Chapter 31

Among the three people were the Confucian scholar Gui, Zhu Chi, and another 30-year-old woman with blue hair, a Confucian scholar from Jiuyingshan Mountain.

At this time, Liu Ming already knew that the Confucian scholar's full name was Gui Ruquan, and that the beautiful Daoist who could stand with them was obviously the one Zhong Shigu who had been in seclusion.

As for the other inner disciples, in addition to the newcomers and the disciples I met last time, there are also many old disciples over the age of 30.

The faces of these old disciples are unfamiliar, but each one has a thick atmosphere, and it is obvious that most of them are not simple.

After waiting for a while, more than a dozen inner disciples landed around the square. After that, no one appeared, Gui Ruquan said with a light cough.

"Very well, except for the few disciples who were unable to return in time due to the sect's mission, all the disciples of our nine infants lineage have already arrived. This time is also the first time since several new junior disciples entered the lineage. Second Xiaobi. All disciples who perform well in Xiaobi will be rewarded, and the best performers will be rewarded with additional rewards. Junior Brother Zhu, bring out all the test items."

The last few words of the Confucian scholar were addressed to Zhu Chi.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I'm ready." The man with drab hair grinned and walked up and down a few steps, suddenly there were a few more pale yellow talismans in his hands, and his hands were lined up.

After the sound of the bang, the white air rolled out, and more than a dozen things appeared out of thin air in the center of the square.

Seeing this, Liu Ming's eyes lit up. Those talismans should be the storage talismans that Master Su mentioned.

So many things can be put into a small talisman, it is really amazing!

There are five black iron locks of different sizes, a half-zhang high stone monument, and seven or eight simple dolls of different colors, some wearing thick armor, and some holding a huge iron sword.

"According to the old rules, the competition will be divided into three groups. One group of new entry disciples, one group of disciples over 30 years old, and another group of remaining disciples. The content of the competition is divided into three types: strength, magic, and actual combat. Junior Brother Zhu , you will be in charge of the test for the disciples over the age of 30 in a while, Junior Sister Zhou will be in charge of the under-30s, and I will personally take charge of the new disciples." Gui Ruquan said after explaining a few words.

Zhu Chi and that Master Zhong would naturally not object.

After some further discussion, the three decided to start the test with the new disciples, then the disciples under the age of 30, and finally the older disciples over the age of 30.

After the scholar coughed lightly, he walked out and said:

"The new disciples should come forward and let the brothers and sisters who have never met you get to know each other. Our Jiuying lineage may not be very strong in the sect, but if we are united, we are by no means inferior to other lines."

Hearing what the Confucian scholar said, Liu Ming and other five newcomers naturally walked out and bowed to the others around them after reporting their names.

The other disciples also returned their salutes with smiles.

"Yu Cheng, as a direct disciple, you should start first. Let me see the effect of your practice in the past six months." The Confucian scholar glanced at Liu Ming and the others, and finally said with a meal on the red-haired boy. .

Hearing the words, the red-haired boy naturally bowed and said yes, walked towards the five dark iron locks, and finally stopped in front of the youngest one.

Said to be the smallest, the black iron lock in front of him is the size of a washbasin, and it looks like four or five hundred pounds. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary mortals to shake it.

At least Liu Ming thinks,

If it weren't for stimulating potential, I'm afraid I would be quite reluctant.

After the red-haired boy gave a low drink, he grabbed the handle of the iron lock with both hands, and his arms suddenly exerted force.

The iron lock only swayed a few times, but failed to get off the ground.

The red-haired boy's face turned a little red, and suddenly there were words in his mouth, and a faint yellow light suddenly enveloped the whole body, and the whole person's breath was completely different from the previous one.

After another loud shout, several slender yellow shiny spiritual lines appeared on the boy's arm, and he lifted the iron lock in one fell swoop.

"Bang" sound.

In a moment, the boy's face flushed red, the iron lock was thrown back to the ground, and even a shallow pit was smashed into it.

"It seems that your Earth Spirit Art has already reached the first level. Otherwise, you will not be able to lift this lock just by insisting on mana. Do you want to try the second one?" Gui Ruquan said with a slight smile when he saw this situation. No comments were made on the result of the red-haired teenager lifting the locks.

Most of the other inner disciples watching around the square just looked at it with a smile, and they didn't show any surprises either.

"This disciple is already very reluctant to lift this one. The second one is impossible to lift at all." The red-haired boy took a few deep breaths, calmed his panting chest, and replied respectfully.

"Well, then you can use the strongest spell to attack this stone tablet made of white Burmese crystal ten steps away, and use the depth of the traces left on it within ten breaths to judge your spell proficiency and power. ." The scholar said slowly.

"Yes, Master Gui!" After Yu Cheng agreed, he took a few steps to the place ten paces away from the white and misty stone tablet. With a solemn expression, he quickly made a gesture. After counting his breaths, a slap suddenly appeared between his hands. Large cyan flakes and getting brighter.

The young man suddenly shouted "Wind Blade" in his mouth, raised one hand, and the flakes shot out in a flash.

There was a muffled sound, and a clear white mark appeared on the seemingly smooth stone tablet, half an inch deep.

This stone tablet is surprisingly hard.

Yu Cheng continued to recite words in his mouth, but this time, the wind blade between his two hands only condensed a little, and Gui Ruquan said lightly "it's time".

The red-haired boy could only disperse the unfinished spell, and there was still a bit of unwillingness on his face.

"Well, if you can enter the monument for half an inch, it seems that you have spent a lot of time in this technique, and it is considered a real entry. As long as you continue to work hard, if you can make two attacks within ten breaths, this technique will be considered a small success. Realm. However, the further you go to the back of your spell practice, the harder it will be to improve, so you need to be mentally prepared." After the scholar glanced at the stone tablet, he finally nodded his head and woke up.

The red-haired boy said yes.

"I can only give you a moderate evaluation for the first two tests. The final result depends on your final actual combat. You are new entry disciples, you just need to wait until the puppet with the lowest score." Walk towards the dolls.

After he stopped in front of the shortest puppet with his bare hands, he slapped a groove on its chest with one hand, and immediately inserted a white misty spirit stone, and then used a finger to punch the puppet's head. At one point, a ray of black air flashed into it.

The next moment, the doll, which was originally silent and motionless, flashed red light in his eyes, strode into the square and drew a circle long ago, and stopped again.

"You and this puppet injected with a low-level battle spirit are fighting in this circle. No matter who walks out of this circle, it will be considered a failure. The specific results will depend on how long you can last under the attack of this puppet." Gui Ru Quan said with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the words, the red-haired boy did not dare to neglect, he touched his waist with one hand, took out a short green blade several feet long, and walked carefully into the circle.

As soon as he stepped into the circle with both feet, the seemingly cumbersome puppet suddenly moved, and it rushed like a gust of wind.

The red-haired boy was startled, and almost subconsciously, he slashed the short blade in his hand towards the puppet and slashed away.

With a "poof" sound, a light green blade light rolled out, but the cut on the puppet only made its body slightly congeal, and it continued to pounce as if nothing had happened.

The young man suddenly became a little flustered, and hurriedly retreated back.

As he continued to wave the short blade in his hand, he hurriedly recited the wind blade formula in his mouth, but in a panic, the formula made mistakes again and again, and even a wind blade was issued.

After a while, the puppet attacked with its talisman to the front of it, and a palm knocked it out of the circle.

"Low-level in actual combat. Overall evaluation, low-level." Gui Ruquan shook his head, but said calmly.

Yu Cheng wasn't really hurt, but after standing up, he could only walk back to the other disciples in dejection.

When Liu Ming and other new disciples saw this, they couldn't help looking at each other.

"Next, Xue Shan." The Confucian scholar unceremoniously called out the next name.

Xue Shan grinned, but he could only bite the bullet and go out.

Sure enough, after the three tests, he had not yet cultivated into the first-level basic exercises, and he could not lift any iron locks at all, and the spell test could only use the fire bomb technique to barely leave a small trace on the stone tablet. The final actual combat result was even more unbearable, and the puppet was also knocked out of the circle in an instant.

The final evaluation he got was naturally just a "lower class".

The following Wan Xiaoqian is slightly better.

Although this woman also performed poorly in strength and spells, but in the final battle, she first cast a lightening technique on herself, plus another wind attribute spell to assist, she actually persisted for a tea time under the puppet attack, In the end, it got a low-to-mid rating.

"Bai Congtian"

The scholar's eyes finally fell on Liu Ming.

After Liu Ming took a deep breath, he pushed the Dark Bone Jue slightly, and a layer of faint black energy rolled out of his body and walked towards the iron locks.

Seeing this, the scholar's eyes narrowed slightly.

On the other side, Zhu Chi was originally talking to the Taoist nun beside him in a low voice, and after seeing the vision on Liu Ming's body, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

Seeing this, the Taoist nun next to her asked with a raised eyebrow:

"Why, why is Brother Zhu surprised?"

"Junior Sister Zhong didn't know, this son is only the three spiritual meridians, and the cultivation method he chose is not the ghost spirit art that focuses on the main meridian. But looking at his appearance, it is clear that he has already cultivated the first level of the ghost spirit art. Something unexpected." Zhu Chi replied slowly.

"There is such a thing, it seems that this child should not only be as simple as the three spiritual veins." After hearing this, the beautiful Taoist nun looked into Liu Ming's eyes, and immediately showed an interested look.

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