With a soft sound, Miao Junfeng put down the teacup in his hand.

"Yang Ghost King, I don't know what the assessment content is that you have set? Can we get started? I don't want to be misunderstood again and then chased and killed by two unreasonable women! ”

"Amitabha, with the wisdom of Xiaoyou, can't you see that the conversation between you and me is the assessment I set?" The Yang Ghost King filled his teacup, took a sip and said.

"Then I know in my heart, I should have passed the assessment of this level." Miao Junfeng took the teapot and filled his own teacup.

"Can you tell me the basis of your judgment?" The Yang Ghost King put away his smile and became serious.

"In ancient times, three or five confidants and friends drank a pot of wine together, which meant that they had similar temperaments and like-minded interests.

Just now, you and I drank the same pot of tea, which can be understood as our state of mind and thoughts, which tend to coincide at the moment. No matter what happened in the past and what will develop in the future, at least, in the present, the frequencies of your and my thoughts can overlap.

I don't know, I'm right? If there are any deficiencies, please make up for them. ”

"Please drink tea, it's all in the tea." A faint smile appeared on the Yang Ghost King's face, and he did not answer Miao Junfeng's words directly.

"Good tea! It wasn't until this cup that I realized that the tea you made was extraordinary. Miao Junfeng's tongue left a lingering fragrance, and said with a comfortable face.

"Tea is just ordinary mountain and wild coarse tea, and the change in taste comes from the change in your heart. Come with me! I know that you young people have precious time, and you don't usually have time to drink tea with our older people. ”

Miao Junfeng was slightly embarrassed, but the smile was quite sincere. He followed the steps of the Yang Ghost King and came to another room of the hut.

A circular array of light, emitting a little starlight, is conspicuously imprinted on the ground.

"Go up!" The Yang Ghost King pointed to the light array and said.

"Good! Thank you very much for your hospitality. I learned a lot from talking to you. I didn't use honorifics before, so please bear with me. Miao Junfeng gave him a formal thank you gift.

"Xiaoyou is polite, you and I are like-minded, why bother with these forms and subsections. As long as you respect me in your heart, even if you call me an old man, what's the matter? ”

"Thank you, old man, I'm going." Miao Junfeng beckoned to him and strode into the light array.

Ten levels of assessment, Miao Junfeng passed all of them, and it took a month.

In the light array, Miao Junfeng saw scenes one after another. These scenes start from the first level of their own assessment and end with the last level. Each scene clearly records his efforts in each level.

When the last scene disappeared, Miao Junfeng stood on a high platform.

Then, pillars of light lit up, and ten ghost kings walked out of the pillars of light one after another. Their dress is no longer casual, and their royal clothes bring out their royal spirit to the fullest.

Every ghost king has a solemn expression, his eyes are blazing, and the spirit of the king is not angry and spontaneous, which is daunting.

A rhythmic rhythm resounded in the air, and the mouths of the ten ghost kings simultaneously emitted the sound of ancient sacrifices.

One by one, the notes kept appearing in the sky. Ten identical notes will come together to form an ancient masonry.

Numerous bricks and stones fell from the sky, and according to a certain rhythm and structure, they quickly formed an ancient altar.

With a "hum", there was a ripple in the space, and the ripples set off a layer of white air.

The ten ghost kings and Miao Junfeng did not shy away from this layer of qi waves, and let the qi waves sweep over their bodies.

With the sound of "ding", Miao Junfeng felt that his heart seemed to have a subtle connection with the hearts of the ten ghost kings. The connection is like two people who are strangers and become friends at this moment.

The ten ghost kings didn't pay attention to Miao Junfeng, but made the elaborate handprints on the altar one after another. Each mudra contains the aura of the ghost king and a drop of essence blood.

Ten mudras formed a circle on the ancient altar and spun rapidly. Eventually, the ten handprints converged into a ball of light, and the shape of the light cluster gradually changed to the shape of the token.

"Little friend, please also donate a drop of your own blood! Before it takes shape. It was the Yang Ghost King who spoke, and he was the only one present who made this request to make Miao Junfeng not suspicious.

"Good!" Miao Junfeng really gave him face, and without saying a word, a drop of essence blood dripped out and bounced towards the light cluster that was about to take shape.

As soon as the essence blood entered, the light cluster immediately formed. Continuously, an aura full of vicissitudes instantly enveloped the audience.

The front of this nameplate is written with the word "Huangquan", and the back seal has a symbol of the auspicious meaning of the word "Miao". The nameplate is golden, full of solemnity and sacredness.

"Miao Junfeng, congratulations on becoming the first person in ancient times and the first person in the Huangquan realm." After Miao Junfeng's identity nameplate was formed, the Dust Ghost King took the lead in congratulating him.

"That's right. Looking at the people who have come to break through the level in the past, the best result is to break through four levels in a row. You are unique and groundbreaking among all the interlopers. Not to be outdone, the Rain Ghost King said immediately.

"Humph! It's just luck, who knows if there's any greasy in it! The attitude of the Electric Ghost King was completely different from the two of them, and she was full of doubts about Miao Junfeng's assessment results.

"Luck is also a kind of strength, I hope your luck can always be so good, don't be careless, use up all your luck." The words of the Dead Ghost King sounded good at first, but the words later were like holding Miao Junfeng up to the sky and falling down violently.

"All laws have a fate, since the fate has appeared, we should be happy, why bother one person and one statement? Maybe he can bring a different change to our Huangquan Realm, a change that we have been longing for for a long time. ”

"Yang Ghost King, this time you're too obvious! Could it be that you, like the two of them, have something to do with Miao Junfeng? "The Electric Ghost King is very abnormal today, and everyone who speaks for Miao Junfeng will go up and accuse her.

The five ghost kings all spoke, and the rest of the five ghost kings couldn't help but speak. It's just that they really don't know what to say for a while.

Well said, not pleased. It's not good, that aunt won't let her go.

Miao Junfeng had already held the identity nameplate in his hand at this time, and he didn't need to feel it much, the identity nameplate sent him intimate love fluctuations, as well as many news that he wanted to know.

"A card in hand, I have it in the world." Miao Junfeng proudly recited a sentence in his heart.

The quarrel grew louder, and the smell of gunpowder grew stronger. The people who made this gunpowder were the rain ghost king who rolled up his sleeves and the electric ghost king who released lightning all over his body.

The remaining eight ghost kings were divided into two groups, a group of four. The members of each group took turns to be peacemakers, constantly persuading them to fight.

Miao Junfeng smacked his lips, feeling both angry and amused by the scene in front of him.

The angry thing is that the electric ghost king doesn't know what is crazy, and he fights for himself everywhere, so he has to fight with the rain ghost king.

It's funny how the awe-inspiring ghost kings turned into a muddy market in the blink of an eye.

Was the previous experience a hallucination? The Ancient Altar is still there!