Everyone was stunned, and even if their hearts were burning, they did not dare to have a single word of dissatisfaction.
Jing Yue: "Since everyone has no opinion, let me make the third point."
How come? !
But this time it is no longer a big stick, it can be regarded as a sweet date.
"When I was Jingshan, I participated in the exchange meeting of the populace. This model was very good, so I decided to follow it."
Liang Yuan, Shi Nian, and the disciples of the commoners all raised their heads in surprise, not knowing whether it was a surprise or a joy.
"The exchange meeting is held every other day. We can exchange information on cultivation experience, news, materials, tasks, etc. He Xianzhi took the lead in setting up this matter. If there is any obstacle, you can come to me."
He Xianzhi, who was suddenly named, was stunned for a moment. Although he was in charge of the exchange meeting of the commoners, he had no confidence to call on the other two factions. He was about to explain, but Jing Yue raised his hand and pressed it.
"In addition, every ten-day evening class, there will be a lecturer responsible for answering questions. If disciples have questions about cultivation, they can communicate with the lecturer directly. Any lecturer who has made a difference, or a disciple who has performed outstandingly, can get certain merit points. "
Many people heard that not only did the lecturer solve their doubts, but there were also merit points to earn, and they immediately became interested.
You must know that in the Cold Cloud Sect, merit points are more useful than spirit stones, and they are the main means of trading between core disciples. If inner disciples have merit points, they can find core disciples to exchange materials or issue quests.
However, there are too few opportunities to obtain merit points in the inner sect. Even a high-level Qi training like He Xianzhi has accumulated less than ten points for decades.
Jing Yue: "Do you still have any questions about the above three points?"
No one in the field answered, and even if there was, he would not dare to ask.
Jing Yue nodded slightly, "It seems that everyone supports it."
He took a few steps forward and got closer to everyone, "You guys have to figure out why you came to the Cold Cloud Sect? Cultivation, only cultivation. Everything we do is to pursue the Dao, and we spend too much energy on meaningless things. , do you really like it?"
"Can't you see that the Cold Cloud Sect is not as good as one generation? Below the Zifu, how many sects are there on the Fei Xian list? Is it worthy of the name of the number one Dharma sect in the world? Now even the Zixia Sect dares to provoke , don't you feel ashamed?"
Jing Yue had no expression on his face, and swept the crowd coldly, "I'm ashamed."
His remarks made many people think, Shi Nian looked at Jing Yue, who was arrogant, but for a while he couldn't remember what the other party looked like when he was Jing Shan, even though they were both tall and short, and generally young.
Are those two really the same person
In the end, Jingyue only let He Xianzhi stay, the latter was trembling, and did not know whether Jingyue wanted to settle accounts with him, or what embarrassing task would he send
Jing Yue: "I know what you're worried about. You don't need to think too much, just organize it. As for the manager, I'll let Yan Min come."
That night, Yan Min was invited into the inner door, and no one knew what Jing Yue had talked about with him, but the core disciple from the commoners left with a radiant face, looking like he couldn't help the new and old ancestors.
Whenever someone asks about Yan Min's inner story, he always smiles inscrutable, but the truth is actually very simple, Yan Min is just thinking: the person who overturned the chessboard is here after all.
Jingyue's three fires burned very vigorously, and the requests were implemented one after another, but within a few days, the exchange meeting was also organized.
In the dormitory, Shi Nian was still waiting for Yu Xiaobao, and Liang Yuan complained angrily: "Wait for what he does, since he is a noble family, how can he see our exchange meeting? Maybe he is laughing at your nosy."
It turned out that Yu Xiaobao's unusual performance attracted Shi Nian's attention when he visited the new and old ancestors that day. The latter came back and asked Yu Xiaobao if he was hiding something from them
The pressure on Yu Xiaobao was already heavy, and he endured for a long time by himself. Today, when he heard the result of Jing Yue's treatment, he knew that both himself and his brother were temporarily spared, and the high-pressure spirit finally relaxed. In the face of Shi Nian's questioning, he confessed the truth and the truth under guilt.
Although Yu Xiaobao said that he never wanted to murder others, and only occasionally passed news to the aristocratic faction, Liang Yuan was still very angry and said that he would cut his robe with Yu Xiaobao.
On the other hand, when Shi Nian was overwhelmed, he said to Liang Yuan: "Ajing, no, the ancestor's actions seem to be aimed at eliminating factional forces. Since he forbids factional struggle, let's not mention these things. In the past, everyone could not help themselves, but in the future, let's see."
Yu Xiaobao was always silent, like a prisoner who had been stabbed, unable to lift his head, and even his body had lost a lot of weight compared to a month ago.
Liang Yuan saw that he was about to die, snorted lightly in his nose, and didn't say anything unpleasant.
When a few people arrived at Chiba Island, they found that although there were many people at the exchange meeting, they were still civilians.
Shi Nian was a little disappointed and said: "It's still only us..."
Liang Yuan said, "So what? At least we can come anytime in the future, and we don't need invitations anymore. It's their loss that the two factions don't come."
But suddenly, he found a familiar face in the corner, it was Long Ridi who had stopped them and was inexplicably smashed into the pit by the boundary stone.
Pro-traditional? Traitor? Liang Yuan thought so subconsciously.
Seeing that he was surrounded by his own people, he stepped forward boldly, "Hey, what are you doing here?"
Long Ridi was stunned for a moment and replied, "I'll come if I want, what's the matter with you?"
Seems to be okay? Liang Yuan's words got stuck in his throat, so he could only give Long Ridi a hateful look.
The latter ignored him and strode into the garden.
In fact, Long Ridi is also beating drums in his heart. Although the ancestor said that everyone can come, but looking at it, aren't they all disciples of the commoners? He was alone in it, receiving unfriendly gazes one after another, and it was inevitable that he felt guilty.
But everyone just stared at him and didn't mean to invite him out.
Long Ridi tried his best to ignore the discomfort, wandering around the stall absent-mindedly, with his ears stretched high, eavesdropping on what other people were saying.
"Senior sister, how did the power of your flame technique increase so much?"
Long Ridi slowed down.
"When the ancestor fought against Mu Feng last time, didn't he stun Mu Feng with a thunder in his palm? I have carefully observed that the ancestor did not directly cast spells, but first compressed the spiritual power and squeezed the thunder ball into a baby. The size of a fist. So I practiced according to it, and the power of flame art is much stronger."
"But once the spiritual power produces flames, it is difficult to control it."
"It can be seen that the ancestor is tyrannical, and his mastery of spiritual power is almost free."
…
Long Ridi learned a trick, and he thought about going back and trying it.
As a person who has been cheated by the ancestor himself, he has a lot of trust in the ancestor.
Yes, he already suspected that when the boundary stone was aimed at him, the ancestor used the mysterious power.
Now, he seems to be the younger brother of the ancestors. The reason why I secretly came to the exchange meeting is because this matter was proposed by the ancestors.
What the grandfather said must not be wrong.
Suddenly, he found a sign hanging on a certain stall, which said that it only sold 998 spiritual stones.
Are there magic weapons for sale at the exchange meeting? He stared suspiciously at a gray-blue Taoist robe on the booth.
"Are you really a robe?!"
The stall owner rolled his eyes at him, "Senior Brother Yan warned us a long time ago that there can be no fake goods at the exchange meeting. Once reported, they will be blacklisted and never come again."
Long Ridi: "How come you only need ninety-nine-eight?"
Although the Taoist robe is only a low-grade magic weapon, in the square market, at least two thousand spirit stones are needed.
The stall owner: "Because it is directly sold by the Refining Hall, the ancestor said hello to the elders of the Refining Hall. Every month, a batch of goods will be sold at the exchange meeting. I also got it through a relationship."
Dragon Sun: "… "
The stall owner: "Would you like it? Ninety-nine-eight, as long as nine-nine-eight, the price is not exaggerated, you can't buy it at a disadvantage, you can't be fooled by it. Master-made, quality assurance, mix as you like, great value for money!"
Long Ridi: "I—"
"I want it!" One person suddenly rushed out, his hand reaching for the vest.
Long Ridi saw that it was Liang Yuan. Wow, so you've been following me
He shot like lightning and grabbed the vest before Liang Yuan.
It doesn't matter if there are not enough spirit stones, he threw a bag of spirit stones and said imposingly: "If it's not enough, go to my brother to get it every day!"
On the same day, Long Ridi returned with a full reward, while his younger brother Long Ritian received a huge bill from the exchange meeting, of course... Only obediently pays.
A day later, Long Ridi happily prepared to report to the exchange meeting.
"Ridi, where are you going? So happy." A roommate couldn't help asking.
"I..." Long Ridi suddenly thought that the treasures at the exchange meeting are very scarce, and the few people who know about it will have fewer competitors, so he changed his words, "I'll go to my brother."
But when he arrived at the gate of the garden, he saw several of his roommates.
Long Ridi: "Haha, what a coincidence."
All the roommates: "Yes, what a coincidence."
Could it be a coincidence? When they saw that Long Ridi was secretive, and his words were not truthful, they secretly followed.
So, the scene was awkward for a while.
Long Ridi: "Well, I just saw that it was very lively here, but it's actually my first time here."
A stall owner passed by eating melons and saw Long Ridi. He wiped his mouth and said, "Isn't this Senior Brother Long? Have you tried the robe the day before yesterday? Is it good and cheap?"
Dragon Sun: "… "
what to do? I really want to fight someone!
Long Ri's heart was so tired, and he was full of frustration when he was exposed, and there was no gain until the exchange meeting ended.
However, from this day onwards, disciples from the pro-passing faction came one after another.
The number of people who set up the stalls increased dozens of times at a time, and the garden was soon unable to be filled. With Jing Yue's tacit approval, Yan Min directly occupied half of Qianba Island and made the exchange meeting the first gathering in the inner door.
Occasionally, even the core disciples will come to visit.
After all, everyone wants to improve their cultivation, and the help they get at the exchange meeting is real.
During this period, the lecturer's Q&A session once every ten days will also begin, and Jing Yue, of course, will be the first to appear.
The author has something to say: Little Theater
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Long Ridi: What a coincidence.
Roommate: What a coincidence +1
The stall owner: (Huh? There is a pro-passionist lying there, everyone go and bully him.)
So I walked over deliberately: Brother Long, is the Nine Nine Eight that I bought yesterday easy to use
After talking, go to eat melon, and hide your merit and fame.
Dragon Sun:…
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Jiji: Jingjing, can you change the slogan of 998
Jingjing: Change what
Jiji: Extremely Northern Luzhou, the largest Falun Gong sect in the extreme northern Luzhou, Han Yunzong went bankrupt, and the father of the bastard, Jingyue, owed 350 million for food, drink, whoring, gambling, and ran away with his divine beast—
Jingjing: Come on, let go of a leaf! Grilled chicken tonight!
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Regarding the issue of Qin Yanzhi, here is a unified explanation:
This article is a long story of self-cultivation. There are still many plots that have not yet been developed. Attacking is an important part of the main line. These were thought out when I made the outline, and they took up most of the full text. They are not just used to advance events. and simple love background board.
I know everyone wants to watch the interaction, but I can't change the outline rashly, which will destroy my original idea. I can only guarantee that I will be full in the future.
We are not in a hurry!