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nHow to fuse Burning Grass, Sky Fire Flower, and Sky Fire Stone?

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nDong Xi felt that this question was the key to the selection. She seriously organized her thoughts, picked up a brush, and drew the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams, marking out the attributes of the three. According to the eight trigrams, she calculated the balance between the three.

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nAfter finishing the last stroke, she looked at the test paper filled with answers with relief. This was not difficult for a science student!

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nThis time, she finished the answer completely. Just as she wrote her name, she heard Eldest Senior Brother say, “Time’s up.”

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nLiang Yan stood on the stage and with a wave of his hand, all the test papers floated in the air. The crowd immediately let out a cry of grief.

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nOnly Dong Xi heaved a sigh of relief. There was almost not enough time.

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nShe picked up her token and went to find Ke Xin. The moment the two met, she immediately asked, “How is it?”

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nThey looked at each other and Ke Xin sighed. “As you said before, I’ve written everything I know and made up everything I don’t know. Whether they are correct… I have no idea…”

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nDong Xi understood this feeling.

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nDong Xi said, “Do your best. Leave it to fate. Don’t be too conflicted.”

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nWhen everyone’s papers were placed in front of Liang Yan, he finished reading all three papers in a single breath.

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nWhen he flipped to one of the papers, he suddenly stopped.

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nThe paper was filled with words and most of them were correct. However, the handwriting was really ugly.

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nHe continued to check the test papers until he reached the last question. His eyes widened, and he felt as if he had been enlightened.

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nWas this the Eight Trigrams? It could actually be used like this?

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nHowever, he did not understand the algorithm.

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nI did not expect that there would be such a genius in the outer sect. Let’s see what kind of disciple he is!

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nLiang Yan was curious. He found the front of the test paper and saw two big words written on it.

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nDong Xi.

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nLiang Yan was stunned. His heart was filled with shock, and it took him a long time to recover.

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nWere kids these days already so powerful? He could not even fully understand the calculation method she wrote down.

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nAlthough this girl was very smart, her handwriting was too ugly and lacked style.

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nAs he thought about it, he put Dong Xi’s test paper aside and showed it to his master later.

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nWhen he looked at the other people’s test papers, although they were not bad, they were not as refreshing as Dong Xi’s.

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nHe took the few scripts he had selected and came to his master’s cave abode. Out of selfishness, he placed Dong Xi’s script at the top.

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nTo be able to write so much at such a young age, it was not an exaggeration to call her a genius.

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nHer weakness was that her cultivation was a little low, and her talent was not very good. He did not know if his master would like it.

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nMaster Lingxu looked at the script, especially the words on the first script. He instinctively wanted to flip to the next one, but Liang Yan stopped him in time. “Master.”

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nMaster Lingxu took a look and saw Liang Yan frowning. He said with a strange expression, “Master, won’t you take a good look at this one?”

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nMaster Lingxu understood Liang Yan’s character. If this paper was not outstanding, Liang Yan would not be like this.

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nHe lowered his head and opened the paper again. He looked at it carefully and was more and more surprised.

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nAfter reading it, he put the paper aside. “This test is interesting. Which mountain is this disciple called Dong Xi from? It’s a good idea, but the handwriting is too ugly.”

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n“Master, this is the new disciple who just entered the sect a few days ago. She’s an outer sect disciple and is ten years old,” Liang Yan replied respectfully.

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n“Ten? No wonder her handwriting is so ugly.” Master Lingxu sighed and suddenly thought of something. He immediately stood up and asked in disbelief, “Wait a minute, how old did you say she was?!”

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nLiang Yan was not surprised at all when he saw his Master’s reaction. He immediately said, “Ten years old.”

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nMaster Lingxu waved his hand, and the other exam papers disappeared without a trace. “This is enough. There’s no need to look at the other disciples.”

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nSince he was the one choosing his disciples, Liang Yan could not interfere too much. However, as the eldest disciple, he had to remind him, “Master, this disciple’s aptitude is a bit poor.”

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n“poor in what way?” Master Lingxu frowned.

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n“She only has three spirit roots.”

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nMaster Lingxu waved his hand. “It’s fine if she has three spiritual roots. With my strength, I can at least raise her to the Golden Core stage. Just tell me, is there a fire attribute in her three spiritual roots? ”

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nWhen Master Lingxu asked this question, he had already thought about it.

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nEven if this disciple did not have a fire attribute spirit root, with her talent in alchemy, she had to catch a fire spirit.

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nLiang Yan had been Master Lingxu’s disciple for a hundred years and completely understood his personality. It was already inevitable that Dong Xi would become his last disciple, unless… they could find someone more outstanding.

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