Chapter 671: Selection and internal appointment?

The mysterious monk who always looked calm and composed stepped forward and stood quietly beside the female cultivator from the Tianlong tribe.

The two were less than five meters apart, and neither of them had any hostility.

At this time, Wu Meng glanced at Yan Xiaoxiao, and just as he was about to speak, he looked at Chen Mo: "Do you have any magic, secret techniques, or the like?"

"Secret techniques?"

Chen Mo was a little puzzled. Why did he ask him this at this time?

"Yes, in order to prevent others from saying that our Tianlong tribe cheated, you should show us a secret technique."

Chen Mo thought about it. He didn't know many secret techniques, but he also had a few.

The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique was absolutely impossible to show, and the next ones were the Nine Changes of Heavenly Blood, the Great Thousand Changes, and the True Dragon Sword Technique.

Although he didn't know what the other party was up to, these three techniques were not rare.

Maybe they were worth a lot in Pingduzhou, but here no one might be interested in them.

"I don't have a unique copy, maybe I can copy one?"

"Okay."

After getting permission, Chen Mo took the initiative to walk to the stone table, picked up the paper and pen prepared by the other party, and began to write it down.

The full text of Tianxue Jiubian is not long, and it only took him an hour to copy it all at his speed.

At this time, Wu Meng took the initiative to walk to his side, picked up the already written content and read it.

"Tianxue Jiubian? It turned out to be a body refining secret technique... It's quite interesting..." The other party flipped through it hastily, nodded while reading, "It doesn't seem to be compiled by modern people, it should be from some unknown secret realm."

He put the ancient book copied by Chen Mo back on the table and continued: "You can copy it again."

After that, he looked at Cen Yun and his men: "Two low-grade spirit crystals each."

The two of them took the spirit crystals and placed them on the stone table without any hesitation.

At this moment, Chen Mo, who was still copying the second time, finally understood:

The so-called "book competition" is not about playing chess with formations or painting with magic tools, but about understanding the secret techniques of cultivation?

How to understand this?

While thinking, the second copying was completed, and Chen Mo immediately took the spirit crystal handed to him.

No one would complain about too many spirit crystals and spirit stones, right?

"Let's start, two hours."

Two copies of "Nine Changes of Heavenly Blood" flew into their hands, and then the two of them opened the inner pages and began to read carefully.

For cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm, their spiritual consciousness is already very powerful, and they can often remember all the contents at a glance.

Therefore, they only spent a few breaths to put the book aside.

The secret technique worth a spirit crystal was just abandoned, and the others didn't even think about taking another look.

"I see that you are not physical cultivators, so it's fair to comprehend it at the same time."

Wu Meng spoke at the right time.

But Chen Mo realized the problem again.

Just like playing chess, it seems to be a game of chess, but in fact it is a battle of formations; it seems to be a game of painting, but in fact it is a game of refining.

Although these two people are the "books" in the art of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, the key lies in comprehension!

Chen Mo and Yan Xiaoxiao stared at the two cultivators who were sitting cross-legged and comprehending the secret art, and soon their blood and qi changed significantly.

Only half an hour later, Cen Yun suddenly stood up.

The dark red blood mist enveloped his whole body, and his body kept changing with it, and finally turned into a blood-colored giant.

The first change of the Nine Changes of Heavenly Blood, the change of blood and qi!

Half an hour?

Chen Mo couldn't help but frown.

Thinking back to when he practiced this secret art, although it didn't take much effort, it shouldn't have only been half an hour!

This comprehension is even stronger than when he ate the small enlightenment fruit.

"Heh."

At this time, Yan Xiaoxiao snorted coldly.

Obviously, this cultivator from Pingduzhou can only be said to have an average vision.

With the consciousness of a Nascent Soul cultivator, practicing the secret art of foundation building in half an hour can only be considered ordinary, but the next two realms are really difficult!

Even for the simplest secret art, the Golden Core Realm will take several days, and the Nascent Soul Realm will take months to years depending on the difficulty.

The "book" competition among cultivators is a kind of literary competition that replaces magic with comprehension.

Of course, as for how to practice a secret art, which is higher or lower, it is relatively easy for Wu Meng, who is in the God Transformation Realm.

In fact, he doesn't even need to speak.

Two hours passed in a flash, and at this moment Cen Yun was sweating profusely.

There was a trace of anxiety on Lao Cheng's face. The opponent had not used the Nine Changes of Heavenly Blood since the literary competition, and he had been hovering before the second change for a long time and could not break through in a short time.

In his opinion, it was impossible for the Tianlong Department to send a person with poor comprehension who could not comprehend the first change!

"Time's up!"

As soon as Wu Meng announced this, Cen Yun's opponent took a step back without thinking and said, "I lost."

Lost?

He was a little confused.

However, compared to Cen Yun's confusion, Yan Xiaoxiao of the Academy of Wonderful Beasts was already in turmoil!

What is this?

She thought that her understanding was not bad, even if she didn't choose "Book", she was not much worse than Cen Yun.

But she failed to take out the Beast Taming Scroll, and the other party succeeded without doing anything? Isn't this a pre-determined decision?

Seeing her chest heaving, Wu Meng sneered and said, "What? Unconvinced?"

"Yes... I dare not!"

"The Tianlong Department didn't send the strongest person in "Qinqi Shuhua", so someone has to win, right?"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Xiaoxiao suddenly realized!

Among these four people, the strength is uneven, and once you choose the wrong person, it is destined to mean failure. Yuan Yizhi and herself in front of her obviously chose the wrong opponent.

And as long as you choose "book", you will definitely win.

At this moment, she felt extremely annoyed, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Are you still reading?" Wu Meng asked.

"Master Collector, I won't read it."

It makes no sense to look at it further. Even if Cen Yun is not strong enough, compared to the guy from Pingduzhou, the gap is not even a little bit.

Regardless of whether the latter can defeat Tianlong's piano skills, he will eventually lose to this person.

"No!"

Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at Chen Mo, sneered and left the ancient temple and well.

Cen Yun stepped aside. At this time, he was already confident about General Pingduzhou. All he had to do now was wait.

"It's your turn?"

Wu Meng said, and when the last Tianlong monk came out, he gave him a meaningful look.

There is often eye contact, and others will never understand how much meaning is contained in these eyes.