When the main character is cheated by a butterfly

The eight monks got Xiong Laosi's words and sat around the campfire, as if they finally breathed a sigh of relief.Of course, they didn't dare to relax their vigilance all at once, but they were exhausted in the end, and they couldn't raise their strength at all.

"What's the matter with you guys?" Xiong Laosi was a little surprised by their embarrassed appearance, "Has the Yunxiao Competition already started?"

"That's right, the first and second rounds have already been competed during the day." The thin monk thought that Xiong Laosi was a member of the Yunxiao Grand Competition, so he said helplessly, "If you go there at this time, fellow daoist, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch up with the competition. "

"No, I won't participate." Xiong Laosi said, "Then you guys are from a competition?"

"Yeah..." The thin monk who spoke paused for a moment, as if he was considering his words, "This year's rules have been changed, I accidentally left the field and couldn't find my way back, so I fell into this situation .”

In the end the rules are impossible to say clearly.The remaining eight monks are all casual cultivators, and they are good at this kind of vague dialogue.

"That's it." Xiong Laosi was listening, while heating up the new food. In order to convince them that he hadn't tampered with it, he tore a piece and tasted it himself, and then handed it to the monks.After a round, those monks got enough food and clothing, and they all felt a burst of warmth in their bodies.

At this time, they realized that something was wrong, because the food was taken in, and the corresponding aura was also replenished!

This is spiritual food.

One of the eight monks had a scar on his face. It was a very fresh wound. He was obviously attacked on the field. With the contrast of the bloody streak, his face looked very ferocious and frightening. After the spiritual energy in his body flowed, he said in surprise, "Fellow Daoist, what you gave was spiritual food?"

It can replenish spiritual energy, and can replenish so much spiritual energy, the meat they just ate is undoubtedly spiritual food!

"Yes." Xiong Laosi said, "Cultivators don't eat spiritual food, do they eat mortal food?"

"My God..." Someone among the eight murmured again, "This is spiritual food?"

Most of the casual cultivators are people who are short of resources. They shuttle between various small secret realms on weekdays, and when they get some resources, they immediately sell them for auction in order to get more resources.It is no wonder that so many monks want to enter a sect, it is too difficult to work alone, sometimes buy a better spirit treasure, or replenish talismans to supplement other consumables, and unknowingly spend the spirit stones just obtained up.

Although the remaining eight people did not belong to the school due to various defects and various reasons, they still have their own strengths if they can stand out from the thousand people and stay until the end.It can even be said that if they have enough resources, it may not be impossible to build the foundation.

Since resources are scarce, it is impossible to have spare funds to buy spiritual food.Although Liukelou can use ordinary people's coins to buy spiritual food, the target of that measure is actually the children of wealthy families who have just entered the path of cultivating immortality.Although casual cultivators may go to Liuke Building to reward themselves, not all casual cultivators are willing to spend spirit stones to buy spiritual food.

"This... is too precious." The casual cultivator with blood on his face sighed.Immediately, some panic appeared on his face, "What is the price of this spiritual food?"

Immediately, someone showed a disapproving expression, secretly thinking that the guy with the blood on his face is out of his mind, this person doesn't mind anymore, and he went back to investigate the value of the spiritual food?What if they get ripped off?You must know that they had exhausted their spiritual power in the battle of thousands of people before, and most of them hadn't recovered yet.Now the eight people agree to find a safe place to make plans, anyway, they still have a disguise formation on them.

"The price, it's nothing." Xiong Laosi said, "I, Xiong Laosi, haven't reached the time to care about such a small thing."

Anyway, if there is a monk who wants to help, he will help him.

The eight people slowed down for a while, and chatted with Xiong Laosi for a while.

The thin monk muttered for a while, as if he had made up his mind, "Dare to ask your friend's name and surname which sect or sect he is from, or is he a loose cultivator? I hope to repay the favor in the future."

As long as they can stand the red spirit jade and make it into a mysterious-level exercise, it means that each of them has the opportunity to practice the mysterious-level exercise. If they record this mysterious-level exercise at this time , if you sell it at an auction... that means you have obtained the resource.I just don't know if Zhenjun Shu had buried a pit in such a place that day.

"Me? In Xinghua Town, there is a Liukelou, do you know?"

Several people have heard of it.

"That's my restaurant." Xiong Laosi said, "But, it's right that the owner of Liukelou is not me."

All of them showed shock on their faces, they didn't expect this to happen at all!At this moment, the thoughtful person opened his mouth secretly, "Who is the owner of this Liuke Building?"

"My benefactor." Xiong Laosi answered simply, and put the roasted meat into his mouth to try it.

Well, the taste is okay.

"Who is that friend and benefactor—?"

"My benefactor." Xiong Laosi smiled, grinning so hard that his teeth came out, "He is a very powerful person! Without him, Liukelou would not be where it is today!"

"Who?"

The rest of the people also became interested.

"I remember that his Dao name seems to be Tianshu. It's terrible, now the benefactor is Yuanying Zhenjun!"

A Yuanying Zhenjun with the Taoist name Tianshu...

Tianshu...True Monarch...

The faces of the eight people turned black, as if they had fallen into hell again.

"Hey? What's going on? One or two fainted??"

Before Xiong Laosi figured out what happened, he heard a long cry in the air.

"Big-black-bear-!"

Inside Fenyang, there was chaos.

It's not right to say it's chaos, how should I put it, it's just the news of several explosions coming together, causing waves and waves.After so many years of holding the Yunxiao Competition, Fen'an City fell into chaos that could not be dealt with for the first time, the price of wound medicine soared, speculators were running around, and some monks went around to inquire about other monks' competitions.

And some casinos that can't be controlled have also opened.In the past, such bets and bets only started to appear in the later stage when there were few people. The eliminated monks came together, trying to use their own "vision" to save some resources for themselves.

And this early qualifying game was clearly written in ink, but no matter how you look at it, there is a bloody smell spreading.

The title of the bet is "How many people will be left in the first game of the second day."

The numbers listed above are various, and the monks will report their own estimates and then bet. After obtaining the proof jade talisman, if the estimate is right, they can rely on the jade talisman to come back to claim the spoils.Of course, in order to prevent people from cheating and cheating with such a broad number as less than [-], the rules of the game are that those who bet on "greater than" or "less than" can only be judged from the number of people given by the dealer.

For example, in this game, the number given by the dealer is ten, and then you can judge whether the final number is greater than ten or less than ten.And other monks can only report an accurate number.

The odds are naturally higher for the latter.

The several teahouses in the city were full, full of monks looking for information and selling information, the teahouse owners cheerfully raised the price, earning him a lot of money.The man in black robe only looked at the door, then turned.

He was like a shadow. Normally speaking, such a dress should be very eye-catching, but for some reason, those monks always ignored him unknowingly.Even those who noticed him felt that there was something rushing past in front of them, which was fleeting and could not be caught.

The black-robed man wandered around Fenyang City several times, and he had an estimate of the general situation, as well as a general goal.

He came to the gate of the city, where there were scattered people who were about to leave, but the city gate was not opened at night, so they could not leave immediately, so they could only wait here until morning.The man randomly picked an inn near the city gate, went in and wandered around.

There was a low sobbing sound from one room.

Inside the room, a woman was sitting collapsed, and her face was already covered with scabbed wounds, which were cut horizontally and deeply, completely ruining her pretty good looks.This is not something that makes her sad, the place where her right hand was originally is already empty.

She is today's contestant, but she did not expect the rules to become so cruel, and because of her lack of strength and lack of awareness, she was injured into such a miserable appearance.Her strength is not good enough, and no sect has taken a fancy to her, so all her injuries have to be healed by herself.

But as a casual cultivator, how could she get so many spirit stones!Buying a second-grade elixir would cost her all her net worth!

If it wasn't for her lack of money, why would she participate in the Yunxiao Competition!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the woman immediately withdrew her emotions and stared at the door vigilantly.Unexpectedly, the man opened the door on his own, and then closed it.

"who are you!"

The woman immediately provoked and said angrily.Although she is very miserable now, she is not someone who can be fished at will.The man opposite him was covered in a black robe, and his figure should be that of a man, but his whole body was completely covered, and he couldn't see any more details. It was almost suspicious written all over his body.

"Are you today's contestant?"

The man's voice was hoarse and dark, as if he was grinding a millstone on an iron felt, and it made people frown.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" the female cultivator gritted her teeth.

"That's suitable." The man seemed to be relieved, "You must know that this year's rules were revised by Zhenjun Tianshu, right?"

"Of course I know." The hatred in the woman's eyes was instantly aroused, "If it wasn't for him, even if I lost, I wouldn't end up in such a miserable situation!"

"But can you guarantee that when a mysterious-level exercise is born, you will be able to fight for it safely, or will you be safe and sound during the fight?" The man's tone was full of hatred.

"This..." The woman seemed to be aware of this truth, but her eyes were still full of hatred, "But I am in such a miserable state now, doesn't Tianshu have any responsibility at all!"

"Hey..." The man sighed, "What if I said, Tianshu is going to cure you?"

"What...healed?" The woman was stunned.

"This time the Yunxiao Grand Competition invites Zhenjun, Zhenjun attaches great importance to it. Not only did he modify the rules with his excellent formation skills, he also prepared dozens of mysterious exercises to distribute to the monks in the Eastern Region. But this exercise You can’t have one for everyone, so Zhenjun gave the opportunity, I hope you can grasp it yourself.”

"But...then..."

Before the woman could sort out her rebuttal, the man took advantage of the victory to pursue, "Zhenjun didn't expect such a tragic fight, and now he sent me here to pick up some people whose future should not be cut off, and treat them."

"The future... shouldn't be cut off?"

"Yes." The man said, "Some people's talents cannot be seen for a while. Zhenjun sent me to visit Fenyang City to find some people who should be saved."

"Really...Really?" The woman's face immediately lit up, and she followed the rhythm of the man opposite her step by step. "Me? Should I be saved?"

"Yes." The man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "But Zhenjun would not have thought that your fight would be so fierce and hurt you so badly. I only have time to prepare some second-grade pills to heal your pain." There is no problem with the stump and appearance."

"Really?!" The woman was so excited that she was about to cry. "Do I still have a chance to recover?!"

It was obvious that she herself was already in despair.

"some."

"Thank you! Thank you fellow daoist! The kindness and virtue of fellow daoist are unforgettable!!"

"No, you shouldn't thank me." The man finally said what he wanted to say most, "You should thank Zhenjun Tianshu."

"Look, after the revision of the rules, is it true that the sect accepts more casual cultivators, and whether it can stimulate your potential more, and the mysterious-level exercises do exist, but it's a pity that among thousands of people, there is no Only eight people took it."

"Yeah...yes..." the woman murmured, following the train of thought given by the man across from her, she deduced it step by step, and the result was astonishing—Tianshu Zhenjun thought of them so much, but she cursed and hated Tianshu just now Zhenjun? ! "I... I, I..."

The woman was obviously panicked and didn't know what to do, "I... I blamed Zhenjun Tianshu wrongly!"

"No matter what, Zhenjun Tianshu is also a casual cultivator. Can he not know the suffering and difficulties of casual cultivating?" The man said, "Don't worry, Zhenjun is generous and will not care about your little misunderstanding. The elixir is given to you, so you can keep it. If you don’t trust me, you can find someone to test it..."

"No." The woman's eyes were firm, "I believe in Zhenjun, I believe in you."

Anyway, it can't be more miserable, can it?

Qiu Boyu watched with satisfaction as the woman applied medicine to his face, and then, with his help, he reattached the severed limb.

After doing this, he asked the woman to rest and wait for the elixir to take effect. Qiu Boyu turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the woman, "Excuse me, how can I repay this great kindness."

"Zhenjun does not expect to repay his kindness." Qiu Boyu said, "However, I think that the Eastern Territory's smearing of Zhenjun is a bit too much."

The woman just enjoyed the favor, and was led by Qiu Boyu all the way, nodded for a while, and said angrily, "Yes, Tianshu Zhenjun has been discredited too much!"

Seeing how he has arranged so many arrangements for this Yunxiao Competition, how could he be the kind of person in the legend who likes to see others suffer?

Qiu Boyu closed the door, heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to look for the next target.

Medicine is definitely fine.

But the way of administering the drug should be carefully considered.

Those who are in a desperate situation are already chaotic and prone to collapse.As long as a straw is thrown in the past, they will scramble to rush forward.And this extreme situation is also the most convenient period to guide ideas.

Qiu Boyu didn't just want them not to speak ill of Zhenjun.

He wanted those people to sincerely worship and respect the True Monarch.

It's not good for teahouses, it's not good for gambling games, those people still have some hope, and they will make false promises for the sake of profit.Only those who have fallen into complete despair are the most suitable candidates. It is not a loss to give this elixir.

After all, after being favored, can they not maintain the reputation of Zhenjun Tianshu in the days to come?

Another point is "special people".

He just mentioned the definition of "special" in his words, and most of the people in the cultivation world have a sense of confidence in themselves, firmly believing that they are the most special existence.He deliberately mentioned that he let the "Tianshu" affirm their "specialness", and subconsciously satisfied them would also subconsciously choose to stand on the side of the true king and defend his choice - after all, this is also to maintain what he identified as "Special" self.

While walking, Qiu Boyu stopped again.

These... how did he know?