"I'm coming. Jimo slowly walked into the arena and looked at the young man before, "I'm sorry, let my brother wait for a long time." ”

Someone in the crowd said, "He's Jimo, he's too arrogant." ”

"It turns out that it is just a vain name, and there is no one in such eyes, how can such a person become the Supreme Holy Son. "Someone's voice is very small, but it's still clear.

"Don't dare, you are the Supreme Holy Son, I should wait for you. The young man squinted at Jimo, his attitude was very arrogant, and he didn't take Jimo in his eyes at all.

Jimo smiled lightly, compared with those princes and saints of the top holy land, these ordinary holy land heirs have much less scheming, and their mood is also very different, "Then it begins." ”

He moved his gaze to the ten primordial stones in front of the young monk, the corners of his mouth raised, devouring the spirit devouring silkworm, and the dragon hunting technique improved a lot, these primordial stones were almost clear at a glance, ten primordial stones, among which there was only one high-grade primordial stone, the other nine, three white stones, and four waste stones.

These four waste stones are very peculiar, and one of them has an excellent appearance, even if it is a gambling stone gourmet, it is easy to be confused.

Ten rough stones, three are difficult to decide, no real ability can not be seen at all, a white stone, a waste stone, and one is the high-level rough stone, this high-level rough stone is not good on the surface, it is easy to be regarded as a waste stone.

Taking a 'spirit plate' from the arbiter's hand, Ji Mo quickly wrote down his judgment, this kind of spirit plate is made of the original heavenly mud of the best rough stone in a special way, which can isolate the investigation, the arbiter does not announce the results, and no one else can know what is written.

"Pretend. The young monk glanced at Jimo with a sneer on his face, but then withdrew his gaze and stared carefully at the ten primordial stones, trying to see the clues.

Jimo just glanced at it a few times, and then hurriedly wrote down his judgment, in the monk's opinion, he was just pretending, with Jimo's preliminary results, he was even a little worse than him, how could he judge the bottom of ten rough stones at a glance.

"This kid is really interesting, is it very strong, or does he not see it at all, so he has to write a random result. ”

"Brother Tai, you are so interesting, if he is really strong, how can the results in the preliminary round be inferior to you and me. A monk sneered and vetoed.

Ji Mo is silent, Duanmu Tuo obviously knows his preliminary results, but at this moment his results have a problem, if Duanmu Tuo has no problem, then the person standing behind the scenes, I am afraid it is not simple, it can affect the decision of a holy master.

There was only half an hour for each competition, and a tea time had passed at this moment, and the young monk had a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, he glanced at Jimo, who was calm and relaxed, took the 'spirit board' handed by the servant, and slowly wrote down his judgment.

"Very well, now announce the results of the two contestants. The arbiter held the tablet up, and a light appeared in his hand, and the judgment of the two men written on the tablet was projected in the air, like a curtain of light.

Jimo swept the judgment of the young monk and smiled faintly, the three most difficult to judge the original stones, the monk saw the clue of one of them, it was the waste stone, and the other two rough stones were all wrongly judged. As for the other rough stones, they were not far from his judgment.

"This Jimo does have some ability, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant, but unfortunately he is still too arrogant, the quality of that rough stone is too poor, how can he cut out a high-level Dao stone. A monk was startled at first, then pointed to the high-grade rough stone and stroked his beard to comment.

"Indeed, I think that stone is in good condition, and it may be able to cut out a high-level Dao stone. A monk pointed to the white stone and commented.

The young monk's expression was slightly condensed, and he glanced at Jimo fixedly, and his gaze slid to the three rough stones again, and his brows were locked.

Although this monk is not an onmyoji, but his ability is real, a little famous, at this moment he looked at the three original stones, and then looked at Jimo who was calm and relaxed, and he had no reason in his heart and no confidence.

"Cut stones. The arbiter walked over to the rough stones, waved his hand and rolled up a few rough stones, handing them to the stone solver.

In order to be fair and impartial in this kind of competition, all the stones must be solved by the stone calcifiers, and even the later the game, the higher the grade of the original stones, and there may be an exclusive onmyoji to solve the stones.

"Yes, the stone turned out to be exactly what I expected. As the rough stones were unraveled one by one, the surrounding cultivators expressed their opinions.

The young monk's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, slightly nervous, Jimo was always calm, he would not make a mistake in judging these rough stones at all, he always put his mind around.

He wondered whether someone was specifically going to deal with him, or if he was just implicated for some reason, his only enemy was the Gu family, but obviously the Gu family didn't have that much power.

"How is it possible, how can that rough stone cut out a high-level Dao stone, the quality of that rough stone is too poor, it shouldn't be cut out of the Dao stone. "A monk is incredible.

"The rough stone I fancy is actually only white stone. The other monk was also surprised, and the source of the surprise was the rough stone that Jimo had judged with just a glance.

The young monk pointed at Jimo and said in a loud voice, "No, he must have cheated, he must have known the answer in advance, otherwise how could he accurately judge all the original stones with just one glance." ”

"Are you doubting my impartiality?" the arbiter squinted at the young monk, his gaze falling on Jimo's back, his brow slowly furrowed.

"What's the matter, this kid's skills are obviously extraordinary, but how can his results in the preliminary round not be as good as mine. Another monk frowned.

"Master, where are you going now?" asked Hu Chi, looking at Jimo.

"The Ancient Stone Workshop of the Holy City. ”

Each monk has two events a day, in the morning and afternoon, a total of 20 battles, and then ranked by the number of victories, take out the top 1,000 people, and then compete among these 1,000 people, select 500 people, and 10 echelons select a total of 5,000 people to participate in the finals.

Jimo climbed the tall building alone, but he didn't see Taishang forgetful, "Mo Fei, she also saw the competition." ”

I didn't see Taishang forgetful, Jimo only returned, but saw the old man Yizifu standing downstairs, boarding an Accord with the old man, and the old man started to make tea.

"Senior, where did the Holy Maiden go down?"

"Xianhuang Mountain. Yi Zifu's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and he simply put the teacup on the table, got up and said, "The Holy Lord may come to the Holy City." ”

"Senior Ning will come to the Holy City?" Jimo's brows locked slightly, Ning Caiwei rarely left Xianhuang Mountain, this time she actually walked down Xianhuang Mountain abnormally, not to go to the Sinful Death Capital, but to come to the Holy City, "For what?"

"How can we know about the Lord? The old man shook his head, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and turned to look at Jimo Dao, "Your Highness has no foundation in the Holy Land, if something happens in the future, even the Holy Lord can't control it, you can leave as soon as you can." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Jimo asked, feeling that something big was about to happen.

The old man shook his head, sighed, and said, "The Holy Lord is far away in Xianhuang Mountain, and she has ignored affairs on the surface all these years, but in fact, she still can't let go of the inheritance of the previous Holy Lord, and she won't let anything happen." ”

Jimo frowned, he had heard some rumors that Yi Zhixuan, the acting saint lord of the Taishang Holy Land, almost spilled blood in the Divine Prefecture back then, and it was said that he had some relationship with the major Holy Land Imperial Dynasties, and the bond with the Ancient Emperor City was even deeper. It is rumored that after the events of that year, Ning Caiwei rebelled out of the Ancient Emperor City and killed seven thousand miles of blood, but Yi Zhixuan disappeared in Shenzhou since then, and many people thought that he had died from the events of that year.

Compared with other holy land dynasties, the history of the Taishang Holy Land is too short, it was still a small sect thousands of years ago, but that sect had a Yi Zhixuan, and in just a few decades after that, it surpassed the top holy land, and it was from the hands of the Yin and Yang family to snatch the right to hold the Pinshi Conference.

"Your Highness, rest assured, as long as the Holy Lord is still there, those storms will not be able to rise. The old man smiled comfortingly, but he couldn't erase the melancholy.

Leaving the ancient stone workshop, Jimo found Ye Xiuwen and others and continued to watch the game.

The ogre man was always watching the game, like an ordinary old man, who couldn't see his purpose at all, he was probably here for the last few rough stones.

After participating in the last game in the afternoon, everyone returned to the Noble Phantasm Pavilion, Jimo asked the old man for help, and wanted to completely unravel the humanoid strange stone obtained in the East Arena, the original stone was too heavy, and the avenue was so powerful that Jimo couldn't unravel it independently.

He asked the old man to suppress the evil spirit, took out half of the calcite knife, calmed down, and was about to dissolve the stone.

"This rough stone is very extraordinary, but unfortunately I can't see what grade of Dao stone it is. The old man looked at this rough stone, and a trace of surprise flashed in his dim eyes.

"Brother Mo, if you solve this rough stone now, I'm afraid it will delay your game tomorrow. ”

"It's okay, a few days before the game, there won't be too strong opponents, I can handle it. Jimo knew that even if there was an ogre suppression, he would definitely be counterattacked if he unlocked this rough stone, and Duanmu Tuo said at that time that this stone did not have the strength of the Holy Master, so it could not be unraveled by itself.

The top rough stones are very rare, and the entire stone conference is only twenty or thirty at most, which is not known how long the major holy land dynasties have accumulated, and they are taken out at one time, and in general, each top holy land can only take out a few pieces.

For example, the 'Dragon Blood' and 'Wannian Zhi' that were once predicted to appear are just top-grade rough stones, but that kind of rough stone may be more difficult to solve than this humanoid strange stone, and the value is even higher.

At the level of the top rough stone, the value of the rough stone is based on the preciousness of the spirit it contains and the difficulty of unlocking the rough stone.

Jimo slowly opened his eyes, and rarely began to sacrifice the knife, this piece of rough stone was really extraordinary, he had to be cautious.

"Boy, you just need to unravel the surface of the original heavenly mud, which can reveal the corner of Lingxiu, let me see the trend of Lingxiu, and I can help you unravel the rest of it. The old man spoke cautiously.

Once the spirit show in the rough stone is unraveled, that kind of backlash will increase a hundredfold, and the ink may not be able to withstand it, and it is not uncommon for the original stone to kill people.

"Understood. Jimo nodded, breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his knife, and faintly looked at the humanoid strange stone, a vague killing machine from the original stone.

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