Grasping Evil

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The horn sound does not know where to come from, it seems that there is a big supernatural blessing, so that everyone who hears the horn sound has a feeling of boiling blood.

Then there was a silver light coming from the sky, and the silver light looked like a flame, dazzling to be unable to look at it, and when it was near, it was a veteran standing in a silver flame.

The old man wears a golden hoop, his face is tight and stiff, his skin is black and green, he can't see any expression, and his body is dead, it is a dead corpse that has died for countless years!

The corpse of the corpse reveals the sturdy atmosphere of the early stage of the murder. In his hand, he holds a scroll with a silver fire seal. Once standing in the air, Hud will open the scroll and suddenly have a breathtaking momentum. As a gust of wind, everyone in this place swept through.

Those tribes who have been repaired as bad are often blown up, and only the true fairy can stay in this wind.

It’s easy to blow the wind, and the tribes of the tribes are not allowed to stand firm, and they are screaming at the corpse!

"Welcome to the Holy Spirit!" The sound went straight into the sky.

The people of Tamu naturally bowed down. The monks who flew in the air and watched the event from afar, also landed on the ground, respectfully bowing down, including even the noble Dolan!

The ranks of the Dabei are strict, and the tribe monks are the descendants of the drug slaves, so they have the lowest status. The status of the sacred mountain guards is slightly higher, but if they see the ambassador, they must still be embarrassed. Even the so-called sacred ambassador is just a group of ingenious corpses!

"You, why don't you!"

The old man of the corpse swept across the grassland, and suddenly one person dared not to blame himself, and the voice was hoarse.

"Ning is not a big humble person, naturally no need to worship anyone." Ning Fan faint.

"This statement is reasonable..."

The old man's tone is still blunt, no mood, listening to this discourse, seems to agree with Ning Fan's explanation, but suddenly his body swayed. Suddenly disappeared from the air, even a trace of afterimages did not stay!

Ning Fan's gaze is micro-coagulated, and his body shape disappears without disappearing. The next moment, no one in the sky, suddenly spreads the explosion, like a sound, and it seems to be an overlap of countless sounds. Then there was a crack in the space that was torn from the air, and then. Then two figures flew out of the cracks in the space.

It is Ning Fan and the old man of the corpse! Ning Fanyun lightly landed back to the ground, and the stunned old man’s stunned eyes were a bit stunned.

"What happened!" This place includes the empty monk, no one has seen what the old man and Ning Fan did!

It’s Dolan, and I don’t know what happened in this moment!

"This statement is really reasonable."

The old man of the corpse was shocked and still indifferent. Only he knew it in this place. In that very short moment, he had smashed dozens of punches with Ning Fan. And with the strength of his corpse, he was completely in the air!

According to the sacred rules, if you have the strength of the sacred ambassador, you can ignore the hierarchy. See the Holy Spirit and not be jealous. Ning Fan has such strength, naturally he does not need to marry him, but if he sees a stronger ambassador, he still needs to bow down.

"This Ning surname is repaired under the pressure of rebellion. Can you still face the beginning of the broken thoughts?"

When the monks here saw the sacred ambassador, they did not pay attention to the blame, and they all had speculations and secretly stunned. Turning to the Tambo, after all, there is only one Ning Fan. The strength of one person is stronger, and after all, it is limited. It is impossible to change the situation of this small ratio too much, and they are relieved.

After all, it’s just a person...

The old man of the corpse was still indifferent, and he stood up and began to read the scrolls in his hands.

"The battle to win the mausoleum, the opening of the millennium, the ratio of the southern Xinjiang, is responsible for the No. 41 sacred ambassador of the B-word, the text test, the martial arts test two! The first part of the total score, can enter the state to participate in the second to win the tomb Round! Now, this Holy Spirit will issue a test paper, and advise you not to blink, so that you can see what happens next, and don’t miss it!”

The old man of the corpse read the song and slammed the scroll in his hand. The scroll flew up all the way, and suddenly turned into a silver fire dragon. When it rose to the apex, it suddenly turned and broke into countless flames and fell on the grassland. The wild grass was burned clean, but after the count, the ground was over the scorched earth, but a new tender weed was grown strangely.

The whole process is not only a few dozens of interest, but then it contains too many magical ideas... The test is to be tested, it is the truth of this scene!

"This is the title of the first round of textual examinations for this year. I will have to comprehend each other. I will comprehend the book on the show and send it back to Zhongzhou, and the merits of the Zhongzhou Zhudi. , set the score!"

After all, the old man of the corpse turned his hand again and took out a piece of silver animal bone. After smashing it into bone powder in the palm, he threw it forward and suddenly there was a silver ashes. When the wind fell, a grain of ashes fell immediately after landing. A low table supported by a skeleton. The number of bone tables is seven hundred, twenty-one, a total of thirty-five columns, one is not much, just the number of tribes in southern Xinjiang.

"All previous textual tests are randomly given a question to test the monks' respective comprehension. Unfortunately, there are too few wise men in the southern Xinjiang, and few people can get good grades in the text test. History, there are few people who can get more than 100% of the individual scores in the text test. The text test is not important. The gap between the major tribes will not be too big. The hard part is the martial test... Ning Laodi does not have to care too much about the text test. The results can be dealt with casually. It is not difficult to take a thousand points or more in the martial arts test, and it is enough to make me Tamu get rid of the shame of the bottom..."

Tagri sneaked a few words about Ning Fan and sent it to Ning Fan, a slap-sized domino. Then he turned his head and distributed the dominoes to each of the towering monks.

Ning Fan looked at the dominoes in his hand, which is what he recorded. The dominoes on the front of the dominoes are engraved with the words "Ning Fan", which is his name, and the back is used to record the results. The current score is still zero. After all, the small ratio of Nanjiang has not yet begun.

"The text test is not heavy or..."

Regarding the shackles of Tagri, Ning Fan was undecided, and as soon as they met the monks, they slowly walked to their respective bone tables and sat down on their knees.

On the bone table, there are bone pens, blood ink, and leather rolls. On the top left of the table, there is a beast face groove with strange patterns. Many of the weak monks, just sitting down, picked up the pen, stained the ink, wrote a mess, and then rolled up their respective rolls. Together with the respective dominoes, they are put into the beak face of the desktop.

Then, the beast face groove will close and flash light. After a while, the groove will re-open, there is no skin roll, only the dominoes are left, and the scores on the dominoes will be recorded.

Most of the monks will not prevent others from copying their own textual answers, so Ning Fan easily saw some people's answers.

"I realized that the fire can point the grass. And the fire is very hot..." This is the answer to some monks who have a hard-wound IQ.

"I am indignant at the actions of the Holy See to burn the grasslands of southern Xinjiang. This is the legacy left by our ancestors. Can you marry! Fortunately, these grasses have come back again..." This is the answer sheet written by a certain angry monk.

"I didn't understand." There are people who pay the bills!

What makes Ning Fan speechless is that even these mentally retarded answer sheets have many people secretly copying them. For plagiarism, the old man of the corpse is not in charge. Only a scent of incense, and most of the monks have finished the examination papers. You must know that the answer time given by the text test is a whole day...

Ning Fan looked at his side, and the other 19 people in the Tamu Department had handed over their answers. And received the results separately. Nineteen people, eighteen zero points, the only one with points, only got one point. Ning Fan remembers the test paper of the person, and he replied, 'Fire grass, fire wood'...

This kind of five-line gram of self-cultivation common sense. (Advertising) In almost four days, almost no one knows, but in Dabei, I can still get a point of blame. I only blame the poor and poor people, and can answer the common sense of self-cultivation. It is very rare. It is a comfort to give one point.

As a result, in addition to Ning Fan, the Tamu Department’s text test scores are only one point in total. Fortunately, from the current situation of the volume, most of the people who have already submitted the papers are also mentally insatiable, and the total score is only A little bit, it does not have much difference with the Tamu.

But this does not mean that there is no normal monk in this place.

At least two or three other tribes are still thinking. It seems that they have real insights from the textual test. Some powerful tribes, such as the evil sheep and the wind department, have eleven people who are thinking hard. As time passed, some people opened their mouths from time to time.

These people are not like those who are mentally handicapped. They have extremely strict isolation for their respective answers, and strive to prevent others from seeing them. Of course, with Ning Fan far beyond the repairs of this place, coupled with the pervasive rain perception, you can still easily see the examination papers. There are also other empty monsters who can steal the examination papers of the Buddhist monks. For all this, the corpse old man never stops, can copy it, and it is also his skill. After all, this is the comprehension of the strong, not a mortal. Imperial Examinations.

The monks with normal minds have been handed over one after another. Most of the things they have learned are related to the magical powers of scrolling dragons and dragons and fires. Most of the achievements are mostly five or six points, which are not too high.

After all, this textual test is obviously not a supernatural power, but a comprehension of the Tao.

Fire grass, grass resurrection...

Wild fire, in spring…

Ning Fan gradually no longer cares about the achievements of others, but falls into his own insights. He does not regard this insight as a kind of comparison test, but it does gain something from it.

Sitting on the grass and sitting at the bone table, he did not raise his pen to write, but closed his eyes and repeated the scene of the reborn of the wild grass in his mind.

When an hour passed, the monks below the empty space were almost all handed over, and the results obtained were not more than ten. Of course, there is only one exception. The wicked sheep with weak IQs are fresh and pure, and they are asleep on the table, and there is no paperwork.

Two hours passed, it was some monk monks who began to submit volumes and began to have high scores.

"Oh! It is actually thirty-one! The Montenegro Master of Montenegro, what exactly has been answered, has scored such a high score!" Off-site, suddenly someone exclaimed.

Master Montenegro seems to be not satisfied with this score, but dare not question the score.

This is the score given by the five emperors of Zhongzhou, so he can be set aside!

"Well, the text test results are not important, everything has to look at the martial arts test..." With such a thought, the Montenegro Master will be comfortable.

After the Master of Montenegro, there are always strong players who have been given a high score.

"The corpse of the body... thirty-five minutes! The sect of the corpse is a good score!"

"Yannan old stranger actually took 40! How is this possible!"

"White Ghost White Ghost Master, actually took forty-five points!"

"Sixty-seven! Calling the Ministry of Wind, the leader of the South, is this person who will be the first in the text test!"

Gradually, there was no delay in the field, only the Ning Fan, the sleeping fresh and pure, the sea soul of the three masters of the sea.

The Master of the Sea is indifferent, and does not love to participate in the intrigue on the grassland. The Department of the Sea is also one of the few tribes that have not ridiculed the Tamu.

Six hours have elapsed since the beginning of the text test. Master Minghai closed his eyes unhurriedly. When he was at the seventh hour, he opened his eyes and slightly decapitated. He seemed to have income and began to answer questions.

And his score also hit a new high of nearly 100,000 years in southern Xinjiang, actually four cents!

"The result is a four-percentage... This person is not a sneak sneak into the broken singer, and his deep understanding is absolutely the first in my southern Xinjiang!" Some southern monks were shocked.

"This is too high! Look at the whole humble. You can get more than four hundred points when you don't break it. And those who can do this will have a minimum of no less than the next." Wan Gu... "There are people who are good at textual research and found this amazing fact. So, this Master of the Sea has the qualifications to win the ancient realm!"

"It is said that the Emperor of Zhongzhou has seen Gao Zhuo's understanding of the Master of the Sea, and he wants to accept it as a disciple. I don't believe this. Now I believe in reads;! So it seems that this sea soul department can't offend anyway. ..." Some old blame has a secret decision.

At this time, the night is coming, and the face of the sea is a bit tired, like the hardships of the seven hours. He has lost a lot of his mind. But the eyes are relaxed, slowly leaving the examination room, the gesture of dust, if an old fishing rod in the waves. It seems that I don’t care about everything except myself. Just coming out of the examination room, I turned back slightly, and looked at Ning Fan with some dignity. Some frowningly looked at the fresh and pure sleep.

"There is no need to say this patriarch of the evil sheep. The previous text test is only one point. I am afraid that this session will directly go to sleep, not worth a trip. It is this Ning surname... This person is the ancient fairy Even if the cultivation is restricted, the Tao will never be limited together. I don’t know how many points this person can take, I am afraid it will not be less than five percent..."

Five percent, if the comparison of the big and the poor, most of them are the results of this number. This can also be seen how rare it is for Master Master of the Sea to get a four percent.

I don’t underestimate anyone, but I don’t believe that Ning Fan can do better than those who are better than others. He has more self-confidence. If he is also a celestial sage, he will surely achieve a score of more than 500! It is a pity that he has not completely broken through the bottleneck of the broken mind. Fortunately, as long as he enters the door of Zhongzhou Emperor and becomes the day of the ancients, it will never be too far away!

Time is still passing.

The tenth hour, the eleventh hour, the twelfth hour... Freshly, I suddenly woke up, watching the grassland in the morning light, slightly stunned, and then slap my head, laughing.

"Forgetting to try it in the text, I actually slept, ah haha, ah haha..."

Suddenly caused a lot of ridicule from the monks around.

The monks of the sinister sheep are a little shameful, and they are ashamed of the stupidity of their young patriarchs. The patriarch of the evil sheep is even more angry. His favorite woman has given birth to such a stupid son. This is really shameful. Oh, stop! Don't ask your father for good results, let's get off the corner!

"Come on the roll!" The patriarch of the evil sheep did not breathe.

"No hurry, no hurry, my master has not yet handed over the volume, I will wait for him to pay!" Freshly surprised to find that Ning Fan did not hand over, suddenly moved, Master is so high, the understanding is definitely high, why he Delayed delivery! It must be for him to be pure!

I am afraid that he will stay alone in the examination room to sleep alone, especially here to accompany him! Good man, good man!

"Master! Thank you!"

I didn’t take the test paper freshly, I wanted to write this sentence on the test paper, and passed it to Ning Fan.

Now Ning Fan seems to be closing his eyes and meditating. He is too daring to pass the sound. He only dares to pass the paper. He couldn't figure out whether Ning Fan was thinking or sleeping. If he was sleeping, he woke up Master, but he was too unfilial!

Oh, forget how the words "Master thank you" are written...

There are some headaches in the pure, and he asked him questions.

The head of the evil sheep tribe was black.

This silly son can't write a read with such a simple word;! This is not the point. The key point is the answer to the battle of the Mausoleum. It can be used to pass the paper. This is a felony. It is the prestige of the Holy Mountain!

"Return the volume right away! Don't bother your Master to understand it!"

This can be poked in the point of purely pure pain. How can he disturb Master's comprehension? No!

At the moment, there was no time to delay the time. I remembered a few times during the day and saw the scene of the test. I found that my head was blank. In desperation, I had to spend a few strokes on the answer sheet and I handed it over.

Not much time. The score is out.

The evil sheep department is fresh in pure... five hundred percent!

"How is this possible! What is written in the purely pure, how can the five emperors of Zhongzhou give him a five-point high score!"

"I don't believe, how can a fool get five percent!"

"Is it the fifth emperor of Zhongzhou who gave the wrong score!"

"Hey! Shen Yan! I can't comment on the Five Emperors..."

Some of the shocked and difficult monks quickly closed their mouths, because the gloomy eyes of the corpse old man had locked the few people who said the five emperors.

Behind the five emperors, it is a felony! If these people continue to talk about it, the old man of the corpse will not mind the law enforcement on the spot, and give a few people a good look!

Of course, even this unskilled corpse is a little shocked. After all, it’s not so pure how to look silly. Even sleeping in the examination room for a whole day, if such a person can take five percent, it is a person who can take a thousand points!

Quirky, weird! Is this talent a different person, I did not see it! The corpse old man has some doubts about his intelligence.

The whole part of the evil sheep department has been circled, and even the wise-stricken patriarchs have been confused. It is a pity that I haven't figured out what the five percent is so good, five percent. It seems that there is not much difference with 1 point. Well, five hundred minus one is equal to two, which is two points more than one point. Nothing to be surprised, why are all fuss...

The Master of the Sea, who has always been indifferent, is also somewhat uncomfortable at the moment. If Ning Fan takes five percent, he can still comfort himself. The other party is Wan Gu Xian Zun, who has this qualification over himself. But getting five percent is fresh and pure! This idiot named Nanjiang, even the mage master who did not ask the world. It is also slightly heard. This person has a very high qualification for cultivation. He has a unique understanding of the sorcerer's secrets, but his mind is incomplete. He often makes foolish things that make people laugh and cry, but this one can actually take five percent...

This is a text test, but only those who can live! This son is more than yourself!

"Your answer, what was written!" Master Minghai suddenly came over and asked in a deep voice.

It is extremely rude to ask the other person's answer, especially now that the text test is not over yet, and it is very likely that the action will reveal the answer and let others get a high score. Fortunately, people who haven’t handed in the papers already have only one person, and they are not pure, but they don’t worry that their answers will be revealed to Ning Fan. They even think that they can be copied by Master. A recognition is a thank you! The moment is no longer concealed, and the answer is directly spoken out loud.

"I only wrote two sentences on the answer sheet: Is there a fire? Sorry, I didn't see it. The grass was burned? Sorry, I didn't see it."

Fresh and helpless, stretched out a lazy waist. In fact, when the old man announced the test, he was already fighting, and he did not see the scene of burning wild grass.

The father urged him to answer the question. He just honestly handed in a nearly blank scroll, saying that he had not seen anything, and sincerely apologized to the five emperors of Zhongzhou. However, it was such an answer that he got five percent more than him. The expected 1 point is still 2 points, his luck can't be better haha!

"Why can this answer get five percent! He didn't see anything, even the exam didn't see it, didn't he have no grades!" Some monks are unknown.

The Master of the Sea suddenly shocked and suddenly turned back and looked at the scorched earth that had been burned.

No, no!

There is no fire here!

This scorched earth is a fake, and the scene of the resurrection of this weed is also fake!

"solution!"

The Master of the Sea suddenly sipped and the scenery in this place suddenly changed.

The scorched earth disappeared, and there were traces of burning. The new tender weeds have also disappeared, still the former yellow weeds, which have been like a long season...

Illusion is actually an illusion...

He looked at the sea and looked at himself very high. He didn't even see that the exam was just an illusion from the beginning!

No fire, no wildfire, no resurrection of weeds...all are illusions!

No wonder this son said that he did not see anything! It turns out that everything has never been...

"This is stupid, it is clear that it is a big fool!" The sea sucked a cold air, and all the contempt for the fresh and pure in the heart was swept away, and it was respected.

If the Master of the Sea is not mistaken, the illusion in this question is from the hands of the Five Emperors of Zhongzhou, that is, most of the broken thoughts can't be broken... This can do many things that can't be done by the broken thoughts. Percent, deserved, and the future is not limited! This child has seen everything from the beginning. Therefore, I don’t think about it at all, but I fall asleep directly. The attitude of this game is even more valuable for those who cultivate the Tao. It is often true that others can’t get it!

This son... he can't compare!

"The friend of Xiaoyou, the first in southern Xinjiang! I am afraid that even the surname of Ning's surname is not necessarily comparable to you." Master Minghai lamented.

"Wrong and wrong! That person is my master! How can I compare with my master half-hair! He is the real first in southern Xinjiang! I only take five percent. If I change my master, it is five thousand. Points, can also be easily obtained!" Fresh in pure dissatisfaction. He does not allow the Master of the Sea to despise his teacher a little.

"Five thousand points... Xiaoyou is simply joking. From ancient times to the present, I can get five thousand points in the first round of the test of the Tomb of the Tomb. No one is the great emperor. I can't do this when I was young. One point, it’s normal for Ning’s surname to take five percent. If it’s a thousand points, it’s very difficult. If it’s five thousand...hehe...” Master of the Sea is shocked by the purity of the pure. I don't want to be evil with this wizard, so I don't mind if I don't talk about the fresh and pure letter.

"How much is five thousand? Isn't it more than five hundred points?" How can this score be taken by no one, is he wrong?

Master of the Sea, a glimpse of his wisdom, for a time can not understand the meaning of pure. Five thousand to five hundred and two points, what is the meaning of this statement... Five thousand minus five hundred, of course not equal to two. This statement is not specifically pointed out, is suggesting me what...

The more complex the Master of the Sea thinks, the more vaguely he feels that he is being hinted at, but it is not critical.

However, there are other people who disdain and laugh. The one with the biggest laughter is the dragon of the south of the wind department!

"It’s ridiculous! If you can repair the five thousand points in the area, I can be ashamed and die!"

As soon as this statement came out, countless people suddenly laughed at the South Dragon.

It’s a gloomy face when it’s pure, and if the South Dragon is too high, he will definitely start with him and keep his teacher!

At this time, suddenly someone exclaimed, it turned out that Ning Fan ended his meditation, handed over the volume, a faint gaze, and suddenly the dragon heading south was cold and cold.

The original Nan Lalong, who was laughing and laughing, suddenly felt cold and eroded. The half-sounding laughter was directly in the scorpion. He couldn’t get in, couldn’t get out, and his face was red, but his heart was trembling.

This is how infiltrating! This person... This person can't provoke, otherwise there will be a big disaster!

Not only the South Dragon, but all the monks who were swept by Ning Fan’s eyes all closed their mouths and had fear!

Full of silence!

Fresh and pure excitement, what he appreciates is the domineering of Ning Fan. If you don’t say a word, you can shock it. This is how magic!

"I don't know how many scores the Taoist friend got?" The inquiry from Master Minghai broke the atmosphere. Master Ning Hai is still very concerned about the achievements of Ning Fan.

"I don't know, my score has not been given." Ning Fan closed his eyes cold and pointed to the beak face on the phalanx.

Everyone saw this, the face of the beast on the table of Ning Fan, after a long time, did not open...

This shows that the five emperors of Zhongzhou have not given the score of Ning Fan!

As time passed, another time passed, and Ning Fan’s score was still not given!

This is really an anecdote on the Great Plains! There has never been a reference to a monk. After so many years of submission, I still haven’t scored!

"Is it the answer of this person that it is difficult for the five emperors of Zhongzhou to determine the exact score?" Many people secretly guessed that this idea is ridiculous. What kind of answer would make the five emperors unable to give points? Too bad a answer, wrong, those zero-ministers, the results are very fast... a particularly good answer? How good is it to make it difficult for the five emperors to choose?

Zhongzhou, Tiandu Peak.

In the millennium, the first round of textual test results must be determined by the five emperors of Zhongzhou. It is an old example. As in previous years, in the first round of the reign of this year, among the five emperors of Zhongzhou, there are still four people gathered in Tiandu Peak to agree on the results of group repairs.

The four emperors who came to come, the Loutuo emperor, and the bones of the emperor, these two are not among the four emperors with the most powerful authority, but the remaining two emperors, the authority is heavier.

The remaining two emperors, one wearing a red and green dress on the head, with a weird mask like a smile, can not see the true face, the emperor is sobbing, it is said that from the Buddha statue, I realized the magic method, thus Daocheng. With the name of Buddha Weeping, only a trace of it can enter the seventh robbery of the ages.

The other person is the one with the highest authority among the five emperors. This is an old man with an unusually cold face, giving a meticulous feeling, white whiskers and the ground, carrying a flame-wrapped iron turn, the emperor is the capital, this day is the peak of his capital.

On the Tiandu Peak, there is a transmission array, and from time to time there will be a text test paper from each major steppe. Every time there is a test paper, there will be hundreds of disciples of the four emperors. Read it first. The answer sheet of the difference is directly determined by the following people. Only a few excellent people will give the four emperors a comment. The emperor jointly set the results.

In general, the answer sheet originally transmitted. Some people with mental retardation fill out indiscriminately. Most of these answers are zero-point processing. For these answers, Tiandu, Loutuo, and Lingling are not very concerned. On the contrary, the Buddha Weeping Emperor was very interested and would read it with the disciples.

"Interesting and interesting, this year's textual test really has a lot of strange answers... I don't want to end the retreat in advance. Come to participate in this event! Unfortunately, Baihuadaoyou can't come, can't see such a ridiculous answer." It’s a pity.” Foaching the Great sent out a weird laugh. Suddenly, I looked at the Lou Tuo.

Lou Tuodi gave a slight glimpse, but the back did not change the color to the channel. "Yes, Baihuadaoyou is too heavy to be able to come, it is a pity."

"Oh, thousands of years ago, the Baihuadao friends entered the murderous domain to collect medicine, but they were besieged by the three-flame-class emperor-level corpse. I don't know how the Loutuo friends look at it?"

"How? Do you say this to the Taoist friends? Do you suspect that this is what I did!" Lou Tuo's face suddenly sank.

"Hey, I can't say anything, why should the friend of the road be anxious to explain..." The Buddha Cry the Emperor had not squandered, and there was a resounding voice.

"Enough! I am coming to Tiandu Peak today, not for you to turn over the old account! Whoever dares to do anything unrelated, do not blame the old man for exercising the right to sacred punishment!"

The remarks of the Emperor of Heaven are not only the Weeping of the Buddha, but also the glory of the Loudu. Even the Emperor of the Earth has a trace of fear, and they all look good, and dare not talk nonsense again.

Those disciples of the four emperors who are in the lower ranks are even less dare to talk indiscriminately. One by one is sitting in danger and setting achievements. Except for occasional arguments, no one dares to say anything, and the atmosphere is rather dull.

There wasn’t too much conversation between the four emperors. Occasionally, I only spoke to the answer sheet. Of course, the most open, or the most talked about the Buddha cry.

"It's not bad. The little hairy boy in the sand wolf department of the Huangsha Grassland can actually answer such a fire control. Well, give two percent."

"This is not bad. Some people in the Xihe grassland have answered five fires and five soils... Give one hundred and fifty."

"...this is a bit worse, 2 points, meaning... well, the old man forgot that this kid is the inner disciple of your bones, give him three percent!"

"Northern Department of the Department of Qiu Long... Well, the North Department of Dadi is really a talented person, and there is such a personal thing, this person can give four percent!"

"Southern Xinjiang Sea Soul... Oh, the little son of the Sea Soul Department, nowadays it is also mixed with the old man. This sentiment is very deep. I can see from the middle that there is a trace of change. This person has the honor of the gods, but also gives four Percent!"

In this text test, there are only a dozen people who can get four percent. Most of these people will be remembered by the Zhongzhou emperors. As a future disciple candidate, it will not be awkward to give it to nature.

One hundred and eight grasslands, three thousand tribes, sixty thousand answer sheets, gradually settled, the four emperors face different colors, some disappointment, may be fancy what juniors, but did not satisfy them; some happy, may be Found a good seedling.

Suddenly another answer sheet, into the eyes of the four emperors.

"Southern Xinjiang evil sheep department, fresh in pure. This year's South Xinjiang has a lot of good seedlings, this answer, you look at it." After the crying Emperor saw the fresh answer, the eyes slightly condensed, will answer I circulated to the other three emperors, and looked at the Lou Tuodi with a look of eccentricity.

The bones of the emperor looked at the answer sheet, and the same face was moving, even the Tiandu Emperor, who had always been unsmiling, had a strange look.

Only the face of the Lou Tuo Emperor is somewhat uncertain.

"This evil sheep little devil, some have gotten, actually saw the illusion of the Lou Tuo Dao friends... Oh, it is really a good seedling, of course, it is possible that the illusion of the Lou Tuo Dao is too bad, actually let a fairy fairy see through ..." Buddha Cried the Great and laughed.

"Hey! The illusion of the old man can't be wrong. It's the eyes of this little thing too poisonous! Of course, it is possible that this is a random answer, just to the fact!" Lou Tuo cold channel, at first, this is fresh and pure There was a hint of appreciation, and it was so ridiculously ridiculed by the Buddha Weeping Emperor, and there was anger at the time.

"Meng? Hey, if this child can be properly matched, I am more interested in this. I have no objection to this five-percentage?" asked the Buddha crying.

"If this son can be repaired by the immortality, look at the broken road to the road to the illusion of magic, these five percentages are definitely not high." The bones of the emperor agreed.

"The old man has no objection!" The Emperor of Heaven is hard to distinguish.

As a result, Lou Tuo Dao naturally could not raise objections, and the fresh five percent was implemented.

The test time is nearing the end, and almost no test papers have arrived. Several emperors are almost ready to wait for the final results of the martial arts test. Suddenly there is another point of answer, which is still from southern Xinjiang.

"Oh? It is the answer sheet of the Tamu Department." The Buddha Weeping Emperor looked at the Lou Tuo Emperor in an odd way, and attracted the Lou Tuo Emperor to scream.

The emperors have heard about the towering of the towers, but most of them have been heard, but no one will take the lead for Tamu. After all, Tamu is only a weak tribe. There are no outstanding talents within the tribe to attract the attention of the emperors. Do this kind of unrewarding thing.

"Well? This answer sheet..." Buddha Cry the Great also wanted to use the Tamu topic to dig the two words of the Loutuo. Suddenly, the face was shocked and it was shocking to say no words.

The other three emperors saw the sobs so shocked, and naturally they were a bit curious, and they shed their thoughts and explored them, but after reading them, they were moving together.

Above the answer sheet, there is no word, only one circle.

A circle with a gap that can't be drawn!

"This child... actually saw the perfection! This is a coincidence, or" (to be continued.)

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