Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 10: First level elementary, comparable to ancestors
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.

In front.

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 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 slightly, 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 actually 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.

sunset.

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 in order to better soar into the sky when it becomes an eagle...

Haha, okay, okay, okay, Ayang, you are worthy of being the Qilinzi unanimously recognized by the clan elders.

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

Uncle Fang said hello three times in a row.

He seemed to have drank a pot of strong wine, and his whole face was red.

In fact, during this assessment, Fang Yang was restrained and was not allowed to be free, so why was Second Uncle Fang the same?

And Fang Yang can understand his good intentions, and Uncle Fang just feels that it is worth it, everything is worth it!
That night.

The moon is deep and the people are quiet.

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

A medium-sized beast control bag can accommodate second-level ferocious beasts and below.

In terms of value, a beast-taming bag of the same quality is often three to five times that of a storage bag.

Because everything a storage bag can do, a beast bag can do.

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

Generally speaking, people who can possess a medium-level beast control bag are basically strong men in the third level!
The reward that Fang Yang received from this assessment was such a medium beast control bag.

In terms of value alone, a medium-sized beast-controlling bag can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan, which is a huge harvest.

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

But if he sells his supplies, he can at least scrape together another thirty thousand yuan.

This is the top-notch treatment that talented children enjoy!
It is definitely not comparable to Mori Hui.

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

The bedroom is dark.

Difficulty seeing.

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

The bronze Yuanhai is 100% complete, and there is also a phantom of a fire eagle sitting there.
Among them, these true essences have almost changed from pure bronze to emerald green.

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

This process does not need to wash away light film, water film and other barriers, it only needs to accumulate slowly.

The existence of the Fire Eagle Phantom benefits Fang Yang, but at the same time makes Fang Yang suffer.

Because he not only needs to transform the true essence, but also needs to make the Fire Eagle phantom grow, which is equivalent to eating two resources!
And this is one of the reasons 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, let's do it together." Fang Yang suddenly thought.

The next moment, in the empty sea of ​​true energy, the phantom of the Fire Eagle opened its eyes.

The phantom of the fire eagle flapped its wings and chirped, rolling up waves of flames, getting higher and higher.

Wow…

The body of the Fire Eagle phantom is gradually elongated, and the flame feathers are becoming more and more lifelike. It is growing!

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

Ten yuan stones.

Twenty yuan stones.

Fifty yuan stones.

With a bang, the endless wave was suddenly swallowed up by the Fire Eagle's shadow. And the posture of the Fire Eagle phantom has become more heroic and profound...

In addition, Fang Yang now sees that the true energy produced in the aperture is all emerald green.

He has finally arrived at the first level of elementary realm!
Seeing this scene, Fang Yang felt happy.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and absorbed the Yuan Stone again. After consuming nearly ten Yuan Stones, the True Yuan Sea in his body was filled up.

And the white light film on the wall of the hollow hole still exists.

When Fang Yang completely breaks through the white light film, it's time to step into the first level.

"Whoo~"

At this moment, Fang Yang took a long breath.

Because he is about to start condensing [Fire Spell] as his natal spell again!
(End of this chapter)