As soon as Xiao Chen turned around, he put the piece of paper on top of the jade.

"Hmph, this guy, does he have a hole in his brain? He even thinks he can pass the test when he writes a word? He shouldn't think that he is a holy hand of calligraphy, right? But even if he is a calligrapher, he doesn't dare to say a word, it has such value!" Qi Wenxing was still sneering.

And the Nine Emperors also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he still overestimated Xiao Chen.

Just when everyone was shaking their heads and sighing......

Airplanes!

On the top of the treasure jade, there was a sudden spiritual light.

"Huh, what's going on?"

Someone exclaimed.

When I turned my head to look, I saw that on the jade bib, the spiritual light soared into the sky.

One, two, three......

Everyone counted them one by one, but found that there were as many as eighteen.

"Impossible!"

I don't know how many people shouted these three words at the same time.

Eighteen rays of light?

You must know that even if Ke Wuji's ground-level high-grade exercises, there are only twelve spiritual lights.

But Xiao Chen wrote just one word, and there were eighteen spiritual lights?

Could it be that his word is more precious than the high-grade exercises on the ground level?

Can......

How is this possible?

"Something went wrong! It must be something wrong with Jianbao Baobi! Mo Shouzao, this round of competition can't be counted!" Qi Wenxing was the first to shout.

Although the others did not speak, they all nodded secretly.

No one believed that Xiao Chen's results were real.

At this time, Mo Shouzuo came to Jianbao Baobi's front with a dignified face, and after carefully inspecting it, he said, "There is no problem with Jianbaobaobi!"

"What? No problem? How is that possible?"

None of them believed it.

Mo Shouzuo said coldly: "This Jianbao Baobi, although it only has the ability to identify, it is a real eighth-order thing, you say that there is something wrong with this thing, is it possible that you are an eighth-order refiner?"

Eighth-Order Refiner?

The crowd was dumbfounded by the question.

At this moment, Mo Shouzuo turned his head, glanced at Xiao Chen solemnly, and said, "Master Xiao, this word...... Can I take a look?"

Xiao Chen nodded and said, "Feel free." ”

Mo Shouza took a deep breath and picked up the piece of paper.

Swish!

In an instant, everyone's eyes converged, hoping to see something from it.

After all, a word whose value far exceeds that of the Upper Rank Exercises, this is too unusual.

However, when Mo Shouzuo just picked up the piece of paper, the words on the paper sneered, turned into Dao ink, rose up, floated in the air, and disappeared in an instant.

"What? Mo Shouza, what are you doing here?"

"That's right, I haven't understood it yet, why did you ruin it?"

The crowd complained.

Mo Shouzuo also said with a black line: "I...... No, it has nothing to do with me, I didn't do anything......"

However, everyone looked indignant, obviously not convinced.

They all felt that Mo Shouzuo wanted to monopolize this word and deliberately destroyed it.

But at this moment, behind Ke Wuji, an old man wrapped in a black robe suddenly said slowly in a hoarse voice: "This word was not destroyed by Mo Shouzao. ”

"Hmm, what do you know?" Ke Wuji immediately turned his head and asked when he heard this person speak.

Ke Wuji was arrogant, and he looked like he was above the top when he saw anyone, but when he talked to this old man, his attitude was surprisingly respectful.

"I guessed some! In this world, there is a kind of writing that is not tolerated by the rules of heaven and earth, and can only exist between heaven and earth by relying on very special methods! Otherwise, as long as it is written, it will soon be swallowed up by the rules of heaven and earth!" the old man continued.

"What? In this world, there are such mysterious words?"

"Are you kidding?"

Everyone was puzzled.

After Mo Shouzao heard the sound, he suddenly shook his whole body and said, "Could it be the ancient character of Futu?"

The black-robed man, through the gap in the brim of his hat, glanced at Mo Shouzuo and said, "You still have some knowledge!"

Mo Shouzao suddenly said with a solemn face: "Who is Your Excellency?"

The aura of this black-robed man was extremely powerful, making a certain leader feel a great threat.

"I'm just a subordinate of the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce. The old man said nonchalantly.

A subordinate of the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce, can he have such cultivation and knowledge?

The devil believes!

"What is so special about this Futu ancient character, and why is the value of a word so high?" Ke Wuji asked as he looked at the black-robed man with a puzzled expression.

The black-robed man immediately said slowly: "It is rumored that in the primeval era, there was a super terrifying race in the world, called the Futu Clan! Their civilization is much more brilliant than the current human race! The strong among them are even more terrifying, and they can even interfere with the operation of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Interfering with the operation of the Heavenly Dao?"

When everyone heard this, they gasped again.

What kind of powerful character is this, and only then will it have?

I heard the black-robed man continue: "And the writing of the Futu clan is also very different from the writing of the human race! The amount of information in one of their words is unimaginable to us! For example, in a heaven-level exercise, the writing of the human race may use tens of thousands, or even millions of words! But the writing of the Futu clan, probably one word is enough. ”

"In other words, Futu ancient characters, take out any of them, and they all have an extremely large amount of information in them!"

Someone next to him muttered, "Is that the case? That word just now, could it be that there is a technique hidden in it?"

The black-robed man smiled and said, "Of course there is this possibility! But in the world, there are very few people who can decipher the ancient characters of Futu! Those who can write, at least in my life, will not know more than one hand! Now, there is one more!"

Speaking of this, the black-robed man suddenly turned his head, looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Young man, where did you get this Futu ancient character? In addition to this character, how many words do you know?"

Swish!

For a while, everyone looked at Xiao Chen, wanting to learn some secrets from him.

However, Xiao Chen said indifferently: "What's your business?"

"Huh?" A cold glint flashed in the black-robed man's eyes.

But at this moment, Ke Wuji stepped in the way between the two of them, and said with a smile: "No wonder my earth-level exercises can't impress Lord Xiao, it turns out that you have such a background! It's me Ke Wuji's little family! But the more this is the case, the more interested I am in you! My previous proposal, please consider it carefully!"

Xiao Chen waved his hand and said, "There's no need to think about it, but remember to tell your subordinates to know some rules, if you want to do anything crooked about me, let's see how many lives you have first!"

The corners of Ke Wuji's mouth twitched, and he nodded, "Okay, I will!"

At this time, Xiao Chen looked at Mo Shouzuo and said, "Mo Shouzao, my Wanbaolou's results are effective, right?"

(End of chapter)