"Isn't your father just Yuan Xian? Is he here to prepare for this competition?"

"Well," Li Ping'an shrugged, "I don't know why the head gave such an important task to my father."

"You can just go and help yourself."

Qingsu nodded gently:

"If you are short of manpower to move things, you can come and call me."

Li Ping'an almost laughed out loud: "Master, don't worry, there are many outer disciples, and there are many deacons... However, I am afraid that the disciples will not be able to fully prepare for this competition."

"It's okay," Qing Su said seriously, "If you are eliminated too early, I will help you make up a reward so that you will not be worse than others."

Li Ping'an:......

He does not lack the wealth to cultivate, but the master has said so, and he cannot embarrass the master;

So Li Ping'an deliberately showed an expression of joy, then quickly hid the expression and bowed to his master.

"Thank you, Master! I will go and make some preparations now."

Qingsu seemed quite satisfied and continued to comprehend the great road beside the spring.

Let's say that Li Ping'an returned to his room, spread out a piece of cloth, and carefully recalled the two summer sports games he participated in during his college days.

He first made an action outline;

Then he wrote hard and wrote down the outline of the specific process of the competition inside the door, and then deduced it in detail, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.

After his father became an immortal, his status within the family also experienced subtle changes.

For my father, preparing for this competition is also a good opportunity to make a name for himself.

If the father shows sufficient 'leadership' and 'organizational skills', he will receive more care from the boss and his future will be brighter.

But you need to pay attention to everything and leave some room for everything.

This internal competition only needs to achieve the effect of ‘stability while bringing out new ideas’, and it doesn’t have to be too conspicuous.

Li Pingan was busy writing and drawing, and three or four hours passed by without realizing it.

A message-carrying jade talisman came through the air and hung outside the cave gate.

Li Ping'an understood immediately, packed up the seven or eight rolls of cloth in front of him, briefly finished the contents of the jade talisman at hand, changed into a light blue disciple's robe, and prepared to rush to the main peak.

As soon as he took off, he saw Wei Yanzi waiting in the clouds.

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "Deacon, aren't you going to take up a post on the coast of the East China Sea?"

"We won't leave until after the competition inside the gate."

Wei Yanzi looked depressed:

"Now the door is in need of manpower... Sigh, how can it be more comfortable outside than in the mountains, but the elders have made arrangements, so I can only obey your orders."

Wei Yanzi drove him forward on the clouds, and he was accustomed to contacting and transmitting sounds.

Li Ping'an briefly asked about the past competitions, and Wei Yanzi knew everything.

To put it simply, in previous years, an arena was set up at the foot of the main peak, and new disciples would compete one by one.

Li Ping'an asked: "How enthusiastic are the participating disciples?"

"Positivity?"

Wei Yanzi was not used to such vocabulary. He understood it only after thinking about it carefully, and said with a smile:

"Everyone attaches great importance to this kind of competition. After all, it can make you famous, and the rewards given by the sect are not low."

That being said, there is no problem with the players’ enthusiasm.

If you want to make the competition more lively, you have to start from other directions.

"Deacon, were there many immortals who watched the competition in previous years?"

"This is really not much."

Wei Yanzi smiled and said:

"The people who came on the day of the competition were basically the disciples who participated in the competition. Most of the inner disciples who have passed the time limit for participation will not show up. Most of the immortals present are working in the Sixth Hall.

"This time it happened that because Qing Su was being hunted down, many immortals came out of seclusion, so we wanted to take this opportunity to have some fun."

It was pretty much what Li Pingan had expected.

A martial arts fight between disciples with lower cultivation levels is really not interesting to an immortal.

The audience's problem is not difficult to solve. He has already written down several sets of solutions in the jade talisman.

Halfway through the flight, Wei Yanzi was hesitant to speak, but finally he spoke:

"Ping An, the situation in Fanshi Palace is a little not right right now."

"How to say?"

Wei Yanzi looked ahead, his lips squirming slightly:

"Originally, the competition was just done according to the old rules. There were only three things in total: building the arena, setting up the formation, and setting the rules. Any inner sect elder could easily preside over it.

"But this time, the sect leader suddenly asked Master Dazhi to coordinate the competition within the sect.

"Master Dazhi originally planned to follow the old rules, but when he was discussing with several outer sect elders, a few outer sect elders who usually don't take care of things suddenly appeared, half-supported, half-crowded, and set up Master Dazhi.

"Looking at how they are, if this year's competition cannot be an unprecedented success, it is because the great master is not capable enough and is not doing things well.

"Tsk, do you think it's irritating or not?"

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly and said with his spiritual consciousness: "Deacon, when you arrive at the Fanshi Hall later, point out these elders to me."

"Okay, I'll go behind them later and then come back behind you."

"Excuse me, deacon."

While he was talking, the Fanshi Hall on the main peak was already approaching.

…

When Li Ping'an arrived at Fanshi Palace, he discovered that his father was indeed not in good condition.

My father and more than a dozen outer sect elders were sitting in the middle of the hall, with many immortals watching from the outside;

The two elders were introducing the structure of the arena, and my father was a little dazed beside him.

In short: boring.

Li Ping'an stood at the gate of the palace with his hands behind his back, and some memories from his childhood suddenly emerged in his heart.

This is also his only memory of his childhood:

[A bright red banner, high-hanging light bulbs, a long table on a simple rostrum, and an electric microphone on the table. The factory director, who was still young at the time, with a shiny slicked back hair, spoke impassionedly to

The employees in the audience were giving production encouragement speeches.]

"Peace, peace?"

Wei Yanzi called softly from the side. He had already walked around behind the four outer sect elders and returned to Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an took Wei Yanzi's arm and whispered a few words, then stuffed a storage bag into her.

Although Wei Yanzi didn't know why, he didn't ask why. He took the things Li Ping'an gave him, lowered his head and hurried aside.

After a while, several outer disciples carried seven or eight long tables and quickly arrived at the center of the hall. Under the frowning gaze of the elders, they used the long tables to form the word "door" and spread a dark red coarse cloth on the table tops.

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Li Dazhi was also confused: "What are you doing?"

Wei Yanzi walked over quickly and placed three things in front of Li Dazhi.

A 'tea jar' carved from white jade, a long vertical loudspeaker, and a simple jade talisman for recording events.

There is a blue border on the edge of the teapot, with a simple portrait of an immortal painted on it, and a small couplet on the left and right of the portrait.

Written on the right: A heart of Tao condenses into immortal bones;

Written on the left: Serve as a teacher wholeheartedly;

Hengpi: Keep a low profile.

Li Dazhi fell in love with the tea vat as soon as he saw it. He held it with his left hand and felt the temperature of the hot tea inside. He lowered his head and saw a few small red wolfberry-shaped fruits floating on the tea. He closed his eyes and sighed with satisfaction.

His celestial sense penetrated the jade talisman that recorded events, and when he saw the clear and clear lines, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"this?"

"Master Dazhi?"

The elders of the outer sect didn't know why.

Li Dazhi turned around and looked around, and soon found Li Ping'an standing in the corner.

Father and son looked at each other, and Li Dazhi grinned.

He raised the teapot and took a sip of the hot tea, cleared his throat, pulled the amplifying instrument in front of him, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes were bright.
Chapter completed!