The priesthood test is a simple process, but the preparation is cumbersome.

In the priest's hall of the academy, a long stone table is lined up.

The table is covered with inverted pottery, covering ten different objects.

In front of the stone table, there is a bronze tripod, the flame is burning in the tripod, and there is a priest on the side, preparing to produce tortoiseshell animal bones for the students to test and use.

What the students have to do is to trigger their own prediction ability through the priest's divination ritual, which is more like the word that Mo Xuan learned in his later life, the ability. But whether he really has this ability, or whether he is purely blind, Mo Xuan has never been a priest, and he doesn't know how high the gold content of the Dao is.

The ten items on the stone table had to be replaced every time they were divined, so there would be quite a few Yab-level priests coming in, ready to do service work for the test.

Mo Xuan remembered that in the previous life test, a few correct guesses represented how great the potential of the priest was. The tallest person can divinate about eight kinds, and the lower one has no divination. Mo Xuan estimated that he didn't know anything about priest divination, and if the items in the clay pot were different from those in his previous life, it was estimated that he was still a tragedy with zero talent.

"Before the test starts, I still have to tell you about the passing score. Bu Zheng looked serious and said to everyone: "If you test the right three, even if you have priestly talent." If you test six kinds correctly, you can be considered relatively talented. If you test the nine correctly, it is the top priestly talent!"

"If you test more than six kinds correctly, there will be some mysterious rewards, and if you test ten kinds correctly, there will be a reward that makes all the students in the academy excited. But if you don't get any of them right, I'm afraid I'll inform your camp teacher and give you some additional instructions on divination. ”

After speaking, Bu Zheng beckoned to the group of students, "Let's get ready for the test, first of all, do you want tortoise shells or beast bones?"

The first one to come out was a noble male student, who seemed to have had contact with divination before.

After the student asked for the tortoise shell, Yabu, who was assisted by the side, chiseled a hole in the tortoise shell according to the student's intention, and then the student himself placed the tortoise shell in the fire and burned it.

"Click...... Click......"

The tortoise shell was quickly burned, the student took out the tortoise shell, carefully stared at the lines on the tortoise shell, Feng Wuyu pouted from the side, and asked Mo Xuan in a low voice: "Hey, you said that he looked so seriously, is he really aware of the Dao or false?"

Mo Xuan shook his head, "I don't know how to talk about others, anyway, I definitely won't ......"

"What should I do? Could it be that we all have to go back to the extra class?" Feng Wuxian didn't care about the mysterious reward, but was more worried about the results of not being able to test any of them.

Mo Xuan still remembered that the students who did not pass in their previous life were dragged to make up for a month's priestly rituals, and it didn't matter if they learned the divination class or not, but as a student of the Jinao Academy, the priest's rituals must be understood clearly.

The land of Yin Shang who asks about everything and divination, and allows students who have no priest knowledge to graduate, they are simply people who are losing the Jinao Academy.

Feng Wuxian sighed, grabbed Mo Xuan's shoulder, and shook his head helplessly, "I hope we can get one right, as for the reward of six kinds of test and ten kinds of test, let's not think about it......"

Mo Xuan thought so.

Bu Zheng saw that the ceremony of this student was completed, and said loudly: "Read out Bu Zhao!"

I thought that this student could only rely on blind guessing to ask divination, but I didn't expect this student to close his eyes slightly, and he actually opened his mouth and said: "Divination is a sign of rain, and the smoke is shaped like a bucket weapon, and the first thing should be a water leak." ”

After that, a Yabu stepped forward and took the clay pot away, Mo Xuan, Feng Wuzhi and Zi Delirium, and suddenly looked dumbfounded. Under the clay pot, it's really a water leak!

"It's so godly!" Zi Yu exclaimed, as if he had been in Chaoge City when he watched the priests ask for divination, completely forgetting that he would have to go up and test it later.

Seeing this, Mo Xuan suddenly remembered that he had been exposed to the knowledge of ancient divination in college.

It is recorded in the literature that there were five kinds of divination in the time of Yin Shang, and the book seems to say this:

"There are five signs. It is said that the rain is like rain. It is said that the omen is like the rain stopping. It is said that the omen is angry. The sun is shining, and the air falls without even belonging. Said Kezhao, intersect also. ”

What does it mean? Mo Xuan has heard the professor talk about it, it is nothing more than the shape symbol of the crack, but how to connect it with reality, no one knows at all.

Almost all of them believe that these things are just a kind of rhetoric used by the priests to fool the public, and the exact speculation is actually based on the mood of the priests.

For example, Mo Xuan, he looked at the student in front of him, and successfully concluded from the rain that it was a water leak.

Although he stared at the curling green smoke emitted by the tortoise shell, he still didn't see what the smoke looked like a bucket in that cloud of smoke, and he couldn't understand how he deduced that the item was a water leak.

But now it turns out that there seems to be some subtlety in divination.

......

At the beginning of the second round, the student continued to burn the tortoise shell, and from the second round, there were some more lines on the surface of the clay pot, and the further back on, the more complicated the texture of the clay pot became.

Mo Xuan had heard the priest say in his previous life that these lines had a certain immortal effect, which could block the priest's ability to occupy the measurement, so the further he went, the more inaccurate the result of the occupation and measurement became.

Sure enough, after the second round of burning the tortoise shell, it took more than ten minutes for this student to open his mouth carefully, "Bu Zhao said that the fog, its shape is like a flag, it may ...... Probably a banner ......"

Abu lifted the clay pot, and sure enough, it was a banner and a banner.

The student immediately breathed a sigh of relief, facing the third round, he actually spent half an hour, but unfortunately in the end he made a mistake and terminated the test.

The crowd around them was silent, and some students with divination experience were eager to try at this time, just waiting for themselves to test and show their skills.

And students like Mo Xuan, Feng Wu, and Zi Yu, the three of them, who didn't even know how to burn the tortoise shell, could only stare at the test with wide eyes.

Due to the large number of people, this test was suddenly advanced, so Bu Zheng did not prepare too many test desks. Seeing that the hundreds of days and one day could not be measured, Bu Zheng waved his hand and beckoned his subordinates to carry more than a dozen feldspar tables.

More than a dozen people were doing it at the same time, and for a while, the priest's hall was much more lively.

It wasn't Mo Xuan's turn in the first round, but it was Zi Yu's turn and Feng Wu.

It happened that the two of them were still at the table side by side, and Mo Xuan squeezed over as if he was joking.

Sure enough, Ab asked, "How many holes are there?"

Feng Wuxian looked embarrassed, and he didn't know what the number of holes in the road had to do with the divination itself, so he said: "Chisel, chisel ten!"

Zi Yu looked at it from the side, and immediately followed Chao Yabu and said seriously: "I also chisel ten!"

Mo Xuan heard the exclamation of someone who knew how to do it behind him, "They are going to take all ten of them at once?!"

Mo Xuan knew that Feng Wuji was pure blindness, but Zi followed ten chisels, but he was completely taken to the pit by Feng Wuji.

Because Zi Yu has the talent to practice immortal arts, Mo Xuan didn't want to see him blind to the past, and was about to step forward to talk to Zi Yu, when he heard Feng Wuxian holding the tortoise shell with the hole chiseled, walked to the stone table, touched his chin, and pointed to the clay pot in turn and said: "This is a peach! This is a sheep's hoof! This is a straw sandal! This is a stone ......."

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Feng Wuyi swept over the ten clay pots in turn, and took out the contents of the clay pots one by one.

It gives people a confident look, and they don't feel embarrassed at all.

Ab stood still and didn't evaluate whether what Feng Wuxian said was right or not, and pointed to the tortoise shell in his hand with a gloomy face, "The tortoise shell in your hand hasn't ......burned yet."

Feng Wuji paused suddenly, a bead of sweat the size of a bean trickled down, and he threw the tortoise shell into the bronze tripod with a smile on his face, not daring to look at the black lines on Yabu's face.

Seeing this, Zi Xuan learned to throw the tortoise shell into the bronze tripod, and Mo Xuan saw that Zi Yu's process was quite formal, so he didn't say anything more.

When the tortoise shell of the wind was burned, almost half of the academy heard about this genius who measured ten clay pots at a time, and they gathered around the wind and the table to watch intently.

Feng Wuji became more and more uncomfortable, carefully took out the burned tortoise shell, and glanced at Yabu.

Yabu looked at each other expressionlessly, without saying a word, waiting for the wind to take over.

Feng Wuxian hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Lord Yabu, why don't you open all the jars and take a look?"

"Guess right......" Mo Xuan was speechless, admitting that he had guessed in front of the priest, it seemed that there would definitely be no chance to be a priest in the future.

"What was the result of your divination?" asked Abu with a blank face.

Feng Wuxian touched his chin again, pointed to the first clay pot, and said, "This, it's straw sandals?"

Abu glared at Feng Wuzhi, "Why are you still asking me about the divination you did?" ”

"Alright then!" Feng Wuji puffed up, pointing to the clay pot from beginning to end and weaving it again, "This is straw sandals, this is a branch, this is a horn, this is a sheep's hoove......"

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Yabu followed the wind's instructions and opened the clay pots one by one, and Mo Xuan covered his face and didn't dare to look at it.

As expected, none of those jars were right.

The surrounding onlookers snickered, Feng Wuzhi This method is undoubtedly what those students who don't know divination want to do, but no one has the courage to do it.

This is simply too much to attract the hatred of the priests.

To put it mildly, the wind is acting like an idiot for these priests!

Mo Xuan could see Yabu, who was presiding over the wind and divination, and his eyes could almost breathe fire......

After guessing the most, there was only one left, and Feng Wuxian saw that Yabu's face turned black, and he felt a little uncomfortable. But this test should be completed, Feng Wuyi gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, pointing to the last clay pot, "Meat!

Yabu smiled darkly, very displeased and with a sense of ridicule, and said slowly, "Back to the training camp, let's take a good cram priesthood course, don't come out again in the future!"

Feng Wuji's face was full of frustration and his mood was very low.

Abu opened the clay pot and froze.

Not only Yabu, but even Ziyu and the onlookers were all stunned.

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