40,000 Years of Cultivation

As a senior high school student sprinting for the college entrance examination, the course has been completed a long time ago. The last hundred days are mainly for checking and filling vacancies and various exams. Every Monday morning, there is a very important mock exam.

Under the impatience of the teacher, Li Yao took a deep breath and stepped into the "examination cabin" marked with his student ID. The door was closed and the whole world was silent.

"Even if there is no guidance from'Peng Hai', I will be admitted to the'Nine Elite Joint School'. I'm desperate, who am I afraid of?" Li Yao clenched his fist fiercely.

"Di! Di! Di!" On a light curtain inside the test compartment, the number was beating, and the countdown was counting down. When the number became "zero", a cold voice of Gujing Wubo sounded: "The exam begins, the candidates are ready!"

The tens of thousands of magic charms engraved on the inside of the examination cabin flashed at the same time, and Li Yao only felt that a flower in front of his eyes, the star moving, had appeared in the middle of a red-brown desert.

The ground was hot, and the feet seemed to be pricked; the air was so thick that it was almost solidified, like a wet towel wrapped around the body, no matter how hard I could not escape; the occasional hot wind was mixed with a strong smell of blood, and ghosts and wolves were faintly heard from all directions.

The five senses are so real, as if they are down to earth, in the killing field of Shura.

However, Li Yao knew that this was the "too illusory realm" transformed from the exam cabin. Time was running out. He settled down and galloped in the direction guided by a transparent arrow in the sky.

The 50-kilometer long-distance cross-country running is a basic subject of the federal college entrance examination. In order to select elite young people who are hopeful of becoming cultivators, there are many dangers and traps along the way.

Sure enough, when Li Yao passed by a slightly raised dirt bag, the dirt bag suddenly burst, shooting out countless rubble, and from the rubble, a khaki two-headed sand wolf sprang out!

This monster beast is one round bigger than ordinary wild wolves. It has a high spine and a small deformed head on it. It is a variant of the low-level monster "Sanlang", except for being good at hibernating in the sand. In addition, he possesses extremely high intelligence, which makes him an extremely difficult opponent for high school students.

But for Li Yao, the "vulture" who has survived in the tomb of the magic weapon for 18 years, observing every inch of environmental changes has long been an instinct. The camouflage of the two-headed sand wolf is a bit clumsy, and he has long seen it through.

"Damn it!"

Before the double-headed sand wolf came out completely, Li Yao ejected his legs, his body shrank into a ball, his shoulders sank, like a violent giant bear, he slammed into it!

The timing he chose was very clever. It was the highest point the two-headed sand wolf rushed out. The old power was exhausted, and there was nowhere to borrow, and he couldn't change direction. He hit him.

"Crack!"

The two-headed sand wolf is insidious and cunning, but weak in physique. He only likes to attack and is not good at frontal confrontation. He broke his spine with a "giant bear lean" and bounced back towards the bunker.

Li Yao sneered, the snake stepped forward, stretched out his claws like a blade, and slammed the small head on the back of the double-headed sand wolf.

"Iron Eagle Claws!"

The head of the wolf shattered in an instant, and the two-headed sand wolf screamed and died so hard that it could no longer die.

There was a melodious "ding-ding" in the air, and it was the exam cabin that was calculating Li Yao's score for this kill.

Li Yao was delighted that this set of continuous skills derived from the basic martial arts "Thirteen Stances of Battle Beasts" can at least add ten points to himself.

He didn't rush on the way, but dragged the corpse of the two-headed sand wolf out of the sandpit, found a stone with a fairly sharp edge, and broke the monster beast.

After a while, the four ribs were polished into four-handed bone blades, and the wolf skin barely pierced into a water bag, filled with wolf blood.

In the scorching desert, a sack of wolf blood can save lives.

Fully armed, after a little rest, Li Yao continued to move forward, but within an hour, he had survived a black storm and killed four low-level monsters, but the exam had just begun. This was just a warm-up. It is the most painful part of every federal candidate.

In the sky, the green runes poured down like a rainstorm, forming a problem:

"Xiao Ming is a cultivator in the Qi refining stage, with 5500 crystals of spiritual power, he accidentally hit the weird'Heart Eater' in one practice, and was swallowed by 48 crystals of spiritual power every second, Xiao Ming's master After 1 minute and 13 seconds, it was discovered that in order to save him, 55 crystals of spiritual power were injected into his body every second, and after two minutes, it was increased to 59 crystals of spiritual power per second, and asked—"

"One, how long will it take for Xiao Ming to return to his normal spiritual level?"

"Second, please briefly describe the refining method of the'Heart Eater', as well as the symptoms and treatment steps after being caught by the Heart Eater."

"Three, please tell me which sect was the first to successfully refine the Heart Eater? List at least five suzerains of the sect and briefly describe the reason for the demise of the sect."

Li Yao patted his cheek lightly. Unexpectedly, it came up with such a difficult "comprehensive question". It combines the knowledge of mathematics, history, pharmacology, battlefield first aid and other disciplines. It is a completely simulated "simulated college entrance examination". "!

Concentrating on calmness and thinking carefully, countless accumulated knowledge emerged in his mind. Li Yao concentrated his attention and answered quickly, "conquering" small questions one by one. Soon, one after another light blue answers written with spiritual thoughts, Appears below the green question.

The answer is complete, the next question!

"A cultivator of the right way'Lingshanzong' stepped on the flying sword and flew from the east towards a valley at a speed of 247 meters per second, while another cultivator of the evil way of the'Blood Killing Castle' stepped on the black cloud, from the east The west is traveling opposite each other at a speed of 239 meters per second. The two are currently 122.5 kilometers apart. Ask how soon they will meet?"

"Assuming that the two have the same level of cultivation, and both use the basic techniques and magic weapons of their respective sects, please combine the characteristics of the Lingshan School and the Blood Killing Fort to deduce the battle process of the two-at least seven rounds and no less than 500 words. "

This question is obviously much simpler than the previous one, but when Li Yaozheng was about to answer the question, the breath of monsters and beasts came again in front of him, and the anxious low roar approached.

-Calculating and answering questions in a **** storm compares the candidates' physical abilities, martial skills, will, calculation ability and agility of thinking. Only those who are all outstanding in the combination of abilities can stand out in the federal college entrance examination and embark on the road of cultivation!

Li Yao crossed his hands, pulled out two Bai Sensen's bone blades, licked his lips, and greeted him head-on, while the tens of thousands of thoughts in his brain couldn't help rolling, calculating at a high speed...

The huge campus is silent, and every classroom is equipped with dozens of examination pods. In the realm of illusion, a famous senior high school student is struggling and fighting frantically to get rid of monsters and questions.

Before I knew it, more than four hours had passed since the time in the too illusory realm, and the exam was nearing its end.

Li Yao's body was covered with 70 or 80 wounds, large and small, and the blood was drained in many places, especially a monster beast with a broken tooth stuck in his abdomen, afraid to pull it out, and the bone blade in his hand was almost worn. Convex.

Only the pair of big shiny eyes still remained clear, unabashedly bursting with the light of sex.

"It should be the last question..."

When the octagonal plumes and glittering runes rolled down from the sky, Li Yao judged by his extensive examination experience that it was the last one of the "summary questions" worth one hundred points.

Sure enough, the topic is not long, but the word is very simple: "Please summarize the'Great Dark Age'."