I saw this monk with a mysterious origin and always looking calm and calm, taking a step forward and standing quietly next to the female cultivator from the Tianlong Department who was fighting.
The two of them were less than five meters apart, and there was no hostility in either of them.
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 skills, or the like?"
" Secret skill? "
Chen Mo was a little confused and asked him what he was doing.
"Yes, in order to prevent others from saying that our Tianlong Department is cheating, you should come up with a secret technique."
Chen Mo thought for a while, he didn't know many secret techniques, but there were a few.
It is absolutely impossible to use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique, followed by the Nine Heavenly Blood Transformations, the Great Thousand Transformations, and the True Dragon Sword Technique.
Although I don’t know what kind of medicine the other party sells in the gourd, these three are not unusual.
Maybe in Pingduzhou, they are worth a lot of money, but here maybe no one can take a fancy to them.
"I don't have an original copy with me, maybe I can copy one silently?"
"Okay."
After receiving the permission, Chen Mo walked to the stone table on his own initiative, picked up the paper and pen prepared by the other party, and Start writing eloquently.
The full text of the Nine Transformations of Heavenly Blood is not long. With his speed, it only took an hour to transcribe it all.
At this time, Wu Meng took the initiative to walk to him, picked up what he had written and started reading.
"Nine Transformations of Heavenly Blood? It's actually a body refining secret technique... It's a bit interesting..." The other party flipped through it hastily, nodding while reading, "It doesn't look like it was compiled by someone today, it should be from someone The 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 it again. Cen Yun and his men said: "Two low-grade spiritual crystals per person."
Without any hesitation, the two of them took the spiritual crystals and placed them on the stone table.
At this moment, Chen Mo, who was still copying for the second time, finally understood:
The so-called "book" competition is not about battle formations or painting with magic weapons, but about the understanding of skills and secrets?
But how do you understand this?
While thinking, the second copy had been completed, and Chen Mo immediately put away the spiritual crystal handed to him.
No one can have too much of spiritual crystals and spiritual stones, right?
“Let’s start, two hours.”
I saw two copied copies of "Nine Transformations of Heavenly Blood" flying into their respective hands, and immediately they opened the inner pages and began to read carefully.
For monks in the Yuanying realm, their spiritual consciousness is already very powerful, and they can often remember the entire content at a glance.
So, it only took them a few breaths to put the book aside.
The secret technique worth one spiritual crystal was just thrown away, and the others didn't even think of taking a second look.
“I think you are not a practitioner of physical education, so it would be fair to meditate on enlightenment 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 competition of chess, but in fact it is a competition of formations; it seems to be a competition of painting, but in fact it is a competition of weapon refining.
Although these two people are now the "books" in chess, calligraphy and painting, the key lies in understanding!
Chen Mo and Yan Xiaoxiao stared at the two monks who were sitting cross-legged and meditating on the secret skills. Soon, their blood and energy changed obviously.
Only half an hour later, Cen Yun suddenly stood up.
A dark red blood mist enveloped his whole body, and his body continued to change, eventually turning into a bloody giant.
The first of the nine changes of heavenly blood is the change of qi and blood!
Half an hour?
Chen Mo couldn't help but frown.
Thinking back to the time when he practiced this secret technique, although it didn't take much effort, it didn't take only half an hour!
This understanding is even stronger than if he had eaten the Little Enlightenment Fruit.
“Heh.”
At this time, Yan Xiaoxiao let out a cold snort. Obviously, this monk from Pingdu Continent can only be said to have average vision.
With the spiritual consciousness of the Yuanying monk, half an hour of practicing the secret technique of foundation building can only be regarded as ordinary, but the real difficulty is the next two realms!
Even for the simplest secret technique, it will take several days to reach the Golden Core Stage, and it will take several months to several years to reach the Nascent Soul Stage, depending on the difficulty.
The "book competition" among monks is a kind of literary battle that uses understanding instead of magic.
Of course, as for how far a secret skill can be practiced, which one is higher or which one is lower, it is relatively easy for people like Wu Meng who are in the realm of divine transformation.
He didn't even need to speak.
Two hours passed by in a flash, and Cen Yun was already sweating profusely.
There was a hint of anxiety on Lao Cheng's face. The opponent had never used the Nine Heavenly Blood Transformations since the beginning of the fight, while he lingered before the second transformation for a long time and could not break through in a short time.
In his opinion, it is impossible for the Tianlong Division to send someone with such poor understanding that he cannot comprehend the first change!
“Time’s up!”
As soon as Wu Meng announced, Cen Yun’s opponent didn’t even think about it. He only took a step back and said, “I lost.”
Lost?
He was a little confused.
However, compared to Cen Yun's confusion, Yan Xiaoxiao of the Qi Beast Academy was already in a state of turmoil!
What is this?
She thinks that her understanding is not bad. Even if she didn't choose "book", she is still no better than Cen Yun.
But he failed to take out the beast-controlling scroll, and the other party succeeded without doing anything? Isn't this an implicit decision?
Seeing her chest heaving up and down, Wu Meng sneered: "What? Not convinced?"
"I...don't dare!"
"Tianlong Department We didn’t send the strongest person in ‘Qin, Qi, Calligraphy and Painting’, so someone has to win, right?”
As soon as he said this, 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.
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 Dianli, 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.
No matter whether the latter can defeat the Tianlong Club's piano skills, they will eventually lose to this person.
“No!”
Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at Chen Mo, sneered and left the ancient temple and ancient 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.
We often make eye contact, and others will never understand how much meaning is contained in these eyes.
“Is the only piano left?”
“No, except ‘book’, you can choose everything else.”
Chen Mo nodded, that's it!
Those who win can continue to accept challenges, but those who lose cannot.
After much thought, he realized that although he was talented in formations, he seemed to be better at music! (End of this chapter)