The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Chapter 245 Mr. Fog wants to kill us

Gehro is an ancient god who has survived from ancient times to this day.

at this point.

Anyone with a little common sense knows this.

So when Wei Nan heard Yan Que say the word "heaven", he immediately shuddered, and then looked at Chen Bofu with a look that shocked the world.

"What an awesome old man! Are you going to draw blood for Gehro?!"

"You look up to me, you look up to me..." Chen Boxu waved his hands hurriedly. This was also the first time that he gave in so clearly in front of everyone, "It's fine if it doesn't draw my blood. I'll draw it... … Let’s be realistic and wait a month.”

"Are you waiting here?" Wei Nan asked.

"I'll just stay here and watch..." Chen Boxu waved his hand, then looked at Chen Jing, "You go and have fun. I'll call you if something happens."

"Need not."

Chen Jing shook his head, stopped what he was doing, and slowly walked out of the ritual circle.

"I'm also here to guard it. I'm not worried if I can't see it."

The moment Chen Jing walked out of the ritual circle, the ashes of the old descendants on the ground began to squirm, gradually showing a sunken Yellow King totem, and little fluorescent lights rose above the altar. Like the faint ghost fire on the lonely tomb on the barren mountain.

They all rise from the center of the triangular altar.

Colorful.

It has a soft shimmer.

Like stars shining in the dark.

"It's so beautiful..." Wei Nan ran to the magic circle, his bright eyes reflecting the starlight, "What are those?"

"I don't know." Chen Jing shook his head and said bluntly.

Although this ritual array was arranged by Chen Jing himself, Chen Jing actually didn't know much about "it". He could only describe it through the text information, and he probably knew that these shimmering substances could please the deep space.

As for how to please, Chen Jing really couldn't think of it.

"My dear grandson, you are actually very lucky..." Chen Boxu took a small mat that Ryan brought over, sat down with a smile on his face, lit a cigarette and started puffing away with emotion, "You... This promotion ceremony is much less difficult than the last time..."

"Luck?" Chen Jing was stunned, "I just think it's a bit strange. Logically speaking, the difficulty of promotion should be getting more and more difficult..."

"Who told you that the difficulty will get bigger and bigger?" Chen Boxu asked rhetorically.

"That's what you said." Chen Jing was stunned and looked at the old man in disbelief, "Old man, you won't deny it, will you?"

"Ah...it seems to be what I said, but there is an exception to everything." Chen Bofu smiled sheepishly and scratched his snow-white afro, "Ninety-nine percent of the old descendants are like this. , the further back you go, the harder it will be to get promoted, but there are also one percent of the old descendants...their promotion ceremony will not necessarily become more and more difficult."

"???" Chen Jing looked surprised.

"This kind of old descendant is rare. Anyway, I have only seen one in reality. You also know that person..." When Chen Bofu said this, he suddenly sighed.

"Who?" Chen Jing asked curiously.

"The last great member of Parliament, Randolph."

Chen Bofu spoke in a low voice, and it seemed that when he talked about "Congressman Randolph," his mood became particularly low.

"The rituals for his two promotions to sequence were ridiculously simple. One was to promote Sequence 2 to Sequence 3, and the other was to promote Sequence 5 to Sequence 6."

Hearing what the old man said, an idea suddenly flashed in Chen Jing's mind, and he suddenly remembered the letter that Grandpa Biao Shijie left for him.

He clearly remembered such a passage in it.

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"What is required for sequence promotion is not a ritual, nor is it for you to use something as a medium to offer sacrifices. It is just for you to re-walk the path and things that the 'old gods' have done..."

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"If what the old man said in the letter is reliable...then it is not difficult to understand that the difficulty of the promotion ceremony is uncertain..." Chen Jing squatted on the ground and looked at the altar in the magic circle, thoughtfully.

Put it this way.

The ceremony for promotion from Sequence 1 to Sequence 2 is to go to the Yellow King's courtyard and kill the ancient alchemist Zhao Puxian... Does that also prove that the Yellow King also went to a certain place and killed a creature similar to the ancient alchemist?

"But to be honest, I think your promotion ceremony is quite strange." Chen Bofu took a puff of cigarette and his expression became confused. "The promotion ceremony of the old descendants is usually fixed. The promotion ceremony told by God Qi There is only one choice, but you actually have two choices..."

Chen Jing looked at the altar silently. His originally calm state of mind was made uneasy by the old man's words.

Yes.

Why do I have two options for my promotion ceremony?

And the risks of these two options...are too different!

"Two choices, the former is easy, just time-consuming, the latter is as difficult as climbing to the sky, and can even be life-threatening..." Chen Boxu murmured to himself, with a puzzled expression on his old face, " There is no need to choose..."

"No matter which one you choose, the sequence after promotion will be the same, right?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

Chen Bofu nodded uncertainly, then shook his head.

"It stands to reason that this should be the case, but your situation is too weird...so I can't be sure."

"Will completing the promotion with the blood of the ancient gods make me stronger?" Wei Nan asked with an idea.

"It's possible, otherwise the risks of the two choices wouldn't be that different." Chen Boxu crossed his legs and shook his head helplessly, "But you have to have that fate."

Hearing what the old man said, Chen Jing couldn't help but feel entangled in his heart, because to him, this was like a choice he faced while playing a game...

There is obviously another choice to become stronger, but due to lack of strength, I can only choose another one that is much worse...

"No matter how much you think about it, it's useless..." Chen Jingshen took a few breaths and suppressed the tangled emotions in his heart, "People must learn to be content... It's good to be promoted to Sequence 3 so quickly..."

Just as Chen Jing was comforting himself in his heart.

The light curtain suddenly popped up.

It was a friend message from Li Mobai.

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[Li Mobai]: Be careful of Mr. Wu, the examiner.

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Seeing this concise and concise sentence, Chen Jing couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and then began to type a reply with his mind.

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[Chen Jing]: What’s wrong? ? Were you tricked by him? ? ?

[Li Mobai]: Maybe everyone was tricked by him.

[Chen Jing]: What do you say? ?

[Li Mobai]: After returning to the Hanging City, I used the Taoist temple’s computing power to analyze the exam, and I found that... the man named Mr. Wu seemed to be quite hostile to our human civilization.

[Chen Jing]: I have always felt that way...

[Li Mobai]: I suspect Mr. Wu wants to kill us.

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