The feeling of both bright and bright He Shengyu!

"What a pervert!" countless contestants could only scold with tears in their hearts, and quickly devoted their minds to the research problem. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Lin sat cross-legged, indifferently ignoring everyone, sitting on the ground and began to breathe and breathe, looking peaceful and calm. It is in stark contrast to the scene of the contestants racking their brains, trembling hands to draw talismans, and countless sweats falling!

It undoubtedly shows that Wang Lin's rune realm is not at the same level as others at all, and he is too much beyond others.

On the viewing platform, many Fudaomen disciples pointed at Wang Lin and pointed, and the discussion began one after another.

"What is the origin of that disciple? The realm of Fu Dao is so high, the title of genius is obviously no longer suitable for him, it can really be called a pervert!"

And a group of female cultivators of the Fu Dao Sect pointed at Wang Lin with peach blossom faces, and said quite nymphomaniacly: "This disciple is really handsome, I must get to know him later." Well, he must be my junior brother, isn't it natural for my senior sister to see my junior brother?"

The female disciples around him snorted one after another, saying that the female disciple was shameless. But I saw that the disciple was still looking like a nymphomaniac, holding his face and looking at Wang Lin's figure, his eyes were starry.

"Phew, who said that he is your junior brother? If he is accepted as a disciple by Qingxuanzi Master, then it is your uncle, do you still want to have an uncle and nephew?" Many women around him made fun of the girl Xiu.

However, getting out the formidable weapon of uncle and nephew love did not make the nymphomaniac nun look any fear. Sure enough, the woman who committed the nymphomaniac was the most powerful, the female cultivator ignored the jokes of the senior sisters and sisters around her, snorted arrogantly, held her head high, like a proud white swan, and snorted: "I don't care if he will worship the ancestor of Qingxuanzi, I started earlier than him, according to the order of entry, I am his senior sister, he is my junior brother!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and sure enough, the woman was extremely strong in combat, and a group of female cultivators chirped crookedly and said that she was alone! However, everyone was careful, that junior brother was so good, he must not be robbed by others!

They also have to intervene, no, it should be said that they are intervening!

"Well, junior brother, I kiss my junior brother, senior sister is here!" all the girls pretended to be extremely tempting, and said in a commotion.

"Hmm~~!"

This time, it was the turn of the previous female cultivator to be dumbfounded, she didn't expect that her senior sisters and sisters would be so bold to fight with herself. Looking at a few senior sisters and younger sisters, their appearance is even higher than their own, and their temptation ability is several times stronger than their own.

The female cultivator instantly felt a sense of crisis, and hurriedly threatened loudly: "The little junior brother is mine, you can't rob it!"

"Who said that the little junior brother is yours? the little junior brother belongs to all of us! hehehehe...!" Many female cultivators laughed loudly, laughing with flowers, and a variety of beautiful voices came in.

The male disciples on the side looked sideways, and everyone was eager to join in the fight of the group of female cultivators.

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"Do you need to compare the first place in this competition? According to the senior sister, that disciple is the first to deserve!" The elder surnamed Ling on the rostrum looked at Wang Lin standing out from the crowd, standing out from the crowd, proud of all the contestants, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, she didn't expect to see such a peerless person in this life!

Looking at the scenery, the elder surnamed Ling sighed slightly, some people are born with an extraordinary destiny, and they are attracted the attention of tens of thousands of people wherever they go, just like the young man in green shirt in front of him, who is better than anyone else. When the competitors in the same period are still thinking hard and frowning about the problem. He sat cross-legged with a calm face, breathing out.

It only took an hour to solve all the questions of the competition!

Although these three questions are not very difficult, they are set by the elders of the Fu Dao Sect based on experience and common sense. Anyone who can complete these three questions within the specified time can be regarded as a good disciple. He can already become an official disciple of his Fu Dao Sect!

However, like this young man in green shirts, his performance is so good, and he is so extraordinary, no matter what aspect he thinks, the elder surnamed Ling feels that the first place in this competition is none other than this young man in green shirts!

"Don't worry, the competition still needs to be compared, the next level will be set by Qing Mou, Qing Mou wants to see if this disciple is a piece of beautiful jade!" Qing Xuanzi frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, listening to the words of the elder surnamed Ling, he suddenly shook his head and said.

Seeing Qing Xuanzi say this, the elder surnamed Ling, who had always looked at Qing Xuanzi's horse, didn't say anything, leaned down slightly and said, "Listen to Senior Brother Qing Xuanzi's orders!"

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, the elder surnamed Ling's chest showed a greasy white, and the waves were turbulent, which made Qing Xuanzi suddenly put his face aside, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Hurriedly looked at the full number of contestants, but did not see a trace of cunning in the eyes of the elder surnamed Ling.

"It's three hours!"

The white-bearded elder who was the presiding officer suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the contestants immediately caused an uproar, and they all shouted whether they were mistaken, but more people looked dead and gray, as if they were waiting for the death sentence.

Elder Whitebeard stepped off the stage and looked from Table No. 1.

"One... But!" the participating cultivator at table No. 1 lowered his head with a dead face, his eyes gloomy.

"Number two. But!"

"But!" "But!" "But!"

Elder Whitebeard walked all the way, but his voice was as ruthless as the cold wind of winter, and there were more than four thousand people in front, almost eight or nine out of tenth, but only one or two out of ten were so few.

Wherever Elder Whitebeard passed, there was a flood of mourning.

In the end, Elder Whitebeard came to Wang Lin's table, Wang Lin slowly opened his eyes, his face was flat, and he nodded lightly at Elder Whitebeard, waiting for Elder Whitebeard's referee.

Looking at the three works on Wang Lin's table, especially the fruitful and vigorous spiritual rice that was seven or eight inches high, Elder Whitebeard swallowed his saliva, coughed dryly, took a deep breath, and said in an extremely uncalm tone.

"Four thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight, monks of the Southern Kingdoms, Wang Lin, pass!"

"Over!"

A word made even Wang Lin, who was already calm in his heart, couldn't help but stir up a trace of ripples, and there was some excitement in his heart. A word means that he can get the rune from the rune door, and he can plant the rune!

Once the talisman is planted, that's when he soars into the sky and rises!