Now everyone who didn't understand understood it. What this means is that an inexplicable scream from a certain monk was intercepted as a question, and then the Knowledge Pavilion answered it, thus completing the test.
Everyone seemed to vaguely understand what this level required them to do. But now everything has not been fully unfolded, so it is naturally not certain.
Good guy, is this a problem? !
They had questioned so many people just now, yet the other party chose to answer such a question that had no constructive meaning. You are really playing tricks on them, right?
Now everyone wants to catch the guy who screamed and asked "What the hell is this place?" - although they know rationally that it is not the other party's fault. After all, who could know in advance what kind of ghost place this was, and who could know that this ghost place had such a robber and gangster logic.
After reading it, everyone just felt extremely frustrated, but in theory, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.
"The trial has begun. The trial has officially begun. Please take your seats." Everyone felt that the ground under their feet began to shake slightly. It was very slight, but it was real.
A high platform was built slightly in front of where they were standing, as if it appeared out of thin air. Its four sides were regular and smooth, and its surface was slightly shiny.
"Please select a camp. Changes are not allowed after selection, and movement conversion is not allowed."
With all the previous changes, everyone seemed to be aware of it and reacted immediately the moment they received the instructions.
Seeing the lines suddenly appearing under their feet and starting to change crazily, everything happened so fast that they didn't even have enough time to think. Everyone can only act according to instinct, that is, the body makes a decision before the brain.
But in the blink of an eye, everyone was roughly divided into "camps".
Not to mention, the monk's reaction and brain are really much higher than ordinary people, and his observation and action abilities are also far above the level.
Don't look at how they were noisy and bustling in the space just now, just like Leng Touqing. But in fact, everyone has their own plans, what to say, what to do, and how loud they are... maybe they have a plan in mind.
As soon as they met, they began to protect each other, search for information, and obtain the most beneficial intelligence information for themselves. Whether there are any of their own people nearby, where they are, which direction, and which angle is the most convenient to meet... they all see it.
Once you hear about dividing camps, there is no need to consider anything else. There’s no need to think about it at all, just use what’s already available.
It only took a moment for them to find the right team and return to where they should go.
Of course, there will also be some particularly dull fools who end up in the wrong place. If they take advantage of the fact that the camp line is not closed, they still have a chance to move, but if they wait until the line is completely closed and still find the wrong place... well, fellow Taoists who are so slow are really stupid. This kind of people are generally the kind that no one cares about in the sect. Of course, no one cares whether they can successfully return to their own camp.
The so-called division of camps is actually a simple drawing of a frame line, divided into six areas, which correspond to the six doors. It is almost a re-enactment of the division of personnel before entering.
After everyone completed the division, the imaginary white frame completely closed and condensed into substance. A layer of existence similar to a spiritual barrier shot out from the bottom, encircling everyone in the frame together.
The six camps were circled separately, so that they could not infringe upon each other.
Everyone:...
By the way, why do they have to do it? What happened to them? It seemed as if they were suddenly subjected to some kind of force majeure and they couldn't help but follow suit.
But what should I do if I feel even worse? ! It seems that I have fallen into a trap that is still being prepared...
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The light shone in every corner, and everyone could see clearly what they were in this space.
There seems to have been a wave of people around. The familiar brothers, sisters, and masters have all been dispersed and scattered everywhere. Some unfamiliar monks have mixed in around.
Although there are a lot of people standing in this area, they seem a bit small compared to this huge space, shrinking into this small area in the middle.
And these are not the point.
Only then did everyone realize that the space they were in turned out to be a cave, with a high vault that had no end in sight, and it would take a sword to reach the top.
The rock wall far from the center below is neatly arranged with special cabinets, each about half a meter by three meters in size, linked to each other from top to bottom, left and right, covering the entire wall.
The cabinets were filled with bamboo slips and biological paper, and there was almost no space left. There are several rows of bookcases surrounding the wall, each containing numerous books on bamboo slips.
The more you look at this space, the more it looks like a library. But judging from the incredible amount of books, this book collection space exceeds those that everyone present has seen before.
For scholars, books are wealth and knowledge, and they lead to great prospects and a broader future. For monks, books represent skills, perhaps secrets, and infinite possibilities.
They have not forgotten that this is a fairy tower, and the books in the fairy tower are naturally unlikely to be ordinary books. If these bamboo slips and secret books are all related to cultivation, then... what a huge treasure house are they facing now? !
The light shone in every corner, and everyone could see clearly what they were in this space.
Everyone's gazes on the bookcases and bamboo slips had turned from carelessness and scrutiny to desire and greed.
How many years have passed since Immortal Lord Wenchang ascended to this world, and I don’t know how many generations of overlords have changed, and how many generations of geniuses have been moved. Along with the passing of time, countless immortal grass spiritual objects have passed away, and many unique skills have also been lost in the torrent of history over the years.
If the Jixia Immortal Pagoda is really the one they thought it was, the secret realm of the books contained in it will naturally have passed through the same long period of time as this Immortal Pagoda. In other words, these seemingly dusty bamboo slips may contain many secrets that disappeared in the torrent of history along with the decline of war. These are rare treasures!
All the disciples who thought of this section didn't want to rush over and take down the bamboo slips to take a look to confirm their inner suspicions.
It's a pity that after several personal experiences in the past, they saw with their own eyes how chickens were killed. These monkeys have really learned to be smart. They don't dare to act rashly. They can only quietly see what the consciousness behind the scenes wants to do. .
However, the face is calm but the mind is not calm.
Faced with such a situation, everyone couldn't calm down. They each had their own thoughts and racked their brains to think about how to stand out in this strange predicament and gain more benefits for themselves and the sect.
