I Rely on Caution to Cultivate to Immortality Chapter 463: Level 2

However, these tiny sparrows are too noisy, especially when they are captured, they need to be extremely gentle, which can make the monks very tired. So at the moment when Senior Sanxian's stop sounded, although many monks were extremely tired, their first reaction was to stay away from those little sparrows. He would rather stand by the side of the monk who did not deal with them than to have any contact with these little sparrows.

At the same time, the monks on the seventh floor of Qiling Mountain seemed to be wantonly kneaded by an invisible big hand. The monks who were stained with sparrow's blood at the last moment due to their carelessness were mercilessly kicked out. As for those who falsified, such as putting on another set of robes on their dirty bodies to try to get away with it, they were all arrested.

When these people are eliminated, the rest are the monks who are really not stained with the blood of the sparrow.

At this time, a majestic voice came from the sky again.

"Now, release the sparrow you captured."

Wait for the monks to hear it, no matter whether there is any doubt in their hearts whether they can clearly distinguish the number of birds caught by each monk, on the surface they are simply and neatly released the caught birds. come out. Otherwise, isn't it just doubting the strength of the Sanxian seniors?

Soon, the tiny sparrows that had been silenced for a short time after receiving the spirit beast bag immediately appeared in the sky, chirping and flying around. In the blink of an eye, the entire Qiling Mountain became a sea of ​​tiny birds.

Minran and the other monks looked at each other in blank dismay. It's all in such a mess, can these senior Sanxians still distinguish who caught these tiny sparrows?

However Sanxian is worthy of being a Sanxian. The next moment, there seemed to be something extra in the air. Minran and the others stood quietly in the same place, but when they looked up, they found a big bright red number above the heads of the others. Those numbers are big and small, representing the number of tiny birds captured by these people.

Looking at a few monks with outstanding achievements, they found that the numbers above their heads were exactly the same as the real ones. Now, most people already know it in their hearts. It seems that the senior Sanxians are very serious and responsible, but they must have been staring at them, otherwise how could they all be good?

As for himself, the number of sparrows caught is 234, which can be regarded as the best in the entire third floor. But when comparing the tiny sparrows caught by the monks on the seventh floor, the number that Mingran caught can only be regarded as upper-middle level.

No way, those top monks caught too many sparrows. For example, Zhuang Xinyan, she caught four hundred of them! And Wushou Buddha, because of his strong affinity, those little sparrows who would be nervous to explode when they are next to others are so well-behaved by his side, as if they have never been anxious. It was like flying towards him one after another! He was also the one who captured the most sparrows in the first competition. Moreover, none of the sparrows died.

Actually, this first competition is really beneficial to those Buddhist practitioners in Mingzhao Temple. Especially Liaochen Buddha Xiu, etc., are very favored by Wei Que. Of course, not every buddha cultivator is very popular with the little sparrows. At least one of them is the red-eyed buddha cultivator named Yuan.

If he hadn't followed Wushou Buddha closely, he might not have caught as many as two hundred sparrows.

Facing the questioning eyes of other monks, the abbot of Mingzhao Temple smiled slightly.

"My Buddha not only has a Buddha with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but also a King Kong with angry eyes."

Then stop talking.

OK.

Everyone took it as an explanation.

At this time, all the monks gathered in one place, and according to the number of sparrows caught, the Sanxians made the second half of the monks out of the barrier, and wiped out half of them so simply.

With so many fewer people, the monks who were still in the field, such as Ru Mingran, suddenly felt that the space was much larger, but they were not too happy, after all, this was only the first competition.

Soon, the second match will continue.

This time, a stone the size of one person's arms appeared in front of every monk assigned to the new site.

Miran is now on the fourth floor, looking at the stone in front of him curiously. This stone looks ordinary, but if it is so, it will not be regarded as the assessment content of the second competition.

Senior Sanxian said that the content of the exam this time is very simple, that is, lifting stones. Whoever persists for a long time has the possibility of winning. There is only one requirement in the process, if the stone in your hand falls before the end of the competition, you will lose the qualification for the competition.

Just, is it really as easy as it sounds? With a skeptical attitude, he tried to lift the stone with half-belief.

It's very simple, and Minran lifted it up without any effort. Looking at the other monks around, everyone's expression is very relaxed. However, because the Sanxians hadn't finished talking, these monks felt a little annoyed.

This broken stone is not heavy, why do you keep holding it up? Is this the only thing in the second game?

However, the moment the monks relaxed, the stone in their hands suddenly became heavier without warning! If it was only the weight of ten adults before, then now it is the weight of a small mountain bag!

In an instant, the scene was full of complaints! The fallen stones rolled all over the place, and one of them rolled a few times towards the position where Minran was.

Actually, it's not that these monks can't lift this stone, it's just that this thing will suddenly increase in weight! And it was the kind that didn't say hello at all in advance.

Caught off guard, very few people persisted.

Miran is not among them, her strength is no worse than that of a demon cultivator. But at this moment, amidst the complaints against the monks, she held up the stone in her hand, lowered her eyebrows as much as possible, and did not look at anyone, so as not to make others think she was arrogant.

However~IndoMTL.com~ she is destined not to be quiet this time. After the monks who were brushed off because of the sudden drop of the stone in their hands left, Minran easily saw Yuan Yuge who was lifting the stone very easily, as well as Liao Chen and the red-eyed Buddhist cultivator.

When he found Yuan Yuge who was staring at him, his heart trembled, and he turned his head away quietly, pretending that he didn't know this person. It's just that things backfired, Yuan Yuge soon found out about Minran, and then shouted her name loudly.

Other people who knew Huanran suddenly turned their heads, and finally their eyes converged on one point. That's where Huanran is.

This...

Han Ran's fingers holding the stone trembled slightly, and finally resisted the urge to throw it at Yuan Yuge's face. However, Yuan Yuge couldn't see the change in his expression at all, so he walked over directly. Of course, the most important thing is that there is still a stone on top of this person who hesitates to speak! Just looking at it makes me nervous and my heart beats faster!

"Yuan Daoyou, you don't have to..."