Chapter 292: How old is Old Wolf?
Tong Ling walked behind the tree, put on her usual red clothes, and wrapped her body tightly, but she couldn't cover up the high places.
"How does he look at you?"
Tong Ling smiled charmingly and said, "He is a normal man, but he is very restrained. This man... is very suspicious." "Okay
, being suspicious means he has a brain. Restraint means he has determination, even if he is not The emperor's human body must also be extraordinary. What do you think of him?"
Tong Ling lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said: "The young man is mature, but not that mature. He has magnanimity, but his magnanimity is not too big. Generally speaking, he is the middle-to-highest. Qualifications."
"Medium-to-high qualifications are good. If they are too low, they will be weak. If they are too strong, they will be strong. Middle-to-high qualifications are the best." Gai Fengyou nodded repeatedly.
Tong Ling and the male disciple looked at each other, wondering whether the master was flattering Emperor Huangquan or telling the truth.
Tong Ling said again: "I saw Ye Han from a distance on the road, he..." Tong Ling stopped talking.
Gai Fengyou waved his hand and said: "I was not sure about Ye Han. I knew that he had an extraordinary destiny. I originally planned to form a good relationship and find an opportunity to give him the communication talisman. However, now I can't protect myself. I only have Li Li. Qingxian cost me half of my life. How can I pay attention to Ye Han anymore? What's more, no matter how great Ye Han's fortune is, can he be greater than Li Qingxian? With the Xunming Sect and the Emperor supporting him, even if he can't eat meat, he can drink The soup is also good, no matter how bad it is, with today's good fortune, if you ask for him in the future, he will at least give you a way to survive. I am old, but you still have hope." "Master..." the two disciples said in their
hearts move.
Gai Fengyou changed the subject and said: "My master fell to the top level, and I don't know when my cultivation will be restored. I'm afraid it will take a long time. The same goes for you two. Find a time to retreat. If you don't see me after you come out, then Go to Li Qingxian and help me. Tong Ling, especially you."
Tong Ling trembled, bit her lower lip, lowered her head and said, "Yes, Master."
Gai Fengyou let out a long sigh and said: "The fortunes of heaven and earth are in such chaos that even the Tianming Sect has to release the Vientiane Map in order to protect itself. The calamity of heaven and earth and the chaos of human beings, how can you just run away? You are so easy to deceive the way of heaven. ? Do you think it is so easy to achieve cultivation? The more times like this, the more you have to work hard. How many people have humiliated me over the years? I have been humiliated by many people over the years, have been humbled by money, and have lost my face as a life magician. But if I hadn't been like this , my teacher has long been reduced to a pile of loess."
"Disciples have always respected their teachers. If it were another sect, they would just..." Tong Ling couldn't continue.
"This trip to Prince Yuan's Mansion is both a disaster and a blessing. It is truly a great blessing to exchange your first-level cultivation for the human body of an emperor. No matter how many words I have to say, I have already said that you two should take care of yourself." "Yes." The autumn wind
blew
. Walk through the dark night and bring in the morning light.
The Wuyang Wuyang crowd was like a large motley flock of sheep, scattered in all directions on the first stage and the grand arena.
The people around the city of God and monks from far and near arrived here with their descendants, either to watch the excitement, to gain knowledge, or to witness the top masters.
At a glance, the number of people exceeded 300,000.
There are people coming from all directions.
On the edge of the crowd, there were even many stalls selling food, sundries, and toys, just like a market.
The edges of the large arena were separated by wooden fences, and there was a temporary altar in the center.
Li Qingxian accompanied Song Baige, Wang Buku and others through the candidate passage before squeezing into the edge of the arena.
Li Qingxian stood not far from the first stage, watching Song Baige and other candidates enter the arena and approach the altar.
Li Qingxian said: "Old Han, you must have seen the Qingyun Trial before. How is the number of people in the Qingyun Trial this time compared to the past?" "The
Vientiane Qingyun Trial ten years ago was also started here. In terms of the number of people, there are still more people this year. That year there were said to be 20,000 candidates, but this year, it's probably close to 30,000."
"So many?"
"Last time, it was quite sudden, and people from far away could not come. Secondly, the Wanxiang Qingyun Trial has not started for a long time, and many people were waiting and watching. This time, everyone knows the benefits of the Wanxiang Qingyun Trial, and even if there is danger, many people want to try it. A good background." Han Anbo said.
Zheng Gaojue said: "My father said that those who came back alive from the Wanxiang Qingyun Trial were greatly improved in strength. As long as those people are not dead and have survived until now, they are all powerful middle-class people, and there are even a few top-class people. . In ten years, it is too rare to go from seventh grade to third grade."
"Yes. So there are rumors that Wanxiang Qingyun Trial is to raise Gu. To transfer the fate of the dead to the living, otherwise it would be impossible to explain so many people It can be improved." Han Anbo said.
"Is there such a thing?" Li Qingxian had never heard of this statement.
Han Anbo smiled and said, "Why, are you tempted?"
Li Qingxian shook his head and said, "Only a fool is tempted. I am a fortune teller, and I still care about this little luck? As a leader, I am rewarded by the emperor, and the luck I get is no less than those of those Get out of the Vientiane Map alive."
"That's true. After all, you have only been in the top grade for half a year, so you are not suitable for working hard." Han Anbo said.
Li Qingxian smiled and said: "I'm just waiting to see Song Baige's joke. If he ends up ranking low, don't blame me for being venomous." Yu Ping whispered: "Then you have to live." "Don't be so cunning
. , block it!" Li Qingxian returned his hand and stuffed a chicken drumstick into his mouth, then shook his hand, and the magic power passed by, sweeping away the greasiness on his hands.
Yu Ping's eyes lit up, and while he was chewing, he felt that he had discovered a new world.
Han Anbo looked at the altar and said with a smile: "When the Wanxiang Diagram fell, it was very spectacular. It scared me back then. It is said that every time the Wanxiang Diagram appears, a different phenomenon will be formed. I don't know what kind of phenomenon will appear this year."
" What was it like last time?"
"Last time, the sky opened ten marks, and the rays of light spread in all directions, and then clouds and waterfalls hung in the sky, covering all the candidates." "
It was quite spectacular. I hope it will be even more spectacular this year." Li Qingxian looked at the altar with interest .
Han Anbo smiled and said: "No, the more spectacular this kind of thing is, the more lively it will be, and the more people will die."
"Haha, that's true."
In front of the altar, a middle-grade fortune-teller from the Tianming Sect wearing a Tai Chi robe was leading several fortune-tellers to recite incantations and cast spells to connect the altar with the Vientiane Map.
Li Qingxian's eyes fell on the collars of these people. Different from ordinary life magician Taoist robes, the edges of these people's collars were embroidered with bright yellow dragon pattern brocade.
"The destiny magicians of Tianming Sect are so majestic." Zheng Gaojue said with emotion.
While the life magician was casting spells, the crowd gradually became quiet.
The hour is approaching.
After the spell was cast, the world shook slightly, and a vertical black crack suddenly appeared above the altar, like an irregular door crack.
The strong wind rises, and the morning light flickers.
Everyone held their breath and silently watched the vision.
After a few breaths, the strong wind stopped, the morning light dimmed, and the jagged black cracks remained motionless.
The spatial rift was like a twisted black spear that penetrated thousands of feet into the sky.
The examiners were talking a lot, and the destiny magicians from the Tianming Sect also lowered their heads to communicate. The candidates were a little confused.
"Weird..." Han Anbo frowned.
Li Qingxian said: "After all, the Wanxiang Diagram is a treasure of luck. It is unpredictable and normal."
Han Anbo nodded.
Everyone was whispering that the Seventh Grade Qingyun Examination seemed to be at an impasse.
Suddenly, thick black mist spurted from the cracks, flooding the entire place in the blink of an eye.
The sky was covered with black fog and the sky was gloomy.
Black fog covers the sun, and the sun is black and red.
The whole world suddenly changed.
The voices of thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of young children rang out in unison.
"How old is Old Wolf?"
No one responded.
Everyone was stunned. Where did the children come from to play games at this time?
Isn’t this a game that everyone has played or heard about when they were children?
Then, the hundreds of thousands of children shouted in unison again.
(End of chapter)