Chapter 277: dismal

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Next, people kept coming up.
Here, Ye Chen glanced at the Dragon Soul Monument, and set his eyes on Yang Dingtian. "Master, don't you consider Xiuwei and talent in this Dragon Soul Monument test?"
"Cultivation and talent are not important." Yang Dingtian stunned and explained, "Taixu Ancient Dragon Soul is very weird. Wanting to reach a high degree with him also depends on many factors. One of them. "
"How do I feel that the ancient Dragon Spirit is teasing us?" Ye Chen touched his chin.
"It's up to you!"
"Haha!" As the two talked, a wolf howl came from the altar, a careful one was Xiong Er's one.
This was really a living treasure. He walked up with a lot of looks, but made a sudden wolf in front of him, and shocked Yang Dingtian.
"You have to give me ten percent, or I'll hit you." Xiong Erzhang didn't notice that many people's dark faces, he was faceless and skinless, screaming at the dragon soul monument.
After Xun yelled, the Xun reached out his chubby little hand and placed it on the Dragon Soul Monument.
Ye Chen and Liu Yi looked at each other, wanting to see how many percent of this product can be sold.
However, after Xiong Er placed his hand on the Dragon Soul Monument, the Dragon Soul Monument did not respond at all, and still stood there quietly, like nothing else.
"Not counting this time." Xiong Ergan gave a cough, and once again he whipped, sticking his chubby little hand on the Dragon Soul Monument.
However, after one second, two seconds, three seconds, and more than ten seconds elapsed, the Dragon Soul Monument still did not respond.
"It's a ghost day, so don't give face." Xiong Er cursed, and wanted to try again.
"That funny, you can come down." Below, there was a voice of Situ Nan shouting.
"get out."
"Come on!" Seeing Xiong Er delaying a lot of time, Yang Dingtian said in a deep voice, he didn't have time to waste time with this little fat dun.
"This can't blame me." The palm teacher spoke, Xiong Er naturally wouldn't be uncomfortable anymore, and jumped off the altar dimly. He did not even threaten to threaten him. Already.
After returning to the crowd, Situ Nan, Xie Yun, and Huo Teng teased each other, and they took a long look at Xiong Er and said, "Little fat! You are a good pretend and give you a perfect score."
"roll....!"
"The fit is 10%, the next one" As the three of them talk, Yang Dingtian is still orderly proclaiming, and his face is not very good-looking.
No wonder he did so, just because there were hundreds of people, none of the fit degree was more than 20%, which means that if the end is measured, only 20% of the people with the highest fit are the host.
20% agreement, that disciple can only be a host for about 200 years, that is, his life span is only 200 years.
Therefore, after two hundred years, the host will be back bitten and die. This is a great loss for a sectarian. After the death of the previous host, Heng Yuezong still has to choose another host.
On the other side, Liu Yi has gone up, but it is only 20%.
Next, dozens or hundreds of disciples took turns, and only Qi Yang had a 20% fit. People like Kong Cao, Jiang Yang, Zuo Qiuming, Zishan, and Jiang Hao were basically all in one. .
This time, Ye Chen's face was also much uglier. So many people went up, and the highest was 20%. This is not a good sign.
Thinking to himself, he slightly lifted his feet and slowly stepped onto the altar.
At this point, the Taixu Gulong, which was sealed on the other side of Shimen, slowly opened his eyes, and glanced silently at Ye Chen, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. "There are six fairy-wheel eyes, but I Not interested in you. "
Speaking, Taixu Gulong's eyes swayed and swept in the other direction in the underground palace, and his gaze was fixed on one of those disciples. "I like the Devil Heart more than the six Immortals."
Here, Ye Chen has stopped in front of the Dragon Soul Monument. After taking a deep breath, he stretched out his palm and affixed it to the Dragon Soul Monument.
At this moment, everyone's eyes have come together. I want to see the most amazing disciple of the Hengyue Sovereign. In the end, he can drive out a certain degree of fit. Even Yang Dingtian stared at the Dragon Soul Monument, hoping Ye Chen. Disciple, once again create a miracle.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
However, the Dragon Soul Monument only hummed three times and fell into silence, showing an ancient "three" character on it.
"Even Ye Chen is only 30%?" Yang Dingtian's brow frowned suddenly, and even the most amazing disciple of Heng Yuezong only reached 30%, lower than he thought.
"Lao Tzu's luck will not be so memorized!" Glancing at the numbers on the Dragon Soul Monument, Ye Chen frowned slightly, then slowly walked off the altar.
"Unexpectedly." The voice of Taixu Gulong Gulongyu sounded in his mind. "You know that only 50% of the generation host of Hengyue Zong has the highest degree of fit. You can drive 30%, which is pretty good."
"Lao Tzu has worked hard enough to live for a thousand years? What's going on in these three hundred years?" Ye Chen rubbed his brows fiercely.
"Unlucky child."
"Fitness, 10%." As the two talked, Yang Dingtian's voice sounded again. It was Ye Ruxue who gave out a fitness of 10%. Although her talent was not low, Rao was only 30% out of Ye Chen. They will not be surprised.
The next test was a lot bleak, and the degree of fit was basically 10%. Some disciples did not even open a Chengdu, so that most people passed, and the highest degree of fit was only 30% of Ye Chen.
Everything is proceeding methodically.
Xu Shi looked at the Dragon Soul Stele on this altar, but he never noticed that Yin Zhiping in the corner of the crowd looked a little strange, and sometimes he looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.
"Brother Yin, what's wrong with you?" Some disciples asked in amazement.
"Did you find anyone staring at us?" Yin Zhiping asked while watching the disciple.
"No ... no!"
"Am I wrong?" Yin Zhiping murmured.
"If the match is 10% or less, the outer hall is waiting." Here, Yang Dingtian has already spoken.
It was said that those who had reached a degree of agreement withdrew from the palace.
And Situ Nan, they did not forget to look at Ye Chen before leaving. If there was no accident, Ye Chen was the host of this task. If there was no accident, Ye Chen could only live for 300 years.
"Hope God bless him."
"Come out and come out." When Situ Nan came out, Xu Fu and Dao Xuan gathered around. "What's going on inside, who is the most compatible, and it's a few percent."
"As of now, Ye Chen and Sancheng have the highest agreement."
"Thirty ... 30%?"
"30%." Upon hearing this number, Chu Xuan'er fluttered, her face paled instantly.