"Say, how did she get there?"

Hongchen and his party ate and drank enough to rest.

The initiation ceremony has not yet been completed.

They were dashing and chic, and they came in easily, and there were many spirit masters behind them who were still running around and working in the maze.

Yan Er and a few, secretly got rid of the red dust in a place of 'chicken feathers', found a place to bury her, gathered together, warmed a pot of wine, poured a glass to warm up, and then read a book, closed his eyes and recuperated.

After resting for a while, a few of them woke up suddenly.

"She's obviously coming early, chicken...... It's all baked, but the welcome bell hasn't sounded! ”

The garden here is specially built, and three of the ten assessments in previous years have been entertained here.

In addition, there are a few places, not in the capital, but in the suburbs, only out of the more powerful, admirable spirit master, will choose the capital to show respect, this garden to not three steps and a trap, but there is an urn sound urn gas bell, ringing weird, has a hundred years of history, very old.

As soon as it is turned on every time, it is responsible for standing guard, and as soon as someone enters, it will immediately sound by itself, informing everyone to welcome guests, which is also a warning meaning.

To this day, they don't understand what the reasoning is.

The Ben Clock, dirty and broken, no one could ring it, and it rang rather harshly, but it never made a single mistake.

Back then, there was a spirit master, who found another way to enter through the back door, and he was still a master who could fly the eaves and walk the wall, and the bell still rang.

"Is it the door that the crane enters?" Yan Er was shocked.

There are a few cranes in the garden.

In such a place, there must be a few rare birds and beasts. can show the grade, those cranes are also extremely arrogant on weekdays, and they don't even care much about the master's family, but today, I saw that they treated the lord of Rong'an so intimately, let her take it once, and it was okay to arrive, as for whether they could fly with people, they had never sat on it, and they were not sure if they arrived.

Yan Er's words came out. Everyone also felt that there was some truth.

"Hey." The purple-robed elder sighed. "When I saw the newcomer, I thought I should really tease my grandson."

As he spoke, there was a buzzing sound.

I saw a gurgling crane, carrying a gray face. The half-conscious spirit master went up the mountain. Flick your wings. Throw him to the ground and fly away.

Everyone was stunned.

The man woke up suddenly, and when he saw someone, he cried out, "Woo." Ghosts, ghosts, help, help! ”

Tears and snot were flying, crying uncontrollably, trembling, obviously about to be delirious, Yan Er hurriedly beckoned someone to arrange for him to see a doctor.

The doctor is always there.

"This year's maze is a bit difficult, don't be idle, pay attention, don't really have an accident."

Under normal circumstances, even if you are frightened in the maze and pass out, it will not be life-threatening, and when it is over, you can naturally be rescued, and at most you will only have a headache for ten days and eight days, and you can't die, and you can't say that you will be blessed by misfortune, and your resistance will become stronger.

Those who can enter the list and find the entrance are mostly spiritual masters with some foundations, no matter how bad they are, they will not cry wolves, and when they meet such a person today, Yan Er and the old people were really startled, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"I don't know if there's a chance to sleep tonight!"

Yan Er sighed.

As a result, something really happened, for a whole night, the chickens and dogs jumped in the garden, and the whole maze was like crazy, tossing those spirit masters to death, the spirit masters were all exhausted, and occasionally a few successfully broke away and entered the garden normally, and they were also in a trance and had to be treated.

The doctor prescribed a bunch of the same medicines.

A group of old people still have to stare at the help to boil medicine.

The people in this garden, except for a few guards, the others have already been sent away, after all, it is a spiritual master assessment, no one knows what will happen, ordinary people are too close, it is inevitably a little dangerous.

It was originally a good thing, but this hectic situation has made them suffer.

Fortunately, they are all masters who traveled south and north when they were young, boiling medicine and cooking, and they can do everything well, and they don't need to be served by others.

But at home, these are the characters of the ancestors' generation, they only need to enjoy the blessings, and they don't have to do anything else, but now they are good, they have to work hard to serve others, and they are all a group of juniors.

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, the list of spiritual masters who are assessed has always been young and middle-aged spiritual masters.

A few are in their fifties, and they are also late bloomers, who have just made a name for themselves, and usually, everyone has no second chance.

The first time he was not selected into the list, there will be no hope of being selected in the future, and if he fails to pass the exam for the first time after being selected, there is still hope for the second time to continue to be selected.

It's not that he doesn't have the ability, he can't pass the exam, he can't take the test, he doesn't eat and drink spicy food, this is not like being an official, you can't pass the imperial examination, don't want to climb to a high position, as a spiritual master, how you practice, you don't see if you have to take the exam.

There are many well-known spiritual masters in the local area who have never left their hometowns in their lives, but in the eyes of the people in their hometowns, they are the national teachers in person, and they are not as prestigious.

At this time, Hongchen regretted it a little, in fact, it didn't matter if she participated or not, but the queen said it mysteriously, which made her curious, so she agreed naturally, there was no Yujue.

But as she lay on the hard bed in the guest room, she felt a fog suddenly rise in her mind.

The whole book, as well as Yu Jue, was trembling slightly.

Yujue's space can still be entered, but it is in a trance, there is a feeling of seeing flowers through the fog, the performance of those powerful people is also very strange, looking at her expression and tangled, happy, and sympathetic.

Others were particularly surprised.

"So fast, is there no mistake! It's only been a few years! ”

As soon as a person called me the third in the world opened his mouth, he was inexplicably shielded and turned gray all of a sudden, and he should have gone out.

The others kept silent and talked about other things. No one would talk to Hongchen.

Hongchen turned over, covered the quilt, forcibly smoothed out the thoughts in his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the dream, she looked relaxed and comfortable, holding the book in her head, sitting high on a high platform, and below it was a dark human head, and she listened to them casually. It's basically a matter of how famous someone is in such and such a space. Whoever ignited a few stubborn stones, who left the true seed where, or someone wept bitterly, saying that a hundred years of hard work were wasted. Extinction of spirits. What a world. There are only people left, and if you continue to toss it, your own Yujue will die. I can only wait for the next master who doesn't know where to turn on Yunyun.

Will Yu Jue also die?

Hongchen was suddenly a little confused.

Other powers always seem to be easy, but in fact, they seem to be very stressful.

Also, I forgot who said that the so-called greater the power, the greater the responsibility, those people have such great power, they must also bear a very heavy burden.

As for her, it seems that she has never been forced to do anything, that is, she had a task or something like that, and she just acted according to her heart.

In a daze, Hongchen fell asleep.

Yan Er and his group worked hard all night, and on the second day, they were barely freed from the continuous bells.

"Whew, I'm so tired."

"Be content, these crane ancestors are very obedient this year, and they still know how to help work, if it weren't for them, our old arms and legs, where would they be able to move!"

The crowd agreed.

Yan Er stretched his waist, but suddenly blinked, and said strangely: "The crane sent people in, it was also to alarm the big bell." ”

Everyone: "......"

Indeed, it has been ringing all night, and which crane works, the bell does the same.

The big guy looked at each other, strange in his heart, Yan Er smiled: "Since the bell rang, it hasn't changed for so many years...... She can't be human. ”

A chill arose.

The purple-robed elder slapped Yan Er: "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

"What's the nonsense, you think too much, look at the appearance of the lord of Rong'an, and then look at the methods of others, even if it is not a person, it is not a ghost, it must be a fairy!"

Everyone laughed at once, and the little nervousness disappeared without a trace.

Yan Er shrugged his shoulders and went back to rest with his head drooped.

Everyone looked at each other and dispersed.

It's not a big deal to think about it, the old objects that have been handed down for so many years, maybe they start to have convulsions, although it is a spiritual weapon, it is not very useful.

Compared with why Hongchen can enter silently, the showdown between her and Miss Qu Wu tomorrow, and whether anyone can really obtain the qualification this year is something that should be paid more attention to.

Have a good night's sleep and sleep until three poles in the morning.

The spring breeze is warm and the sun is shining.

Hongchen left the guest room, walked through the verandah, and walked through the garden, and saw Yan Er's group of old men panting tired and panting on the rocking chairs.

The meals have been delivered, they are all very good, there are vegetarian meat, the soup porridge is also delicious, Qu Wu, the monk without resentment is also there, in addition to the two of them, and Hongchen, there are seven spirit masters who have arrived.

Yan Er was obviously a little surprised, not that there were too many people, but that there were too few.

This is just the beginning, and there are only a few of the 100 spirit masters selected, which is too much.

You know, this batch is a carefully selected master.

In previous years, it was the worst, and more than half of them were able to participate in the assessment smoothly, and more of them were all smooth except for those who had an unfortunate accident.

"It looks like it's not going to be a good year!"

In the end, Yan Er still hopes to pass more.

After the spirit masters finished enjoying their respective delicacies, Yan Er nodded, and the purple-robed spirit master picked up a white jade box from the ground and placed it on the bluestone table.

"Inside is the exam question this time, the old rules, Long Long's luck is good, she will smoke it."

A graceful ******** stands out from the crowd.

Yan Er sneered: "Every time I shoot Longlong's ass, after all these years, I don't have the courage to marry someone home." ”

The purple robe just didn't hear it, still smiling, seeing that the candidates were very nervous, looking at each other, there was a rather shattered atmosphere, and he smiled, "Everyone, the subsequent assessment will be carried out independently, whether you can pass it or not depends on yourself, our spirit master assessment, the more people who can pass, the happier we are." ”

The implication is that everything depends on you. Don't worry about others.

A group of spiritual masters immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere became very relaxed, in fact, before participating in the assessment, there were always various rumors, saying that the spiritual master assessment was similar to the imperial examination, and only the first few were taken.

All said so, a group of spirit masters also believed so, each looking at each other as if they were competitors, of course, there was cooperation. I was also very careful in my heart. After all, I thought that a dragon fight was inevitable.

The famous Zhu Luo Zhu Gongzi sent his men to block the road, wasn't it just to cut off competitors in advance?

Now I find that the so-called assessment really depends on one's own ability. There's no need to compete with anyone else. Although it is still not possible to pass the test. But my heart is much more relaxed.

Soon, the ******** pulled out an envelope.

The envelope opens.

Yan Er took it and looked at Deng Shi with a smile: "This exam question is good!" ”

Others leaned over to take a look. also applauded, and under the confusion of the spirit masters, Yan Er coughed, and said: "Your exam questions are very simple, under this garden, all the ...... who have sacrificed for the country since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty are buried."

Everyone suddenly sighed!

Don't...... Is this a grave with corpses buried underneath?

The thought of standing in the graveyard made everyone frown.

Spiritual masters inevitably have to deal with yin things, but how many have really seen ghosts and ghosts? Even if it is a spirit master, there are also many people who are very timid and afraid of dirty things.

"Magic weapon!"

Yan Er gasped.

It took a while for everyone to react.

“……”

"These magic weapons, some have followed Taizu Taizong to the battlefield, and some have made great achievements for my Great Zhou, each of them is brilliant, and now history has forgotten them, and they don't know how long they have been asleep."

Yan Er's face was serious, "As a spirit master, you will all use magic weapons in the future, and magic weapons are your partners......

He looked impassioned.

The purple robe twitched the corners of his mouth, slapped it over, and slapped the person aside: "Okay, everyone, your exam questions, enter the magic weapon tomb, select the magic weapon that can still be used and repair it, and the time will end at noon tomorrow...... As long as it's a spirit master, there's no one who doesn't know how to cultivate magic weapons, right? Even if you can't do anything else, it's always okay to feed it with spiritual power, go quickly, go quickly! ”

After speaking, he patted the pavilion beside him, a good rockery, cracked a gap, enough for one person to pass, and the purple robe coaxed and rushed in.

Yan Er coughed for a long time in one breath, gritted his teeth, the purple robe didn't bother to pay attention to him, let him finish talking nonsense, it was going to be dark.

All the spirits enter, and the rockery returns to its original position.

Yan Er sat down with his shoulders crossed, and sighed softly: "It's almost time, if you don't succeed this year......"

"If you don't succeed, you can't help it, it's all fate."

The purple robe looked very relaxed, blinked, and said with a smile, "Actually, we all know that every few years, there will be a spirit master who can truly obtain the recognition of the 'Dao', and the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Saints back then was one, and he also made a contract with the Great Zhou Emperor, but we don't know the specific situation, what is the difference between the recognized spirit master in addition to being powerful and sometimes having special marks on the head and face?" It's strange that most of them are lonely all their lives, and they disappear at the end of the day, and everyone doesn't know where they went. ”

Yan Er shrugged his shoulders: "It's not something we should think about too much...... If you really want to know, maybe you can take the time to ask the queen, I always feel that she seems to know a little bit about the inside story. ”

At that time, many people thought that she could be recognized, if she hadn't entered the palace later and became a queen, and her cultivation was ruined, maybe there would be no need to be so solemn in this year's assessment.

Yan Er, Zi Pao, and this group of people sat on the ground, drank a little wine, and waited slowly.

I only vaguely heard some inexplicable noises under the rockery, and it didn't take long to wait, only about a quarter of an hour, and the rockery coughed down, spewing out a gray-headed spirit master.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

The spirit master obviously choked on the wind, his face was facing the ground, and he struggled to sit up straight for a long time, and when he looked up and saw Yan Er and them, his face turned red.

Yan Er didn't laugh at him, squatted down and asked in a low voice, "Found the magic weapon?" ”

The spirit master smiled, and took out a golden pen from his arms, not to mention anything else, this shape is really beautiful.

Yan Er glanced at it, nodded and said, "It's okay, you kid is not greedy." It's also a clever one, and I don't think it will turn out too badly. ”

Other people also recognized that this golden pen was one of the magic weapons placed on the bright side of the basement, called the heart and soul pen.

The original owner is a princess of this dynasty, once with the pro-Beiyan, when she left, her mother gave her a golden pen, which was her mother's dowry, and it was a very interesting magic weapon, and she used it to write letters. The one who reads the letter. There is a feeling that the person who wrote the letter has a heart, and it is not true, but it is just a feeling.

Later, when the princess died young, she ordered her beloved pen to be returned. The pen is also broken a long time ago. The princess went away with her relatives. It also contributed, and the emperor at that time was in charge, and this pen was placed in the Mausoleum of Magic Weapons.

Since it is the most conspicuous. Since it is not a big thing, it is not even a spiritual weapon, there must be a magic weapon that is ten times better than it and a hundred times better than it in the back, but no matter how good the thing behind is, whether it can withstand it or not, it is still unknown.

The kid in front of him is quite clever and self-aware, looking at his appearance, the magic weapon has also been repaired well, at least the appearance has been repaired, and he also has aura.

Yan Er helped him to the side and sat down, blinked, curious in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "How is the situation down there?" Lord Rong'an and Miss Qu Wuqu, have you found the magic weapon? ”

“…… I don't know. ”

The purple robe sneered.

I don't know if I don't know how this kid goes, I may not be able to see those people when I go down.

I waited for almost a day and a night, and the next day the sun rose to its old high.

Almost all the spirits came out.

Zi Pao and Yan Er stared at the white jade crown on these people's heads at first, but then their eyes became sour, and they sighed and stopped tossing.

Let's wait for the most important characters to appear.

The last ones to come out were Qu Wu and No Resentment.

Wu Xian was wearing a dazzling robe, a piece of brilliance, and as soon as he came out, a group of sub-spirit masters couldn't help but close their eyes.

As for Qu Wu, he didn't say a word, closed his eyes and held a pitch-black small ding that was only the size of a palm.

Yan Er stood up and looked carefully at the top of their heads, and the jade crown did not change...... His face remained unchanged, but his eyes couldn't help but show three points of disappointment, and he plopped and sat down again.

It was still the purple robe that knocked on his shoulder, and whispered: "What's the hurry, it may not be obvious immediately, you look at Qu Wu." ”

Qu Wu had words in his mouth, and a soft light emanated from his palm.

Yan Er sat up straight and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

The purple robe was also taken aback: "What's the matter?" Does the cemetery have a town Guoding? Counterfeit? ”

The real Zhenguo Ding is impossible for outsiders to see, and the royal family can only be known by the emperor, which is an absolute secret.

No matter what, there won't be one out of the ritual graveyard all of a sudden!

Everyone's hearts fluttered.

Yan Er exhaled and whispered, "If it's true, Qu Wu is terrible!" ”

As he spoke, a yellow fluorescence suddenly emanated from Zhen Guoding, and clouds of dragon qi emerged one after another.

The group of spirit masters couldn't wait to lean over to look, but they didn't dare, so they could only stare at her in great confusion.

After a long time, Qu Wu exhaled and a smile appeared on his face.

A heavy aura emanated from the ding, and the heavy coercion permeated it, and for a while, even Yan Er and them had the desire to bow down.

"Ahem."

Coughing, Yan Er raised his head and said, "Huh? The county lord hasn't come out yet? ”

Qu Wu turned his head to look around, and he was also a little surprised.

Everyone was surprised, could it be that they were dazzled?

Although this place is a burial place for magic weapons, it is not easy to find magic weapons, and it is even more difficult to find one that can be repaired.

The ability of the county lord of Rong'an is high, and no one doubts whether she can find it, but it takes a lot of energy to repair the magic weapon, maybe she can't find the one she wants, so it delays time!

"The time is almost up."

Yan Er paced back and forth, his heart tangled.

Could it be that the county lord of Rong'an has failed? Can't even pass the exam? How can it be?

Qu Wu also frowned.

At this moment, a large hole suddenly opened in the side wall in front of them, and Hongchen walked out of it with a refreshing body.

The vestments on his body were as clean as new.

The white jade crown on his head is still so delicate and beautiful, but if you look closely, you will find that the pattern of the crown has changed, and it is slightly different from other people's white jade crowns.

The spirit masters didn't pay attention, and they were all relieved to see that she was safe.

But...... What about ritual weapons?

I didn't have it in my hand, and I didn't see it on my body, so I hid it in the wooden box I was carrying in my hand? But I didn't feel the existence of a magic weapon!

A crowd of people stared at her.

Yan Er bit his lip, trying to keep his face unchanged, glancing at the purple robe vigorously, triumphant.

The purple robe didn't seem to see the change in the crown of the county lord, and his face was more serious and serious.

Yan Er sneered, but just like him, he didn't show anything unusual, but his spirit was completely relaxed.

Hongchen himself couldn't see the things on his head, and he might not be able to pay attention to it when he saw it, looking at everyone at this time, he obviously didn't expect to bathe so many strange eyes as soon as he came out, and said with a smile: "Everyone is waiting for me to eat?" ”

Qu Wu glanced at her, raised the Zhen Guoding in his hand, and gently spit out the words: "Count me as winning?" ”

Hongchen shrugged: "That's not necessarily. (To be continued.) )