zombie avenue

The so-called spiritual fruit test is very simple. It is to walk up to the trunk of the spirit tree and place your hand on the trunk. It is said that as long as you get the approval of the spiritual tree, the spiritual fruit will automatically fall from the top of the trunk. 【】Spiritual fruit is born from the aura of heaven and earth for 9000 years, and the existence of spiritual wood is known to people for a long time, so as long as it is not recognized by the spiritual tree, no one can forcibly pick off the spiritual fruit.

If there is no chance, there will be a result within ten breaths. If the spirit fruit falls from the spirit tree within ten breaths, it means that the spirit tree has recognized you. If there is no response within ten breaths, it proves that you are with me For spiritual fruit fate, we have to wait until the next three years to test.Many people present had experience, so they seemed to be familiar with the road, not jerky, and they were testing in an orderly manner.

Unsurprisingly, all the testers in front of the test were full of expectations, and then left sadly. Up to now, no less than a hundred people have been tested, but still no one succeeded, and they all retreated to the side in despondency.They didn't leave. They wondered if anyone could get the spiritual fruit this time. If no one got it, it meant that there was still a chance in the next three years.

"Spiritual fruit really deserves to be a spirit of attributes. This so-called chance is really unpredictable. I'm afraid this chance is just in case!" Ling Fan sighed in his heart as he saw one failure after another. There is almost no confidence. After all, this is not a hard grab. The chance is illusory. Who is fully sure?Of course, seeing the failures of one person after another, Ling Fan felt a little relieved, after all, this meant that at least the spirit fruit would not be taken by others before it was his turn.

"Next!" Qingxu looked at the backs of one by one leaving sadly, squinted his eyes slightly, and called indifferently, he knew the result without having to worry about it, because he was almost used to these things.

To be honest, Qingxu also really wants to try the Lingguo test, the Lingguo is also very useful for a master like him at the Linghuang level, not to mention Qingxu, even other old monsters who have lived in seclusion for a long time are very tempted by the Lingguo .After all, the super-speed regeneration ability of the spirit fruit is too eye-catching. As long as the spirit fruit is swallowed, the vitality will become extremely strong. As long as it is not fatally injured, it can heal itself in almost a few breaths. It doesn't take much time, and it will heal automatically.

This alone is enough to tempt an old guy like Qingxu, but he still can't let go of his face. If you ask a dignified elder of Qingtian Pavilion to compete with a group of juniors for spiritual fruits, where will you let Qingxu's face go? Let it go, how can he be embarrassed?And if he wants to get the spiritual fruit, it depends on chance. If he is like those juniors, he ran up to the spirit tree and stretched his hand to the trunk. If the spirit tree does not respond to you, then Didn't she lose her face even more?He wanted to grab it, but he didn't have the ability.

In addition to this reason, there is also the fact that all masters whose strength has reached the level of the Linghuang are all hindering each other. There is almost an unacceptable rule among these people that no Linghuang master is allowed to test chances. Attacked by groups.No one knows how this non-becoming rule came about, but over time it seems that many people have acquiesced, and no one has put themselves in danger.

Therefore, based on the above two reasons, Qingxu finally had no choice but to be the host and witness of this spiritual fruit test, and of course he alone is not enough, so he put Yingumen and Feng The two big bosses of Yinzong pulled over.

"Next!" Qing Xu shouted with the same expression, at this time almost two hundred people had already left the field sadly, and Ling Fan's position was getting closer and closer.

"Next!" This time, Qing Xu's expression suddenly became brighter, he opened his squinted eyes, and looked at the young man in front of him with a hint of hope, because he, because this young man is Qing Yang, the young master of Qingtian Pavilion.If Qingyang passed, it would be great news for Qingtian Pavilion.

The crowd standing in line and watching from a distance also focused their attention on Qingyang, because this person is too dazzling in the Great Chu Empire, he is the most dazzling star in the Great Chu Empire, with brilliance, and everyone who is at the same time as him All the geniuses are shivering and overshadowed by his light. He is the most talented in the Qingtian Pavilion for a hundred years, and the No.1 of the younger generation of the Great Chu Empire!

Therefore, his appearance naturally became the focus of the audience. The younger generation of geniuses felt a pressure on Qingyang, not only because of Qingyang's talent, but also because of his good luck. .Although Qingyang has also been here several times before and failed, but this does not hinder anything. The chance is uncertain, and no one knows who the chance will turn to after three years. If the probability is the highest, It belongs to Qingyang suspect.Therefore, at this time, everyone was staring at Qingyang, their hearts seemed to be suspended like a big rock, and they all held their breath and watched Qingyang's every step. For them, they naturally didn't want Qingyang to get Spirit fruit.

Ling Fan also looked at Qingyang with sparkling eyes. He had to say that Qingyang was the most talented person he had seen in so many years, so he was also worried that Qingyang would get the spiritual fruit.

Qingyang looked at everyone's eyes and walked towards the main trunk of Lingmu calmly. Although he looked indifferent on the surface, he was already nervous and tightened the rope in his heart. The failures of the previous few times were almost buried in his heart. The shadow was cast on him, so he, a person with high self-esteem, had to feel the pressure.

Finally, under the eyes of everyone, Qingyang put his right hand on the trunk

Everyone's hearts hung in their throats, and they stared nervously at Qingyang.

One breath passed, two breaths passed

no response.

Eight breaths, nine breaths

Still no response.

At this time, everyone wanted to laugh happily. This kind of laughter cannot be called ridicule, because everyone is equal in front of Lingguo, and no one is qualified to laugh at anyone else.However, although these people were excited, they still didn't dare to laugh, because after seeing Qing Xu's murderous gaze, everyone shrunk their necks in fear and swallowed their smiles forcefully. The fart came out.

Qingyang glanced at the Lingmu unwillingly, at this moment he wished he could climb directly to the trunk and pick off the spirit fruit, but fortunately he was still clear-headed and knew that he didn't have that ability.

Nai, he could only retreat to the side angrily, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt Ling Fan's smile, and suddenly he, who was in a bad mood, became even more angry and was about to explode, but he In the end, he endured it, knowing that now is not the time.

Ling Fan naturally sensed Qingyang's eyes that seemed to spit out fire, but he didn't care at all, because now it was his turn, and now he basically put his mind on the spiritual fruit.

"Next!" Qing Xu squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes still high above the sky, and he didn't even glance at Ling Fan, but the corner of his eyes was "fortunately" swept over Ling Fan, and his expression changed immediately .

"How is it possible? How could this kid appear here?" Qing Xu's heart was in a state of shock at this time, but he still clearly remembered that it was because of the variable Ling Fan that appeared when he was fighting for the fire. Let them fall short in the end.

However, Qing Xu is an old man after all, although he was shocked more and more, but it didn't show on his face, he still had a calm expression and took it calmly.

Qing Xu's expression made Ling Fan startled, and the secret path really deserved to be an old fritter, hiding it so deeply.

"Where did this boy from a foreign race come to the Great Chu Empire to test the spiritual fruit? Don't you know that the spiritual fruit is from the Great Chu Empire? The spiritual fruit can only be tested by the monks of the country." Ling Fan When he was about to walk towards the spirit wood, a disharmonious voice rang out, but it was slightly sharp.

Ling Fan frowned, but there was not much fluctuation on his face, and he said calmly: "As far as I know, the Great Chu Empire is not a closed-door feudal empire. Not to mention, at least [-]% of the people are from other empires, shouldn’t these people be tested? Should they all be fired because they are outsiders?”

Qingyang's eyes froze. Indeed, what Ling Fan said was not wrong. This was Ling Fan's conservative estimate. There were far more monks from other empires than this number.He was in a bad mood because of what happened just now, so he just thought of an excuse to trouble Ling Fan, but he didn't expect Ling Fan's rebuttal to be so sharp. If he continued to make things difficult for Ling Fan, he would also offend monks from other empires at the same time. The gain outweighed the loss, so in desperation, Qingyang could only stare at Ling Fan with hatred: "Hmph, I, you have come all the way to the Great Chu Empire. Is there any chance, but in the end, the bamboo basket fetches water in vain. But it’s fine.” Qingyang sarcastically said.

Ling Fan didn't continue to pay attention to Qingyang's words, and he was very nervous, so he didn't know how to refute Qingyang. If he succeeded, he could slap Qingyang hard with the facts without his refutation; if he failed , but no matter how he refuted, in the end he would be the one who would lose face.

Ling Fan nervously walked up to Lingmu, took a deep breath, calmed down, and then slowly extended his right hand to the trunk.

His eyes were fixed on the palm on the spirit wood, and the speed of his heartbeat became more and more rhythmic unconsciously.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths passed, and there was no response.

Ling Fan's heart beat very rhythmically.

Five breaths, six breaths, and seven breaths passed, but there was still no response.

Ling Fan's left hand was already sweating a lot.

Ten breaths have passed, and it's still the same as always

"Failed?!" Ling Fan thought very unwillingly!