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Hearing Gong Xiaochen's words, Chu He was stunned.

"What do you mean? Isn't the Tianjiao list a list for inner court disciples to compete for? Why is there still my business?"

Gong Xiaochen said with a smile: "I told you already, the Tianjiao Ranking Exam is for sharpening the spirit of the disciples of the outer court, and at the same time it is used to motivate the disciples of the outer court."

"Then do you think it is necessary to let disciples from the outer courtyard participate?"

Chu He thought for a moment, and suddenly realized.

"You mean to let the newly promoted No. 1 in the outer court participate in the Tianjiao Ranking Examination as a representative of the outer court. In this way, it will not only give the disciples of the outer court a sense of participation, but also demonstrate the strength of the disciples of the inner and outer court in this way. Literary difference."

Gong Xiaochen nodded and said.

"However, this year I think it should be different. With your literary talent, Mr. Bailong, I think it is more than enough to be listed on the list of Tianjiao, let alone represent the outer court."

"Tsk tsk, I think that group of top ten talents came here specially to see you, and they also wanted to test how far you are. Now some people will not be able to sleep."

Chu He laughed when he heard that.

Not without such a possibility.

Unexpectedly, Gong Xiaochen usually looks silly and has unique insights on major issues. He is indeed the grandson of Gong Lao, a great scholar of a generation.

After sending Gong Xiaochen away, Chu He thought about it and decided to get up and make alchemy.

There are still ten days left for the big exam, so don't be in a hurry, the follow-up in Xuezhong hasn't been printed yet, so don't be in a hurry.

He only refined a few batches of hemostatic pills yesterday, and he hasn't tried the resurrection pills and complex pills that he needs the most.

With the assassination of a fourth-rank expert two days ago, the recovery pills and complex pills, which can restore, both can give him a little bit of confidence.

Set up the alchemy furnace, put in the materials, and add blessings from Qinglian's heart fire.

About half an hour later, the alchemy was completed.

When he opened it, it was indeed as he thought, the Fusheng Pill and Futi Pill, both of which were originally third-rank pills, became fourth-rank pills.

Chu He planned to refine a few more furnaces.

About four or five can be produced in one furnace, and if there are too many, even if you can't use them all up, there are still other uses.

Third-rank Resurrection Pill Complex Body Pill is not expensive, but the fourth-rank is different. This is something that is useful to fourth-rank Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and martial arts. At that time, whether it is sold or given away, it will have a certain value.

As for whether ghost cultivation and demon cultivation are useful, I don't know.

One day when there was nothing to do, Chu He huddled in his room, refining a furnace of elixir in half an hour.

As time passed, it gradually came to night, and in front of Chu He, there were also forty or fifty Resurrection Pills and Complex Pills lying at this time.

The whole room is filled with the fragrance of the elixir, and just by smelling it lightly, one can feel the literary energy in the body secretly surging, and the body is secretly excited.

Putting away the elixir and the Tai Chi stove in front of him, Chu He was ready to go to bed and rest.

Just for a moment, a huge sword intent suddenly rose outside the door.

Chu He felt the intent of the sword, and a carp stood firmly on the ground.

With the assassination of a rank four martial artist ahead, Chu He did not dare to be careless.

Just this powerful sword intent is enough to prove that the comer is at least a fourth-rank master martial artist.

The only difference is that this person uses a sword.

The visitor is not good, ha ha.

If it was three days ago, Chu He might panic for a while, but now, he is as stable as Mount Tai!

He is really not sure that he can learn a rich talent with a sixth-rank, and fight against a fourth-rank master martial artist.

But now, he is a talented person who is a teacher of fifth-rank people, even if he is a fourth-rank Confucian scholar, he is not without the power to fight.

So why be afraid!

Compared with the fourth-rank martial arts a few days ago, the strength of the comer is already much stronger.

I'm afraid that only this one person will be able to slaughter those two assassins.

It seems that Chen Jiang, the fourth-rank minister, couldn't sit still when he saw two of his generals being killed.

Hehe, I'm afraid that Chen Jiang has an inseparable relationship with his father's wrongful imprisonment.

It just so happens that Chu He has no clues to check now, since Chen Jiang came to the door himself, then don't blame him for being rude!

The sword intent shot up from outside the door, broke through the door, and Setsuna broke into the house at once, killing Chu He.

Chu He yelled angrily: "Three thousand guests are drunk in a house full of flowers, and fourteen states with one sword of frost and cold!"

In just a moment, Chu He's body was full of elegance, like petals fluttering in the sky, and the future lingered in it in an instant, confusing his eyes.

And among the petals in the sky, there is a sharp blade, like a swimming dragon, like the frost and cold in winter, as fast as the aurora, facing the incoming enemy cold light, fighting each other.

Clang!

The visitor let out a muffled snort, as if slightly startled, then swift as the wind, with thunder in his mouth.

"One sword cuts through the world's wind!"

During Setsuna, the visitor's whole body was calm and automatic, and the petals all over the sky were swept away, leaving Chu He alone.

"Huh? Woman?"

Chu He couldn't help being astonished the moment he saw the person coming.

It's just that the visitor didn't stop because of Chu He's astonishment, only heard the woman's delicate mouth bloom.

"Go to a bunch of green snakes in the sleeves!"

The woman was tactful and elegant, like a sword dancer, she raised her hand, and a sword suddenly flashed out from the sleeve of her green robe, like a green snake roaming, unhappy but sharp.

Chu He frowned, and shouted angrily, "Swipe three thousand miles with one sword!"

Chu He carried his literary energy, turned himself into a sword, shook, and suddenly appeared a few steps away, avoiding the green snake.

Only dodge but not attack.

Not for anything else, just because he felt strange in his heart.

This woman obviously has a fourth-rank cultivation, but she is not a martial arts swordsman, but a Confucian scholar.

Firstly, this woman does not hold a sword in her hand, and secondly, this woman uses a sword, but she still needs to use poetry to control her literary spirit, which is the meaning of the sword.

If the two are combined, it is enough to see that this person is most likely not to be Chen Jiang's subordinate.

If only Wuxiu is present, although the power is extraordinary, but because of different ways, the Confucianists will be aware of it later.

At this time, if you fight with your literary spirit, many great Confucians may have already sensed that when the great Confucianists gather together, this person will only die.

Using literary energy to assassinate the disciples of the outer court in the National Scholars Academy, anyone with a normal mind would not be able to do this.

Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that this woman is an undercover agent in the National Scholars Academy, but she is actually used by Chen Jiang.

Seeing that the attack failed twice, the woman withdrew her hand, with a stern face, and said in a cold voice.

"You are Master Bailong?"

At such a question, Chu He frowned, and asked in a cold voice.

"Who are you? It is a felony to trespass on the National Scholars Academy at this time and hurt the disciples of the outer courtyard!"

The woman snorted coldly, "If I use all my strength, you definitely have no chance to resist, how can you still have a chance to speak in front of me?"

"However, you are also surprised that a mere fifth-grade person, teacher, and talented scholar has such a profound literary spirit, and I underestimate you."

Having said that, Chu He already had a clear idea in his heart.

This person in front of him is probably one of the top ten in the Tianjiao list, and he came here to test his own strength.

Chu He snorted coldly, squinted his eyes and said in a cold voice: "I don't care who you are on the Tianjiao list. If you face the disciples of the outer court with sword intent, I will definitely report this matter to the academy to convict you."