The crystal jade is very large, and the volume of Ye Zheng's Xumi bag is definitely not enough. Fortunately, Murong Lixue's Sumi bag is big enough to help him solve this problem. Of course, it is inevitable to see Murong Lixue's strange eyes.

Ye Zheng didn't mean to explain to her. After all, if Ye Zheng told her that Jingbi could be used as a computer display screen and could make a TV, she probably wouldn't understand.

Several people activated the nameplate and successfully arrived on the square of the imperial capital.

There are only about 300 people in the square, which is completely different from the previous number.

"You guys take the nameplate and register it."

As soon as several people arrived at the square, they were waiting for a registration office by the guards who had been waiting for a long time. The male host in green was sitting at the table, remembering the number of nameplates, and there were more than a dozen people in front of him.

The team soon lined up Ye Zheng and the other two. The man in green pointed to a disc on the table and said, "Just put the nameplate on it."

Ye Zheng placed the nameplate on the disc according to the man in green. A white light flashed across the disc, and all Ye Zheng's nameplate on the disc disappeared, with a line of words on it: One hundred and sixty-two.

The man in green looked at Ye Zheng in surprise. This was the largest number of nameplate so far, which means that he should be the first person in this session.

This was actually not beyond Ye Zheng's expectations. After all, he killed Zhao Zhen. When Zhao Zhen died, he exploded a large number of nameplates. Although he didn't count, he would definitely have a lot of them as he obtained before.

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The man in green read out the number of each person's nameplate in turn, then walked to the stage and shouted: "Everyone, now I announce the ranking of the election conference!"

"First place, Ye Zheng, 162 nameplates!"

"Second place, Murong Lixue, 78 nameplates!"

"Third place, Wu Fan, 68 nameplates!"

When talking about the third place, Ye Zheng tilted his head and glanced at the man named Wu Fan, and recognized him. This was a monk who had withdrawn before the passage. He had good strength and eight veins of Taoist body.

The fat man ranked seventh, and the next one was some people that Ye Zheng didn't know much, so he immediately stopped paying attention.

Soon, the host announced the first hundred people. Those who were not read the name naturally looked disappointed, while most of the people who were read the name were calm, and only a few of the people who ranked low were ecstatic.

"Now I invite all the representatives of the sect!" the host shouted.

The seven representatives of the sects came up from somewhere.

There were sparse applause from the audience.

Ye Zheng suddenly felt that the old man on the stage with a wine gourd on his stage was staring at him with a hot look.

This old man is not a special hobby, right? Ye Zheng felt chill in his heart.

Except for the top ten, the others were randomly divided by the seven major sects.

Since Murong Lixue had a sect, the other nine people were chosen.

The other eight people were quickly divided up, and the seven people began to stare at Ye Zheng.

All the representatives of Ye Zheng's talent were seen. They defeated Zhao Zhen, a genius who was determined to the Tianluo Sect, and untied the ruins defense formation in half a quarter of an hour, and cracked the puppet's formation plate at the critical moment of life and death, showing that Ye Zheng was not only talented in cultivation, but also talented in formation.

This kind of genius is someone that almost every sect must rob.

"Ye Zheng, if you come to our sect, you can directly worship the elder Zhenling as your teacher and enjoy the treatment of a core disciple. After you advance to the Spirit Building Stage, you will be rewarded with a middle-grade magic weapon!" Gu Luan from Tianluo Sect spoke first.

The audience was even more uproar, and everyone looked at Ye Zheng with envy.

Magical instruments are one level higher than spiritual instruments. Each magical instrument requires extremely precious materials and extremely skillful refining techniques. The price is extremely expensive. It is said that the lowest-level magical instruments also require thousands of top-grade spiritual stones, and they are still priceless.

In the small immortal cultivation sect, magic weapons are almost the treasure of the sect, which is enough to arouse the covetousness of spiritual-transforming cultivators, not to mention medium-grade magic weapons.

As for worshiping the True Spirit Elder as his teacher, it made everyone even more envious. In the eyes of these low-level monks, the True Spirit is no different from a god. If he was accepted as a disciple by a True Spirit Cultivator, his future path of cultivation will undoubtedly be smooth.

"Ye Zheng, Liushuang Pavilion can also offer the same conditions, and there are almost all beautiful senior sisters in Liushuang Pavilion. It's okay if you want to find a few Taoist couples." The woman in Liushuang Pavilion in the palace dress said temptingly.

Although the other six people on the stage showed contempt, the male disciples in the stage were all jealous, and the fat man looked even more envious, wishing he would become Ye Zheng to agree immediately. Murong Lixue's expression changed slightly, and her staring eyes stared at Ye Zheng, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Haha, Ye Zheng, people say that the water is three thousand, and only one can be taken. Our Ziwei Star Sect can also offer those conditions, and your can be here with us." The old man from Ziwei Star Sect secretly winked at Murong Lixue, and then said with a smile.

Ye Zheng didn't know that Murong Lixue was in the Ziwei Star Sect, and even if he knew, he wouldn't think about it. He just felt that the old man was talking a little strange, and he didn't know what he said.

Ye Zheng didn't understand what the old man from Ziwei Star Sect meant, but Murong Lixue felt like a mirror in her heart. She blushed and thought to herself that the old man was disrespectful to the old man. Unfortunately, no one saw this beautiful scenery.

The other sects probably offered this condition, only the old man Wu did not speak.

In fact, Ye Zheng had already thought about going to the Tianpu Sect. After all, only after professional matching can there be a way out. However, the old man from the Tianpu Sect did not speak, so he couldn't express his opinion directly.

Otherwise, it would have been useless for several sects to be so dedicated.

"The Heavenly Puppet Sect can give you a chance to worship the Supreme Elder as your teacher!" Old Man Wu's face was gloomy and clear, and then he made up his mind to speak.

He didn't know that Ye Zheng wanted to join the Tianpu Sect, but he was just thinking that his greatest authority was to offer the same conditions as them, and it would be difficult to attract Ye Zheng.

In order to achieve his goal, he had to fight for it once.

The faces of the representatives of several other sects changed slightly, and they naturally knew the power of Old Man Wu's words. Gu Luan couldn't believe it, but asked hesitantly: "Are you talking about the Supreme Elder?"

"That's right, it's the Supreme Elder of Xuyuan Immortal Realm!" Old Man Wu nodded.

"You are crazy! Do you know how low the probability is? Can you bear the consequences of failure?" Gu Luan frowned.

"This kid has this qualification!" Old man Wu pondered for a moment, then spoke.

Hearing this condition, the others had no intention of speaking out in an instant, so he made Ye Zheng make a choice.

Ye Zheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "If I choose the Heavenly Puppet Sect, can I add another condition?"

Old Man Zhe frowned, a little dissatisfied, feeling that Ye Zheng spoke a little, but for the future of the sect, he nodded.

"Can you give me a bigger Sumeru bag?"

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