Immortality: Devour the Horned Viper at the beginning

The Daqian Dynasty placed great emphasis on imperial examinations. Once a person is named on the gold list, he may be awarded the third generation title.

The title Mrs. is not a simple one. Now there are three ladies in the Hou Mansion. This was a special gift from the imperial court as Hong Xuanji, the Marquis of Wenwu, had repeatedly made great contributions.

Among ordinary wealthy nobles, only the first wife is a madam.

And his mother was just a concubine with a very low status, only a little higher than the maid.

If I win the Jinshi, the court will confer my mother the title of Madam. I wonder who Mrs. Zhao will be...

Hong Yi was thinking about these things, and the hatred flowed in his heart, but he didn't say it out.

He and the unknown master in front of him just met by chance, so naturally he couldn't say too much about some things.

Oh? This is indeed a way out, but do you just want to get ahead in the imperial examination? Although this can make your status higher, it is still a bit difficult to really get ahead through this. Do you want to hear about another way to get ahead? Methods.

Li Bufan asked with a smile on his lips.

Master, please speak!

Hong Yi's eyes lit up. He had also read some strange stories in magazines about cultivators, and the expert in front of him was indeed very miraculous and looked very much like the cultivators described in the book.

That is cultivation. If you practice to develop supernatural powers, you can do all kinds of unimaginable things, such as flying across the sky, uttering thunder, walking a hundred thousand miles in a day, and destroying a country with a single thought. If you can cultivate to the secret realm of immortality, even more Can have a long life.

Li Bufan spoke unhurriedly and said, Although your Daqian dynasty has a vast territory and a population of hundreds of millions, in the eyes of the Immortal Sect, it is just a sandbox mold. People like my master, Taoist Chiyuan, have a heart. With just a thought, the entire Daqian Dynasty can be destroyed a hundred times at any time.

Right now, my practice is about to reach the secret realm of immortality. I will enter the world to travel around and recruit a few disciples. When I set foot in the fairy world in the future, you little guys may also hope to follow me and set foot on that higher level world.

Li Bufan smiled lightly.

The secret realm of immortality! Tens of thousands of years of life!? Can the Daqian Dynasty be destroyed with a single thought?! Is there really such a god in the world? Then why should I take the imperial examination?

Hearing this, Hong Yi's face showed an expression of disbelief.

He had never heard of someone who could destroy a dynasty that spanned thousands of miles with a single thought.

Although he was a concubine in the Marquis of Wu Wen's Mansion, he was not very knowledgeable about books and had some vision. He knew that the whole world was not the royal land, and the Central Plains world naturally belonged to the current Daqian Dynasty, but he did not know that there were still people in the world. There is this master in front of me, and the name of Taoist Chiyuan.

A single thought can destroy the entire Daqian Dynasty a hundred times. What kind of existence is that? I'm afraid that's what the legendary gods are like, right?

And a long life!

You know, a dynasty basically only lasts for more than three hundred years. For example, the predecessor of the Daqian Dynasty, the Dazhou Dynasty, was already in chaos before it even lasted three hundred years, and was eventually replaced by the Daqian Dynasty. .

But now someone told him that a monk in the secret realm of immortality could actually live for ten thousand years. How many dynasty changes would he have to go through?

He hadn't heard anything about it before.

This world is also very big, but it is not the only one in the world. The world we are in now is just one of countless sands. In addition, there are countless worlds. I am from other worlds. .”

Li Bufan looked at Hong Yi, who was getting more and more confused as he listened, and smiled. He waved his hand gently, and immediately the two of them disappeared from the place and arrived in mid-air at a mountain peak thousands of miles away. Then he waved his hand again. With a wave, the sky suddenly changed color, and a map of stars appeared in the sky instantly.

I saw that the originally sunny scene in the sky suddenly changed color, and countless stars hung in the sky, emitting bright light.

Hong Yi looked up at this spectacle in shock and marveled in his heart, he really is an immortal, such magical powers are terrifying!

Well, this is the art of cultivation. Hong Yi and I are destined to be together. Do you want to learn cultivation from me?

After hearing this, Hong Yi hesitated, nodded, and shook his head again, his eyes wandering.

Naturally, he wanted to become a disciple of the god in front of him, but he also had to take part in the imperial examination to fight for his mother's reputation, so he was in a dilemma for a while.

Just tell me what you have to say. As a man like me, there is no need to be coy.

Li Bufan raised his eyebrows. He could certainly see Hong Yi's inner struggles. However, since he had decided to accept Hong Yi as his disciple, he had already guessed it, so his tone was not tough, but rather encouraging.

The master is willing to accept the junior as his disciple, which is a blessing for the junior. The junior also has the intention to accept the master as his teacher. However, the junior now has to take the imperial examination. Can I, after I pass the imperial examination, practice with the master...

Hong Yi had a look of shame on his face. Such an immortal figure was willing to accept him as his disciple, but he still resisted, which seemed to be a bit ignorant.

Haha... Hong Yi, as I said just now, you and I are destined to be together. In this case, I will make an exception and accept you as my disciple. As for the imperial examination, I will not rush you, just work hard.

Li Bufan's hearty laughter resounded through the sky. As he spoke, he moved and took Hong Yi back to Wu Wenhou's mansion.

Disciple Hong Yi pays homage to Master.

I had an experience and returned to the hut in the blink of an eye. Although Hong Yi was still shocked, he was much calmer than before. Looking at Li Bufan standing aside, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully. Ring your head.

Get up.

Li Bufan stretched out his right hand to support Hong Yi's shoulder, lifted him up, and then took a book on the table into his hand. He looked at the Notes from the Thatched Cottage written on the cover of the book and turned the page. When I opened it, I found that it was full of monsters, ghosts, and Taoist priests, so I asked with great interest.

Hong Yi, if you don't read the Four Books and Five Classics when taking the imperial examination, how can you read some miscellaneous books?

The Caotang Notes is a notebook written by Li Yan, the prime minister of the former dynasty. It writes about monsters, Taoist priests, immortals, and female fairies and fox fairies. Although each article talks about these strange stories, in fact, each article is a fable. , worthy of being the prime minister of the previous dynasty and the founder of the Li school of thought. The reason why the disciples want to read the notes in the thatched cottage is because they know that although Li Yan has passed away, most of the people in the court are his disciples. The person who presided over the examination this time, He should also be one of his disciples. If he can figure out the allegorical thoughts expressed by Li Yan through ghosts and foxes and cater to the tastes of his disciples, he will most likely be a high school student.

A cunning look appeared on Hong Yi's face, and he spoke respectfully to Li Bufan. The mastery of human feelings is the writing. The disciples study and take the imperial examination. Naturally, they know that even if the writing is brilliant and does not conform to the examiner's school of thought, it is useless.