Waste wood knows everything

The communication between Siran and Xiao Yuanzhu was carried out in consciousness, so in the eyes of outsiders, after he said the phrase "Is this enough?", he just paused quietly for a moment and did not take any further actions.

Seeing this, the green-haired monk raised a mocking smile, but the next second he was shocked by the sudden appearance of large red characters in mid-air.

In the sky above the secret realm, the small round beads were replaced with bright red fonts inlaid with gold rims that had never appeared before, which looked eye-catching and heroic.

After all, in this secret realm, the most symbolic of wealth and luck is gold.

Not only the secret realm midair, but also the secret realm tokens assigned to each monk were masterpieces of golden light. Everyone present subconsciously took out the tokens and saw that the tokens and the midair were lines of extremely informative text.

Especially the four big characters "Battle of the Secret Realm", overflowing with aura, rushed straight into everyone's eyes.

As long as the monks in the secret realm are either looking up at the sky or looking down at the token at this moment, even the green-haired monks stare blankly at the glowing red logo above their enchantment, their eyes full of confusion: "What the hell is this?"

What secret battle?What ten consecutive draws?What points?Is this Wonderland crazy?

The green-haired monk suddenly felt a bad sense of anxiety. He didn't understand what these things were, but his intuition made him a little flustered. It came out? Do you really think that this kind of thing can command people in the entire secret realm?"

Siran listened to the real-time report sent back by Xiao Yuanzhu, with a relaxed expression: "If it is possible, you will know when the time comes."

No one can refuse this kind of large-scale event with super benefits!No!

Sure enough, all areas of the secret realm, especially the powerful disciples who were extremely confident in their own strength, were instantly ebullient!

"Yexuanzong disciples listen to the order!" Ye Mingming activated his young master token, and gathered almost all the Yexuanzong monks who listened to the fairyland, "You have also seen the latest report, no matter which ranking, No.1 It's definitely us! Everyone move forward at full speed and set off for the central area!"

He waved the spear in his hand, bringing out a scorching flame: "After the battle of the secret realm is over, the disciples who entered the top [-] will come to me to register with the secret realm token! When they leave the secret realm, the sect will have a reward!"

"Come on—"

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In the territory of Biqing Palace, Qi Yao looked at the big bright red characters in mid-air, and turned his head slightly: "You can choose the top-grade treasure, if the damage amount can reach the first, then you can get the top-grade Shattering Void Pill to help your father enter the world." step up."

"There's also the reward that increases the probability of drawing treasures from all forces... Tsk, it's so exciting," Qi Lan scratched his hair, "Sister, what are we going to do with this secret battle?"

"Then go," Qi Yao smiled, "Call all the disciples of Biqing Palace."

Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her tone was full of indisputable certainty: "As the leader of the secret realm of Biqing Palace this time, I have to... play some role."

In addition to the large forces that intend to compete for the top position in the rankings, some small and medium-sized sects and casual cultivators are also particularly enthusiastic about this event, especially many casual cultivators with limited strength and hard to earn points. After a free ten consecutive reward, they were all overjoyed and rushed to the central area from all directions.

For them, the ranking rewards are a bit far away, but if they participate, they can get ten consecutive rewards for nothing, not to mention that the notice also writes that a large number of points will be rewarded. The word "a large number" is already very exciting.

In addition, this activity does not consider the killing of spirit beasts, but only the pure damage, the threshold is suddenly much lower.

Various factors have to be taken into account in killing the spirit beast, but the amount of damage—even if a monk who has just established a foundation, it is okay to go up and hack with a weapon.

As a result, most of the monks in the entire secret realm came straight to the central area from all directions because of such a notification, like ants seeing a lump of sugar.

Xiao Yuanzhu saw the lively situation through the water mirror in the Hall of Listening Immortals, and said excitedly: "A lot of people have come! Excluding those who are too far away from the edge of the secret realm, there are almost [-]% to [-]%!"

Siran made a simple calculation based on the data of the amount of damage the enchantment suffered provided by the treasure book, and he finally had a bottom line in his mind.

Seventy to eighty percent of the monks, considering that most major sects will come together, they are the main force of the battle, this number is more than enough.

He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Okay, how is your side? Can you still hold on?"

"No problem! Although I can't beat that weapon spirit, I can run." Seeing the hope of solving the problem, Xiao Yuanzhu's tone became much more relaxed. "I'm running around in circles with it. It's not good for here." Familiar, at least two or three days, absolutely no problem!"

Siran was very pleased: "Very good, you have finally grasped the essence of Gou, keep it up."

He finished communicating with Yuanzhu, and the sense of accomplishment and pride as a planner overflowed his chest little by little, especially when the players were all enthusiastic about the event, he felt great satisfaction.

However, this sense of satisfaction has not been fully savored, and Siran felt a little cold on his side. He turned his head and saw that the five swordsmen were staring at him with eyes full of resentment, and their eyes were full of hatred for the culprit. The accusation and interrogation of the culprit.

Siran: "..."

Wait, he seems to have forgotten something...

It was at this time that he realized that those few things just now were connected in series, from his harsh words to the announcement in the middle of the secret realm, from the green-haired monk's stern questioning to his calm and resentful return, as long as these swords If you practice logical reasoning at the elementary school level, you can understand one thing——

The person who caused the whole secret realm to change drastically was him.

At this moment, Siran's brain was running fast, and he put himself in his place, imagining how he would feel if one day he saw the plan of the dog who drew cards and crashed the game countless times, and a surge of anger rushed over heart.

Then when he realized that he was the planner himself, that anger instantly solidified into a lump of ice, which hit him directly on the forehead.

"That..." Siran tried to save himself, "The truth may be a little bit different from what you imagined..."

Liu Sirui's eyes dimmed: "Is that you?"

Si Ran looked at the sky and the earth but did not look at the sword repairman in front of him: "What is it..."

"Don't change the subject." Xie Rongqing came over and patted his shoulder with a big hand, "Come on, tell me, does this secret realm have anything to do with you?"

Siran suddenly became unhappy: "What do you mean by making it look like this? Isn't it interesting? Isn't it making this secret realm extra vibrant?"

"Vibrant?" Liu Sirui read the four words again, "If you mean everyone's angry roar after ten consecutive white lights, it is indeed very lively."

Siran: "..."

"Interesting?" Xie Rongqing followed Liu Sirui's sentence pattern, "If you mean bathing, changing clothes, washing your hands, burning incense, praying to heaven and earth, and worshiping spirit stones every time you pick out treasures, then it's really interesting."

Siran: "..."

Siran immediately turned his head and hid behind someone behind Yun Mo. Unexpectedly, Yun Mo turned slightly sideways, his expression seemed extremely indescribable, and after a while he asked in a low voice: "Is it really you?"

Siran: "...it's me."

After this confession came out, the five sword cultivators present also looked a little better in Yun Mo, and the remaining four closed their eyes and took a deep breath in sync, for fear that their anger would surge and they would not be able to control their ready-to-move hands.

Liu Sirui said desolately: "Hey——you've made us miserable——"

"Where is the tragedy?" Siran tried to reason, "This rule is common to the entire secret realm, alright, although your luck is a bit unlucky, but the game is innocent, and there are many people who are having fun, okay?"

Everyone: "..."

happy?Is it the kind of happiness that cuts open the heart?

"Besides," Siran put his hips on his hips, throwing the pot wildly, "I opened the back door for you, okay? Remember that earth-shattering tenth company with five golds and five purples? I specially added treasures to you , Do you understand by default?"

Xie Rongqing looked shocked: "Is it really you?"

At the time, they thought that this luck was a bit too good, but no one thought about it too much. Liu Sirui always thought it was the influence of Siran's good luck. Looking at it now, that's right, opening the back door is also a kind of luck.

Siran took a deep breath: "Before this ten consecutive, it was the ten consecutive ones you drew, the one with ten consecutive white lights, and I specially increased the probability for you by ten times, ten times!"

Xie Rongqing: "..."

Was his luck so bad?

"It was that time that made me realize that the probabilities are all false," Siran sighed faintly, "At first I thought that the probabilities were distributed equally among all forces, but in the end, your Sword Sect appeared, and with your own The power of this makes the probability of extracting treasures from other forces extraordinarily high."

Siran spread his hands: "So, for the sake of fairness, I also specially set up a guarantee for you. What are you dissatisfied with this kind of behavior of focusing on opening the back door?"

Everyone: "..."

Siran asked, "Huh? Why didn't you talk?"

In the silence, Liu Sirui took a step forward and took Siran's hand, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your kindness."

Siran: "...heh."

The accidental loss of the identity of the planner finally came to an end without any danger.

The green-haired monk in the barrier couldn't understand which song was being sung. Obviously everyone was speaking in human language, but he was the only one present who was extremely confused.

Soon, he had no time to be confused.

Ye Xuanzong headed by Ye Mingming and Biqing Palace headed by Qi Yao arrived at the central area almost at the same time. They followed the particularly eye-catching sign and found the barrier without any surprise.

These two sects each have nearly [-] monks, most of them are in the foundation building stage, a small part are in the golden core stage, and there are even a few Nascent Soul Daoist.

Ye Mingming raised his hand to pause the team behind him. He floated in the air and glanced around casually, not paying too much attention to Siran and the few sword repairmen on the ground.

"Is this right here?" Ye Mingming waved his hand and took out his spear, aiming at the barrier tentatively and hitting it, the token on his waist brightened for a while, and a number representing the amount of damage slowly appeared on it.

After the event started, Siran asked Xiao Yuanzhu to suspend the release of all points spirit beasts in the whole secret realm, and use all the power of listening fairyland to calculate the damage amount.

"Hahaha, very good, it seems that our two sects are the first to arrive here this time," Ye Mingming squinted at Qi Yao who was opposite, and waved his hand, "Everyone, attack!"

With a single drink, all kinds of spells and martial arts smashed into the barrier like a torrential rain.

Even though the barrier won't be broken for a while, the green-haired monk inside was still shocked by this weird scene, and shouted sharply: "What are you doing!?"

In the team of Biqing Palace, Qi Yao glanced at the green-haired monks in the barrier, clapped his hands slowly, and said softly, "Disciples of Biqing Palace, the battle of the secret realm is here, please do your best. "

Suddenly, on the other side of the enchantment, another storm-like attack hit straight down, and the five-color rays of light representing spells of different attributes were full of sharpness and scorching heat.

The green-haired monk in the barrier shivered as if being attacked by countless spells, gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists! We have no grievances, why do you help this person attack the barrier here! ?”

Ye Mingming was waving a long gun and was fighting vigorously. Hearing this, he said casually, "Grudge? What kind of grudge? I will fight if I want to, and I have to see what you want?"

After all, his spiritual power soared, and he swung a flame nearly several feet high, which suddenly hit the barrier!

At this time, many other sects also arrived. Some people were affected by the flames and changed places cursingly, but their hands kept moving, and their spells hit the barrier one after another, just like hitting the green-haired monk. The heart is the same.

The green-haired friar was going crazy.

No grievances?Hit if you want?

Are these monks out of their minds?Don't break into a good secret realm, come here from a thousand miles to create a barrier that has nothing! ?What are they thinking?

His heart froze, his spiritual power remained in his mouth, and he said loudly: "Fellow daoists! I don't know why you attacked here for no reason. In this way, I am willing to give you a bottle of sixth-order elixir, and please leave!"

There were at least five hundred people present, and the sixth-order pill was the limit he could produce.

The green-haired monk was depressed for a while.

He felt that the monk who established the foundation must have attracted this group of monks with some benefits.

But... This is still too unreasonable. So many people are like crazy, even if the attack hits themselves, they don't fight back, and they choose to continue fighting in another place?

He once again questioned his soul: What are these people thinking! ?

"Sixth-order elixir?" Qi Lang snorted lightly, and he rushed to the front, cutting his sharp dagger across the barrier, "What is this monk doing? Is there something wrong with his brain? Do you want to monopolize this activity? Isn't it beautiful?"

"I don't know, it may be sent by other sects to stir up trouble, but he has entered the barrier, so he must have some ability." Qi Yao waved his swords, bringing up the piercing ice, "Pay attention to occupying the attack area, There are more and more people, and the enchantment area is limited, so it may be robbed."

Qi Lan responded, "Okay!"

The hemorrhaging sixth-order elixir of the green-haired monk did not cause any waves.

What's more, with the passage of time, more and more people came, and the attacks intensified. Under the infection of such an atmosphere, all the monks fell into what could be called crazy attacks.

This attack is extremely terrifying.

Even in large-scale wars between monks, it is rare for thousands of people to concentrate on one place to attack.

What's more, no one was paddling, they were drinking pills for points and rewards, pouring down all the spirit energy into violent attacks.

The green-haired monk couldn't control his expression at all. He twisted his face, fiercely and slightly painfully sacrificed a piece of dark purple jade, waved it into four pieces, and flew into the four pieces that formed the barrier. Among the pillars.

In an instant, the barrier suddenly expanded by more than half, and many monks were unable to dodge, and were forcibly blown away by the barrier!

Someone shouted in horror: "Young master!"

Ye Mingming has been rushing to the forefront. When the barrier expanded, he was brewing a high-level spell that consumed a lot of money. He couldn't dodge for a while, and was hit by the barrier.

This enchantment is extremely repellent, and this collision actually happened to hit his Achilles' heel, his heart ached, and a mouthful of blood spewed out!

However, this is not the most frightening.

The moment the green-haired monk expanded the barrier, he threw out a high-level talisman.

The talisman exploded an extremely violent flame, swallowing countless people in it suddenly, Ye Mingming was instantly submerged by the flame, and this attack was judged as a fatal blow by Listening Immortal Realm. After a flash of white light, he was actually Repelled by the secret realm!

All Ye Xuanzong's disciples fell silent at this moment.

"What, what should I do?" Someone murmured, "Young master, he seems to be..."

"Come on! Everyone keep fighting!" The monk who was second only to Ye Mingming shouted sharply, "Even if the young master is not around, we can't slack off. Biqing Palace must not let Biqing Palace take the top spot this time!"

Out of secrecy.

Caught off guard, Ye Mingming, who was expelled from the Listening Immortal Realm, set foot on the solid ground of his own sect.

The corners of his mouth were still dripping with blood, and the few people guarding the entrance of the secret realm quickly surrounded him and asked with concern: "Young Master? Young Master, are you alright?"

Ye Mingming stared blankly at his surroundings, the expression on his face changed from bewildered to angry to extremely distorted, like a volcano erupting from a dormant moment, full of tyrannical and extreme anger, a mouthful of blood spurted out——

"Young master! Calm down, young master! It's just a secret realm. This listening fairyland is a relatively elementary secret realm, and there are new secret realms to follow. It's okay young master!"

Ye Mingming waved away the crowd around him, every word seemed to be bloody: "My [-] points...the [-] points I saved--my [-] points haven't been drawn yet!"

In order to be able to swipe the screen at once, he led the people of the sect to sweep across the northern area of ​​the secret realm, and saved a total of five thousand points, five thousand!

He was expelled from the secret realm before he smoked it!

Ye Mingming's heart felt oppressed, and several mouthfuls of blood spewed out again.

Suppressing his anger, he played back the scenes of the previous battles in his mind repeatedly, took out a piece of paper, and drew an extremely subtle special mark on the talisman used by the green-haired monk.

"Go and check," he said word by word, "this kind of symbol is definitely not owned by ordinary talismans. It must be from the hands of special people, or it must be related to a certain force. Everyone should check for me. We must get this The identity of the person has been thoroughly checked for me—"

I'm sorry for his [-] points if I don't take this revenge!

At this time, in the territory of Lingxian.

The operation of the green-haired monk really kicked out many monks.

He also knew the rules of Listening Wonderland very well, so he snorted coldly and thought, in this way, these crazy people can almost calm down, so what should they do?

The purple jade he used to expand the barrier was already the last piece in his hand, in order to replenish the energy of the barrier, so that the group of people retreated.

And the high-level talisman at the back is a warning, warning them not to think that he is easy to provoke, he will not let them attack!

Unexpectedly, apart from Yexuanzong who was depressed for a while, the monks of other sects, and even countless casual cultivators, actually let out bursts of cheers.

"Great! This secret realm is quite humane. I just said that the enchantment is too small and there is not enough space. Now it has expanded so much!"

"Now I don't need to hit every corner, it's so cool!"

"Hey wait, did you exclude a lot of people just now?"

"Isn't that just right, one less person and less competition, oops, don't talk too much, hurry up and play, if you don't play this ranking, you don't know where you will fall!"

Green-haired monk: "..."

Now I am at a loss, very at a loss.

The operation he almost hollowed out Lao Di not only did not make everyone retreat, but made a group of monks more enthusiastic. In an instant, the attack increased a little more, and it smashed straight down like an overwhelming sky. The fast speed consumes the energy of the enchantment.

He glanced at everyone's tireless movements and enthusiastic gazes with an ugly expression, doubts almost overwhelmed him, but at this time he had no time to take care of them.

Although I really don't want to admit it, the plan to use the spirit to seize control of Lingxianland failed.

It won't be long before the barrier will be broken, and the diamond-shaped stone pillar carrying the spirit of the container is already vulnerable.

The green-haired monk stared back and forth with a pair of eyes coldly. While everyone was focusing on the barrier, he suddenly made a magic formula and disappeared in place in an instant.

Siran and a group of sword cultivators have been hiding aside, observing this person's every move, seeing this, immediately following the fluctuation of the person's spiritual power and flying to chase after him.

To be precise, five sword cultivators were flying after him, but Yun Mo was hugging him and flying passively.

The man ran straight to the cave where Yunmo was resting before, he stopped in the open space in front of the cave, squinted at the people following behind him, snorted coldly, and took out a dark brown bottle from his arms , unscrewed the mouth of the bottle, and made an action of about to pour.

His face was ugly, and he said in a cold voice: "Qi Ling of Lingxianjing, I know you are looking at this place, and you should also know what this is in my hand. If you don't want Lingxianjing to be polluted and destroyed, come out quickly!"

From the mouth of the bottle, a wisp of fine black smoke slowly floated out.

Little Yuanzhu exclaimed in surprise: "That, that is the deepest and most filthy seawater in the wild sea, which has a great pollution and corrosion effect on all immortal artifacts. Isn't this kind of thing extinct already? Why—"

"Don't move you people, especially the one who built the foundation... I understand that you have been in contact with the spirit of this secret realm all the time. You are amazing if you can make it like this."

The green-haired friar held his breath, and his whole body was extremely depressed: "However, you must have known the power of this wild sea from Qi Ling. If this fairyland is polluted, those of you who live in it will Don’t even think about getting out alive!”

His voice was cold: "If you don't want to die, just stay there honestly and don't get in the way!"

Liu Sirui felt that his identity as a foundation was offended, and couldn't help but said: "What about you, aren't you also in this secret realm?"

The green-haired monk snorted coldly: "Of course I have my own way."

He took a deep breath, squeezed the bottle in his hand, and said in mid-air: "Isn't it good for you to hand over the control of Lingxianjing? Tsk, it has to be like this? If you leave Lingxianjing, if you are a spirit If you can find another high-level spiritual weapon, you can still live for a while, if you are polluted along with the Immortal Listening Realm, heh, you must be very clear about the consequences, right?"

The tone of the green-haired friar was full of malice and quickness: "The spirit of listening to the fairyland, come out, or do you want to watch the destruction of the listening fairyland? Well, if you didn't make so much noise, I don't want to come out." This is the worst strategy, after all, an immortal artifact controlled by an artifact spirit is always easier to use, isn't it?"

"Not good," Little Yuanzhu was extremely flustered, "he is standing at the very center of Lingxian Realm, if the sea water really falls into Lingxian Realm, it will go deep into the very core within a short while, I, I must Gotta go!"

Siran asked: "Does your body have the ability to protect? If he attacks you, can you escape?"

Little Yuanzhu: "...I'm pretty good, and I fought with that weapon spirit for so long before."

Siran: "Tell the truth!"

Little Yuanzhu felt wronged: "...I can't."

Siran closed his eyes, suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and said calmly: "His purpose is to seize the Listening Wonderland. Since he let you go out, he must have thought of a way to deal with you."

"But it's impossible for me to watch the Fairyland be polluted!" Little Yuanzhu cried, "I must, must—"

Before he finished speaking, a small pure white bead suddenly appeared in front of the green-haired monk, with two black spots the size of mung beans on it, no matter from the appearance or the breath of the whole body, it was completely the same. Looks like little beads.

Surprised: "You—"

Little Yuanzhu was also surprised: "I——It's not me!"

Suddenly, he was taken aback: "...what?"

"I, I haven't gone out yet."

Little Yuanzhu was stunned, it controlled the perception of the entire secret realm in the Hall of Listening Immortals, looked at this counterfeit little Yuanzhu over and over again, but did not see any difference at all.

It was a little lost: "Yuan, so I'm not the master's only bead..."

Siran stared at this counterfeit little bead for a while, and an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

He lowered his head, raised his left wrist, looked at the ghost grass with a bunch of colorful flowers blooming on it, and asked tentatively: "Grass?"

Guimicao stretched out a whisker and shook it at him, at the same time, a fairly clear idea came into Si Ran's mind: "Gujijiji, you're welcome~"

The author has something to say: the grass here is a simplified question word (emphasis added).