Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Mu Yungui looked at Jiang Shaocai worriedly, and when she couldn't help asking the second time, Jiang Shaocai finally moved. He stretched his fingers to the table and squinted it weakly, indicating that he was okay.

But he still did not straighten up. Mu Yungui looked at him suspiciously, and the master had already started the next sentence. Even though Mu Yungui was full of doubts, he could only turn his eyes back to the book in the end.

Jiang Shaocai's forehead landed on the table. It was probably the first time in his life that he had been so serious about himself.

What did he do wrong, to experience this kind of punishment?

Jiang Shaocai never felt that time had passed so long. The Master was on the stage, because he was too excited, he had already stood up, and he tuned and frustrated the author's confession in the preface. The disciple below followed, with varying voices, some dumbfounded and out of focus, repeating passionately in a voice no less than that of the Master.

For a moment, Jiang Shaoci didn't want to seek revenge on Huan Zhiyuan. He just wanted to leave the Promise faction immediately and never come back to this place for the rest of his life.

The long quarter of an hour finally ended. After the Master finished the recitation, he still had a lot of thoughts. His face flushed with excitement. He took out the array, clicked on it for a while, and said, "The rough reading is over, and the intensive reading is over. Now let me test your understanding. This is a small test. Everyone completes it independently, no whispering is allowed, and the paper is rewinded after half an hour. This test must be taken seriously, the test result is most likely to be related to your rating."

When the disciples heard this, they immediately stood up solemnly. Mu Yun returned to click and opened the jade card, and found that the "assessment" column had been activated. When Mu Yun returned to his spiritual consciousness, a scroll appeared in front of her, and the timing had started automatically next to her.

Mu Yungui quickly settled his mind to do the question. The formation has the effect of preventing others from snooping. Everyone can only see their own scroll, so they are not afraid of cheating. Jiang Shaocai looked at the sky outside, there was still a long time before get out of class was over, he had to find something to pass the time, and simply took out the test papers.

Jiang Shaoci had a hunch before opening the point, and the consequences of opening it were naturally related to the "Qian Kun Tian Ji Jue". Jiang Shaocai glanced roughly at the content, and asked, isn't it for nothing?

Jiang Shaocai half-stuck on the table, tracing through the test papers at will.

"What does it mean?"

This group of waste, is it worth asking? He has written so bluntly, still can't understand?

"What's the meaning of this description of the environment?"

Jiang Shaocai casually wrote that the author of Sword Jue, in order to make up the number of characters, would not look good if it was asymmetrical. As for who the author is, Jiang Shaocai will not admit it anyway.

"The full text mentions kunyu three times and Liujinyu twice. What does the author want to express?"

Jiang Shaocai frowned slightly, trying to remember. These people dug so fine, they didn't tell, he hadn't realized that he had written fish. What was he thinking?

It seems that I ate fish at noon, and I mixed in unconsciously when I wrote it.

The following questions were all sorts of strange, Jiang Shaoci was picking and picking, writing like flying, and finally pulled it to the end. Jiang Shaocai breathed a sigh of relief, and the torture was finally over. At this moment, half of the time was left, Jiang Shaocai didn't even look at it, and submitted it directly.

Mu Yungui was concentrating on the side, and when he heard Jiang Shaoci's movement, he glanced at random and found that he was actually handing in papers. Mu Yungui was taken aback, and asked quickly: "Aren't you checking it?"

Jiang Shaocai was full of confidence and said confidently: "No need."

He writes this kind of thing, still need to check?

Jiang Shaoci leaned on the table for the remaining half of the time, lazy openly. Fortunately, there are jade cards now, and there are endless new news inside, and Jiang Shaocai is not afraid of being bored. As time passed by, the disciples submitted their answers one after another. When the time came, the disciples who hadn't finished the answers were also forced to hand in their papers.

Whispering in class, they were all discussing the test just now. Mu Yungui curled his eyebrows, and asked Jiang Shaocai in a low voice: "There is a question after the test, "Wai Lai is written as "Wai Lai", why?"

Fuliu is the sacred bird of Mount Lutai, but it is written as Fuliu in the prologue, and the question asks why? Mu Yungui thought for a long time, but didn't answer this question.

Jiang Shaocai was embarrassed for a moment, his thin lips pursed, and in the end, these words almost popped out between his teeth: "He made a mistake."

After Jiang Shaocai finished speaking, he felt as if he had died again. He was only thankful that Mu Yungui didn't know that he was the one who wrote this article, otherwise he could consider going back to the South China Sea and burying it.

Therefore, people must read more books, the more ignorant they are, the more frivolous they are. Even if I was embarrassed, I even wrote "writings" to make fun of the ages, causing people who I want to know now to ask me to whip the corpse.

Mu Yungui frowned, feeling very confused: "Wrong?"

An article used as a template must be profound and subtle. Jiang Shaocai actually said that this is a typo?

Jiang Shaocai's brain circuit... is really simple and straightforward.

Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci are discussing the test just now, and the others are also discussing the question. After a while, the master's voice came from above: "Quiet. The answer has been checked, you can see for yourself."

The disciples opened the assessment one after another, and sure enough, their scores had already come out, and the scoring standards were attached next to them. Jiang Shaoci was inattentive at first. He didn't want to bring Mu Yun back with him, so he just opened it and looked at it. Unexpectedly, when he looked down, he saw a line of big scarlet letters.

Ding waited, failed.

Jiang Shaocai slowly raised his eyebrows. He was always begged by others to go to classes and exams, but Jiang Shaoci had little interest. Only his own master would listen to the courses. The rest of the lessons were skipped, and he never went to exams. Occasionally participating in a competition, the organizer will be crazy happy. Finally, he condescended to take a class test, but he failed?

failed?

Since Jiang Shaocai grew up, he has never been second. For any swordsmanship, Jiang Shaoci's approach is correct. If it is not the same as the standard answer, then the answer must be wrong. As a result, now, the mentality that he wrote out of his own, he interpreted it himself, but he still failed?

Jiang Shaocai pressed his eyebrows, his brain hurt with anger. The Master sat on the top, and with a wave of his big hand, an image appeared in front of him. It was classified according to A, B, C, D, and the number of people in each category was clearly displayed.

The master said: "Oh, sure enough, I shouldn't have expectations. You are just ordinary people like the previous disciples, and there are no surprises. Most of them are in the middle two gears. There are no new disciples in the first class. It’s a senior brother and sister who has studied once in previous years. Ah, this year there are still Ding et al. There are two others, which is really outrageous. Oh, one of them didn’t come to class and his grades were empty."

The Master said more and more angry, the disciples under the seat whispered and asked quietly: "Who?"

This is the basic course of swordsmanship, the most important and most difficult course, one is absent and one fails. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but this year the newcomers are so courageous, they are really warriors.

Jiang Shaoci sat with a cold face and expressionlessly. Mu Yungui put away her test paper, and Yu Guang vaguely caught a glimpse of Jiang Shaoci's finger pinching something. She looked intently and found that it was a piece of wood. Mu Yungui looked at the desk in astonishment. Sure enough, a corner of the desk had been crushed by Jiang Shaoci, and it was being crushed into pieces.

Oh my goodness. Mu Yungui quickly swept around, but fortunately everyone was talking about the exam just now, and no one noticed them here. Mu Yungui hurriedly stretched out his hand, holding down Jiang Shaocai's finger that was about to break the corner of the table.

Jiang Shaocai's palm is narrow and long, his fingers are white, and his bones are distinct. After experiencing the devilish tempering, he has become more slender and powerful, and he is very difficult to control. Jiang Shaocai moved manually, Mu Yungui couldn't hold it down, and he simply stepped forward with both hands and held him firmly, with a very clear attitude.

Keep listening to this lesson and stop messing up!

Mu Yungui's body temperature was a little lower than normal, and she had hardly seen her sweat, and even her fingertips were cold. Only the palm has a thin warmth, like a cold jade worn close to the body, it has been in contact for a long time, and it will cover some warm heat.

Jiang Shaocai's irritable heart suddenly calmed down, and he let go of the crumbling corner of the table, but leaned back slightly, so that he could look forward in time. There are people in the world who know the "Universal Secret Art" better than him. He wants to see, how do these people make up?

The Master used to sigh "a generation is not as good as a generation," and then began to lecture cursingly. He took the test questions just now and explained them one by one.

"This sentence wrote two trees. Do you think these are just two trees? No, this sentence seems simple, but it has a deep meaning. There are only 13 words that condense the secrets of heaven. There are some things that cannot be said clearly. The author can only use some seemingly absurd words at the beginning to remind future generations to pay attention. There are five meanings here, the first..."

Jiang Shaocai's eyelids twitched, trying his best to hold back. Next to Mu Yungui hurriedly took out a pen to write, Jiang Shaocai glanced at her, and bumped her arm: "Don't remember, people who write books dare not talk like him."

Mu Yungui patted Jiang Shaocai's hand, still looking at the notes, frowning and saying, "Don't make trouble."

"What's the meaning of this description of the environment? For such a basic question, half of the disciples still couldn't answer the point. How many times I have said that any word here does not appear randomly, especially when the perspective is turned to the scenery. The creator must want to express some meanings that cannot be conveyed in words through the natural and natural scenery. The first sentence seems to be writing about the sky, but it is not. He quoted "Nanshan Lu", "Nanshan Lu" was written by Yu Tianxing In 1959, nine is the number of poles, while the anode is turning, indicating that what the creator really refers to is not the sky, but the earth..."

Mu Yun Guizheng was taking notes seriously, when suddenly he heard the person next to him start to laugh. Mu Yun couldn't bear it, and used his pen to target this noise source. She just poked Jiang Shaoci's side waist, Jiang Shaoci raised his hand to hold her pen, and put his other hand on the brow bone, his chest vibrated slightly, and his laughter was low and light.

Really seeing everything after living a long time, he is really eye-opening today.

Mu Yungui pulled back his pen and warned Jiang Shaocai in a low voice: "Don't laugh, it will be troublesome if the master sees it."

Jiang Shaocai was still smiling, nodding to Mu Yungui casually. Mu Yungui didn't believe him, so he had to talk when he got close. Jiang Shaocai held her shoulders and pushed her back to the seat, saying, "You come over again, he really wants to see."

Mu Yungui quickly glanced in front of him, and seeing that Jiang Shaocai had a little restrained, he lowered his head to write his own things. The people around were either struggling with writing or writing, but Jiang Shaoci held his arms and listened to the master's nonsense with a watchful mentality.

It was too ridiculous, he wanted to hear what else this man could tell.

However, Jiang Shaoci didn't expect it, not the most outrageous, only even more outrageous. More and more mysterious later, because Jiang Shaocai inadvertently mentioned fish five times, the master even went to textualize the origins, bloodlines, habits, and migration paths of kunfish and goldfish. Why does the author only talk about scorpionfish and goldfish but not other fish? Why do you write about kunyu first and then flow goldfish? This must be meaningful.

Even the word that Jiang Shaoci wrote wrongly gave three theories, followed by a long bibliography, using various theories to confirm that the word was not wrong, but contained a unique meaning, but they Haven't penetrated it yet. Jiang Shaocai scanned the bibliography, thinking that if he had this culture back then, why would he make a typo.

In the end, the basic swordsmanship class ended in a rustle. Everyone was busy copying notes, but Jiang Shaoci sat with arms around him and yawned. He saw that Mu Yungui was still quickly recording, and said: "Don't write, it's all nonsense."

Later, the master said quickly, Mu Yungui didn't have time to write them all down, so he probably wrote the key words. She was afraid that she would forget it in a while, so she hurried to fill in the notes while she was still impressed. Mu Yun Guizheng recalled what the Master said, when he heard the sound in his ear, he waved his hand without looking back: "Don't make a noise."

It was too early today, Jiang Shaocai yawned again, water filled his eyes. He closed his eyes and leaned on Mu Yungui's shoulders, trying to stop her from writing, "Really, if you don't read this book, the basics of swordsmanship will be stronger."

He happened to be leaning on Mu Yungui's right shoulder. Mu Yungui was blocked from writing and reached out to push his head. Jiang Shaoci was supposed to be vain, but she implemented it as soon as she pushed it. Mu Yungui couldn't get rid of him no matter what, and slammed him in angrily and helplessly: "Get out of the way."

Jiang Shao didn't move. Mu Yun couldn't bear it, and stretched out his hand to grab his waist. Jiang Shaoci's body strengthened, but unexpectedly ticklish, he hid aside, opened his eyes subconsciously, and grabbed Mu Yungui's wrist.

Jiang Shaocai didn't control his strength, Mu Yungui was dragged forward by him and fell directly onto Jiang Shaocai. Mu Yungui was instinctively looking for a support point, and his hand pressed against Jiang Shaocai's waist. Jiang Shaocai's hand that Jiang Shaocai wanted to help her paused, his whole body suddenly tightened. At this time, an angry shout suddenly sounded from behind: "What are you doing?"