Chapter 1660: Death Is Coming (Part I)
The majestic coercion permeated this light curtain, as if the font of the dragon appeared.
There are hundreds of thousands of light curtains.
The first one was one after another, and the light curtain blocked the tribute courtyard in front of him.
"This is the first attempt to pay tribute!"
"Whoever answers the answer to the riddle corresponding to the light curtain will enter the Tribute Courtyard!"
An examiner walked out, and the majestic rules lingered around him.
Before the examiner could finish speaking, countless figures rushed towards the light curtain.
Ye Chen raised his eyes and saw the handwriting of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing on the light curtain floating.
There is a terrifying coercion in these handwritings, and it is clear that the person who wrote them has incorporated his own will into the handwriting.
Those who have cultivated to the weakest level, looking directly at these handwritings, only feel that the mountains of ten thousand mountains are rushing towards them.
In the rushing crowd, a dull sound sounded, and then one after another figures were thrown backwards like kites with broken strings.
These people are all weak in cultivation.
"Mystery?" Seeing this scene, Ye Chen nodded secretly, no wonder the officials of the Tiangang countries were not weak in their cultivation.
Those who want to pass this big test must have at least the Soul Martial Realm or even stronger in their cultivation.
The oncoming coercion was like a breeze blowing in Ye Chen's face.
Ye Chen raised his hand, and a soft strong wind swept out, and the figures blocking him retreated to both sides.
In just a few steps, Ye Chen had already reached the front of a light curtain, his eyes staring, staring at the handwriting swimming in front of him, and its loud thunder sounded in vain in his mind.
If you don't cultivate well, you may be stunned directly.
"Riddles?" Ye Chen was stunned, these words were combined to be riddles.
This big test is not a policy of governing the country.
Immediately, Ye Chen was also relieved, this was just the first test of the tribute, obviously there were nine tests in this tribute test.
And this one trys. It is to directly eliminate those who are weak in cultivation.
Of the more than one million people, only ninety percent of those who can pass this first test are probably not ninety percent, which means that hundreds of thousands of people will be disqualified.
Just as Ye Chen was pondering, more than ten meters away, a majestic martial arts will surged out, and in mid-air, it turned into an ink pen.
A middle-aged man in a green shirt lifted a pen, and a majestic and imposing font quietly appeared in mid-air. Transform into a streamer and merge into the light curtain.
I saw a series of fonts on the light curtain, swimming in vain, and suddenly turned into a celestial dragon phantom, rushing towards the middle-aged man.
Loosening the ink pen turned by the will of martial arts, the middle-aged man did not retreat, but met this heavenly dragon phantom, and the moment the two met, the middle-aged man's figure disappeared strangely. Appeared in the first tribute courtyard, and the Celestial Dragon Phantom turned into a streamer of light again, hovering in the light curtain, transforming into a different word from before. Form a riddle.
Such a scene was played out all around the moment, and the wrong answerers, each with a pale face, obviously suffered from the font. The rebound of that will.
Retracting his gaze, Ye Chen looked at the light curtain close to this foot, and a line of words appeared on it: The waning moon makes the shadow half ashamed!
See such riddles. Everyone standing behind Ye Chen frowned.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, smiled faintly and raised his hand, his cold and ice rules condensed in his hand, forming a crystal clear ink pen.
In just a few strokes, a font made of ice rules appeared.
"Xiang!" a Mo family disciple muttered softly, looking directly at the crystal clear font, as if he was in an ice cellar, cold to the bone.
Boom! In the light curtain, a Heavenly Dragon Phantom roared out and headed towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen withdrew the ice rule in his hand, raised his step, and disappeared in front of the light curtain in an instant
"It's really Xiang!" the Mo family disciple who spoke out showed remorse, "The waning moon is a habit, and the shadow hint is two Xi, that is, the feather;
The light curtain was similar to the Illusory Gate, and Ye Chen only felt that his eyes were lit up in vain, and his figure suddenly appeared in the first Tribute Courtyard.
Compared with the crowd of people outside the Tribute Courtyard, there are only tens of thousands of people in this Tribute Courtyard.
Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked, in front of him, a beam of light burst out, forming a light curtain, and a picture appeared on the light curtain in vain, with strong winds and heavy rain, and a lonely boat trapped in the wind and rain.
Looking at this picture, Ye Chen felt as if he was in the wind and rain, and the angry howl of the wind echoed in his ears.
The picture shattered and turned into a majestic font, slowly floating: "The wild crossing boat is blocked by rain!"
An inexplicable coercion swept across the seven fonts, making Ye Chen feel like he was facing the wind and rain.
"This is the second test, if you come up with a neat couplet, you can go to the second tribute courtyard and take the third test!"
A gentle voice rang out next to Ye Chen's ears, and before Ye Chen's eyes moved off the light curtain, he knew that there was an examiner standing behind him.
With a faint smile, Ye Chen's eyes showed a contemplative look.
"This question is also a difficult question in the exam, can this son answer it?"
A middle-aged man in a green shirt stood behind Ye Chen, his eyes showing curiosity.
In the surrounding light curtain, a high dragon roar appeared, and the light curtain formed a whirlpool, swallowing several figures, obviously these people answered the couplet and were teleported to the third tribute courtyard.
The sound of the dragon groaning interrupted Ye Chen, Ye Chen took out a pot of wine, looked up to the sky and took a long sip, the wine pot was raised, the wine spilled out, and turned into a swimming font in mid-air: Idle to put the wine cloud to stay drunk!
In the light curtain, a dragon head appeared, forming a vortex and devouring Ye Chen's figure.
Stepping into the second tribute courtyard, the melodious and graceful sound of the piano wafted in.
As far as the eye can see, this is a courtyard adjacent to the lake, with a gentle breeze and an elegant environment.
In the huge courtyard, there is a dilapidated guqin, and the melodious sound of the qin even comes from the guqin.
However, the moment Ye Chen stepped into this courtyard, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
"The third test, for the piano art!"
"If Erzhiqin can make the world change color, he will pass this piano test!"
A deep voice rose in the sky above, Ye Chen raised his eyes, and in the sky, an old man with a kind face stood in the air.
Putting down the wine jug in his hand, Ye Chen walked towards the remnant qin, the white and slender sword fingers plucked the strings slightly, a dinging sound appeared, and tried the sound of the piano, Ye Chen looked at the light and breezy sky, and murmured softly: "The sound of the piano that makes the world change color?"
Manually, plucked the strings, and the tone starts.
The breeze blows through the lake, blowing the green leaves in the courtyard, and the subtle and long sound of the piano flows through the courtyard like flowing water, making people fascinated.
Looking at Ye Chen, who was caressing the qin, the old man's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, although this son was skillful in fingering, but the sound of the qin paid attention to its surface, and it did not reach the point where the qin had a heart.
Sighing silently, the old man was about to interrupt Ye Chen, but at this moment, the subtle and long sound of the piano became extremely high-pitched, like a golden iron horse, "Kill!"
In the high-pitched sound of the piano, endless killing intent surged out, transforming into thousands of troops and horses, galloping between heaven and earth, and heaven and earth were lost in vain.
Located in the void, the old man had a feeling of being in an ancient battlefield, and his ears were surrounded by the sound of killing, not the sound of the piano, and this wave of killing intent always hit his soul, until in the end, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, the high-pitched sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the shadow in the sky also dissipated.
Holding down the strings, Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and said lightly: "I don't know if I have passed this piano test?"
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the old man palpitated and said: "Erqinyin makes the world change color, this try, pass!"
Saying this, the old man's hands formed a mark, and the mark fell lightly in the void.
Ye Chen saw the heaven and earth in front of him click and shatter, and a curtain of light appeared, without hesitation, Ye Chen stepped directly into it.
After several tests one after another, Ye Chen passed it easily, approaching the ninth tribute courtyard step by step.
Shenglong Tribute Temple, on the altar of the sacrifice, Emperor Qi's eyes were slightly closed.
Da Sima stood below and said respectfully: "Emperor Qi, there are more than 3,000 people who have passed the seventh exam this time, compared with the big test in the past, this number has increased by more than 1,000!"
"How many people have entered the eighth Tribute Courtyard now?" Emperor Qi said.
"Five people!" Da Sima said respectfully: "The eighth chess test has just begun, and the chess test is the most finale in the previous big exams, and these five people will take a little time to pass the chess test!"
"Hmm! Prepare for the ninth test!" Emperor Qi nodded slightly, no longer speaking, but his thoughts changed rapidly, more than 3,000 people passed the seventh test, once these people are used properly, they will inevitably become the mainstay of the Qi country.
Standing in the first place, Guan Zhong's eyes were closed.
However, at this moment, Guan Zhong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the eighth tribute courtyard, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Why do I feel frightened?" (To be continued.) )