C1434 (1/2)

Hearing Chu Qingyuan read out the rules of the first round, Dou Tian frowned. He finally knew why these people mocked him.

Compared with those who have received several blessings, he is just weak.

You know, Fuguang can pass the Customs at will. The more Fuguang, the more levels you pass. The higher the final score will be.

Doutian only gets a blessing light. Once he consumes it, he will be eliminated directly.

On the other hand, those who get three or four blessings can still get through the three or four hurdles even if their luck is bad, while those like Chu Yunfei who get more than ten blessings have almost walked the second round.

Doutian looked up at the empty shadows of the saints in the sky. He was very upset. His God level doudan master only gave him a blessing. What are they?

What's more, the Wansheng Pharmacopoeia and doutian's imagination are too poor. What are the two or three hundred people who were eliminated before the first round?

Can we see that they can't do it just by sight? This is bullshit! There is no comparison. Who knows whose level is higher?

Sometimes, it's not who is strong, who is stronger in the process of refining medicine. Some low-level practitioners have far more attainments in the process of refining medicine than high-level monks. Such people are everywhere.

Think of this, doutian helplessly shook his head, he was also lucky, at least one person looked at him, gave him the first blessing light, let him not be eliminated at the beginning.

”Since there is no problem, let's start. The Wansheng medicine Pavilion will open.” When Chu Qingyuan saw that no one answered, he suddenly gave a high drink.

All of a sudden, the door of the three storey attic suddenly began to open slowly, and a huge light door appeared in front of the public. The light door emitted a white light, enveloping the friars with blessing light in the square.

A great force acted on several people, then picked up the people and flew to the light gate.

In the process of shooting, people's bodies seem to be getting smaller quickly. With only one breath, everyone disappears into the light gate.

The light door is not closed, but people can't see everything inside.

In a short time, Wansheng medicine pavilion was calm and suspended in the air. The monks around stood there quietly, waiting for the result of the first round.

As the saying goes, Dou Tian was strongly inhaled into the Wansheng medicine Pavilion. At that moment, he felt the distortion of time and space, and his head almost burst open.

When he came back, he appeared in a gray space, where a figure in white was looking at him angrily.

Dou Tian scanned the four directions and found that the space was not big, so he couldn't reach the square. There was nothing else except him and the figure in white.

”What's the matter?” Dou Tian frowned, and then he looked at the figure in white carefully.

This man is very ordinary, almost 30 years old. However, Dou Tian doesn't want to underestimate him. How can he be a saint of medicine.

”It's not polite at all.” Suddenly, the figure in white opened his mouth, and his voice was very cold.

”Well?” Doutian looks at the figure in white in surprise. Obviously, he didn't expect that he could speak, but he is also a man who has seen the world, and soon calms down.

This figure in white should be equivalent to the existence of Cannian. They still have their own unique consciousness before the spirit and spirit are dispersed.

”Why should I be polite to you when you don't give me your blessing?” Doutian smiles faintly and looks very calm.