In the early morning, the Yunxiao Mountains are like a veil shrouded in shadows, appearing far and near in the misty clouds and smoke, almost as if they are far away.
Five flying boats formed a long snake and shuttled through the mountains.
On each flying boat, there are more than three to four hundred schoolchildren, dressed in green clothes, sitting upright.
Yang Zhen sat on the third flying boat, looking at the rolling and undulating mountains below, her heart agitated.
In this sect selection, his chance of being selected is over 90%!
Last night, the little girl once again reported everyone’s results through the sound transmission stone.
Yang Zhen successfully passed the seventh level and scored 407 points, the highest in the game.
After converting into a perfect score of 30 points, he now has a total score of 53 points, ranking 51st jointly with 22 people.
Zhao Yue'er scored 299 points, which was converted to 22 points, with a total score of 72 points, still ranking first.
Among the others, Wang Shaoyu scored 278 points, with a total score of 57 points, ranking 17th.
Dai Miaoying scored 188 points, with a total score of 54, tied for 38th with thirteen people.
Zhao Ying and Zhao Lian scored 137 and 147 points respectively, with a total score of exactly 44 points. They were tied for 709th place.
It can be said that in this Nine-Nine Illusionary Formation, there were two exams. Because of the extraordinary performance of Zhao Yue'er and Yang Zhen, most people only scored ten to twenty-five points out of a total score of fifty points. In other words, except for Zhao Yue'er, no one else's scores were completely improved.
Therefore, the remaining test of luck will ultimately determine who can enter the final list of 800 people!
However, when the luck test method was announced, Yang Zhen was almost 100% sure that not only would he be selected, but he would definitely be among the top 100!
Because he has clothes!
……
Half an hour ago, when everyone gathered in the square, Deputy Hall Master Qin announced the assessment rules for luck:
"All of you will go to a place called Yunlan Valley, where there is white mist all year round. With your current cultivation level, the visible distance will not exceed five feet!"
"Yunlan Valley is rich in three kinds of spiritual plants, namely Leaving Star Grass, Blowing Snow Grass and White Feather Flower."
"Your task is to pick as many of these three kinds of spiritual herbs as possible within two hours. Whoever picks more will have better results."
"You will be randomly placed in different locations in Yunlan Valley. If you are lucky, you may encounter a large area of spiritual grass at once. If you are unlucky, you may not find anything in two hours."
"Remember, first, you are not allowed to rob other people of spiritual herbs that have already been picked. Once discovered, all grades will be deducted!"
"Second, if two or more people discover the spiritual grass at the same time, solve it by yourself! No matter how you do it!"
"Third, you are not allowed to substitute what you already have in your storage bag. If found, you will be punished as cheating!"
"Fourth, you are not allowed to make loud noises or call friends..."
"Fifth,..."
After Deputy Hall Master Qin finished speaking, the discussion in the square was like a tidal wave, but Yang Zhen almost jumped up for joy.
Luck, indeed luck!
This is simply an exam tailor-made for Yiyi, haha!
……
The flying boat arrived above a valley filled with white mist and hovered in mid-air.
"Everyone, jump off the flying boat within thirty breaths. Those who are unwilling to jump will be deemed to have given up!" A middle-aged monk in brown robes stood on the bow of the boat and said loudly.
All the schoolchildren looked down one after another and saw a vast expanse of smoke below. They could not see the bottom or the edge.
Many people showed fear and fear. You looked at me, I looked at you, not knowing what to do.
"Prepare——"
The middle-aged monk turned a blind eye to the expressions of the schoolchildren and issued orders step by step.
"Start!"
When he gave the order, all the schoolchildren still looked at each other, but no one got up.
The middle-aged monk stood with a sneer on his face and put his hands behind his back, without urging him.
"Little Shitou, follow me!" The little girl stood up first and held Yang Zhen's hand.
For as long as she can remember, she has been thrown high by a bad old man every day, and she has no idea what it is to be afraid of heights.
The two came to the deck and stood on the edge of the ship's side.
"Hold my hand," the little girl ordered, and began to count: "One, two, three..."
"Jump!"
Like a light swallow, she left the flying boat.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, overcame the fear in her heart, and jumped almost at the same time.
The feeling of weightlessness was like a nightmare, which made him want to shout uncontrollably.
Suddenly, his palms tightened, but the little girl turned back and smiled sweetly at him.
Her clothes were rustling, her hair was blown high by the wind, and her slightly narrowed eyes were full of smiles.
Somehow, the fear in Yang Zhen's heart disappeared and she smiled at her.
The two of them soon fell into layers of white mist.
Suddenly, a strong horizontal force came from the waist and abdomen, pushing Yang Zhen away in one direction.
The two people's hands immediately separated, getting further and further away from each other, and soon disappeared into the white mist.
At this time, the speed of falling suddenly slowed down, and then the whole figure seemed to be blown up by the wind, drifting as if swimming in water.
After a while, he landed on the ground.
……
"Yue'er, Zhao Yue'er——" Yang Zhen called softly several times, but there was no response.
It seems that we are far apart.
In this case, then just be yourself!
What's more, with the little girl's results so far ahead, he doesn't need to worry about it.
Yang Zhen calmed down and looked around, only to see white mist lingering, and nothing could be seen beyond a few feet.
Underfoot is a lush green grassland, with some scattered flowers and plants, but unfortunately there are no three kinds of spiritual plants.
"Yiyi!" He called from the bottom of his heart.
"Brother!" the little thing responded happily.
In the Nine-Nine Illusion Formation two days ago, because the formation was very sensitive to spiritual energy, Yang Zhen did not dare to let the little thing come out, let alone help him treat or fight.
This makes the little thing very unhappy.
Especially when I heard that Yang Zhen answered correctly in [Herb Identification] and was deducted nine points, which almost made her jump out of the ground!
Fortunately, she didn't transform, otherwise she would probably have stormed into the sect and asked someone to argue with her.
The little thing was angry for two days and two nights.
It wasn't until last night that she helped Yang Zhen check all the wounds and treated several scars, and then she felt proud again.
As for now, it is her home ground as a little fairy in clothes.
However, the opening seems...
"Brother," the little thing said, "there is no spiritual grass you are looking for within a radius of sixty feet."
Yang Zhen's face froze and her smile froze.
"Go to the front and left!" the little thing ordered.
Yang Zhen did not hesitate and strode forward to the left.
In order for Yiyi to communicate with the surrounding vegetation, he didn't walk very fast.
About half a quarter of an hour later, the little thing’s joyful voice sounded in my mind:
"Brother, go left, fifty feet!"
Yang Zhen suddenly changed from walking to running and rushed over.
As if a layer of smoke had been pulled away, a large green-green Star Grass appeared in front of him, like stars all over the sky, swaying in the wind...