Chapter Forty-Eight: Do You Eat Oil Cakes?

"Why is this strange old man of yours, I naturally came out after completing the abyss-level trial." Dao Moyu looked at the startled old man in front of him, and felt very inexplicable.

"Tokens! Show me your tokens! Ouyang Qingming looked excited, his face flushed, and he grabbed Dao Moyu's shoulder a little harder.

"Old man, why did I take it out for you when you grabbed me like this?"

"Oh, I'm sorry I was excited." Ouyang Qingming's body trembled at first, and then he let go of his hand.

"It's okay, sir, I'm magnanimous, voila! Isn't this the thing? Dao Moyu held the golden token in front of him.

No way!

Really passed the abyss-level trial!

Looking at the golden token in Dao Moyu's hand, the corners of Ouyang Qingming's mouth kept twitching, and he couldn't say a word for a long time, although he knew that if he didn't pass the assessment, it would be impossible to come out safely, but when he really saw Dao Moyu take out this trial token, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"What's your overall score in the trials!" Ouyang Qingming couldn't help but grab Dao Moyu's shoulder again.

"I don't know, no one told me......" Dao Moyu felt the strength coming from Ouyang Qingming's skinny hands, and was speechless for a while.

"Are you participating in the trial for the first time? Don't know this? Come on, come on, give me the token! I'll show you it! Ouyang Qingming didn't know if Mo Yu agreed, he directly snatched the golden token into his hand and began to inject spiritual energy into it.

For a moment, a vision protruded, and five huge stone tablets appeared out of thin air.

The first four steles were densely engraved with names and numbers, except for the last one, which was as black as ink, without a trace.

Buzz!

The ink-colored stele began to shake violently, and a brilliant streamer lingered around it, and after a while, a row of large golden characters appeared in front of everyone:

The comprehensive score of Dao Moyu's abyss-level simulation trial is 100 points

Rumble!

Everyone present was stunned, and the doctors who were treating the injured also stopped their work one after another, their mouths slightly open, and their eyes looked at Dao Moyu with dull eyes.

100 points!

Marvel!

No! This is nothing short of legendary!

I haven't seen a full score in the trial secret realm of Shura-level difficulty, but today there is actually someone with a full score for abyss-level difficulty!

This child's talent is simply unparalleled!

Everyone looked at Dao Moyu again, and their eyes were full of awe.

"Dao Moyu! He's Dao Moyu! He is the junior brother of the Sky Curtain Dragon Maiden! I said, "Monks are gifted and wicked!" Unique! This will make you guys who are sour in your heart, refuse to admit it, and wantonly slander it! ”

A healer excitedly pointed to the big golden characters on the ink-colored stone tablet and shouted excitedly, when Dao Moyu participated in the alliance entrance assessment, he was one of the royal doctors watching from the sidelines, and he was also a loyal supporter of Dao Moyu.

The other healers and wounded around the healer didn't know what faces to use to raise their heads at this time, and they felt like they had been slapped in public a few times, and they wanted to dig out a palace with their toes, and hurriedly hid in it.

And some of the trialists who had just been ejected from the secret realm and were still conscious, after seeing the golden line of big characters on the ink-colored stone tablet, they couldn't wait to pass out on the spot.

What a shame!

I'm a fucking clown!

They tried their best in the abyss-level difficulty just to live longer, and they didn't plan to find the treasure at all, but Dao Moyu not only escaped unscathed, but also passed the trial perfectly, thinking about the idea that they were waiting to see Dao Moyu's joke before, they almost wanted to die!

Especially when they compared their half-dead appearance with Dao Moyu's comfortable appearance, they were simply embarrassed.

Doesn't this kid only have an innate realm?

How did he survive the trial?

Hahaha! It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!

My cultivation is in vain!

He's just a piece of rubbish!

Some monks even collapsed on the spot, and even the Dao Heart cracked, and directly spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and passed out.

"Dao Moyu! Are you really that Dao Moyu? Ouyang Qingming seemed to be stupid, and began to look Dao Moyu up and down.

"Hey! Geezer! Do you eat oil cakes? Dao Moyu was a little irritable, and directly said a dialect of the Candle Ghost God Kingdom.

"Huh? Received good intentions, but the old man is old, and it is better to have less heavy and fishy food, and it is better to eat lightly. ”

"What a sick old man! I'm not Dao Moyu, aren't you? Dao Moyu's face darkened directly.

"Good! All right! You are really Dao Moyu! Hahaha! I'll just say, how can the junior brother of the Sky Canopy Dragon Girl be troubled by being a mediocre person, and take a look at the simulated secret realm, it's really extraordinary, no! You kid actually scolded me! Do you know who I am? ”

Ouyang Qingming said as he spoke, reacted, and immediately scolded Dao Moyu.

However, Dao Mo Jade Bird didn't bird him, because he could feel it, and Gu Yan'er was about to come out.

Thundered!

The formation that simulated the secret realm shook violently again.

In an instant, a silver-haired and emerald-pupiled smart fairy floated down from the sky and landed steadily beside Dao Moyu.

At this moment, everyone present was shocked again, not only because of Gu Yan'er's beauty, but also because they found that Gu Yan'er was also not injured.

At this time, the trial secret realm was only five eighths of an hour, which meant that Gu Yan'er had also passed the trial.

Demons!

It's all demons!

The psychology of the crowd has been numbed a little by the shock.

"Congratulations, Yan'er." Dao Moyu stretched out his hands and hugged Gu Yan'er into his arms.

"It's still a great husband, and he came out so early." Gu Yan'er put her hand around Dao Moyu's waist and buried her little head in Dao Moyu's chest.

"I'm only a quarter of an hour ahead of you, and when your Dao rhyme and foundation accumulate to overflow, you must be even earlier than me."

"Hehe, that's not for sure."

Ahem, ahem!

Ouyang Qingming coughed violently a few times.

"It's immoral! It's immoral! You are such a demon-level Tianjiao, how can you spend a lot of time on falling in love! Don't lay the foundation now! You'll regret it later! Ouyang Qingming said with hatred of iron.

As he spoke, he even wanted to get started and separate Dao Moyu and Gu Yan'er.

You old horseman!

I've really given you face!

"Yan'er, we'll talk later, there's a neurotic old man here, let's get out of here first." After Dao Moyu transmitted the spiritual energy to Gu Yan'er, he took her and flew towards their residence.

Before leaving, Dao Moyu also shouted loudly:

"You rotten old horseman! Who are you and what the hell is to me! ”

"You! You! You stinky boy! It's unreasonable! You can go! Token Stay! "If Ouyang Qingming hadn't really been able to pull away, he would have really dragged Dao Moyu back and reprimanded him a few more times.

Swish!

A golden token fell from the sky and flew straight towards Ouyang Qingming's life.

Rumble!

Ouyang Qingming dodged in time, but the golden token smashed into the ground, leaving a huge deep pit.

"Stinky boy! Are you trying to kill the old man? You come back to the old man! Look at the old man, how I can fix you! Looking at the huge deep pit, a nameless fire instantly surged into Ouyang Qingming's heart, blowing his beard and glaring at the direction where Dao Moyu had left, and became angry.

And after feeling that the breath of Dao Moyu and Gu Yan'er had completely disappeared, his mood slowly calmed down.

"Forget it! Don't worry about the kind of uncultivated little hairy child, let's see how the little girl does first. ”

Ouyang Qing ordered to follow the steps and once again injected spiritual energy into the golden token.

Buzz!

The ink-colored stele turned again and began to shake violently, and a row of large golden characters appeared in the second row of the ink-colored stele:

Gu Yan'er's comprehensive score in the abyss-level simulation trial was 100 points

No way!

Another perfect score!

Tell me it's not true!

The girl looked so weak, how could that be?

The audience was in an uproar!

And only the healer who supported Dao Moyu straightened his back, as if he had achieved these honors.

"What a hero, a young man...... Ay...... It's not okay if people don't accept it when they're old, it's all young people's world in the future. Ouyang Qingming muttered to himself in his heart, falling into deep thought.

But after a while, he immediately reacted and shouted loudly to the doctors present:

"Don't talk about it! After all, other people's achievements are only someone else's, and doing our own thing right away is what we should do as doctors, and quickly focus on treating the injured! ”

Ouyang Qingming looked as thin as firewood, but this shout was full of energy, and directly pulled the thoughts of the doctors back.

"Yes! Your Excellency! The healers replied in unison.

After closing the conversation, they began to devote themselves to their work.

In a state of mental tension, the healers no longer have the concept of time, but they are just treating the injured patients who are constantly coming from the simulated secret realm one after another.

He didn't realize that there was only half an hour left before the end of the trial.

Thump!

A man who looked like a black iron tower walked out of the secret realm, but before he could take a few steps, he fell.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! Lord Kuroshibu came out and hurried to heal his wounds. A healer yelled hoarsely.

"I'll do it." Ouyang Qingming came to Hei Shibu's side in the blink of an eye and began to check his injuries.

"Hall Master Ouyang, I'm fine, I can't die yet, you better go and treat other monks." Hei Shibu looked at the mourning scene around him, and said with a strong pain.

"Your Excellency the Black Quasi-God of War! What are you talking about? The remaining spiritual energy in the body is not even ten percent, covered in blood, and there are not a few good bones in the whole body, are you not seriously injured? ”

After Ouyang Qingming checked Hei Shibu's injury, he said angrily, and as he spoke, he began to use what he had learned all his life to treat him.

"Haha, it's okay, I can't die yet."

"Don't talk yet, when I heal you, you can speak."

Ouyang Qingming's medical skills were very profound, and after a while, he treated the injuries on Hei Shibu's body to seventy-seven, eighty-eight.

"Thank you, Hall Master Ouyang." Hei Shibu stood up and saluted Ouyang Qingming.

"Okay, get up quickly, it won't be good if you suppress the wound on your internal organs, anyway, have you passed the trial?"

When Hei Shibu came out of the secret realm, he was not in a near-death state, so Ouyang Qingming asked so.

"Well, by luck."

"Great! Our Divine Martial Alliance has passed the three abyss-level trials of the monks today, come, Your Excellency the Black Quasi-God of War, let the old man see how many points you have obtained? ”

Ouyang Qingming's eyes lit up, and he looked at Hei Shibu's eyes with interest.