I live forever by seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.

Three days later.

Uncle Fang's assessment came on time.

However, Second Uncle Fang didn't seem to be in such a happy mood, because he was not smiling as brightly as before.

"This assessment is divided into three parts, one is proofreading of the written text, the other is taking herbs by hand, and the third is answering questions immediately."

"To compare the pros and cons of these three items, first look at right and wrong, and then look at time."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Fang sat down at the examiner's table at the front door of the hall. The carved red flower chair seemed to be unable to bear his weight and made a squeaking sound.

Opposite them were Fang Yang and Sen Hui in front of the candidates' table.

In fact, although there are not many young men from the Changkong clan who come to Cangmu Banner, it is not none.

Second Uncle Fang finally got the opportunity for Fang Yang and Sen Hui to learn and grow together alone. As a result, Fang Yang almost "screwed up", which made Uncle Fang very angry.

Fang Yang felt his second uncle's gaze and turned a blind eye.

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the ink pen, and immediately wrote furiously on the test paper on the desk.

[The flavor of Yunhai Ganoderma? Pungent/bitter/sour/sweet】

Isn't this going to be a sub-question? Fang Yang didn't even think about it and just drew a circle in front of [Wei Xin].

[The auxiliary medicine of the third-level Huayun Pill is...]

[The main medicine of the fourth-level blood-quenching pill is...]

For Fang Yang, as a time traveler, taking exams and so on is simply a piece of cake, a piece of cake~

As a result, Fang Yang started writing very fast.

Mori Hui, on the other hand, was thinking over and over again and was a little sweaty.

In a battle between masters, the slightest difference is fatal.

To a certain extent, Fang Yang was cheating with this assessment method.

ahead.

As the examiner, Uncle Fang narrowed his eyes and examined Fang Yang and Sen Hui.

Not long after, Uncle Fang discovered that Fang Yang basically answered correctly, and his speed was almost twice that of Sen Hui, which was far ahead!

Fang Yang's talent makes Second Uncle Fang happy, but also a little helpless.

"Ahem." Uncle Fang coughed twice, trying to remind Fang Yang not to put too much pressure on Sen Hui. If possible, it would not be possible to release the water.

But Fang Yang found the joy of answering questions in his previous life and didn't notice Uncle Fang's unusual movements at all.

On the contrary, it was Sen Hui who looked like she was crying anxiously because of Uncle Fang's actions.

Her eyes were reddish, her green-white hands were trembling, and her handwriting was crooked and lifeless.

Compared with Fang Yang, there is a huge difference.

Obviously, as a "student master", Mori Hui felt the terrible oppression emanating from the "super academic master" Fang Yang!

"It is a good thing to have the style of our ancestors, but it is also a bad thing. Our Fang family has long lost its glory. If you want to truly become a saint, you must not be heroic for a while."

Uncle Fang said silently.

Immediately, Uncle Fang gently held his right hand, and the lavender true energy circulated in the dark.

A breeze suddenly blew from outside the hall and flowed into the hall, bringing a little bit of coolness.

The breeze relieved Sen Hui's anxiety, but put Fang Yang into a difficult situation.

Because the ink pen in Fang Yang's hand suddenly became as heavy as a mountain, and he could no longer use it freely.

Such a state immediately brought Fang Yang back to his senses.

Fang Yang raised his head and looked at his second uncle in the distance, but all he saw was that second uncle Fang shook his head gently, indicating that he should hold it down.

Seeing this, Fang Yang had no choice but to sigh in his heart and said: "On the road of cultivation, there are not only fights and killings, but also human relationships..."

Fang Yang put down his ink pen, pretending to be studying the ink and thinking about it, but in reality he was resting his mind.

Sen Hui on the side felt that Fang Yang's progress in answering questions had slowed down. She immediately became more confident and her fighting spirit came back little by little.

Beside the examiner's desk.

As a bystander, Lingfang was thoughtful when she saw this situation, but did not dare to say anything more.

Under such circumstances, the assessment proceeds very quickly.

In the proofreading stage, both of them met the standard almost perfectly, but Mori Ai narrowly won by handing in the paper in less than half a quarter of an hour.

In the stage of taking herbs, both of them almost reached the standard perfectly, but this time, Fang Yang narrowly won.

Fang Yang and Sen Hui each have their own victory or defeat, so the immediate answer in the third stage is very critical.

During the immediate answering phase, the two struggled repeatedly, which made the bystander Lingfang find it quite thrilling.

But in the end, Sen Hui narrowly won because Fang Yang answered "wrong" three questions, one more than Sen Hui.

Faced with such an intense and exciting examination, Mori Hui almost collapsed and was almost flat against the desk.

It can only be said that the sense of oppression Fang Yang brought to her was too sufficient and exciting!

At this moment, her heart was still pounding, and a feeling she had never felt before came to her.

I'm scared, excited, and even a little proud!

A mixture of emotions made her feel strange, even dizzy.

But in this state, she really didn't have the strength to say anything harsh to Fang Yang.

The sun sets.

Evening sunset.

Lingfang accompanied Sen Hui, who had received the reward, to leave the Thirteenth Hall of the Medicine Hall.

Fang Yang and his second uncle were the only ones left in the palace.

At this moment, the two uncles stood side by side, looking at the sky.

Fang Yang's posture was still upright, like a spear or a sword, and he did not collapse from the test like Sen Hui did.

Uncle Fang has a broad and strong physique, but his back is a little curved, and there is always a faint medicinal aura about him.

"Ayang, do you think your second uncle is a little weak?"

"No. The young eagle avoids the harsh cold wind in order to better soar into the sky when it becomes an eagle."

"The young eagle avoids the harsh cold wind so that it can soar better into the sky after becoming an eagle...

Haha, good, good, good, Ah Yang, you are worthy of being the son of the unicorn recognized by the elders.

I underestimated you, you are indeed comparable to our ancestors!"

Uncle Fang said three times in a row.

He looked like he had drunk a pot of strong liquor, and his whole face was red.

In fact, in this assessment, Fang Yang was bound and had no freedom, and so was Uncle Fang.

And Fang Yang could understand his good intentions, and Uncle Fang felt that it was worth it, everything was worth it!

It was night.

The moon was deep and the people were quiet.

Fang Yang closed the door tightly, put the white-feathered eagle into the medium-level beast-controlling bag, and then sat cross-legged on the bed.

The medium-level beast-controlling bag can accommodate second-level fierce beasts and below.

In terms of value, beast-controlling bags of the same quality are often three to five times that of storage bags.

Because what the storage bag can do, the beast-controlling bag can do.

What the beast-controlling bag can do, the storage bag cannot.

Generally speaking, those who can own a medium-level beast-controlling bag are basically strong people in the third level!

And the reward Fang Yang received in this assessment is such a medium-level beast-controlling bag.

In terms of value alone, a medium-level beast-controlling bag is enough to be hyped up to tens of thousands of yuan stones, which is a rich harvest.

Although, thanks to this assessment, Fang Yang now has more than 300 yuan stones.

But if he sells the materials, he can at least get another 30,000 yuan stones.

This is the top treatment enjoyed by genius children!

It is definitely not comparable to Sen Hui.

He Fang Yang is the young genius of the Fang family!

The bedroom is dark.

It is difficult to see.

Fang Yang closed his eyes and immersed his mind in the void.

A 100% bronze Yuanhai, and a phantom of a fire eagle sitting in charge.

Among them, these true essences have almost changed from pure bronze to emerald green.

Once the color of the true essence turns into emerald green, it proves that Fang Yang has accumulated enough and is a first-level elementary practitioner.

This process does not require washing light film, water film and other barriers, just slowly accumulating.

The existence of the Fire Eagle Phantom benefits Fang Yang, but also makes Fang Yang suffer.

Because he must not only transform the true essence, but also make the Fire Eagle Phantom stronger, which is equivalent to eating two portions of resources!

And this is also a major reason why practitioners with spiritual bodies are stronger than ordinary practitioners.

Otherwise, he would have been a first-level elementary practitioner.

"Good things come in pairs, just do it in one go." Fang Yang's thoughts suddenly came to mind.

The next moment, in the sea of ​​​​empty true essence, the Fire Eagle Phantom opened his eyes.

The Fire Eagle Phantom flapped its wings and cried, rolling up layers of flames, higher and higher.

Hualala...

The body of the Fire Eagle Phantom was gradually stretched, and the flame feathers became more and more lifelike. It was growing!

"It's consumed so quickly." Fang Yang sighed, and immediately held a piece of Yuanshi in each hand to extract the true essence.

Ten Yuanshi.

Twenty Yuanshi.

Fifty Yuanshi.

With a bang, the surging waves were swallowed up by the phantom of the Fire Eagle. And the posture of the phantom of the Fire Eagle became more heroic and profound...

In addition, the true essence produced by Fang Yang's empty cavity now is all emerald green.

He has finally arrived at the first-order elementary realm!

Seeing this scene, Fang Yang was happy.

He suppressed his excitement and absorbed Yuanshi again. After consuming nearly ten Yuanshi, the true essence sea in his body was filled.

And the white light film around the wall of the empty cavity still exists.

When Fang Yang completely breaks through the white light film, it will be the time to step into the first-order intermediate.

"Hu~"

At this moment, Fang Yang exhaled.

Because he was about to start condensing [Flame Law] as his life spell again!