"Wang Meng, Zhang Xiaojiang, you two are so arrogant that you make everyone wait for you!"
Zhao Guang shouted, trying to hide the horror in his heart, how could these two people come back alive!
Everyone looked at the two people with strange eyes. These two people... really looked like beggars, covered in rags and filth.
Faced with the fierce shouting, Wang Meng smiled slightly, and Zhang Xiaojiang also held his head high, completely thinking that Zhao Guang had farted.
"Wang Meng, Zhang Xiaojiang, you two are so generous. How did you do the mission?"
Xu Huang laughed and said that he chose Wang Meng completely on a whim.
"Master, these two are not pretending to be embarrassed to gain sympathy," Zhao Guang said with a slight smile.
Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaojiang looked at each other. Damn it, this guy has such good looks in vain. It's such a waste if he doesn't act.
"Wang Meng, your mission is to cultivate spiritual fields. Complete the standard and double the number of weeds. Zhang Xiaojiang, your mission is to hunt tiger eagles. Complete the first level of the standard Hinayana Bow Yin Jue to pass."
Zhao Ya said, no one expects a disciple in the test stage to be able to complete it, and not many of the current third generation disciples can complete it.
Wang Meng and Zhang Xiaopang looked at each other with strange expressions. Hu Jing couldn't help but worry about what these two guys were up to.
"You two guys, hurry up, don't waste everyone's time, whether it's finished or not!"
Wang Bodang shouted.
Zhang Xiaopang trembled and said quickly: "Our situation and completion standards seem a bit..."
"Stop talking nonsense. Whether it is completed or not, if it is, it is, if it is not, it is not!"
Wang Bodang's voice really shook the whole hall.
"Four elders, these two are not only procrastinating, but also putting on airs. They are not suitable to be disciples of the temple at all!"
Zhao Guang said, and was immediately echoed by a group of people represented by Zhou Qian. This was Zhao Guang's signal.
A slightly evil smile appeared on the corner of Wang Meng's mouth. Hu Jing was a little panicked at first, but when she saw Wang Meng's expression, she felt certain for no reason. But this time Hu Jing was wrong. Wang Meng didn't mind these trivial matters at all.
"Four elders, my spiritual field cannot double the number of weeds in the spiritual field, because there is no grass left, and the spiritual field has been cultivated."
Wang Meng said.
Suddenly the noisy hall fell silent, followed by laughter, and even Xu Huang and others above couldn't help but laugh.
"Wang Meng, as a disciple of the Holy Temple, you must not deceive your master." Xu Huang also couldn't laugh or cry. This kid is really talking nonsense.
Wang Meng didn't say much, and took out the life grass from the Qiankun bag, "Master, this is the life grass in Lingtian. After I pulled it out, the grass in Lingtian will no longer grow."
The laughter from Zhou Qian and others was hard-hitting, and the corners of their mouths were twitching. Damn it!
Xu Huang and others were also stunned. Zhao Ya on the side nodded, "It is indeed a life grass. So, you have completely cultivated the spiritual field?"
"yes."
Wang Meng's voice sounded particularly empty in the hall. These third-generation disciples knew very well how annoying the weeds in the spiritual fields were, and they usually only let the disciples hoe the weeds when punishing them.
A strange smile appeared on Wan Jing's face, "Zhang Xiaojiang, what about you?"
The little fat man scratched his head, "Master, I don't know what level the Gong Yin Jue is, but I did catch a tiger eagle. After I caught this guy four or five times, he refused to leave.
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As he spoke, Zhang Xiaopang took out the unlucky tiger eagle.
The main hall became even quieter, and the fat man felt a little guilty. This guy was a little bigger than the others, and his color was a little weird... wasn't it?
Come on, look at the weird looks in other people's eyes... If I had known better, I wouldn't have had fun. Who said those who hang out with Tiger Eagle must be Tiger Eagle's.
Zhang Xiaopang glared at the pitiful Tiger Eagle King fiercely, muttering in his heart, if this guy wasn't the best, he would be stewed!
"How did you capture it alive?" Wan Jing tried to keep his voice as steady as possible.
"When the arrow is about to hit it, pull it, so that it hits it with the arrow body, and it is knocked down all at once. The first time it missed, the guy knocked himself unconscious. I thought it didn't count, so I let it go.
Start over."
Zhang Xiaopang gestured, and everyone's eyes became weirder. Zhou Qian had the urge to vomit blood. Is this guy a fool or a genius? He caught him and let him go. Damn it, this is the real Tiger Eagle King. He's crazy.
, really going crazy!
Wan Jing also had a smile on his face, "Okay, very good, you can pull it. It seems that your Hinayana Bow Yin Jue has reached the third level. You have passed the test. From today on, you are my direct disciple, Wan Jing."
The fat man stupidly carried the unlucky bird and pointed at himself with his chubby little finger, "Have I passed the test?"
"Idiot, Master Wan accepted you as a closed disciple, and you still don't thank me."
Hu Jing reminded, Zhang Xiaopang finally realized what he was doing and thanked him happily. He looked like a philistine, which made everyone speechless for a while. What's going on these days? Can such a person practice?
Not to mention, Zhang Xiaopang's casual style is completely opposite to Wan Jing's cold style.
The progress of Zhang Xiaopang's exercises cannot be concealed from others, and there is no fraud. However, there is a problem on Wang Meng's side.
With his level 2 strength, it is absolutely impossible to find him. Or is it just luck?
Thousands of weeds? Whoever believes in this luck is a **.
This was not only Xu Huang's doubt, but also everyone's doubt. At this time, Zhao Guang made a gesture, and Zhou Qian cowered and hid in the crowd.
How dare he provoke this fat man again? Damn it, a pheasant has turned into a phoenix, and a roasted salted fish can turn over. Things are different now. Judging from Elder Wan's expression, he obviously thinks highly of this fat man. If he provokes him again, wouldn't he?
I'm looking for trouble myself. I don't know how to calculate the account yet, and my back is already soaked.
"Wang Meng, you have also passed. There are a total of thirty-three people who have passed this time. From today on, you are a part of the Holy Church. You must be proud of the Holy Church and work hard to practice!" Xu Huang's voice said when Wang Meng said
A bit disappointed.
Zhao Ya waved her hand, and each of the thirty-three new disciples had a talisman and a holy order in their hands. This is the content of the new disciples' practice and the work they have to do in the next year.
Those who passed held the talisman and laughed happily, while the losers were lonely and hesitant. Some sat on the ground and cried on the spot...
As soon as the four elders left, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed. The three generations of disciples raised their heads and raised their chests to welcome the flattery of their new junior brothers and sisters.
Don't expect the four elders to teach you the exercises step by step. That's the kind of treatment only direct disciples can get, and it usually takes ten levels of life scars. Most disciples have to practice according to the exercises on their own. If they encounter any problems, they usually go to their senior brothers.
The senior sister asked for advice. If you can perform well in the competition a year later, you may be able to get guidance from the elders. Otherwise, you will have to cultivate for the rest of your life. Therefore, outstanding people among the three generations of disciples such as Zhao Guang have become the targets of the new disciples.