A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Too illusory,

After Li Tie, the strongest member of the Seventh Middle School, was cut into thin slices by dozens of silver flying swords, Li Junhao and the others completely let go of their hands and feet, went deep into every corner of the tunnel, spent several hours, and finally won the battle amidst cheers. take an exam.

The illusion gradually collapsed and everyone went back to their homes.

In the invigilation room, Zhang Dingjun and Jin Dazheng gradually became busy.

"Li Junhao, calculate the formation, 20 points, blast to hide the enemy, 10 points, heavy machine gun to cover teammates, 5 points...the total score is 85 points."

Zhang Dingjun was stunned.

Why did this guy's score increase in the more realistic Taixu Illusion Realm?

Then I realized that candidates with a high level of cultural studies were suitable for logistics. As long as they were not sent directly to the battlefield, they could still do a lot of things.

"Zhou Liuchuan, 30 points for detecting key intelligence, 10 points for destroying enemy drones with heavy machine guns...the total score is 92 points."

"Our examiner does not agree with this score."

Zhang Dingjun glanced at the report card and immediately said: "First, they lost, and the score of the loser will be greatly reduced, no matter how good the performance is. Second, the key intelligence of the investigation is too weak. What if there is no important result of the intelligence?" Can it be considered key information? Thirty points is too much..."

"Otherwise, using the power of the Inner Qi Realm warriors to confront many immortal cultivators head-on is exactly the fearless spirit advocated by the Immortal Sect. It is reasonable for the score to be higher..."

Jin Dazheng, the chief instructor of No. 7 Middle School, retorted.

Both parties have their own reasons and will argue on their own. The disputed areas will be reported to the marking teachers in other cities for judgment. They will also judge the controversial papers of teachers in other cities.

After a busy day, I finally finished scoring more than 400 candidates from two schools.

Next is the rating of the Liyun Sect monks.

"The key information of Taixu Illusion Realm has been concealed correctly, and no monks with serious anti-immortal sect tendencies have been found."

The Taixu Illusion Realm Formation Spirit checks itself first and then reports.

"Obedience 6 Combat Ability 6 Cooperation Ability 6 Identity with Immortal Sect Level 1."

Zhang Dingjun gave each of them the lowest score he could give without major principle errors.

"What's wrong?"

The other invigilators frowned when they saw his scores: "Don't work with emotions. The monks of Liyun Sect are quite good at obedience and cooperation. The same is true for resource allocation and historical grievances among various peaks within the sect. It is normal for there to be varying degrees of hatred and opposition, and there is no problem."

"As for some resentment towards the Immortal Sect, that's normal."

"You can't let people be the vanguard and still look grateful. They haven't been under the spell of ecstasy, so that's fine."

“I don’t work with emotion.”

Zhang Dingjun said calmly: "Sects with such high mobility, high explosiveness, and high concealment are not suitable for Taoist soldiers. Compared with the enemy, once they are solved by outsiders, they will become Immortal Sects once they solve the problem of being unable to shield radar waves." The most threatening opponent."

"The best Taoist soldiers are from the small realm of Canghai. Sects like Tianhai Sect are rough-skinned and thick-bodied. They are good at treating and trapping enemies. Even if something happens in the future, they can easily suppress them."

"This is the kind of Taoist soldier that the Immortal Sect should strongly support."

The final exam every year is not only an exam for the students of the Immortal Sect, but also an assessment for the disciples of these protected small circles of the Immortal Sect. Once the ranking drops, the related resource support will also drop, and the tax revenue will increase.

Usually, at least 80% of the resources within the small circle must be turned over, and the resources originally owned by the sect's senior leaders are very limited.

Of course, it is not just the examination that determines the resources of the sect. Meritorious service in battles, the creation of new techniques for cultivating immortals, the discovery of new animals and plants, etc. can also affect the ranking.

"what ever."

The invigilator next to me could not persuade him and left.

"Liyun Sect is also unlucky. If there are too many hawks like you, the materials and ascension immigration quotas that their sect receives every year will be sharply reduced. Fortunately, you are the only one."

Another No. 7 middle school invigilator complained.

The Immortal Sect will accept immigrants from the protected small circles from time to time, and the requirements are very strict. There are multiple checks on indicators such as talent, military exploits, political leanings, and the ability to research and develop immortal cultivation technology.

The monks from the small world flocked to him.

Because only by successfully ascending to the Immigrant Immortal Sect can they be trained with skills and resources above the Golden Elixir. Otherwise, they will stay below the Nascent Soul for the rest of their lives without being able to break through, no matter how incredible their qualifications and understanding are.

“It’s a good thing that there are fewer ascension immigrants.”

The female teacher from the No. 7 Middle School who was grading on the side joined the discussion and disagreed: "Everyone in this room has four spiritual roots and mortals. What are these outside the world? Waste spiritual roots and ants are all seen by the Foundation Establishment Sect. Not on."

"If there are too many immigrants, even those immortals who cultivate shit will clean the streets for me."

"That's true."

"Although we have poor qualifications, our ancestors have made contributions to the Immortal Sect. Our ancestors have made countless sacrifices to build the Immortal Sect. How can they compare with us?"

"That was, three invasion wars by outside sects, four civil wars caused by high-level monks, each time the mortal monks of the immortal sect suffered tens of billions of casualties, but our ancestors survived one by one, establishing a balance in the central array spirit computer The power of high-level monks is to build a composite super formation defense line of thirty-six Tiangang orbits, seventy-two Earthly orbits, aerospace orbital troops..."

…

After returning home and having dinner with his mother Jiang Yuan, Jiang Ding fell into a deep sleep.

I slept for more than ten hours before I woke up. It was already night, and I didn't wake up until Jiang Yuan knocked on the door and came in.

"Ding Ding, do you want to enroll Jiang Yuan in a martial arts class?"

At the dinner table, Lin Wanqiu suddenly said.

Junior high school has an earlier holiday than high school. Jiang Yuan has been playing for more than a week, and the report card has come out. All she can say is that...it is almost the same as when she was in junior high school. There is no doubt that she is a biological daughter.

It would be fine if there was no comparison, it is very reasonable.

But now that I have a mutated son, I feel like I can save him a little more.

"No!"

Jiang Yuan, who was chewing chicken legs, was stunned.

"I haven't even spent my first winter vacation in junior high school yet. You can't do this to me!"

"want."

Jiang Ding answered without hesitation, although he was sure that as long as he grew up, he would definitely be able to pull this little chick up, but she had to have a foundation of her own, otherwise she wouldn't be able to digest it even if she was fed.

"I disagree!"

"You cannot destroy the happy childhood life of the great flower fairy Jiang Yuan!"

Jiang Yuan screamed from the side.

She was still dancing and very angry, but unfortunately no one listened to her and the matter had been decided.

"You will make many new friends in the martial arts cram school."

Lin Wanqiu comforted her: "Besides, after the New Year's Eve, I have to go to work and my brother has to go to an internship. You will be very lonely at home alone..."

"It's the same at home, he practices in his room!"

Jiang Yuan was about to cry.

After dinner,

The family was walking outside. After Jiang Ding practiced the slow digestion sword technique alone for a while, he returned to the room.

In the courtyard of Chizhong Mansion, the sun is shining brightly.

Jiang Ding took back the drone that was about to run out of power, flicked his sleeves, and a golden talisman sword flew out. It was located in the center of the pond. It gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun to temper the sword body, making it shine brightly.

The enemies faced in the exam were either too strong or too weak for the Talisman Sword to be used.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and rested his mind, while the inner Qi circulated back and forth between the twelve main meridians, and then poured into the Governor Vessel, warming, nourishing and tempering the large and small meridians.