The spring rain started to fall, and on Fang Xiandao's territory, masters one after another were trying to overcome the tribulation.

In a thunderstorm, the soul has the power of pure Yang.

During the second thunder tribulation, thoughts gave rise to crystal light.

After three thunder tribulations, the soul has an electric glow.

After four thunder tribulations, one thought creates a world, but this world is a small world of dust.

After the fifth thunder tribulation, one has the ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune on a whim.

By the sixth thunder tribulation, the thoughts of the soul were so powerful that they tore apart the void.

Further up, there are seven thunder tribulations. This realm is called the Creator, but creation can be made out of nothing. According to legend, the saints and disciples in the medieval times are all the creators.

In this world, the one whose cultivation is based on the Creator is just a dream machine.

Su Li's cultivation level is not that of the Creator, but he can kill the Creator with just one thought of cause and effect.

"After obtaining the Amitabha Sutra, it is indeed much easier to overcome this tribulation, and there will be no period of weakness."

The first person to survive six thunder tribulations was the head of the Fan family from a saintly family. His cultivation was originally at the fifth peak. These days he followed Su Li and understood the past, present and future, and finally survived six thunder tribulations in one fell swoop.

He is a rare master in the world.

"Yes, this time, I actually became a practitioner of the five thunder tribulations."

The head of the Sun family was also feeling emotional.

A monk with five thunder tribulations is not considered a powerful monk in the Gate of Infinity, but if he goes out with five thunder tribulations and is placed in the world, even if he is placed in the world with many practitioners hundreds of years ago, he is still a top figure.

For an ordinary Holy Land leader, four or five thunder tribulations are enough.

"But it's a pity that I still have no confidence that I can survive the seven thunder tribulations and become the Creator. These days, my savings are still not enough. If I rush through the tribulation, I will probably fail."

Taizu Zhou frowned. He felt his savings and knew that he would continue to accumulate.

Therefore, this time, the two masters of six thunder tribulations did not survive the tribulation, and were always on guard against sneak attacks from others.

However, except Hong Xuanji, no one else arrived.

"Those who have survived the thunder tribulation, some of whom are weak, will all enter the Gate of Infinity to cultivate. Let's speed up time together and let them recover. After that, we have to go to the Immortal Cemetery. We must keep you in top condition."

Su left the mouth.

"Yes, fellow Taoist."

Each master has survived the thunder tribulation, and no one dares to come and act as a human tribulation.

As a result, thunder roared for a long time on Fang Xiandao's territory outside Yujing City, even startling many candidates.

"Why does this thunder keep going on and on? I have to review it tomorrow!"

The candidates who had to take the exam could not calm down and instead blamed the thunder in the sky.

"This thunder is a bit mysterious."

In another place, Hong Yi looked at the thunder and felt something different.

He wanted to try to get out of his body, but the majesty of the thunder was so terrifying that he could not let his thoughts out at all.

"I'm afraid someone is trying to escape the tribulation. But this is not my business. What I want to do is to succeed in the imperial examination and jump into the sea from now on!"

Finally, Hong Yi calmed down and quietly looked at the rain outside and listened to the thunder in the sky. His mood reached a state where he had no desire, no desire, no help and no thoughts.

His thoughts unknowingly became stronger.

"Panzhi lives deep in the mountains."

Two days later, the scientific examination of the Daqian Dynasty began.

There is only one day for the scientific examination to be a scholar, and only the "qualification examination" for Jinshi is only three days.

The topic of this scientific examination is "Panzhi lives in the deep mountains".

Pan is the ancient holy emperor. In ancient times, this emperor's saintly virtues spread all over the world, and scholars all praised this emperor in their classics.

The exam question this time is to interpret the meaning of this sentence, use your own opinions, and explain how to govern the country.

Hong Yi wrote the inscription without hesitation.

The heart of the Holy Emperor is only empty but can be penetrated.

This is the statecraft knowledge of the Li Yan school, which belongs to the mind science and is different from Hong Xuanji's "Neo-Confucianism".

Hong Yi has been studying Li Xue these days and has already studied it clearly, so he writes like a master.

After finding the examiner's thoughts to write the essay, he naturally moved his writing. In less than two hours, Hong Yi had already handed in the paper, feeling very confident.

"The beating of Hong Xuanji should not affect Hong Yi's success this time. Otherwise, the plans of the disciples will be delayed again, and it's time for me to go to the Immortal Cemetery."

Su Li saw everything that happened here, even if there was a saint's pressure in a place like Gongyuan, it was still useless to him.

"Disciple."

Su Li thought for a while and said.

"Master."

Hong Yi had just finished the imperial examination and was in a good mood. He suddenly heard a familiar sentence and knew that it was his master with great powers who had summoned him again.

He was not impatient and bowed respectfully.

"You shouldn't have any problems with this imperial examination. The reason why I called you is to give you some cultural classics. If you read these carefully, they may be of some use to you."

Su Li's voice floated in the void, and at the same time, some books appeared in front of Hong Yi.

Hong Yi looked around and could see words such as "Tao Te Ching", "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "The Analects of Confucius" written on those books.

But there is no "Book of Changes".

Su Li had already passed the time of competing with his disciple for the title of "Yi Zi", so he sent many books to help him.

"Thank you, Master."

Hong Yi opened a book and it said "Tao can be Tao, but Tao is not Tao". His expression suddenly paused and he felt countless Tao principles flying towards him. He seemed to be trying to catch something, but this kind of information was really real.

Too much, making him a little crazy.

He now wants to read these books carefully and understand the truth in them.

At the same time, he also knew that these books given to him by his master were definitely the essence of heaven and earth, and he must understand them clearly.

"Thank you so much, Master. My disciples will never forget the grace of Master's teaching and karma."

Hong Yi spoke respectfully.

"Go, practice hard and understand. As a teacher, I also want to go to the Immortal Cemetery. I don't know when I will come back. You have to study hard."

Su Li's voice was still floating in the void, and finally disappeared.

"Yes, I respectfully send you off to my master."

Hong Yi saluted again, and at the same time a bit of curiosity arose in his mind.

The Cemetery of Immortals, what kind of place is it?

"The truth between heaven and earth seems to be in these books, so naturally I can't neglect it. My father treats me like an enemy, and my master treats me like a relative. I will also remember these things. If I can join the army next

, if you achieve military merit, maybe my mother can be made a king. Being a king is a higher level than the title of madam."

Countless thoughts flashed through Hong Yi's mind. As for the Immortal Cemetery, he knew that was not what he needed to think about now.

"Into the Dragon's Graveyard!"
Chapter completed!