: A shameless word

The words left by Cao Tianluo on the stone tablet clearly express one meaning:

Whoever can pass the four tests and tests can be able to obtain all the inheritance of Lu Zhenye!

Whether you are a poor family or a powerful family, a sect, or a sect, you may be a talented, rooted, enlightened, determined and persevered person, even if you are lucky, may receive the inheritance of the demon-suppressing tradition!

All young warriors have equal opportunities, and everyone will start from the main hall!

So, go and try it out enthusiastically. Maybe you will be the one who gets the demon-suppressing heritage.

If you fail the test, it doesn't matter. Because Cao Tianluo left treasures, weapons, pills, etc. in various places in the secret realm, allowing the younger generations who enter the secret realm to explore and search at will, so that people will not return empty-handed...

The words on the stone tablet made Ji Zheng feel overwhelmed: "The hall is the first place to test and test... and it is also the number one place marked as 'one' on the treasure map of Jingshan."

Well, it seems that the locations marked "one, two, three, and four" respectively are probably the locations of four tests.

After calming down, Ji Zheng nodded thoughtfully and turned to the heavy fog to find Ning Suche: "Miss Ning, I have a question to ask..."

Lin Feihong was chatting with Ning Suche, and Ning Suche suddenly took a few steps towards Ji Zheng. Lin Feihong, who felt that he was close to each other, turned slightly dark. A young man with a strong aura next to him noticed it and said in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, who is this person?"

"Who knows where the wild boy came out?" Lin Feihong snorted coldly.

The young man in good costume immediately understood: "Young Master Lin, don't worry, I promise that Miss Ning will not be deceived by some despicable people."

A little further away, Ji Zheng simply asked Ning Suche for advice. She raised her eyebrows and looked surprised: "Don't you know? How did you come here?"

Ning Suche is a very heroic person. He told Ji Zheng in a few words. It was actually very simple. She saw a stone tablet, and the patterns and words on it clearly pointed out the direction and approximate location of the location No. 1.

For the same stone tablet or scroll, there is a piece of the Medicine Garden and a picture of the Spirit Plantation... There seems to be such a stone tablet or scroll in the buildings in the secret realm. Everyone who comes here comes according to the text and patterns above.

Stone tablet? Painting scroll?

Ji Zheng was so ridiculous that he was so ridiculous that he had this thing, so why did he have to treasure pictures?

It’s not just him, but many people feel uncomfortable when they come here. You know, many people have fought for a treasure map outside, but when they come in, they see... Haha, there are stone tablets and scrolls to guide the way, and whether there is a treasure map seems to be less important.

Ji Zheng seemed to see that Cao Tianluo, the martial arts king, smiled and joked with a smile, and teased countless younger generations in later generations beautifully.

Fortunately, the stone tablets and scrolls only marked and guided the direction and location of the No. 1 location, and there is no location of the No. 234 location, which is somewhat of a comfort.

When asked about the test, Ning Suche smiled mysteriously: "Play the drum!"

“Play the drum?”

"Yes, it's just a drum." Lin Feihong came over and interrupted, glanced at Ji Zheng and said lightly: "Many ordinary warriors have never heard of it, because it is a test method that only powerful sects have."

Ji Zheng didn't hear the belittlement in his words at all, but instead asked curiously. Lin Feihong cursed stupidly and said, "When you get to know the first, second and third levels, the root and bone talent is easy to test. When your cultivation is strong, you need other special testing methods. Beating the talent drum is just one of them..."

"The drums and sticks are made of rare materials, which are quite expensive and rare. Not to mention civilian cultivators, even ordinary powerful families cannot afford them."

The sound of drums suddenly echoed, which echoed Lin Feihong's words: "Five sounds are mediocre; six sounds are not bad. It is not until seven sounds that they can be called excellent."

"Baoxiang is a well-deserved genius!"

Lin Feihong glanced at Ji Zheng lightly, with a hint of hidden mockery: "What I said is not the kind of 'genius' that some people call themselves and are praised, but the real genius, at least the genius from a state!"

"If anyone can make nine sounds, it's no problem to enter the vitality list."

Ji Zheng asked: "Where are the ten sounds?"

"Ten rings?"

Lin Feihong's eyes were as if a smart man was looking at a fool, and his expression was clearly "Whether nine sounds or ten sounds are there, what does it have to do with you?" He shook his head indifferently and ignored it. When Ji Zheng did not exist, he turned to Ning Suche and said, "Miss Ning, I will go to the palace to test first."

As soon as Ji Zheng came, he felt Lin Feihong's hostility. He just couldn't quite hear Lin Feihong's gentleness and gentleness, plus his implicit insinuity. At this time, seeing Lin Feihong's unfriendly attitude, Ji Zheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and face Ning Suche: "You are very familiar?"

"I'm not familiar with it. He helped me a favor yesterday." Ning Suche changed his tone: "It's difficult to make ten sounds."

"How difficult?" Ji Zheng asked.

Ning Suche said seriously: "Of courses of the top five, at most two or three people can do it."

"If someone beats ten sounds, I believe that he is probably qualified and talented to join any sect." She suddenly smiled sweetly: "In fact, it is extremely rare to hit nine sounds."

Ji Zheng's eyes lit up. I wonder if Tianlan Sect has the method of playing drums. If there is one, and it can make nine or ten sounds, it is no problem to join Tianlan Sect? If you join Tianlan Sect, you must see Miss Xiu often.

It's simply too beautiful.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly sneered: "Miss Ning is right. You should not think too much. Nine or ten sounds have nothing to do with you."

The speaker was the young man in costume who had been beside Lin Feihong. He relied on his tall figure and mocked him with a condescending face: "Do you know what the nine sounds represent? Do you guess how difficult it is to eight sounds? Don't be unrealistic, don't even have the ability to have seven sounds."

Ning Suche frowned and introduced: "This is Chen Jie from the Tianning Martial Arts Hall in Changzhou. He was with Brother Lin, and he just made eight sounds." The second half of the sentence slightly heaviered his tone.

Ji Zheng pursed his lips: "If I knock seven times, will you not be able to survive?"

"What are you so bad... you can't survive!" Chen Jie thought of Ning Suche as soon as he spoke dirty words.

Ji Zheng suddenly changed his expression and shouted loudly: "Since I can't survive, what do I have to do with you after a few sounds!"

Chen Jie was really shocked and sneered: "I just can't stand people like you who speak shamelessly in front of Miss Ning..."

"I believe him!" Ning Suche interrupted forcibly.

Chen Jie was choked in an instant and couldn't breathe!

Chen Jie felt that he was fooled by Ji Zheng and Ning Suche, so he threw the face he handed over to the ground, and then joined forces to stomp it hard!

Just as he was furious and was about to erupt on the spot, the drums shook out from the hall.

"Dong, dun, dun..."
Chapter completed!