Chapter 182

Any way to explore is OK, but we must think independently and forbid communication. Anyone who dares to copy or communicate with others will be expelled from this exchange meeting immediately. Now, let's start. "

With the first question of Zhang Zhenren, more than 500 contestants on the huge flat immediately looked at the tunnel entrance not far away from them.

The entrance of the tunnel looks very big. You can enter about 50 or 60 people side by side. The exit that Zhang Zhenren pointed to is just in front of the right hand side of everyone. It's not far away. It should be 300 or 400 meters away.

If this is calculated, only five minutes of exploration time is given for the whole distance of three or four hundred meters. This is not an opportunity for them to ponder over it slowly at all. They can only walk and watch, testing their basic skills extremely.

Time doesn't wait. Everyone has only half an hour. After seeing the location and length, someone immediately runs towards the entrance of the tunnel.

Then the people in the dark were all going in that direction.

In the blink of an eye, only yunmo lying on the ground and Xu Fan sitting next to yunmo were left on the vast flat ground.

Xu Fan looked up at the contestants who had already passed, then looked down at the still lying cloud and ink, and said, "master Chumen, if you don't want me to help you, time is too tight. We don't have much time to waste."

Cloud ink closed eyes lying on the ground, smell speech gently raised his hand toward Xu Fan waved index finger: "you go first."

She's still dizzy. Wait for her to have a rest.

Damn seasickness. It's so hard.

Xu Fan frowned: "how can I do this? If I go first, what can you do?"

He didn't know what he felt about seasickness, but seeing yunmo like this, it was like he was dead. If he left first, yunmo would not be able to get up, let alone explore the cause of the tunnel collapse.

"Cut the crap." Yun Mo choked out three words from his teeth.

Don't talk to her. She's hard at talking now. Please do your own work first. Don't worry about her, just help her.

Xu Fan hesitated and looked up at the tunnel entrance not far away.

At this time, the entrance of the tunnel is entering orderly. Because the time given is too short, it is impossible for one person to check the other person's going. Basically, dozens of people go in one after another, and then the people behind continue to follow.

In this way, the speed of entering the tunnel is very fast, but in the past few minutes, more than 500 participants have entered almost half of the time.

Xu Fan sweeps into the crowd, and Zhang Chengzheng raises his hand to call him in the past. In his eyes, he has already given up yunmo. He can't help biting his teeth.

Looking down at the meaningless cloud ink, Xu Fan had no choice but to stand up: "then I'll go first." He represents Longhushan. He can't be here with yunmo all the time. He has to take part in the competition.

Yun Mo stretched out his index finger weakly and shook it, indicating that he would go first.

Xu Fan left, and only yunmo was left on this huge platform, which was more and more eye-catching.

"Well, how come there's still one person who hasn't been there?" On the rostrum, Zhang Zhenren was ready to look at the computer screen in front of him. He used modern means to observe whether the contestants cheated in the tunnel. As a result, the corner of his eye was swept to the huge open space and the big font was lying on the ground. He was surprised to see the eye-catching cloud ink: "this is a negative competition?"

In their once-in-a-five-year Feng Shui competition, is there anyone who is so passive?

Mr. Zhang said he was shocked.

The eldest of the three, the abbot of void, who was in his sixties, looked like a smiling Buddha. Wen Yan looked up at the cloud ink under his eyes, reached out and waved to the person in charge of Logistics: "what's the matter with her?"

The disciple of Dan daozong, who was in charge of the local logistics, flashed a smile on his face: "Abbot Hui void, she is seasick."

"Seasick?" Zhang Zhenren and the abbot of void were surprised.

Nowadays, are there any geomancy masters who are seasick?

Where has this spiritual power been learned?

Is it difficult for him to make up for the number?

Zhang Zhenren's face sank: "who is she? What school does it represent? Who recommended her? "

How dare such people make up their numbers to enter their geomantic exchange meeting? They must be investigated and severely punished from the bottom to the top.

Dan daozong disciple Wen Yan quietly looked at the face of immortal Zhang, and then he opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.

Zhang Zhenren see this face more heavy, with a little anger: "say."

Is there a big background behind this woman? It's unreasonable for their logistics personnel to hesitate to say or not. It's useless here in the big background. What they pay attention to in the metaphysical circle is that they really rely on practical learning and dare to confuse things with fish eyes.

The disciple of Dan daozong was stunned by immortal Zhang, and immediately blurted out: "her name is Chu yunmo, representing the dragon and Tiger Mountain competition."

Immortal Zhang

？？？

Zhang Zhenren reached for his ear and said, "you are saying it again."

"Her name is Chu yunmo. She is one of the five contestants of Longhushan, representing... Longhushan."

Zhang Zhenren

That, that, it seems that the contestant he sent out this time has the name of Chu yunmo, or Xu Fan recommended him to pass.

This... This

Sullen face stiff in the face, powerful looks at this time slowly floating up a little red, people look very strange.

Holding out his hand, he awkwardly grabbed his beard. For a moment, Zhang Zhenren really didn't know what to say to express his current mood.

I thought it was a weak chicken from another family, but it turned out to be his own. What should I do? I've lost my face for a moment.

"Cough." The abbot of void coughed twice, turned his head and looked at Zhang Zhenren, and tried to straighten his face: "what's the matter with your disciple?"

But the abbot of void was always smiling at Maitreya Buddha, which made people see that he was holding a smile, and Zhang Zhenren almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

"There may be something wrong with the body." There's no way. Zhang Zhenren choked out such an explanation from his mouth.

"Oh..." the abbot nodded, seemingly believing.

But the long tone made Zhang almost want to give him a punch.

"Since I'm ill, I'd better go down and have a rest. It's not a matter to lie here like this." The abbot of void smiles again.

If there is one less person in Longhushan, there will be one less opponent in Tianling temple, which is very good.

Zhang Zhenren frowned and did not open his mouth. Feng Tianxun, who had been sitting coldly from beginning to end, said nothing,