"Fellow Daoist doesn't seem to like talking." The system said.

Lin Shu: "......Yes."

"You must be calm in your mind when practicing Taoism, and it is good not to speak." The system still said with a smile.

Lin Shu listened quietly to the system praise him.

Apart from his master, he has never been praised by others, and it feels a little strange for a moment.

The system closed his eyes and thought, and after a few breaths, he opened it again, sighed and said, "It was time to start the second test, let fellow Taoists discuss the Tao with others, but the one who was suitable for discussing the Taoist in this Shangling test was a bamboo strait, and he was so entangled that he couldn't tell him anyway."

After saying that, before Lin Shu could speak, he continued, "He just argues, you don't like to talk, it's boring. I'll be the one who decides for now, so I won't let this try from fellow Taoist."

Lin Shu couldn't ask for it and said, "Thank you."

He knew very well that he was good at talking, and talking to normal people was not enough, let alone discussing the truth with the wise man.

This system can be easily avoided, which is also very interesting.

The system stood quietly on the top of the mountain, with wide robe and big sleeves, and fluttering clothes, which was very fairy-like. He said, "One of the third test, morning. Now it is the early morning weather. Please start with fellow Taoists."

Lin accidentally saw that he wore a three-foot long sword that was pitch black all over his waist.

He was very familiar with the shape and pattern of the sword - it was exactly the one he used.

He looked at himself and saw that he was wearing a very simple white robe, which was also dressed in the old master's sect.

It turns out that this "Shangling Dream" can reflect what people think in their hearts. When practicing immortality every day, the clothes and swords they wear will all appear in the illusion.

When he thought about it, the sword disappeared again. He silently recited it in his heart. After a moment, it really appeared again.

The system laughs: "Fellow Daoist really loves to play."

Lin Shu stopped playing, drew his sword and unsheathed it.

The dark scabbard and the long sword in the scabbard is also cold and dull, with a heavy texture. If a little fool is to pick it up, it will be difficult, but after all, he is in a illusion and feels much more relaxed.

Since coming to this world, Lin Shu hasn't touched the sword for two months, but the feeling of the sword in his hand is still very familiar.

The system said: "Fellow Taoist, please draw your sword."

Lin Shu raised the tip of the sword in a slanted manner as a starting position. He had thought about it two months ago and in the third test, he practiced a basic sword technique called "Canghailiu". This sword technique did not have many weird and tricky moves, and was very straightforward and peaceful.

Lin Shu doesn't want to recall what happened next.

He finished practicing a set of "The Sea Current" in the morning light, and systematically slapped his hands and exclaimed: "The sun is rising, the sea is rushing, and it is really awesome."

He finished practicing a set of "Canghai River" at dusk, and systematically praised: "The sun is about to fade, and all rivers return to the sea, and the Taoist is in a friendly state of mind."

He finished practicing a set of "Canghai River" in heavy rain, and the system continued to praise: "The wind and rain are everywhere, but the sea does not rise or fall, and the Taoist is kind-hearted."

......

God knows that he practiced the same swordsmanship, and his moves did not change at all.

When the twelve realms of cloudy, dusk, day, night; spring, summer, autumn, winter; cloudy, sunny, rain and snow were practiced one after another, the system sighed: "Fellow Taoist, you can't see the difference in your sword technique in the twelve realms."

——It can be seen that there is a ghost.

Lin Shu replied honestly: "There is no difference."

If he had to tell the truth, he lacked some aesthetics and had been withdrawn for a long time, and was very insensitive to things outside. He had no feelings about the weather and snow.

Since he didn't even feel anything, let alone integrate his perception of external objects into his sword technique, that's something he couldn't do even if he wanted to break his head.

That's why he chose "Canghailiu" as a central and peaceful swordsman, and practiced it twelve times, trying to get away with it.

If you haven't been confused, you have to go home to recite the alchemy recipe and apply for the Academic Academy next year to practice alchemy.

He was a little nervous, but he didn't expect that after the system sighed, he thoughtfully said: "Heaven moves forever, why don't you? - Yes, in your way, I didn't care about these external things."

I'm not, I don't.

Lin Shu had no expression on his face and said, "You said everything is right."

The system said: "Since that's the case, you'll leave quickly! It's hot outside, so you'll have a careful heat stroke."

Lin Shu thought for a while and asked, "Can I enter the academy?"

The system said: "Fellow Taoist, your basic skills are very good. You must be a disciple of a well-known sect who has been practicing immortality since childhood. The heart of Taoism is rare and a rare genius, so why worry?"

Lin Shu felt a little embarrassed when he looked at the system's sincere gaze.

The system says that he is a rare genius, but only he knows that he can even practice immortality. Only by going to the academy can he seize the slim hope that can change his qualifications.

He asked: "Is the number of people in the school a certain year?"

The system said: "Not necessarily, no matter how many people have the talent and can keep up with the school's courses, the school always wants it."

Lin Shuluo breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, he would not squeeze out other people's quotas and save him any troubles in the future.

The system said: "The exit of the dream is not here, please follow me."

Lin Shu obediently followed him down the mountain and left the landing interface of the top of the mountain. There was a ferry at the foot of the mountain. The mountains opposite were rolling and rolling, and there were vaguely buildings.

"When fellow Taoists enter the academy, they can go there." The system was holding up a bamboo raft at some point and said warmly: "Come up."

It's strange that it's clear that it's morning on the top of the mountain, but it's night at the foot of the mountain. The night is desolate and the fog is everywhere on the river. The system is raising its poles down the river. In a moment, it drives into the confusing white fog. Lin Shu suddenly feels a dizzy moment, his whole body is relaxed and comfortable, and he feels the stuffy and hot air outside.

He opened his eyes and it was almost noon. The weak body was in this place for a long time, dizzy and indescribable. He wanted to go to the shade next to him. What was hateful is that his wrist was tied up by Li Yamao again, and several knots were tied, which could not be untied no matter what.

When Li Yamao woke up from the illusion, Lin Shu around him had already inhaled more and had less breathing.

Li Yamao shouted: "My little ancestor!"

The little ancestor was slightly gasping, and he was not very awake.

Li Yamao dragged the person to a cool place, and there was no way out for a while. Fortunately, Li Chimao woke up quickly. They dragged the person outside the venue and poured a large bowl of mung bean soup. Lin Shu slowly came over.

Lin Shu: "..."

This physique is really hateful and he almost died before he succeeds.

Seeing that he was normal, the two brothers breathed a sigh of relief, took the donkey out and prepared to go home.

Li Yamao said: "Brother Ji, how did you do in the exam?"

Li Jimao shook his head: "The immortal who tested me advised me to do things at home in the future and not to bother with this trip."
Chapter completed!