As soon as Su Shaoxun said these words, he immediately won the attention of the casual cultivators.
Yan Qingzhu was naturally indifferent to this, and quickly nodded in agreement, while Ouyang, who had never spoken much, said:
"If that's the case, wouldn't all the Taoist friends from this family have come here in vain?"
He didn't want to take advantage of the good people of the Haoran clan.
Senior Brother Qian nodded:
"Then all Taoist friends from your family should choose some people to participate in the competition."
He said nonchalantly. In his opinion, these people were incapable of taking away the rewards. Even if they participated in the competition, they were just their foils, or his foils.
At this time, Yan Qingwan frowned and poked her brother.
With so many people calling back and forth, when will this boring party end?
Yan Qingzhu understood what he meant, and when he was worried about how to reduce the number of people, Xiu Ming suddenly stood up and said:
“If there are three people from each family, even if we adopt the elimination system, it will take a long time;
How about this, the time for one stick of incense is limited, if the winner cannot be determined within one stick of incense, both people will be eliminated at the same time."
Gu Changhuan said happily, "Good guy, this leader of the Shaoyang Sect looks tepid, but he is actually more scheming than that Senior Brother Qian."
At the same level of cultivation, an hour or two of fighting between monks is nothing. To determine the winner within a stick of incense is not a simple matter for most monks;
The people who came to Fenglin's meeting today were all well-known monks. If they were embarrassed here, they would resent Senior Brother Qian. After all, he was the one who proposed the discussion;
And if it ends in a tie, everyone will look good.
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I'm afraid that some monks will be carried away by the fourth-level spiritual objects and lose their sense of proportion during the discussion, which will be bad if there are casualties.
While Gu Changhuan was thinking about it, the four families had already started organizing the competition.
And took out the lottery prize.
Haoran Sect Su Shaoxun took out a fourth-level low-grade healing elixir;
Shaoyang sect Xiuming took out a piece of fourth-level material;
Yan Qingyun of the Yan family took out a fourth-level animal bone;
Wu Qiugu Ouyang took out a piece of fourth-level animal skin.
Because there were fourth-level spiritual objects as prizes, there were many monks who wanted to participate in the competition. Gu Changhuan watched coldly, even the family monks, there were many who came forward.
However, the people around him were still sitting firmly on the futon, and they obviously had no intention of competing on stage.
Even the most lively Peng Liantian didn't move.
Seeing that Gu Changhuan had no intention of participating, Yun Luoyao couldn't help but asked curiously:
Don’t you, Daoyou Gu, plan to go on stage and give it a try?
Gu Changhuan stretched out his chopsticks and paused slightly. He looked at the monks over there who were competing for the registration, then looked at the exquisite dishes on the table, and replied with a smile:
Today's dish is very good, I don't have any hobbies, I just like spiritual meals;
If you want me to put down my chopsticks and fight for some fourth-level spiritual object, it would really be more than worth the gain for me.
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Fellow Daoist Yun, you have also seen the roles of the monks who are preparing for the competition. They are either those who fight to the death or those who we cannot afford to offend.
Although our family monks are not as good as those above, we are still better than those below. Fighting for a few fourth-level spiritual objects with human lives is not a good choice.
What's more, the tree is big and attracts the wind.
Gu Changhuan picked up a piece of snack with a smile.
After hearing what Gu Changhuan said, Yun Luoyao nodded in agreement.
Indeed, there is no need to risk their lives for a few fourth-level spiritual objects and people, not to mention, the things the four families have come up with are not worth their efforts.
However, to Gu Changhuan and others, these items may be worthless, tasteless and disgusting to throw away.
But for many monks who are casual cultivators, this is a huge sum of money that is enough to make them fight for it.
For the monks of the four families, these spiritual objects are just an add-on. The most important thing is to become famous.
If he can defeat many geniuses and win the first place, he will be able to become famous in the Eastern Wasteland. At that time, not only the elders in the sect, but even the ancestors of Nascent Soul may treat him differently.
In that case, all they can get is more than three melons and two dates.
However, having three monks in a family is still not a lot.
The leading monks from the four families will definitely participate. As for the other two places, these monks need to compete for themselves.
No matter how various families and others compete for the eighteen spots in total, Gu Changhuan and others just watch the show.
After more than a quarter of an hour of bickering, the four companies finally finalized the candidates.
Senior Brother Qian of the Shaoyang Sect took out the formation and lots that he had prepared long ago, and was about to start drawing lots.
At the same time, in the building opposite the Star Reaching Tower, Jindan monks from four families gathered together and were drinking tea.
"These guys are really careless."
The Yan family's Jindan monk snorted and said.
Master Jin Dan of the Shaoyang Sect touched his nose, smiled awkwardly, and said:
"It doesn't hurt to give it a try. Disciples always know the importance and will not accidentally hurt those casual cultivators participating in Fenglin's meeting."
He said this in his mouth, but he was complaining in his heart:
Really, that boy named Qian is not his disciple, why should he explain to that boy here to make up for his smile?
What a bad luck.
At this time, Qi Zhi also said:
“After all, we are all young people, so it’s understandable.
The demon clan has become much more honest recently. They have nowhere to release their energy, and they happen to encounter so many opponents with similar cultivation levels. It is inevitable that they will feel itchy.
As long as no one is killed, if this matter spreads in the future, it will be a good story."
Of course, this is good news for the winners, but not necessarily for the losers.
"Speaking of the demon clan..."
Master Bai Yan of the Yan family took over the conversation.
"The demon clan has been too honest recently, and it doesn't look like the Purple Man Demon King's style."
According to news from other battlefields, not only are there fewer fourth-level monsters on the front lines recently, but there are also one-third fewer low-level monsters than before. Therefore, the number of injured and killed monks has dropped a lot;
This is certainly a good thing, but in the long run, it doesn't look like a good thing.
"The spies said that the Purple Man Demon King has suffered frequent defeats and plans to gather its forces to focus on one area." Jin Dan of the Shaoyang Sect said.
Qi Zhi frowned, the news he had received was probably the same.
At this time, the only female nun present:
“Although each fortress is defended by level 5 formations, if the demon clan specializes in one place, I am afraid it will still have to pay some price to defend the city;
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Does the Purple Man Demon King really intend to do this?"