Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

The first snow in late autumn came suddenly in this quiet night.

　　 The little snow, like catkins, flies between the sky and the earth, falling on the heads of dead branches, on the buds of plums, and on the glazed tiles of the palace, bringing a different kind of poetry to the entire Chang'an.

　　 In front of the towering and magnificent Tai Chi Palace, Baiyu Square is quiet.

　　 In the east of the night sky, it appeared as if thick ink was smeared on rice paper, from top to bottom, until the ink was fading and moist white.

　　 On the ring, the youth in Qingshan looked up at Chuxue, smiling like a flower.

　　 seems to be the focus of the whole world at this moment.

　　 Everyone was silent and speechless. Even if the battle for the champion had come to an end, there was no blood, and there was even a little spring breeze blowing on his face, which made people smile comfortably.

　　 is not like a fight between dragons and tigers, but more like a dance, which is pleasing to the eye.

　　Especially when Fang Lang's fingers crushed Jiang Linglong's veil, the girl's face was exposed to the world, which made the stars dull.

　　 In front of the Tai Chi Palace, the eldest prince sat quietly, Li Pu expressionless, Lu Taixuan drinking wine "grumbling", around the hundred officials, some people stroked their palms, some exclaimed, and some had endless aftertastes.

　　 Among the top ten sect masters, some frowned, some smiled at the corners of their mouths, and some had gleaming eyes.

　　 There is something special about the contest for the champion this year. There is no fight for you to die or die, but it has a poetic and picturesque beauty, but... it is different and interesting.

　　 But, anyway, at this moment in the competition, the number one winner of the Datang Scientific Examination was released.

　　 holding the sword towards the small sword, standing stupidly in the broken snow, looking at the young man standing on the ring, he was a little dazed, after the trance, his face wrinkled.

　　This son... how did he become the champion? !

　　 He is still planning to wait for Fang Lang to fail the scientific examination, so he will be obediently ascending to Jianshu.

　　 Now... I have to grab someone!

　　 Chao Xiaojianxin is tired, he is obviously a duck that he has cooked, and now he wants to grab someone.

　　 He glanced at Su Yunyu, whose eyes were almost shining, then glanced at the Sect Masters of other sects, seemingly moved.

　　 Looking at Xiaojian thoughtfully, Fang Lang, a kid who is crazy about swords, must not go to other sects to waste time and waste the talent of the sword.

　　 This son, has a destiny with Jian Shuzong!

　　 It snowed all night and the weather was cold.

　　 Fang Lang stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Linglong from the ring.

　　 The girl's condensed fat forehead was bounced by Fang Lang, and it was a little red at the moment, like a smoldering cloud in the evening.

　　 Jiang Linglong's eyes are like stars, with a little shame.

　　 Fight as long as you fight, why hit the forehead!

　　 Although he lost, Jiang Linglong wasn't too angry, but... it would be too much to be bounced in the head.

　　 That kind of wind and snow, won't you let go of your head? !

　　 Jiang Linglong was angry in her heart, but the anger came quickly and went quickly. He just couldn't laugh or cry. Sometimes Fang Lang was as naughty as her mother.

　　 "Congratulations."

　　 Jiang Linglong regained the appearance of a cold iceberg and said lightly.

Fang Lang prevailed. At the beginning, in the lobby of the Qianfei Pavilion, the young man who could only look up to her, holding a sword, split the wind and snow that enveloped her, appeared in front of her with a powerful posture, and appeared in front of her. In front of the world.

　　 Three years of hard study, no one knows, once the champion is known in the world.

　　 Jiang Linglong didn't keep her hands, but Fang Lang's flamboyant fighting skills still surprised her.

Jian Xiu, Wufu, Warlock, Confucian... the different systems around were all played out by Fang Lang. He seems to have the ability to copy the techniques of others, can learn the essence of various systems, and then burst out different things. Sparks.

　　 Jiang Linglong was broken like this.

　　 Maybe this is the special feature of Fang Lang's purple product that was difficult to produce in thousands of years?

　　 However, in fact, the main thing Fang Lang was able to win was at the last moment, suppressing her sword intent to unite the four seasons.

　　 If he had never suppressed this ray of sword intent, Jiang Linglong's four seasons would be one, and he could do everything.

　　 However, if there is no if, Fang Lang may also have some secrets, and he has demonstrated its extraordinary since he could pull the Lotus Sword.

　　 So, as the last resort, Jiang Linglong was convinced that he lost, but the only unhappy thing was that Fang Lang suppressed her with martial arts, which was too rough.

　　 "Tongxi."

　　 Fang Lang smiled.

　　The fight for the champion was actually only the champion. Although Jiang Linglong was defeated, he was also ranked second.

　　 Jiang Linglong's eyes are curved into crescents, and her red lips are slightly raised.

　　 Fang Lang also smiled kindly.

　　 Afterwards, Fang Lang took Liansheng and the Obsidian Sword back into the sword case, and together with Jiang Linglong, walked off the ring.

　　……

　　……

　　A corner of Baiyu Square.

　　 Princess Pei was wearing a red cloak, rubbing her hands and pursing her red lips.

　　 There are some dazzling eyes, Fang Lang and Jiang Linglong's battle, she is dazzled by the look of her, and finally the tornado is up on the flat ground, and the two soars up, and finally, in the snow and snow, fall to the ground.

"so beautiful."

　　 Princess Pei whispered.

　　 This kind of battle is really intoxicating.

　　 "Little Fang won?"

　　 "Has Xiao Fang become the champion?"

　　 Aside, his ears are red and swollen, but Pei Liao, who maintains a cool image, holds a leather scabbard, and said coldly: "Linglong said it was a loss, but it is not a loss."

　　 "Linglong still has a hole card, but although this hole card burst can be won, it is not necessary."

　　 "With Linglong's pride, I can't do such a thing."

　　 Princess Pei did not hear his explanation.

　　 Soon, surprised, turned around and grabbed Pei Liao's ear, his face was full of movement.

　　 "Ah! Ling'er actually lost!"

　　 Pei Liao: "……"

　　 Stupid second sister, I don’t want to talk to you.

　　……

　　……

　　 Although the battle for the champion has ended, the competition has not yet ended.

　　 Then there will be the final flower-searching battle of Sanding A.

　　Wei Sheng vs. Ximen Xianxian, although it is not a fight for the champion, the battle between the two is also very lively.

　　 Wei Sheng exploded with blood talent, his body swelled, and the black knife was swinging, splitting the air, tearing the snow, and filling the ring with broken snow.

　　 And Ximen Xianxian is not afraid of fear, awe-inspiring, turning white python entrenched all around, righteous, Confucian shirt flowing, and unrestrained like an immortal.

　　 "Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds!"

　　 Ximen Xianxian chanted deeply, raising his hand and pressing down, three tornadoes rose on the ground, like a black cloud pressing down on the city.

　　 Countless Shirayuki was caught in the tornado, adding a bit of power.

　　 turned into a three-headed white dragon, roaring and smashing at Wei Sheng. Wei Sheng was full of energy and blood, and his spine was like a dragon. There was endless crisp noise in the collision.

　　 It seems to step on the snow and climb into the air, slashing three dragons with a knife!

　　 This battle is also very fierce. Ximen Xianxian poems are rolling. Without Fang Lang, he can come to him at any time with a famous poem and cut him to cast spells. His strength is fully revealed.

　　 Wei Sheng naturally didn't have a full stomach, so he could only swing his sword and let out the orthodox roar of Wu Fu.

　　 The final result was beyond everyone's expectations.

　　 Wei Sheng was covered with bruises and blood, but he approached Ximen Xianxian.

　　 Ximen Xianxian's face turned pale, his Confucian shirt hunted and fluttered, and he simply gave in.

　　 Compared with Wei Sheng's **** body, Ximen Xianxian was just a little more pale with excessive indulgence.

　　 This makes Wei Sheng win and it is very upset.

　　 Sure enough, it's better to fight with Takeo, scholars or something, I hate it the most!

　　 This battle is over, and the top three in this scientific expedition are released.

　　 Fang Lang, No. 1 champion, Jiang Linglong, Tang Hua Wei Sheng!

　　 Then, there were some loser group battles to determine the ranking, but they were not taken seriously.

　　 When all the battles are over, the sky is bright and white snow is flying, covering the entire Chang'an with a piece of silver.

"when--"

　　 A bell from the depths of the imperial city rang.

　　 means that the scientific expedition has finally come to an end.

　　……

　　……

　　 The palace walls are towering, the glazed tiles are covered with a layer of cotton white fine snow, and many golden autumn leaves hanging on the branches are also knocked down by the fine snow, and gradually wiped out the traces of late autumn.

　　 Between the pavilions and the buildings, there is snow.

　　 The three princes sat silently, listening to the blue-clad **** shivering underneath, and returned information about the final result of the Imperial Examination on Baiyu Square.

　　 "Fang Lang defeated Ximen Xianxian and Jiang Linglong...the leader of the palace test, the champion of the college exam?"

　　 "He... is the champion?"

　　 The third prince was not as angry as he thought when he heard the news.

　　 just calmly looked at the lake covered by the first snow.

　　 I didn't expect that this son would actually be able to make a prominence in the palace exam and eventually win the position of champion.

　　 The three princes were puzzled, he couldn't understand.

　　 However, he knew... Fang Lang became the number one winner, and this Chang'an situation might have to be rolled up.

　　 He turned his head and looked in the direction of Prince Wu's Mansion, his eyes seemed to have crossed the cornices, over the glazed tiles, and pierced through the flying snow, and saw a burly figure sitting in a lonely courtyard with a disheveled head.

　　 "Jiang family...will they change their situation because of this kid?"

　　 His faction has suppressed King Wu for so long, is it because of this kid that the Jiang family will come back?

　　He...no!

　　 The eyes of the three princes suddenly sharpened.

　　 "Come here, prepare paper and pen, and spread the letter flying sword in space."

　　 The three princes stood up, the plain robe was flying, and said.

　　 "Hey."

　　, the little blue **** who was kneeling down was relieved when he heard the words, Fang Lang won the number one prize, and that the three princes had never been angry.

　　 The anxiety in his heart finally relaxed.

　　 As for preparing paper and pen, he just did as instructed.

　　 The little blue **** retired, and the third prince went to the study.

　　 There is an unfolded letter paper in the study, and the three princes have a cold face, picking up a pen, swallowing ink all over.

　　 then wrote down.

　　咻咻咻!

There was space fluctuations and spread, and the majestic art circle hovered, seeming to distorted the space. In an instant, the art circle appeared from hundreds of miles away. With a blast, a flying sword came out of the art circle, shooting out at speed, galloping. Traveling hundreds of miles to drill into the space formation again, jumps one after another.

　　 Across the mountains and rivers thousands of miles, flew towards the frontier fortress of Datang.

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　　 Xiaoxue has brought a chill.

　　 Under the white jade pill, the candidates who finished the hall test of Wubi, stood in line.

　　 is waiting for the next arrangement.

　　 Little snow fell on the shoulders of the candidates, and the tips of their hair and nose finally melted into cold snow, but everyone did not move and stood quietly.

　　 Fang Lang stood in the first place, his eyes slightly open.

　　He is exploring the harvest this time.

　　 "Ding! Congratulations to the host and Jiang Linglong, the fettered object, for meeting in the battle for the champion, triggering the great event of cultivation, and obtaining [Small Forbidden Spell·Sword Thunder].

　　 "Ding! Congratulations to the host and the fettered object Jiang Linglong for reaching the top three in the academic examination, triggering passive spiritual practice, conducting in-depth exchanges related to spiritual practice, and obtaining [Meditation Card × 3]."

　　 "Ding! Congratulations to the host and the fettered object Wei Sheng, for reaching the top three in the scientific examination, triggering passive spiritual practice, conducting in-depth exchanges related to spiritual practice, and obtaining [Alchemy (Alchemy Specialization)]."

　　 "Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning the No. 1 in the scientific research. The mission is over and he has obtained the exercise "The Book of Ten Thousand Swords" (Volume 1)."

　　……

　　 In my mind, the system prompts are constantly resounding.

　　 This is the sound of harvest!

　　 Fang Lang felt relieved when he heard it.

　　 I have to say that two of the system prompts are related to old ginger, and they are indeed old ginger. As he expected, they are very squeezed!

　　 Unexpectedly, there are rewards for joining the top three with Wei Sheng.

　　 As for Liu Bubai and Ni Wen, who are at the bottom of the rankings, they can't resonate with each other, but they are a little bit regretful.

　　 The rewards this time are all good things, Fang Lang glanced at it, his heart surged.

　　Especially after completing the challenge task, I finally got the exercise reward.

　　 You should know that the exercises are quite important in the Tang Dynasty, and they are all mastered by the various sects and the court.

　　 Ordinary people are not qualified to practice the exercises at all, do not show up in the scientific examinations, or enter the sect, they may not have access to the exercises for life.

　　 Fang Lang explored the rewards he had obtained.

　　 In the outside world, the atmosphere seemed to gradually become warmer.

　　Civil and military officials, as well as the masters of various sects, stood up one after another, looking solemnly towards the Taiji Palace.

　　 The chief **** first wrote the ranking of this scientific expedition on yellow paper, then held it and walked cautiously into the Taiji Hall.

　　 After a while, the chief **** slowly walked out, and his figure appeared in front of the Tai Chi Palace.

　　The old **** had white hair on both temples, and he glanced at the candidates under Bai Yudan.

　　 flicked the dust.

　　 spoke loudly, like a thunderbolt, and seemed to shatter the sky and snow.

　　 "Xuan! The top three in scientific research enter the hall!"

　　 Like a stone shook a thousand waves, the voice of the old **** suddenly became extremely loud, spreading in every corner of the imperial city.

Even along the imperial road, along the Zhuquemen, Zhuque Avenue spreads all the way out~www.ltnovel.com~ and spread to thousands of households, so that the whole Changan will wake up in the early winter morning, knowing that the top three in scientific research are out, and will enter Tai Chi Holy temple!

　　 In front of the Taiji Palace, above the Baiyu Danchi, the great prince pays attention.

　　 All the civil and military officials are all arching their hands towards the hall.

　　 The chief eunuch's sight fell on Fang Lang, Jiang Linglong and Wei Sheng, with a smile on their wrinkled faces like Huanglian Laogen.

　　 "Three, please."

　　 The words fell, smiling at the three of them.

　　 Baiyu Danchi reflects the glory of the first snow.

　　 The world is silent.

　　 Fang Lang looked at Jiang Linglong, and Jiang Linglong nodded.

　　 Afterwards, Fang Lang dusted the Tsing Yi on his body, and took a step forward slowly.

　　 set foot on the white jade panda covered with snow.

　　 Suddenly there was wind in the sky and the snow fluttered.

　　 Blow away all the snow on the white jade stairs.

　　 Fang Lang's eyes were firm, and step by step, he climbed straight up the ladder. Behind him, Jiang Linglong and Wei Sheng also followed slowly.

　　 The three people are among the top three in this field of the Tang Dynasty, representing the three most enchanting people in this session.

　　 set foot in the palace overlooking the entire Tang Dynasty.