Supreme Merit Cultivation System

The primary election eliminated about half of the candidates. This is roughly the same as in previous years. These people are the most unlucky because they got nothing and their trip was in vain.

The re-selection is different. If you are lucky enough, you can get some benefits. I heard that some people even directly obtained the source of spells in this level.

In the annual re-election, about 90% of the participants will be eliminated. This elimination ratio can be said to be extremely high. Even in some years, it is not impossible that all the participants will be eliminated directly in the re-election stage. In such years, either

The re-election is too difficult, or the qualifications of the descendants of the royal family are really not very good.

Only after passing the check-selection can you reach the real meat-eating part of the Holy Mountain Festival. As long as you can get something in the subsequent parts, it won't be too bad.

A loud voice sounded again: "Everyone is here, the selection is officially open! This round of forbidden spells, I can't help but divine consciousness!"

As soon as the voice fell, the hall disappeared in an instant. Amidst the sound of wheels grinding slowly, everyone appeared on an official road. Each person rode a carriage, and there was only one horse pulling the carriage, and there was no driver.

The structure of the carriage is extremely simple and relatively narrow. The carriage window has no curtains and is a small window about a foot square. Outside the window, there is endless farmland, and the leaves of various grains are yellow and heavy, which is the scene of a good harvest.

The sky is blue, with scattered clouds floating in the sky. The sun is high in the sky, white but not very hot. It can be said that the sky is high, the clouds are light, and the autumn air is crisp.

As the horse galloped, a loud voice sounded: "Everyone has only one chance to get off the car. If the target found is false, he will escape. If the target found is real, he will enter the next level. If he gets nothing from this trip, he will escape."

It was completely silent among the hundreds of carriages. Only the sound of horse hoofbeats could be heard, a monotonous sound in my ears.

After running for half an hour, the convoy has entered a small village. All the horses pulling the cart stopped at the same time, as if they were under a restraining spell.

The loud voice came out again to explain: "In every village, the motorcade will stop for a quarter of an hour."

There was a peaceful scene in the village. Maybe there was some kind of festival going on, and adults and children took to the streets, laughing and laughing.

Some children even curiously came to a certain carriage and looked inside through the window, their eyes full of curiosity. It was both real and illusory. Just looking at this kind of interaction, the fantasy here was better than Shen Entu.

It's too powerful when used.

Li Mo looked at the changes outside with astonishment and tried to use his magic power. As expected, he couldn't sense any magic power in his body. But his spiritual consciousness was indeed unimpeded.

Suddenly I saw a Taoist walking slowly from the back of the motorcade. This Taoist's eyes were like lightning, he was walking like a dragon and a tiger, and he was very imposing. He pointed his hand, and the clouds under his feet were spontaneously generated, and his body shape was ever-changing in the clouds. Sometimes he would turn into wild beasts and birds.

.Sometimes it turns into a fish swimming in a big tree.

When they passed by the thirtieth carriage, the people in the carriage finally couldn't help but jumped out and shouted: "I want it!"

While shouting, he reached out to grab the hem of the Taoist's robe, but missed. The candidate reluctantly touched the Taoist's body a few more times, but his fingers seemed to cut through the air and couldn't catch anything. Next

In an instant, the Taoist disappeared together with him.

This...should be a failure? Everyone in the car opened their mouths.

Not a moment later, another group of soldiers came running from behind the convoy. It looked like they were marching in a hurry, stepping on the ground with neat steps. The small village seemed to be moving rhythmically.

Everyone in the carriage stopped breathing and stared at the group of soldiers.

"I want it!"

One person jumped out of the carriage and grabbed the captain of the soldier. However, he missed the opportunity and disappeared.

The second man jumped out immediately, but he hugged the strongest one among the soldiers. In the end, his hug was empty and he disappeared.

Li Mo looked a little nervous and couldn't help but hold his breath. At a moment, he suddenly stopped his eyes on a certain soldier...

If it is fake, it cannot be true. If it is true, it cannot be fake. At the beginning, the Taoist priest played many tricks, but in fact it looked empty and unreal.

Although one of the soldiers in this team was running dull and silent like others, there was a sense of harmony from head to toe. This feeling was mysterious and mysterious and could not be explained. For someone with such a keen eye like Li Mo,

In an instant, it could even be seen that the armored man must have been transformed by a spiritual practice that was of some value.

Even if you don't have his eyesight, those with keen spiritual senses will definitely be able to realize the slightest difference. The monks undoubtedly have an advantage here. Mortals... can only try their luck or test their natural sensitivity and eyesight.

When the queue of soldiers reached more than fifty carriages, one of the monks jumped out and hugged the soldier who was paying close attention to Li Mo.

The armor broke into pieces and turned into a jade slip, which fell into the hands of the monk. He was overjoyed and grinned: "I passed the re-election, haha!"

As soon as he laughed twice, his figure disappeared, probably heading to the next level.

As the soldiers' queue passed by, another acrobatic team passed by. Li Mo discovered from among them that a certain person should be transformed by a certain body method. That person was also knocked down by a monk in the motorcade and turned into a jade slip. The monk caught the jade slip

Just laugh and disappear like the first person.

After a quarter of an hour passed, after the team restarted, there were already thirty people missing. Of these thirty people, only two passed the re-election.

Some of the remaining people were anxious, some were regretful, some were resentful, and some were dull. Li Mo leaned on the carriage and stared blankly at Lin Hai who suddenly appeared outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

A quarter of an hour later, the convoy arrived at a more prosperous town. This small town in the forest should have logging as its main industry. The place where the carriage stopped was a large logging factory in the town.

There are hundreds of workers working hard and sweating profusely.

A large number of workers tied up the big tree with several people hugging it with ropes and dragged it into the factory while shouting slogans. The ropes were deeply cut into the shoulders of the men.

After the big tree was dragged to a fixed position, many workers came forward with axes and cut off the branches of the tree with sharp steel axes.

After the big tree turned into a bare trunk, many people worked together to lift it onto the workbench. Only then did a master skilled in sawing appear and saw the thick trunk into thin boards. After that, there were planers, carpenters,

Painters and other different types of workers came forward to work, and end products such as tables and chairs gradually took shape in front of the fleet.

This time the people in the motorcade watched longer, and when the quarter hour was almost up, some people got out of the car nervously. Some chose the tree puller, some sawed the wood, and others chose the wood planer.

Not far from Li Mo's car, there happened to be a painter who was painting a newly made set of tables and chairs. Every move he made was very rhythmic, like the hoofs of a galloping horse.

Occasionally, this person would shake his head. His long hair was fluttering, and he looked like a horse standing in the wind, with its head raised as it pleased.

This person... should be transformed from the "Horse Way" in the King of Beasts Fist. It is only tangible and boneless, so it should not be a real person. Li Mo gritted his teeth, his eyes not only locked on this person, but also many "essences" in the field

See all targets.

He found that the skills in this small town were obviously better than those in the first small village. So, is it understandable that the skills in the next stop are better?

While he was frowning in thought, he saw in the carriage behind him that the second-placed monk who had passed the preliminary round glanced at him nervously, and then looked at the painter with burning eyes.

Li Mo smiled and nodded, and the man jumped out of the carriage with great joy, grabbed the painter and turned him into a jade slip, and then disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Li Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly. Father Jin might have thought about this day tens of thousands of years ago. The so-called descendants of the royal family might also live in extremely miserable circumstances. A low-quality "The Way of the Horse"

》, which may also make the descendants of his bloodline beam with joy!

A quarter of an hour later, only forty carriages were left and set off again. In the wooden town, there were five people who had obtained the jade slips of the martial arts that passed the test. But Li Mo did not make his own choice...

ps: I went to bed too late last night and just woke up... (To be continued...)