Enter the Immortal Cultivation

The new disciples who can enter the Immortal Academy are all those with good abilities. Although compared with Wang Qi, Wu Fan seems ordinary, but among those who are seeking immortality who cannot enter the top ten immortal academies and can only listen to lectures in front of the forum set up by the Immortal Alliance, Wu Fan can be regarded as outstanding. . School had already started for several months at this time, and the disciples of Po Tong Tian had already passed the halfway mark, and most of those who were lagging behind were just barely there. As the cultivation level of the Immortal Academy disciples has improved, drinking water is no longer so indispensable, so this literary test was held from morning to afternoon.

Moreover, since the illusion covers the five senses, there is no need to worry about cheating or whispering in the "examination room". It is precisely because of this that Xianyuan does not force everyone to submit papers uniformly, but instead solves the magic by themselves after completing the questions. Those who did it faster walked out of the area shrouded in white light at noon.

Wu Fan finished the test questions and walked out of the area covered by the bronze mirror. At this time, the sun is setting in the west and the heat is gradually disappearing. Looking at the onlookers in groups of twos and threes around the training ground, Wu Fan smiled bitterly. It was now approaching the deadline for the literary test, and the phantom of ten thousand immortals began to count down in front of him. Looking at the incense thread that was about to burn out in the environment, Wu Fan did not dare to delay, so he had to give up on the last question that he could not understand, indicating that he had completed it.

He heard footsteps behind him. Thinking that someone actually completed it at the same time as him, Wu Fan felt that this was a kind of fate. He turned around to say hello, but found Yang Jun, a new disciple who lived very close to him.

Wang Qi adheres to the principle of "being so awesome that he has no friends" and will only bring in people he admires when necessary. Wu Fan is different. He is very familiar with his neighbors. Seeing Yang Jun coming over, he took the initiative to say hello: "Brother Yang Jun."

Yang Jun was looking at the sky dreamily, but when Wu Fan shouted, he suddenly came back to his senses: "Wu Fan."

Seeing that Yang Jun looked unhappy, Wu Fan asked, "How did you do in the exam?"

Yang Jun shook his head, not wanting to answer.

Wu Fan had no choice but to receive: "This is just a monthly exam, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. In fact, I didn't do well in the exam, but thanks to Wang Qi's guidance in advance, otherwise I would probably have done even worse."

Yang Jun smiled a little gloomily: "Yes..."

Wu Fan has become accustomed to the other person's expression. He told other friends that Yang Jun was a pitiful man. He was originally the son of a fisherman from the West Sea coast. A few years ago, his fishing village was in disaster. A group of spiritual-stage sea monsters came ashore and attacked his village. Except for Yang Jun and three or five others, there was no one alive in such a big village. Fortunately, the Xianmeng Frontier Envoy exterminated the demon in time and rescued Yang Jun.

The Immortal Alliance has an agreement with the co-owner of the water tribe, and the aquatic monster tribe is not allowed to enter within three thousand miles of the coastline. Even the Dragon King can't control the monsters in the spiritual stage whose intelligence is only equivalent to that of human infants or even lower. This can be regarded as an unforeseen disaster. However, the border guards of Xihai discovered that this was not an independent incident. There seemed to be a high-level demon clan that hated humans behind it. The situation in the West Sea is now tense, and a war between the Immortal Alliance and the Monster Clan may break out at any time.

It turned out that Yang Jun was found to have extraordinary talents and was sent to the Xihai Longde Immortal Academy. But after he knew that the disaster in the fishing village was caused by the demon clan, he escaped from the fairy academy again and again to seek revenge on the demon clan. Longde Immortal Academy had no choice but to send him to Xinyue Immortal Academy.

Yang Jun has been a little depressed since he came to Xinyue.

Wu Fan noticed that Yang Jun kept looking upwards and couldn't help but follow their gazes. At this time, he heard Yang Jun say: "This mirror is really extraordinary."

"That's right, calculators are extremely powerful." Wu Fan himself didn't know much about this, but he had heard Wang Qi mention it.

At this moment, the brilliance of the treasure mirror dimmed. Wu Fan looked back. At this sight, he almost screamed.

There were only a few people standing on the huge playground. Among these people, there was a livid-faced Wang Qi!

How can it be?

This is unethical!

That Wang Qi actually knows how to take the test?

When Wang Qi saw the white light disappear, he walked out of the training ground. Wu Fan hurriedly went up to him and asked, "Wang Qi, you didn't do well in the exam...?"

Wang Qi shook his head and said nothing.

Wu Fan followed step by step, and Yang Jun also came over. Seeing that Wang Qi remained silent, Wu Fan felt a little uneasy.

Is this essay test really that difficult? Or is this guy not striving for perfection and even wants to overcome the last few problems?

Just when Wu Fan was thinking wildly, a new disciple dressed in noble clothes came up to him: "Hey, isn't this the great scholar Wang? What's the matter? You don't look very good-looking?"

The person coming was none other than Du Bin. Ever since Wang Qi cut off his flying sword, he has always disliked Wang Qi.

Normally, Wang Qi would probably ignore Du Bin. But this time, he looked at Du Bin with wide eyes: "Hey, let me ask you, who is the first one to hand in the paper?"

"Ah?" Everyone present didn't know how to react. Seeing that Wang Qi couldn't get an answer, he never looked at Du Bin again and walked away.

Du Bin was so angry that he shouted: "Bastard! You..."

"Haha, you are a good-for-nothing good at writing and martial arts. Think about what you can do to me before you tell me."

Wang Qi left without looking back. When he met a new disciple he met, he grabbed him and asked if he knew who was the first person to hand in the paper.

Wu Fan hurriedly chased after him and asked why.

Wang Qi said angrily: "I'm not the first to hand in the paper! I won't give in!"

It turned out that during the exam, Wang Qi suddenly discovered good news and bad news.

The good news is that he can actually call upon the power of mathematics in the fantasy world of immortals.

The Fantasy of Ten Thousand Immortals does not isolate mana. The monks can still freely control the magic tools in the Fantasy, and the calculator is the same as the Mirror of Ten Thousand Immortals, which is more convenient to use. Under normal circumstances, this kind of illusion designed for test questions will isolate the calculator, but mathematics is too primitive and is not considered a calculator at all! Wang Qi can even imagine the anthropomorphic mirror of the Immortal Academy shouting at it, "You are worthy of the surname Suan".

This is indeed cheating. But Wang Qi thought that this is not copying books, it can only be regarded as reducing his calculations, and he is not very averse to this behavior. The exam is to test what you have learned, and using mathematics is just to reduce your workload. Don't you see that a few years ago, calculators could still be used in the college entrance examination!

The bad news is that Wang Qi is not familiar with the Shenzhou Calculator.

Mathematics has a very high status in the immortal way, but it is not widely spread among mortals. Wang Qi had almost no contact with mathematics before coming to the Immortal Academy. He was more familiar with the Arabic numerals and operation symbols on Earth. This caused him to answer questions very slowly.

Obviously, I have a calculator to help me calculate quickly and without mistakes, but I can't be the first to hand in the paper?

What a shame, what a shame!

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