At this time, the red note had no choice but to forcibly memorize it first, and no matter what it was, he would first try to remember it exactly before speaking.

Hongjian felt that her prediction was wrong, the things that these seniors could assess were completely different from what she had originally estimated, and her younger brother Fang Zheng, who she had high hopes for, was very difficult to pass the first game outside the hall, even if she could enter the main hall, she was afraid that there was no way to take the things in this jade slip.

Fortunately, there is still himself, although because of Fei Chengji's discrimination, he is nearly half an hour later than Jiang Yan and Shi Qingxiang, but he really tries his best to remember, and it is not that he has no chance.

As for the gods for what will be interested in the small qi training apprentices of the major sects, even the punishment of the endless has come all the way to participate in it, this kind of strange thing red note has no time to think about, the risk is everywhere on the way to cultivation, these teenage children are not concerned about taking some risks, in such an environment where everyone is holding back their energy to be the first, the thirteen-year-old red note only felt that his heart was hot, and he soon abandoned everything in the outside world, and all his mind was on the strange words and graphics.

It only took a short time to feel the red note, and then I felt that my heart was suddenly shocked by something, and I was withdrawn from the jade slip. She looked up blankly, and saw that everyone in front of her and on the left and right had all finished their meditation, and suddenly realized that this was the senior in the hall who had made a move, and the time for the second scene had arrived.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man with a majestic face on the throne spoke: "Two hours have passed since the last person entered the hall. The record in the jade slip that everyone has seen is a piece of ancient immortal text treasured in the Fu Tu Pagoda of my Fu Tu Sect, I think for you, this is the real book of heaven, and now each person has a pen and ink, and the things that have been memorized are written on the paper. Let's go. "This middle-aged man is indeed Dai Mingchi, the sect leader of the Fu Tu Sect.

Hongzhi looked down and found that a pen, ink, paper and inkstone had been placed in front of her at some point. She really wanted to turn around and sneak a look at whether Fang Zheng had entered the hall, but the surroundings were quiet, as if there was an invisible coercion enveloping her, and the red note felt a pang in her heart, and she reached out and took the pen and paper in her hand.

Jin Donglou's old dragon bell's voice sounded: "If anyone dares to use magic in a vain attempt to steal and plagiarize others, they will all be abolished and expelled from the sect where they are located." The world is big, and there are very few people with such qualifications, so they cherish themselves. ”

The atmosphere in the Huanhua Hall was stagnant.

The punishment on the side sneered nonchalantly: "Old guy, why bother reminding them. I wanted to see if there were any daring hairy people in these dolls. ”

The red note hurriedly contemplated, called the three gods to make such a difference, she remembered clearly that the first half became a little blurred, and someone in the front row had already begun to write hard, and the red note did not dare to rub it any longer, and picked up the pen and wrote the "heavenly book" in her mind according to her memory.

She was afraid that after a long time, she would lose what she remembered for a while, so she was silent for more than a hundred ghost drawings, and at this time, many people in the hall had reached the limit, and even Zhu Jingxian, who was sitting next to the red note, stopped writing, his eyebrows were locked, and he was obviously desperately recalling.

The red note drew more than a dozen characters before the speed gradually slowed down, and below she also forcibly memorized more than 20 ancient immortal characters and two slightly different patterns, because the time of this part of the memory is very close to the end of the stop, so she is not afraid to forget for a while, and now she has sweat in her palms, so she stopped and slowed down.

The people in the upper seats were still talking. At this time, it is the punishment that speaks.

"What a nuisance!" He yawned, "Isn't Mr. Ji majoring in water system insight?" Let's see, which of these little ones has the best memory? ”

The difference between the Qi cultivation period and the transformation of the gods is even greater than that of cloud mud. Therefore, there were so many Qi cultivation apprentices in the main hall, and there was really no doubt that none of them could be judged by the Transformation God. Even when the red note suddenly heard this, he was inevitably affected, and his mind was slightly scattered, and he secretly wondered: "Is there anyone on the seat who can directly determine the winner or loser without waiting for us to finish writing?" ”

The "Mr. Ji" smiled softly: "Do you want to take the test first?" ”

Xing Wuyan remained silent: "It's the right thing to show everyone what you can do." ”

I don't know what is special about this "water system insight technique", but she herself is a water spirit root, and when she heard the word water system, her heart moved, and she could be praised by the gods, it must be a very great exercise, what kind of person is this "Mr. Ji", it can be determined that he is not from the Danya Sect, so the outsiders here today, except for the two gods, it seems that there are only ...... That person, he never mentioned himself to the red note, his original surname was Ji. He obviously came by car with Xing Wuyan, didn't he go all the way?

The red note couldn't tell what it was because of the attention paid to the mysterious person at this time, but it faintly surpassed the eagerness to write the "Book of Heaven" silently, but he listened to the "Mr. Ji" and said leisurely: "It's not a big skill to say it, it's just an axe in front of Elder Jin and several members of the Danya Sect." Brother Xing must ask, that is him. ”

No matter how determined these young people are, they can't help but look up and follow what Mr. Ji is counting on, and what he is referring to is Jiang Yan of the Cloud Sect.

But the red note looked at the Mr. Ji who was high up and frowned suspiciously.

Something is wrong, this person's appearance and dress, and even some small movements between gestures are the same as the person he knows in the red note, but for some reason, the tone and demeanor of his speech are called the awkwardness that the red note can't say, this feeling, like someone played a double reed in front of her eyes, "Mr. Ji" just sat there, these two sentences came from the mouth of another person.

The red note shook his head, suppressed the uneasiness, and lowered his head to continue writing.

Xing Wuya Ha said with a smile: "Okay, if any of you is better than this kid from the Cloud Sect, you don't need to take the test next, the person I chose today is him." The apprentices who continued to write the "Book of Heaven" were greatly encouraged.

Dai Mingchi said: "Brother Xing, I'm just afraid that you will be disappointed." Speaking of which, Brother Jin, Sect Master Ling, and Brother Sun, although you are all water spirit roots, no one is majoring in this insight technique, hehe, I am optimistic about Youyun, he has been like a god in the past few years. ”

The red note shook his hand, and the pen was dirty. His reaction was simply too slow, this Mr. Ji was Shui Linggen, and the old man was Jin Linggen. These are just two people who are very similar, and they obviously admit that they are wrong.

Hongjian still remembered that when she heard the sharp wind brought by the man when he collected the pill, she asked tentatively, and the man "snorted", but did not deny it. That person's temperament is like this, he didn't deny it, in fact, he admitted that he was so arrogant and withdrawn...... By the way, Hongjian finally realized why the "Ji Ruyun" gentleman in the seat made her feel that something was wrong, although the mystery was still there, the humility and tactfulness of this person's words were completely different from the person Hongjian had recognized before.

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Thank you, although I didn't mention the names one by one, in fact, I will remember each and every one of you. Please forgive me for not being good at words. Love you guys~~