"This senior brother, I know that this may not be in accordance with the rules, after all, I still have a few days to enter the sect, but I am usually very obsessed with the art of talisman making, is there such an opportunity, please make it convenient for senior brother."

The monk pursed his lips, and his nasolabial folds became deeper.

When Nangong Xiao felt that things were going to be yellow.

The monk of the nasolabial folds spoke: "Since you are a junior disciple who is about to get started, as a senior brother, you naturally have to open a way, but I want to ask a question to test it." ”

"What's the problem, senior brother, may I ask."

"Since you have passed the sect's test, you should have received a jade waist card. What color is your waist card? ”

Nangong Xiao's heart moved slightly, and he said quietly: "Senior brother, don't let me say this." ”

But the monk said, "Isn't it enough to spread the word about this kind of thing, and there can be a third person who listens to it?" ”

Nangong Xiao nodded.

Soon the nasolabial monk received a satisfactory answer.

Yellow jade plaque.

Nangong Xiao thanked him and entered the gate, and glanced at the monk silently out of the corner of his eye, just asked and let people in, just believing in himself?

He just tentatively said a fake color, but he didn't expect to be able to really pass the test, is it really lucky?

However, he was quickly drawn to a test that was going on inside.

He was familiar with the test questions.

Please draw seven water shield talismans on ten blank runes for half an hour, and those who pass will move on to the next test.

There are also a group of onlookers outside the venue, judging from the clothes and clothing, they are all wealthy, and some of their clothes exude a faint charm, which should be a magic robe.

Nangong Xiao estimated that these might be people from the Xiuzhen family, who came to watch the test of their nephews and nephews, and general casual cultivation was not allowed to come in.

He didn't plan to rely on the past, but silently ran Qiu Lihua's Tibetan Practice, tried his best to restrain his breath, and quietly observed the situation in the field.

It looks like the talisman test has been going on for quite some time.

A beautiful girl in white had already written seven talismans, and was writing the eighth one in a hurry.

A male cultivator diagonally behind her sat in place with straight eyes.

The talisman paper on his desk had been exhausted, but it was only five, and he was properly eliminated.

And a little fat man next to him was hesitantly biting the pen.

He still had to draw a talisman to qualify, but he only had two blank runes on hand.

Nangong Xiao secretly compared himself with them, and found that he was at least the best among them in terms of water shrouds.

He looked sideways at the criteria posted on the wall.

There are three rounds of testing, and each round of testing has a passing line.

Each talisman that exceeds the passing line counts as one point.

In the end, those who pass the three rounds of testing will be ranked according to their points.

The top three are inner disciples, and the rest are outer disciples, and they all need to enter the Yunfu Mountain vein in the future.

It's really strict.

Nangong Xiao rubbed his chin, these regulations have the feeling of the previous national college entrance examination, the number of places in one is limited, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be squeezed into the second.

Sure enough, the exams in every world are very competitive.

Nangong Xiao turned his attention back to the field, the hour was almost up, and most of the monks had already put down the talisman pen in their hands, waiting for the bell to end.

Many of them had expressions similar to those of the male cultivator with glazed eyes.

The little fat man was beyond Nangong Xiao's expectations, and in the end, both of them were successful, not only qualified, but also got points.

And the white-clothed nun was successful in all ten talismans.

Let him feel that there is a genius everywhere, and this kind of success rate is really willing to bow down.

As a disciple of the Purple Void Sect rang the chime bell, this talisman test was over.

At a glance, about sixty percent of the more than 100 monks in the field were unqualified, and they had to be screened according to this elimination rate, and after three rounds, the number of disciples who could pass the test and become disciples of the Purple Void Sect would not exceed the number of two palms.

At this time, the crowd of onlookers also began to speak out to discuss the test just now, and congratulated the monks who had passed.

Nangong Xiao was about to go out while no one was looking, but the words that came with the wind caught his attention.

"Brother Runqing, congratulations, the niece and nephew are all successful, it seems that there is another genius in the Nangong family this year."

Nangong family?

He looked casually, and a handsome middle-aged man with beautiful hair was being complimented by everyone.

At this time, the girl in white that I had seen earlier also came to the beautiful man's side.

Is this the Nangong Xiuzhen family? It's really good-looking.

He rubbed his chin and savored to himself.

At this time, Nangong Runqing's voice also came.

"Brother Hu doesn't need to praise her like this, isn't there a nephew who has also drawn eight talismans. There must also be a share of his inner disciple quota. ”

The monk known as Brother Hu patted the shoulder of the little fat man next to him, and said with a smile on his face: "Compared to the niece of Pi'er, he is still far behind. ”

At this time, a cold snort came, and a monk with a goatee walked past Nangong Xiao with a blue face, and walked out of the courtyard gate, followed by a young man with a drooping head.

"That's the third son of the Fan family?" Nangong Runqing asked the monk surnamed Hu.

"Yes," said the monk with a nod, "it is true, it seems to be his uncle who goes first." The people of the Yun family. ”

"It seems that this time there are four descendants of the Fan family, and only one girl is more outstanding. It's really inconsistent with the identity of the Fan family's five foundations......"

Nangong Xiao didn't listen any further, and walked out of the courtyard gate with his feet raised.

It seems that the family is really not a harmonious group, and there are also world friends and competition between each other.

The Nangong family was surrounded by an endless stream of congratulatory voices, and there were many allies, and the deep heritage of the old family was undoubtedly revealed.

The descendants of the Fan family are a little unlucky, and I don't know if they can maintain the current momentum of the family's rise.

Thinking of the thoughtful Fan Mengyao, Nangong Xiao If the descendants of the Fan family really want to be as useless as those families say, then the little girl may really be able to stir up a storm in the Fan family.

After lunch, he didn't know where to go in the afternoon.

The alchemy refiner test stipulates that non-participants are prohibited from entering. There are no exceptions among the six factions.

The formation test, the number of applicants is too small, and it will be held in three days.

The Beast Control Test is unique to the Beast Control Sect, and it is also open to all visitors.

As for other cultivation techniques, there is no such thing at all.

Nangong Xiao actually wanted to see the puppet.

The corpses of those small animals left by Qiannian Ancestor learned that they were puppets after referring to the jade slip.

After refining according to the formula, he felt that the magic and ingenuity in them were not as ordinary as they seemed on the surface.

and the plush toys sold by Qi Ergongzi are completely two concepts.

There are three puppets left by Qiannian Ancestor, a lizard, a cockroach, and a swallow.

But their refining techniques were so delicate that at first Nangong Xiao thought that Qiannian Old Ancestor had a habit of putting corpses into his inheritance.

But under the repeated detection of his divine sense, he could be sure that these limbs, wings, and even feathers and tentacles were all smelted from unknown materials, and their strength was by no means as delicate as they seemed.

After Nangong Xiao cultivated them according to the formula, he put a low-grade spirit stone into it according to the guidance of Yu Jian, and then tried to control it with his divine sense.

The puppets seemed to come to life, and began to move somewhat awkwardly under his will.

At the same time, if he wants, he can also observe the outside world through the puppet's binocular perspective.

It was a rich and wonderful feeling.

He enters the interior of the wall through the crack of the wall through the perspective of a cockroach, and observes the microcosm that ordinary people cannot touch.

The rat woman weaves back and forth through the pitch-black walls. Ants crawl past in swarms, occasionally being snatched by a frog hiding on the side.

And the experience with the swallow is even more exciting.

Gliding freely in the air, the perspective constantly shifts between heaven and earth, and occasionally inadvertently turns back, using his beak to catch a mosquito that has no time to dodge.

Of course, this is the result of Nangong Xiao's unremitting training for more than ten days.

He clearly remembered that he flapped his wings from the perspective of a swallow and prepared to land on the ground, but he underestimated the speed of the swallow's downward lunge, and as a result, he fell to the ground at a bad angle, and rolled and jumped for a long distance with great elasticity, until he hit the wall of the small courtyard before stopping, and its bad degree was enough to leave a place on the world's air crash list if it was replaced by a passenger plane.

Nangong Xiao himself was not comfortable, although he did not feel the pain of the swallow falling to the ground, but thanks to the benefit of visual sharing, the rapid change of perspective on the way of the swallow's tumbling was like a dry washing machine, making him feel that the sky was turning, the earth was turning, and his stomach was also spinning for the next day.

The lizard golem is the one with the best concealment effect. It blends in completely with its surroundings. Even if Nangong Xiao opened the spiritual vision technique and divine sense, he would not be able to detect it.

And this lizard puppet has venom in its mouth. He couldn't estimate the specific toxicity, but just after testing the volatilization of a mouthful of venom, the surrounding plants and trees completely died.

He believed that if he was sprayed, the detoxification pill in his hand would just be an ornament and would not play the slightest role. It's a pity that this venom can only be sprayed three more times.

There was no corresponding formula in the jade slip given by Qiannian Ancestor to mix the new venom, which made Nangong Xiao feel very sorry.

It took a lot of effort, and after he had seen the test locations of the six arts of cultivation, he came to the competition trial ground of the Purple Void Sect again, and happened to see the arrogant Fang Qian admitting defeat on the stage.

Nangong Xiao was quite curious and asked a young monk next to him.

"This fellow Daoist, do you know who is fighting with Fang Qian? Why didn't the fight start yet, Fang Qian admitted defeat. ”

The young monk was cheering for Fang Qian, and was very unhappy when he was interrupted by Nangong Xiao.

But after noticing that the other party's cultivation was a little higher than his own, he immediately explained with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, that's Feng Changqing, he has won ten games, and he hasn't seen him go all out. Originally, I thought that Fang Qian's strength was good, and he might be able to make Feng Changqing take it seriously. Who knew that this guy would directly admit defeat, it's really boring. In this way, Feng Changqing can win one more game and enter the finals in advance. ”

"Really? Isn't there no hope for that Fang Qian? ”