CHAPTER XX, No. 120
"Oh, eldest sister, did you take the wrong medicine? Or do you want men to go crazy?
Long Zhan held his head and shouted in annoyance.
In my heart, of course, I knew that this must be Murong Xue's seven-grade medicine king's aunt Murong Qing.
It's just that the way this hot aunt meets is also a little unique?
"I think you're big, you bastard, why don't you wait for the auditions to be over!"
Murong Qing stopped, but he was still riding on Long Zhan's body, and his hot eyes looked at him directly.
"Isn't the selection starting tomorrow?"
Long Zhan was quite unconvinced.
"You know a!"
As soon as Murong Qing stretched out his hand, he slapped Long Zhan's head again: "The first three days of the primary selection are training time, and others are eager to use these three days as ten days, you are still here with a dead duck with a hard mouth;
"Eldest sister, don't worry, I'm extremely smart, and I will definitely come from behind. β
His expression was unusually relaxed, but his heart was nervous.
I understood why Murong Qing was annoyed.
But I don't want to.
Who would have thought that he would meet Xiao Yi in Lingxiao City?
Who would have thought that he would be hunted down by Yun Ling?
Who would have thought that they would be trapped in that damn valley?
Who would have thought that it would be ...... with Yun Ling
In an instant, Yun Ling's ghostly and sad eyes appeared in Long Zhan's mind, making his heart ache suddenly.
"Clever, smart you won't be late, do you know how hard it is to get a selection spot? β
"Okay, big sister, can't I be wrong? Can you get up first? How does it feel to ride on me? Isn't it cool?"
"What eldest sister, call aunt!"
Murong Qing's face turned red and she quickly stood up.
Obviously, from the letter that Long Zhan brought, she already knew that Long Zhan was Murong Xue's fiancΓ©.
"What aunt, you look so good, like a little sister, how can your aunt call it?"
Long Zhan stood up from the ground, his signature smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Count your kid with a sweet mouth, let you go first, if you can't pass the selection, see how I clean you up, come with me. β
Murong Qing pulled Long Zhan's sleeve and walked into the door.
The architectural pattern of Danfa Hall is unusually peculiar, and the courtyards are progressive.
The hierarchy is very strict, and low-level people are never allowed to enter high-level courtyards.
Unless, your strength reaches the strength of the Six-Rank Medicine Venerable, or the strength of the Six-Rank Instrument Venerable, and you become a core member of the Danfa Hall, then you are qualified to go anywhere.
The selection courtyard is the courtyard closest to the gate of Danfa Hall, and any member who comes to participate in the selection, once entered, until the end of the selection, can not step out of the courtyard for half a step.
Similarly, except for the teachers of the assessment member group, any other members of the Danfa Hall are also not allowed to enter.
In addition, those who come to participate in the selection can only enter the Danfa Hall three days before the primary selection, and not one minute earlier.
In the past, those who came to the selection often waited outside the Danfa Hall early, and when the time came, they rushed in.
It seems that even if you enter a minute earlier than others, you have an extra minute advantage.
Late like Dragon War, for hundreds of years, is still the first one.
"Bring me the recommendation scroll!"
Walking to the gate of the selection courtyard, Murong Qing stopped.
The selection is a very strict process, even as a core member of the Danfa Hall, as a seven-rank medicine king, she is not allowed to enter.
Long Zhan immediately took out a quaint sheepskin scroll and handed it to the receptionist who was guarding the door of the selection courtyard.
"Murong Qing, is this the person you sent by the Blood Demon Banner? Is it really unprecedented and unprecedented, and he is only here now? I think he is either a genius or an idiot!"
The little old man who spoke took the scroll and opened it, a light flashed, and a simple round blue seal floated up, staying in the air for three or four seconds, slowly shattering and dissipating.
The logo of Danfa Hall has set up a unique seal of Danfa Hall, which cannot be counterfeited by outsiders.
"It's just an accident, something went wrong on the road!"
Murong Qing's embarrassed face turned red.
"You come with me. β
The little old man took the scroll and walked slowly inside.
Looking at Long Zhan entering the courtyard, Murong Qing let out a long sigh.
It seems that eighty percent of the selection places that I have worked so hard to win are going to be abolished............
"From this moment on, you have no name, you have no identity, you are nothing, your number is 120, you are 120, change your clothes immediately, come out in five minutes, I will be waiting for you at the door!"
"Bump!"
The little old man threw a suit of clothes on the bed, turned and walked out of the room.
There are eighteen wing rooms in the courtyard, one hall and two side halls.
There are ten beds in the room I am in now.
I was the last to come, and my number was 120,.
In other words, a total of 120 people participated in the selection this year.
According to the calculation of wings and beds, the selection quota issued by Danfa Hall each year does not exceed 150.
When Long Zhan got dressed and walked out of the room, this information had been clearly stored in his mind.
Dressed in white, with three red numbers of 120 on his chest, he is unusually eye-catching.
"Damn, am I here to try, or am I here to put out the fire?120"
Long Zhan silently followed behind the little old man and walked to the hall in the selection courtyard.
"The last student to participate in the autumn year of Cangyue Liyun, number 120, has come to report!"
Stopping in front of the door of the hall, the little old man shouted, showed a rare smile, patted Long Zhan on the shoulder, and turned to leave.
"120, come in!"
A deep, powerful man's voice came from the hall.
The furnishings in the hall are a bit like the private schools of the past, a large podium, and all the young people in white clothes sit below.
Numbering, from 001 to 119.
On the podium, a man and a woman were seated.
Age, about forty.
The man's figure is very tall, his face is unusually white, and he feels like a scholar, wearing a black suit.
The woman is relatively short, even a little chubby, and her appearance is mediocre, but she is very kind, which makes people feel very intimate, and like Murong Qing, she is dressed in red.
One black, one red, in a piece of white, it looks unusually prominent.
Long Zhan had just walked into the hall when a stick flew from the hand of the man in black and hit the top of Long Zhan's head.
As soon as his head shrank to one side, Long Zhan immediately dodged.
The illusion technique of the exquisite phantom step will never dare to use it.
In this new and unknown place, there are some things that cannot be exposed prematurely.
However, something happened to Long Zhan's surprise, and the flying stick seemed to be spiritual, chasing Long Zhan's head and flying down.
"Smack, smack, smack!"
There was three knocks on his head, then a spin and flew back into the hands of the man in black.
"120, you're really good, you broke the unprecedented record of Danfa Hall as soon as you came, and you don't get to your seat yet!"
"Damn, it's like this, is it my cow or your cow?"
Long Zhan muttered to himself and walked over quickly.
Only one table below was empty, and you didn't have to ask to know it was your own.
The people who came to run for election were all about the same age, basically between 16, 7 and 223.
The number of men and women is about the same.
But don't underestimate these people, their backgrounds are not simple.
What made Long Zhan strange was that from the time he came in to the time he sat in the seat, no one looked up, even if they looked at him.
On everyone's desk, there were several volumes.
All of them are reading intently and consistently.
"Damn, you don't have to be serious to that extent, do you?"
Long Zhan secretly said goodbye.
"All the answers to the primary selection are on these volumes, no one is allowed to take the volumes out of the hall, violators, immediately eliminated, there are still three hours, the training time is over, please hurry up. β
The woman in red looked at Long Zhan intentionally or unintentionally, as if she was intentionally reminding him.
"Damn!"
Long Zhan smiled bitterly.
No wonder these people, who don't even glance at themselves, are seizing all the time to memorize the contents of the volume.
For three days, the volume could not be taken out of the hall, and it was indeed not an easy task to memorize the contents of four or five volumes.
However, after listening to the fat teacher's words, Long Zhan's heart relaxed, and he even secretly had fun.
Who is he Dragon Fight?
A super agent in a past life.
Memory is his forte.
"Your mom, is there a mistake?"
Turning over these volumes, Long Zhan almost scolded his mother in his heart.
At first, I thought that these volumes were all about pharmacists and alchemists.
That's not the case at all.
Miscellaneous, all sorts of messes.
There is content about apothecaries and alchemists, but there is more of a mess of other things.
Even coldly, a few pictures of the Spring Palace popped up.
However, it is not a complete picture of the Spring Palace, and all the places that should be blocked have been erased.
What's more, many sentences don't make sense, and the chicken mentioned here immediately jumps on the duck.
It's basically chicken-to-duck.
Confusing the public, testing your analytical skills, your concentration!
At the same time, increase the difficulty of your memory.
Long Zhan immediately deduced a conclusion.
Without thinking about anything else, and without having time to make a classification choice, Long Zhan took out the Quick Forced Memory Method and quickly memorized every page of the volume.
"Time is over, put down the volume, and leave!"
With a shout from the middle-aged man in black, Long Zhan also closed the last page of the last volume.
"Brother, where are you from?"
"Big brother, don't make a mess of it, I can't let you mess with it, don't let you mess with it......"
β..................β
Those people in the same room were bored, one by one, they all nested in the side room and meditated, strengthened their memory, said hello, and attracted a bunch of complaints.
Long Zhan had no choice but to walk out of the wing room alone.
"Little old man, let me go out for a walk. β
Standing at the door of the selection courtyard, Long Zhan stretched out his head to look out.
"You want to be the first to be eliminated, just get out. β
The little old man smiled, looking at Long Zhan's eyes a little strange.
"It's boring!"
Long Zhan turned and left.
"Boy, if you succeed in the selection, remember to come to me!"
Behind him, the voice of a little old man floated away............
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