In this way, a week later, this guy Luo Quan actually mastered almost all the basic methods of refining and reincarnation in Tantra at a speed that even I envied, although he couldn't reach the proficiency level of the grandmaster level for a while, but if he wanted to fight against the top senior brothers at the level of the top people in the selection competition, it should be more than enough, probably.

So, many disciples from the four major schools of Tantra and Sutra: Nyingma, Kadam, Sakya, and Kagyu monasteries gathered in this way, and in this way, they came to Lhasa and began the first test of understanding the scriptures in front of the majestic Potala Palace.

Sharon and I, who covered our heads with monk's robes and only showed a pair of eyes, were naturally mixed in the team of Luo Quan's monastery, hiding from the sidelines to watch the battle.

In other words, in this life, I have not had the opportunity to go to Tibet, let alone observe the solemn Potala Palace up close. At this moment, standing in front of the majestic Potala Palace with the bustling flow of people, I only felt that my emotions were stirred up by the devout believers around me.

While pretending to follow them and singing the Buddha's music with their hands held high, for a moment, I seemed to have an urge to take refuge in Buddhism, and the four major ones were empty.

However, the thought that I still have my fiancée Ah Xia to look for immediately returned to the right track with my conscious slap on the head: What am I thinking?! Hurry up and help Luo Quan pass the test, find out the master behind the scenes, and find a way for him to guide us back to the original time and space.

After a few waves of autosuggestion to myself, I finally adjusted. Together with Sharon, I stared at Luo Quan, who was sitting on the ground under the scorching sun, writing hard, and I couldn't help but take advantage of the convenience of my heart and eyes to look at the questions of today's written exam.

In the past, for us modern people, Tibetan was really not generally obscure, but when I helped Luo Quan read and memorize the scriptures, I also learned some basic words and grammar from Luo Quan, who spoke the Nanzhao dialect, and now it seems that I can barely recognize some words and phrases.

For example, I can understand this question, which should be the basic proposition of the Dzogchen Dharma. Well, after translating the question stem, how do I feel, it's very similar to our current subject exams, the rhythm of this kind of proposition. It seems that the theory test is similar in any era, probably.

When I accompanied Luo Quan to study, I flipped through the scriptures of the Dzogchen Dharma, which is a special Tibetan method unique to the Nyingma school, and searched it in my mind, and sure enough, I remembered the concept of "the body is pure, the nature is sudden, and the great compassion is pervasive".

Hehe, it looks very similar to the exam in high school, as long as you remember it, it's not that difficult.

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but unfold my psionic pupils, relying on the advanced nature of this secret art, to scan the answers of the candidates in the examination room. To my great surprise, only one-third of the people answered this question correctly!

When you think about it, it's not surprising. Because the first theoretical test gathered the disciples of the major schools of Sutra and Tantra, as well as many countless small schools, and this question tested the essence of the Nyingma secret method, which was naturally more beneficial to the disciples of the Nyingma school.

Of course, a small number of well-informed and ambitious, like Luo Quan, read through the classic "scholars" of various factions, this kind of basic knowledge question, it is really difficult for them to live.

So, as the investigation progressed, nearly half of the disciples had confessed in front of the tricky and strange examination questions, lifted their monk's robes one by one, stood up from the ground, or drooped their heads, or flicked their sleeves in annoyance, and walked out of the field.

After another stick of incense, when I looked closely, there were less than one-sixth of the apprentices left in the field. And the object of our attention, Luo Quan, is fortunately among these few survivors.

Just when I was happy with the excellent competitive state of Luo Quan, who had high morale, I saw a slender monk with a weak figure next to him, who tilted his head to the side and fell to the ground suddenly.

Through my heart's eyes, I naturally saw at a glance that he was suffering from heat stroke. Looking up at the scorching sun like an oven on the cloudless blue sky, I realized why this first written test was held in this empty and wide field—

Obviously, this one is not only about the disciples' mental strength, pen power and memory, but also through this long time of answering under the scorching sun, screening out those talents who are very outstanding in mental and physical strength and even perseverance!

Seeing this cruel written test that lasted from morning to night, without rest in between, I couldn't help but suddenly think of the entrance exam I had taken when I graduated from college and was looking for a job.

The questions and the process are almost inhumane, but there are thousands of fools who are sharpening their heads one after another to squeeze this narrow single-plank bridge.

It seems that no matter what era it is, the price and effort that ordinary people have to pay if they want to get ahead are as much as ever. It's strange to think about it and suddenly feel a little relieved.

Looking back, although our bet on Luo Quan was sweating profusely, he still stuck to the answering post, answered one problem after another without hesitation, and moved towards the qualified line, I suddenly admired this guy a little.

Born from a humble background, almost at the bottom of society, he spent his childhood, childhood and even adolescence, and finally in his youth, because of our chaos, he got a golden opportunity to change his destiny.

Seeing him sweating and reciting the scriptures before, I seemed to see myself who had been studying hard day and night in college. Seeing him challenging the limit in order to realize the agreement with Ava at this time, I seem to see the shadow of myself who is trying to make myself stronger in order to reunite with Ava......

It turns out that he is so similar to this ill-fated man, no wonder he has a sense of sympathy for him.

If, knowing his fate, he just passed by Princess Ava in the end, would he be sad, would he cry, and would he choose to give up here? I don't know, and I don't dare to think about it anymore.

I'm afraid that in the next relationship with him, I will accidentally say something and inform him of his future fate.

However, just as I was hesitating myself, Luo Quan, who was tirelessly answering tricky test questions in the center of the field, staggered to his feet—unlike the others, he was not about to give up the exam, and his raised hand was obviously holding the cowhide exam paper that he had worked hard for many years.

Although the crumbling body did not seem very stable in the scorching sun and the frightening wind, I still felt that he was like a bright banner in my eyes, proudly announcing that the talent had reached the moment to realize its value!

After the lama on tour took away his leather exam paper, Luo Quan, who had never participated in such a harsh test, finally crashed to the ground with exhaustion, and he was supported by me to walk outside the circle, but before he fell unconscious, he only thought about one thing-

"Me, did you pass?"

"Ah, passed! You're doing a good job, no, it's very good. "Even if I am as proud as I am, at this moment, I can only express my sincerest affirmation of this genius who is gifted and hardworking.

That's right, for the little novice who didn't know anything about the Dharma scriptures a month and a half ago, he did a really good job.

However, after only about three hours, Luo Quan, who had just woken up, only ate a little tsampa and drank a small sip of butter tea, then resolutely stood up, and rushed to the Potala Palace without looking back in response to the shouts of the visiting lamas, ready to accept the second round of the scripture test - the palace test.

This time, less than a hundred qualified disciples who passed the 10,000-person audition in the square last time will accept questions from the elders of the four major sects in turn.

Well, how does that sound like an interview in the modern workplace? Well, I think too much.

After crawling outside the door of the Potala Palace with Sharon and leaning against the high wall, with a curious heart and full of interest, I couldn't help but concoct the same method, opened the pupil of psionic energy, and captured what was happening in the main hall.

Luo Quan is the sixty-sixth, and he is still nervously making final preparations at this time, and in front of him, in less than half a pillar of incense, more than 20 monks have completed the interview. The men were divided into two groups, most of whom walked out of the side door of the apse in chagrin, only four or five, and breathed a sigh of relief, and waited in the atrium for the rest of their colleagues who had passed the temple examination.

Seeing this, I can't help but use the empathy of my heart and eye to summon spirits? Corpse dog, eavesdrop on the situation in the main hall.

It turned out that in this test, the four Great Elders would take turns to ask questions to the interviewer, and once the candidate could not answer a question, he would be eliminated immediately.

I'll just say that the reason why this one is progressing so quickly is due to the super high elimination rate. This harsh formation, it seems, is really more alarming than the two-sided meeting of the CEO and executives in our current world.

After thinking about it, our classmate Luo Quan had already taken a deep breath, folded his hands, put his hands together, and stepped into the middle of the hall with a step that was neither humble nor arrogant. Opposite him, there were four great elders sitting in a row, looking at them, without exception, they were, "a breath of fresh air in the chest, full of meridians hidden in the stomach", at first glance they were wise men who had experienced strong winds and waves.

Looking at this formation, in this scene, if Luo Quan can't come up with some of the dry goods he has saved, it is estimated that he will be hanging.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but show my appearance, turned into a stinky night owl, flew into the high wall silently with Sharon, and quietly stopped in the dark place of the dome of the main hall, silently hiding in the dead silence where a needle could be heard clearly, and quietly watched the face that decided Luo Quan's fate.

Come on, boy, it's finally time to verify the real talent and learning that I have been fortunate enough to save before! Tomb Hunter East White