Chapter Forty-Seven: The Battle of the First Three!
Nangong Yunyao thought left and right, and when he saw that he couldn't think of an answer for a long time, he looked at Yuchen.
"Grandpa Chen, does the array mage have a guild? What else is a task? ”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes looked at him.
Yuchen paused, swallowed a small sip of spirit wine, and then looked at him with the appearance of an elder and said, "Array mages do have guilds. ”
"Generally, if you have a spiritual cultivator, you can go to the guild branch for certification, and after certification, you can take on tasks to earn gold coins, spirit stones and other property, I think you seem to be very interested in this?"
"What? Boy, are you interested in this? Liu Shan quipped on the side.
Yuchen glanced at him and shook his head.
"Formation mage is not something that anyone can cultivate, this requires a person with strong spiritual power to be suitable for the cultivation of this profession, like me and Old Man Liu are more outstanding in spiritual power, and the talent for martial arts cultivation is not very good, so we choose to cultivate the formation mage."
Nangong Yunyao nodded, bit his lip, and asked with a look of curiosity: "Does the pharmacist also have a guild, just like the Dan Pavilion, can he also take on tasks?" ”
Yuchen was slightly stunned, then nodded, and said, "The pharmacist does also have a guild, and the situation is different from the array mage guild, which is divided into the pharmacist association and the Dan Pavilion. ”
"Among them, the Dan Pavilion mainly sells pills, and the Pharmacists Association is only responsible for refining pills, which can also be counted as a family, and the certification can be carried out at the Dan Pavilion."
Seeing that he already knew what he needed to know, Nangong Yunyao nodded and said to them: "Thank you Grandpa Chen for telling Master Liu Shan, I know it in the future." ”
"If you are interested in this aspect in the future, I can help you introduce an old friend, and it is not without a problem to accept you as an apprentice, but your talent is good, it is better to focus on cultivation, don't think about formations." Yuchen swallowed the spirit wine and said lightly.
"Yes!" Nangong Yunyao nodded, and began to eat dinner.
Eat and drink like this, and the time will unconsciously reach late at night.
Everyone looked at each other and walked towards the room one after another, ready for tomorrow's game.
Nangong Yunyao was lying on the bed, thinking about what had just happened, and thinking about whether to cultivate martial arts and pharmacists at the same time.
Although in this case, both of them may not be proficient in learning, but considering the resources needed to cultivate martial arts, my heart is still more inclined to pharmacists and martial arts practitioners.
Looking at the roof, he shook his head, and then entered the earth's space.
Medicine Garden.
Nangong Yunyao looked at the ancient banyan seedlings in the planting field, saw that they had bloomed a lot of young leaves, and looked at the yellowed soil on the side, touched the gold coins in his pocket and thought.
"Now there are 12,000 gold coins, and if you add the five spirit stones in the first place, it will be a total of 62,000 gold coins, and you can buy a lot of medicinal seeds."
Shaking his head, he turned around and cultivated.
In the hall, Yuchen and Liu Shan were still playing chess, which had been going on all night.
Spiritual cultivators don't need to sleep in the first place, but most people still practice day and night, and only formation mages like them can be idle.
Liu Shan narrowed his eyes, moved the chess pieces in his hand, and with a "dang" sound, the chess pieces fell on the chessboard.
"Do you really want to take him as an apprentice?" Liu Shan moved his right hand away from the chess piece, looked at Yuchen on the opposite side and asked.
Yuchen glanced at him, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I would like to, but I also know that there will be no chance, now he is less than sixteen years old, and he is almost at the high level of martial apprentices, this talent is really good." ”
"Haha, you understand." Liu Shan twisted his stubby and gray beard and smiled.
Yuchen looked at the sky outside the window, and his right hand stopped.
"Alright, it's time to get them up." Then he walked upstairs.
After a few moments, everyone was woken up one after another, and then walked towards the playing field.
Playing field.
The venue was already full of onlookers, and even the village chief of Nayun Village had arrived, and he seemed to value this game very much, after all, it was about the honor of Yun Village.
On the stage, the middle-aged man looked at Nangong Yunyao and the others, and said lightly: "This game is the last round, and winning or losing the game is related to your rewards, but also to the honor of your village, fight hard!" ”
Immediately took out a pair of dice, showed the dice to Nangong Yunyao and the others, and said: "There are only three of you in this round of the game, so the way to determine the order of the game is to shake the dice." ”
"For example, if you have the highest number of points, you can pick your opponent first, and then you will be the first to win the round." The middle-aged man shook the dice and demonstrated to everyone.
The three people in the audience nodded, knowing the rules of the game, and walked towards the stage.
"Brother Yundi, please." Nangong Yunyao stretched out his right hand to Yun Di next to him and said.
Yun Di sneered, the scar on his face crumpled, and then he walked forward, picked up the dice, and shook it.
"Nine o'clock."
The middle-aged man looked at the number displayed by Yun Di after shaking the dice, and said lightly.
Nangong Yunyao glanced at Yu Xiao.
Seeing that Yu Xiao stretched out his hand and motioned for him to shake the dice first, he took a few steps forward and shook the dice with him.
Nangong Yun looked at the dice that had stopped shaking, and saw that the number of words finally stopped at fifteen points, and nodded with satisfaction.
Middle-aged man: "Fifteen." ”
Then Yu Xiao walked up and shook the dice.
"Eleven o'clock." The middle-aged man looked at the final number and said, and then looked at the three people: "The selection order of this competition is Nangong Yunyao, Yuxiao, and Yundi, if there is no problem, the competition will start now." ”
Nangong Yunyao walked out, with a slight smile on his handsome face, looking at Yundi and nodded.
Yun Di walked out of the group, with a wicked smile on his face, and then took out his weapon, waiting for the middle-aged man to start.
Seeing that the two of them had finished preparing, the middle-aged man nodded and said, "This competition has officially begun!" ”
As soon as the words fell, Yun Di threw the flying knife in his hand towards Nangong Yunyao, like hunting a demon beast, racing against time.
Seeing this, Nangong Yunyao dodged to the side, and took off the bow and arrow on his back with his right hand, and after dodging the flying knife, he pulled the bowstring and sent out a sharp arrow, heading towards the scar-faced Yundi.
Yun Di looked at the bow and arrow that came and sneered, then took out two flying knives from his pocket, held them with both hands at the same time, and threw his palms towards Nangong Yunyao's position.
Seeing this, Nangong Yunyao shook his head a little helplessly, and then jumped behind him and flipped back.
With a "whew", one of the flying knives whizzed past him, tearing the sleeves of his shirt, and he was almost about to hang the color.
Nangong Yunyao turned over, stood firmly on the ground, looked at the sleeves and couldn't help frowning, and looked at Yun Di with a hint of coldness in his eyes.