The patriarch looked at the statue of the god of fire on the stone wall and rubbed the ring: "The time for the stone wall test is coming, and I don't know if it will be able to continue to be used." Summoning the order, advance this year's temple guard alternate selection, and convene a meeting of all the nominal elders, our floating island ......"

The high priest looked at Ning Ran and Uncle Ai who jumped down the mountain behind him.

"I'm afraid it's going to change. ”

The head of the temple guard had a question mark on his face, and he couldn't understand a word about the topic that the patriarch and the high priest were talking about, as if they were speaking a foreign language in the language of the human race. This is also the reason why the patriarch never discusses it with him, and it is difficult to understand it if he can mix with Ello, a big old man.

The patriarch was half excited, half sad. Excitedly, half of the puzzles left by countless years have been solved in his hands, and all of them are about to witness a new history. But the sad thing is that no one knows what will happen after it is unraveled.

They discussed the final solution. First of all, half of the cultivation resources in each district's inventory will be distributed, and excellent teachers will be sent to each district to help the younger generation cultivate, so that actual combat will be put on the agenda; second, the selection schedule of the temple avant-garde will be pushed forward, and the selection examination will be more stringent, and the original quota will be doubled; finally, the existing temple guards will be trained in hellish actual combat, and new intelligence agencies will be established in each district, and a large number of district guards will be recruited from the monks who have participated in the selection in the past to control the security of each district.

Ning Ran was drinking medicine to recuperate, and when he caught a glimpse of Uncle Ai's expression as uncomfortable as having eaten bitter gall and sour lotus seeds, his heart was like a cat scratching, and he hurriedly stretched his neck to look over, but was beaten up by Uncle Ai.

After spending an afternoon arranging the housekeeping of the medical hall, Uncle Ai carried Ning Ran to the quiet medicinal herb warehouse with a serious face: "Listen, within ten days, I want you to soak in the library and choose the methods I listed to study." If you can't take the palace guard this time, you kid will never see me again. ”

Ning Ran's eyes narrowed and her head tilted, what are you talking about?

In the evening, Ning Ran was sandwiched by this big old man and sent to the door of the huge archive. Sending away Uncle Ai, who had a black face, Ning Ran took out the list he had made, wanting to cry without tears, and said that he had a happy childhood? Ning Ran simply thought about relaxing himself and looking for interesting books to read. Anyway, tomorrow is also learning, and the day after tomorrow is also learning.

Uncle Ai broke in again, he found Ning Ran, who was pretending to look for information, and told him with relief that he had found an excellent sparring partner for Ning Ran. Three days later, they competed in the famous training dojo in the southern district.

There are a lot of books and notes in the museum, and in addition to the secret methods of individual families, all kinds of methods on the island can basically be found here. Not everyone can embark on the path of cultivation with this, they still have to rely on resources and hard work, if they don't have both, then just become a chef or do gardening.

Ning Ran thought in his heart, Leng Buding caught a glimpse of a book called "Three Hundred and Sixty-five Home Cooking" stuffed under a certain bookshelf, his eyes lit up, and he ran over in three steps and two steps. I found a seat casually, and Ning Ran held the book and read it with relish.

Kui Yuan passed by this area and recognized Ning Ran at a glance. The red-haired boy was fascinated by the book, and kept nodding and swallowing his saliva, Kui Yuan's curiosity was aroused, and he quietly approached Ning Ran to find out. Because there are stick figures outlining the dishes in the recipes, and even colorful pictures, Ning Ran made up these delicious foods in his brain, and he was relaxed and happy.

Kui Yuan shook his head with disdain. Mu Ge asked again and again, and Kui Yuan squeezed out two words: recipes.

"Don't talk about the recipes, I think he's a bit outrageous. Mu Ge thought that this kid wanted to become stronger and defeat him, so he came to the library to study, and now he is completely dead to this heart.

Three days later, Ning Ran had memorized all the cooking methods of the three hundred and sixty-five dishes, and he returned the book with satisfaction, thinking that he would find other recipes to refer to in two days. Out of the door of the museum, the sky was already glowing, Ning Ran stretched his waist, sighing the passage of time.

He didn't know that Uncle Ai was already standing behind him with his teeth gritted.

Ning Ran returned to the museum with his ears that were about to be screwed off, and Uncle Ai scolded him for reading the books for another day, and secretly sent someone to supervise it. Although there were not many people early in the morning, it was a bit embarrassing to be pinched by his ears in public, and he aggrievedly found half of the books and materials on the list, returned to his previous seat, and still lay down and flipped through it lazily.

Kui Yuan and the others each returned the books, yawned and walked down from the area above, he caught a glimpse of Ning Ran lying on the table, so he took the first step over and patted Ning Ran's shoulder. Kui Yuan approached Ning Ran's faintly aching ear and said, "Chef God, come on." When the time comes, the brothers will celebrate when they win the selection, and they will have to try your craft. ”

The next few followed suit, and everyone laughed and left.

If I can become the dark horse of the palace avant-garde exam, I will definitely be angry with you! He remembered himself who had fought against them in his heart when he couldn't move on the hospital bed, and after thinking for a while, he sat up straight and began to carefully flip through the materials in front of him.

When Uncle Ai heard that Ning Ran was asleep, he came to the museum angrily and prepared to take him out of his dream and teach him a lesson. The patrol guard of the museum saw it in his eyes, and dodged in front of Ning Ran: "I've seen Master Ai." It turned out that Ning Ran stayed up for a whole day and read all the books of Xiaoshan Gao carefully. Uncle Ai faced Ning Ran, who was asleep, and he put down his hand at a loss, feeling a little relieved and a little distressed.

But to absorb the knowledge from books, you have to rely on hands-on practice. Uncle Ai didn't dare to relax his training on Ning Ran, he left Ning Ran some time to sleep and eat, and flew to the training dojo in the southern district with Ning Ran, threw him at the door and walked away.

Although the training dojo in the southern district is not the largest in the three wards, it is still very magnificent and has a large number of people. After all, it is close to the temple and the museum, and it has a unique geographical location.

The young monk arranged by Uncle Ai is named Wu Yan, and he is also a well-known sparring partner in this training dojo. Hearing that the famous Pharmacist Elo arranged for him to practice with a certain former genius monk, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered, and secretly spread gossip, wanting to be in the limelight.

Uncle Ai didn't say a word about this genius monk. At the agreed time, Wu Yan stood firmly on the stage with an excited heart, waiting for the genius to appear. The viewing area under the stage was full of people inside and out, all wanting to see the so-called battle of geniuses. With such a bustle, Kui Yuan and Mu Ge naturally would not let it go, they booked their seats in the front row early, wanting to learn combat experience in the battle.

Ning Ran slowly walked to the competition stage, according to Uncle Ai's arrangement, it should be to fight against the adult sparring partner in front of him, he walked to the other party at a loss, and glanced at the enthusiastic audience under the stage.

Why did Uncle Ai still do this, if he lost the game here, wouldn't he be embarrassed and thrown home. Wu Yan looked at Ning Ran in surprise, and Ning Ran also pretended to look at him in surprise, and the two of them and the audience were instantly silent and silent. The former genius who was beaten up some time ago is Ning Ran, and they can basically recognize it.

Mu Ge stood up, intending to leave the arena directly, but Kui Yuan pulled him to sit down with a wicked smile.

"You don't want to watch a good show?"

"What's so nice about waste, if you don't practice stir-frying, it's embarrassing here. ”

"Don't say that, although this Wu Yan is an ordinary sparring partner, it is not in the eyes of your Mu Gongzi. But don't forget, that red-haired boy almost knocked me flying. Kui Yuan danced and gestured, trying to leave Mu Ge to watch the play together.

Mu Ge snorted coldly and sat back down. He wanted to see if this so-called genius of the past could defeat that mediocre Wu Yan. If even he can't win, if you see Ning Ran once in the future, you will beat him once.

No matter what others say, the opponent is also a former genius, and today's martial arts competition is bound to win, he wants to use Ning Ran as a stepping stone to raise his level to another level!

Uncle Ai looked at Ning Ran's voice from afar, cheering him on in his heart. Today is Ning Ran's first game after his amnesia, and he must win this martial arts to increase his self-confidence. However, Uncle Ai made up his mind again, if Wu Yan hit Ning Ran's confidence, he would not have good fruit to eat.

"Let's get started, genius. Wu Yan looked at the child in front of him playfully, and didn't take him to heart at all.

"You seem to have a lot of confidence. Ning Ran knew the rules of language provocation before the game, he rolled up his cuffs and used his cheap hook fingers. "Let the horses come. Mu Ge in the audience wanted to rush forward after hearing this, he wanted to help Wu Yan beat that kid, it was really cheap.

Obviously looks weak, but he is so unscrupulous. Wu Yan had his own dignity as an adult cultivator, and after a nameless anger welled up in his heart, he slammed on the ground and slashed towards him, the flames wrapped around his fist and swung towards Ning Ran.

He wants to take down Ning Ran in three rounds and get his promotion.