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At this moment, on the other side of the communication stone, Yan Luoyue was sharing money with two friends.

Yan Luoyue started from scratch, and when money was tightest, he was very generous in giving Sang Ji and Yan Gan a share of the profits.

Now that she is no longer short of money, she is even less concerned about the distribution of this unexpected fortune.

Just when Yan Luoyue was concentrating on pretending to cry, Ling Shuanghun and Wu Manshuang stood on her left and right, taking turns to help her count.

As a reward, Yan Luoyue drew out four gold cards and gave two to each person.

"Come on, come on, whoever sees it gets a share." Yan Luoyue said happily, "I don't know why, but I feel like this money is free!"

"Because it's really a waste of time." Ling Shuanghun complained silently, "In fact, I'm very curious, why didn't the brothers just cut off the communication stone?"

You know, the contract between Hu Tuji and Niu Shujian was that "the crying would be heard by Niu Shujian".

In other words, if he could get the communication stone earlier, wouldn't he have to pay less money?

Yan Luoyue shook her head: "I don't understand either, maybe this is just the inhumanity of the rich."

Ling Shuanghun glanced to the side and saw Wu Manshuang's lips slightly parted, with an obviously dazed look on her face.

"What's wrong, little witch?"

Wu Manshuang put Yan Luoyue's new vocabulary to good use and muttered to himself:

"I didn't expect that the accumulation of initial capital would be completed so quickly..."

“…”

Ling Shuanghun was silent for a moment, then he took out his small set of scrolls from his arms and began to memorize "The Legend of Wu Manshuang" quickly.

Yan Luoyue was very curious about the contents inside and stretched her neck to take a look.

After just a quick glance, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but cover her face with her hands.

I saw Ling Shuanghun wrote in the book:

【Manshuang grew up in a very special educational environment. The role models around him either beat or killed others, or cheated and deceived others...

With the help of his friends Yan Luoyue and Shuang Hunzi, Man Shuang completed the accumulation of his first pot of gold...

With such a unique growth experience, this boy must have a promising future...】

Yan Luoyue: "..."Are you polite?

Ling Shuanghun was doing two things at once, writing "The Legend of Wu Manshuang" while thinking about Yan Luoyue's problems.

"Is Hu Tuji a fake identity you created on the spur of the moment?"

Ling Shuanghun tilted his head thoughtfully. He felt a flash of inspiration flash through his mind, so fast that he couldn't even catch it, and it disappeared just as quickly.

"Xiaoyan, how come you are so skilled at creating fake identities?"

Yan Luoyue: "...Hehe, think about it slowly."

Anyway, before Ling Shuanghun guessed Yan Bixin's alias, Yan Luoyue would never reveal his identity!

…

All in all, it took nearly one and a half months, and Yan Luoyue finally solved the mystery that Ji Qinghong left for her.

As Yan Luoyue's progress increased, the traces of refining on the invitation card of the Thousand Refining Conference were also being restored step by step by Yan Luoyue.

The first thing to be removed was the emblem of the Qianlian Conference, and the next thing to be erased was the four words "Qianlian Invitation".

As for the final difficulty, it is the watermark of "Master Suyitang".

Ling Shuanghun and Wu Manshuang don't know how to refine weapons.

But they watched as the invitation to the Qianlian Conference was turned back into a blank sheet of paper in Yan Luoyue's hands. Even as outsiders, they could feel the exquisiteness and mystery of Yan Luoyue's technique.

The only concern is...

"When entering and leaving the Thousand Refinements Curtain, you need to carry an invitation to prove your identity. Xiaoyan, you wiped off the invitation, is it okay?"

In Yan Luoyue's opinion, this invitation is a bit like a modern community access card. Every time you pass through the Thousand Refinements Curtain, you need to show the invitation and "swipe the card" on the curtain.

"It's okay." Yan Luoyue said lightly, "In order to 'deal with Yan Luoyue', Niu Shujian gave Hu Tuji an invitation to the Bailian Training."

Now, they have a total of three Bailian invitations in their hands.

One is Ling Shuanghun's own, one originally belonged to Yan Luoyue, and later gave it to Wu Manshuang. As for the last one, it was given to me by Niu Shujian not long ago!

After hearing this, Ling Shuanghun was finally amazed.

"This Mr. Biao...he really looks like a god of wealth."

Along the way, if they were short of a flying boat, Mr. Niu would give it to them as a gift; if they were not short of exotic fire, Mr. Niu would even give them some at their own expense.

Even the key to the Thousand Refinements Curtain and Xiao Wu's first pot of gold were all purchased by this person.

——Thank you, stranger named Niu.

Even your own children may not be as caring as you.

Yan Luoyue smiled and said nothing.

In fact, after she fully analyzed Ji Qinghong's refining techniques, the invitation to the Qianlian Conference was no longer a secret in her eyes.

As long as there are enough materials, it is not a problem for Yan Luoyue to produce thousands of invitations with one furnace. She can even imitate the watermark of the five words "Master of Suyi Hall" vividly.

However, making false evidence is not a good thing after all.

With the Bailian invitation as the door card, Yan Luoyue would not take the risk.

Turning around, she saw Wu Manshuang looking at the white paper after deduction, and Yan Luoyue came over with a smile.

"What's the matter?"

Wu Manshuang pointed at the white paper and said, "There are no words on it, but there is something else..."

"Well, Ji Yaozun left some special formation seals on the paper. These are beyond my knowledge and I can't solve them." Yan Luoyue admitted frankly, "Why, Manshuang, are you interested in this?"

"Um."

Wu Manshuang covered her eyes with her hands, took a step back, and fell directly into the wide armchair.

There was a hint of weakness in his tone: "The thing on that piece of paper... looks very exhausting."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun both looked at him in surprise.

Wu Manshuang felt uncomfortable being stared at by her two friends. She moved slightly on the armchair and said uncertainly:

"Did I say something I shouldn't have said?"

Yan Luoyue took the white paper from his hand, looked at it, and then looked at Xiao Wu's uneasy expression.

"No, I just suddenly realized that you must be very talented."

You know, the fact that Wu Manshuang felt that this formation was draining his energy meant that she at least understood a little bit of it.

After all, true laymen will not feel exhausted when they are exposed to completely unfamiliar knowledge - for example, ordinary people will not feel exhausted when they see a calculus textbook for the first time.

The poor students will just feel sleepy and want to sleep, silently questioning what kind of mysterious book this is.

Yan Luoyue reached back and took out the introductory textbook on formations that she had prepared from her storage bag.

Yan Luoyue had originally bought this in advance following Jiang Tingbai's advice, intending to study it on the road.

But now, just by looking at the appearance of the books, you can tell that several of them are completely new, and only the first three pages of one of them show signs of having been flipped.

Yan Luoyue gave this set of introductory formation books to Wu Manshuang.

At that moment, even through a layer of white gauze, she could feel the little snake's eyes shining and the studious aura radiating from his body from the inside out.

In an instant, the righteous light of studying was sown on the earth.

Three days later, when Yan Luoyue saw those books again, she almost didn't recognize them.

Although this is just an introductory selection of formations for a set of two spirit stones, Handmade Emperor Witch Manshuang still carefully wrapped them in book covers, wove book jackets, and made bookmarks with the same patterns.

In addition, he also wrote on the title page...

Huh? Why did he draw a fur ball on the title page?

Yan Luoyue stared at the fur ball suspiciously for a long time, which made Wu Manshuang's ears slightly red.

The very strange thing is that, for some reason, Yan Luoyue actually felt that the little ball of fur painted on the title page looked a little familiar.

"——Have you not seen it? The little witch has the same pattern on her clothes."

Just then, Ling Shuanghun came out holding a cup of water to drink.

Passing by his two friends who were confronting each other, he flipped up the sleeves of Wu Manshuang's hood.

Following his movements, both of them saw that Wu Manshuang had also embroidered a small velvet ball on the inside of the cuffs of the cloak that Yan Luoyue had given to her.

“…”

Wu Manshuang snatched her sleeve back from Ling Shuanghun without saying a word and hurriedly straightened the corner of her sleeve.

The corners of his lips were tightly pursed, and outsiders might be frightened by this posture and think that he was silently angry.

In fact, Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun, who were with him day and night, could see that Wu Manshuang pretended to refuse to communicate in order to cover up his own embarrassment.

Yan Luoyue was confused at first, then stunned, and finally realized.

A malicious smile quickly appeared on her face: "Oh - I see, Manshuang, did you draw a ball of fur on everything I gave you?"

“…”

With a swish, Wu Manshuang pulled up her hood again.

If the gap on the guest inn's floor was a little wider, Wu Man Shuang would have transformed into a little snake and slid in with a whoosh.

...It's a pity that after going on the road with Yan Luoyue, she always fed him all kinds of snacks, which made him fat. Seeing a crack in the ground right in front of him, he couldn't even hide in it!

Even the white veil covering her eyes seemed to be dyed red by her scalding skin.

Just when Wu Manshuang subconsciously pinched the deep part of her sleeve pocket, Ling Shuang's soul flew over and said, "You can be called an atmosphere destroyer."

"Xiao Wu, why do you put fur ball marks on everything Xiao Yan gave you?"

Ling Shuanghun looked at Yan Luoyue in confusion: "Did I miss any important information? For example...Xiao Yan, your prototype is actually a green-haired turtle?!"

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Wu Manshuang: “…”

That day, a red-crowned crane lost dozens of its beautiful feathers.

The shopkeeper and the waiter on the first floor of the inn even heard a sound like wings flapping on the ground coming from upstairs.

Someone seemed to protest faintly: "Aren't the turtles in the human world content with what happens and not competing with the world?"

"Why is a young turtle so ferocious?"

In addition...

"——Xiao Wu! Don't take sides, Xiao Wu!"

The shopkeeper shook his head, still looking down at his abacus, but a smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Young man..."

…

The list of written test scores was posted, and Yan Luoyue and the other two went to the bulletin board to look at the list.

The list is divided into red and white lists. The red list is for those who were selected, and the white list is for those who were not selected.

Normally, the list would only announce the names of the selected candidates, but this time, even the names of the failed candidates were included... I have to say, the examiners of the Qianlian Conference really have a bit of a bad taste.

Yan Luoyue looked up and saw her name at first glance.

Not surprisingly, the three characters "Yan Luoyue" topped the red list.

After smiling very calmly, Yan Luoyue became more curious about Ling Shuanghun and Wu Manshuang's performance, and continued to read down the ranking.

Ling Shuanghun tugged at the corner of her clothes to stop Yan Luoyue from looking on the red list.

"Just look at the white list."

He was well aware of his own level of inexperience, and guessed that Wu Manshuang's level was similar.

As for Wu Man Shuang, he had already honestly gone to the last place on the white list to look for himself.

“…Huh?”

Suddenly, Wu Manshuang uttered a small question.

His ranking is not actually the last!

——He was the second to last in this written test!

As for the third from the bottom, it is of course Ling Shuanghun.

Ling Shuanghun: "Ouch?"

Yan Luoyue: "Wow..."

Wu Man Shuang turned around, her face glowing, and her aura was showering her with little flowers.

Because there was no need for a pad, the little green snake was happy for the whole afternoon.

Later, Yan Luoyue secretly inquired about the origins of the last-placed man.

"Oh." The weapon refiner who revealed the news said lightly, "The idiot just wrote his name on the paper, and then he ran out and had diarrhea because he took the wrong pill..."

In addition to this little episode, Yan Luoyue also discovered another small scenery on the bulletin wall.

In addition to the most eye-catching red and white lists, jade slips of other colors are also inlaid on the bulletin wall.

Yan Luoyue casually reached into a jade slip and took a look, and found out that the content of the jade slip was that Niu Shujian was wanting Hu Tuji at a high price.

The reason for the wanted Hu Tuji was that he stole the command letter from a noble family.

In addition, the jade slip also included a small portrait of Hu Tuji with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Yan Luoyue silently said to Niu Shujian, "Rest in peace" in her heart.

——Give up, Hu Tuji's token will be given to someone in need, and Niu Shujian will never see this vest again in his life.

After all, the arrangement of facial features created by the makeover is completely random.

The probability of re-rolling the face of "Hu Tuji" is probably lower than the probability of flipping a coin twice and getting it standing up both times.

But the next second, Yan Luoyue suddenly saw the wanted bounty for "Hu Tuji" - a full two hundred thousand spirit stones!

Yan Luoyue: “…”

How rich is the Niu family?

To be honest, at this moment, she actually had an urge to "next time when I'm short of money, I'll go find Niu Shujian and turn myself in"...

…

The second major exam in the Senren Makuunai is a practical test.

Just as Yan Luoyue had expected, the test content was to restore and disassemble the already refined magic weapon.

There were a total of two thousand instrument makers who entered this examination.

According to the ratio of four to one, only five hundred winners will remain in the end and receive the token that allows them to enter and exit the secret realm.

In the examination room, Yan Luoyue saw Ji Qinghong at a glance.

He sat side by side with the other two masters. Today, Ji Qinghong wore a long gown that looked like sky blue after rain. His soft white hair was casually scattered on his shoulders and body, and seemed to be emitting a faint fluorescent glow, making him particularly eye-catching.

In addition to Ji Qinghong, also sitting on the examination platform were Master Canhe of Fanyin Temple and another weapon refining master of Hongtong Palace.

Next to Master Canhe stood a little monk.

On both sides of the Grand Master of Hongtong Palace, the brothers Di were serving on the left and right respectively.

Grandmaster Hongtong Palace glanced at Ji Qinghong, looking both jealous and indignant: "...Why are you here too?"

He remembered that the conference schedule did not mention that Ji Qinghong would be responsible for supervising the exam!

Master Canhe said slowly: "Since Master Ji has come here, it must be predestined."

Ji Qinghong casually twisted her hair around her fingers, twisting it around and around.

He asked back with a half-smile: "Who said I was here to supervise the exam?"

Grandmaster Hongtong Palace snorted coldly: "Then you can have fun slowly."

He gestured to the person in charge beside him, signaling the start of the exam. The person in charge took a step forward and introduced the rules of this competition to the candidates.

The person in charge waved his sleeves, and nine layers of huge wooden frames suddenly appeared around the examination room.

The magic tools placed on these wooden racks are arranged in order of difficulty from low to high according to the number of layers they are placed in.

One item on the first layer is worth one point, one item on the second layer is worth four points, one item on the third layer is worth nine points... and so on, one item on the ninth layer is worth eighty-one points.

Within the time limit, candidates can choose any instrument on the shelf to disassemble. After disassembling the previous one, they can take another one.

If you are confident, you can skip the low-level difficulty and start directly from the high-level difficulty. However, if you take a high-level magic weapon but cannot solve it, you cannot go back and take a low-level magic weapon.

At the end of the exam, the 500 candidates with the highest scores will receive a selection order.

After hearing the test questions announced by the person in charge, many people immediately looked thoughtful.

This exam has two purposes.

First, you need to get as many points as possible;

The second is to have a precise grasp of your own level and avoid taking exam questions that are beyond your ability, which would prevent you from continuing the exam.

After figuring this out, some steady and confident candidates will start from the first level.

As for some instrument makers who were very confident in their own skills, they hesitated for a moment and then reached out to the third and fourth shelves.

Only a few extremely confident people, or those who know they are going to be eliminated, would not hesitate to choose magic tools from the seventh level and above to crack the game.

Yan Luoyue was very interested in the questions of this exam.

She wanted to see how difficult each level was.

With this in mind, Yan Luoyue approached the shelf, lifted her skirt, squatted down, and wanted to take the magic weapon on the first layer.

She was halfway through her movement when she suddenly stopped.

It was as if someone had used a thin string to restrain her movements, preventing her from placing her hands on those magical instruments.

Yan Luoyue turned back in surprise, only to find that the area around him had turned into a vacuum without him noticing. The examinees had spread out far away, almost forming a semicircle around Yan Luoyue.

There is only one reason why this scene appeared...

Yan Luoyue raised her head and, as expected, saw Ji Qinghong's handsome smiling face.

"Don't waste your time on such trivial matters."

Ji Qinghong patted Yan Luoyue's head leisurely, picked up a magic weapon from the ninth shelf at random, and threw it to Yan Luoyue.

In the eyes of everyone, this behavior was naturally a recurrence of Ji Yaozun's old habit of manipulating people.

It’s a pity that although Yan Luoyue is young, his luck is extremely bad and he was caught by this evil star.

For a moment, a young monk couldn't help but gasp and cast a sympathetic look at Yan Luoyue.

He gasped a little louder, and Ji Qinghongrao glanced at him with interest.

“…”

The young monk's back was instantly covered in sweat and he lowered his head in a hurry.

His mind was blank, and the only remaining thought was to not be targeted by Ji Qinghong!

Ji Qinghong displayed such an arrogant attitude that someone nearby finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Master Canhe put his palms together and murmured a Buddhist name: "Amitabha, Fellow Daoist Ji, she is just a little girl."

It is not easy for this girl to have the talent to pass the first round of assessment at such a young age.

The Thousand Refinements Conference might not be held once every hundred years, so why make it so difficult for her and let her miss this rare opportunity?

Seeing that Master Canhe had come forward to intercede, Ji Qinghong thought for a moment and then chuckled, "Yes, what the master said is absolutely right."

He put the magic weapon he had just taken out back on the shelf.

The little nun who followed Master Canhe heaved a sigh of relief, her eyes clear and joyful.

However, the next moment, Ji Qinghong took out a nine-link ring from his arms and put it into Yan Luoyue's hand.

"Since even the master has spoken for you, then you should solve this one."

“…”

The moment he saw the Nine-Linked Ring Sword clearly, the little monk's first reaction was to look up at Master Canhe. The brothers of the Biao family quickly glanced at each other.

The weapon-making disciples from the four major factions could all recognize what the Nine-Linked Ring was.

——There are nine layers of refining seals on it, which are the questions for the internal test of the four major forces.

As long as the disciples can solve the fifth chain, they will receive a command arrow.

However, Ji Qinghong said...

"As long as you can solve all the nine linked rings, I will consider you to have passed."

"Donor Ji..."

Master Canhe sighed and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Grandmaster Hongtong Palace glanced in this direction and shook his head in disdain, thinking that Ji Qinghong's behavior was very boring.

The little monk opened his eyes wide, grasped a corner of his monk's robe, and immediately began to recite scriptures for Yan Luoyue.

The eyes of the Bao brothers revealed a clear sense of schadenfreude.

——The facts once again proved that being in Ji Qinghong’s eyes was not necessarily a good thing.

This is the character of this demon lord. He may be supporting you at the last moment, but in the blink of an eye, he will knock you into the abyss with his own hands.

Not only that, Ji Qinghong even held Yan Luoyue's hand all the way to the examination platform.

He said kindly and gently:

“…”

After hearing these words, the candidates in the audience felt even more sympathetic.

I don't know what kind of gods that little girl had offended to such an extent that she had offended this demon king whose name cannot even be revealed!

Oh my god, I actually have to take the test next to that venerable Lord. This is really unbearable to think about.

If you stay next to that person, let alone take apart the nine-ring puzzle that looks very complicated, you probably have to think twice about how much one plus one equals!

Although the candidates did not dare to look up, they had already pictured the little girl's expression in their minds:

Poor girl, her face must be pale, her fingers are cold, her eyes are full of tears...

"——Thank you." Yan Luoyue nodded happily and pointed to the table in front of Ji Qinghong.

"Also, can I have some snacks here?"

The snacks that the organizers dared to use to entertain Ji Qinghong were naturally not ordinary stuff.

Take any one of them, the ingredients are all spiritual fruits and fairy springs of the fourth grade or above.

Not only can it nourish the mind and benefit the meridians, but for a foundation-building cultivator like Yan Luoyue, eating just one pill can improve one's cultivation.

If she didn't consider the issue of the meridian's endurance, and ate all the snacks in front of Ji Qinghong in one breath, Yan Luoyue even doubted that she could reach the Golden Elixir stage by eating the snacks.

Everyone: “!!!”

What? What did the little girl just say?

Hiss—Oh my God.

They see that the little girl doesn't want to have a snack, she must have just eaten something big before coming to the competition!

Calm down, little girl, the man you are asking for snacks from is not just any brother next door, he is Ji Qing Hong!

"Of course." Ji Qinghong praised in a warm tone, "You are very good. I don't like others to treat me too restrainedly."

He even opened a brand new teacup for Yan Luoyue, smiling: "If you are thirsty, you can drink tea - you can help yourself here."

"Thank you."

Yan Luoyue took a sip of the spiritual tea, and immediately her ears and eyes became clear, her spirit was lifted, and she felt fuller than ever before.

"You're welcome." Ji Qinghong said slowly, "They prepared the things anyway."

After completing the preliminary work, Yan Luoyue began to disassemble the system step by step.

As soon as she started, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Ji Qinghong's public reputation may be that of a cynical and fun-loving person.

But when dealing with Yan Luoyue, Ji Yaozun was kind to her from beginning to end.

This nine-ring puzzle directly condenses the difficulty of the test questions from the first to the ninth level, and each ring can be matched with a layer of the shelf.

That's good. It saves her the trouble of trying so many things.

In the blink of an eye, the first ring was disassembled in Yan Luoyue's hands. The whole process was as natural as the blink of an eye.

Followed by the second ring, the third ring...

Yan Luoyue's movements were easy and free, like flowing water and moving clouds. The movement of her fingers was like a beautiful dance, and the fire between her fingers was the ribbon wrapped around the dancer's body.

Just like that, Yan Luoyue dismantled all the way to the fifth ring smoothly.

Button Qidao didn't take it seriously at first, but later, his eyes were unconsciously attracted to Yan Luoyue's hands as he disassembled the things.

Not only that, he even noticed that the ancestor in front of him and Master Canhe of the Fanyin Temple were also paying vague attention to Yan Luoyue's movements.

Seeing Yan Luoyue holding the fifth ring and glimpsing a joint, he was about to take action.

Ji Qinghong, who was sitting on the side with his legs propped up, suddenly narrowed his gem-like red eyes.

He hummed a raised tone from his throat: "--Hmm?"

Hearing this question, Niu Qidao was suddenly startled.

He subconsciously reflected on himself: his approach to solving the problem was the same as Yan Luoyue's... What went wrong, and why didn't he notice it?

On the other side, Yan Luoyue, who also heard Ji Qinghong's question, did not stop at all.

She followed her own pace and undid the series of seals with a soft "clang" sound. Then she slowly looked up at Ji Qinghong.

"Is the demon lord feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Ji Qinghong narrowed his eyes and smiled as if he found it very interesting: "Why am I feeling uncomfortable? It's not you who did something wrong?"

Yan Luoyue said without hesitation: "...If I had made a mistake, you would not have reminded me, but would have left this mistake to the end, so that I could remember this lesson deeply."

Although she said it politely, anyone with ears could hear the underlying accusation: "Because you have a bad taste, you will definitely deliberately enjoy other people's expressions when they fail."

Niu Qidao looked at Ji Qinghong with implicit expectation, hoping that he could take out a nine-ringed dragon weighing more than 200 kilograms on the spot and feed it to this ignorant little girl.

However, Ji Qinghong just clapped his hands and laughed.

He patted Yan Luoyue on the back and urged her: "Keep going, there are four more rings, keep on unpacking them."

Yan Luoyue continued to go down at the same pace as before.

Her speed neither increased nor decreased.

But the difficulty of the fifth ring is not comparable to the first four rings. Button Qidao's thinking has begun to gradually fail to keep up with Yan Luoyue's hand speed.

When Yan Luoyue opened the sixth ring, Niu Qidao's eyes widened with a smirk at the corners of his eyes, but he had to admit reluctantly: This little girl is indeed extraordinary.

When he first took part in the test in the palace, he could only dismantle the seventh ring at most, but that was due to an accident and bad luck.

By the time he had taken apart the sixth ring, his mind was already very strained. It took him more than half an hour to take apart just this small ring.

...But now, this ring is in Yan Luoyue's hand, as simple as a child's toy.

There were a total of thirty-six refining techniques, which Yan Luoyue solved one by one step by step, and it only took less than a cup of tea.

The seventh ring, the eighth ring...

Unconsciously, even many candidates who had given up on their grades were attracted by Yan Luoyue.

Seeing Yan Luoyue advancing all the way to the ninth ring with great momentum, some people even held their breath subconsciously.

The only thing missing was the last point. That test question that they couldn't even figure out would be solved by this little girl.

At the critical moment, Ji Qinghong suddenly held Yan Luoyue's hand.

“…”

Although they dared not say anything, at that second, many people were sighing silently in their hearts.

Just when I was getting excited, it was interrupted midway.

This feeling is no less than having a mouthful of water stuck in your throat and not being allowed to swallow it, having a piece of watermelon core in front of you and not being allowed to eat it, or having the ending of a murder mystery book in front of you and not being allowed to read it. It is really annoying!

Ji Qinghong knocked on the table and said slowly, "Let's try another solution."

Yan Luoyue was helpless: "You are deliberately making things difficult for me."

With an ambiguous smile, Ji Qinghong glanced down at the audience, and saw that everyone was bowing their heads in unison like a wheat field in autumn.

Ji Qinghong was finally satisfied. He admitted calmly: "It's so boring to have everything go smoothly."

——I see. This person just lacks fun.

Pushing the snack plate on the table to Yan Luoyue, Ji Qinghong spoke in a gentle tone, but his request was unchangeable:

"If you feel tired, eat something, take a break, and then try another solution."

Yan Luoyue sighed as her originally smooth problem-solving train of thought was violently interrupted, then she carefully picked up a piece of snack and stuffed it into her mouth.

As the food went down his stomach, abundant spiritual energy rushed into Yan Luoyue's body.

With the nourishment of specially processed spiritual materials, Yan Luoyue's cultivation level is also slowly improving bit by bit.

A cool feeling spread through her body, and Yan Luoyue squinted her eyes in comfort. She did not forget that she was still taking the exam, and continued to think about how to solve the problem.

Under Ji Qinghong's deliberate embarrassment, Yan Luoyue finally slowed down the speed of dismantling the seal of the refining instrument.

But the superior qualities she had shown before were enough to attract the attention of the other two masters present.

With their cultivation, they could certainly see through Yan Luoyue's age and background at a glance. But this is what made things even more surprising.

Master Can He stopped twisting his rosary beads and murmured, "Fellow Daoist Ji, could it be that this Xiao Tan Yue is your disciple?"

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Ji Qinghong smiled jokingly.

"No, not yet."

As he said this, he admired the expression of Grand Master Hongtong Palace even more.

It was not until the other party showed a trace of urgency on his face, as if he wanted to do it now, that Ji Qinghong slowly added: "Of course, I really want to give her a pair of small shoes from my disciples."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

This style of wording is very Ji Qinghong.

Before Ji Qinghong could continue teasing the Grandmaster of Hongtong Palace, seemingly in a playful but actually ostentatious manner, Yan Luoyue had already determined the key to this nine-ring chain.

At the moment of confirmation, she couldn't help but look up at Ji Qinghong.

Yan Luoyue was now certain—when he was trying to break the ninth ring before, he was indeed trying to stop her intentionally.

Because although this Nine-Linked Ring has nine rings and each ring has a seal of varying difficulty, it is not a nine-layer seal refining weapon test.

There is a tenth seal on the hilt of the Nine-Ring Sword.

With Yan Luoyue's eyesight, if she unlocked the ninth seal step by step, she would be able to discover the existence of the tenth seal hidden behind it and break it.

But that's probably not what Ji Qinghong wants.

This man's aesthetic style is pretty easy to guess:

He just likes exaggerated and interesting scenes that can shock others and provoke strong reactions.

So, Ji Qinghong insisted that Yan Luoyue change his tactics.

There is a very clever way to crack it here, and he has actually taught it to Yan Luoyue implicitly.

The answer is on the invitation to the Qianlian Conference.

In other words, as long as Yan Luoyue opened the invitation, she could use the same method to unlock the Nine Rings.

This time, the examiner is clearly giving away the questions.

With a confident smile, flames wrapped around the back of Yan Luoyue's hand.

She changed her previous dazzling techniques and used her hands to make simple movements with one mistake after another.

On the platform, the three masters all knew that although Yan Luoyue's previous performance had always been as beautiful as a butterfly flying through flowers, only this interpretation was truly perfect and had returned to the original state, and had already faintly touched the threshold of the master of refining weapons.

Clang——

With a slight sound of metal collision, the Nine-Ring Sword instantly detached from the hilt.

As for Luo Yue, he broke through the seals of the ninth and tenth layers with one move, proving with his actions that he had passed this extraordinary test.

Ji Qinghong burst into laughter.

“Well done.”

He praised her softly, pinned a command arrow on Yan Luoyue's collar, and took her hand and walked down the platform.

Master Canhe looked at the half-burned incense stick and called him helplessly, "Fellow Daoist Ji..."

Ji Qinghong looked back and smiled: "Master, do you want to keep me here? But I'm not here to supervise these two thousand candidates."

This statement is a bit nonsensical.

But Master Canhe and Grandmaster Hongtong Palace understood Ji Qinghong's meaning instantly.

——Of course, he was not here to supervise the examination of 2,000 candidates. He came here specifically to supervise the examination of one candidate.

After figuring out the key, the Grand Master of Hongtong Palace stood up on the spot, puffing his beard and glaring, with an expression that was truly wonderful.

——No wonder Ji Qinghong insisted on coming here today even though he was not assigned to be an invigilator.

It turned out that he came here deliberately to show off that he had obtained a new disciple with extraordinary qualifications!

“…”

At this moment, even with the Buddhist's energy-cultivation skills, Master Canhe couldn't help but be speechless for a moment.

She put her palms together and muttered silently: "Amitabha..."

I have the Buddha’s compassion.

This does not apply to monkey suppression.

If she had the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain Kung Fu, she might also want to pin the rabbit under the mountain and lock it up for 50,000 years.