It's a house that's not spacious.

Inside sat a somewhat thin Taoist.

When Liu Heng entered, the Taoist was sitting and drinking water, and there was some tea in the room.

The Dao man heard the knock on the door, looked up at Liu Heng, and said, "Stand still!", then put down the teacup and started to walk over - Liu Heng's stature is not tall, just a few fingers taller than ordinary people, but a little thinner than ordinary people, that person is shorter than him, thinner than him.

His blue-black robes were draped over his body, and some of them looked empty.

Liu Heng stood up straight, raised his chest and raised his head.

The man didn't look at him, he walked over quickly and walked directly behind Liu Heng.

Liu Heng subconsciously bent his back slightly, and his muscles tensed.

However, he quickly realized that it was a test, so he quickly relaxed again.

The man saw the change in Liu Heng just now, and couldn't help but glance at him in surprise, and then his hand was already on Liu Heng's back, and said, "Relax, don't think about anything." ”

Liu Heng took a deep breath and relaxed.

Suddenly, he felt as if there was a hot current rushing under the shoulder blades on both sides of him, although they disappeared immediately, making it impossible to judge whether it was an illusion or true, but Liu Heng clearly felt that his entire back was warm, and there was an indescribable feeling of relief.

The Taoist standing behind him suddenly let out a "huh".

Liu Heng's heart suddenly slipped up.

"Good! good bones!" said the man.

Liu Heng was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little happy, but the man then patted him lightly on both sides of his waist and eyes, and said, "Don't be angry, relax!"

Two more warm streams of heat.

Liu Heng felt that it should be true.

Suddenly, the Taoist let go of his hand, walked around to Liu Heng, grabbed his arm, pinched it a few times from bottom to top, took two steps back, looked his body frame up and down his body back and forth, and then nodded slowly, with a smile on his face, and said, "Young man, you are very good, very good!"

After that, he walked back to the table and sat down, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, and then beckoned to Liu Heng and said, "Come here, sit down!"

There was a small pestle at his side.

Liu Heng went over and sat down, stretched out his hand as he asked, and put it on the corner of the table.

The man grasped his hand, then slowly closed his eyes.

That's really a hot stream.

This time, Liu Heng was sure that his feelings would not be wrong again.

Just because the heat flow came very obviously, it was like a fire, from the palm of the hand, where the two of them were holding each other, suddenly burned all the way up the sleeve of the shirt.

In the blink of an eye, however, the heat was gone.

The Taoist said "Huh" again.

He suddenly opened his eyes, glanced at Liu Heng, and asked, "Have you ever had an apprenticeship before, have you practiced forking the road, or have you suffered any serious injuries?"

Liu Heng was stunned, and shook his head after a while, "The villain has been fishing for a living. Missed the fairy gate. ”

The man was surprised, "This is weird!"

A moment later, another stream of heat suddenly surged from the place where the palms of the two people were holding each other, but just like just now, the heat flow had just entered the body and quickly dissipated.

Liu Heng kept looking at that person's face.

At this time, the Dao man let go of his hand with some regret on his face, sighed, looked at Liu Heng, and said, "It's a pity! It's a pity that you're a good root!"

Liu Heng was stunned, and finally couldn't help but speak for the first time, and asked, "Dare to ask the immortal chief, is it ...... What do you mean?"

The Taoist didn't answer, picked up the brush on the table, grabbed the registration materials from Liu Heng's hand, glanced at them, and asked, "Liu Heng?"

Liu Heng nodded, "It's me." ”

The man picked up the pen and wrote, and in an instant he wrote and lost the pen.

Liu Heng's heart cooled down suddenly.

He saw that he only wrote one horizontal and one vertical.

took the paper, and sure enough, it was a "D" word.

He looked at the dazzling "Ding" character and was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "It's long to be tired of the immortals." Then he turned around and went out.

In the corridor outside the room, a group of people were waiting.

Liu Heng clearly remembered that just now, when the test results of his three younger siblings had come out, and Chen Tao was disappointed, he looked at himself with how much expectation there was.

At this time, he walked over to meet Chen Tao's gaze, and smiled helplessly: "I've disappointed Chen Xianshi." ”

With that, he handed over the piece of paper in his hand.

It is a clear "Ding" character.

Chen Tao took it and looked at it, a little unable to come back to his senses.

After a while, he looked up at Liu Heng, still with a look of disbelief.

At this time, Chen Le and the others had already come over, and when they saw the words on the paper, the three of them were also a little surprised.

In fact, what Chen Tao said just now, they all heard it, and they all understand very well, ordinary people, etc., at least half of them will get a "Ding" evaluation in such an entry test, the four brothers and sisters went in, there were two "C", and even Sanya actually got a "B", which is already quite rare, and it is really not surprising that another "Ding" appears.

It's just that after so many years, in their hearts, their eldest brother Liu Heng, no matter what he does, must be stronger than their younger brothers and sisters - where is it possible that we still have "C" and "B", and the eldest brother will actually be a "Ding" who is considered to be completely talentless?

Big brother has no talent, but we are all more or less talented?

Are you kidding!

At this time, Chen Tao held the page in his hand, suddenly walked over, and asked the two people on duty under the corridor in a low voice, "Which uncle's class is today?"

The man on duty said: "Choose Yunfeng, Senior Uncle Feng." ”

Chen Tao only hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and then stepped up the steps.

Pushing the door in, the thin Taoist was still drinking tea, Chen Tao saluted respectfully, and said: "Referring to the disciple of Yunfeng, Chen Tao, the family teacher Lingjun, I have seen my uncle." ”

The man put down the tea bowl and smiled, "Oh, Third Brother Jiang's disciples, it seems that the four just now are all your favorites?"

With a smile on his face, Chen Tao took two steps forward, and didn't explain, just took the page in his hand and asked, "The disciple is a little puzzled, the last person who came in just now is really Ding?"

When he said this, in the eyes of the Taoists, he basically acquiesced.

This is really a common thing in the Wangyun Mountain Sect. Countless people outside are struggling to squeeze into the mountain gate, but inside the mountain gate, in fact, because of the competition for resources and rankings between the peaks, they are also hungry for talents outside. Each peak has its own well-chosen people, and there are its own children from outside who need to be taken care of, and it is everyone's default rule to pull it directly to their own peaks.

Seeing that the peak of Zhiyun is large, this Chen Tao's master Jiang San has nothing to do with himself, and the thin Taoist also said casually: "It may be a little wrong to say that there is no talent, this person has excellent roots, but he has a big problem, I found when I tested it just now, the spiritual power entered his body, and it volatilized in an instant, I tried it several times, and it was the same every time." ”

Chen Tao was stunned for a long time when he heard this, but he was still puzzled.

He asked, "Is this ...... What does it mean?"

The Dao man shook his head and said, "This shows that he was either born with stagnant muscles and veins, or he has some terrible disease, or rather, although his body is good, he can't naturally cultivate aura!"

Speaking of this, the Dao man spread his hands, "It's not that such a person can't cultivate, it's just that the income he has gained from ten years of cultivation may not be enough for his own body to squander." ”

At this point, the man gestured and said, "He's like a leaky pot that can't hold water, you know?"

Where would Chen Tao not understand now?

As for what Feng Qidao said with a smile then, "Of course, if you can't believe me, you can let your master try again, maybe in his opinion, he is a genius!", in Chen Tao's opinion, it was almost ridiculed.

Pinching the piece of paper and looking at the word "Ding" on the iron and silver hooks on it, he couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face - it seems that Liu Heng kept saying that it might be a misunderstanding, and he really didn't say it wrong.

Clepsydra?

That's really ...... A very vivid analogy!

Calm down!

1. I wrote a cool article.

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3. The level of storytelling is put aside, and my attitude is always very sincere, just to tell a good story.

The above is my explanation of the so-called "routines" and "waste wood" that everyone is hotly talking about.

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