Ye Fen's whining is of no use.
Instead, there were more and more chaotic sounds at the scene.
Basically they are criticizing Wang Teng and Ye Fen.
Anyway, they are the protagonists of today.
Ye Fen's roar was seen by everyone.
In fact, it breaks the defense.
She was filled with resentment.
Why are these people targeting her one by one?
She obviously did nothing wrong!
She was obviously the one who was murdered!
Why do you have to be watched and laughed at like monkeys by this group of people here?
If it wasn't for his own life, to save his life, would he have done anything?
What the hell.
She is going dark.
Ye Fen gritted his teeth, and there was a faint layer of bloodshot eyes under his eyes.
But Wang Teng, who was showing off badly, just smiled coldly.
Sure enough, once a person is in trouble, everything seems to go much smoother.
Now these taunts fell on him like drizzle.
No feeling at all.
I even want to pull out a pound and taste it.
Instead, he watched the excitement of Ye Fen with great interest.
Let this bastard trick you just now.
Now, you know how uncomfortable it is, right?
Although, there were many, many people mocking me at the scene.
But this matter still has to go on.
On the field, the soul-measuring stele slowly sank into the ground after everyone finished testing it.
The white-bearded elder spoke again, drowning out all the noise.
"The first level, measuring the spiritual roots, has been completed!"
"Next, test your understanding!"
"This level does not look at cultivation, nor does it look at the bones, just a little bit."
"That is, facing Great Dao, can you catch that glimmer of light in a very short period of time!"
"Comprehension is the cornerstone of spiritual practice. No matter how good your spiritual roots are, if your understanding is insufficient, it is still a piece of rotten wood!"
He said, raising his hand and waving.
The spiritual monument that had sunk into the ground slowly rose again.
But this time, the monument is no longer an empty groove.
Instead, densely packed lines of ancient seal script emerged.
Those ancient seal characters were twisted and coiled as if they were alive.
On the surface of the monument, it swims slowly.
"This is the inscription Great Dao, divided into nine levels."
The white-bearded elder said, "The inscriptions appeared, and they were understood in groups of two."
The crowd was in commotion again.
Many people's faces showed nervousness.
Comprehension is the most mysterious thing.
It's not like spiritual roots, which can be measured.
It's like, that moment of inspiration.
If you can catch it, it's yours; if you can't, it's gone.
As soon as this rule came out, the square immediately became lively.
More than a hundred disciples began to look for people they liked and trusted.
Form a group.
Those who knew each other, were friends with each other, and were fellow disciples gathered together in twos and threes.
You pull me, I pull him.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of groups were divided.
But only two people seemed to be forgotten in the corner.
Ye Fen and Wang Teng.
No one wants to accept them.
Ye Fen is the madman who was eating shit in the square yesterday.
Even though the top-grade spiritual root was tested today, the stigma has not been washed away.
Who wants to be with someone who poops in public and eats it himself?
If word spreads, I will lose face.
Wang Teng weighs half a pound.
A traitor fished out of a shit jar and smashed on the spot.
Call yourself a stinking piece of shit.
If we formed a team with him, what would others think?
I thought I was also a piece of shit.
Then, such a strange scene appeared in the square.
Dozens of groups of disciples stood neatly and lively.
Only in the middle is a large open space.
There are two standing on the open space, one on the left and one on the right.
Someone who no one wants to touch.
The white-bearded elder glanced at the entire audience and frowned. "Have you all finished sharing?"
"Elder!" A disciple immediately raised his hand. "Our group is full!"
"We're full too!"
"Full, full!"
It was full one after another, making a sound.
That meaning is very clear.
Don't give us those two guys.
The white-bearded elder took another look at the two people in the clearing.
After a moment of silence. "Then you two will work together."
Ye Fen:"???"
Wang Teng:"???"
The two of them turned to glare at each other at the same time.
"Should I go with him?" Ye Fen almost jumped up. "Elder, if I don't go with him, he's a loser!"
"Ha!" Wang Teng laughed on the spot, "You don't want to be with me? I think you're a shit-eater!"
"You still have the nerve to dislike me?"
"You!" Ye Fen was so angry that his face turned red. "Say it again!"
"Just say it!" Wang Teng scratched his head. "You! Eat! Shit!"
"I am the inner demon!" Ye Fen roared, "Do you understand the inner demon!"
"Inner demon?" Wang Teng sneered, "Your inner demon is really picky, specializing in picking out people in public and making you eat shit!"
"You!!!" Ye Fen's fist was already clenched.
"Do you want to be beaten?!"
"Oh, Qi Refining's trash, what do you want?"
Wang Teng, instead of retreating, moved forward. "Don't call you a waste, even if you are a top expert, so what?"
"My life is dead. If you beat me to death, it's better for me. Come on, hit me here. If you can't kill me, you will be my grandson!"
As he spoke, he moved his face forward.
Ye Fen was so angry that he was shaking all over.
That fist was raised again and again.
But the white-bearded elder was still watching from above.
The rules are there too.
If she really took action, it would be hard to say whether her life could be saved, let alone her own.
She swallowed the breath hard.
His teeth chattered loudly.
Forbearance!
"Just wait." She gritted her teeth.
"Both each other." Wang Teng, taking half a step away with an indifferent expression.
"Anyway, no matter who I'm in the same group with, I'm fine with you."
"Who are you calling a piece of shit?"
"What's wrong with you?"
The two almost started fighting again.
But in the end, it was hindered by the dozen or so powerful men above who were watching eagerly.
They could only stare at each other and suppress their anger.
The two people stood about a foot apart.
One's eyes were wide open, and the other's nostrils were pointed upward.
That posture, let alone a tacit understanding, it would be a blessing if they didn't stumble each other.
The white-bearded elder looked at these two and rubbed his eyebrows.
Finally, he waved his hand. "Okay, now that we are grouped, let's get started!"
"Ye Fen, Wang Teng, the same number one monument!"
Ye Fen and Wang Teng were stunned at the same time.
Good guys, they are the first group.
I have no choice but to do it.
The two people walked forward.
Came to the front of No Opportunity Stele.
Then they both sat down cross-legged.
Everyone looked at them.
Above the sky, the glass of wine in Jiang Yantian's hand was spinning again and again.
He looked at the two guys sitting cross-legged in the square below, neither of them convinced of the other.
You can't even hide the smile in your eyes.
"Interesting." He whispered to himself, "A shit-eater and a shit-drinker, come together and understand Great Dao."
"It would be a pity if I, the Emperor, cannot see this scene."
He put down his wine glass, slowly stretched out his finger, and flicked it in the air.
A wisp of fine powder, almost invisible to the naked eye, condensed silently from his fingertips and dispersed in the wind.
It turned into a very light stream of light and floated down with the wind.
Floating across the square and the crowd, it finally landed on Ye Fen and Wang Teng.
Soundless, colorless and tasteless.
No one noticed.
Jiang Yantian retracted his hand, picked up the wine glass again, and leaned back on the chair.
He could hide this from the thousands of monks below.
But he couldn't hide it from the women sitting next to him.
Beiming Yu was the first to notice.
Her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and her gaze fell on the wisp of powder that was almost completely dispersed.
She turned her head and glanced at Jiang Yantian without saying anything.
Just the corner of his mouth curled up very lightly.