Bookstore.

Fang Hong was in it and looked around.

'Pooh.'

‘It’s not worthy of its name, there is no book at all.’ Fang Hong was a little disappointed and followed Huang Jiu and walked towards the central area on the first floor of the library.

In the library, there is a hollow structure, with crystal clear glazed glass on the top, translucent, and sunlight shining, forming spots of light... The ground is piled up by pine wood, which is old and often taken care of, wrapped in oil film, and it is not decayed at all... On the inside of the wall, there are layers of steps embedded directly to the top, solemn and breathtaking.

In the middle of the first floor of the library, there is a round platform covered with glass.

Go nearby.

Fang Hong looked at it.

The round table is similar to a round stone table.

There are jade cones and a bronze mirror on it, all of which are antique things.

...

The emerald green jade cone is slender and transparent, standing upright on the round platform, about half a meter tall, with mysterious patterns carved on it.

...

The ancient yellow bronze mirror is rough and covered with scratches. Compared with the jade cone, it seems to be a few grades away.

...

The teacher in the green shirt held a feather fan and slowly fanned it, saying, "The jade cone measures the spirituality, and the bronze mirror reflects the roots and bones. It was built by the great royal masters himself and sent to the academies of various prefectures and counties."

"It's not a high-ranking official, I can't buy it."

"Feiyun County, this is the only place to test a person's roots, bones, spirituality."

The Qingshan taught the teacher explained a few words, but kept silent.

People who copy books and college students have no identity at all.

Very spiritual?

Turning around with this?

The possibility is slim.

He was a non-military man who made an exception to enter the academy with his qualifications. He had met one.

That lord is now the young minister of the Demon-killing Department of Cangzhou Prefecture!

"That girl danced yesterday..."

"Tsk tsk, I asked the madam and I'm going to get married soon."

Four or five teachers picked up their arms and talked about the interesting stories about yesterday's brothel.

On the other side.

The students surrounded Lu Anqiao and stood around the round platform, with their eyes falling on Fang Hong.

"The book copyist is calm and calm, and he is a bit courageous."

"Indeed, if it were ordinary people, under the eyes of so many of us warriors, they were already trembling and their legs were weak... Fang Hong, with his waist and back straightened, and there was no slight dodging in his eyes, fear and nervousness. This is quite rare."

Everyone was amazed.

After all, the places in the library are all martial artists coming and going... When ordinary people come in, they will feel ashamed of humility and humility when they feel invisible.

"good."

“It depends on how spiritual you are.”

Even Lu Anqiao raised his eyebrows and inexplicably looked forward.

at the same time.

Fang Hong looked as usual, looked around and thought to himself with his current force to use Dongtianmen, and these people could even beat him up together.

‘The art of modesty is not to show off the mountain or show off.’

‘There are many of these people, and no one has discovered my true martial arts realm.’

Speaking of it.

Today Huang Jiu came to him and recommended him, which was an unexpected surprise.

Otherwise, if you get a good fortune and acquaintance, you have to find another way to enter the academy... Non-academic students and no qualifications for the examination are all idle warriors!

The next moment.

On the left side of the round platform.

Huang Jiu was wearing a black long gown, lifted up the hem of the clothes, and looked serious: "According to the rules, let's first test whether the Lingyu bronze mirror is accurate."

Two utensils are covered with a transparent glass cover.

It is usually isolated from the air to prevent dust and corrosion.

Wow~

He lifted the transparent round cover, pointed at it casually, and chose a student to step forward.

The man hurried forward. He was a woman of about twenty-seven or eight years old. She had an average appearance and tied her hair, which looked a bit heroic.

She said respectfully: "Please give me more advice from Teacher Huang."

Huang Jiu waved his hand: "You have been practicing martial arts for twenty years and have barely stepped into the fifth level of the acquired world. It's useless for anyone to give me advice. Get married as soon as possible."

These words are so heartbreaking.

She smiled bitterly, came to the front of the round platform, picked up a thin piece of cotton cloth, separated it from it, and held the bottom of the long conical spiritual jade.

Buzz!

Lingyu trembled slightly, making a crisp sound, emitting an undetectable wave.

Buzz!

The spiritual jade lit up instantly!

From bottom to top, there was a green halo, and it lit up one after another.

The jade is flooded, what is the principle... Fang Hong was curious and understood more and more that the martial arts in this world are not that simple.

‘The jade cone is like green bamboo.’

‘After lit up, it flashed in turn, and there were nine bamboo joints in total.’ Fang Hong took all the eyes.

A few moments.

The flashing light of the jade cone no longer climbs, gradually freezing.

"One, two, three, four, five." Huang Jiu glanced at it casually and said, "The spiritual jade lights up the five sections, which is the standard level of the acquired fifth level. Do you have any objections?"

The female student lowered her eyebrows and said, "The last time she measured it, the same as this."

The teachers who were watching with their arms folded and smiled and said, "Brother Huang is so rigorous... What is the post-production level of Fang Hong, a copywriter?"

Huang Jiu: "The third layer of acquired nature."

The Qingshan teacher pondered: "If you can light up the long cone of the six-section spiritual jade, someone recommends it, you can enter the academy... If you light up the seven-section spiritual jade, it is even a genius of martial arts. No matter how bad the roots and bones are, it doesn't matter. The academy can afford elixirs."

Huang Jiu: "It should be."

After speaking, he looked at Fang Hong and showed an encouraging look.

The teachers who talked freely also turned their heads, their faces became serious, and they looked at Fang Hong together... It was Huang Jiu who recommended him personally, so he had to give him some face.

Fang Hong walked to the round platform, picked up the thin cloth, and touched the bottom of the jade cone.

Buzz!

The long cone of the spiritual jade is lit up.

It seemed to have an invisible and qualitative fluctuation, or a cool breath, circling his forehead, surging back and forth, measuring Fang Hong's spirituality.

‘Like a laser scanner.’

‘Too weak… I thought it seemed as if I could actively cut off the sensation of the spiritual jade.” Fang Hong stood there as if nothing had happened, touching the bottom of the long cone of the spiritual jade with his fingertips. He saw the flashing halos of them steadily rising without any delay. The sound of light sounds was endless, just like big beads falling from the jade plate.

One section, two sections.

Three sections, four sections.

Start lighting up the fifth section.

In the library, the needles were heard, and their faces changed.

Those casual academy teachers slowly let go of their arms and adjusted their standing posture: "This person has already lit up the five-section spiritual jade. His momentum is so strong that the light of the jade cone is not dim. It seems that there is still momentum, and he is expected to lit up the sixth section."

"Teacher Huang's vision is indeed very accurate."

"I just said, I'm not sure, how could Brother Huang bring someone?"

The teacher in Qingshan closed the fan and knew that he had underestimated the copywriter Fang Hong.
To be continued...