The God of Destruction

Chapter 1777: An Old Man Around Forty Years Old With 6 Million Words Wang Wang Wants to Kill

In Xinglin, Pan Chen completed the exercises and looked at Lin Zi ’s direction. With a green light in his eyes, he seemed to pass through the dense branches and leaves, and saw the two parents in front of the house politely send off an old man in his forties. The fat woman living in the village next door was a matchmaker, but she did not know which girl came to talk about her relatives.

Pan Chen's mouth showed a bitter smile, and Pan Chen sighed slightly. He looked up at Bessel's blue sky. In the depths of his eyes, Snow White's figure was blurred, far away from the faint figure of Snow White. He looked up at the blue sky of Northern Love, with a trace of white silk in his eyes, looking at the blue sky. Pan Chen is more confident in his plan.

After closing his eyes, he changed his mind and a string of serious, slightly inaudible spells spit out on the calm face. In front of him, a small fire erupted from the thin air. As Pan Chen's fingers danced, he gradually grew up. A fist-sized fireball was formed, floating in the air and burning quietly. When Pan Chen clenched the word "start", he quickly crossed a beautiful arc and landed on the open space a few feet in front.

With a bang, a crater as large as a basin was blown out, and the soil inside was burned into a red plug. Then Pan Chen took care of himself, read a new spell, and his fingers were strangled according to another beautiful track. I saw the grass pits around, but the naked eye could see the slow growth. After a while, the pits were derived from the grass. This is the magic spell recorded in the last few pages of "Qing Xuan Palace". When Pan Chen looked through the forest towards his home, the green light in his eyes was Pan Chen's use of the spiritual eye written in the book. The magic of small fireball and green grass are called fireball and vine, respectively.

After a while, Pan Chen calmed down some uneasy breathing in the body due to clearing the spiritual strength of Xuan Gong. After a while, Pan Chen walked out of the woods with a smile. This is the beginning of spring and autumn, the farm work in the field is very busy. The silhouette between the cottages is unreal, and the room for a walk is a bit lonely.

When I got home, my father was smoking cigarettes leisurely. Usually, during this season, the villagers are busy doing farm work, and there is not much work to do. Seeing Pan Chen go home, Li Fu shook his pipe and coughed twice. "Today, the Zhang family in Xingzi Village invited a matchmaker to kiss him. Your mother and I know your son, so I will help you."

Pan Chen immediately smiled blankly, picked up a dock, sat next to his father, watched his father smoke dry, spit out thick smoke, and then hit the bar to smoke.

Seeing his son like this, Li Fu shook his head with a wry smile, knocked on the pipe on the stone pier, but did not smoke, so he put the pipe on the wooden table. He said to himself: "Qian Ru listened to the next king, Hunter, and said that the university in the city is about to start recruiting students. If you do n’t want to get married, go there to study, and then you can teach without doing carpentry skills. "More knowledge is possible. "

When Pan Chen heard that he was very happy, he wanted to go out in the morning, but his father always refused to do so, but he could go on a trip. He was very busy and said, "Very well, this time the child will have some knowledge and insight." It is not good to weaken your father's reputation. "Li Fu heard a satisfied voice on his face and put on his pipe again, smashing it."

On the third day of March, the sky was particularly clear, and the trail outside Xinghua Village was sunny. Pan Chen wore a short shirt and followed the hunters into the city in the same village on the mountain road. Although most of the flowers and plants have been seen along the way, Pan Chen feels particularly novel, looking at left and right, and curious, but still, just quietly, without entangle others to inquire about this and that. I don't have much to say along the way.

After walking for more than three hours on a mountain road of more than 100 miles, most villagers looked a little tired, but Pan Chen felt nothing. He was not tired of Seth at all. After practicing Qing Xuan technology, his physical endurance became thicker. Strangely, a group of countrymen were called, and the carpenter Li Jia in the soft and inconspicuous had such great physical strength.

auzw.com When he arrived in the city, it was already noon. Pan Chen asked the location of the college, then said goodbye to his compatriots and walked towards the college. Pan Chen's physical fitness has greatly improved after learning "Qing Xuan Gong". It can be said that during this process, Pan Chen's physical strength has been greatly improved. It can be said that during this process, Pan Chen's physical strength has been greatly improved, which can be said to be very relaxed along the way. If it is not because of fear of surprise and vulgarity, then the wind-bending technique learned from the book should be used long ago, or if it does not take a little time. There are a lot of pedestrians on the street, coming and going, wandering for about half an hour.

Pan Chen only found the door of the college a little, but at this time he felt a little hungry, looked around, but there was a restaurant next to it, the taste of hot food floated leisurely. Pan Chen, the first wild boy who walked out of the mountains, thought of the future, his pace changed, and he walked in slowly.

There are many guests in the restaurant. At first glance, most of them are young people of the same size as Pan Chen. I want to go to college to study. The waiter found a seat and ordered some food he had never seen before. Pan Chen looked around and found that some young people were with them, some were contemptuous, and some were waiting for food in their hearts. The person who wanted to call a pot of shochu sighed, saying that he had to go to school, afraid that he could not drink.

At this time, several people and Pan Chen were talking at the table. Pan Chen listened, and they also met, because they all came to Qingyan College to study, so by the way, they knew each other. The second idea is that Pan Chen is a joy. After all, he has loved reading since he was a child, but without such peers, he seems lonely and naturally eager to meet some like-minded friends.

At this time, he listened to the young people around him: "Does this brother also come to college?" In the next Liu Wenchang, they are also friends who go to school together. I might as well know each other. After that, I had a lot of communication. Pan Chenben deliberately met with people, heard a smile, and said: "Under Panchen, I met Brother Liu and met you." Brother Liu said this was very good, and Li also had this plan.

At the end of the speech, several people began to speak, and there were more scholars and insights in the speech. When they listened to Pan Chen's voice, they felt a little superficial, but when they saw everyone standing, they echoed a few words. Thinking about it in my heart, it is clear that since the rest of the Qing Xuan Palace, Pan Chen has opened his mind, and whenever he reads, he can always understand the meaning of this book. If with the help of God, he will never forget after reading, and his knowledge has long been unknowingly known. Higher than his peers. Moreover, Pan Chen is full of mysterious merits and wonderful works. For the etiquette and methods between ordinary Confucianism, he unconsciously attached to an objective knowledge, which is a vague intentional and transcendental knowledge.

After dinner, people went to the college together to make fun of some interesting things in poetry and prose. During the conversation, they showed the young Langben. At this point, Pan Chen felt very novel.

At Qingyan College, Pan Chen learned from the conversations of several people that this admission was presided over by a 60-year-old master named Zhou. The audience said they were very knowledgeable, but also very rigorous. A gray Confucian dress, just like Mrs. Zhou, meticulous, wise eyes swept across the courtyard to recruit students and was respected by all the people. Flattery nodded and raised his voice: "After ten years of tormenting through the cold window, enjoying the centuries of Qingyun." You are all students who come to study in the township near Qingyan College.

The burden behind is the parents ’ardent expectations, learning achievements, learning something, but not learning but not half the gain, lazy learning is just a waste of light, so here, the old man only gave you a sentence:" Order The road leads to Shushan. "Xuehai Shipbuilding is endless. "If you are here to waste time, please go home." With a wave of hands, the two young people behind came out and distributed a piece of paper to the crowd.

The content of the test question is an ancient poem, which requires people to analyze its meaning, talk about their understanding, views, and relatively simple test questions. The purpose of coming to this Qingyan College is to let freshmen take the exam.

This poem is the earliest poem that Pan Chen has come into contact with: "Jackie couldn't sleep, suddenly woke up, and the birds sang everywhere." At night, Hu's fans seemed to have rustling wind and rain. He Yu didn't know how much. This is a very simple poem, but it also needs to be analyzed, and it also needs to have its own opinions and opinions. When Pan Chen thought about it, there was a series of thoughts in his heart. He wrote a few hundred words with a pen, but he still had a lot in his heart, but it stopped, and that was it. Looking around, everyone is thinking hard, and some fly like flying, this is a hero scene.

Suddenly, Pan Chen stared at his eyes, and then pretended that nothing had happened, looking at the test paper, but some waves churned in his heart. He saw a female student dressed as a man not far away. Although the Tang Dynasty did not prohibit women from entering the academy, for many years the Confucian fashion was very dissatisfied with women's enrollment in schools, and it was concerned that women would have morality if they had no talents.

Although Ye clearly thinks this is unreasonable, the rules are rules. How can a woman go to school blatantly and take test questions? How can nobody stop them? However, he thought that he could not see through the disguise of this woman, because he was trained in Qingxuan, smart and clear, a pair of spiritual eyes could see through this woman's disguise, but others could not. At this time, Pan Chen was not used to the physical progress brought about by this exercise, nor was he used to this ambiguous mentality. ..