The last stroke of the portrayal was completed, Mo Ghost put away his spiritual power, and breathed a sigh of relief, this time the portrayal was exceptionally smooth, and it only took less than an hour.

Closing the formation of the futon, Mo Ghost stood up with the freshly baked array plate.

"Seniors. ”

The red-clothed senior took Mo Ghost's array plate, glanced at it, and then returned it to her, took off Mo Ghost's token, recorded the results, and handed it to a foundation building monk who was waiting next to him.

The monk was not the one he had before, he looked much younger.

The two of them left the room and continued to walk forward, and Mo Ghost glanced at the square where he was fighting, and there was even a puppet man next to him, and he was apprehensive.

Seeing that the monk in front of him had already entered the room, Mo Ghost hurriedly followed.

As soon as he stepped into this room, Mo Ghost immediately had a creepy feeling, and instinctively opened the spiritual power shield.

"The response was good. An easy-going monk stood in the room, holding the token of the Mo Ghost in his hand, and praised, "Now release the rejuvenation technique as quickly as possible." ”

The Rejuvenation Technique is a basic spell of the wood system, and it can be cultivated in the middle of Qi refining.

Mo Ghost used his spiritual power and continuously and quickly performed the rejuvenation technique. I don't know why, she obviously learns spells and swordsmanship quite quickly, but she always performs it in a decent way, and there is nothing eye-catching.

"Decent, alright, let's go to the next level. ”

Sure enough, Mo Ghost sighed.

But people have to know enough, she learns everything very quickly, and she always has to give others a way to live!

Mo Ghost followed the foundation building monk in front of him, and finally came to the square. More than a dozen rings have been set up here, and each ring has a Yuanying monk and a few foundation building monks, and there are several disciples waiting in front of the ring.

A ring with the smallest number of people was randomly chosen, and the Zhuji monk handed over the token of Mo Ghost Ghost, "This senior sister, you can meditate here to recover your spiritual power." ”

"Yes, thank you, brother. ”

Mo Ghost bowed and stood behind the person waiting in front, but this tall and mighty back was a little familiar?

"Brother Qin, don't be afraid!

Well?

Mo Ghost tilted his body to the left, and sure enough, he saw the little monk surnamed Baijing Qin who was blocked, and he was trembling violently at this moment. Mo Ghost, who was a little worried, was a little cured, but fortunately, he didn't look too vegetable when he compared himself.

Take out two Hui Qi Pills and eat them, silently refining the aura in your body, at this time, those who can meditate and cultivate are all big guys!

Hey, don't say it, there's a big guy!

Mo Ghost turned his head to the right and saw the genius girl of the Ice Spirit Root from before meditating as if no one was there. There was also a bald little monk next to her, who was also muttering with his eyes closed.

Is she too uncalm?

Glancing to the left again, two local tyrants wearing the best magic robes were stamping their feet anxiously, and a little girl was about to cry in a hurry.

Mo Ghost nodded, well, that's right!

Soon it was the turn of the white little monk in front, "Qin Yifan." The square face of the Yuanying monk in the ring was solemn, and he looked meticulous, adding a bit of tension.

The note hanging in the ring sounded again, counting this time, Mo Ghost had already heard it eight times, and he didn't know if this talisman still had spiritual power.

"The rules of the game, each disciple first fights against the puppet, and then against the foundation monk next to him, within a quarter of an hour of each battle, the opponent will be knocked out of the ring to win, and the score will be scored according to the battle situation. ”

This puppet is adjusted according to the cultivation of the opposing disciples, and they are all duels of the same level.

The little white monk named Qin Yifan came to the stage, but he was just ······ Just don't shake your legs.

Mo Ghost had already heard the disciples around him secretly laughing, and Qin Yifan on the stage was even more nervous after hearing it, and his face turned red now.

The puppet on the opposite side had already moved, and the speed was equivalent to the average of a monk, and the ring was not big in the first place, and it was soon close to the point. Qin Yifan pinched twice before releasing the fireball technique and threw it at the puppet, but he only resisted for a moment, and immediately rushed over again.

Qin Yifan's face turned pale, he used his spiritual power, and dodged to the side, and the puppet's blow shook the entire ground.

"Brother Qin, come on, beat him!"

Mo Ghost looked very small behind this Zhen Daoyou, looking at him like a cheerleader, I don't know where the enthusiasm came from?

"Yes, that's it!

On that stage, you are obviously being chased by a puppet, what are you rushing to! With this small body, you can't be beaten down when you rush up, you think it's all you!

However, looking at Zhen Daoyou, who is tall and tall, Mo Ghost still honestly didn't dare to squeak.

In the ring, Qin Yifan was constantly chased and beaten by the puppets, and his nervous spells couldn't be cast, and his hands were shaking all the time. Qin Yifan bit his mouth, this can't be done, calm down! If you can't even beat the puppet, you really have no chance!

"Cut! That's it, let's have a good time!" a boy who had already finished the fight sneered next to him.

"What are you talking about, my brother is very powerful!"

"Awesome? Where do you see it? Forgive my clumsiness, I can't see it!"

"I said you're looking for a fight, aren't you?"

Hey, no, the fire aura on this stage is not right! Mo Ghost bit his finger again.

Everyone felt the gathering of fire aura on the stage and turned their heads to look at the ring.

Qin Yifan pinched the magic decision while dodging, this gesture, wouldn't it? Mo Ghost pondered, is this a high-level spell Fire Tongue Technique? He looks smaller than Mo Ghost Ghost, could it be that he is already in the late stage of Qi refining?

Qin Yifan on the stage didn't think about it so much, he just wanted to use the most powerful move to defeat the puppet in front of him. A year ago, Qin Yifan advanced to the late stage of Qi refining and began to cultivate this Fire Tongue Technique, but now he was too nervous and tried several times but couldn't send it out.

The stern-faced Yuanying monk's face became even darker, and at some point there came another monk dressed casually and holding a wine jug next to him, who was the one he saw at the second level.

"Hey, I said why are you angry every day, look at you, you can kill flies with frowns!"

"What are you doing with me when you're not in your own realm?"

"I'm done with the assessment! Come and join in the fun, and see my little disciple who is free in the future. ”

"The future of Xiaoyao is like this, I'm afraid it's not over. The square-faced monk had a dark face.

"Eh, don't say that, the courage is a little smaller, the comprehension is still good, you can cultivate the fire tongue technique just after entering the late stage of qi refining, you see, this can't be done!"

In the ring, Qin Yifan's fire tongue technique was finally released, and the puppet was repelled outside the ring and was regarded as defeated. Before he could regain his aura, he heard the square-faced monk pointing at a foundation monk and continuing, "You, go up and fight him." ”

Mo Ghost noticed that this was actually the old monk she had seen before, although he suppressed his spiritual power to the Qi cultivation period, but the state and battle consciousness of these two people were not comparable, wasn't this a unilateral sanction?

Sure enough, Qin Yifan above was forced to fight back, obviously the foundation building monk was also using a low-level spell, but every blow was just right, without wasting a trace of spiritual power, and without a cup of tea, Qin Yifan was knocked back outside the ring.

"Hey, you're going to give someone two points!"

"If you can't perform the Fire Tongue Technique, you won't be given two points. The square-faced monk turned around and picked up the next token, "Zhen!"

"The disciple is here!"

It turns out that this brother's name is really good, and his name is good!

"Senior, the disciple has a lot of strength, I'm afraid that this puppet will be broken!"

"Heh, if you can break it today, I'll give you ten points. The square-faced monk raised an eyebrow, "Let's get started!"

As soon as the puppet entered the field, Zhen Hao ran his aura and rushed up, holding two big hammers in his hands, he was actually a physical cultivator!

No wonder you have the confidence to damage the puppet, the physical cultivation is almost invincible in the early stage of cultivation, the skin and flesh are the best defense, and the low-level small spells can't hurt at all, but the same drawbacks are also obvious, the later stage of physical cultivation is extremely difficult, and it needs a large number of heavenly and earthly treasures to assist. Among the high-level monks, the physical cultivation is even less than that of the Buddhist and Confucian cultivators.

Zhen Hao wielded two hammers, left and right, the strength of the puppet was not comparable to that at all!

"Good practice!" The square-faced monk finally showed a smile, "Zhao Qian, you come!"

"Yes, Zhenjun!"

Among the Tsukiji monks, a young man with a sword eyebrow came out, and he still had a sword in his hand, but it was an ordinary wooden sword.

"This senior brother is polite!" may be that he has not learned to salute, and his posture looks nondescript, which makes people laugh.

"Senior brother doesn't have to be polite, be careful!"

"Please give me advice. ”

Zhen Hao may be far from this senior brother, but it is also a rare opportunity to have the opportunity to learn from the disciple of the free, and Mo Ghost can see the spark in his eyes!

The hammer of physical cultivation has a bonus of strength, and every time it hits the ground, it seems that you can feel trembling. And that Senior Brother Zhao Qian was like a thousand pounds in four or two, obviously he didn't use any footwork, but he could always dodge it at the moment before the hammer came, and the wooden sword in his hand was extremely flexible, and from time to time Zhen Hao had to defend.

A quarter of an hour was quickly up, and the square-faced Yuanying Monk called a halt, Zhen Hao was already tired and out of breath, but that Senior Brother Zhao Qian was like no one!

"It's not bad, but it's not good to have brute strength! ”

Over there, Qin Yifan, a little monk of Baijing, helped him to the side and protected the Dharma for him, so that Zhen Hao could meditate and recover, and his physical cultivation could nourish his flesh and blood with aura.

"Mo ghost!"

"In!" Mo Ghost was clever and walked forward to the stage, "Senior." ”

"Let's get started!"

The puppet on the opposite side pounced directly, Mo Ghost took out a high-grade wood attribute flying sword, the monk just now gave her inspiration, this puppet is like a physical cultivator, it doesn't have spiritual intelligence, and it can be fought with a sword.

Although her swordsmanship is that she can't cultivate sword qi, she has practiced the Mo family's sword duels in one move and one style, and her foundation is very solid.

The puppet on the opposite side ran over and threw a punch, Mo Ghost threw out a sword flower, and the person flashed to the side, she couldn't beat this big guy out like Zhen Hao, but she could still push him off the edge of the ring. Mo Ghost's eyes flashed, pretending to be beaten back, this puppet has no intelligence, he only knows how to chase you.

Carefully control the distance from the ring, in case the puppet comes to the outside of the arena with a blow, it will be dumbfounded.

Mo Ghost retreated to the ring step by step, and when there were two steps left, he stopped, took a blow with his sword, turned around, came to the back side, and used the Mo family's sword duel to ride the wind and waves, one, two, three, in one go, split on the puppet's body, and retreated to the middle of the field, but the puppet also shook back two steps back, and just exited the ring.

As soon as they got out of the ring, the puppet lost its spiritual power and stopped moving.