To put it mildly, after finally getting Luo Quan to agree to sign up, the question is: So, how can we make him win? Right now, this guy is not a lawyer, and even his temperament is simply a layman.

If Sharon and I hadn't traveled from the future, backed by history, I wouldn't have dared to talk about "believing in the process" with the wood in front of me, who looked no different from an ordinary dumbfounder.

Actually, the idea in my stomach is very simple: take care of him three-seven-twenty-one, get this idiot shortlisted first, maybe some incognito sweeping monk will take a fancy to him, and maybe he will teach him all the best! At that time, it will no longer be our task to guide this fool.

So, I hurriedly asked Luo Quan, who thought that I could have a chance to see Ava, and my face was already flushed involuntarily, and Gu Zihan smiled: "Hey, by the way, you can tell us about it, what is the so-called selection competition?" ”

"How many times have the elders said that it was a 'discipleship selection ceremony,' a sacred ceremony! It's not a competition! ”

Well, there's nothing to talk about with a tendon. It doesn't matter what you are, can't you just explain the rules to my brother? Thinking of this, I no longer have the same knowledge as the more serious Luo Quan, and only prick up my ears to skip his respectful tirade, get straight to the point, and listen to the rules of the biennial grand event.

Originally, to sum up, this group of trials had to compete in a total of three competitions, which assessed a monk's all-round qualities, including: scriptures, methods and comprehensive application. Specifically, these three competitions are:

The scripture examination, similar to the common exams we usually take in school, is naturally divided into two parts: written tests and face-to-face answers. Among them, the first written test is also the threshold for screening out most people, and the elders of the four major factions will unify the papers, and the temple will inspect itself. After that, the interviews are organized together by those who have passed the written test, and the elders answer the questions.

Then, those who have passed the examination of the scriptures enter the second session, the Dharma test, which is also divided into two parts: oral answers and exercises. The oral answer is to observe and practice the starting movements of the senior brother to predict the effect of the spells he casts. This scene does not seem difficult, but it is actually a great test of a person's basic skills.

After all, from the perspective of the qi, the difference between the qi of each other is actually easy to confuse, except for the situation where the five qi are out of each other.

In the second game of the Fa Gate, the investigation is sparring, and the comparison is like the fighting ring that we are used to. All the disciples who reach this level of trial will be arranged by the deacons and elders to fight in pairs and rely on spells. At this time, those who usually show off their martial arts and are brave and ruthless will be brushed down, and the rest are ruthless characters who practice solidly and have real talents.

In the end, the forty top monks selected from the large and small monasteries will have the most brutal and difficult competition - free confrontation. In the final analysis, it is everyone who gathers in a field and competes for five hydrangeas. Everyone can fight on their own, or they can work together, in short, eliminate the other thirty-five, and the remaining disciples are the "strongest five" selected by this disciple selection ceremony!

These five candidates were personally awarded the title of "Master" by the Grand Lama, and they joined the horse team of the Tashi Business League in Tibetan areas and traveled to the far west to overcome all difficulties and buy back the tea needed by the major monasteries.

Speaking of which, when I was a child, when I watched a TV program on the Science and Education Channel, I learned that Tibetan compatriots often consume a large amount of beef and mutton to keep out the cold because they are in the cold field, but the fat in the food is difficult to be digested and absorbed by the body. In order to promote normal metabolism, Tibetans have developed the habit of drinking tea, which increases their health and their taste of life at the same time.

As a result, the saying that "tea is blood, tea is meat, and tea is life" will be spread in Tibetan areas. On the other hand, while reflecting the importance of tea, it also shows that those elite disciples who have been carefully selected through layers of selection can escort the horse team that transports tea, which is not a supreme honor.

Therefore, it is rumored among monks that the monks who have passed the final and most difficult ancient path trials and returned to the monastery are the monks who are truly favored by the god of the Kawagebo Snow Mountain.

Hearing this, I couldn't help muttering in my heart, according to Luo Quan's current strength, under normal circumstances, if you want to pass the selection ceremony in more than ten days, it is simply a fantasy. In this way, if we want to promote the course of history, I think there is only one way to go in front of us.

Cheat!

Thinking of this, I also pulled him up, and after explaining the location and time of tomorrow's joint, I yawned and whispered to Sharon to find a secluded room to hide.

Unexpectedly, when we parted, it was the wooden Luo Quan who took the initiative to stop me and asked stupidly, "What are you doing after the joint tomorrow?" If you have time, why don't you go to the main hall and copy more scriptures? ”

I x! Can you be more stupid! It's going to be a competition next month, if you can do it step by step, do you still need Lao Tzu to bother to help you find a way? This elm head is really not ordinary stupid.

After holding his breath and scolding Luo Quan away, Sharon and I sat down next to each other with our backs in the warehouse where ghee jerky was stored next to the room, recuperating and recuperating at the same time. After a while, I heard the breathing of the girl behind me become steady and even.

I'm really tired. Seeing Sharon fall asleep sweetly, I couldn't bear to disturb her who was still recovering. After gently getting up and helping her cover her with a layer of soft hay, I sat down cross-legged again, closed my eyes and recuperated, but continued to think in my heart, avoiding everyone's eyes and ears in front of everyone, and helping Luo Quan to hide from the sky and the sea.

The next day, Sharon and I lay down until the temple for a lunch break, and then under the guidance of Luo Quan, we secretly ran out of the hospital through the back door, and came to the meadow where Sharon and Sharon had just crossed over to recuperate, and turned over the classics that Luo Quan secretly took out from the temple's scripture pavilion, and pondered the coping strategies for the written test.

Speaking of cheating, of course, as a five-good student in this world, I have never had the opportunity to practice it; However, just because I've never eaten pork doesn't mean I haven't seen a pig run: so, in retrospect, from the clip clip to the opportunity to take the test, many options really easily poured into my mind for a while, for me to choose.

Let's look at the entrainment first. Originally, it was not difficult to hide the prepared cheat sheet in a wide monk's robe that even a snow-white hata could accommodate, but I just thought that this idea was quite feasible, and I wanted Luo Quan to rehearse, only to find that we were in Tibet thousands of years ago, and the paper here was so expensive.

Don't say cheat sheets, even cloth is a luxury, and letting Luo Quan, who is penniless and humble, prepare these materials is simply putting the cart before the horse.

Thinking of this, I had to reject this option and think about the possibility of substitute exams. If he does, it is nothing more than to solve the problem of who to find to replace him. Fellow brothers? Pull it down. I had seen their level when Sharon and I fought with them that day, and in addition to being a little more coaxing, it is estimated that the real talent is not much stronger than Luo Quan.

As for the fact that if I took the exam for him, it would not be too difficult for me, who is half a top student, but the problem is - brother, I don't know Tibetan! Therefore, the possibility of this option has to be completely cut off here.

So, what do you do? Just when Sharon and I were puzzled, Luo Quan on the side had already picked up the wooden stick, sat on the edge of the dirt, and wrote the scriptures silently. At first, I secretly scolded him for being stupid in my heart, but after Sharon reminded me to take a closer look, I realized that what this guy wrote silently was exactly what was recorded in the scriptures

How do I know? Of course, it's a comparison. Although you can't see the Tibetan script, you can always recognize the difference in shape. Seeing that the scriptures written by Na Luo Quan silently from memory were exactly the same as the original text, an unexpected thought flashed through my mind—

Could it be that this guy, although he looks stupid, is really because he has no distractions and his mind is not easily disturbed by the outside world, which has created his amazing concentration and the ability to never forget.

After all, if I have to say, this wise and foolish young man is a genius at all! That's right, he's a genius of hard work.

Thinking of this, I hurriedly beckoned Sharon to be on guard nearby, and I shook my body to summon the spirit, turned into a night owl, and flew silently towards the temple above my head, specifically for this "humanoid repeater", looking for materials.

After a short time, I found a large package of scriptures, exchanged them for the ones that Luo Quan remembered, turned around and flew back to the scripture pavilion in the temple.

In the next few days, we worked together in this way, and I found scriptures for Luo Quan, who was usually not qualified to touch rare scriptures, while he seized the time to imprint the knowledge contained in the scriptures in his mind with hunger and thirst under Sharon's vigilance, and prepared so intensively for a few days, this kid really read through the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures in the entire monastery.

Although it is just cramming, it is also an elder-level inventory to be able to memorize this vast sea of scriptures in mind.

We didn't have time for him to digest and prepare the materials, so we had to immediately start the second part of the special training: the method trial.

As for the secret method identification part of the method, I also unreservedly explained the essence of what I had realized to Luo Quan.

Who knows, Luo Quan, who has a deep scripture in his heart, heard my words, and in a flash of inspiration, the classics hidden in his heart actually had an incredible chemical reaction with the experience I had accumulated through studying Wangqi, so that Luo Quan, who had never been in contact with spells before, had basically mastered the method of using soul power to promote biomass in only two days.

Sure enough, this guy, judging from his natural affinity for psionic energy, his talent is really above me, which really makes me envious, jealous and hateful, even if his talent is not as good as others, why does my brother patiently assist him? It's infuriating! Tomb Hunter East White