Everybody wants to be my leg pendant

Seeing the middle-aged monks write down their queuing numbers on the booklet, a suffocating silence greeted the group of demon cultivators.

18 six...

Even for monks with relatively long lifespans, this number is too long to make people despair.

Why did things develop like this?

Originally, they just wanted to welcome the arrival of the Demon Realm, why in the end they could only accept the fate of queuing slowly...

This is different from the promised blood sacrifice! ! ! !

The more the demon cultivators thought about it, the more they felt aggrieved, and finally a low word came from the corner.

"That... my lord... May I ask you... Isn't the ceremony of blood sacrifice to welcome the arrival of the demon world? Why are you queuing up to enter the demon world when you come to us?"

A demon cultivator mustered up the courage to ask the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk frowned when he heard this, and he held up the brochure and asked, "Welcome to the demon world? You mean that you didn't intend to enter the demon world by making this blood sacrifice to open the passage between the two worlds? Then you will take the number in my place." What is the seat for? What? I want to learn from some black and evil elements, occupy a seat so that I can buy and sell?!"

When he said the last sentence, the middle-aged monk's momentum rose in vain, and his eyes turned into cold eyes like severe winter looking at class enemies.Holding a booklet in one hand and a pen in the other, he stared at the demon cultivators with piercing eyes, intending to cross off their quotas if they disagreed.

"No, no, no! Don't misunderstand! We absolutely—absolutely didn't mean that!"

The Moxiu who asked the question was almost scared to pee.

Just kidding, they paid the painful price of their leader being photographed as a pancake to get the higher ranking of 18 six.If I lose this quota with a single word from myself, I am afraid that I will be beaten into small pancakes by my comrades to sacrifice to the leader...

"My fault! My fault! I was just talking too much, really just talking too much!"

The demon cultivator covered his mouth and shrank into the corner crying, and the middle-aged monk put down the pen in his hand with a cold snort.

And the rest of the demon cultivators looked at each other for a while, and ushered in a longer silence...

It wasn't until the time passed by, and they watched the middle-aged monk walking near the passage between the two worlds, as if doing something there, that they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and took the opportunity to comfort each other in a low voice.

"Actually, we don't need to look like this."

A Moxiu whispered: "No matter what, it's always a good thing to be in this team..."

"That's it."

In less than a second, Moxiu immediately agreed:

"Don't forget, what is the devil world! How many people want to enter the devil world and can't get in! If we practice ascension according to the old rules, we don't know how many years it will take us to really ascend... Now we can get a guarantee to enter the devil world. It’s a good thing too.”

"Yeah yeah."

"Well said!"

The demon cultivators slowly lifted their spirits.After all, the Demon Realm was originally a very distant place for them.

Different from Xiaju's ascension of monks, demon cultivators who kill too much often have to go through several catastrophes if they want to ascend to the demon world.

Yes, it is true that walking the magic way is easier and quicker than ordinary cultivation, but at the moment of crossing the catastrophe every time, all the shortcuts you have taken before will have to be repaid.Most of the demonic cultivators here are just ordinary monks. If you want to go through the catastrophe all the way through the normal way, it is not bad for so many demonic cultivators to be able to ascend one or two. Most of the rest of them, logically, cannot ascend.

Now they have seen hope, although this hope is really very slim, but it is always better than not seeing any hope at all.

With the comfort of the carrot of "entering the demon world", the demon cultivators gradually calmed down, and began to discuss what preparations to make for entering the demon world, and what to do to pass the time before queuing up to wait for others ...

However, different from these other demon cultivators, there was one demon cultivator whose expression was always silent and dignified. He silently watched his companions happily discussing various matters, and finally he couldn't help but sighed and asked in a low voice. Everyone:

"Wait, you guys relaxed so easily? Doesn't anyone think this queuing system is scary?"

"There are more than 18 demon cultivators waiting in front of us! They are not mortals who will easily exhaust their lifespan, but demon cultivators who are just like us, or even stronger than us...Why do you think that we Can this group of people wait until the day they enter the Demon Realm?"

"...Don't you guys remember Guangping City?"

He hesitated, and spoke hesitantly:

"The numbering system in Guangping City...how did the number of occupants become vacant? Everyone still has some impressions..."

How could there be no impression? !

After hearing the words "Guangping City", the elated discussions among the demon cultivators couldn't help but stop.

The name Guangping City is very famous in the entire cultivation world.This is not entirely due to his status, but more because of the strange regulations formulated by the city lord of Quang Binh City - the total population in the city is always fixed, and the people in the front can only move in after moving out. "Waiting room" system.

Against the background that monks in the cultivation world generally have a long lifespan, the evil waiting room system in Guangping City is simply grey-haired, and it can be regarded as a strange flower among the many forces in the cultivation world.In the entire cultivation world, from Dongyang to Beishuo, in all the lands where monks exist, there are legends about the first-class housing system in Guangping City...

Although the demon cultivators have been secretly hiding their cultivation news, they still listen to gossip!

——And wherever there is gossip, the horror of the first-class housing system in Guangping City has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Therefore, when this demon cultivator mentioned this matter, the other demon cultivators couldn't help but feel slightly shivered.

"Of course I have an impression, but what does this matter have to do with the Demon Realm?"

Although they have been vaguely aware that the situation is wrong, some people still refuse to face the facts right in front of them.Facing the companions who evaded the question like this, the demon cultivator took a deep breath and asked a question in a very difficult tone:

"How many years will the monks who want to live in Quang Binh City queue up for a house? And how many years will we have to queue up in this even longer queue in order to enter the Demon Realm?"

"The lifespan of those big bosses who ascended into the demon world is much longer than us ordinary monks!"

He glanced at the demon cultivators around him, and shouted in a heartbroken tone:

"No. 18 No. 190!"

What a terrifying number this is! ! !

There is no need to calculate carefully at all, the demon cultivators know that their future is worrying if they think about it a little bit...

In the blink of an eye, the atmosphere in the group of demon cultivators became gloomy.

"This...how to do this..."

Someone couldn't help asking anxiously.

"what to do……"

The Moxiu repeated it in a murmur, and suddenly gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "We have no other choice...We must not let things develop like this!"

He waved his hand vigorously:

"If we followed the normal path, most of us would never be able to wait for the day when we move to the Demon Realm..."

The demon cultivator suddenly stopped when he said this, he sighed a long time, and said bluntly:

"...Forget it, to be honest, I don't think all of us can wait for the day when we move to the Demon Realm."

"18 million."

He sighed again, and said emphatically, "We have a full 18 numbers in front of us!"

"According to what the lord said, among the 18 people queuing up, the number of people who have been able to enter the Demon Realm so far is no more than [-]."

"I don't know when this queue started... I don't have the courage to ask."

"I only know that if we just follow the rules and sit there waiting for everything, it is completely unknown when we will be able to enter the Demon Realm."

The demon cultivator looked up at the gap between the two worlds, and after confirming that the middle-aged monk hadn't noticed the situation here, he finally mustered up his courage, lowered his voice, and said to many demon cultivators through sound transmission:

"I feel that the lord is not a pedantic person. If we want to ascend to the devil world in our lifetime...why can't we be more proactive in our attitude...well?"

After he finished asking this sentence, the demon cultivators looked at each other in silence, and in each other's eyes, they all saw the light of eagerness to try.

"Anchor anchor, I think my acting skills are still okay, right? 233333"

In Shen Qingyan's live broadcast room, another bullet screen flew over prominently from the top, but the strange thing was that this bullet screen was actually anonymous.

But the audience didn't care about being anonymous at this time, and applauded fiercely for this person's acting skills.

"Okay! Very good!"

"I found that the acting skills of this year's actors are generally online √"

Actor No. [-], the maverick magic cultivator was tightly wrapped in the lingering black air. While leading the demon cultivators forward with trembling steps, he did not forget to post a barrage live broadcast in the live broadcast room:

"Thank you for your encouragement, thank you for your support, I hope that after the work is over, you can say a few words of kindness to me in front of the anchor, I want to eat a chicken for dinner today (﹃)"

"This chicken, I want to eat a whole one."

"But cut into quarters."

"One braised, one white cut, one fried, and one grilled."

As these barrages came out one after another, the eyelids of actor No. [-] who turned around in front of him, the middle-aged monk, twitched slightly.

"Didn't it be agreed that the reward would be one dish per person?! How can you make chicken like this???"

Actor No. [-] shouted sadly and angrily in the live broadcast room: "I want to report you for being like this!!! You eat four dishes for one chicken!!! This is not in compliance with the rules!!!"

Actor No. [-] replied shamelessly:

"This is a dish for me, it's completely within the scope of the rules."

He stood in front of the middle-aged monk, and at the same time sent a smiling expression in the live broadcast room:

"I call it one chicken and four meals."

Middle-aged monk: ...

There was a sudden commotion in the studio.

"...One chicken and four meals! Why didn't I think there would be such a way!!!"

Actor No. [-], a middle-aged monk, Taoism Hengchang, was heartbroken for the missed opportunity in the live broadcast room.

"It's not your fault, after all, I'm naturally smarter :)"

Actor No. [-], one of the demon cultivators, is anonymous, pretending to be modest in the live broadcast room.

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