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"Not bad!" Song Xuan's eyes turned cold and he clenched his teeth.

"Master's name is Tianyin?" Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

I have read all the books in the Qingyuan Empire Famous Master Hall, and I already know very clearly about this kind of competition.

A normal teacher's teaching is to find a certain number of practitioners, give them lessons within a limited time, and test the affinity. The higher the degree, the better the results.

The name of the teacher is Tianyin. The principle is not much different, but it just uses a prop called Tianyin pen!

The Tianyin pen is neither a holy weapon nor a spiritual weapon, but a special magic weapon that has been influenced by the thoughts of famous teachers. It can recognize the language of famous teachers. Once it conforms to the profound meaning of the great road and introduces new ideas, it will automatically interpret all the mysteries described.

Record it.

Other cultivators, observing the words recorded by it, can also have the effect of listening to the teacher's instructions in person, thus accelerating their cultivation.

Of course, after this kind of viewing, the writing will disappear completely.

There are two reasons why this is the most difficult competition among Shiyan Tianzhi.

First, the Tianyin pen has cultivated the thoughts of famous teachers, and the ordinary teacher's words and teachings have become commonplace for it. If you want it to be activated, the knowledge it teaches must be original and unique.

Second, it consumes a lot of mental state, far more than giving lessons to a famous teacher. Under normal circumstances, asking him to write a word can consume one mental level of the famous teacher.

Therefore, these two points alone have troubled many famous teachers. Many seven-star peak masters, after a class, Tianyin cannot move his pen. Even quasi-eight-star masters, ten words are the limit, and almost no one can break it.

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"Master Tianyin, every time you perform it, it will cause great damage to your mood. Are you sure you want to try this?"

Hearing that the competition was about this, Yao Mantian looked unhappy and let the Tianyin pen write automatically, which was extremely draining on his mental state. If he was not careful, his mental state might collapse and his years of cultivation would be ruined. Therefore, this kind of

The competition is not only difficult, but also more dangerous.

"Yes!" Song Xuan's eyes were firm.

"This..." After a pause, Yao Mantian looked at Zhang Xuan: "Master Zhang, what do you think? If you find it too difficult, you can refuse!"

After saying that, send the message quietly.

"Song Xuan has studied Tianyin specifically, and has achieved good results in the 'Bazi'. You have never touched the Tianyin pen. If you really can't do it, just refuse it and try another method of competition!"

When it comes to moving the Tianyin pen, almost no one can succeed if they have never tried it and don't know the rules.

Song Xuan dared to challenge because Qian Chong Empire owned the Tianyin pen and had achieved good results in the "eight characters".

The cross is the limit of a quasi-eight-star master. If you can reach the eight-character mark, you will definitely be one of the best even in the Qianchong Empire.

It can be said that challenging this is very beneficial to him, but it is more difficult for Master Zhang.

"No, just this!"

Knowing that the other party meant well, he nodded and expressed his gratitude. Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.

The teacher's name is Tianyin. Although I have never been exposed to it, it shouldn't be too difficult.

"All right!"

Seeing that he agreed with a nonchalant expression on his face, Yao Mantian shook his head, flipped his wrist, and a golden brush appeared in front of everyone, floating quietly in the air.

The pen is more than a foot long, with no ink on the surface, and the spiritual consciousness sweeps over it, giving people the unique aura of a famous teacher, creating a slight sense of oppression.

"This is the Tianyin pen. Which of you comes first?"

With a flick of the finger, the brush floated quietly between the two of them, motionless.

"Since Master Song proposed the content of the competition, let him start it!"

Zhang Xuan looked humble.

He had read records of Shi Zi Tianyin's competition method, but had never tried it in person. The specific rules were not clear. Let the other party come first so that he could observe and make a judgment in advance.

"good!"

Without refusing, Song Xuan came forward in two steps, raised his eyebrows and moved his mouth.

There was no sound, but the sound was transmitted by the true energy.

"Using sound transmission, Shiyan Tianshou can hit harder without wasting too much...it is easier to make the Tianyin pen move..."

Afraid that Zhang Xuan wouldn't understand, Yao Mantian quietly transmitted the message.

Zhang Xuan nodded.

Teaching to one person and teaching to a group of people are two different concepts.

Just like after-school tutoring, the tutoring effect will be better if the teacher is one-on-one. If one-to-many tutors cannot take care of each other, the effect will be poor.

The sound is transmitted to the past and is targeted, avoiding the dispersion of power and making it more powerful.

Opening and closing his mouth, Song Xuan kept talking, and soon, sweat broke out on his head.

However, the brush in front of him was motionless, as if it was nailed in the air.

Zhang Xuan's spiritual consciousness spread, and he felt that Master Song was accompanying him in teaching, and his state of mind dropped rapidly.

call!

I don't know how long it took, but the brush that had been so steady suddenly shook, then turned slightly, and a big character appeared in the air.

Book from the void!

It is neither a familiar text, nor one from the Alien Spirit Tribe or the Orc Tribe, but a font I have never seen before. Although I don’t know what it is, but just by looking at it, I seem to be able to understand the meaning.

The true energy will beat accordingly, and you can practice according to the other person's way.

"You can learn by scanning it with your spiritual consciousness. However, as long as you scan it once, the handwriting will disappear..."

Yao Mantian continued to transmit the message.

Tianyin, the name of the teacher, is a kind of divine instruction from the teacher. It can make people automatically circulate their true energy. As long as their spiritual consciousness comes into contact, they can practice uncontrollably. However... this thing is a one-time use. No matter how magical the technique is,

It can only be read once by one person.

It can be said that this thing is the stored instructions from the teacher, which can be carried with you or even given as a gift.

Because of this, it is very precious. Basically, it has a price but no market, and you cannot even buy it.

The first word appeared, and more and more cold sweat appeared on Song Xuan's head, and then the second, third, and fourth words appeared...

As the number of words increases, my face becomes paler and paler, as if I have overdrafted my mood.

The state of mind of a quasi-eight-star master teacher is above 23. With so many scales, it is impossible to consume them all at once. If you really do this, it will cause the mind to collapse and give birth to countless inner demons, which will be difficult to control.

Under normal circumstances, if it reaches below 15, it will be dangerous.

The Eye of Understanding was running, and Zhang Xuan observed carefully. There were more and more fonts accompanying it. Song Xuan's body in front of him was shaking more and more, and his soul seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Fortunately, I have survived four thunder tribulations and my soul is strong, otherwise I might not have been able to hold on.

"Six, seven, eight... already eight characters, reaching the record he set before..."

Ten minutes later, eight fonts appeared in the air, floating quietly and shining with a special light.

"Bazi" is Song Xuan's best result. He has reached the limit of being able to do this. His whole body keeps shaking and he may fall down at any time. His face becomes as white as a piece of paper, without any color.

"Continuing may cause... great harm to the body."

Seeing that he still had no intention of stopping and continued to transmit messages to the brush, Zhang Xuan frowned.

Whether it is a teacher's instructions from heaven or cultivation, etc., one must act according to one's ability. Exceeding the body's limit will cause irreparable injuries.

He is a doctor at the pinnacle of Seven Stars and knows a lot about the body. If he continues to persevere like this, he may be able to exceed his limit and achieve results that were impossible in the past.

However, the damage to the body is also permanent, especially to the state of mind, which may lead to the inability to make progress in the future.

For a famous teacher, failure to improve one's state of mind means that one will remain at a quasi-eight-star level for the rest of his life, and will never be able to reach a higher realm.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Although his face turned ugly, Song Xuan still had no intention of stopping. Suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole person seemed to have become a bit older.

Wow!

The brush shook in the air and wrote the last word.

Bang!

After doing this, Song Xuan seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell straight to the ground. His vision went dark and he fainted.

"Hey, why bother? Why bother?"

Seeing that the opponent had exhausted all his strength in order to win, his spirit could not bear it anymore and he fell into a coma. Zhang Xuan shook his head with a wry smile.

Paying such a high price just for anger... This guy is really persistent.

After taking a few steps to reach him, he pinched the opponent's acupuncture points twice with his fingers. A burst of true energy spread out quietly, and Song Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

"you……"

Clenching his teeth and struggling to stand up, Song Xuan looked livid: "You don't have to sell it, I won't appreciate it..."

"I don't need your gratitude!"

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

Saving the other party is just the moral obligation of a famous teacher. It means nothing to him whether he asks for it or not.

After waking up and taking a pill, Song Xuan's expression recovered a little, and then he looked at Yao Mantian who was not far away: "Master Yao, I have completed the Master Zi Tianyin, I hope you can witness it!"

"You wrote nine words in total. Although it didn't break the record of the Eight-Star Master Cross, it is still rare in a century!"

Yao Mantian nodded.

Nine-character achievements are nothing among eight-star famous teachers, but among quasi-eight-star famous teachers, he is definitely the top one. Even the hall master of the Qianchong Empire may not be as good as him.

"Thank you Master Yao for testifying!"

Seeing the result recognized by the other party, Song Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Xuan who was not far away: "Master Zhang, please start!"

"good!"

Zhang Xuan nodded.

Just now, the other party used Shizi Tianyin, and everyone saw it, and he already has a good grasp of the assessment method of this Shiyan Tianyin.

Soon he came to the floating Tianyin pen. Zhang Xuan put his hands behind his back and transmitted the sound in the same way. His mouth opened and closed, and no one knew what he said.

The brush was still swaying in the air, but with his sound transmission, it froze in place, as if it was nailed to it.

"It's been half an hour, why is there no movement?"

"Yes, is it possible that not a single word of what Master Zhang said was recognized?"

"If this is the case, it will really be a disaster..."

After waiting for half an hour, there was no movement from the brush in the air, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

Master Song had almost written seven or eight characters in such a long time just now.

Why is there no movement from Master Zhang now?

Could it be that... it failed?

(Thanks to the book friend [丶Mingxi] for the 100,000 reward. For three consecutive sports days, Lao Ya went to Shanghai to participate in the Writers Salon on the 1st and will not be back until the 10th. It is not possible to add more updates for the time being. I will come back to make up for it. Hey,

Strive to keep updating! Keep updating, everyone should give monthly tickets! Today’s two chapters were coded by getting up at 4:30 in the morning, and they have to be exposed all day during the day, woo woo woo woo!)


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