The old man slowly descended the general's body with the monsoon, and saw the next couplet written by the monsoon. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Nun mud shoes, nun wash mud, mud fall ni return" The old man looked at the words written by the monsoon, revealing a majestic sword intent, and couldn't help but open his mouth and praise, "Good!" You've passed"

Ji Feng smiled, didn't say anything, just turned around and went upstairs, and as Ji Feng left, that sword qi was condensed but not dispersed, but how could Ji Feng's sword qi be trapped by this kind of silk.

Just before the monsoon left for a while, I saw that the silk in the old man's hand turned into ashes, and a gust of wind passed by, and it completely disappeared.

"What a domineering sword qi!" The old man said in surprise, looking at a scar on the palm of his hand, and sighed in his heart.

Monsoon didn't care much, but turned around and went upstairs, although Monsoon didn't do it deliberately, but his speed was still relatively fast, plus Monsoon himself, it was just a few dozen people free.

But among them, Monsoon noticed a man, a very familiar man.

"Hansu, is that you?" Ji Feng walked over and patted the man with the spirit sword behind him and said.

"Damn, it's really you," Han Su turned around and said in surprise when he saw Monsoon, "I thought I saw the wrong person?" I didn't expect it to be you, how did you get down the mountain? ”

Han Su didn't expect that the monsoon would go down the mountain, and with the ability of the monsoon to break into trouble, his master Yun Han was also relieved? That's, isn't it?

Han Su's heart kept flashing with countless thoughts, and his brain made up for Yun Lan and Yun Han's brain pumping, and his ability was a burst of helplessness, and he finally escaped the ravages of the monsoon and came out to have fun, but he didn't expect that he still didn't dodge.

Ji Feng listened to Han Su's words, and he was also very unhappy, and said, "What, I can't come out, is it only you who allow me to come out?"

Ji Feng looked at Han Su with a threatening face, Han Su saw that Ji Feng's smiling face slowly became bigger, and his heart was a little ominous, and he quickly said, "Of course not, I mean, Uncle Shi should have done this a long time ago, what's the point of staying in the mountains all the time?" It's still fun to come out and play, this is life."

Han Su quickly changed his tone and said duplicitously, but the effect was not bad, at least Ji Feng's face was still good, and Han Su couldn't help but relax in his heart.

"But why are you here? Can't you hold back your spring heart," Ji Feng said in a mocking tone, and couldn't stop squeezing his eyes.

Han Su is also very helpless, although it is not this mood, but no matter how he explains, he must not pay attention to the monsoon, in fact, Han Su's mission this time is to explore the purpose of the union between Confucianism and Baihua Valley, so he will participate in this, where did he think that he would encounter the monsoon, as soon as he thought of this, he felt helpless.

Before Han Su could say anything, he was pulled away by the monsoon and taken aside, and the one standing there was the one who was the one who blamed Feng Wuxi.

"Hehe, Han Su, let me introduce you, this is a friend I know, his name is Wind Without a Trace," Monsoon said to Han Su.

Although Han Su was suspicious of Ji Feng's character, he was still quite relieved about his means of knowing people, and raised his hand to salute and said, "Hello, under Han Su"

"There is no trace in the downwind," said the wind without a trace.

The two guys are not as jumpy as Monsoon, but they are also decent people, so they quickly became acquainted, and Monsoon is also quietly waiting for the next test question to appear.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and the number of people who arrived on the second floor gradually increased, but what was more disappointing was that obviously not all those couplets were correct, and there were only a few more than 200 people on the second floor.

And for this topic, everyone is also looking forward to it, I don't know how many people will be left this time?

Soon, another old man walked in, looked at the more than two hundred people below, and nodded in his heart, it seems that this time the candidate is not bad, there are so many, I know it in my heart.

The old man didn't say much, he was quick and direct, and with a wave of his right hand, it was similar to the scene on the first floor, but this time, only fifty silk horses fell in the air.

And in the middle, there are two words carved down, 'anagram'

Anagram is simple, in fact, it is also a very test of people's wisdom of the problem, short anagram, hidden countless essence, and these main tests are not only a person's knowledge, but also the ability to adapt and transform thinking, it can be seen that this Jixian Lou has good intentions.

Monsoon was not in a hurry, followed Han Su, looked at Han Su stopped under a satin, looked at the anagram above, and Ji Feng was silent.

The meaning behind 'refuge always suffers (seven strokes)" is that this character is a seven-stroke character, which is somewhat interesting? Ji Feng smiled without saying a word, watching Han Su's play.

This kind of question will not stump Han Su, and it is not expected by the monsoon, but after a cup of tea, Han Su's brows gradually dispersed, obviously he had an idea, raised his hand and took off this silk satin, wrote a 'estimate' word, and left.

Ji Feng looked at it, and knew in his heart, sure enough, it was the same as I thought, it was this word, and at this time, people began to walk into the third floor one after another.

Monsoon also knew that it was his own time to play, and he walked to a relatively rare place, looking at the anagram, this is a bit long.

'Where is there no fish in the water, no rocks in the mountains, no branches in the trees, no fathers in the sons, no husbands in the daughters, and no cities in the cities?' Monsoon looked at this puzzle and thought about it in his heart.

After a while, Monsoon picked up the puzzle, walked to the staircase, and handed it to the old man, but by this time, there were already six more words on it, 'Nam no Amitabha'.

The old man looked at the puzzle in his hand carefully, and was horrified, the original intention of this puzzle was not to be able to be answered, because this is not only a test of wisdom, but also the knowledge of Buddhism, which shows that this little guy is not small.

"Can you explain why the answer is this?" The old man asked, looking at Monsoon.

Ji Feng smiled and said, "There are no fish in the south water, no mountains and no stones, no father, no husband, no branches, and no city in the Buddha city."

"Okay, good, good, you passed" The old man looked at Monsoon and said with great satisfaction, and the few people behind looked at Monsoon and the old man, and they were also very shocked in their hearts, they didn't expect Monsoon's means to be so powerful.

Smoothly walked up to the third floor, but this time, there were only more than 20 people left, and among these more than 20 people, Feng Wuxian and Han Su were naturally there, but Ji Feng was a little puzzled, why were there two guys dressed as men, what were they doing here?