Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

After the second level of trials, the remaining number of trials is no more than 500 people.

This third level is the trial of formation for the little prince Chen Ming, which is bound to eliminate a large number of people.

Wanting to be the final member of the Squadron Squad, it feels more difficult than going to the West to get a scripture.

The disciples who had just entered the next round had no time to celebrate. They immediately meditated to regain their strength and entered the preparations for the final round of trials early.

"I didn't expect that the specifications of this Suppression Fair would be so high. I knew I should invite Elder out of the mountain."

"Yes, this level of selection is something that our generation can participate in. It's a waste of places. What a pity."

The disciples who have been eliminated all regretted that they lost the election.

"Everyone, the third level of trial is about to begin. Please be prepared for the War Practitioner." As soon as the hour of half-sticky incense arrived, Lin Wentian walked to the center of the stage to announce that the game would continue.

These contestants were not given another second of breathing opportunity.

If you are not so strict and punctual, how can I highlight the discipline of my Qingshan Sect?

Everyone immediately understood why this Hidden World Sect was able to be a disciple, and strict self-discipline must be the standard for the Qingshan Sect to carry out every matter. Otherwise, how could so many high-ranking and easy-going scholars have been cultivated.

Chen Ming walked down from a high position at this time, his whole body seemed to be immortal, enveloped by boundless clouds and mist.

After he entered the center of the trial platform, he sat in a comfortable armchair.

With a wave of his white sleeves, a huge square camphor wood table was placed in front of him. It was one foot long and wide. The table was empty and very smooth.

At this time, the younger brother looked from a distance, like a young scholar who was full of poems and books, as gentle as jade.

Many female sisters present even fell over and screamed that they shouldn't have.

Su Qingge felt tight after the scene. Brother Sure enough, no matter where he is, he is so popular.

Afterwards, Lin Wentian put a palm-sized gold-wire and copper-framed incense box. As for the middle of the camphor wood square table, a finger-long green incense was inserted on it.

"Ciao, there is a time limit for this formation trial? The requirements of the Green Mountain Sect are too high, right?"

"Tsk tsk, if the hidden world does not sound, Sect is a blockbuster. People usually have this kind of cultivation intensity. Isn't it possible to specially accommodate you?"

Many Sect disciples were frightened by this intense trial, and the Qingshan Sect was even more admired and subdued.

There is an inkstone beside the incense box, which is immersed in a lot of spirit liquid, and a bamboo pen holder is placed beside the inkstone with only a pen on it.

The little brother gently swiped his fingertips, and a little red suddenly appeared on the green incense. The green incense was ignited, and the red light flickered a few times, and a scent rose gradually. The taste was mellow and refreshing. It was especially comfortable to ask.

Suddenly, a line of words appeared on the table, stayed for a while, and gradually disappeared among the mahogany.

"Before the incense is exhausted, please complete the formation trial." Lin Wentian advertised the text on the table.

The War Practitioner, who passed the second round of testing, stepped onto the trial platform again. Although I am exhausted, but think of passing this

After one round, you can become a member of the Suppression Brigade, which is immediately full of strength.

Chen Ming picked up the bamboo pen and sketched in the void, and the mahogany table immediately flickered, starting from the middle, cyan lines suddenly spread.

The texture gradually spread, and then a complex circular formation was formed on the square camphor wooden table, about three-quarters the size of the table.

But obviously, this is an incomplete formation, with four blank spaces on the top, bottom, left, and right.

Here is the formation trial set for you by Junior Brother.

Not only the contestants, but also other sects and people from the Green Mountain Sect held their breath together, their eyes narrowed, slightly

Tensed.

After all, everyone in the same school knows that with the abilities of Junior Brother, any formation may come out for a few days and nights.

The previous compulsory frame is set so high, this will not be the end without a tester that can pass, right?

Then, this town demon meeting could simply be changed to the Qingshan Sect to make things difficult. If the Demon Squad cannot be selected by one person, then

Isn't it all Qingshanzong playing by himself?

There is no need to play there, you can just send the head away.

Qingshan Daoist, the fire in his eyes could almost ignite Lin Wentian's body.

The big brother sweats slightly on his forehead, so he can only look at the actual operation of the trial participants before deciding what to do next.

From the general structure of this formation, it can be distinguished that this is a formation used for sealing.

The key to completing the formation is to understand the function of this formation, and at the same time to be familiar with the common formations, so that we can quickly judge

The blank part is what is missing.

After about half a stick of incense, the examinee slowly began to try to break the formation.

Among them, there are some superb Sect formations. They lifted the pen, dipped the ink, and dropped the pen.

Water usually draws quickly on the table.

Then this seemingly easy formation actually examines the candidate's resilience and comprehensive literacy.

After many testers wrote the pen, the formation pattern on the table did not change in any way. Obviously, their filling was incorrect.

Seeing that the time limit was short, Lin Wentian decisively went to whisper to Chen Ming.

After Chen Ming understood his intention, he naturally lifted his pen to draw a stroke in the upper and lower left corners of the formation.

This reduces the difficulty of these applications War Practitioner a lot, and provides some ideas for making up the array.

At this time, some formation masters have followed Chen Ming's ideas and worked out some tricks.

After a stroke hits the ground, the formation on the table suddenly shines, igniting quickly from the center, just breathing, this formation just

Has burned out. On the camphor wooden table, an unfinished formation image that was as brand new as before appeared.

Everyone's slight relief, which shows that the solution of the person just now is correct. Someone has passed it.

So everyone raised their confidence and began to submit their own formation ideas.

After the time for a stick of incense, some testers are still biting their pens and meditating, even if they have already been eliminated, they have to figure out the structure of this formation.

After all the trials were over, at this time the candidates for the Suppression Brigade had been completely determined.

From the thoughts of the formation test, everyone recovered and discovered that after all the tests, only two hundred people were selected for the Suppression Team.

Everyone responded with warm applause to the disciples who passed the test on the stage.

From the look in their eyes, it can be seen that they yearn for the Suppression Team and are unwilling to their own strength.

But it can be considered convinced, after all, this is really based on strength. To blame, I can only blame myself for being lazy in my usual cultivation.

It is true that there is a mountain as high as one mountain, and this trial meeting of the Qingshan School is a bitter lesson for the disciples of the various factions who regard themselves highly.

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