Refinement, masculinity

As time passed, the third assessment was getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere began to gradually become tense. Although the school hadn't disclosed the relevant information about the examination, everyone already knew about the presence of those aristocratic children.

Illusion Trial—Students from three classes entered the Illusion at the same time, and the order in which they came out was used as the standard ranking.

Since everyone came to the school, they have been exposed to a lot of knowledge and history about the world of comprehension. They know that fantasy is a rare commodity, just like the virtual world. Although they haven't taken the exam yet, they have already begun to look forward to it.

Someone asked: "From your point of view, it seems that there are no other tasks in this assessment, as long as you find the exit, right? Can you form a team?"

"There is no exit at all, where can I find it?" The children of the family looked at them, "As for forming a team... if you can meet inside, it is fine. There have been many examples of forming a team before. It is possible to complete the task, but it is not necessary to form a team every time you meet an acquaintance. I remember that there were three people teamed up before, but they didn’t come out for a long time in the past, until they had a quarrel and went their own way. Which is the case, you can judge for yourself when the time comes.”

Everyone seemed to understand, but couldn't help asking: "What does it mean that you didn't say anything?"

"I'm afraid you don't know the power of this illusion, do you?" The aristocratic family raised his eyebrows, "Then let me tell you something else, the teacher introduced the upper three thousand, middle three thousand and lower three thousand in class, right? ?”

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately asked sensitively: "Why, this illusion has a history?"

"Well, and the background is not simple," the eyes of the family's children are bright, and if you look closely, you can find that there is a little yearning and eagerness in the pupils, he patiently explained, "It is said that this can be traced back to the end of Shang Sanqian. , the sects at that time liked to use illusions to test their disciples, but the composition was very simple, that is, there was only one map, like the ones in Yizong and Weihezong. Although the area looked larger than that of ordinary sects, it said It’s not that place after all, the scenery and the location of the exit will never change.”

Everyone came to the interest: "This school is different?"

"It's quite different," said the son of the family. "At that time, there was a family in Shangsanqianli that was famous for making illusions. They helped create illusions in many sects and families, but it was very difficult to make one successfully, and the price was too high." It's quite high, and there are only a few families who can afford it. Besides, it's useless for ordinary people to want that thing, so when those few families have illusions, gradually no one needs that family, and some just ask them for problems. For maintenance, although they have lowered the price, how to put it, after a long time, the result is actually the same.”

Everyone understood: "There is no market."

The children of the aristocratic family responded: "That family should not be big, at least not ranked in the top ten. The patriarch at that time thought that they had a craft, but what they did was simple illusions, and there was nothing that could be sold, so Decided to be a treasure of the town and make the family famous..."

He paused, with admiration in his eyes, "This work has been delayed until Zhongsanqian, and it was not completed until the end of the second millennium of Zhongsanqian, which means that they spent a total of more than 2000 years. A lot of people died, and it just kept going."

Everyone couldn't help but be moved. What will happen to the illusion that has been achieved after 2000 years of painstaking efforts and countless painstaking efforts?

"So this is the school?"

"Ah."

Someone couldn't help asking: "Where are the people from that clan? We've been here for so long, and we've never heard of any clan that can make illusions, and since it's the treasure of the clan, how could it fall into our school?"

"I don't know, they disappeared. This mystery has not been solved until now," said the family's children. There are hardly any traces of them, this illusion was accidentally discovered in a cave by the elders who founded the school, and it was later used by the school."

"No record?" Everyone frowned, "Then how do you know so clearly?"

"There are scriptures in the cave, and what I just said is written in the scriptures, including the purpose of making illusions," the aristocratic child sighed, "Nowadays, no one knows how to make illusions, and this craft has been lost. Counting, one of them, Weihezong and other five major sects each have one, and the Duan family, Feng family, and Tang family in the family each have one, and it can be known from the letters that all these are made by that family."

Everyone was full of admiration: "It's amazing!"

"Yeah, what I said is that I wish I could go to the illusion right now... Wait, why haven't you answered yet?"

The children of the family admired: "This is where the illusion is so powerful. It will assign you to different maps according to your own abilities, let you wander around, and will not give you reminders or tasks. Only when you meet certain conditions will you be allowed to leave. I remember a man who was thrown into the jungle before and didn’t come out after wandering around for a long time, and finally he saw a wounded rabbit, applied medicine to it on a whim, and finally came out.”

"...that's okay too?"

"It's even more outrageous. Some people just fell asleep and came back after opening their eyes. In short, it varies from person to person, so I said I didn't say it."

Everyone was speechless, silently digested the information they got, and then asked, "How many maps are there?"

"Seven pictures, high mountains and jungles, deserts and Gobi deserts, steep canyons, and boundless grasslands."

"What about the other three?"

"This is also one of the most powerful points of Illusion, and it is also the reason why many people speculate that people from that clan probably sacrifice to the formation..."

Everyone was startled: "Sacrifice array?"

"Well, just like the saying that there is a sacrificial furnace for casting swords, the illusion is supported by formations. They guessed that the people of that clan sacrificed the formation because the illusion is too spiritual, not to mention that the conditions for completing each task are different. The first two maps are amazing enough. One of the two is changed according to the times, and the other is based on the present, choosing a scene from the past or the future as the map. I remember the last scene was The scene of World War II."

"Damn it, handsome!"

"That's right, it's too domineering!"

"...It's not really a sacrificial array, is it?"

Everyone was silent, and the family's children were silent for a moment: "It's just a guess, there is no evidence."

"What's the last one?"

The son of the family shook his head: "No one knows, because it has not been opened."

Everyone was startled: "What do you mean?"

"It's the same as playing games. If a new dungeon is released on the official website, someone has to play it to know what it's like inside, right?"

The crowd nodded.

The son of the family shrugged: "No one has entered the seventh map so far, so no one knows what it is. There are only two words written on the letter."

"what?"

The children of the aristocratic family looked around and paused word by word: "Opportunity."

Meng Ling sat on the stone bench in the small courtyard, holding shrimp sticks to feed the dragon cub in his arms, raising his eyebrows: "Fate?"

Duan Cheng sat across from him, sipping tea slowly: "It's written in the handbook that cultivation pays attention to luck, so some people think that only those with great luck can open the map, and some people think it depends on personal ability and talent. Definitely, some people even say that it has some connection with that clan, who knows what it is."

Meng Ling hummed, fed the dragon cub two shrimp sticks, and suddenly asked, "Will it be dangerous?"

"It may be injured, but it will not be fatal, and those who enter will be trained and improved. In addition to chance, this is also an important reason why the illusion is famous."

Meng Ling was surprised: "Including the sleep you said just now?"

"Well, the condition for him to come out is indeed to sleep, but he didn't leave after sleeping for the first time. Before that, he fought with the wild beasts in the valley for seven days, what do you think?"

Meng Ling understood.

Duan Cheng thought for a while and reminded: "The time inside is different from the outside, some are fast and some are slow, but no matter what it is, your own feelings will be assimilated, for example, half a day has passed outside, but a year has passed inside, and you There, it will feel like a year has passed, so prepare more things when the time comes, just in case."

"Ah."

The dragon cub chewed the prawns into pieces, and said in a childish voice, "Mom, I'm going too~"

Before Meng Ling could speak, Duan Cheng brought him over and told him, "You can go, but you must hide in the necklace and don't show your face. Besides, be honest with me in those few days and don't come out to wander around, or someone will arrest you." Leave, your father, I will never save you."

The dragon cub narrowed his mouth: "Why?"

"Because you are disobedient."

The dragon cub turned his head and looked at Meng Ling pitifully: "Mother..."

Duan Cheng turned his chin: "It's useless for you to call your ancestors."

The dragon cub said softly, "Dad~"

"..." Duan Cheng clutched his little heart, "Don't do this trick, it's not discussed."

"Don't you love me?"

"Yes, I only love your mother...Wait, who did you learn this from?"

"you."

Duan Cheng touched his head: "... Be good, children can be taught."

Seeing his persistence, the dragon cub slowly climbed off him and threw himself into Meng Ling's arms: "Mother~Mother~"

Meng Ling stuffed him with shrimp crackers and looked at Duan Cheng with questioning eyes.

"There will be a lot of people watching that day," Duan Cheng explained, "Not only the major sects, but also every family will come, even more people than when they graduated."

Meng Ling frowned: "Just for the last map?"

"Most of them are. After all, it is a project that started from Shangsanqian. Maybe there are really unparalleled treasures in it. Of course, some people want to see the performance of the students and make a reference for the end."

"Can they see it?"

"Well, you'll know what's going on when the time comes," Duan Cheng said, pointing at the dragon cub, "so he has to follow us, but he has to hide."

Meng Ling nodded. Seeing the dragon cub looking at him expectantly, he said indifferently, "Listen to him."

The dragon cub was dumbfounded, silently dropped the shrimp crackers, walked to a small corner of the shed and squatted: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Meng Ling: "..."

"..." Duan Cheng said, "Get up, Dad will take you to buy cakes."

The dragon cub's small shoulders twitched: "I don't want it, you don't love me anymore, I don't care about gods anymore, let me die..."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng said: "...three cakes, big ones."

"Woooooooo..."

"Five, after passing this village, there will be no such shop."

The dragon cub was silent for a while, wiped away his tears, slowly got up and walked back, sniffing: "Okay."

Meng Ling: "..."

Time passed slowly, there were still three days before the exam, everyone was preparing, and Duan Cheng was probably the most relaxed among them, he propped his chin and waited with a smile for his wife to put all kinds of talismans away, then took him for a walk.

It had already entered the cold winter at that time, and there was a heavy snowfall yesterday, only the main road in the garden was cleaned up, the rest of the garden was completely white, very beautiful, it was cloudy today, and it snowed again in the evening, Duan Cheng led his wife and dragon cubs , leisurely go for a walk.

The dragon cub was very excited, and jumped forward along the road leading to the garden from the dormitory area: "It's snowing~ let's make a snowman~"

Duan Cheng didn't answer, but stopped suddenly when passing by some small courtyards.

Meng Ling glanced at it, a little surprised: "I remember that the houses around here are locked, how did you open them?"

Duan Cheng made a decisive decision, picked up the dragon cub and stuffed him into the necklace, warning in a low voice: "Don't make any noise."

The dragon cub whimpered, and finally closed his mouth reluctantly.

Meng Ling: "What?"

"It's almost time for the exam, someone came early." Duan Cheng glanced at the small courtyard, saw a dormitory teacher, and stepped forward a few steps: "Which wave of people are here?"

"The wave with the test has arrived and will come soon."

"Oh?" Duan Cheng raised his eyebrows, chatted with him a few words, then turned and left.

Meng Ling could hear clearly, and couldn't help but ask, "Follow the exam?"

"Well, I forgot to mention that when the school was first established, in order to attract students, it was stipulated that only people in the school could enter the illusion. Not only the students but also the teachers, and the teachers enjoy benefits and can bring one person with them. This rule has continued until now. "Duan Cheng took his hand and said as he walked, "This is also the reason why those aristocratic families are willing to send their children here. In fact, people like Fengbai Qijun can be directly introduced into the sect instead of wasting time here. If you follow this rule, it will be different. The reason why Illusion is famous is that besides the chance, it can also help people improve their strength, which is an opportunity not to be missed."

Meng Ling was always smart, so he said clearly, "So the person taking the test is an acquaintance of the teacher?"

"Some of them are, but not many. Not all friends of the teacher will be included. They have to be selected in advance, and then the school will confirm that there is no problem with character or anything before they will be released."

"What about the other part?"

"I don't know. Some people will follow in every session. They seem to come from the same organization. It looks quite mysterious, and I don't know what they are doing."

Meng Ling frowned: "Is it the same every time?"

"No, this is another special place in the illusion, and each person can only enter once in a lifetime."

Meng Ling was startled: "Once?"

"Well, many people have tried it before, and they will be rejected the second time."

Meng Ling responded, walked slowly with him, turned a corner along the stone road and walked into the garden, and then saw a group of people walking in front of them, the leader was a young man with a handsome appearance, refined and gentle, quite familiar, it was at the One of the three people I met in the tomb of the underground palace, the young master of the demon clan, Ren Xiao.

The two looked at each other and understood, no wonder they wanted to be so mysterious, it turned out that the person who was taking the test was a demon cultivator.

Seeing them, Ren Xiao was slightly taken aback, and quickly stepped forward, with a nice smile on his lips, and looked at Meng Ling: "Hello, we meet again."