Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

After a month of picking dragons and choosing phoenixes, Feng Qingxiu finally managed to make it to the end of the day.

Because this time he made the divine stone by himself, and he couldn't use the spirit stone as the energy source, so he relied on his own real energy to activate it. After one month, he had to check and control it, and those who failed the selection had extremely painful gazes. The pressure came, it felt like my body was being hollowed out.

However, there seem to be more people this year than in previous years.

A month later, there were still tens of thousands of school-age teenagers wandering outside Feilai Peak pleading.

Proportionally speaking, among them at least dozens of teenagers should enter Kun-Lai to seek enlightenment.

Feng Qingxiu wanted to continue for a few more days, but was stopped by the paper figurine master.

"You must leave some soup for the small sects in Xizhou." The paper figurine flew over to touch the apprentice's forehead, injecting some real energy, "Kunlai robbed everything, and they will cause trouble again."

"But this seems a bit cruel?" Feng Qingxiu felt that her spiritual platform was cleared after being injected with a little real energy from Master, and all her fatigue and depression seemed to go away with it.

It's not that his sympathy radius is too large, but that he has experienced the pain of almost losing the opportunity and knows what kind of sadness it is.

The nobles are fine, at least they can go to other small fairy sects to try, but the common people are impossible, the road is long, the bandits are rampant, the beasts are infested, the money is not enough, the family has parents... any of the above can block their promotion. way.

There is no better way than the Kun-Lai election. After it has passed, not to mention the subsidies that Kun-Lai itself will issue to them, the countries where they are located will also do their best to favor the family, so that they will have no worries.

"Xiaoqing, luck is also a kind of strength. It cannot grow alone, and it cannot last long alone," the paper figurine floated in front of him and explained to him, "If some people are not left behind to let people know that Kunlai is not a good place, within a hundred years, The people of all countries will think that what I, Kunlai, is doing is justified."

It's not that he doesn't know about the Legacy of the Orb and what it means to them, but so what?

Once the buyer's market and seller's market are reversed, there will be far more troubles than this.

People's greed is hard to fill. Before Kunlai was able to afford more cultivation resources, he would not open this hole casually.

"It's my apprentice who thinks too much." Feng Qingxiu thought for a while, and understood the reason, "Actually, can I open a court in various countries to share the pressure of Kunlai?"

All primary elections are held in Kun-Lai, and if they are divided into streams, the selection range will be wider.

"Don't even think about it." The paper figurine smiled faintly, "The kings of various countries would not sit idly by such fat meat. Zhongzhou did this, but from then on, the powerful children who entered the immortals were like mountains and seas, and their tails were too big to lose. Send people out to choose."

Speaking of this, the paper figurine also gave the apprentice a tutoring session at the four major academies in Central Continent, and they all had places to recommend directly to the Shanmen.

"I heard about their names when I was more than ten years old. Tuition fees are free for those with double spiritual roots and above. Miscellaneous spiritual roots need 120 spiritual stones a year to study. I have statistics in Kunlai Xianshan. The appearance of miscellaneous spiritual roots The rate is one in 12 nine people, and the appearance rate of double spiritual roots is one in [-]." The paper figurine thought of the hard work when he was studying in the past, "and they had to bribe the manager to recruit people, which even cut off ordinary disciples. way of life."

He was stabbed in the back more than once by his companions for the meat of fierce beasts; in order to save a spirit stone, he had to copy two thousand talismans; it took more than a year to buy a low-level book, even because he was reluctant to buy it. The cultivation of spiritual food has regressed because of this; I want to go to the mountain gate, but I heard that I was rejected because I have no money to bribe...

This should be the original intention of his selection of the Heart Stone. Machine selection is far more fair than human selection. Although the disciples selected by Xizhou's general election regard the outer sect elimination exam as hell, if they have really experienced the suffering of ordinary low-level monks in Central Continent, I'm afraid I'm going to cry and go back to hell.

So he never felt indebted to anyone, and he never owed anyone in the first place.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and was a little puzzled, who did he owe these 1000 years?

This is not his own style. He has always paid back immediately when he owes money to anyone, and he can't stand being in debt the most.

"Master?" Seeing the paper figurine in a daze, Feng Qingxiu asked.

"It's okay, you can rest quickly, there are still several countries." The paper man waved his hand.

"Okay." Feng Qingxiu smiled slightly, and opened the front of her chest.

The paper man pasted it skillfully. After all, it is now a ray of spiritual thought, and Xiaoqing can use the true energy that Xiaoqing inherited from him to restore the power of the thought, without going back to the main body to replenish it.

In other words, it would be great if the main body could be charged wirelessly at intervals of tens of thousands of miles... research it when you have time.

Feng Qingxiu straightened the front of her clothes, pressed it through the paper figurine, and went to meditate on the bed to recover. By the way, she slapped her own shadow that wanted to touch the coiled paper figurine back to the ground, and gave the shadow a cold look. .

And the invisible sword energy from the fingertips flew out to comfort the shadow.

The paper figurine master is a little confused, Xiaoqing seems to be less and less respectful towards the paper figurine...instead, it looks more like the attitude of a programmer who was obsessed with Japanese comics in his previous life towards the figure of the goddess.

Is it an illusion?

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The interior of Feilai Peak is naturally peaceful and stable, but the exterior is completely different.

The people who lost the election cried out in all kinds of grief and anger, and the inside rumors before were spread in a precise manner, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

People are sometimes more willing to believe rumors that are good for them than the truth that is not good for them.

They didn't dare to offend Kunlai, so they poured their anger on the princes and nobles.

Here I will talk about the situation of the nations under Kunlai.

Apart from picking dragons and choosing phoenixes, Kunlai never intervenes in the affairs of the mortal kingdoms, so the authority of the countries is also very high, and because there are Kunlai children in every town and village, although it is inevitable that there are fish and meat villagers, they dare not go too far , so I already knew Kun-Lai's bottom line for the various countries - even if the various countries fought in a melee, as long as they didn't randomly massacre the city or something, they would not care about it.

Faced with this kind of thing, I have experienced it for a long time, and while reassuring me that there will be preferential treatment - I will not pay food this year (anyway, the weather has been good for many years, and the granary is already full), while suppressing - the wolf-like heavy armored sergeant whipped over A group, they ran away crying.

It just doesn't seem right this year.

The few who were whipped were almost beaten, and some even committed suicide in front of the sergeant in rage.

They killed people!

This stabbed a hornet's nest, and people rushed forward angrily. The sergeants were hard to beat with four hands, and became everyone's venting barrel. In order to defend themselves, the sergeants had no time to pay attention to the request of their superiors who only used whips, but they were secretly attacked. The people who came stabbed a few to death.

The conflict escalated instantly.

Under the igniting of the flames, it soon spread throughout the city, and sergeant commanders were assassinated everywhere. With no leader among the dragons, it almost became a huge civil uprising.

Some villains even took the opportunity to smash and make trouble, and set fire to revenge. For a while, fireworks were everywhere in the city, and thick smoke billowed.

"These people were killed premeditated."

This movement naturally alarmed the Kunlai disciples stationed in the capital, but the other party was well prepared and only found a few small fish.

The opponent didn't use the monks, so he couldn't use the remaining true energy to distinguish the opponent's actions.

But the chaos must be subsided first.

Peak Master Feilai immediately cast the spell of summoning rain, but the spell of summoning rain depends on the accumulation of moisture in the surrounding area. Recently, the autumn is high and the air is fresh, so there is inevitably insufficient moisture.

The rain is not very heavy.

Ji Yunlai looked upset, and raised his paper hand to mix a little bit into the other party's divine thoughts.

His Dao of True Talisman was close to Daozhen, and he was Tian Jie's favorite object. After joining, the sky changed almost instantly.

Rumble!

The sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, golden snakes danced wildly, and within a moment, heavy rain poured down.

The momentum was so great that the peak owner himself was startled.

Under the torrential rain that could not be seen, those who wanted to make trouble shrank back, looking for shelter from the rain to keep warm.

Suffering from a serious illness is no joke, even if some medicine residues passed down from Kun-Lai can cure most diseases, the price is not affordable for ordinary people.

And for those who still want to make trouble at this time, it's clear at a glance whether they are nails or not.

A hundred or ten of them were easily found, and they were arrested one after another.

They also quickly spit out the truth in front of the professionals sent by the Great Xiao Kingdom to inquire.

They are all from the Legion Society.

And it was to draw attention to doing such evil things.

So what exactly are they trying to do?

This is what everyone wants to ask the most.

But there is no need to ask, because at this moment, they heard the sound of rumbling water.

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"The underground waterway in the capital of the Great Xiao Kingdom has been dug through by us and the Wuling Sea." Behind the bead curtain, the person playing the piano said in a faint voice, "Water has been stored on that side for a long time, and there are double walls blocking the inner and outer walls of the city. If the valves of the waterway are removed during the rainstorm, the water gap can be added, and the sea of ​​fog will flood the capital."

"This is not something you mortals can do." A voice from outside the curtain said flatly.

"That's right, there must be someone to help," the person playing the piano said calmly, "They call themselves people from Central Continent, and the person who can open the Raft Gate of Wanjun is also the Great Xiao Guoshi you sent."

"Is it also in your plan to attract heavy rain?" the person outside the curtain asked.

"It's a common thing for Kunlai Shangxian to call for wind and rain, so I have to count it in." The person behind the curtain said calmly. "Although it's a mortal plan, I don't know if you can wait for Kunlai to be immortal and see my faith?"

"Your belief is firm, and you can do this as a mortal." The voice of the person outside the curtain was also very indifferent, "It really impressed me."

"It's my honor, I don't know the name of the immortal?" the person playing the piano asked casually.

Outside the curtain said: "Ji Yunlai."

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.