Chapter 61 The Proud Son of Heaven 4
This time, the unruly figure in the mirror had disappeared, Yang Shirui felt a little lost for some reason.
The entrance examination is about to begin, and the examiners have already divided the areas and numbers into eight formations and four levels, A, B, C, D and Zichou Yinmao, facing each other in pairs.
Tian Miao found a comfortable place at the moment, called out the Tianji Mirror, took out a reclining chair, lay on it and began to watch the assessment.
At this moment, Konghou appeared.
"Boss." Kong Hou sat on the ground next to the recliner, tilted her head to look at the picture in the Tianji mirror, "Is that person just now our target this time?"
"Come back so soon?" Tian Miao didn't answer Kong Hou's question, but asked casually.
"There has been no dragon clan in this world for a long time. The only fake dragon is that Yinglong." Kong Hou curled her lips, "A lazy and lazy old man. So I don't bother to go shopping. I'd better come back to accompany you, the boss. I'm the one who saddles the boss. The goal of Longsheng."
"Tsk, I won't see you for a while, you've grown so much and you're good at flattering." Tian Miao laughed a little.
"Hey, this is the person, is he our target this time?" Kong Hou pointed to the person in the mirror. That person was exactly what Yang Shirui said was a curly-haired young man with good qualifications.
The reason why Kong Hou said this was because Kong Hou had a vague feeling that this person had extraordinary luck, and it was not for nothing that he stayed by Tian Miao's side these days. She can also vaguely sense some lucky people.
Tianmiao raised her eyelids to take a look, and the Tianji Mirror had already changed the scene.
"Let's watch the assessment. It's boring anyway." Tian Miao still didn't answer Kong Hou's question, but said this lazily.
Kong Hou's heart was itching, and the mode of wanting to ask but dare not ask was turned on.
With the sound of a gong, the entrance to the formation of the first level was opened, and the disciples of the trial filed in. The first thing they had to deal with was the mystery formation.
This formation is one of the compulsory formation courses for the introductory disciples of the Canglang Sect. It tests the comprehension and patience of all disciples.
This entry test, there are many people who are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Everyone is looking forward to it, and they all gather in front of the mirror. The more the first test, the more interesting it is.
"In one hour, those who can break the formation will enter the next round. If anyone wants to give up, just tear off their number plate, and the exit will appear. Of course, I don't want to see cowardly people appear. After four bells, the first After one level is over, you can go directly to the next level, and if you understand everything, now, the assessment begins." The chief examiner pinched a trick in his hand, and the entrance of the Heavenly Mystery Maze disappeared behind all the assessment disciples.
There was a dense fog all around, and there was nothing but the fog. Some people raised their feet and walked straight forward, and some timid gangs walked together in two or three. Soon, the 380 or 90 people who were assessed disappeared in the original place. land.
At first, there were people chattering and joking, but less than a quarter of an hour later, a scream appeared in the mist, breaking the calm.
The source of the scream was reflected in the mirror outside the formation.
A fat man huddled on the ground and couldn't help shaking, shouting constantly: "Help! Please! Don't kill me! There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"
His surroundings were still covered in white mist, and nothing appeared.
The fat man was shaking like chaff, and the fat on his waist was trembling with a rattling sound. He was obviously very scared, but it added a bit of humor.
Only a moment later, the fat man took off his number plate decisively, a white light flashed, and he lay down in the middle of the platform.