Fantasy: After ten thousand years of reading, I became an emperor

Although Jiang Beixuan didn't mind others' comments about him, Jiang Beixuan still happily accepted Wang Zifeng's praise.

"Brother Wang Zifeng, why did you suddenly say these words to me? Is there something you want to ask for my help with?"

After Wang Zifeng heard Jiang Beixuan's words, his face instantly turned red. His originally chubby face now had a hint of blush, making the already honest and honest Wang Zifeng even more adorable. After struggling for a long time, Wang Zifeng decided to The thoughts in my heart were expressed

"Actually... it’s not a big deal. You also know that my dream is to join Xingyue Palace, so I would like to ask you if you can take some time to tell me about Xingyue Palace after joining Xingyue Palace. I have I can no longer see this with my own eyes, but I hope you can help me appreciate the beauty of Xingyue Palace."

Jiang Beixuan was stunned for a moment after hearing what Wang Zifeng said. He looked at the yearning expression on Wang Zifeng's face. It seemed that he really loved Xingyue Palace to the core.

Jiang Beixuan wanted to help Wang Zifeng, but even if he took action now, There was no way to help Wang Zifeng win this year's Xingyue Palace assessment.

Jiang Beixuan had no choice but to reach out and pat Wang Zifeng's shoulder and said comfortingly.

"No problem, as long as I am admitted to the Xingyue Palace, I will definitely tell you what I saw."

Wang Zifeng got Jiang Beixuan's guarantee, and he became excited instantly like a child who got candy.

After hearing the conversation between Jiang Beixuan and Wang Zifeng, other monks in line cast disdainful glances. They could often hear the team Some people boasted about themselves, but in the end they failed even the second assessment and were eliminated in despair.

Jiang Beixuan didn't care what the people around him thought, because Jiang Beixuan and the other monks here were not at the same level at all. With Jiang Beixuan's cultivation in the middle stage of Saint King, it was easy to get admitted to the Xingyue Palace.

The first assessment was extremely fast, and soon it was Jiang Beixuan and Wang Zifeng's turn. Wang Zifeng picked up the table and placed it on it with ease. The dagger stabbed the middle finger of his right hand fiercely.

After the dagger pierced the skin, it stopped abruptly. Wang Zifeng squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it on a piece of white jade.

After waiting for a few seconds, the white jade stone The jade gradually turned yellow. After seeing the change of the jade, the Xingyue Palace inspector looked at Wang Zifeng with a smile.

"Hey, brother, you are very good at your age. You must take the exam this year. Once you fail, it means you will lose the opportunity to enter the Xingyue Palace. You must take it seriously!"

Wang Zifeng nodded firmly. Regardless of the final result, Wang Zifeng decided to work hard, even if it was to settle his hard work over the past six years.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I know what this year means to me. I will definitely use all my strength to test and strive to join Xingyue Palace."

Then it was Jiang Beixuan's turn. Jiang Beixuan followed Wang Zifeng's previous example, picked up a dagger and cut his skin, sending a drop of blood onto the white jade.

Jiang Beixuan originally thought that the jade would turn yellow, but Unexpectedly, it gradually turned green.