Chapter 1384

It's too unreliable! Ye Lingtian felt that the biggest mistake was not using a computer in this competition. In what age, unless you are interested in calligraphy, who would use a brush to write traditional characters? Facts proved that Ye Lingtian's judgment was completely wrong. He turned his head and looked around, and found that every alchemist was a poet, walking around the rice paper with brushes in his hand. His writing posture was chic and his facial expression was calm, so The old face immediately turned red.

Whether to continue to raise your hand to protest again is the question he is thinking about at the moment. After doing this, the old face really couldn't bear it. As the head of the Dao Sect, not to mention erudition, but at least a pass in cultural knowledge, and he can't even write traditional Chinese characters. Isn't this a joke for other sects?

Ye Lingtian was very tangled and melancholy, and no one could calm down at this moment, even if he didn't care about other people's eyes anymore, old men still need some face.

On the podium, Zhuge Chuanshi and Wang Xuebing saw Ye Lingtian staring at the rice paper with a brush in a daze, and couldn't figure out what was going on.

To be able to refine non-toxic Ziyu pills, it is impossible not to know those fairy grasses and elixir, and it is not difficult to recombine these fairy grasses and elixir to refine three types of pills, even two of them can be combined. Out of pills, not to mention thirty-six kinds? In the final analysis, the second round of the competition is to see who can make full use of the free combination of thirty-six kinds of celestial herbs and elixir, and finally judge the ranking according to the quality of the pills.

Wang Xuebing frowned: Ye Yuntian is so hesitant, could it be that he wants to hit the top pill?

Thinking of Ye Lingtian refining the non-toxic purple jade pill in the first round, Wang Xuebing was very disturbed. Ye Lingtian's limelight in the first round was too great, and Wang Qianyi had to suppress Ye Lingtian's limelight in the second round no matter what, otherwise he could only watch Watching the rise of Dao Zongmen.

Compared with Wang Xuebing's apprehension, Zhuge Chuanshi's eyes were full of anticipation. He believes that Ye Lingtian's performance in the second round should not be too bad, but Ye Lingtian is so hesitant, is it because he wants to attack the top pills, if that is the case, it can only be said that Ye Lingtian is too crazy.

According to previous alchemy competitions, it is more appropriate for the top pills to appear in the finals. If the refining starts in the second round, there will definitely not be enough time. Zhuge Chuanshi really wanted to vent Ye Lingtian's anger, but doing so...was really inappropriate.

Zhao Wuxie was probably the only one on the podium who knew why Ye Lingtian was staring at the rice paper in a daze. Seeing Ye Lingtian's embarrassment, Zhao Wuxie wanted to laugh.

Ten minutes later, a staff member took the answer sheet from the alchemist's desk and sent it to the podium, and the name of the pill that the alchemist chose to refine was also displayed on the big screen.

Ye Lingtian's pen still didn't move.

Tianxue on the stands became anxious. Before that, she didn't know what Ye Lingtian was dawdling about, but when Ye Lingtian looked helplessly at her, Tianxue suddenly realized, and her head was full of black lines. How can I forget that this guy has never been to school at all, and it is good to know simplified characters, let alone traditional characters with many strokes? Uh, well, the perverted rule in the Alchemy Exchange Contest must be written with a brush. Isn't this purely embarrassing Ye Lingtian?

Tianxue took out her mobile phone from her pocket and waved it at Ye Lingtian, meaning that you don't know how to write traditional Chinese characters, so just ask Du Niang if you can? !

It’s not that Ye Lingtian didn’t want to use his mobile phone. At the beginning, he took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it. The problem was that he couldn’t figure out the input method on the mobile phone, whether it was strokes or pinyin. Knowing that he is semi-literate, it is not convenient to look at the phone and write.

Ye Lingtian turned his head to look at Wang Linlin, who was writing in the distance, and at Wang Qianyi, who was about to finish the answer sheet. His heart beat, and he finally raised his hand.

Wang Xuebing frowned, holding the microphone helplessly and asked, "Contestant No. 2, what's your problem?"

"I need a laptop!" Ye Ling Tianlang said.

Need a laptop? Wang Xuebing turned to look at Zhuge Chuanshi, a little puzzled: "What does he need a laptop for?"

Zhuge Chuanshi scratched his head, but he didn't react for a long time, and finally said simply: "I don't know, but it doesn't seem to violate the rules, just leave it to him."

Wang Xuebing completely convinced Ye Lingtian, do you want to show off every round of the competition? The first round of the competition blew up the furnace, and the second round of the competition did not write the answer sheet well and required a laptop. Are you kidding us?

Wang Xuebing was unwilling to meet Ye Lingtian's request from the bottom of his heart, but Zhuge Chuanshi had already spoken, so what could he say? So he said into the microphone: "The field staff, provide contestant No. 2 with a laptop."

Before the words finished, Ye Lingtian followed closely: "It needs to be able to connect to the wireless network."

Are you still planning to surf the web at the arena? Wang Xuebing was really defeated by Ye Lingtian, glanced at the stunned staff in the distance, and waved his hand, meaning stop being dumbfounded, and do as the kid asks, otherwise he might protest again.

The friends in the stands were surprised again. Now just present the pills you want to refine, to be precise, tell the judge exactly what pills you want to refine next, and you need a laptop?

If they knew the real reason why Ye Lingtian wanted the laptop, Da Ya would laugh it off. If they were in the sect, if they couldn't even write the most basic traditional characters, they could dig a hole and bury themselves.

Turning on the laptop, Ye Lingtian's fingers fluttered on the keyboard, and soon the simple-to-complex software on the Internet presented the answer Ye Lingtian needed on the computer screen. Ye Lingtian showed joy, and began to draw on the rice paper with a brush.

For Wang Qianyi, among the 21 participating alchemists, only Ye Lingtian was a threat to her. When she returned to her seat, Wang Qianyi glanced at Ye Lingtian's answer sheet intentionally or unintentionally, and then she seemed to be struck by lightning , stood there blankly, looking at Ye Lingtian as if looking at a monster.

What is written here? Wang Qianyi was shocked.

Seeing Wang Qianyi's expression, Wang Xuebing's heart immediately lifted, and he said with a microphone: "Contestants who have already handed in their answer sheets, please do not stay in the arena."

The implication is Qianyi, don't be in a daze, if you find that Ye Yuntian's refined pill is higher than yours, you can go back and modify it, the staff in the arena are all from us, who will stop you?

Wang Qianyi turned her head to look at the podium, shrugged her shoulders, and showed a helpless smile, which meant to reassure Wang Xuebing that the reason why she was like this was not because of the high level of the pill that Ye Lingtian wanted to refine. As for what happened, soon You just know.

After Ye Lingtian finished writing what he wanted to express, he looked up and saw that the alchemists around him had already completed the answer sheet, and the pills that twenty-one alchemists wanted to refine had already been presented on the big screen. There was no doubt that Ye Lingtian was the slowest one.

"It's done! I kept you waiting." Ye Lingtian clapped his hands, turned his head and smiled shyly at the staff beside him, stood up and walked towards the seats.

"It's okay." The field staff replied politely, and then walked to Ye Lingtian's desk and chair, picked up the answer sheet, and shivered involuntarily, what the hell was written? !

The staff was astonished. They looked at Ye Lingtian's back, and at Wang Xuebing and Zhuge Chuanshi who were waiting eagerly on the podium, their facial expressions were extremely exciting.

Wang Xuebing was very dissatisfied with the performance of the staff, and said to the microphone: "Don't waste time, hurry up and hand in the answer sheet of contestant No. 2."

In fact, not only Wang Xuebing and Zhuge Chuanshi were waiting anxiously, but also the friends. The twenty-one alchemists who participated in the competition presented the pills they were preparing to refine on the big screen, and Ye Lingtian was still writing hard. If you are so serious, why did you stay in a daze just now, and what kind of pills do you want to make, who is not confident?

Looking at the pills that the participating alchemists were refining on the big screen, the eliminated friends only realized the gap. Especially for Wang Qianyi, among the three types of pills, the Zongmen's top pill, Absolute Poison Pill, appeared. It is said that if this pill can be refined, it will definitely rank among the top three in the Zongmen world's alchemy practice.

Since Ye Yuntian, the head of the Sword Sect, could refine the non-toxic Purple Jade Pill in the first round, the first ring of alchemy is definitely not much worse than Wang Qianyi, so will there be top-level pills among the three types of pills he chooses to refine? Woolen cloth? This is the focus of attention of the friends, and of course the focus of Wang Qianyi and Wang Xuebing.

Wang Xuebing's bluff woke up the staff from the extreme shock. He rubbed his eyes, quickly folded the answer sheet, and ran towards the podium respectfully holding it in his hands, while still muttering, I can't read this answer sheet I understand, the Great Elder is very knowledgeable, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?

Ye Lingtian didn't pay attention to the abnormality of the staff at all, but when he passed by Wang Qianyi, he found that Wang Qianyi looked at him very strangely, so strange that Ye Lingtian felt uncomfortable.

Wang Linlin had been waiting for Ye Lingtian's boss for a while, and seeing him coming back at this time, she muttered, "Are you too slow?"

"I can't help it. There are too many strokes in traditional Chinese characters, and the brush is too soft. It takes a lot of effort to draw. It's strange if you can get up quickly." Ye Lingtian trembled at the thought of writing with a brush.

Seeing Ye Lingtian's bitter expression, Wang Linlin was amused: "Do you know the disadvantages of being uneducated?"

"I knew it earlier, don't you have time to learn?" Ye Lingtian rolled his eyes.

Wang Linlin tugged at Ye Lingtian, and said seriously: "You definitely don't have calligraphy skills, but at least the characters you write must be recognizable to others. You are the head of the Sword Sect, so you can't lose the chain too much."

"I don't want to lose the chain either. The organizing committee of the competition is really stupid. They don't use modern methods, but they want to go retro." Ye Lingtian's face was full of complaints.

"It's useless to talk about this. Seriously, can others recognize the characters you draw?" Wang Linlin emphasized the key point of the problem again.

"It shouldn't be a big problem to recognize it, I followed it stroke by stroke." Ye Lingtian is still very confident about this.