"What did you see? You are so ugly. Ye Qingtian, don't be too crazy!"
Before Lin Yun came forward, Ye Lu's eyes flashed with contempt, and he taught a condescending lesson.
"It's so ugly? That's better than you."
Lin Yun sneered, looked directly at the other party, and the sharp edges surged between his eyebrows, and he was not polite to him.
This night skip is nothing. If it weren't for the temple, there would be Saint and Tianxuan Sword Saint present.
Lin Yun had already slapped him to death, jumping around, and was already annoyed.
"Enough, come forward."
Saint Youlan stopped the quarrel between the two and asked Lin Yun to step forward on his own.
"Ye, I'm willing to give it a try!"
Ye Lu had long been dissatisfied and immediately bowed.
He had no intention of going forward because he must be inferior to Xiao Jingyan and others, but Ye Qingtian had gone up, so what else was he afraid of?
If someone has a guarantee, the worst person is definitely not himself.
No matter what, he is better than Ye Qingtian!
"Okay."
The Saint Youlan said lightly.
"Let's see, I'll make you feel ashamed of yourself later and you know what the gap is!"
Ye Zhu glanced at Lin Yun and strode forward.
Lin Yun sneered in his heart, feeling ashamed of himself, his face was really big!
After a while, a clearing of the dojo was made, and all ten people appeared.
The originally extremely high atmosphere at the scene suddenly became extremely nervous.
No one expected that just a small exam would become so full of gunpowder.
First, Xiao Jingyan and others confronted each other secretly, and several seven-yuan Nirvana were dissatisfied with each other. Ye Qingtian and Ye Bai were then arguing with each other.
Ye Qingtian is really a hot temper and is not timid at all. He can't bear it even when facing the Saint Youlan.
"It's interesting now. Ye Luo actually went to join in the fun. He only had one word."
"What are you afraid of? Ye Qingtian is still in charge. I saw with my own eyes that Ye Qingtian didn't know a word."
"I guess I haven't remembered all the strokes. No matter what, it's just the top of the Earth Group. What's the point? We are all the Holy Legends of the Heaven Group!"
...
As the conversation was full of discussion, Xiao Jingyan and others began to practice sword techniques, accompanied by changes in sword moves.
There were strokes in the void, and everyone did not recognize ancient characters, and they all used sword techniques to reiterate ancient characters.
The eight seven-item Nirvana had already planned in their minds, and when they used the sword technique, they were all flowing.
Sometimes I don’t go well, and after a little thought, I got an idea, and the strokes in front of me are increasing.
In comparison, the night roar is much worse, with sweating profusely on his forehead and peeking at other people from time to time.
But compared with Lin Yun, his ugly appearance seems to be nothing.
I saw Lin Yun, holding the Burial Flower Sword in his hand, and his brows were furrowed, not knowing what to think about anymore.
"It turns out to be a waste."
After seeing this, Ye Lu immediately increased his confidence and couldn't help but sneer.
"Ye Qingtian, even if you remember a word, you always remember some sword techniques. Are you ready to do nothing when you come on stage?"
Bai Shuying looked at Lin Yun and said lightly.
"It's not over yet, why are you in a hurry? I'll think about it first." Lin Yun smiled at her, closed his eyes directly, and remembered it.
Everyone's eyes were opened and they had seen it.
Time passes, and in a short while, half a quarter of an hour passes.
Xiao Jingyan and the eight others were waving their sword lights constantly, their sword intent was rushing like a torrent, with a magnificent momentum.
Two words have appeared all over them.
Every stroke is shining with golden light, all with Taoist rhyme flowing, and you can even see some holy light lingering in it.
It was amazing to watch!
Especially Xiao Jingyan, Bai Yizhou and Ye Qinghong, the two words they came out.
It stands like an ancient mountain, towering and ancient meaning lingers in it, making people feel unfathomable.
"So awesome!"
"I am a person who masters the inheritance. Zhang Kui has the highest cultivation level, but he is a little worse."
"These three are really fast, they are all going to deduce the last word."
"The others are not slow either, except for the night skies."
"Hahaha, why do you have to be angry with Ye Qingtian? It's embarrassing to have not made a single word yet."
"Look, Ye Qingtian hasn't moved yet, I'm afraid it's really not possible."
The conversation continued, and everyone's eyes finally fell on Lin Yun.
no way!
He was so special that he never moved after closing his eyes.
Ye Zhang, who had heard the discussion and was still nervous, glanced at him and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Fortunately, this clown is here, otherwise I would be really embarrassed.
As expected, if he got a holy source by chance, how could he have all kinds of things today?
However, the Holy Source is just an external object after all. If you want to rely on the Holy Source to enter the semi-saint realm, there is no gate.
Seeing others, the third word is about to come out.
Another half a quarter of an hour later.
The rest of the people stopped and left three ancient characters in front of them, each of which was extremely extraordinary.
Of course, it does not include Ye Bai. He was crooked and an ancient character appeared in front of him.
Just this made him sweat a lot, and it was really difficult for him.
Tianxuan Sword Saint looked at the words of Xiao Jingyan and the other two and said, "Everyone has ancient meanings. If you have mastered the five-level Taoist rhyme, it is extremely rare to achieve such an achievement in one stick of incense."
"Thank you, uncle!"
Xiao Jingyan and the other two showed pride on their faces and quickly bowed to thank them.
The other people's words, Tianxuan Sword Saint, also commented one by one, at least they all have three-year Taoist rhymes, which is quite good.
"As for you."
Tianxuan Sword Saint looked at the words "Ye Zhu", paused for a moment, pondered for a long time, but didn't know how to judge.
Everyone held back their laughter. This night skip was really embarrassing. Tianxuan Sword Saint could not have thought of any comments.
"I can't recognize the word you," Tianxuan Sword Saint said helplessly after a while.
puff!
Everyone couldn't help but laughed out loud.
Ye Lu's face turned red, he was angry and regretful. He would have not come up if he had known it.
No wonder no one else came up. Obviously, they all knew the difference between them and these people, and it was embarrassing to go up.
After Ye Qingtian bowed and blamed himself, he looked at Ye Qingtian and closed his eyes, and immediately said angrily: "Ye Qingtian, Tianxuan Sword Saint has started to comment, where are your words?"
Lin Yun finally opened his eyes. He looked at Bai Shuying and smiled and said, "I really don't remember the swordsmanship clearly, but I vaguely remember the ink of Uncle Master's pen. Can I write ancient characters directly?"
"Give him a pen."
Just as Bai Shuying was about to ask for advice, Tianxuan Sword Saint suddenly spoke.
After getting a holy pen, Lin Yun bit the tip of the pen, as if he was really thinking.
"This guy pretends to be like that. He is indeed an amateur. Now he is really exposed."
"He didn't know at all that the characters written by Uncle Master had the rules of holy Tao and had the rhythm of Tao. Even if you remember the strokes, it was impossible to write them out. Only by pushing them backwards."
"Without Taoist rhyme and artistic conception, strokes cannot exist at all, and it is impossible to copy them."
...
When talking from all directions, they all felt that Lin Yun was pretending.
"Ye Qingtian, is this your ability? If it really doesn't work, just go down." Bai Shuying said at the beginning.
"I don't think so."
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and laughed softly.
Just when everyone felt that he was pretending, he finally moved.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and began to write.
Others find it difficult or impossible, but for Lin Yun, this is not too difficult.
At the Sword Sect, Yaoguang often taught him to write, including Xiaoyao Nine Swords and even personally demonstrated it.
This is not very difficult. What Lin Yun is really helpless is that he never figured out what the flaws are in these words.
But now there is no time for him to think about it, so he has to drive the duck to put it on the shelves and write out the three ancient characters first.
clang clang clang!
But in a moment, afterimages appeared around Lin Yun, accompanied by changes in the essay, and the afterimage practiced various sword techniques.
The ancient Taoist rhyme and sacred artistic conception actually appear one by one.
The brush and ink left by strokes seem to be eternal and immortal.
Everyone was shocked, their eyes full of disbelief.
Those words were really written by Lin Yun.
It contains charm and exudes holy brilliance, and the artistic conception is magnificent. Countless figures change, which clearly display the artistic conception.
Everyone seemed to be back in time, as if the person who wrote was the Tianxuan Sword Saint just now.
"This...how is this possible?"
Ye Lu was stunned and dumbfounded. Xiao Jingyan and the other two were also puzzled and full of doubts.
Is it very strange?
Lin Yun shook his head. It was just a basic operation of Yaoguang disciples. Why are there such ignorance of a bunch of holy legends?
When all three ancient characters were written, Lin Yun was about to finish his writing, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, I understand!"
Such a big laugh made people startled, and they didn't know what he was going crazy.
"Uncle Master is so naughty. He deliberately wrote one less word. I said why do I always feel something is wrong?"
Lin Yun whispered to himself, regardless of the expression that everyone's chins were almost falling off, and wrote the fourth word out in one go.
boom!
When all four words were written, a dazzling golden light burst out from it, and the ancient words in front of Xiao Jingyan and others.
It melted like ice and snow, as if the fake had encountered a real person. After a little refining, the prototype appeared.
What's even more mysterious is that when all four words were written out, everyone actually recognized them.
"As the best of heaven!"
This is a very mysterious feeling. Everyone does not recognize the four words, but they just understand that it means it.
At this point, even the fool understood that Lin Yun had written it correctly, and Tianxuan Sword Saint did deliberately write one less word.
It sounds strange, all the ancient characters of others disappeared.
On the contrary, the ancient word that is crooked and twisted in the night roll still exists and has not dissipated. It is just as ridiculous as a toad that is lying in a well.
Everyone suddenly realized that no wonder Tianxuan Sword Saint didn't recognize it... This night skit was indeed written by Hu.
They were huddled together, like a turtle fighting in groups.
Ye Qinghong's mouth twitched, feeling his face was dull and his face was quite embarrassing.
This guy is so stupid!
Ye Lu's face turned red, and he was so ashamed that he could not help but find a crack in the ground to get into it.
He did go back randomly and copied other people's handwriting during the process, so he came up with a four-dimensional image.
He had ridiculed Lin Yun before, thinking that with the other party's support, he would definitely not make a fool of himself.
But in the end, I didn’t expect that the clown was the only one who was himself from beginning to end!
Ye Lu was angry and said angrily: "Ye Qingtian, you are too shameless, don't you?"
Lin Yun smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm pretending."