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However, no one was afraid, but instead rushed towards the three giants with a frenzied face.

There is a scholar, who thinks that his memory is not inferior to that of people, and goes straight towards the mechanism of the brute dragon, carefully identifying every part of the brute dragon's body.

Each part is not big, and it is just a square palm, and the lines that can come to the door are dense, just like the modern chips of later generations.

Shi Xiaoyan was in the middle of the three giants at the moment, neither advance nor retreat.

Feeling the three scorching glances on his body, Shi Xiaoyan knew that he was in a dilemma.

Three immortals, it's not good to choose anyone.

Forget it, test them one by one, Shi Xiaoyan nodded, when the time comes, see which sect he is more in line with, and choose which sect.

Of course, when he started, he was in the Memory Refining Sect's Trap Beast.

He chose a relatively large part, a claw pattern.

Although it is large, it still has a lot less texture than the small one.

It's just that the parts are large, giving people a complex illusion, and often make them abandon these parts and choose a small and precise part.

The eyes of the ghost are sharp, his eyes are fixed on everyone, and everyone's memories are in the bottom of his heart.

Naturally, Shi Xiaoyan's memory was also in his heart, and he couldn't help but nodded.

Geng kept staring at Shi Xiaoyan, who continued to walk towards Xuanli's stone monument.

Under the stele, there were almost no one left, because everyone had completed the test.

Everyone went up in one go up when they tested, and Xuan Li was worthy of being a great monk of the Dao, his eyes kept stopping, and the corresponding words of each person were clearly distinguished.

Under the stele, there are only two people at this moment.

Shi Xiaoyan, dressed in a platinum glazed robe, with a large string of Buddhist beads on his chest, a delicate face, and a compassionate face.

The other person was actually the young man he treated, but unfortunately his sister was taken to meditate and fast.

"Master," the boy said politely, "you please." ”

"No matter what the master's result is, if I attain immortal fate in the future, I will definitely repay it for life."

The young man is firm and extended, and he can't see the slightest fraud, maybe because he is not very old, he has never seen the sinister heart of people, and his eyes are clear and not the slightest bit dirty.

On his body, only his eyes are clean, and his body is full of filth left by the recent rush to find food.

People who value love and righteousness can see it, Shi Xiaoyan's intuition is very effective, and he knows that this young man is sincere.

"Well, I'm waiting for your reward," Shi Xiaoyan smiled slightly, "However, the weak donor can let go of the hatred in his heart, poor monk...... Enough to die. ”

"I'm sorry, master," the young man shut up, said no more, and silently rejected Shi Xiaoyan's persuasion.

Anyway, everything has its own cause and effect, Shi Xiaoyan shook his head and gently scratched his middle finger.

His Buddha power was already able to force out blood, but he didn't want to expose it, so he just cut it with the nail of his other hand.

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, especially the middle finger is the closest, and the blood of the heart is the blood of the middle finger.

"Hum," a drop of blood fell on the stone tablet, and the clouds were light and the wind was light.

"Buzz!"

The stele lit up slightly, and the first line of words was about to flicker, but it seemed to be overwhelmed, and finally retreated.

That drop of blood, naturally, fell to the ground.

"It's a pity," Xuan Li regretted, knowing that Shi Xiaoyan had no chance with him.

Shi Xiaoyan was also shaking his head, fully realizing that the gaze of Sanqing Young Geng on him eased slightly.

No one knew, not even Shi Xiaoyan, that the blood he dripped actually made the dead flowers and plants trampled under the stone monument regain a wisp of vitality, and the buds sprouted in the ground.

Great compassion, a vision that only a person of great merit has, actually appeared in a person of great merit, and when he said it, the gods and Buddhas would not necessarily believe it.

Shi Xiaoyan didn't look over, and then went to the ghost detention agency, under the brute dragon, to observe the lines carefully.

In his memory, he was not good when he was a child, if he hadn't eaten a sea coral, maybe he wouldn't even be able to compare with ordinary people.

According to later scientists, that is, everyone's brain develops differently, some people have good language talents, some people have good memory talents, some people have good logical ability, or they have good imagination, and so on.

Shi Xiaoyan didn't know which aspect of himself was a strength, but he knew that he must be a weakness in his memory.

When I went to the stele test earlier, I had already memorized it for so long, and if I started to memorize it now, I should be able to remember it in another hour.

With a small abacus in his heart, Shi Xiaoyan memorized it seriously for half an hour.

He had already memorized two-thirds of the lines, and he believed that he would be able to remember them for another half an hour.

"Little friend, it's time."

However, while he was remembering, he was flashed by the sudden words, and turned his head with a wooden head.

If memory serves, this is the voice of the ghost.

"Little friend, it's been an hour since you first started remembering."

The ghost detainees personally came to comfort Shi Xiaoyan, which made the latter extremely embarrassed.

"That, I haven't remembered it yet," Shi Xiaoyan shook his head with a wry smile, while secretly hating his memory for being too poor.

"Xiaoyou, I'm too humble," the ghost detained looked at Shi Xiaoyan's expression and didn't want to be a writer, and he was a little stunned in his heart.

The people they all fancy in the eight sects are not qualified?

"It's okay, you come to me and try it." Geng opened his mouth, he was the boss, so naturally he couldn't weaken his manners, and now he didn't open his mouth until he saw that Shi Xiaoyan was cornered.

I've been paying attention to you for a long time, Geng dropped the statue, and from the time you saved the first person, we all saw it.

"You have a good heart, we are all optimistic about you."

"Come on, as long as you can touch any of the acupuncture points of the statue behind me, you can enter my door and learn the method of forging the body."

There was an uproar at the scene, and no one noticed that the three sects actually treated Shi Xiaoyan so favorably.

"Okay, then I'll try," Shi Xiaoyan nodded, although he didn't really fancy entering these sects to cultivate.

This acupuncture point attracts all kinds of substances from heaven and earth, and does not spit out.

There are more than 40 acupuncture points densely packed on people's feet, but here they are different, and the acupuncture points are 400 to say the least.

The acupuncture points have suction, and Shi Xiaoyan feels that it should not be difficult to touch.

But when it was time to do it, I realized that it was magical.

Once life touches the acupuncture point, there will be a repulsive force like a magnet repulsion, making it difficult for people to approach.

"This is the cultivation process of forging the body, it is difficult to approach, and then it is difficult to open one acupoint after another, so as to develop the potential in the body, and gradually restore our ancient bloodline!"

Geng explained in detail on the side.

"However, some people's acupuncture points are strong and difficult to open due to low talent, and some people's acupuncture points are very weak and can be easily washed away, which is the so-called genius."

"I see," Shi Xiaoyan actually had the strength to speak, and his hand lightly touched the surface of the acupoint.

In the end, he still used the power of Buddha.

Although it is not much, it is just a little bit, and no one notices it under the cover of merit.