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Chapter 1660 Death is coming (1)

The majestic coercion permeated the light curtains, as if the font of a wandering dragon appeared.

There are hundreds of thousands of light curtains.

The first ones formed one after another, and the light curtain blocked the Gongyuan in front.

"This is the first trial of paying tribute!"

"Only those who answer the answers to the riddles on the light screen will enter the Gongyuan!"

An examiner walked out, the majestic rules of Haoran lingering around him.

Before the examiner finished speaking, countless figures rushed toward the light curtain.

Ye Chen raised his eyes and saw the writings of dragons and phoenixes floating on the light screen.

These handwritings are filled with terrifying coercion. Obviously, the person who wrote these handwritings integrated their own will into the handwritings.

Anyone with a weak cultivation level, looking directly at these writings, will only feel that thousands of mountains are rushing towards them.

Bang bang! A series of dull sounds rang out from the crowd rushing past, and immediately the figures were thrown back like kites with broken strings.

These people are all weak in cultivation.

"Answer to the mystery?" Seeing this scene, Ye Chen nodded secretly. No wonder the officials of the Tiangang kingdoms are not weak in cultivation.

To pass this exam, the cultivation level must be at least the Soul Martial Realm, or even higher.

For Ye Chen, the oncoming pressure was like a breeze blowing in his face.

Ye Chen raised his hand, and a soft strong wind swept out, and the figures in front of him retreated to both sides.

In just a few steps, Ye Chen arrived in front of a light curtain, staring at the handwriting swimming in front of him, and the loud thunderous sounds echoed in his mind in vain.

If you are not good at cultivation, you may be stunned directly.

"Riddle?" Ye Chen looked stunned. When these words were combined together, they turned out to be riddles.

This big test actually does not test the strategy of governing the country.

Immediately, Ye Chen was relieved. This was just the first test of paying tribute. Obviously, there were nine tests in the tribute test.

And this test is to directly eliminate those with weak cultivation.

Of the millions of people, only 90% will be able to pass this first test, which means hundreds of thousands of people will be disqualified.

Boom! Just when Ye Chen was meditating, a majestic martial arts will surged out more than ten meters away, transforming into an ink pen in mid-air.

A middle-aged man wearing a green shirt raised his pen, and a majestic and magnificent font quietly emerged in mid-air, turning into a stream of light and blending into the light curtain.

I saw a series of fonts on the light screen. They swam in vain and suddenly turned into a phantom of a celestial dragon, rushing towards the middle-aged man.

Letting go of the ink pen transformed by martial arts will, the middle-aged man did not retreat, but faced the phantom of the heavenly dragon. The moment the two met, the middle-aged man's figure mysteriously disappeared and appeared in the first tribute courtyard, and

The phantom of the sky dragon once again turned into a stream of light, hovering in the light curtain, transforming into different words from before, forming a riddle.

Scenes like this are happening all around, and those who answered incorrectly all have pale faces, obviously suffering from the backlash of the will in the font.

Withdrawing his gaze, Ye Chen looked at the light curtain just a foot away. A line of words suddenly appeared on it: The waning moon makes the shadow half shy!

Seeing such a riddle, everyone standing behind Ye Chen frowned.

Ye Chen, on the other hand, smiled faintly and raised his hand. The rules of ice condensed in his hand, forming a crystal clear ink pen. When he lifted the pen, every stroke revealed endless edge.

In just a few strokes, a font transformed from ice rules appeared.

"Xiang!" A Mohist disciple murmured softly, looking directly at the crystal clear font, as if he was in an ice cellar, and it was freezing to the bone.

Boom! Within the light curtain, a phantom of a heavenly dragon roared out and headed towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen removed the ice rules in his hand, took a step forward, and disappeared in front of the light curtain in an instant.

"It's really Xiang!" The Mohist disciple who spoke out had a look of regret on his face, "The waning moon is Xi, and the shadow shows two Xi, namely Yu; plus the shy half, which is Sheep, "Sheep, Yu"

Together they become Xiang!"

The light curtain was similar to an illusory door. Ye Chen felt that his vision was in vain as his figure suddenly appeared in the first tribute courtyard.

Compared to the huge crowds of people outside the Gongyuan, there were only tens of thousands of people inside the Gongyuan.

Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked up. In front of him, a beam of light shot out, forming a curtain of light. A scene appeared on the curtain of light: strong winds, heavy rain, and a lonely boat trapped in the wind and rain.

Looking at this scene, Ye Chen felt as if he was in the wind and rain, with the roar of the wind echoing in his ears.

Kaka! The picture shattered and turned into majestic fonts, slowly floating: "Yedu Hengzhou returned due to rain!"

An inexplicable pressure swept through the seven fonts, making Ye Chen feel like he was facing a storm.

"This is the second test. If you come up with a neat couplet, you can go to the second Gongyuan for the third test!"

A gentle voice sounded next to Ye Chen's ears. Without moving his eyes from the light screen, Ye Chen knew that there was an examiner standing behind him.

Ye Chen smiled faintly, his eyes showing contemplation.

"This question is considered a difficult question in the exam. Can I answer it?"

A middle-aged man wearing a green shirt stood behind Ye Chen, his eyes showing curiosity.

In the surrounding light curtain, high-pitched dragon roars emerged one after another, and the light curtain formed whirlpools, swallowing several figures. It was obvious that these people answered the couplet and were transported to the third Gongyuan.

The roar of the dragon interrupted Ye Chen who was in deep thought. Ye Chen took out a pot of wine, raised his head to the sky and took a long sip. When the pot was raised, the wine spilled out and transformed into a floating font in mid-air: Come and put the wine in the clouds when you are free.

drunk!

Aang! Within the light curtain, a dragon head appeared, forming a whirlpool and swallowing Ye Chen's body.

Stepping into the second Gongyuan, the melodious music of the piano floated in the air.

Upon entering, this is a courtyard adjacent to the lake, with a gentle breeze and an elegant environment.

In the huge courtyard, there is an old guqin, and the melodious sound of the guqin can even be heard from the guqin.

However, the moment Ye Chen stepped into the courtyard, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

"The third test is for piano art!"

"If your piano can change the color of the world, then it will pass this piano test!"

A deep voice sounded in the sky. Ye Chen raised his eyes and saw an old man with a kind face standing in the sky.

Putting down the wine bottle in his hand, Ye Chen walked towards the broken qin. His fair and slender sword fingers gently plucked the strings. A buzzing sound came out. He tried the sound of the qin. Ye Chen looked at the light and windy sky and murmured softly.

Said: "Is it the sound of the piano that changes the color of heaven and earth?"

Manually, pluck the strings, and start the sound.

The breeze blows across the lake, blowing the green leaves in the courtyard, and the subtle and long sound of the piano flows in the courtyard like flowing water, making people mesmerized.

Looking at Ye Chen who was playing the piano, the old man's eyebrows slightly wrinkled. Although this kid's fingering skills were proficient, the sound of the piano was focused on the appearance, and he did not have the heart to play the piano.

Sighing silently, the old man was about to interrupt Ye Chen, but at this moment, the subtle and long sound of the piano became extremely high-pitched, like an iron horse, "Kill!"

In the high-pitched sound of the piano, endless killing intent surged out, transforming into thousands of troops and horses, galloping between the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth were in vain.

Located in the void, the old man felt as if he was on an ancient battlefield. All he could hear was the sound of killing, not the sound of the piano. This murderous intention was constantly impacting his soul, until finally, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the high-pitched sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the shadows in the sky also disappeared.

Holding down the strings, Ye Chen looked up at the sky and said lightly: "I wonder if I have passed this piano test?"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the old man said with lingering fear: "The sound of Erqin makes the world change color. I passed this test!"

Saying this, the old man formed a mark with his hands, and the mark fell lightly into the void.

Kaka! Ye Chen saw the world in front of him shatter into pieces, and a curtain of light appeared. Without hesitation, Ye Chen stepped directly into it.

Ye Chen passed the subsequent tests with ease, approaching the ninth Gongyuan step by step.

In the Shenglong Gongyuan, on the sacrificial platform, Emperor Qi's eyes were slightly closed.

Da Sima stood below and said respectfully: "To inform my emperor, there are more than 3,000 people who have passed the seventh test this time. Compared with previous major tests, this number has increased by more than 1,000!"

"How many people have entered the eighth tribute courtyard now?" Emperor Qi asked.

"Five people!" Da Sima said respectfully: "The eighth chess test has just begun. The chess test is the most important among all previous major exams. It will probably take a little time for these five people to pass the chess test!"

"Yes! Prepare for the ninth test!" Emperor Qi nodded slightly and said nothing, but his thoughts were changing rapidly. More than 3,000 people passed the seventh test. Once these people are used properly, they will definitely become the mainstay of Qi State.

Standing at the top, Guan Zhong closed his eyes tightly.

However, at this moment, Guan Zhong suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the eighth tribute courtyard, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, "Why do I feel so frightened?" (To be continued)


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