When he saw Shen Chengsi lowering his head to look at the Qingyang students on the ground, Qiao Yuan knew that the young Qingyang spiritual master had been told where the election had been changed.

Qiao Yuan saw it very clearly, and Shen Chengsi's expression became very depressed at this moment.

And his back was suddenly a little more decadent than just now.

"Be prepared, do you remember what I told you before?"

Qiao Yuan lowered his head and said to Li Lei, who was still raising his big head.

"Is it basic to absorb the speed of spiritual energy, the range of spiritual energy, and the efficiency of converting spiritual energy into spiritual energy?"

Li Lei did not lower his head and looked at Qiao Yuan who was talking to him, but answered casually absent-mindedly.

Like other students in the square, Li Lei was still looking up at the four people in the air, making it seem like he could see something.

Seeing Li Lei's careless look, Qiao Yuan directly transformed his spiritual energy into sound, and a stream of spiritual energy rushed straight towards Li Lei's ears.

Li Lei was watching the monks from Xiding County in the sky attentively, and suddenly felt someone yelling in his ear.

Li Lei was shocked and rubbed his ears that were a little tinnitus. At the same time, his spiritual energy protected his body. He thought he had been attacked by someone.

Just when Li Lei was about to say something, another wave of spiritual energy came into his ears. It was a voice transmission from Qiao Yuan, and only he could hear it.

"The election will be very different from the usual ones. The first thing is that this basic three tests will be conducted before the ranking competition."

Qiao Yuan didn't want to disclose this information to Li Lei in advance, because he felt that the election would begin soon anyway. If he told Li Lei in advance, it might make him worry about gains and losses and look forward to it.

But when Qiao Yuan saw Li Lei rudely and was discovered by the female monk in Xiding County, he felt a little bad.

Qiao Yuan, who has been marching and adventure outside for many years, has long been very sensitive to the breath of danger.

It was not based on the so-called insensation that Qiao Yuan believed that there must be a systematic and appropriate method for predicting dangers.

After experiencing the attack of strange beasts in the Snow-Han Mountains, Qiao Yuan was immersed in this way.

He believes that by studying common phenomena and laws, one can definitely draw a reasonable conclusion and a method that can predict dangers in advance.

A power close to a prophet.

Can this really be done and studied by cultivators in the Spirit Realm?

However, since Qiao Yuan destroyed his spiritual mind, he has indeed no longer looked like an ordinary original monk.

A brand new road, every step ahead requires him to explore and take out by himself.

Every step is an unknown danger, but equally, every step may bring infinite surprises.

It is not clear whether Qiao Yuan succeeds on the road to predicting danger, but he has already determined that Li Lei has been targeted by the female monk.

And being in the position of Shangguan in Xiding County, a random sentence can have a huge impact.

Combined with the changes in the general election, Qiao Yun had his own guess.

"Test first and then compete? This is really different from the past. Could it be that the election you mentioned before will be different from before? Is this the one?"

Li Lei was still rubbing his ears while questioning.

"No, you will know soon. But the premise is that you can pass this level, because I feel that in the basic three tests later, you will be selected as the first one to go up."

I'm the first to go up?!

With Qiao Yuan's voice transmission, Li Lei's hand, which had originally rubbed his ears, stopped, and his heart was frightened.

The original three basic tests were to test the monks who had already obtained promotion quotas after the internal general election of the college.

Simply put, it is to avoid the low level of internal elections in some places and the pecking of the chickens, which leads to the poor ability of monks sent to the school.

Therefore, every year, based on the overall level of young monks here in the past, the local government will set a passing line for the basic three tests to ensure that every monk promoted has a good understanding of the original method and has good talents.

The promotion quota is precious and cannot be wasted. Even if the monks who compete for it have not passed the qualification line, the promotion quota will be allocated to other colleges.

"Old Qiao, you may not be clear about it. But I watched the two general elections last year with my own eyes. Especially last year, the seniors who have already stood out and received promotion quotas will all meet the basic three tests."

"And the last one is the most difficult proposition...,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,. Why did I, Li Lei, go first? Did Mr. Wei tell you?"

Li Lei has now become a bitter face. His original basic three tests were just a formality, but in recent years, Qingyang students are declining in the sunset, they have become almost like the general election.

Li Lei actually came prepared for this election, and he also had his own pursuits and ambitions.

But all the ambitions are the premise that you must obtain a promotion quota, be able to enter a higher school, and achieve a fish leaping on the dragon gate.

In the basic three tests, the first one to compete has to shoulder the psychological pressure that people behind them do not have.

So every time the person who is tested is recognized as an unlucky person.

"Don't worry about how I know, this is the situation now. You must be mentally prepared and adjust your breath to the best. Tell you in advance that you are afraid that you will be caught off guard later and perform abnormally."

Qiao Yun shook his head and denied that it was Mr. Wei who told him.

"Do your best and leave your destiny. I believe that on the single-plank bridge, you will not be the first one to fall."

Listening to Qiao Yun's encouragement, Li Lei, who was a little panicked before, gradually calmed down.

"Yes, my Li Lei's life is so hard that even the legendary beast could not hurt me. How can I still not get through this first three basic tests?"

Li Lei returned to his usual confident and slick look, but Qiao Yun felt a little angry when he heard this.

If it weren't for helping Li Lei find a date holy place for him, his group wouldn't have encountered strange beasts.

Moreover, he didn't see him useless when he ran away. He fainted after a wave of shock, but he still saved him by himself.

However, Li Lei is quite good at telling stories, telling others vividly and vividly what happened that day.

"Okay, boy, don't say much. Get ready quickly."

Seeing that Li Lei wanted to say a few more words to brag about him, Qiao Yun quickly asked him to stop.

Li Lei didn't say anything else when he saw this. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, adjusted his breath and accumulated momentum.

Above his head, Master Shen Ling seemed to have negotiated with Shangguan of Xiding County and had already descended from the air and was about to land on the ground immediately.

Thinking about what Mr. Wei told him before, Qiao Yun knew that the young monks in Yongtie City would come to Qingyang Town and participate in the election with them.

Within a few days after Qiao Yun returned from traveling, he also roughly understood the dilemma of Qingyang College in the past two years.

The rules of this election are obviously to kill all the students in Qingyang.

If no one in Qingyang can enter the school this time, how many promotion places can they get in the next election?

In this way, Qingyang Town may face a long period of disagreement and talent gap.

The young monks in Qingyang without strong backgrounds will have no way out.

Mr. Wei obviously knew more about the inside story, but he did not tell Qiao Yun.

But Qiao Yun had already understood the intention of Mr. Wei summoning him.

Needless to say, Qingyang Town is your hometown, and you don’t have to worry too much about what kind of high-level confrontation is involved in this matter. What you have to do is do the present thing well.

From Yongticheng, defend those nine promotion quotas, defend Qingyang Town’s former glory and last dignity.

What's more, if you want to go to that place, Qiao Yuan can't hide his weakness.

He must have excellent performance to have a slight chance to get there.

Qiao Yun looked at the Shangguan of Xiding County who had already landed on the ground, and looked at the unintentional smile on their faces.

He moved his wrist and turned his head.

"You will find that I, Qingyang monk, are not weaker than anyone."
Chapter completed!