This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

Clear sky.

The sharp cold wind blew across the mountain stream, instantly making the grass and trees all over the mountain rustle.

At the mountain gate of "Junzitang", almost all the disciples gathered together. Although the crowd was bustling, a closer look revealed that they were clearly divided.

His hands were behind his back.

Zhang Xianling was calm and collected, blending in with the group of errand disciples. He looked inconspicuous, but in fact he was secretly observing the movements around him.

On the empty altar platform, a tall and ancient statue of a god leans against the mountain, holding a scroll in his hand, with an immortal look and a solemn and awe-inspiring appearance.

"Junzitang" has always been known for its philosophy of literature, and all its members are well-educated and modest gentlemen.

therefore.

The deity enshrined here is none other than the legendary "Sage of Literature," the only one throughout history who achieved enlightenment through the teachings of Confucianism and Taoism.

Below the statue.

In addition to the sect leader and several elders sitting on high seats, standing in the front row are just a dozen or so prominent sect members.

The next level of inner disciples are located at the back.

As for the small corner area on the outermost edge, it belongs to the outer sect servants with the lowest status in the "Junzitang".

Seeing that all the disciples have arrived.

The old man with white hair and youthful face on the high platform finally stood up slowly. It was Situ Zhong, the current headmaster of "Junzitang". He lifted his sleeves and shouted.

"Bow to the Saint of Literature!"

next moment--

Led by the old man, hundreds of people went to pay homage to the tall statue.

The ceremony is over.

Situ Zhong straightened his sleeves, glanced arrogantly at the disciples in the hall, and muttered in public while shaking his head.

"In the bustling world, the path of cultivation lies, the noble character of a gentleman reflects the lake of the heart. Introspection and self-reflection eliminate distracting thoughts, while cultivating virtue and kindness outside, avoiding worldly corruption..."

There was a pause.

Situ Zhong took a deep breath and continued to warn seriously, "The Three Realms and Four Continents, the heaven and earth are in order. You have entered my Junzi Hall as disciples, and you should concentrate on your cultivation, uphold the righteous path of mankind, and do the deeds of a gentleman. Be sure not to go astray and ruin the reputation of your master and your own future!"

As soon as these words came out.

The disciples appeared extremely respectful, but their voices were unified, and they cheered like thunder.

"Disciple will remember the master's teachings and will not make any mistakes..."

The corners of the mouth twitched.

Zhang Xianling sneered, but he scoffed at this superficial hypocrisy.

Still the same recipe, still the familiar taste.

The imperial examination of "Junzitang" is held every ten years, and the opening remarks are always like this, without any modification to the text.

On the surface, he calls himself a gentleman.

But in reality, the sect was extremely corrupt, with endless open and covert struggles and various factions.

They will do anything for their own interests, and there are many cases where people betray each other. Where is the any kind of benevolence, righteousness, etiquette and morality to speak of?

All that glitters is rotten inside; this is exactly what this group of hypocritical and shameless villains are like.

He nodded with satisfaction.

Situ Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly throughout the whole process, acting like a master. After sitting down again, he gave a wink to another old man beside him.

The latter immediately understood, hurriedly stood up, and announced in a hoarse voice: "The ten-year deadline has expired, and the sect examination has officially begun. All disciples, please come on stage in an orderly manner. Do not disrupt the order!"

Boom~~

As the bell rings.

All the disciples of the "Junzitang" were excited and took action immediately.

The so-called test is actually that everyone goes up to the platform one by one in order of their status.

When one exercises power in front of the stone statue of "Wensheng", the statue will sense it and produce a corresponding vibration frequency according to the strength of the person exercising the power.

In this way, we can judge the approximate level of this person's cultivation.

The first ones to go on stage for the test were naturally the dozen or so people of distinguished status in the "Junzitang".

Most of them are gifted and became disciples of the headmaster or the elders in their early years, becoming the closed disciples who enjoy all the cultivation resources of the sect.

It is conceivable that their progress in cultivation is naturally the greatest and fastest.

"Sequence Chen Haochu, mid-stage Qi Refining Realm, five orifices opened, cultivation increased..."

"Sequence Bai Zizai, mid-stage Qi Refining Realm, seven orifices opened, cultivation increased..."

"Sequence Shen Tuyu, early stage of Qi Refining, four orifices opened, cultivation stagnated..."

As the tests of the sequence disciples came to an end, their results became apparent one after another.

Until a tall figure stepped onto the platform, all the disciples present immediately held their breath and focused their attention on her.

"Look, it's Ouyang Yun!"

"She's really pretty, and I heard she has a very high talent for cultivation..."

"Alas, I can't compare. He is the master's last disciple and is treated very well."

"I heard that Uncle Wang even refined a furnace of elixirs specifically for her for this imperial examination!"

"Isn't that cheating?"

"You know shit. You're cheating by taking the pills, but for others, it's just the icing on the cake. In terms of connections and strength, how can you compare to them?!"

The darling of heaven, the center of everyone's attention.

As soon as Ouyang Yun appeared, the whole team began to whisper.

Drooping eyelids.

Zhang Xianling disagreed. He looked calmly at the arrogant girl on the podium, his heart calm.

She's just a woman, nothing more than a pink skull, she'll only slow down his sword-drawing speed!

As for talent and strength.

With the help of "Anti-Bone Strategy", he now looks down on this arrogant and domineering woman even more.

In time, if Zhang Xianling does not step on others, he will be considered a kind-hearted person.

"Yun'er, don't miss the time..."

He stroked his beard.

The headmaster, Situ Zhong, always smiling, nodded and said softly, "You can begin."

"Yes, Master!"

Bowed respectfully.

Ouyang Yun turned around and raised his head, like a proud little hen. He secretly used his profound skills and stretched out his hand to slap the stone statue on the platform.

hum~~~

The towering stone statue of the "Sage of Literature" trembled incessantly, and the frequency of the vibrations was breathtaking.

"Sequence Ouyang Yun, late stage of Qi Refining, opened nine orifices, and his cultivation increased greatly!"

As soon as the results come out.

This immediately caused exclamations from everyone present, and it was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples.

no doubt.

Among the younger generation of disciples in "Junzitang", Ouyang Yun's cultivation is the most outstanding. In addition, she is the master's closed disciple, so her future prospects are limitless.

Faced with this expected result, Ouyang Yun was naturally very proud, and her already plump breasts unconsciously stood up a little higher.

As for the headmaster Situ Zhong, he nodded with satisfaction, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could not be suppressed at all.

As the examination continued, some people were happy while others were worried.

After nearly ten years of hard work, many disciples have made great progress in their cultivation.

But more people stop moving forward.

This also means that the status of this group of people in the sect will be downgraded in the next ten years, and the related training resources and treatment will also be reduced accordingly.

"Disciple Zhang Xianling, come on stage for the test!"

Finally it's my turn.

Zhang Xianling was extremely calm. He leaped onto the platform and came directly to the towering stone statue of the "Sage of Literature".

There was no attention, no applause, not even any questioning or abuse.

At this moment.

Including the headmaster and the elders on the platform, everyone was chatting and laughing.

Zhang Xianling stood alone in front of the stone statue, like a transparent person, and no one cared about him at all.

"Zhang the rubbish..."

What is unexpected is that——

Ouyang Yun, who was in the audience, was staring at Zhang Xianling intently with a sinister sneer on his face.

"If you are expelled from the sect later, there will be something interesting to watch."

His tone was filled with inexplicable murderous intent.

Ouyang Yun is still brooding over what happened in the bamboo forest medicinal field three days ago.

As a darling of heaven, she would never allow herself to suffer at the hands of such a lowly servant.

As long as Zhang Xianling fails to pass the imperial examination, he will be expelled from the sect as a menial disciple.

At that time, Ouyang Yun could attack him at will, even if it meant taking his life to vent his anger, and no one would have any reason to say anything.

He raised his eyebrows.

Zhang Xianling remained silent, but how could he not see the other party's vicious intentions? Fortunately, he was confident at this moment, so there was naturally nothing to be afraid of.

"Stop dawdling and start the test!" the elder beside him urged impatiently.

Close your eyes.

Zhang Xianling took a deep breath, and the eight extraordinary meridians in his body were instantly filled with true energy, and the vast energy and blood rolled like waves.

Bang~~

But I saw one of them pointing out.

The golden light was fleeting, and immediately broke out from the depths of his brows, flowing unimpeded all the way into the stone statue.

Rumble~~~

Suddenly——

A deafening roar suddenly arose, and the towering stone statue began to tremble wildly, as if it had been hit head-on, shaking from head to toe.

The huge movement almost immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at the statue of the "Sage of Literature" in surprise, their eyes filled with sudden astonishment.

"Miscellaneous disciple, Zhang Xianling..."

He stood there in a daze for a long while.

The sect elder beside him rubbed his eyes desperately, and after confirming again and again, he said tremblingly: "Late stage of Qi Refining Realm, opening ten acupoints... The cultivation level has advanced by leaps and bounds!"

"What!?"

Hear the words.

Led by the headmaster Situ Zhong, a group of sect elders suddenly stood up almost at the same time, with disbelief written all over their faces.

"No, that's impossible!"

Ouyang Yun, who had been plotting revenge, was also shocked.

She never expected that Zhang Xianling would become a dark horse that suddenly emerged, and his cultivation level tested was even more advanced than hers.

Bang~~~

No one has reacted yet.

The towering statue of the "Sage of Literature" reacted violently again.

A powerful airflow burst out from the forehead of the statue, and the shock wave that emerged was like ripples on the water, spreading wildly in all directions.

"Oh my god..."

My legs went weak.

The sect elder on the high platform nearly fell to his knees, trembling with fear as he cried out, "This, this is... the Body Refining Rakshasa Realm!"