Myriad Immortals

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"What good is having immense internal strength if one's will is not steadfast?"

On the high platform.

Lin Muzhi looked at the foolish young examinee on the civil service examination stage and shook his head.

"If such a person were to go to the front lines of the demon-suppressing campaign, he would probably be terrified by the demons before he even had a chance to fight."

After he entered the Jiujiang Governor's Office, he repeatedly advised that practicality should be the fundamental principle.

The Qing Kingdom is currently experiencing undercurrents, and it is precisely the time when it needs talented individuals.

On paper, strength alone is not enough; we must have sufficient combat power.

The old prefect of Yunzhou nodded slightly:

"Lord Lin's method of examination is quite ingenious."

If he were to set the test, it would likely be the same as before: move a huge rock and test internal strength by the depth of the palm print.

This has almost become the standard practice for internal martial arts in each state, with little innovation.

Now that Lin Mu has modified it, it has become much more interesting to watch.

"I heard that Lord Lin single-handedly killed a giant serpent with dragon blood a month ago."

Despite Lin Muzhi's refined and scholarly appearance, he actually rose through the ranks to become the Governor-General of Jiujiang through his outstanding military achievements. Therefore, the questions he sets are more focused on practical combat.

Even though the middle-aged supervisor had already offered a reminder.

But the provincial examination was a matter of great importance, concerning one's rise to prominence; who wouldn't give it their all?

Therefore, it was not uncommon to see candidates who, in an attempt to gamble their lives, had their minds clouded by the allure of jade, being carried off the stage by soldiers.

Some of the old officials who were in charge of the local examinations watched as someone spilled yellow soup all over the ground.

I couldn't help but shake my head secretly.

Although they felt something was amiss, no one spoke up.

Lin Muzhi was a third-rank official, on par with the prefect, and was also the chief examiner for this provincial examination. No one else had the right to interfere with what questions he came up with.

Looking at the increasing number of candidates making a fool of themselves in the civil service examinations.

The old prefect of Yunzhou couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly.

It's normal for scholars to be prone to inner demons, but if they perform too poorly, they'll lose face.

at this time.

On the arena.

"Group C, step forward, the test begins!"

Zhong Xuan and dozens of examinees arrived at the cold jade at the bottom of the river and formed a circle.

Following the instructions of the middle-aged supervisor, he raised his right palm and placed it against the jade.

In an instant—

Zhong Xuan felt a bone-chilling cold creep up his arm and into his marrow, and even the scene before him seemed to change, as if he had truly become a stubborn rock at the bottom of a river.

They felt as if countless demonic beasts were rushing past them, and they could vaguely sense the presence of a great demon among them, which plunged them into endless fear and made their minds tremble.

Incredibly miraculous.

Zhong Xuan was amazed.

"As expected of the methods employed by the Jiujiang Governor's Office!"

This year, Lin Muzhi, who came from the Jiujiang Governor's Office, was one of the examiners for Yunzhou, so the examination method naturally reflected the style of the Jiujiang Governor's Office.

The scene before them was exactly the same as the one in Jiujiang Governor's Mansion where the river monster was suppressed.

"Hmm..."

A muffled groan came from beside Zhong Xuan.

The young candidate in his group finally couldn't hold on any longer and was so overwhelmed by the fantasy that he fell to the ground, his face filled with fear.

Ten breaths.

Although not all those who become scholars are martial artists, they are all outstanding individuals.

But in just ten breaths, 40% of the examinees had already detached their hands from the cold jade at the bottom of the river.

The rest of the people.

Most of them relied on their internal energy to withstand the attack, but even so, they were already at their limit.

Those watching concluded that Group C was not much different from the previous two groups.

"Um?"

The prefect of Yunzhou let out a soft "hmm".

Less than a hundred breaths had passed, and only a handful of people remained, having already lost interest in watching.

But a figure on the arena piqued his interest: "This person's internal strength is mediocre, but his temperament is quite good."

At his level, what kind of geniuses haven't he seen?

The reason for the surprise was that the person relied not on internal strength, but on their temperament.

Even if Mount Tai collapses before you, remain calm.

One hundred breaths.

One hundred and fifty breaths.

Two hundred breaths.

......

Of the thirty students from Group C who went up to the arena together, only Zhong Xuan remained.

Unlike other candidates.

Zhong Xuan showed no fear whatsoever; in fact, he became even more radiant.

Ordinary students would never have the chance to come into contact with demonic beasts, let alone candidates for the civil service examination. It is only natural that their heartstrings would snap when they were suddenly stared at by a powerful demon.

But this scene was all too familiar to Zhong Xuan.

When he was visualizing the Flying Eagle, he was surrounded by two powerful demons. So, he was naturally much more at ease when facing the scene of the cold jade at the bottom of the river.

After more than a year of trials and tribulations.

His composure is even comparable to Zheng Yue, who has reached the Great Perfection of Bone Refinement.

The tendons cannot be trained.

No one could compare to him.

Even those skilled in martial arts can compete for the title of martial arts examinee, while those willing to take the civil service examination are few and far between.

Zhong Xuanyi stood firmly on the arena, as steady as a rock.

This immediately piqued the interest of the onlookers.

"Who is this person?"

Zhang Lie, sitting in the crowd, had his eyes shining.

"Brother Zhong, you've been hiding this for ages!"

Based on the performance of those people before him, if Zhong Xuan could hold out for a quarter of an hour, he might have a chance to get a Grade A in the assessment.

A first-class degree in the imperial examination means one has a good chance of becoming a successful candidate in the provincial examination!

Thinking about this...

Zhang Lie's lips became somewhat dry.

Be nice.

Is Baisha County going to produce a successful candidate in the imperial examinations this year?!

I dare not hide my talents.

Under the gaze of thousands, Zhong Xuan persisted until he reached his limit before slowly releasing his grip, his forehead already beaded with sweat.

"Good luck."

Zhong Xuan had a feeling of having correctly predicted the exam questions during his college entrance exam in his previous life.

The soldier recording the events looked at Zhong Xuan with some surprise, then went to the burning incense and candles to confirm before loudly announcing, "Zhong Xuan of Yongning Prefecture, four hundred and thirty-five breaths!"

A quarter of an hour is three hundred breaths.

Four hundred and thirty-five breaths, that's more than a quarter of an hour.

It was more than double that of the second-place team in the same group.

It was even comparable to the five hundred breaths of the martial arts practitioner in the previous group.

An uproar ensued!

"good!"

Zhang Lie slapped his thigh and almost couldn't help but stand up and cheer.

Since only Zhong Xuan remained on the arena.

Lin Muzhi's attention was also drawn to this, and he nodded approvingly: "The ancients said, 'Mature and prudent,' which is truly true. The older generation is indeed more mature and prudent."

He was a general in the Governor-General's Office of Jiujiang.

Leading troops to suppress demons was a common occurrence for him, but what he admired most were not the hot-blooded young talents, but the seasoned veterans.

Where have young people ever seen a monster as powerful as a tidal wave?

He was so terrified when he entered the battlefield that he was lucky if he could only use 70% of his martial arts skills.

The veteran soldiers, on the other hand, not only remained calm but were even able to defeat the stronger opponents.

The reason why a battle-hardened army is so powerful.

It's all thanks to these people.

When he set the questions, he actually had this idea in mind.

Lin Muzhi's lips curled up slightly: "From this man alone, it can be seen that Yunzhou must be a skilled military leader."

Upon hearing Lin Muzhi's praise, the prefect of Yunzhou finally smiled again.

"This person is indeed quite good."