The glutinous rice people practiced hard in the cave every day, but the monk did not appear for a while.

What they didn't know was that the other teams had suffered the same thing.

Each team searched in the illusion over and over again, but they couldn't find the shadows of the other teams, and they couldn't help but start to wonder a little. They are resolute in their hearts, and they don't panic over such a trivial matter. But they couldn't find another team of monks, which made them a little anxious.

It was at this time that the Monk of the Cloak appeared.

Although he called himself an examiner, he was extremely suspicious to the monks who participated in the competition. Moreover, the so-called examiner had already made a provocation at the moment of appearance, and he showed some good skills, and for a while, they were forced to drag into the rhythm of the examiner's battle without even having time to think.

Who has ever heard that this is more than the bucket inside the need to pass the guò examiner assessment. The first moment all the monks met the robe-clad examiner, a feeling of unbelief rose in their hearts.

Ye Fan and the others are not young, and they have to be calmer.

And some of the monks in the team are generally not very old, and they may just be just coming out, and they are a little unable to control their feelings. At this time, the monk was a little provocative, and the whole person boiled, and without hesitation, he attacked the monk in the robe.

It's just that with the cultivation gap between them, where is the distance that can be narrowed with a little blood. The monk in the cloak had already beaten the monks in front of him to the ground with just a few casual means.

There were no female cultivators in the other teams, and there was no one in charge of alchemy. The cloaked monk was not polite at all, and in the whole procession, at the back, there was not a single one who could still stand still.

In the other teams, naturally, there was not a narcotic medicine that could force the monks to flee away, like glutinous rice, and those monks fought with all their might. In the end, all that ended up was a whole team slumping to the ground.

"Oops, oops." The monk looked at the group of monks lying down beside him, and couldn't help but shake his head, "These little dolls this year are becoming more and more useless. I can't even touch the corners of my shirt. Twenty years ago, when your uncle and uncle came over, they were able to cut off a few of the thatch on the top of my coat. One generation is not as good as the next, and the next generation is not as good as the next. ”

The man in the cloak shook his head and sighed, then jumped up from the battle circle and jumped out of the middle of them.

As the only examiner, he was also very busy, and had to face all the monks who came to participate in the competition.

Among these teams, the only ones who made a little impression on him were glutinous rice.

And not just because there was a nun in the team. also because of the handful of numbing medicine thrown by the female cultivator.

The anesthetic didn't have a great effect on him, but as long as it could work, it would actually hurt him. But just so easily let them pass, always feel like something is wrong in my heart.

The man in the cloth was standing on the top of the tree reminiscing, but suddenly a soft voice came from his ear.

"Ah Yao. How's it going over there? We're all bored and panicked, why haven't we seen a little doll coming? ”

He stood alone on the top of a tall tree, almost the highest position in the illusion. From where he stood, there was only a lower view.

And the tip of the tree under his feet was only a thin branch, which he clamped with his bare toes, and stood on a branch the thickness of his fingers.

There was no place for anyone else to stand beside him. There was not a single figure around him.

The voice appeared very suddenly, but the man in the cloth called Ah Yao was not surprised at all, but seemed to have been waiting for the voice to appear. Now when he heard the words, he wrinkled his face, shook his head, and said, "No way. No way. Who called today's dolls more and more uncompetitive. I ran once, but I didn't even have a single one that could cut off the thatch off my body, so how could I put it on your side. I see, these dolls may all be planted in my hands this year. ”

The voice from nowhere was silent. As if he had thought for a while, he slowly spoke, "Is this year's monk really so bad?" I knew that the cultivation of immortals was declining now, but I didn't expect it to be such a scene. ”

"Or do you think I'm deliberately trying to embarrass those little dolls? Playing hide and seek with those little dolls, I'm not bored enough to do this. If you want to do this, why don't you go and have a few fights with you old guys. The Monk shook his head.

At this time, a mountain wind blew, and the tip of the tree under his feet shook. His body swayed gently with the tree, as if he had completely become a part of it.

The voice in the distance was silent for a long time, and then it came leisurely, "In such a group of little babies, there is no one who impresses you particularly deeply?" If that's the case, you might as well give them some relaxation this year. If you keep being so serious, in the end, no little baby can get out of the illusion, I'm afraid all the sects will not look good. The sect is no longer good, and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance is eyeing us again, even if we are in decline, we have to do something better. ”

"Tsk." The monk flicked his tongue unhappily, and suddenly a shadow flashed in his heart, and he hurriedly said, "By the way, there is a very interesting one in the baby this time." But that doll doesn't look like a martial artist."

The soft voice revealed a little surprise, "Immortal cultivators?" It's been a monk who hasn't cultivated immortal arts for many years. ”

"No, no, it doesn't look like a fight." So the monk shook his head, "Isn't there a little doll that won the first place in the personal contest before, I remember it's the nun?" She didn't make a move, but when I passed, the doll threw a handful of things, which was able to erode my body protection aura. ”

"Your body protection aura is not strong in the first place." The soft voice said a disdainful sentence, and suddenly there was silence for a long time, and then he suddenly said suddenly, "So, they have already touched you?" In that case, why don't you let people go? ”

"Ah, it's just a medicinal powder, they can't grasp the opportunity themselves, and they let me run away, but it's not bad for me. Such a fun little baby, there is only one team this time, you can leave it to me for a few more days. Isn't it still a long time to be horizontal and vertical? In addition to them, there are several other teams of dolls, and it is not without opportunities. Just wait, and there will be results. ”

What the man said at this time was a little different from what he said at the beginning.

The soft voice followed with a "phew", but it didn't care about the contradictions in the words of the Monk of Demoiselle, but just fell silent.

The drenched rain was still falling.

It is impossible for raindrops to drift so slowly that they will make any sound. Even if it falls on the top of the leaf, it only bends the entire leaf with a very slow movement.

The man in the cloak stood quietly on the top of the tree, and when the dull rain fell, it still bypassed his body and slowly flowed down from him, not touching him in the slightest.

He quietly looked at the lower ground, and saw that inside the illusion he had delegated, it was like eighteen layers of hell, divided into many layers up and down. The environment at every level is the same, and there is no difference in the location of each spirit tree in each cave.

The only difference is that in those illusions, there are different monks.

On the first floor below him, Ye Fan and Lou Qianzhong were standing. At this time, they were dissipating all the protective aura in their bodies, standing quietly in the dull rain, allowing the dull rain to fall on them.

This wasn't some stupid accident to mean that they were hurting, they were imitating the appearance of the people in the cloth, hoping to feel the trail of the falling blunt rain, and then control the blunt rain to slide away from their bodies.

At their feet, there are more layers of fantasy space. In each layer of the illusion, there is a different team, doing their own special training. From the faces of each of them, you can see the perseverance and unyielding expression.

"Hehe, although these dolls are useless, they are quite hard."

The robed monk smiled slightly, and as soon as his feet tightened, the spirit tree that he had caught suddenly shook sharply. I didn't see any movement from him, his feet were already loose, and the whole person jumped high from the tree, and fell straight down towards the illusions below.

The robe on his body was completely open by the wind, and it swayed up and down like the wings of a bird, flying behind him.

"Alright, let's play with those little dolls again today. Well, it's the turn of that fun little thing again. ”

So the monk muttered to himself, and went straight down to Ye Fan and the others outside the cave.

Ye Fan and the others were closing their eyes at this time, trying to feel the feeling of the dull rain falling, where was there any precaution against the appearance of the clothed man.

The Clothed Man hadn't appeared in front of them for several days, and they had been in a hurry to cultivate, and they had forgotten how elusive the Clothed Man was. When Ye Fan suddenly sensed a little and raised his head suddenly, the clothed monk was already about to fall on their heads.

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Fan was the first to see the appearance of the other party, and he didn't have time to say more, with a warning, the person had already rolled backwards.

This appearance is really not chic, and it is covered with dull rain and mud. But if he hadn't rolled out like this, his head would have been pinned down by the Monk in Cloak by this time.