Listening carefully, the monks from the four families are recruiting monks who are from casual cultivators but have outstanding abilities in martial arts.
The conditions given are quite generous.
At this moment, Yun Luoyao reached the other side of Gu Changhuan. He looked around and found that Gu Changqing and Chi Jin were actually at the Yan family. After having a pleasant chat with Yan Qingzhu and Yan Qingwan, he was surprised.
Big mouth.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, are your Ninth Brother and your disciple so familiar with the two geniuses of the Yan family?"
he asked in surprise.
Gu Changhuan looked at Gu Changqing and Chi Jin, thought for a while and said:
"I can't say we're familiar with each other. When my ninth brother and fourth brother were traveling before, they happened to attend the Yunying Conference held by the Yan family and had a discussion with fellow Taoist Yan Qingzhu, so they are considered acquaintances."
I see.
Yun Luoyao suddenly realized and sighed again:
"I heard that Gu Daoyou's Ninth Brother and his apprentice are both powerful beings that can surpass the third-level low-grade monsters. Although they have not yet reached the ninth level of foundation building, their strength has already exceeded that of ordinary foundation building;
With such a strong character, the Yan family is definitely willing to be friends with him."
A strange color flashed across Gu Changhuan's eyes,
"It's the same as anyone who has good friendships. After all, we are not casual cultivators, but family cultivators;
If you want the family to be safe for a long time, apart from the family's efforts, it depends more on whether the Haoran Sect can survive."
Yun Luoyao nodded in agreement.
Indeed, whether it is the Yan family or the Shaoyang sect, they are thousands of miles away from the marginal families like them in Qingzhou. If these families want to multiply and grow, they still have to look at the attitude and prospects of the Haoran sect. If the Haoran sect is such a giant,
If they cannot hold on, small families like theirs are just eggs in an overturned nest, and there is no way they will be spared.
The two chatted for a while, and suddenly a golden elixir monk came to the top floor of the Star-Zhaing Tower.
Everyone suddenly became quiet and looked over in unison.
The Jindan monk who came here was none other than Qi Zhi of the Haoran Sect.
Since the war between the human and demon clans, Qi Zhi has appeared in front of many monks frequently, and his strength shown in several attacks is extraordinary. Therefore, Qi Zhi is highly respected by both the disciples of the four families and the casual cultivators.
"Dear fellow Taoists, I know this from the Haoran Sect.
First of all, I would like to extend a warm welcome to all the young talents from Donghuang to attend this Fenglin meeting.
The purpose of holding Fenglin’s gathering this time is firstly to allow the geniuses of Donghuang to gather together and get to know each other better;
The second is to encourage everyone to work more together to fight against the demon clan;
Finally, I hope that no matter where you are in the future, all fellow Taoists can take advantage of the fate of gathering today and support each other."
At this time, Xiu Ming from Shaoyang Sect took half a step forward and said with a smile:
"We are really honored that a real person has such expectations for us."
The other monks were also inspired, and even some of the young and energetic ones turned red in the face.
After all, if you want to leave this Eastern Wasteland and go elsewhere, you must at least have a cultivation level of the Golden Core stage.
Even if all those present today are the elites of the Eastern Wilderness, no one can be sure that they can condense the golden elixir and leave this land of the Eastern Wilderness.
Qi Zhi said this because he felt that most of them could condense the golden elixir and set foot in the world outside this place.
Gu Changhuan lowered his head and smiled. No matter what others thought, he was really curious about the world outside Donghuang.
Next, Qi Zhi said some words of hope and encouragement to everyone. During this period, although a few monks showed a look of worry on their faces, no one really dared to stand up and say anything that ruined the atmosphere.
Qi Zhi only stayed at Fenglin's gathering for a while and then left.
He, a Jindan-level monk, always attracted a lot of attention in Fenglin's small gathering, but after he left, Fenglin's small gathering became completely lively.
As soon as Qi Zhi walked away with his front legs and his back legs were clear, a monk from the late Zifu stood up behind him and said that it was boring for everyone to sit and chat like this, so how about having a competition to add to the fun?
As soon as he finished speaking, many monks raised their heads instantly.
Others chimed in and asked about the rules.
Obviously, everyone is very interested in this topic.
Gu Changhuan smiled secretly. Sure enough, someone couldn't hold himself back any longer.
However, he didn't have any opinion on this.
Even if someone wants to argue with each other, it has nothing to do with him, a non-conformist and idle person.
Yun Luoyao, Mu Buyu and others obviously thought the same thing, and they all looked like they were watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
Xiu Ming, who was sitting at the front, looked calm, but there was a cold look in his eyes.
Although the ancestor did not restrain and manage them, before their army left the Shaoyang Sect, the leader once warned them not to cause trouble at will.
Today at Fenglin's meeting, since they are here, they represent the Shaoyang Sect, and there must be no mistakes in their words and deeds. However, Senior Brother Qian still behaves like this. It seems that he did not take the leader's words to heart.
This idiot relies on his wind spirit root and his master to be a late-stage Jindan monk. He usually shows off his power within the Shaoyang Sect and bullies other outer disciples. He really thinks that he is a peerless master. He actually dares to do so on such an occasion today.
Say something like this.
The more Xiu Ming thought about it, the angrier he became, and finally he had to tell himself that he couldn't be like a fool.
It's time for this idiot to see the world outside the world, so that he won't always think that the elites of other sects and the casual cultivators who fought in the sea of blood are as easy to deal with as mindless monsters.
However, Senior Brother Qian didn't know what Xiu Ming was thinking at this moment. Seeing that everyone was very interested in this, he not only puffed up his chest, walked to the center of the hall, enjoyed the feeling of being noticed by everyone for a while, and then said in an orderly manner:
"For a competition, naturally you don't need too many rules.
Each of our four families will send three people to compete, two Zifu monks and one Foundation Establishment monk. We will draw lots to fight one-on-one and adopt an elimination system. The one who wins more games will naturally be the winner.
What do you think?"
This is really a very common competition system.
All the monks nodded, and no one raised any objection.
At this time, Yan Qingzhu suddenly said:
“Since it’s a competition and we have to decide the winner, how can we do it without a chance of winning?
I think it’s better for each of our four families to come up with a fourth-level spiritual object as a lottery, and the winner can take away all the rewards, how about that?”
Yan Qingzhu's proposal caused quite an uproar. Four fourth-level spiritual objects were worth a lot of spiritual stones. Even if they were exchanged for medium-grade spiritual stones, if they were piled together, they would be as tall as half a person, right?
The eyes of many monks suddenly became warm.
There are also some casual cultivators who are also very moved, but unfortunately, they are generally not qualified to speak on such occasions.
Not long after Yan Qingzhu finished speaking, Su Shaoxun, who was sitting in front of the Haoran Sect monks, suddenly opened his mouth to speak:
"Today's grand banquet, we are hosting all the young talents in the Eastern Wasteland. If only four of our monks compete, wouldn't we be living up to the good intentions of our teachers?
Now there are quite a few casual cultivators upstairs here, so why not send some casual cultivators to participate in the competition?