Chapter 80 Her mind is so terrifying
"If we listen to the sword spirit's instigation and start a fight, it would be a very bad idea."
Ye Xiaoman used the art of sound transmission to transmit her voice to everyone's ears.
The noisy monks quieted down and turned their heads towards where she was.
The sword spirit looked at her unhappily.
Ye Xiaoman walked forward and the monks made way for her.
She found a large rock and climbed up, which gave her a commanding vantage point, perfect for delivering her speech.
Someone immediately criticized her from the audience: "You're quite good at showing off! You better come up with a great strategy... Ouch!"
Xiao Chujing fired a gas bomb from the air, knocking the troublemaker to the ground.
Everyone thought Ye Xiaoman would launch into a long speech, but unexpectedly, she took out a small gourd the size of a palm, with a big belly and a small opening. No one knew when she had made it out of straw stalks.
"I'll ask a few people to cooperate with me to play a little game."
The seven or eight monks standing in the front walked forward curiously.
Ye Xiaoman looked like she was about to perform a magic trick, letting everyone see her preparations: she stuffed a few small balls, which she also made with straw core, into the gourd, leaving only a straw branch outside to tie each ball together.
She showed off her grass gourd, with a handful of grass branches sticking out of the fluffy mouth of the gourd.
The sword spirit's curiosity was aroused, so he stood aside and watched without knocking her down.
Ye Xiaoman asked each monk to grab a piece of grass branch, "Now, please take the small ball out of the gourd."
This is a kindergarten in the end times. The teacher lets the children play games in order to make education entertaining and to cultivate a spirit of unity.
The monks grabbed their own grass branches and rushed to pull. At that time, the gourd's opening could only pull out one ball. As a result of their scrambling, no one could pull the ball out.
Ye Xiaoman stopped them and said, "Next, don't rush over. Come one by one."
The monks who participated in the game followed her instructions and took turns pulling the ball. Now, it was easy for them to take the ball out of the opening.
The people with strong comprehension abilities present had already understood what Ye Xiaoman meant and began to think deeply.
Ye Xiaoman took the opportunity to add value: "As this game shows, if we don't unite and fight over something until we're both bloodied, we'll both end up hurting each other and gain nothing."
"If we unite and work together to solve problems, we can achieve what we want."
"My dear brothers and sisters," Ye Xiaoman said earnestly, "if we start fighting at the first level, how many of us will be able to cross the river?"
She said, "Even if we want to fight, we can't do it in the first round. The magic swords in the first round are all scraps of copper and iron. The defeated ones who have been screened out can only pick these."
"If we unite and fight on to the fourth and fifth stages, even if we lose, we can still get a very good magic sword."
"The elder said that the sword we got was a gift from the sect. Even if we can't enter the inner sect, if we pick up a valuable sword and sell it on the black market, we can make a lot of money!"
The monks were hit hard.
The sword spirit's speech secretly cast a bewitching spell that could make people lose their minds. The more excited the emotions were, the more effective the spell was.
A game played by Ye Xiaoman attracted everyone's attention. Everyone calmed down and the sword spirit's temptation was broken.
Reason returns.
"Ah! Junior Sister is right!"
Although Ye Xiaoman's nostrils were stuffed with two suspicious pieces of tissue paper, her deceptive appearance was indeed enough to fool people.
If a smart-looking person jumps out to speak, people will suspect that he has ulterior motives.
She looks honest, with clear eyes, and speaks slowly, as if her brain reacts very slowly. The games she plays are also silly and cute. At first glance, she is the kind of girl who will blush shyly when speaking in public.
Let people let down their guard.
How could an honest person have any bad intentions? She must be thinking about everyone.
Xiao Chujing has deep dimples. My sister is so smart and kind.
It is his great fortune to have her.
The sword spirit saw that the situation was getting out of control and quickly said, "Don't listen to her nonsense."
It quickly cast a spell on Ye Xiaoman, hoping to manipulate her into betraying it by promising to let her cross the river alone. Humph, its spell was very effective, unless one was mentally strong and definitely not an ordinary person...
Huh? Hey? Why didn't Ye Xiaoman react to its spell at all?!
The sword spirit was horrified. Could it be that she was really a saint with firm beliefs that is rarely seen in a century?
Why can she resist all temptations in the world?
What is it, what powerful force supports her?
Is it justice? Is it love and peace? Is it the lofty ambition to shoulder the responsibility of the world?
The sword spirit was deeply moved and secretly read Ye Xiaoman's mind.
Then it saw that in Ye Xiaoman's mind, the Holy Son Jiaying was spinning and jumping, doing a striptease...
Sword Spirit: “……?”
Sword Spirit: “!”
Ye Xiaoman turned towards it quickly, with the gloomy eyes of all the monks.
She pointed at it and said, "Don't listen to its nonsense. Defeat it and we'll pass."
Sword Spirit: "Fuck you..."
It completely lost the initiative, and hundreds of monks rushed over with murderous eyes, pinned it to the ground and beat it violently.
Think about it, as the chief examiner, it has been respected and arrogant for thousands of years, bullying candidates one after another. How could it end up like this today?
It was beaten so hard that it cried, and it was not known whether it was because of the pain or because its self-esteem was broken.
Even his three favorite magic swords, gold, silver and bronze, were taken away during the chaos.
Ahhh, this is rotten Qingzhengzong, I want to resign!
After beating the sword spirit, the monks left.
They stole the sword spirit's boat and took turns crossing the river.
Ye Xiaoman wiped the three swords, gold, silver and bronze, and put them into the storage bag.
"Let us move on."
The monks united as one: "Okay!"
The second level.
The chief examiner was armed with a Fang Tian Ji and was accompanied by a group of sword-wielding and armored younger brothers, looking very majestic.
He was good at using the military's Qimen Dunjia to trap and kill monks, and he was notorious in the past.
The burly spirit spoke.
"Ahem, listen to the question. You are a five-year-old monk's child. Today is your birthday. Your father gave you a sword. In order to test the sword, you accidentally cut down your father's beloved cherry tree. What should you do?"
The monks rushed forward and rubbed it on the ground.
"If a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father. If I am unfilial, it is your fault."
"What else can I do? Of course, filial piety is the key to strength. If I can chop down trees, what's wrong with chopping down my father?"
"I'm only 5 years old. I just chopped down a tree. I hate people like you who put a price on everything."
The second level was passed smoothly.
The third level.
The examiner trembled and said, "Well, this is a written test, no fighting..."
"Ah? Don't you know I'm uneducated? Who are you trying to humiliate by talking about a written test?"
"What 211, 985, Sister Man is doing all five."
The examiner was hung on a tree and beaten back and forth.
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