"What does that mean?"

"Because the dragon clan only selects one person per round, the method is simple and crude, in a confined environment, the one who survives in the end is the winner."

"So a lot of people die every time?"

"Actually, no, there are only a dozen or so people who participate every time, all of whom are desperate or ruthless."

"That's right, after all, people are afraid of death."

"So, after meeting Mr., I gave up this idea of risking death."

"You are indeed a smart person, but when the matter is completed, I will investigate that Commander Zhang, and you had better not give me any careful thoughts."

Sun Sicheng didn't have any bad intentions, Qian Bufan knew it, but he still pretended to scare him.

"If I have deception, the sky will thunder and thunder, and I will not die well!"

"Okay, don't be so serious, it's also a member of our Taoist faction, don't be so spineless, besides, you're seventy years old, older than my father."

"Under the banner of Daomen, the achiever is the first."

"Come on, you used that spell a little hard last time, and you were given a method of spitting, and you tried to practice it yourself, which can help you somewhat."

Qian Bufan took out a pen and paper, quickly wrote out a set of simple Taoist entrance tips, and then handed it to Sun Sicheng.

"Master, be apprenticed!"

Sun Sicheng's title scared Qian Bufan, accepting a person forty years older than himself as an apprentice, this is not a joke!

"Forget about apprenticeship, let's learn from each other."

"Mr. must think that I am too old and have no potential", Sun Sicheng thought to himself.

"You think too much, no", Qian Bufan heard what he said in his heart, and replied naturally, only to find that something was a little inappropriate after speaking.

"Mr. is really clever, and he can even read minds", Sun Sicheng apologized.

"Okay, you wait for me in Penglai for a while, this method of vomiting will be practiced first, and then I will teach you some simple charms and spells, but this master-apprentice gift is not needed."

"Sir's words should be obeyed!"

In the evening, summoned the spirit of the green dragon and asked her about the things she knew about the Shenlong clan, after being passed down from generation to generation, the green dragon did not know much, Qian Bufan surveyed around Penglai again, and the development of this era also covered up some traces of history, which was completely inconsistent with what Qinglong said.

The thirtieth has arrived, and it is the day of the dragon draft, and there is no imaginary lively scene, it seems that, as Sun Sicheng said, there are really very few contestants. According to the location prompted by Sun Sicheng, Qian Bufan walked into a teahouse, named "Longfeng Teahouse".

In the antique building, the high-quality sandalwood with the gentle and smooth sound of the piano is a bit out of place with the killing that follows.

The teahouse is divided into two floors, the first floor is equipped with six tables of eight immortals, each table is equipped with four small chairs, and there is also a stage at the entrance of the part, which is very similar to the ancient kind of teahouse.

When Qian Bufan entered the house, there were already four people waiting there, and they didn't look soft, Qian Bufan secretly opened his eyes, and sure enough, several people were full of grievances, obviously they were all madmen with lives in their hands.

Seeing that Qian Bufan, who was white and clean and weak, walked in, the four of them made a gesture of touching their necks with bad intentions.

Qian Bufan ignored it, sat down at an empty table, closed his eyes and waited.

"That kid is still pretending to be forced, I'm going to explode his chrysanthemum before I break his neck in a moment," a fat, ugly man laughed uncontrollably.

"Noise", a half-bitten apple stuck in the throat of the ugly man, and an elegant middle-aged man walked in from outside, took out another apple from nowhere, opened his mouth and bit it.

The ugly man blushed, and with great difficulty, spat out half an apple in his throat.

"I wiped it, I almost hung up, which forced the cub to lose it, stand up for Lao Tzu!"

"It's not me anyway, you see, my apple is still in my hand", the elegant man's voice was obviously not the same as the "noise".

This guy is really a talent.

The fat and vicious man actually believed it, and he didn't find the person who threw the apple, so he could only give up, and he didn't continue to look for money and trouble.

After a while, two more people came in, one was tall and thin, and they introduced themselves as they entered: Motor, from the Western Regions; The other, dark and fat, walked sonorously and vigorously, did not speak, looked at the small chair beside the table, and consciously remained standing.

In the process of waiting, I always feel that time flies a little slowly, no, from Qian Bufan to the present, it has only been half an hour, but everyone is already a little impatient.

The teahouse slowly closed, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the impatient crowd immediately stopped, and for a while, the room was particularly quiet, and the footsteps from the second floor broke the silence, which was particularly harsh.

The young man who came down the stairs gradually appeared in front of the big guy: "Hello everyone, my name is Long Xiaoyun, I guess everyone has guessed my identity, that's right, I am the chief examiner." ”

This thing can really pretend to be forced, Qian Bufan sat still and didn't move, and secretly sensed his strength: the airflow is calm, the breath is gentle, and the foundation is good, but it is probably the level before the prosperous wealth. Thinking of Wangcai, Qian Bufan was suddenly a little worried, and he didn't know what the stone would torture Wangcai's kid.

"I'll go, my billion-year-old colorful chrysanthemum, I was eaten directly by you, a foodie, and I was a tyrannical thing", an old man chased after a handsome young man and beat his chest.

"Uncle Shi, it's useless for you to keep this flower anyway, it's better to give it to me, don't say it, it tastes good." This young man is not Wangcai, who is it!

"Hmph, since you have eaten it, then forget it, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped, it will be determined!"

Wangcai was frozen, and the smug expression condensed on his face like this, and the old man went over to drag him back, and he didn't forget to mutter: "After taking this medicine, how can you do it if you don't refine it well, you can't waste it, and you will be burned in the furnace for seven hundred and forty-nine days." ”

Wangcai wanted to cry without tears, and shouted in his heart: The baby is bitter......

After saying that, Long Xiaoyun finished introducing himself, looked at the eight people in the room, and pointed to the elegant man eating apples: "You, go out!" ”

The apple fell to the ground, and the man couldn't help but ask, "Why is that?" ”

Long Xiaoyun grabbed the man and threw it out of the door, not forgetting to give the person who asked an answer: "I hate pretending to be the most annoying!" ”

(End of chapter)

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