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Then came the second day, the third day, and the fourth day... Taoist Master Lingzhen and others bought almost half of the room from the market, and the news that Qingchuan Temple has a large number of high-level talisman seals still hasn't spread .

And just when Lingzhen Daoist and others doubted their lives, the Xuanmen Conference was also continuing. After the chaos, there were three consecutive days of intra-religion exchange meetings. Teaching, and the fifth day is the real teaching competition, but only among the younger generation. Under the guidance of Lingsongzi and Zhao Ye, Sun Cong won No.5 in this competition good grades.

Then the conference smoothly entered the second stage, the exchange meeting of various sects. In this stage, all sects will participate.

There are many folk sects in China. For example, Taoism is divided into Maoshan School, Yaowangfa, Yinshan School, etc. Buddhism is divided into Southern Buddhism, Han Buddhism and Tibetan Buddhism... In addition, there are Shamanism and Wuguiism among ethnic minorities. ...

Also because the scriptures and meanings studied by different sects are different, this exchange meeting is not mainly about meeting and discussion, but about practice, in short, fighting.

Of course, it is not a fight in the true sense, but a competition on the same stage.

——After all, Huaguo is only so big, and there are only so many believers. While the major orthodox sects are fighting against each other externally, who doesn't regard other sects as competitors internally!

In particular, Buddhism and Taoism, as the two largest religions in Huaguo, are old rivals.

It's just that Taoism overwhelms Buddhism every year in the past, because the content of the competition is to deal with some supernatural events, and Taoists are obviously more experienced than monks in this regard.

The major sects will send five of their most outstanding disciples to participate in the competition, and the organizer will organize the entrustments received recently into a book and distribute them to the contestants to solve.

The judging panel is composed of respected elders from various sects. They will score the contestants according to their specific performance during the competition. The one with the highest score will be No.1 in this exchange competition.

But the protagonists of this exchange match are not only the contestants from the various sects, but also the representatives of the aristocratic families watching the match below.

After all, such a competition is the best time for them to select future offerings.

It was precisely because of the participation of these wealthy families that the whole game was instantly filled with two more points of war.

Before the start of the game, there is a mobilization meeting as usual.

Because Sun Cong achieved a good result of No.5 in the previous internal teaching competition, he was also one of the contestants in this exchange competition, so Daoist Lingzhen and others also came to the scene to cheer him on.

After seeing clearly the appearance of the dozen or so judges sitting on the jury table, everyone was stunned.

Some of them are gray-haired, some say a word and cough three words, some look young but sit in a wheelchair, and some are even two inches small, probably not yet in kindergarten...

This year's judges... are a bit wild!

But looking at the nameplates they put on display, the person who says a few words and coughs is Wude Daoist, the one sitting in a wheelchair is Daoning Layman, and the two-inch Ding is Jili Living Buddha...

Just from the word Living Buddha at the end, it can be seen how high the status of these judges is in the monk world.

Everyone present gasped in unison.

This year's organizer... is a bit wild!

Even these seniors who haven't been born for a long time can be invited.

Everyone was very excited, and then sat up straight in an instant, trying hard to make a good impression in front of these seniors.

It's just that for some reason, Daoist Lingzhen felt a bad feeling in his heart.

He subconsciously looked at the neighbor seat: "Hey, where's the Patriarch?"

But they didn't know that the host they were talking about, the owner of Huixian Temple was excited, but at the same time he was also confused.

In fact, these seniors were not invited by them, but came to them by themselves.

This is more than a pie in the sky, it is already gold in the sky, and it is the kind that starts with a ton.

Although he couldn't figure it out in every way, he only knew one thing, that is, he must serve these seniors well.

Then I heard Master Wude sigh with emotion: "The Temple of the Immortals, the Temple of the Immortals, is indeed worthy of the name!"

Layman Daoning also said, "Yes, yes!"

The Living Buddha Ji Li put his palms together and recited in a low voice: "Amitabha!"

The master of Huixian temple quickly spoke up and said: "It's a pity that the former patriarch's place of Huixian has been destroyed in the fire of war, and many precious materials have been lost, so that it is still impossible to rebuild, otherwise you can ask the seniors I went to visit one or two..."

But he didn't want everyone to ignore him at all, but looked at a certain place in unison.

Then I saw someone sneaking out his paws to touch the hand of the young man sitting beside him.

Even after finding that the other party was not struggling, he had to touch the other party's waist.

Everyone: "..."

Kaka!

It is the sound of an idol image being shattered.

Master Wude's lips twitched, his face flushed red.

Layman Daoning directly turned his head to look at the master of Huixian temple. He vaguely remembered that the master of Huixian temple said the words 'relic' and 'reconstruction' just now, so he said: "Good thing!"

The Living Buddha Jili bowed his head and recited the Buddha's name again.

The master of Huixian Temple who was talking about it: "..."

His eyes were full of tears, what did I do wrong, your old man wants to say that to me.

As soon as the mobilization meeting was over, the game went straight to the point.

Under the leadership of the staff, more than a hundred contestants drew lots one by one, and then rushed to the home of the victim who was drawn.

There will be nothing else for Zhao Ye and others, so he chooses to continue harassing Shen Huaichuan.

Until Mr. Shen suddenly turned his head: "I heard that there are many rising stars participating in this exchange competition... Well, why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Huaichuan: "..."

Fortunately, the moment Mr. Shen turned his head, Zhao Ye had already retracted his hand.

Shen Huaichuan covered his mouth uncomfortably and coughed lightly, and said dryly: "It's okay, maybe it's a little stuffy here."

Mr. Shen looked around and asked doubtfully, "Is there any?"

Then his eyes fell on Zhao Ye, and he was stunned again, because he had met Zhao Ye several times in the past few days.

This is a bit of a coincidence.

"Ah."

Shen Huaichuan was worried that Mr. Shen would continue to ask questions, so he quickly picked up his mobile phone and pretended to have received important information.

Seeing this, Mr. Shen turned his head as expected.

Shen Huaichuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao Ye's waist, but it was all muscles...it couldn't be pinched at all.

Shen Huaichuan: "..."

Shen Huaichuan could only touch it a few times angrily, at least he wanted to eat the tofu back.

Zhao Ye chuckled silently, and did not bother Shen Huaichuan again.

After all, this kind of thing is fun, and crossing the line is greasy.

Shen Huaichuan was finally able to gather his energy to watch the game.

By the fourth day, hundreds of contestants had basically done two rounds of tasks.

That night, the results came out.

Because Sun Cong solved the two rounds of tasks perfectly, he ranked eighth with 91 points.

Under the red list, Sun Cong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because according to the rules of the competition, the top eight in the preliminary round can enter the final.

Then he was a little disappointed. He thought that with his performance, he would definitely enter the top three, but he almost lost his name.

It seems that Taoism is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and he still has to learn.

Thinking of this, Sun Cong clenched his fists involuntarily.

Zhao Gaocheng on the side couldn't help but frowned, not because of his bad grades, in fact, his grades were much better than Sun Cong's, ranking fourth with a score of 93.6.

Qu Jingzong from Jingcheng Fangquguan ranks first with a score of 94.3, but closely behind him are Su Hui and Chang Yuan from Buddhism, who rank 0.1 and 0.3 points lower than Qu Jingzong respectively. Second, No.3.

The scores are so close, which means that these two people have the possibility of surpassing Qu Jingzong at any time.

Then not only Zhao Gaocheng, but also other Taoist players present also reacted.

Does this mean that the house is about to be stolen?

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the Buddhist contestants aside, especially Su Hui and Chang Yuan.

Noticing their gaze, the two immediately turned their heads and clasped their hands together: "Amitabha, everyone, see you tomorrow."

Zhao Gaocheng and others immediately replied politely: "See you tomorrow."

It's just that when the four eyes are facing each other, there are thunder and lightning, and the flames are flying.

Early the next morning, they received a text message from the organizer, instructing them to gather in the square, and then take a car to a remote mountain village next door to Mo City to complete the final mission.

It was noon when we got there.

As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of the village, the village chief came up with a large group of people. He said with a frowning face, "But I waited for you. If you don't come again, we don't know what to do."

Everyone quickly got out of the car.

From the mouth of the village chief, they knew their mission.

This village is called Xiashan Village. There are more than 30 families and more than 100 people. They had been living a peaceful and peaceful life until half a month ago when something happened in the village. It was full of red rashes. At first, their family members thought he was allergic, so they didn’t take it too seriously. They just sent them to the village clinic for two injections. As a result, within two days, the red rash on the old man’s body suddenly turned into Canker sores.

Then the disease suddenly broke out in the village, and more than 50 people have been infected so far.

He was sent to the hospital, but the hospital couldn't find out why.

And the old man who got sick at the beginning is now hanging on the bed with only one breath left.

If they came one day later, the old man would probably be gone.

So their mission this time is to help the villagers of Xiashan Village cure this disease.

Hearing this, Sun Cong frowned calmly.

Then he looked around.

Although the Xiashan Village in front of them is located in the deep mountains, half of the families have built small houses, and the other half seem to be preparing to build, because they saw a lot of foundations that have been laid.

But looking around, there are almost no farms and orchards around the small mountain village, and there are even few farmlands.

No, to be precise, it is not that there is no farmland, but that most of the original farmland has been abandoned and overgrown with weeds.

Looking at the village chief and others, according to what he said, there are a total of about 50 people in the village, more than 50 people are sick, and now there are at least [-] people who have come out to greet them.

You must know that there is still more than a month before the Chinese New Year. If they don't farm, don't they go out to work?

How did the money for that house come from?

Furthermore, when something like this happens, the first thought of normal people should be to move out of the village and stay away from the sick people, but these people still stay in the village.

Almost at the same time, a thought flashed through everyone's minds.

This village is weird!

The author has something to say: Zhao Ye: Feng Critic Killed.jpg!

Reader: So why when you harassed Chuanchuan, you forgot to set up a formation to prevent other people from peeping?

Zhao Ye: Don't ask, asking is just getting carried away! (Actually, it’s because my mother doesn’t know how to write emotional dramas, but she has to forcibly feed readers candies!)