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Chapter 273 The door of the eight orifices, the drum of talent

Chapter 273 The Gate of Eight Orifices, the Drum of Talent

Ji Zheng paused and sneered: "Why do you really treat yourself as a dog?"

"A person who can be a dog is of course willing to give up his face and open his mouth and bark and bite people."

His eyes swept over Chen Jie, then fell on Lin Feihong's face, and said coldly: "You can be your dog, but I would like to advise you that even if you are a dog, you should be a good dog. You must know when to hold your tail and don't bark at everyone, or you will be beaten to death sooner or later."

The people around him heard it clearly and saw it clearly. They were silent on the spot, and they all turned their eyes to Lin Feihong and the others. Dozens of gazes made them angry.

"You're a dog! A dead dog!" Chen Jie's face turned pale and he simply cursed in anger. Perhaps he was hit by Ji Zheng's words, and he lacked confidence even when he scolded him.

A hint of anger flashed in Lin Feihong's eyes, but his tone was faint: "Brother Chen, why bother to get angry?" He turned around and said: "Brother Ji, Brother Chen was kind enough to remind you to do what you can. It would be fine if you don't thank you, why should he treat his kindness as a wolf-hearted person!"

"I'm not saying this, right?" Ji Zheng spread his hands innocently and looked at Chen Jie: "Look, even Brother Lin said you are a dog."

Lin Feihong was almost blocked and couldn't breathe a sigh of relief. Chen Jie was poked at the most guilty part and was so angry that he smoked his orifices.

Anyone who is a little familiar with Lin Feihong knows that this young man is extremely reserved and never disdains to swear or fight with others to reduce his identity. In his mind, it is like a man in clean white clothes fighting with a person with mud all over his body. Even if he has a little contact, he will become dirty.

But probably because Ji Zheng pointed at the nose with a "dog" without hesitation, and with Ning Suche's emotions brought by ten sounds, Lin Feihong finally couldn't control his emotions. It was extremely rare to say fiercely at first sight: "The cultivator is a cultivator and will never be able to support him."

This statement was too wide, and before Ji Zheng felt anything, someone else was the first to glar at Qilin Feihong.

No one was wary of it, Ning Suche said quietly: "Lu Zhenye, Cao Tianluo... It seems that they are all casual cultivators!"

Everyone looked at each other, and someone said, "So, the king of martial arts was once a mud that could not be supported by the wall?"

"As a piece of mud, I suddenly became confident!"

Then it caused a loud laugh.

Although no one pointed at Lin Feihong specifically, the laughter said everything. Lin Feihong was furious and almost clenched his teeth. He said to Ji Zheng coldly: "Since Brother Ji looks down on eight or nine sounds and insists on getting a test score of more than ten sounds, I wish Brother Ji to win ten sounds first!"

"My Lin, I will watch here with everyone, waiting for Brother Ji's drums to ring ten times!"

Lin Feihong looked at Ji Zheng and said in a faint tone: "Brother Ji, don't let everyone down!"

Among the warriors around, there were many people who were gloating about the show, and they wanted to fight each other to the point of blood immediately, and immediately started to cheer: "Yes, Brother Ji, since you have said ten times, you should do it."

"Yes, yes, Brother Ji, if you want to do ten times, we will accept you and make you famous everywhere in the future. If you can't do it, then..."

"A man is a real man, so he will naturally promise a fortune. Brother Ji, please don't let everyone down..."

The sounds of people making excitement come one after another, and there was still a lot of noise. Even though they knew they were making excitement, they still created enough atmosphere and invisibly formed a lot of pressure. Ning Suche frowned and did not stretch out his eyebrows.

Ji Zheng sneered. In such a situation, if he couldn't do ten sounds, he might say something like "shaming" and "overestimating one's own abilities" and that if he didn't get his reputation well, he would be affected.

He bowed to everyone, and as he was about to enter the hall, Ning Suche suddenly shouted: "You asked before, what does the eleventh sound mean? I will tell you now..."

"The last person who knocked eleven times is called Lu Ran!"

Lu Ran!

Ji Zheng took a breath of cold air, his whole body was covered in cold air. Among young warriors, this name is definitely well-known. Because, Ji Zheng's generation has been listening to this person's deeds since the day he officially embarked on martial arts in his teens!

When Ji Zheng was twelve years old, Lu Ran was on the list of vigor for the first time in his life. He was shocking to kill the master of the nine orifices with the seventh level of enlightenment, so he was on the list. That year, Lu Ran was 17 years old!

Later, Lu Ran was at the top of the vitality list at the age of 18. During this period, he performed a peerless show of killing the powerful man of the true vein with his nine orifices. It is no exaggeration to say that Lu Ran was the well-deserved first genius at that time!

He dominated the list until he was nineteen years old, and Lu Ran entered the True Mai Realm in one fell swoop.

There have been many news and rumors about Lu Ran, but since Lu Ran achieved the True Mai Realm, news and deeds about him have gradually become less common, and he has hardly heard of his activities in the past one or two years.

Lu Ran is a stunning warrior, a genius among geniuses!

Ji Zheng tried hard to calm down. If even Lu Ran only made eleven sounds, it must be said that this talent drum would definitely be much harder than he thought.

"If you want to inherit the demon-suppressing heritage, you have to do your best!"

The hall is empty and has no good deeds. There are six gates at the bottom. Five of them have characters on them, which correspond to one to three orifices, four to six orifices, seven orifices, eight orifices and nine orifices!

A secret map is carved on one wall. In addition to the terrain, only locations 1 and 2 are marked.

"It's no need to say that the next test will definitely be at location 2." Ji Zheng shrugged and couldn't help but complain: "When I got the treasure map, I thought that the demon-suppressing heritage was in my hands, all of whom were going to cry to death. Those who had fought for the treasure map would probably have to collapse a lot."

"I don't know what I think when people from all walks of life came here and discovered that the advantages of the treasure map were gone. However, embarrassment was probably inevitable. If I had known that Cao Tianluo had published the secret map, why would each walk be a villain?"

Ji Zheng was so sad: "So, the one who cheated the most is this Senior Cao!"

Ji Zheng is now cultivating the eight orifices, so he should choose the eight orifices.

When I pushed the door open, I was surprised to find that the door was still alive.

After thinking about it, looking at the word "Eight Orifices" on the door, then using the eighth level of true energy to push the door, and the door opened with a loud bang. Standing in front of the door, Ji Zheng was surprised: "It really has corresponding requirements for cultivation. How did it do it?"

After entering the door, the door will automatically close.

The door is very empty, with a big drum, two drum sticks, and a small hourglass.

Ji Zheng stood still and adjusted his breathing slowly, adjusting his condition as much as possible, and then grabbed the drum stick. He felt that the drum stick was extremely heavy and was shaken by his body. He was shocked: "This drum stick is so heavy, what material is it made of? Huh... strange?"

When the true qi enters the drum stick, it suddenly becomes very obscure from smoothness and freedom, with many obstacles. It not only greatly delays the flow of the true qi, but also causes extremely shocking losses.

Ji Zheng clearly sensed that ten percent of the true energy that was moving was damaged, and at most only one or two percent left came to the other end of the drum stick.

Ji Zheng concentrated and sucked and sucked the drum stick containing the true energy, dong!
Chapter completed!
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