talent is limited."

"The truth is revealed by his hands. No matter how famous he is, it is useless if he can't even pass the exam to become a scholar. After all, he is a commoner and cannot be on the stage."

As the few people were still talking, the gate of the prefectural school suddenly opened with a bang, and soldiers with swords came out one after another, forming two teams.

Then, several clerks came out with the list and began to call the roll.

"It's started!"

The noisy crowd was silent in an instant, and you could hear a pin drop!

"The Dao exam officially begins!"

The students held their breath, listened attentively, and waited for their names to be heard.

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

The people whose names were called often shuddered and hurried forward to get their numbers. The solemn and nervous mood spread throughout the street, and even the air seemed to be stagnant!

"Qiu Yan!"

Hearing his name, Qiu Yan did not hesitate at all and stepped forward. He looked at the gate of the prefectural school, and his heart became calmer.

"My earth soul is here."