Soon after, thick smoke rose into the sky.

"Okay, Brother Mo, I'll say goodbye first, and there will be a date later!"

"There will be a time later!"

Mo Ziming smiled and bowed.

Jianghu said that it was small or big, and he believed that the two would meet again.

As soon as Zhiqiu left, Bai Suzhen flew over from the forest not far away.

"Suzhen, thanks to you this time, otherwise the old guy would have escaped."

"Young Master, don't say anything wrong, that guy is doing a lot of evil. Even if he really escapes this time, he will not be able to escape the disaster."

"Yeah~"

Mo Ziming nodded, gently hugged Bai Suzhen's slender waist, and said softly: "Okay, let's go home."

"Yeah, go home!"

What a warm word to go home.

When he first moved to Bai Mansion, Mo Ziming always felt like he was living under someone else's roof.

After all, Bai Mansion is not his home.

However, as the days went by, he had become accustomed to seeing the Bai Mansion as his home.

In fact, it doesn't matter where your home is.

As long as you have someone you love by your side, what's the point of wandering around the world?

...

Without the threat of Wu Yu, a big trouble, Lu Zhengdong took advantage of the price to launch a comprehensive counterattack against Lei Jun openly and secretly.

Qin Song also talked about lobbying his father to mobilize the Qin family's connections to support Lu Zhengdong.

In this way, Lei Junke couldn't stand it anymore.

After all, his foundation is too shallow, and he is a typical nouveau riche, and he is arrogant and domineering, so he offended many people.

With the Lu family and the Qin family supporting their heads, it is naturally a good time to beat the dogs in the water.

Many of Lei Jun's subordinates also turned against each other when they saw the wind direction was wrong.

In the end, Lei Jun was killed by his own confidant, and died on the spot.

The macaques scattered when the tree falls.

As soon as Lei Jun died, the casino and brothel under his name were immediately divided by a group of friends or subordinates.

Even his own house and several concubines were taken over by his subordinates.

After all the mechanisms were done, they were still empty.

...

"Spit~"

Early in the morning, a crisp and long sound came from the sky above Bai Mansion.

It's like a phoenix chirping.

Xiaoqing stared blankly at Feng Tian who was hovering in the air and murmured: "This little guy is really a chicken?"

Mo Ziming happened to walk out of the room. Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "I told you a long time ago that it is a natural phoenix seed and cannot be regarded as a regular chicken."

Xiaoqing has always liked to argue, but even if she agrees with her heart, she still dissatisfied with her face: "So what? After all, it is still a little broken chicken, and I don't believe it can really turn into a phoenix."

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind came from the top of his head...

"Oh, you little sacked chicken again, let's see how I deal with you!"

“Oh~oh~”

Fengtian flapped his wings and flew high.

"Tsk, you can fly?"

Xiaoqing stood on tiptoe and flew into the air instantly...

"Oh, it's really a headache."

Mo Ziming shook his head helplessly, withdrew his eyes, turned around and walked into the house.

Then I spent another peaceful and passionate day.

Apart from reading, writing, painting, practice naturally cannot be deterred.

With the foundation laid by Uncle Jiu's world and asking Bai Suzhen humbly from time to time, and combining with the magical effects of Phoenix Dysfunction, Mo Ziming felt that his progress was rapid.

Of course, this is only relative. After all, cultivation is not something that can be achieved overnight or overnight.

Even if Mo Ziming has system assistance, it is impossible to say that he can achieve success in just a few years.

For example, he has no way to use more advanced magical powers like sword control.

Because in addition to requiring deep magic power to support swordsmanship, sword control also requires opening up a sea of ​​consciousness and having spiritual consciousness.

Otherwise, there is no way to control the flying sword.

Before we knew it, summer passed and autumn came.

A group of students finally ushered in the most important moment in their lives: the provincial examination.

The provincial examination, also known as the township tribute, is usually held every three years without special circumstances. The examination location is located in the tribute courts of various prefectures and the tribute courts of the capital.

Because it was held in August, it is also called "Autumn Examination".

Once you are lucky enough to be on the list, you will officially become a juren, and from then on you will rise to the top and shine your ancestors.

Even if you can't become an official, you will be a respected juren when you return to your hometown.

There are more than twenty days left before the start of the exam, and many candidates have already set off one after another.

The candidates in Qiantang County are quite happy. After all, they are only more than 100 miles away from Linjiang Prefecture, and they are all official roads along the way.

Even if you walk, you can get there almost two days.

For some remote areas, taking the exam is undoubtedly a huge test.

After all, the journey is long, you may encounter wild beasts, robbers, bullies, illnesses, and even monsters along the way...

In short, every provincial examination or a grand examination, I always hear that someone dies halfway.

After a discussion, Mo Ziming, Qin Song and his friends decided to set off in advance.

When you arrive in Linjiang Mansion, you will first get familiar with the environment, then go to the surrounding attractions to relax your body and mind, and at the same time you can communicate with candidates from other places.

Relatively speaking, Jiangnan Road is not the largest population, but the number of candidates is far ahead of other places.

This leads to extremely fierce competition.

In the past century, almost 10,000 candidates have participated in each provincial examination. The most admitted 500 students, and the least admitted 200 students.

Under normal circumstances, the number of people admitted is about 300 to 400.

With more than 10,000 people, only three or four hundred people can be on the list, which means that only three or four out of every 100 people can be lucky enough to win the exam.

This is why Fan Jin went crazy after passing the imperial examination... He was so excited.

However, Mo Ziming was full of confidence in this provincial examination.

After all, he is different.

Moreover, when traveling through the heavenly worlds, we also made sufficient preparations.

If you fail this, you might as well kill yourself by bringing a piece of tofu...

"Hey, honest man, you must win the No. 1 pick this time, otherwise you will be sorry for my sister's painstaking efforts... Humph!"

Xiaoqing raised her fist at Mo Zi.

Mo Ziming looked helpless: "This time I was just taking the Juren exam. The top scholar was to participate in the imperial examination and palace exam after passing the Juren exam...

Forget it, I can't explain it to you."

Xiaoqing blinked, turned her head and asked her sister: "Sister, is that right? He didn't lie, right?"

Bai Suzhen smiled and said, "That's right, the provincial examination is just an examination. Only after passing the imperial examination can you be qualified to go to Beijing to participate in the examination.

After participating in the examination, you have to go to the palace to participate in the examination..."

"Oh my God, it's so complicated to get the No. 1 pick?"

Xiaoqing couldn't help but touch her forehead.

Mo Ziming said angrily: "What do you think? There are so many scholars in the country, and only one top scorer has been produced in three years. If it is as simple as you think, the top scorer may be everywhere on the street."

"Hmph, you have many big reasons, I'm lazy to pay attention to you..."

Xiaoqing couldn't say it and started to cheat.
To be continued...