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One hundred and thirtieth chapters have their own income (three)

Qi refining disciple competition: first place is Tao Jin, second place is Sheng Yan, third place is Chaoyin.

Yu Liuya smiled modestly and reservedly. Fortunately, he won the first place. Otherwise, as the organizer, he shouldn't be too embarrassed.

Although Xianyin Pavilion ranked third, at least four of the top ten were Xianyin Pavilion disciples, which was a consolation.

When Tao Jin was praised by everyone, he only had one thought in his mind: Fortunately, he did not disgrace his life and did not have to pay for the children's spiritual stones.

The children who had won the bet went to redeem the spirit stones. Everyone had such a big pile and they were very happy.

Langya was not affected by the result at all. He stood sideways and watched them count the spirit stones: "There is also a part of my contribution here. Why don't you treat me to a meal?"

Hu Nuan happily pulled at the spirit stones. There were so many that he couldn't even count them. After hearing this, he casually took a hamburger to Langya, which Hu Qingxin made when he was sent back last time.

She doesn't like the taste of fish.

Langya took the strange thing, which was still hot. Hey, this is a preserved magic weapon. He sniffed it, sniffed it again, and tried to take a bite.

"What is this thing, and why is it holding the fish? It's weird."

Hu Nuan: "Please eat, you can't buy it outside."

"You're not fooling me, right?" Langya was suspicious: "I come from the beach and don't care about eating fish."

Hu Nuan turned to look at him: "I don't like eating fish either."

Langya was speechless, so this must be the reason why you gave me this.

Hu Nuan brought him another chicken roll, and Langya tasted it: "It's okay, but it's a pity that I don't have the spiritual power. The sauce is good."

Hu Nuan: "We have invited you."

Langya: "Just this paper?"

Hu Nuan: "You can't buy it outside."

Langya: "Stingy."

Hu Nuan pretended not to hear.

After making a windfall, it is natural to reward the person who made them rich. Tao Jin received five spiritual stones, a low-grade spiritual stone, and a child gave him one.

Five spiritual stones were stacked in the palm of his hand. Tao Jin stared at them for a long time: "...You're welcome, it's my duty, senior brother."

"Senior brother, what reward do you have?"

Tao Jin: "Two foundation-building pills."

He said that he didn't care very much. He was sure of establishing the foundation and didn't need to take any pills at all.

"There are still ten thousand points left."

"Wow - so many points." Hu Nuan turned around and asked his friends: "What are the points?"

Friends: "..."

Xiao Yu: "Last time we went to the back mountain to practice, we got points."

Jin Xin: "My direct disciples originally had one hundred points every month."

Feng Yan: "Have you never used it before?"

Hu Nuan didn't speak.

Leng Ruo: "The foundation-building disciple competition, do you want to pledge money or not?"

In fact, she didn't know the result of this competition between the three factions. She didn't participate in the previous life, but her master did. But how could Master Shuanghua like others? He never mentioned it to her at all. There will be more such things later

, she won’t make any special note of it, so there’s no advantage in betting, it’s just luck.

Several people looked at each other and saw your hesitation. Tao Jin decided for them: "Don't play anymore. Gambling on luck should be done as soon as it's good. If you dare to gamble again, I guarantee that your master will hang you up and beat you."

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Luck, this thing, is ethereal but extremely important. How many monks who failed to advance and died regrettably may have had a little bit of luck, and how many monks who died and survived only relied on that little bit of luck to turn defeat into victory.

Real and illusory, something that can be encountered but not sought.

If you have good luck, you should cherish it, but monks must never bet on a little luck.

This kind of illusory thing can confuse people's minds and make them regretful choices.

Tao Jin's thoughts like this were all orders from his master. The world of cultivation is dangerous, and one careless move can lead to death. Gambling on luck is tantamount to courting death.

Tao Jin used it to educate children. They were too young to stick to their original intentions and it was better to be less exposed to temptations.

Several children are just curious and joining in the fun. They are satisfied after experiencing it once. The main thing is that they are not short of money and have no idea about spiritual stones. If they don’t want to play, they will stop playing.

They also watched the competition between the disciples in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and they only had one impression after watching it: they couldn't see anything clearly as they were flying around, and it wasn't as good as the competition in the Qi Refining Stage.

Disciple in the foundation building stage: Little brat, what do you know?

The first place this time was Xianyin Pavilion. The master of Xianyin Pavilion finally breathed a sigh of relief and started talking and laughing naturally.

What Yu Liuya and the leader of the Changji Sect were thinking was: Let you win once and everyone will give each other face.

Finally, there is a group battle. There is no suspense. The first place is Changjimen. There is no behind-the-scenes operation. The disciples of Changjimen cooperate with Chaohua Sect and Xianyin Pavilion tacitly. They especially listen to the captain's command and are unstoppable after receiving the order.

Finish.

This point made both Yu Liuya and the master of Xianyin Pavilion unable to laugh.

If you are facing demons and monsters, the survival rate of Changjimen is definitely higher than them.

I immediately had a plan in mind.

The real people also have the same idea. They are still too lax towards their disciples and should learn from the methods of their senior disciples.

The grand event of the three major sects came to an end, and when it was time to send off the guests, many disciples were reluctant to say goodbye at the mountain gate. During this period, many good friends developed cross-sect friendships.

Hu Nuan and Lin Shu were also among them.

Lin Shu's eyes turned red from crying: "Master, why can't I stay?"

Lin Jun said softly: "Because you are from a long family."

Lin Shu: "Can we be members of the Chaohua Sect?"

Lin Jun smiled and said: "No, you can't change it after you choose it."

Lin Shu: "Nuan Nuan, come with me to Changjimen."

Hu Nuan: "Master, can we go to Changjimen?"

Qiao Yu: "Next time it's our turn to go to Changjimen towards Huazong. Master will take you there."

Hu Nuan: "Shu Shu, just wait for me. I will definitely bring you lots and lots of meat."

Lin Shu sniffed: "Well, you must come."

She turned around three times and was pulled onto the spiritual boat by her master.

Hu Nuan sighed, sighing again and again.

Qiao Yu: "Do you like her that much?"

Hu Nuan: "Lin Shu's fruits are the most delicious. I have never tasted such delicious fruits."

Qiao Yu: "..."

Hu Nuan: "Master, it's time for me to take a vacation. I want to go home to find my mother."

Qiao Yu: "Bring the fruit you exchanged to your mother?"

Hu Nuan: "Yes."

I won't say another word, even if I give your master an apple.

But will he stop me? Of course not. Not only will he not stop me, he will also prepare a gift for me.

The newly harvested low-grade spiritual rice from the spiritual rice field is as big as a sack.

"It's for your mother, wait until she finishes eating."

Hu Nuan felt that her master was strange.

When Hu Qing returned home, she saw Hu Nuan playing in the yard by herself, and said weakly, "The good boy is back."

Hu Nuan ran over and raised his arm to touch her forehead: "Mom, are you sick?"

Hu Qing put Hu Huahua down and sighed: "Xianyin Pavilion and Changjimen are gone."

Hu Nuan nodded: "I just left today."

Hu Qing sat down on the turf and stretched out his legs: "The prices are going to come down, but I'm exhausted."

If you go out early in the morning and come back late every day to collect herbs, your legs are no longer yours.


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