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On the eighth day of Huayue 140, the temperature continued to rise. As soon as the sun appeared at [-] o'clock in the morning, all parts of Fengsha City seemed to be on fire. The golden floor tiles under the feet became hot. "Leader speaking.

The third round of the essay test, offering sacrifices, counts for forty points.

All 49 tribes and tribes participated. People in strange costumes stood sparsely in the huge fighting arena. It was too hot and sweat soaked the tie tied on his forehead. Ning Miao unscrewed the water bag and took a big mouthful of cold water. Looking up, There seems to be water vapor in the air, and in the deformed sight, the Lord of the Wind and Sand City is as beautiful as ever.

Once again, he took out a muslin handkerchief to wipe his sweat. Wu Mochen had only reached the second paragraph of his routine speech, and switched his left foot to his right. Ning Miao suspected that the priests in Fengsha City might be taking the test of Bance (sense of balance)... No matter how to maintain a single foot support for the longest time without falling.

The audience in the three-party stand today is significantly different from the previous few days. Most of the audience brought their own umbrellas and ice products, and there were servants to help fan them.

Even if you can't save the tribe's ranking in this essay test, if you perform well personally, you can get the favor and support of the big clan in the city, and you can be regarded as a successful career.

Ning Miao's face was flushed by the sun, and she couldn't bear it anymore. Ning Miao put the props that were originally used for sacrifices on her head, and suddenly felt a lot cooler.

This prop is made of a rectangular piece of white fine cloth. The flag is not like a flag, and the streamer is not like a streamer. If you ask me what it looks like, have you seen the swindling fortune tellers in costume dramas? Urgently like a law, a circle of ghostly drawn talismans turned into a sacrificial banner for Ning Miao, the master Wu of the Yiyan tribe.

The shirt was gone, and Ning Miao still tied his head with a tie, and stood barefoot on the golden platform prepared by Fengsha City for all sacrificial examiners.

Take a look at the front, the Yu Clan witch of the Thornwood Clan, wrapped in three layers of animal skins and three layers outside, his face seems to have overturned the palette, one white, one black, one red and one yellow, plus a few hairs on his head. Ten long and short bird feathers, just like an old Indian turtle dove, it is a miracle that it didn't faint from the heat.

Lalak on the left was wearing an iron armor and an iron helmet, and was dripping with sweat, but this guy just stood up straight and didn't move at all.

When Ning Miao tilted his head and looked left and right, he didn't know that he was also a strange creature in the eyes of others.

"The white-skinned guy in the middle, what is he wearing, who recommended it?"

"Heh, Yuzu, Lingyan branch."

"Wumeng? No wonder he is wearing a rough uniform. The poor are really an eyesore."

"Why, you haven't heard that this man's name is Ning Miao, and his tribe ranks first."

"Oh, really? He's a good-looking man."

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With the sound of three golden gongs on the high platform, the third ceremony of the literary examination officially began.

Every tribe has its own gods, and the witches of the tribe communicate with the gods through spiritual tools and mediums to make miracles appear, so as to achieve the purposes of divination, prophecy, prayer, and prayer, which is called sacrifice.

Ning Miao firmly believes that there are no miracles, everything depends on acting skills.

But as the saying goes, laymen watch the fun, and insiders watch the doorway. Today, insiders are gathering, Ning Miao will follow the established routine to dress up the magic stick. When others are singing and dancing, the Yiyan tribe is as immovable as a mountain, holding a two-foot stick in both hands. A long, straight wooden stick, with words in his mouth:

The heaven and the earth are natural, and the filth and qi are scattered.The cave is mysterious and empty, and Huanglang Taiyuan.

The majesty of the eight directions makes me natural.The life of the Lingbao talisman is announced to the nine heavens.

Ganluo Dana, Donggang Taixuan.Killing demons and binding evil spirits, saving thousands of people.

Zhongshan Mantra, Yuanshi Yuwen, recite it once, but the disease prolongs life.

According to the five mountains, the eight seas know and hear.The demon king tied his head and guarded my house.

The evil and filth dissipate, but Dao Qi remains forever.Hurry like a law.

This passage of Taoist "Jing Tian Di Shen Mantra" was transcribed by Ning Miao himself on the eve of the college entrance examination. A good score of [-] points, the effect is amazing.

There is no god flag to block the scorching sun, and sweat is not required to spend money desperately. Ning Miao has no grievances at all. Read for a while, wipe your sweat, read for a while, drink water, read for a while, and change your feet.

Slowly, the surrounding clan witches stepped from the first stage to the second stage, some were crying and laughing, some were shouting and screaming, some were even playing self-torture, a scene of a large-scale psychotic attack.

Lala Keyang cut open his palm with a knife, Ning Miao secretly moved away two steps, shit, don't splash my blood all over.

They are all out to pretend to be magic sticks, so why be too realistic, take a step back and see the sea and the sky.

Ning Miao took out a piece of divine porcelain from the animal skin bag, the most outstanding masterpiece of Ning's abstract art. At first Ning Miao wanted to make a Pangu look, but later changed to make Pangu's axe, and successfully made two connected Together with the hatchet, it was burnt out in perfect shape, and Ning Miao gave this great sculpture a catchy name...Creating the world.

Put the "opening up the world" on the golden platform, take out flint and dry firewood, light a fire, light the wooden stick, and blow out the open flame. Recite the Mantra of Pure Heaven and Earth.

Ning Miao waited for the farce to end, miracles are so easy to appear, can they still be called miracles?Have you ever heard that Heaven and Earth are ruthless and treat everything as a straw dog?Uneducated, it's terrible.

In front of him, Wu Yu from the Thornwood Clan suddenly knelt down straight, with his hands outstretched, Ning Miao wiped his sweat and rubbed his eyes.

On the golden platform of the thornwood family, a strange vine grows. The duck-palm-shaped green leaves cover the entire golden platform and extend to the bottom of the platform. The green leaves climb up along Yu's knees until they cover the neck. Only then stopped growing.

The special effect of Lalak on the left is even more explosive. The black flames on the golden stage belonging to the Hulu clan are burning, and a huge phantom of a three-headed octopus appears behind Lalak, making people breathless like a demon god descending.

There are 49 golden platforms and 49 tribes, and nearly ten tribes have caused miracles.

Nima, slap in the face every minute.

Ning Miao secretly complained, all the judges, I want to report that these products have their own holographic projection special effects production team, and they will not give ordinary people a way of life.

"Fish, fish." Ning Miao couldn't deal with supernatural phenomena beyond the scope of cognition, so he had to ask the strange demon for help, "Fish, good fish, good fish, come and save me, I will give you all the spiritual sea, don't worry about it." It’s too sensational, just make some noise.”

"Fish?"

"Return to the sea?"

Damn, the guy who has no morality.

what to do?Ning Miao remained calm on the face, but in fact he was burning with anxiety. He knelt down on his knees just like the rain, and Ning Miao silently said:

"God of crossing, disciple Ning Miao, who comes from the Hua Kingdom of the earth and belongs to the great god of Pangu. Today, I offer the creation of heaven and earth. I burn incense and sincerely pray. You always don't give your disciple a golden finger, a harem, or a system. That's all. Give me a special effect. That's it!" Meager little wish, you always take the time to satisfy the downline, wait online, hurry up!"