Binding to Geniuses To Become Stronger

　　 The sunset, the streets, the sky is full of colorful clouds.

　　 Broken porcelain bowl, pale woman.

　　 seems to be frozen into a realistic oil painting, beautiful and flawless, but when you look closer, it is full of flaws under the canvas.

　　 Fang Lang glanced at the beautiful woman suspiciously.

　　Ni Wen was sluggish, and his brain buzzed for an instant. The panic in his eyes was like an overturned tea bowl, overflowing with tea.

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

　　 Ni Wen shrank her head, her lips trembled slightly, she looked at the beautiful woman, and shouted timidly.

　　 Fang Lang was stunned, Aniang?

　　 Is this beautiful woman Ni Wen's mother?

　　 The people around are like running water, horses are like dragons, as if the fast forward button has been pressed, like colorful neon lights.

　　On the main street, only Fang Lang, Ni Wen, and Ni Ma remain.

　　 The atmosphere was inexplicably embarrassing.

　　 Fang Lang subconsciously retracted Ni Wen's hand and rubbed his daughter's head in front of Ni's mother. It was a bit unsuitable.

　　 Why is it a bit like catching the scene?

　　 Fang Lang glanced at Ni Wen, who seemed terrified, and her petite body was trembling.

　　 Looking at the beautiful woman staring straight at Ni Wen, Fang Lang showed a harmless smile.

　　 "Auntie, I am Ni Wen's classmate."

　　 "Waves below, you can always be square, the waves that travel the world."

　　 Fang Lang smiled.

　　 First of all, we must remain calm, not panic, not show timidity, and be open and open, with a clear conscience.

　　 The beautiful woman still has a cold face at Shang Lang's gentle smile.

　　 "Girl, come here."

　　 Ni Ma pressed her voice and said.

　　 She exhorted her a thousand times, and she told her, but why is this girl not listening?

　　 Still entangled with rich kids?

　　 She has dressed Ni Wen so tacky, so old-fashioned, why is it so?

　　 The picture of Fang Lang rubbing Ni Wen's head under the sunset just now, like a steel needle piercing her heart, like a reincarnation, that was the beginning of her nightmare.

　　 But... Now, is all this going to reappear in her daughter?

　　 Why did God deceive our mother and daughter like this? !

　　 There is endless sorrow in the beautiful woman's heart. The fatigue of life has not overwhelmed her, has never made her cry, but at this moment, it is hitting her heart hard, causing the tears in her eyes to roll down.

　　 She didn't question, didn't yell at her, and some were just helpless to fate.

　　 "Aniang... Aniang doesn't cry..."

Ni Wen saw the beautiful woman’s uncontrollable tears in the sunset, and she was completely panicked. She rushed to the beautiful woman, helped the beautiful woman clean up the bowl, picked up the shoulder, and took the beautiful woman away and disappeared. Long street.

　　 The setting sun slanted west, pulling the figure of the mother and daughter who depended on each other very long, very long.

　　 Fang Lang stood in a daze.

　　 Looking at the mother and daughter disappearing in the long street, the mood was a little depressed for a while.

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　　 The moon is scarce, and the black magpie flies south.

　　The autumn is high and fresh, and the moonlight shines on the ground with frost.

　　 Fang Lang didn't think about Ni Ma and Ni Wen anymore, mainly because it didn't help.

　　 With Yuehua on the bed, cross-legged on the bed, holding the spiritual crystal in his palm, and when the three bonds are activated, the spiritual energy in the spiritual crystal is extracted and involved like flowing water.

　　 Now Fang Lang is a three-stage swordsman, a lower-grade spirit crystal's aura poured into his body, and the effect was not significant.

　　 At the sword master level, it is one thing to absorb aura, but the more important thing is to pay attention to the transformation of aura to sword aura.

　　 When the aura in the dantian is transformed into ten percent sword aura, it means that it has the qualification for the third rank of the sword repair profession.

　　 Fang Lang moved his mind and called up Jiang Linglong's system panel.

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　　 Fetters: Jiang Linglong

　　 Age: 15

　　 Xiu: Nine Duan Sword Master (Second Grade of Jian Xiu)

　　 root bone: 55 (gold)

　　 Practice speed: 15 lower-grade spirit crystals/hour

　　 Conversion speed: 10 strands/hour (Aura → Sword Qi)

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　　 Jiang Linglong's cultivation base has been improved again, he has reached the nine-stage swordsman, and the aura absorption speed has also increased a lot!

　　 The most important thing is that as Fang Lang's cultivation base stepped into the sword master level, there was also an extra column in the fetter object panel, the speed column for the aura to the sword aura.

　　 The binding of the fettered object also adds to this.

　　 It's a pity, even if there is a bonus, but there is no practice method, the conversion speed of sword energy is still very slow.

　　 Fang Lang calmed his mind and planned to continue practicing.

　　 there was a slight knock on the door.

　　 Lao Fang yelled softly outside the door, Fang Lang got up and opened the door, Lao Fang holding the bowl of warm chaos, smiled and walked in.

　　 "A combination of work and rest, relaxation and relaxation is the way to practice, come and eat a bowl of wonton."

　　 "Scientific exams are coming soon. If you need to relax, just relax. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Let's try our best."

　　 Old Fang smiled.

　　 Fang Lang was not polite, he sat down and started eating.

　　 Lao Fang looked at Fang Lang eating with a smile, and Fang Lang's efforts during this period were all in his eyes.

　　 He didn't know why Fang Lang worked so hard, but as a father, he would only support his son unconditionally.

　　 Even though, Lao Fang felt that even if Fang Lang failed his scientific examination, he would still be able to provide Fang Lang with a fortune that could last his life.

　　 After Fang Lang finished eating, he only felt warm in his belly. Lao Fang did not rush to clean up the dishes, chatting with Fang Lang, obviously wanting to help Fang Lang relieve his tension.

　　 Fang Lang laughed a little, but he didn't resist much, and chatted a lot with Lao Fang.

　　 The moon is getting darker and the stars are rustling in the night sky.

　　 After Lao Fang took the bowl and left with a yawn, Fang Lang sat cross-legged on the bed again, looking at the white sky rising out of the sky, slowly exhaling, digging out a spiritual crystal, and continuing to absorb the aura.

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　　 276 years of the Tang Dynasty calendar.

　　 It rains on the ninth day of August.

　　 The triennial Datang Scientific Examination, with a long autumn rain, arrived as scheduled.

　　 Autumn wind and autumn rain are sad.

　　 The patter of autumn rain is like a big net, which covers the entire Luojiang City.

　　 It was like in front of the door, and Lao Fang had already prepared the carriage driver early. Today is Fang Lang's day to participate in the scientific expedition. How can he not care?

　　 He went to bed early last night and deliberately turned off all business entertainment, just to send Fang Lang into the examination room in person today.

　　 Lao Fang was holding an umbrella for Fang Lang, his face was nervous, Qiu Yu wet his half-shoulder shirt, but he didn't care at all, and couldn't help Fang Lang not to be nervous.

　　 Fang Lang is a little helpless, obviously you are more nervous than me. To be honest, he is not worried about the scientific examination in Luojiang City. What he cares about is the palace examination after entering Beijing.

　　 As for whether he can enter the palace exam, Fang Lang is still somewhat confident in his current strength.

The wheels of the carriage smashed the autumn rain and autumn leaves on the ground, driving on the main street of Luojiang City. Both sides of the street became much quieter. There were officials on patrol against the autumn rain, expelling some hawkers who had occupied the land randomly, and let Luojiang City. They have become much quieter, giving the students a quiet environment.

　　 Luojiang Gongyuan.

　　 Gongyuan is a place specially used for scientific research. It is open once every three years. Most cities do not have Gongyuan. Therefore, many college students from other regions will rush to the nearest city of Gongyuan before the scientific examination.

　　 When the Fang Mansion’s carriage traveled to the Gongyuan, there were already a crowd of people in front of the Gongyuan. The parents who sent the exams, the attendants who accompanied them, and the students who participated in the scientific examinations, in general, there were about 10,000 or 20,000 people.

　　 is not a small number, making the Luojiang Gongyuan, which is located in the hazy autumn rain, crowded and noisy.

　　 Fortunately, the official staff of the government personally dispatched to clear the road for the candidates, leading to the gate of Gongyuan, which stabilized the order a lot.

　　 "Son, relax and do your best. Let's not regret it!"

　　 "I really can't pass the test, so let's go home. Dad has prepared ten thousand acres of fertile fields, five restaurants, Sanjofang City... Don't have too much burden!"

　　 The old Fang held his umbrella nervously and said.

　　 The words fell, and the parents of several candidates who accompanied the test glanced over silently.

Fang Lang smiled and responded to what the old party said. Then he dusted off a drop of autumn rain on his green shirt, took out the test sticker and strode towards the Gongyuan, in front of the vermilion Gongyuan gate, took out the test sticker, after the official confirmed, entered the preparation room.

　　 Lao Fang didn't go back, but stood outside the Gongyuan under the autumn rain, looking forward to it.

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　　 The material is precipitous in autumn and cold, and a grain of ice rain.

　　 Wen Ting stood on the top floor of the teaching building of the college, wearing a hat, wearing a plain shirt, holding a sword, and the hilt pointing diagonally to the gloomy sky.

　　 Dean Cui stepped on the autumn rain and floated to the place, smiling in the direction of Gongyuan.

"According to the news from Jingli, this time the scientific expedition is said to be the most difficult scientific expedition in two hundred years... Zaifu Lu Taixuan personally wrote the question, and there is even news that the one from Shen Gong also made the question. Rumor has it that this question... is related to the Jiang family..."

　　 Dean Cui picked up a drop of autumn rain, his eyes were deep: "Emperor Tang's mind, no one can figure it out, is this a signal?"

　　 Wen Ting didn't respond, but just pressed the hat, and the rain poured down the edge.

　　 He looked at the direction of Luojiang Gongyuan, and he could see the students file into the examination room in a daze.

　　 Even the cold autumn mood cannot cover the vigor of the students. This is a group of young fishes leaping toward a dragon gate that changes their destiny.

　　He taught them for three years, only hope that at this moment, these little guys can gain something.

　　 is worth three years of practice.

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"when--"

　　 The vigorous and melodious bell of Luojiang Gongyuan rang and spread throughout Luojiang City.

　　 Candidates enter the venue with test stickers.

　　 Gongyuan Hall, dozens of vermilion doors opened at the same time, the staff was standing with a knife, and the look was serious. Each examination room in the hall was also assigned by the Ministry of Courtesy to examine officials like eagles.

　　 In front of every door, there is a magic circle slowly rotating, and candidates pass through the magic circle, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com can arrive at their respective locations for reference. The magic array is used to check whether the candidates have smuggled fraud pills, talisman, etc. into the examination room.

　　 Fang Lang found his exam table and sat down cross-legged after passing the surgery array.

　　All the candidates around are in place, either in contemplation, exhalation, or meditation.

　　 After all the candidates entered the room, the invigilator of the ceremonial department read out the matters needing attention in the examination room, and then he thought about fluctuations and pinched the technique seal.

The curtain on the promenade of the Gongyuan courtyard fell, and the silent array was opened to isolate the noise and the sound of rain falling tiles.

　　 After turning on the monitoring array again, the examiner and you all waited for the test bell to ring. The entire Gongyuan was silent and the atmosphere was solemn.

"when--"

　　 The second bell rang.

　　 The examiner in an official gown suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming.

　　 "Exam!"

　　 The words fall.

　　 The same test officials began to hand out paper questions.

　　 The sound of paper crashing resounded endlessly, seeming to converge into a torrent of rain.

　　 Fang Lang rubbed the ink, Langhao sucked up the ink, his gaze fell on the scroll title, the rich ink scent came, and he fell silent.

　　 From past life to this life.

　　 Two lives, two people.

　　 This may be an exam that really changes fate.

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　　 Emperor Jing, Chang'an Gongyuan.

　　 Jiang Linglong has picturesque eyebrows, rolls up his sleeves and draws a pen.

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　　 Ni Wen bit her lip, her pale complexion with firmness underneath her face, and she also started writing.

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　　 Liu Bubai raised his chin, with extraordinary self-confidence, and his pen was like a sword flying.

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　　 Outside the Gongyuan, the autumn rain is misty.

　　 Fang Lang smiled.

　　 The ink color is smudged, and the brushwork is also drawn.

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