On the banana fan, Monk Shen Qinglan looked confused.

The two of them sat cross-legged opposite each other, with two wooden signs placed between them.

Two identical wooden signs.

The wooden sign has the words Wujimen written on it, and the pattern of the nine-story tower is faintly visible.

Shen Qinglan has been speculating for the past two days that the wooden sign she owns may be what Wu Yuezhu is looking for. Originally, it was just a guess that it might be a token identity tag or something.

But she never expected that this was actually the wooden sign to enter the Demon Slaying Conference.

The monk patted his bald head and placed his wooden sign between the two of them.

His piece says Amitabha Temple, and there is also a pattern of a nine-story pagoda on the back.

Three wooden signs for two people!

Shen Qinglan sighed, "Why do you think you are so enthusiastic? What can you give me in exchange for something to eat? Now it's okay, it's a wish in vain."

The monk raised his head and then lowered his head, sighing helplessly, "Do you think I gave you this because of the delicious food you made?"

"Isn't it?" It's no wonder that Shen Qinglan looks down on people. The monk's various actions in the past few days really made her feel that the monk was greedy and troublesome.

"Hey, a little bit of it is for food, but not entirely."

"What do you say."

"Although the food you make is delicious, I won't drag you into the Demon Slaying Conference just because of this. Wouldn't that mean you go to die?" The monk became more serious, and his words were still somewhat credible.

He played with the three wooden cards, "In the Demon Slaying Conference, the monsters sent by the demon clan are all third-level monsters. Although they are third-level, they are not something that ordinary monks in the late stage of foundation building can deal with. If you are an ordinary foundation building monk,

As a monk, you are still in the early stage of foundation building. Taking you along is just to gather the number of people. If you don't have time to crush the teleportation talisman, you will be slapped to death by the demon's claws.

I think you were too brave yesterday, so it would be a pity not to go to the Demon Slaying Conference."

Shen Qinglan understood, "It turns out that I am looking for a companion for you. Are you afraid of death? Are the disciples of the great masters in the Mahayana period also afraid of death?"

The monk glared at her, "If you say anything about the Mahayana period, I will leave!"

Shen Qinglan laughed loudly, "Just a joke, just a joke, don't worry!"

The monk seemed to be about the same age as her, but when he was angry, he felt more close to her, so he didn't feel anything awkward.

"I'll go to the dock later to check out the fresh seafood. What do you want to eat?"

Naturally, the monk will not be really angry. "That's more or less the same. You and I are not monks from the East China Sea Realm. We will be at a disadvantage if we enter the Demon Slaying Conference. We have a companion to take care of each other."

Most of the demon-slaying conferences are monks from various sects on the islands in the East China Sea. When there is danger, you will definitely save those you know first.

"Did your senior brother get this wooden sign before? How much does he know about the Demon Slaying Conference?"

Shen Qinglan really knew nothing about it. Now that he had the opportunity to go and see it, he naturally wanted to inquire more about it.

"Actually, it's just a battle of skills. If you can win, fight. If you can't, crush the teleportation talisman and come out. Those who can reach the ninth level will be rewarded, and they will also have a place to enter the next demon-slaying tournament."

Shen Qinglan couldn't help but be curious, "Didn't you have nearly a hundred people who could get the next quota? How can so many people reach the ninth floor?"

The monk shook his head, "No, Donor Wu told you before that you can get spirit beads by defeating your opponent. As long as a person has three spirit beads, he can still get a place to enter the next demon slaying conference."

The number of both human and demon tribes entering is more than three hundred. This number does not match up. "Even if the human cultivator wins, there are only more than three hundred demon spirit beads in total. The monks who can reach the ninth level will definitely get the spirit beads."

There are more beads, so on average, there are less than 100 places to get three spirit beads."

Shen Qinglan pointed to herself, "For example, I reached the top of the nine-story tower and got eighty spirit beads."

Then he pointed at the monk and said, "You got twenty spirit beads after reaching the fifth floor. We already have a hundred. Plus a few other powerful ones also took up hundreds, leaving a hundred."

It can only be divided among thirty people at most, how is it possible that there is an average of three pills per person?"

The monk disagreed with Shen Qinglan's example, "Why are you the only one who's eighty and I'm only twenty?"

He was in the late stage of foundation building and she was in the early stage of foundation building. How could this person have the nerve to say such a thing?

Shen Qinglan waved her hand, "It's just an example, don't talk about it."

The monk took out a few spiritual stones from his storage bag and asked Shen Qinglan, "What are these?"

"Spiritual stone."

The monk put the spirit stones back into the storage bag with satisfaction, "Keep three of your eighty for yourself, and the rest can be exchanged for spirit stones. Qinglan Shi mainly can really hit eighty spirit beads, then you can be regarded as Tianyuan."

The first person to build a foundation in mainland China.”

See what she can do, and give her eighty spirit beads.

In the past, there were only a dozen or twenty at most, which was enough to reach the sky.

"So it's still possible to sell it? Why is this so unseemly? Isn't it about a human-monster war? How can you still earn spiritual stones?"

Isn’t this a bit childish?

The monk put away his wooden sign from Amitabha Temple and said, "Don't think too simplistically. In the past, people's success through cultivation only accounted for 30%. Those monsters are not generally powerful."

Shen Qinglan chuckled, "Just think about it, the worst thing is to be teleported."

The monk put away his smile and said seriously, "You must not think like this. If the opponent is too strong, you may not even have a chance to crush the teleportation talisman. This has happened many times in the past."

Shen Qinglan also became serious, "I will pay attention and will never underestimate the enemy."

The monk nodded with satisfaction, "We have to find a way to deal with this extra wooden sign first."

"How should we deal with this?" Shen Qinglan thought that the monk would find another person to accompany him, but he did not expect that he was going to deal with it and sell it?

"Anyone who can participate in the Demon Slaying Conference will get a Spiritual Pill. If you can climb to the top of the tower, you will gain both fame and fortune. Some small sects are struggling to get a quota. How many spiritual stones can you sell?

?”

The Huiling Pill is a very useful elixir when the foundation is broken through to the Golden Pill stage. This thing is rarely circulated in the market.

Most of them are produced and sold within the sect. After all, high-level elixir masters are not just available on the street.

Shen Qinglan pushed the extra wooden sign to the monk's hand, "I need tens of thousands of spiritual stones."

"Tens of thousands? How can it be only tens of thousands? It's at least hundreds of thousands. And if this thing is marketable but priceless, who would put it up for auction?

Unless there are really no suitable disciples in the sect."

He pushed the thing back to Shen Qinglan, "Replace your piece with this piece. I guess this is what Donor Wu is looking for. I heard that Wuji Sect doesn't have many pieces.

Now that I have taken another piece, the chance of her entering the Demon Slaying Conference is even smaller. In case there is a mark on your piece, you will avoid being spotted."

When Shen Qinglan heard that he was right, he gave his share to the monk, "When will we leave for Wangyue Island?"

"Let's go early tomorrow morning."

"good."
Chapter completed!