Zhang Yan left no room in his words, and Shen Jingyue couldn't say what he said, but he was not annoyed, smiled faintly, and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, let's do it for yourself." ”、

He turned around and stepped off the stage, and it didn't take long for the chubby Zhang Zhen to walk up to the earth platform slowly, but he was not good at words, and after giving a proper salute, he and Zhang Yan sat down separately.

Zhang Zhen looked at the first star tablet, the first star tablet was divided into nine paragraphs and three chapters, more than 10,000 words, and he had secretly seen a few times at the festival meeting before.

Looking at it now, he found that the handwriting like ants and insects was just a few glances, and a feeling of vomiting and boredom rose in his heart, and he hurriedly took a few deep breaths, tried to calm his mind, and took out a pair of fine bamboo chips from his sleeve to prepare to deduce and interpret, and inadvertently glanced at Zhang Yan, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that Zhang Yan was already working the case at the moment, and I couldn't help but wonder, what is this doing?

Not only was he puzzled, but the disciples of all the sects, including Shen Jingyue, who were sitting in the audience, were also puzzled, I don't know what kind of mystery this Zhang Yan is doing?

To say that Zhang Yan has begun to interpret the etching, everyone does not believe it, and Zhu Chip does not need to say it, and he writes so quickly, which is not like deducing the etching, but like copying the article.

In fact, Zhang Yan's deduction of the star monument is not much worse than copying the article at this time.

This time, he made an appointment with the Guangyuan faction alone, and on the surface, he was relaxed, as if he was in control, but in fact, where would he be at the slightest bit relaxed? Almost as soon as he came up, he did his best, sinking his consciousness into the remnant jade clone, and deduced frantically at an extremely fast speed.

The remnant jade had just gained something, and the content immediately flowed out of his pen, so in the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Yan's move was simply incredible.

Zhang Zhen didn't dare to look at Zhang Yan's movements after a few glances, and he suddenly thought in his heart that this might be Zhang Yan's strategy to disturb his mind?

At this moment, Zhang Yan didn't have time to pay attention to this, but after writing the first sentence, the qi in his body moved inexplicably, and then swam towards him with hundreds of limbs, this experience was very wonderful, as if he had become one with the heavens, and the star orbit was reflected in his body, and the changes were great, and he couldn't help but look at it, and he was doubly careful.

It's just that it didn't take long for him to be in awe of the Star Monument was greatly reduced, and he was freed from his original trembling psychological state, and a feeling of "nothing more than that" appeared in his heart.

This is not that Zhang Yan is arrogant, but after this deduction, he has already glimpsed some of the mysteries.

When deducing the Star Monument, the qi will follow the eclipse sentences you interpret, and when the internal qi moves, it is extremely difficult for you to think about it, but there is a difficulty here, that is, if you have completed the previous step of the breath, and the corresponding next step has not been deduced in time, then the qi will be out of order and fall into disorder.

It's like a galloping horse being driven forward at a hurry, and you have to keep paving the way and building bridges for it, and you can't stop at will.

This is extremely dangerous for people who are not highly skilled in etching, but it is nothing for those who are fast enough to decipher etching.

It's just that this is Zhang Yan's forte, and there is residual jade, he has almost no possibility of miscalculation, not to mention, the deduction time is more than ten times that of ordinary people, and even the occasional difficulties are also jumped over, without stagnation.

In this situation, he could open his mind and experience the wonderful sensation brought by the operation of the qi, and as he gradually became familiar with the laws of these qi walking, he also gradually gained his own understanding.

It is said that the star tablet engraved corresponds to the star track of the hour, but he does not seem to be so.

In his reading, there are several etchs that appear repeatedly, and each time they appear, the breath moves repeatedly. ...,

From this point of view, it seems that just by visualizing and silently reading these specific eclipse, the qi can be activated on its own.

Just when he thought about it like this, several of the dense eclipse inscriptions on the star tablet gradually brightened in his eyes, and he suddenly had a trace of realization in his heart, where is the star orbit running, which is clearly the narrative used by ancient moralists to clarify the connection between the eclipse and the Heavenly Dao

Doesn't this mean that those legends are true, and that as long as a person is poor and thorough, he can climb the avenue and ascend to the gate of heaven?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan was more focused, and single-mindedly wrote down the qi machine route corresponding to the eclipse, preparing to do further research when he had time.

About an hour later, he had finished reading the first chapter of about 3,000 words, and the breath surging in his body suddenly returned, and it automatically returned to the dantian, showing that one cycle had ended, and if he moved again, it would be another beginning. At this point, Zhang Yan was still unsatisfied.

At this time, he thought of Zhang Zhen who was fighting against him, and when he looked up, he found that the other party was pale, short of breath, his fat body was trembling, and the bamboo chip in his hand was not very stable, as if he might fall at any time, obviously trapped in it and unable to extricate himself.

However, to Zhang Yan's surprise, although this fat young monk looked crumbling, he never really fell, and persisted in surviving the first hurdle.

Zhang Zhen gasped and stood up, he raised his cuffs, wiped the sweat on his head, and wanted to exchange the commentary in his hand with Zhang Yan to watch, but found that the previous paragraph had been soaked with his own sweat, and the handwriting had become blurred, and his face couldn't help but show embarrassment.

Zhang Yan didn't care, smiled and stretched out his hand to take it, and handed his interpretation to the other party.

Zhang Zhen took a closer look and found that whether it was from the comprehension and understanding of the star tablet and the calmness revealed between the lines, it was not comparable to himself, and the victory or defeat was obviously very clear, not to mention that he was shocked that Zhang Yan could decipher the etching without using bamboo chips, which made him lose convincingly, and he admired Zhang Yan very much, and said: "Senior brother is talented, I am ashamed of myself." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zhen felt that she had no face to stay on the stage anymore, and staggered down to the stage, Zuihou stumbled in a few steps, and fell down dangerously, and was held by Qi Xuan, who came up in a hurry, and said, "Senior brother, be careful." ”

Zhang Zhen reluctantly stood up straight, and when she raised her head, she saw Wen Jun and Shen Jingyue looking at her with concern on their faces, and said apologetically: "Two senior brothers, the younger brother is ashamed to be entrusted with it. ”

Wen Jun comforted: "Senior brother has no fault, just need to recuperate with peace of mind, and let my brother try to see how good this Zhang Yan is in the next game." ”

Shen Jingyue was shocked when he heard this, this was not at all the arrangement he had told him before, and he just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Wen Jun, "Senior brother, Senior Brother Zhang originally planned to consume Zhang Yan's mental energy, but I see that this person is still full of energy now, and it is obviously more than enough, you may not be his opponent at this moment, and you will not be too late to go up after I have fought a battle." ”

Before Shen Jingyue could say more, Wen Jun's face sank, and said, "My mind has been decided, so it is decided" He glanced at Qi Xuan, who understood and came up to stop Shen Jingyue.

Shen Jingyue had never seen Wen Jun use his identity as a big disciple to suppress himself, and he couldn't think of anything for a while, so he could only watch Wen Jun come to the stage, but his eyes gradually revealed a trace of absoluteness.

"Senior Brother Zhang, Guangyuan Wenjun is here to make a head. ”

Wen Jun had already entered the Xuanmen, with a Xuan-colored robe, wearing a five-beam crown on his head, and high shoes under his feet, he was tall, with a beautiful beard, and he had the bearing of a big disciple of the lower courtyard.

Zhang Yan also solemnly returned the salute and said, "Please"

The second chapter of the Star Tablet is even more difficult to understand than the previous chapter, Wen Jun is not even as good as Zhang Zhen in the achievements of the erosion, but he has reached the realm of "Yuan Cheng into the truth", but he has not yet opened the pulse, the vitality in the body is full and condensed, and it is not easily triggered by the qi, even if the internal qi goes alone, he also relies on his deep cultivation to suppress it, so that the breath does not go slowly, but it is much more stable than Zhang Zhen. ...,

This is also a means for ordinary disciples to deduce the etching, although they can't increase their speed in interpreting the etching, but they can suppress the walking of the qi machine, so as not to make them get out of their control early, although this is more difficult, and there is no benefit, but it is a kind of haode means to fight.

Therefore, if the two sides have similar opinions on the etching text, then the rest is to compete for cultivation, which is also the reason why so many disciples did not look at Zhang Yan before, but unfortunately he has an artifact in his hand, and he can't use common sense.

After Wen Jun sat down and deduced, he behaved calmly and moderately, not in a hurry, and showed the demeanor of a big disciple.

Zhang Yan didn't care about him, he still moved with his pen, and the disciples of the various factions in the audience had already seen that Zhang Yan didn't need bamboo chips when he deduced, at this time, Zaijian, another burst of amazement, and Zhang Yan was like a flowing cloud when he put down his pen, he was in a hurry, he was relaxed, and his appearance and demeanor were all bad, which looked like a wonderful sense of comfort, and it was even more amazing to everyone below.

It's just that more people are focusing on Wen Jun at this time, I don't know if this senior disciple of the lower court of the Guangyuan faction can beat Zhang Yan in this game?

Unconsciously, everyone has put Zhang Yan in a strong position in their hearts, and they no longer underestimate him because he is just a registered disciple.

Another hour passed in a hurry, and Wen Jun's head was faintly sweating, but he was much stronger than Zhang Zhen before, and he was still sitting upright on the stage, holding the pen steadily without trembling, and successfully interpreted the second chapter.

At this time, he also realized that his ability had reached the limit, and he didn't dare to rush forward again, sighed slightly, and put down the brush in his hand.

When he raised his head, he found that Zhang Yan didn't know when the interpretation was finished, and the ink on the paper had already dried for a long time, he shook his head, stood up and said, "This time Senior Brother Zhang won." ”

This very personable disciple of Guangyuan Lower Court also made Zhang derive a sense of respect, and he solemnly watched Wen Jun step down.

At this time, the scene was diametrically opposite to what the disciples of the various sects thought at the beginning, it was not that Zhang Yan was overwhelmed and embarrassed, but that he easily won two games in a row, quite talking and laughing and retreating from Guangyuan, and couldn't help but leave endless reverie.

Shen Jingyue's face was solemn, and he said secretly: "It seems that I underestimated this person before. ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but regret it, Zhang Yan had such a ability, no wonder he refused to join the Guangyuan faction, at the same time, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the news of the Lin family was fake, Zhang Yan was named a registered disciple, but in fact he was a disciple of the descendants secretly cultivated by the lower court of the Kaicang faction?

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PS: The first one will be released earlier, and there will be a change before 12 o'clock...... ，