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At this time, the Book Pavilion filled with the fragrance of books already smelled a little like printing ink. Yan Ruyu, surrounded by literary spirit, is sitting in the center of the bookstore, facing Wei Ze. Beside the two of them, there is a pile of printed test papers, which were collected by the official transfer staff two days ago and transported to the designated place. , and then passed it directly into the bookstore through the transfer technique that Wei Ze had already drawn.

"Words are like a person, and the heart is seen from the words."

Yan Ruyu was reading silently, brushing the stacks of test papers in front of her with her fingers, and the light golden breath on her body flowed onto the papers through her fingers, dyeing all the hills of the papers golden.

"The so-called calligraphy is also a painting of the heart. Between the brush and the ink, it is enough to focus on human beings...The sincerity of the students is condensed in the words, and let the old man see one or two of them."

After the words fell, a mighty golden literary energy surged in the book pavilion. Under the ocean-like fluctuation, the hill of papers trembled, and the stacked papers flew out one by one. Bathed in this wave of culture, the printed characters on the paper did not change, but the handwriting was floating as if it were alive, and tiny particles flowed from the handwriting on the answer paper.

——This is the so-called "seeing the words as the face, and the handwriting as the heart". Handwritten handwriting must contain the state of mind and emotions of the writer at that time, and it is this emotion that constitutes the subtle style and blends in the handwriting. This dynamic of life cannot be imitated by modern printing anyway.

But in front of Yan Ruyu, a literary sage, as long as literary energy exists, it can be transformed into spiritual power that he can use, and he can move it at will like his hands and feet. Under his guidance, the bits and pieces of style on each test paper were completely extracted, floating on the surface of the test paper, exuding strange colors.

This scene was shocking: Thousands of test papers floated in the bookstore, with Yan Ruyu as the center, flowing with a small literary spirit, and the trajectory was orderly and not chaotic. It's just different from Yan Ruyu's own literary spirit, the extracted breath is full of anxiety, caution and nervousness... It is the spirit of the respondent's writing.

The sage of literature is worthy of being a sage of literature. Not only can he use pen, ink, paper and inkstone, but he can even manage a signature pen...Wei Ze admired in his heart, but he stood up and pushed open the side door of the bookstore—the door was just outside the door. Facing a wall, and at this moment, a wandering ghost face was already waiting on the wall.

"It's all ready."

Wei Ze nodded, put his two fingers together and pointed at the paper rolls exuding heart energy in the book pavilion, and pulled them out of the ocean of literary energy one by one, flying to the ghost carved on the wall.

The ghost face on the wall opened its mouth, spit out its gray tongue, and quickly swept across the papers floating in the air in front of it, the tip of its tongue wrapped around some of the papers exuding a gray aura,

Then they put those papers directly into the mouth, chewed them a few times and disappeared, which is more efficient than a paper shredder.

The ghosts carved on the wall can observe human nature and identify evil thoughts, which naturally also includes the unrighteous heart contained in this writing.

Although the announcement at the time announced that the exam was a closed-book exam, in fact the answer sheets were conducted in the examinees' respective homes without any means of monitoring. Under the inertial thinking that success or failure is determined by scores, it is inevitable that some people will have some crooked thoughts.

Copying from the bibliography, several people answering the paper together and checking each other's answers, and even looking it up with a mobile phone... Wei Ze had expected this situation. Rather, it is precisely because of this situation that he deliberately made the question a popular one. Most of the answers can even be found on Baidu, in order to find out these people with impure minds.

Yan Ruyu's "seeing the words like a face" can embody the spirit in the handwriting, and if there is any deviation in the heart, it can't escape the smell of the ghost on the wall - this ghost face used to swallow the criminal's evil thoughts, but now it Those who swallowed were the testimonials of those with unrighteous minds.

I don't know if I don't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it. After some screening, nearly half of the 2,000 answer sheets were cheating papers swallowed by the wall carving ghost. Then filter out those who are messy on the surface and obviously have a weak foundation to answer casually, and the remaining papers are only in the early 1000s.

But Wei Ze still didn't look at the answers of the papers themselves, he just snapped his fingers and called out Wuxin, pointing to the heart energy floating on it: "You can also hear the heart sound contained in this heart energy, right? Tell me the meaning of this central spirit."

"Yes, my lord." Wuxin's voice sounded in my ears, "The meaning of this heart is... I must be admitted to Kunlun University! Become a real immortal, bring the whole family together to prolong life, and protect me during the recovery of spiritual energy. family."

"Well, this one is fine, keep it." Wei Ze nodded, pointing to the second one, "Go on and listen, what is the meaning of this one?"

"This is... I want to be admitted to Kunlun University, learn Yujian and formations, and start a brand-new logistics industry that uses flight transfer as the delivery method. It will kill all the current express companies and make a lot of money."

"Uh... this one is also quite ambitious, so stay. What about this one?"

"Originally I wanted to study religion abroad, but every time I drew a card and called God to bless me, I never got it. Instead, I called out a few days ago that the old man in the sky is about to manifest and ship goods. I feel that believing in God is not as good as believing in local gods. ...It's better to be an immortal cultivator!"

"...All right, stay."

In the next half a day, using Wuxin's ability to listen to heart sounds, Wei Ze listened to the thoughts contained in the thousand test papers, such as those who want to strengthen the kidney through refining qi, or want to study the spirit hair growth agent , There are even those who want to enter the blessed land to see if they can develop real estate... There are all kinds of strange reasons. After looking at it, Wei Ze can only feel that these students know more about cultivating immortals than himself.

Among them, another wave of weak-minded people were screened out, such as those who wanted to enter Xiuxian University without doing a final thesis, those who came to cultivate immortals because they did not move bricks in the laboratory, and those who felt that female immortal cultivators must They are all beautiful and want to ask for a wife... Candidates with such evasive thoughts are all screened out, and those unrighteous thoughts like "becoming a cultivator can do whatever they want" are removed. In the end, only More than 600 copies.

Now that the recovery of spiritual energy has just been known by the world, the public still doesn't know the meaning of cultivating immortals. It is already considered very good to have so many people come here with sincerity.

"Is this the last one left?"

Yan Ruyu flipped through the stacks of papers that were finally left in the bookstore, and looked at the names one by one: "In just one year, the number of students at Kunlun University will increase tenfold...It is really unpredictable. In this wave of spiritual energy Among them, the world has such a reaction to the immortal way..."

"This is just the beginning. Now that the recovery of spiritual energy has just emerged, the society still needs a period of adaptation. During this time, it is our responsibility to popularize the immortal way. This time, resources and time are limited, and we have to further expand the scope later. More people are included in the scope of enrollment."

Wei Ze smiled, wrote down the names left on the papers one by one, integrated them into a list, and then walked out of the bookstore, ready to put it in.

The final result is still determined, this wave of enrollment is over, and the next thing is to announce the list, and then it is the admission notice and other procedures.

This time there were hundreds of sheep...hundreds of students. Looking at the names on the list, Wei Ze was filled with the surprise of picking up a mine. The development of the Shangguan resident and other blessed land areas requires a lot of spiritual power, but with this amount of foundation, it will not take long for the blessed land to be fully developed.

But what he didn't see was that behind him, Yan Ruyu was still stranded in the bookstore, looking at the test paper that still had a gleam of dao heart, as if reading something silently. It was a long time before he raised his head and looked at the sky through the window of the bookstore, with strange vicissitudes in his eyes.

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