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Can wait to go out.

Master Li's face turned cold, and he brought Young Master Li, who didn't dare to say a word, into the car.

Wait for the carriage to leave Master Zhang's mansion.

Young Master Li just prepared his speech and looked at his father.

Master Li slapped him across the face with a 'slap',

"Just play! Do you know how many exams you have taken this time? Ah? Let me tell you, it was 53! You failed! You didn't even qualify for the palace exam!"

When Mr. Li said this, he became more and more angry, his eyes scanned the car, as if he was looking for something convenient.

Seeing his father like this, Young Master Li hurriedly grabbed his father's arm and begged for mercy: "Father! I was wrong!"

"You still know it's wrong?!" Da Li was furious, but when he thought that his son would be assigned as an official in a few days, he suppressed his anger for a while, and instead ordered with a long sigh,

"For your official career, I have already issued a military order to Mr. Zhang! Said that if you don't show some skills and achievements, you will take off my official uniform!"

Master Li said, as if he had really issued a military order to Zhang Feng, "If you don't show yourself, we two will go back to our hometown to farm in the countryside for the rest of our lives!"

"I..." Young Master Li's heart trembled when he heard it, thinking of the prosperity in the imperial capital, he couldn't bear to give it up, but he took it seriously.

But if Young Master Li really can't do it, he is not expected to be an official, but he was driven back by the local county magistrate.

Master Li will probably say, 'I'm not in charge, who will support you? '

Then without further ado, there was a thunderclap, and there was another meal, and the child didn't dare to ask anything, didn't dare to say anything.

And on the other side.

After Zhang Feng finished dealing with Mr. Li in the task, he also came to the hall, looked at the more than forty examiners who were correcting the papers, and solemnly said to them: "My lords are tired."

When Zhang Feng said this, he waved his hand, and the guards behind him brought cups of refreshing tea, which he made in his spare time.

It's not the tea that Mr. Li sent.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" Everyone thanked.

Zhang Feng nodded, passing by the big table in the hall, his spiritual consciousness swept over the white papers on the table, and finally stopped at An Xiucai's place.

It was because the cover of An Xiucai's paper had been torn apart, but no one went to review it.

As if waiting for someone.

"Don't give too high a score just because An Xiucai is my student." Zhang Feng took out An Xiucai's paper and handed it to Master Hu next to him without even reading it, "Master Hu, how much should it be? How many."

"Yes" Mr. Hu and the examiner next to him looked at each other, corrected, just corrected.

Zhang Feng laughed when he saw this scene.

But in fact, An Xiucai, as his own student, recommended it himself, which would really put pressure on the examiner to change.

Including the sage, the great scholar, the prime minister, the master of the academy, etc., will also give themselves a face and put An Xiucai's score on it.

This is also because An Xiucai's own ability is not low, so accommodating and accommodating are all small things.

But if someone "gives gifts to become an official" and uses money to build relationships, it's like the hundreds of ministers before.

Zhang Feng still said the same thing, and disappeared behind closed doors.

Even if they met, they would still be using Tai Chi, or directly smashed to death with a Tai Chi hammer. They wanted to find whoever they wanted.

I can't do it myself, and I don't want to do it.

At most, the imperial examination should fail the rankings, but the cabinet assigns here, and I will see that they are all officials in the same dynasty and let them send their children here.

It's time to practice the truth.

As long as he is a good person, he is a practical person.

Then you can rearrange the arrangement a little bit.

If the ranking in the imperial examination is not good, it will not be possible to get things done.

Where should this go.

And wait until one o'clock in the middle of the night.

The gift givers gradually dispersed, and no one visited after today.

Zhang Feng went to the reprinting room to take another look, and then came to his guest room.

On the table again, among the hundreds of gifts, it was at the bottom.

Zhang Feng took out the big box that Master Li had given him, and opened it. Inside were ten bags of tea, each bag was the size of a fist, and there was a set of exquisite ceramic tea sets beside it.

Among them, these seven packs are indeed tea leaves, but the other three packs are three perfect spirit stones.

'Item: Perfect Spirit Stone'

Type: Auxiliary

'Quality: Level [-], Cyan'

After reading Lingshi.

Zhang Feng looked at the tea set inlaid with the 'spirit stone pattern'.

These patterns are composed of small spirit stones, forming a small spirit gathering array, which can make the tea soaked in it full of fresh spirit.

Zhang Feng glanced at it, and took off a small spirit stone on the side of the teacup.

In an instant, the spirit stone melted along the palm of his hand and melted into his heart.

Suddenly, Zhang Feng felt the fragments of the ghost city in his heart, and after the fusion of the new fragments, a stream of aura like ink, mixed with blood and aura, merged into his own bones, and gathered in the body of Yuanying.

Nascent Soul also seems to be more condensed at this moment, opening its mouth to breathe out spiritual energy, and the small cauldron it holds in its hand also emits a gray and white breath, warming its body.

I don't know how long it took.

When Zhang Feng opened his eyes again, he saw that the sky outside had lightened slightly.

Traces of ink-colored illusory meridians appeared on the surface of the body, and gradually hidden in his body.

Simultaneous moment.

Although Zhang Feng has not yet tested his own changes, he has already felt his current physique from the explosive power of blood in his body, which has far surpassed those monster beast inner alchemy that he had devoured before, and is also higher than his original condensed monster physique. .

'You have fused the fragments of Ghost City scattered in the Great Thousand World'

Item: Pieces of Ghost City.

Type: mutilated, incomplete.

Quality: Although it is an incomplete item, it can still be defined as,

seventh order, black, legendary

New Fusion Skill: Immortality

Immortality: Shape the body of ghosts and gods and strengthen all your skills.

Enhanced skills: The effect of Earth Sha Meridians will be enhanced again.

The eternal youth of ghosts and gods has been strengthened again, and the upper limit of lifespan has been increased.

The effect of the projection of ghosts and soldiers has been enhanced once again.

The demonization effect is enhanced and the duration is increased.

The effect of Ghost Aura has been increased.

Your physique is greatly enhanced.

'The realm of immortality is related to your realm, up to the body of a saint. '

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Zhang Feng also understood why he felt 'strong' before.

It turns out that the new skills have begun to condense themselves, and have begun to evolve the source of all bonuses, 'physique'.

Then this increase in physique and the combat power it brings are not as simple as the original one plus one increase.

Instead, on the basis of the original, it increases its own base, so that it can better accommodate the ghost spirit, and then better enjoy the efficiency of the increase.

Zhang Feng can now feel that if he activates the monster skills now, he can definitely project more and carry more.

If it is a little more digitized, the original monster body can exert 20.00% of the 'Ghost Skill', and now it can exert 30.00%, or even forty.

In terms of current strength, it has nearly doubled its combat power.

Also by comparison.

Zhang Feng found that the blessing of the demon body of Guidu is far better than that of the previous monster body.

But this is not to say that the previously condensed monster body is useless, but that the current ghost body is more suitable for the skills of ghosts, and also more suitable for oneself, belonging to the same root.

Of course, if the truth is told, the level and quality of the ghost body is indeed higher than that of the monster body.

If it is divided into color grades.

The most I have condensed before is the orange level, which is comparable to the fourth-order legendary physique of the Nascent Soul realm.

This physical strength alone can crush many low-level cultivators.

But now it has directly become a legendary black, and still enjoys the previous bonus of crystal energy and magical powers.

The strength of this physique is obvious.

At least Zhang Feng felt that with his physical fitness alone, some cultivators who transformed themselves into gods would not be able to break through their own defenses.

But it may also be because of this, so this skill is called 'Immortal'.

Thinking about it, Zhang Feng looked at the bright sky, and then once again looked at the examiners in the hall who were still correcting papers with his spiritual sense.

They have been grading continuously all night, and they don't feel tired at all.

Because the ministers who can enter the cabinet are more or less cultivated.

Even if he has no cultivation base, no foundation and talent, the court will use the treasure of genius to force him to the innate realm, with a lifespan of a hundred years.

As a result, most of the examiners who can come to mark the papers today are golden cores, and they also have innate foundations.

It lasted ten days and a half, and there was no problem at all.

At the same time, when Zhang Feng thought of this, he also thought of the ministers and the court, and couldn't help but look at the tea cakes sent by Mr. Li.

I said before that it would be arranged for other people’s children, but now that it’s dawn, let’s arrange it.

Not for the same dynasty as an official, but also for the task, for the fragments of the ghost capital.

And later.

Zhang Feng also brought several guards from the palace to serve the ministers the tea he made himself.

In the sound of thanks.

After tasting it, they were shocked.

Among them, Master Hu pointed at the tea, looked away from the papers on the table that were being reviewed and corrected, and said to Zhang Feng who was the first to taste the tea: "My lord, this tea is expensive, right?"

Mr. Hu said, it is the real tea, the tea is fragrant but strong, after one sip, there is still a lingering fragrance between the lips and teeth.

This tea is better than the one specially provided by the cabinet, and it is also better than the spirit tea that Zhang Feng refined yesterday.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng didn't say that he made the ordinary spiritual tea yesterday, but put down the teacup and said to the ministers who came and went,

"This tea was given by Mr. Li from Junji Pavilion. According to Mr. Li, it was specially picked and condensed by the city lord of Guangcheng in the first ray of sunlight in the morning. The fire monks baked it and sealed it in a special spirit fir bark. , during the seven-day best drinking period, it took only two days and traveled [-] miles to send it to the imperial capital."

"Guangcheng is not close." An old man over sixty years old felt a little emotional, and couldn't help but take another sip of sweet tea, "Master Li is very caring!"

"So that's how it is." The other adult was also a little stunned, sniffing the fragrance of the tea, "I said why is this tea so familiar, it turns out to be Lingqing shirt tea from Guangcheng!"

"Lord Li..." Master Hu heard the meaning behind Zhang Feng's words, and seemed to be asking cautiously for a while, but then said to everyone: "I remember that Master Li's young master participated in this test."

"The paper I approved." An adult seemed to have done something wrong, and said with a dry smile: "Mr. Li's last teaching question is not good, the people's livelihood is not good, and the understanding of ancient Chinese is also a little wrong. I only approved him 53." "

"53?" Mr. Hu frowned, perhaps for the sake of tea leaves, but also for the sake of Mr. Zhang's pointing out, pointing to the pile of papers that have been corrected: "Where are his papers? I see look."

"Yes!" The elder in his sixties agreed very much, "It is expected that Mr. Li is an important minister of the court, Mr. Li has also been influenced by Mr. Li's talents all year round, and he also worshiped the imperial examination Jinshi eight years ago as his teacher. He has been in and out for many years. In the academy, I have heard hundreds of sages explaining the scriptures, how can I be 53?"

When the old man said this, he changed to a self-deprecating tone and relaxed the whole atmosphere, "It must be that Master Cheng is a little tired marking the papers. I guess he is like me, dazzled?"