The girl glanced at Mo Xuan's confident look, bit her lip lightly, and wanted to say something, but she couldn't bear to look up at Mo Xuan's divination results again.

"In this second clay pot, there is an oxtail. The girl said slowly.

Ab opened the clay pot, and sure enough, an oxtail that had been cut off was lying in it.

Bu Zheng stroked his palms and admired, and the afterglow of his eyes glanced towards Mo Xuan, wanting to see what tricks Mo Xuan could play in this second round.

After a while, he took out the tortoise shell, and the carapace was burned black, and there was not a single crack around the hole.

"This ...... There's no sign at all!" Someone behind him saw Mo Xuan's tortoise shell and whispered.

Feng Wuyi and Ziyu, who unconditionally supported Mo Xuan, were suddenly anxious, and they were anxious with that person, "I didn't see Bu Zhao, it's because your level is not enough!"

The people who were talking were speechless, and they wanted to refute but didn't know how to tell these three people who didn't know divination at all.

Even Bu Zhenggang was about to start sarcastically, but after hearing the words of Feng Wuyi and Ziyu, he also restrained the words that he almost ridiculed.

The reason is very simple, because Bu Zheng is not sure whether this Mo Xuan can be right. Although he could conclude that the tortoise shell in that hole was definitely not a bad omen, no matter how sure he was, he couldn't stop this Mo Xuan's good luck.

If he really fell for it, wouldn't he have confirmed that sentence that was not enough?

Bu Zheng's face was cold, and he glared at Mo Xuan, "Anyway, what's the second round?"

Mo Xuan pretended to look at it, and then replied, "Chicken skull." ”

Bu Zheng glanced at Yabu, who immediately stepped forward and opened the clay pot.

At this turn, the entire priesthood hall fell silent in an instant.

That's right, it's a chicken skull!

A dried chicken skull was lying quietly under the clay pot, confirming that Mo Xuan's divination was correct.

This second round of guessing was correct, and in an instant, half of the wind of public opinion turned to Mo Xuan.

"This chicken skull is not a chicken head, nor is it a bone, he can guess it, it doesn't seem to be Meng, right?!"

"If it's really blind, it's too lucky!"

"It's hard to say, let's take a look at ...... for the time being."

There was a lot of discussion, and even Bu Zheng's eyes widened slightly, looking at the chicken skull in disbelief. This Mo Xuan, is it really right?!

At this time, Bu Zheng and Yabu didn't know what to say, but the mysterious girl frowned, and finally couldn't help it, she lightly opened her lips, and her voice was soft, "Excuse me, how did you see the Bu Zhao of this hole?"

Mo Xuan was stunned, but he didn't expect that this little beauty, who looked like a fairy, would actually talk to him.

But how could I answer her about this? Do you tell her that she was born again? How can I ......

But the tortoise shell of one hole is indeed without a bad omen, this is Mo Xuan's plan before digging the hole.

First of all, you know all the results of the Tao.

Secondly, I don't know divination at all.

In the end, he had to pretend to be a ghost in order to tell the answer when everyone didn't know that he didn't know how to divinate at all.

And pretending to be a ghost can only take some paths that ordinary people will not take.

This idea was also understood by Mo Xuan from the first burned tortoise shell.

The tortoise shell was burned out, and in their eyes, they couldn't do divination, but they could do it themselves. Only digging a divination hole will not be able to divinate in their eyes, but they can also divinate themselves.

In this way, even those who have strength will not be able to see their own reality and reality, because they do not understand the routines and principles of this kind of divination.

Once others don't understand it, and the right to speak is in their own hands, how can they explain that they are not left to their own devices?

It's okay to say you can take the test, but you can't say no, they don't understand anyway.

And the most important thing is that even if they make a mistake and don't succeed in the test, they don't know why they didn't succeed, it's just a plan to kill multiple birds with one stone.

Of course, this must not be said to the girl.

Although Mo Xuan saw that the girl's question was very sincere, he still put on a low-key posture, and waved his hand lightly, "You don't understand ...... when I say it."

This sentence instantly choked Bu Zheng speechless. The girl also frowned slightly, looking puzzled and unable to open her mouth to ask again, so she could only return her gaze to her divination ritual.

Feng Wuyi just grabbed Zi Yu's arm, and lowered his voice a little excitedly, "See it, see it, see it, this momentum, this posture, is an authentic hero!"

Zi Yu looked at the chicken head in front of Mo Xuan blankly, with a look of adoration.

At the beginning of the third round, Bu Zhengke didn't say a word.

Fortunately, at the beginning of the second round, he took the words back, otherwise he would have been choked by Feng Wuyi's words, and his level was not enough, so how could he, Lord Bu Zheng of Jinao Academy, be mixed up......

In this third round, the girl used five holes.

Yabu quickly chiseled out the tortoise shell and turned his head to look at Mo Xuan. The crowd of onlookers also shifted their gaze from the girl to Mo Xuan, as if the two were holding a match.

Mo Xuan squinted slightly, touched his chin, and said to Yabu, "Twenty holes are chiseled!"

"Poof......" Bu Zheng, who was drinking water, squirted out all the water in one gulp, and the surrounding students went crazy.

"Twenty holes?!"

"What kind of tortoise shell can chisel twenty hollows? That has to be a thousand-year-old king, right?"

"No, I've heard that turtle shells can chisel twenty holes!"

"Just kidding, a piece of turtle shell to hundreds of seashells, where to find such a valuable thing?!"

Feng Wuji and Zi Yu silently looked at the bamboo basket beside Yabu, the largest tortoise shell in it was only slightly larger than a palm. If you dig twenty holes, let alone burn them with fire, the chisel alone will be directly chiseled!

Yabu, who drilled the hole for Mo Xuan, looked stunned, and his expression was almost saying, you play with me, right?

Mo Xuan nodded solemnly and repeated again, "Just an ordinary tortoise shell, you can chisel twenty holes for me." ”

As soon as Ab shook his head, he picked up the tortoise shell and began to chisel.

The expression was unusually indignant.

"Chisel and chisel, and it's not bad for me to chisel it!" Abu muttered as he chiseled, "I've never seen a tortoise shell with twenty holes chiseled......"

Mo Xuan touched his chin, looking like a master outside the world.

He knew very well that a tortoiseshell the size of a palm, with twenty holes, was like being swept into a honeycomb by a machine gun, and it would definitely not be used if it was placed in the place of an ordinary priest.

But it doesn't matter if you're alone, the more mysterious you are, the better it will be for you.

This Yabu carefully chiseled twenty holes in the tortoise shell, held it with both hands, and handed it to Mo Xuan tremblingly, for fear that he would break it with a shake of his hand, and not only would he have to re-chisel it when the time came, but if this Mo Xuan was not accurate, he could also blame himself for the crime.

Mo Xuan grabbed the tortoise shell with a big grin, and Yabu's heart was relieved, wiping the sweat on his forehead, and watching Mo Xuan's next move with a tight mouth.

Bu Zheng looked at Mo Xuan coldly, to see what he could measure with these twenty-hole tortoise shells.

The young woman's voice sounded faintly at this time, "Under the third clay pot, there is a silver bottle. ”

Yabu opened the clay pot, and sure enough, a delicate and delicate silver bottle was placed there, and Bu Zheng practiced and nodded in admiration.

Next, without exception, everyone's eyes instantly turned to Mo Xuan, waiting to see what he could measure.

At this moment, Mo Xuan put the twenty-hole tortoise shell on the palm of one hand, and the other hand clenched into a fist, and smashed it down with a "click".

The tortoise shell in the palm of his hand was instantly smashed into countless fragments of large and small sizes, and they flew out of the coffin, and the shatters were all over the ground.

"Huh?" Abu was stunned, this young man, the twenty holes he had worked so hard to chisel, were so crumbled?!

Bu Zheng also looked stunned, this Mo Xuan, what is he going to do?

The girl's expression when she looked at Mo Xuan was already full of shock, she wanted to ask, was Mo Xuan angry and didn't plan to divination, or was this also a way of divination?

However, Mo Xuan answered her with practical actions.

"Underneath the third clay pot, there's a little snake that's been dried!"

Mo Xuan's calm and powerful voice resounded in everyone's ears, and Feng Wuji and Zi Yu clung tightly together, extremely nervous.

The stunned Yabu came back to his senses, and was stunned by Bu Zheng's call to open the clay pot.

At the moment when the clay pot was opened, Bu Zheng's heart was already dead.

The girl gently lifted the white gauze Shuixiu, stretched out her delicate little hand to cover her mouth slightly, she couldn't believe that such a divination, Mo Xuan could also take the right measurement.

Feng Wuji shouted, "It's so handsome!"

There was no one in the audience to talk about, and they didn't know how to express their feelings in words at this time.

For thousands of years, the art of divination has been passed down in an orderly manner, no matter every chisel hole in divination, each chisel hole, each chisel hole, represents a different meaning, is recorded in the tortoise shell handed down, and they, no one has ever heard of it, smashed the tortoise shell, can also carry out divination!

Today, however, that legacy has been shattered.

The young man in front of him smashed the twenty-hole tortoise shell with one punch, and the divination yielded the correct result.

The point is not that he chiseled twenty holes in the tortoiseshell, nor how many fragments he punched with one punch, but that he succeeded with this method!

Mo Xuan stood in the middle of the field, like the focus of everyone, indifferent and peaceful.

Na Bu Zheng finally stopped looking at Mo Xuan coldly, but frowned tightly, and looked around at everyone's admiration for Mo Xuan.

He couldn't let Mo Xuan, a guy who didn't play according to the routine, take away the limelight of the girl arranged by the vice dean.

"Okay, okay, it's only the third round, and there are so many people up there who have reached the third round of testing, what's all the fuss. Bu Zheng snorted coldly at everyone, "What should I do, let's go to the fourth round!"

"If you can pass the sixth round, it means that you have the ability, understand?" Bu Zheng said to everyone, but Mo Xuan could actually hear that Bu Zheng was saying this to himself.

The girl glanced at Mo Xuan deeply, and did not open her mouth to ask about the divination again, but seriously carried out her fourth round.

"Or five holes!"

Mo Xuan lightly instructed Yabu, "Dig thirty holes...... Yes, it's okay if it's broken!"[img=http://cj.biquge.info/Picture/20130916_132823.jpg]

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