After listening to Du Heng's words, Murong Lan looked at the trial ground and didn't say a word, but his expression began to become solemn......

There were six gentlemen in the trial ground, each of whom was responsible for teaching the inner disciples different contents.

That is, Mr. Meng Wu, who is responsible for teaching music and rhythm, Mr. Jiu, who is responsible for alchemy, and Mr. Yang Liu, who is responsible for the introduction.

As well as Mr. Ning An, who is in charge of the beast, Mr. Unstained, who is in charge of deduction, and Mr. Wuya, who is in charge of swordsmanship.

Nanjin walked up to a gentleman seemingly casually, she didn't look very old and well-behaved.

Seeing Nanjin walk in front of her, she was a little nervous at first, and then pretended to be calm and said:

"I'm in charge of teaching you how to resist beasts, you can just call me Mr. Ning An. ”

"Mr. Ning'an. ”

"Hmm. ”

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Ning An nodded, and then said:

"Then, the assessment begins. Since the old man said that he can ask you three questions, then my first question is, what is a royal beast?"

Nan Jin thought only for two seconds, then replied:

"The royal beast refers to the use of spiritual power to conclude a contract with the spirit animal, which is divided into three types, the master-servant contract, the equal contract, and the symbiosis contract.

Among them, the number of times a contract can be used is related to the strength of the spiritual practitioner, and the stronger the person, the more spirit beasts can make a contract. ”

Hearing Nan Jin's words, Ning An was obviously stunned for two seconds, then smiled dumbly and said:

"You girl has answered my next question, since that's the case, then my second question has to be changed, I want to ask, what do you think of the spirit beast that has made a contract with you?"

"After the contract, you have to be responsible, and in ordinary times, as a child, you can be spoiled, but you can't condone it, and you need to be restrained and nurtured.

When fighting, they are companions, mutual trust, and tacit cooperation. ”

Nan Jin believes in a sentence, what kind of spiritual cultivator can raise what kind of spirit beast.

"Well, the third question, what is the spirit beast anti-contract?"

Ning An looked at Nan Jin, her eyebrows raised, and she didn't think she could answer this question.

But Nan Jin didn't think much about it, just replied calmly:

"The spirit beast is anti-contract, and the result is the same as the failure of the contract life weapon.

Taking the spirit sword as an example, if the contract is successful, the spiritual practitioner is the sword master, and if the contract fails, the sword slave is the sword slave.

Therefore, the spirit beast is the same, success is the beast master, failure is the beast slave, and the result of this failure is called the spirit beast anti-contract. ”

"Huh, yes, it seems that you little girl usually reads a lot. ”

Ning An didn't have the consciousness that she was also a little girl at all, and she felt a lot more relieved to see Nan Jin answer her question.

Under the trial ground, many inner disciples took paper and pens to record the conversations between Ning An and Nanjin Fangcai, and exchanged:

"Spirit beast anti-contract, this word has not been tested before, hurry up, hurry up and write it down, so that it can be reviewed in the future. ”

"Obviously, as long as you can operate and use it, the gentlemen also require that you must keep it in mind, and you won't be wrong if you remember what you say......"

"It's true that we can't be wrong if we remember it...... Ahem, I didn't say anything, you all be quiet and concentrate. ”

“......”

Nan Jin smiled a little embarrassedly and asked, "Then sir, have I passed the assessment of this beast class?"

"It's over, you go on, I'll see how you behave later. ”

"Good. ”

Nanjin bent down and saluted, then raised his foot and walked to the next position.

Sitting in that seat was a bearded, scruffy-looking uncle.

When Nanjin approached, he was dozing off with his feet folded on the table, his hands on his chest, and his head bowed.

Faintly, Nanjin could still hear him snoring......