The next day, when Zhang Qingjiu followed Master Yuanmu into the grand examination venue, a solemn and majestic atmosphere suddenly hit his face, making people involuntarily calm down and feeling a sense of sincerity and reverence from the bottom of their hearts.
feel.
There were many people in the main hall. Before Zhang Qingjiu and others arrived, everyone was sitting quietly meditating with their eyes lowered. When they heard the movement, they all raised their heads in unison:
"I've met the leader, I've met all the elders!"
Zhang Qingjiu could clearly see that the eyes of the monks below were full of excitement and expectation.
The whole process of the test is nothing more than a few things. The leader will say some encouraging words, then there will be a test, and finally there will be a competition. After the competition, the leader will come out and say a few words of encouragement, and that will be the end of the competition.
A huge event.
Zhang Qingjiu was not interested in what Yuan Mou would say, and she was even less interested in the test.
So as soon as I arrived at the main hall, I took a quick look and sat down in my seat, intending to close my eyes and rest.
After walking around yesterday, I had to spend the whole night reading the exercises. It took me a while to finally finish sewing the 990 beads on the wedding robe.
However, it also allowed her to confirm her level - part of the eighth-level spells. With her current level of energy generation, she can practice it.
But she never thought that not long after she closed her eyes, she heard Yuan Mou calling her name.
Zhang Qingjiu frowned and opened his eyes, "Senior Brother Leader, why are you calling me?"
As he spoke, Zhang Qingjiu propped up his chin with his arm. He was as lazy as a cat slumped on a chair, completely different from the elders sitting upright beside him.
Seeing her casual look, Yuan Mou flashed a hint of a smile in his bottomless eyes, "This is the first time for junior sister to participate in the grand test event. The ancestor has told me, just take a look and wait."
You have to teach him personally after he comes out of seclusion, and then you can take the test."
"Okay." Zhang Qingjiu nodded indifferently, whatever you say will be whatever it is.
Seeing that she agreed so readily and showed no shame at all as an elder but couldn't even pass the test, all the elders present had a secret look of contempt on their faces.
Zhang Qingjiu naturally didn't miss these expressions, but she didn't care what these people did or thought now. She was just waiting for the big test to be over and went back to get married.
She misses her dog man.
"Before today's big test, I have been ordered by the ancestor to explain one more important matter." Yuan Mou moved his eyes away from Zhang Qingjiu's face and looked down, "Since junior sister Ziqing has been closed down by the ancestor,
Disciple, from today on, her name will be of the same generation as mine."
With that said, Yuan Mou looked at Zhang Qingjiu again, "How about I call you Yuan Qing?"
"Okay." Zhang Qingjiu continued to nod.
Yuan Qing, Fang Qing, and Bian Qing are all acceptable.
Anyway, none of them are as good as her dog man’s bark of “Ajiu”.
Zhang Qingjiu didn't care, but the expressions on the faces of the elders under the leader's seat became wonderful.
Penglai has always been ranked based on seniority, so even though Zhang Qingjiu has become the leader's junior sister and disciple of the ancestor, as long as he is still a person of the "child" generation, others will know something about it.
But even the seniority in the name has been changed, and the meaning here...
One of the women even pinched her fingers, looked at Zhang Qingjiu deeply, showed a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and finally nodded downwards.
After announcing Zhang Qingjiu's name change, the real test began, and all the disciples who wanted to be tested came forward one by one.
Not surprisingly, Zichu reached the sixth level.
Seeing his excited look, Zhang Qingjiu curled up the corners of his lips.
What people didn't expect was that Zifeng actually reached the sixth level.
Only Zi Xu is still at level five.
But as soon as she came down, she looked at Zi Chu who was standing aside, with a bit of sarcasm in her eyes.
But it was no surprise that even if they failed to pass the sixth level test, the three of them still received applause from the crowd.
Listening to the cheers coming from below, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but yawn. She didn't know what was wrong. She had been very sleepy these two days, so she simply closed her eyes and waited for the next test.
Finish.
It was not until noon that the last person completed the morning test.
Listening to the hall that suddenly became noisy, Zhang Qingjiu slowly opened his eyes, with a bit of sadness in his eyes.
This test in Penglai is like a scientific examination. Some people are always happy and some are sad.
"Uncle Grandma." Taking advantage of the break, Zi Chu walked to Zhang Qingjiu's side. His eyes, which had been slightly dim the previous two days, were now shining brightly.
Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "Congratulations."
"Thank you so much for your kind words that day and your great help yesterday!" Zi Chu took a deep breath and saluted with cupped fists.
"That's also your own talent." Zhang Qingjiu waved his hand, looked at the two people not far behind him, and narrowed his eyes, "Are you going to take part in the competition this afternoon?"
Zichu was stunned for a moment, followed Zhang Qingjiu's gaze and looked back, took a deep breath, and his face suddenly became more fierce: "Yes!"
If they are so unruly, then let him tell them what rules are and what respect is!
Zhang Qingjiu raised the corners of his lips, there was a hint of a smile in his eyes, and said no more.
The feeling of being defeated by the one you love is not pleasant.
There were obviously more people in the afternoon test than in the morning.
Except for those who went out crying because they failed the test and couldn't bear the blow, almost half of the people in Penglai came - after all, watching others fight is welcome everywhere.
Zhang Qingjiu was leaning on the couch as usual, but his eyes were obviously more interested than in the morning.
Yuan Mou who was on the side smiled slightly, "Junior sister, do you think there will be any dark horse in today's competition?"
"Senior brother is joking. I don't know the white horse in this place, let alone the dark horse." Zhang Qingjiu glanced at him and hummed in her heart. She would not do such a thing.
"Junior sister, what you said is quite interesting." The expression on Yuan Mou's face was still that of a smile, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry. He turned around and waved his broad white sleeves: "In that case, let's get started.
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As soon as he gave the order, the scene instantly became lively!
Zhang Qingjiu looked at the venue that was gradually enveloped by a halo of light, and his eyes became more solemn. Is this the venue for the competition? It was formed by Yuan Mou's wave of his hand just now?
It seems that she...hasn't been able to do this technique yet.
Soon, the first group of contestants came on stage.
They were two teenagers, fighting very seriously, but no blood was shed and no harm was done with each move. It was obviously just a technical exchange and discussion between fellow sects.
In the end, it naturally ended in a draw.
The second group was composed of a man and a woman. As soon as the woman came up, she unleashed a big move. The man was obviously not ready yet, and one of his arms was broken off by the shock.
The scene suddenly became excited.
Zhang Qingjiu blinked his eyes, how much hatred and hatred is there? Isn't this a scene from the past when loving couples turned against each other?
She straightened up immediately. If she looked at this, she would be energetic!
only……
Blinking his eyes, Zhang Qingjiu turned to look at Yuan Mou, "Senior brother, do you have any melon seeds?"
Yuan Mou: "..."
"No, forget it." Zhang Qingjiu sighed and looked at the test venue again, just in time to see the woman placing the sword in her hand across the man's neck.
"Since you dare to betray me, I will destroy one of your arms today and make you lose face to satisfy the hatred in my heart!" The woman's cold voice echoed throughout the audience.
Zhang Qingjiu curled her lips and inexplicably thought of Chu Lan again. What would she do if a bitch man betrayed her?
After much thought, I can't think of a good solution.
Because she couldn't bear it.
The final contest naturally ended with the man kneeling down and admitting defeat and apologizing.
As they stepped down, the third group of contestants came on stage.
Zi Xu flew up, raised the silver sword in his hand, walked around the scene, and finally pointed at Zi Chu, "Senior Brother Zi Chu, please enlighten me!"