After Nan Feng finished speaking, the audience was in jubilation. People flocked in. Seeing that there were so many people and the situation was about to get out of control, Nan Feng hurriedly shouted to stop it, "Limited to ten people."
Even though he shouted to stop, dozens of people still jumped up on the stage. Since he had not specified which level of Qi practitioners would be on the stage before, the warriors who jumped on the stage also had different cultivation levels, red and blue. There are all kinds of purple energy, mixed together.
With so many people, it is definitely not possible to ask and show them one by one. You can only choose through comparison.
Just as Nanfeng was considering the details of the competition, the fat man jumped out from behind, landed in the middle of the field, and waved his hand to Nanfeng, "Watch and let me do it."
Nanfeng glanced at the fat man and saw that he was confident, so he nodded and backed away.
The fat man looked around at everyone, "Everyone has a chance to move. If you have any special moves, just use them, one by one."
As soon as the fat man finished speaking, someone rushed forward, wielding a single sword, and chopped with all his strength.
The fat man did not dodge, and allowed the opponent to chop his head with a single sword. After the opponent finished his move, he flew up with his right foot and kicked the person wielding the knife backwards until he vomited blood.
"Next one." Fatty urged.
Seeing his ruthless attacks, the remaining people became wary. However, there are still many people who like to try their luck, but there is a price to pay for trying their luck. The clicking sounds of broken bones can be heard constantly, and screams can also be heard from time to time. .
Nanfeng watched the battle from the sidelines, but did not stop Fatty from attacking. Before Fatty came out, he should have been instructed and instructed by Yuan Anning and others. Facing different opponents, the degree of use of his eight golden bodies was also different. There was no The big one bullies the small ones. In addition, the reason why he is so heavy-handed is to prevent everyone in the audience from trying their luck on the stage. With so many people, they cannot waste time and delay, and don't come up without a few brushes.
Facts have proved that the first group of people who came on stage were not very good at it. They still used martial arts moves. There were only some changes in the moves, nothing new.
It is a common problem of many people to be lucky, have high vision but low hand, and overestimate their own capabilities. The huge temptation of Daluo Jinxian is ahead. Everyone wants to try their luck. If they are allowed to try at will, they can try until this time next year, but once they are allowed to Knowing that trying requires paying a price, they dare not try casually, and this is exactly the result the fat man wants.
After defeating the first group, the people who came up next were obviously much better, but most of them were still not the fat man's generals. They couldn't get past a single move and were still beaten to the point of vomiting blood. Those who could get through a move were beaten off the stage. , Fatty knows this scale very well. The greater the ability of the person on stage, the less damage he will suffer. The more bullshit he is, the worse he will be beaten.
After three rounds, Nanfeng began to modify the rules, "The cave god will go first, and everyone else will wait. The time limit is two hours."
They all say that physical strength is worth it, and this is true at all. The fat man fought for two full hours, and Nanfeng selected more than two hundred people from the side. These people were only candidates, 70% of them were human beings. Thirty percent are aliens.
"Those who are cultivators of the Cave God should leave Chang'an immediately. Those who stay for no reason will be killed without mercy." Nanfeng raised his voice and shouted. Too many people would make it noisy and chaotic. Most of the people were watching the excitement. These spectators were useless. All are kicked out.
These people will definitely not leave if you try to persuade them nicely, but they are afraid because their lives are at stake. It is fun to watch the excitement, but they cannot put their own lives on the line.
The ninth level of Qi training is like building a tower from the ground. The most people are at the bottom of the tower. Once the cave god is gone, the 200,000 people are reduced by half, and the crowding and chaos are greatly improved.
After the fat man went down to relieve himself, drank some water and returned to the stage, Nanfeng spoke again, "The stage is limited to one and a half hours for high-level practitioners."
In the eyes of the fat man, there is no essential difference between the light red Cave God and the red Qi Gao Xuan. The only difference is that there are fewer people with high Xuan cultivation. In less than an hour and a half, no one came on the stage. About 156 people were selected this time. , Fatty has eight golden bodies to protect him, no one can hurt him, he is only responsible for fighting, and the observation and selection are mostly decided by Nanfeng.
After the selection was over, the high-level qi practitioners withdrew from Chang'an. The number of people was reduced again, and the remaining tens of thousands of people could only be accommodated in the square.
Next it was Crimson Shengxuan's turn, which was limited to one hour.
Shengxuan also selected more than a hundred people. By this time, Fatty's spiritual energy had ceased and could only be supplemented and maintained by Nanfeng.
After Danlan Dongxuan, there is no specific time limit, and the fight will last until no one comes on stage.
Then came the three blue holes, followed by the deep blue hole. At this point, Nanfeng discovered a strange phenomenon. With the improvement of spiritual energy cultivation, the number of aliens was increasing. If you think about it carefully, this situation is reasonable. Being able to transform into human beings and having complete sanity is a prerequisite for candidates. If the cultivation level is too low, even aliens cannot transform into humans.
Nanfeng wanted to finish the selection in one go, but when he turned around, he found Yuan Anning waving to him from the dark, so he moved over and asked, "What's the matter?"
"The time is about to pass, don't forget the business." Yuan Anning reminded.
"What's the matter?" Nanfeng asked.
Yuan Anning went to the courtyard where Zhuge Chanjuan was and nuzzled her lips. Nanfeng then remembered that today was a big day. If he forgot about it, Zhuge Chanjuan would have to skin him. Out of fear, he hurriedly selected Jushan. Postpone it and do the happy event first.
The eunuch announced the decree, the palace musicians played music, and the newcomers took the stage. Zhuge Chanjuan liked the excitement, so she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she saw that the number of people was less than 10% of the previous number.
"Who are you? Only a purple energy master is qualified to congratulate you." Nanfeng coaxed him with kind words. Women all like to be coaxed, but coaxing, coaxing, coaxing and cheating are actually the same thing. There are only differences in degree, not in essence.
Zhuge Chanjuan knew that there was something in his words, but what she wanted was not superficial vanity, but a solemnity that spread throughout the world. In any case, Nanfeng had already achieved it.
What surprised her the most was that Emperor Wu actually came to congratulate him in person with the queen, which really gave them enough face.
Compared with Zhuge Chanjuan's joy, Nanfeng was not so happy. He was worried that he owed Emperor Wu too many favors and would not be able to repay them in the future.
After Emperor Wu arrived, Nanfeng dispersed another volume of the Heavenly Book and shared it with the Purple Qi masters present. This time, the translation of the seventh volume of the Heavenly Book appeared in front of the stage, visible only to the Purple Qi masters present.
Seeing the Southern Wind scattering the Book of Heaven again, a group of Purple Qi masters turned their anger into joy. Practicing Qi is hard and difficult, but those who can advance to the Purple Qi realm all think highly of themselves. This time they were mixed with a group of ordinary martial arts warriors, which made them very surprised. Unhappy, now that the unhappiness in his heart has been wiped away, Nanfeng still looks down upon them.
The dispersal of the Book of Heaven was purely Nanfeng's impromptu idea. He had not discussed it with Fatty and others before. Seeing his big hand, Fatty was a little reluctant to give up. He muttered to himself, "This is the Book of Heaven, not the rotten grain at the bottom of the barn."
Nanfeng heard what the fat man was mumbling and laughed it off. Since it was a gift, he had to give something good. It would be better not to give it to him if he didn't even care about it.
If you want others to make you feel good, you must first make others feel good. After everyone obtained the Heavenly Book, they felt happy, and their congratulatory words became much more sincere, and their attitude towards Emperor Wu was also more humble. Master Zi Qi was happy, Zhuge Chanjuan was happy, and Emperor Wu was happy. Happy, Nanfeng himself is also happy.
Sometimes treating everyone equally does not necessarily mean fairness. It is only fair to treat different people differently. A group of purple energy masters cannot be beaten one by one like before. They have to take some dignity into account, change methods, use pen and ink, and ask them to make secret recommendations. , the final decision will be made by Nanfeng.
In addition to humans, there were dozens of non-human beings who stayed behind one by one and waited for Nanfeng to visit them one by one when he was free.
After finishing all this, it was already the second watch. The wedding banquet was also a family banquet, and there was no wedding ceremony after the banquet, because the two of them had already had their wedding.
The fat man was very tired, but even worse than him were the officers who were responsible for recording the clues of the aliens. They had been busy all day and recorded a huge amount of clues, which were piled up in the whole room. It was really a huge pile.
After the banquet, the fat man went to the place where the monks and nuns lived. There were about 700 people left in the primary election, of which monks and nuns accounted for 30%. The reason why they accounted for such a large proportion was because there was a lack of Taoist priests to participate. About 700 people were left behind. Of the 20%, monks and nuns accounted for 30%, while the rest were martial artists.
Chang Le, Yuan Anning and others called a carriage and carried the clues provided by the people in the house back to Qixing Villa. Zhuge Chanjuan did not go with them, but stayed in the post house to sort and pack the wedding items and the gifts given by Emperor Wu. Then he called Nanfeng over and asked him to send people and things back to Juetian Ridge.
It can be seen that Zhuge Chanjuan is in a good mood. She wants to reject Tianling just because she prefers the environment there, not because she is angry with Nanfeng. You must know that Nanfeng can teleport back and forth at this time. Living here is no different from living in Juetian Ridge.
Before leaving, Nanfeng went to the kitchen to find a piece of water and came back, intending to bring it to the eighth master. When he came back, he found that the postman was talking to Zhuge Chanjuan. When he asked, he found out that there was someone outside the door asking to see him.
Nanfeng thought that the person coming was a martial artist from the martial arts fighting against Qiufeng. He didn't want to see him at first, but when he heard from the postman that the person coming claimed to be his old friend, he went out to meet him.
Opening the door, I saw two people, both wearing raincoats and bamboo hats. One of them was holding a long sword in his hand, and the other was carrying a food box.
Just when Nanfeng tilted his head to see their appearance clearly, the two men raised their heads.
One of the young men, Nan Feng, looked vaguely familiar. He must have met him somewhere before, but the other one was very familiar to him.
"Ah, who do I think you are, Master Tianming, why are you here?" Nanfeng was very surprised.
"I heard that you are very happy, so we don't have any gifts to give you." Tianmingzi raised the food box in his hand, "I just ordered the Suwu Palace to rush to make some rice cakes and fruits, and send goose feathers from thousands of miles away. Don't be dissatisfied." ah."
Hearing Tianmingzi's words, Nanfeng had mixed feelings and turned sideways to invite the guests, "Come, come, come in and talk."
"No, there are so many people here. If others see it, something might be wrong." Tianmingzi handed the food box to Nanfeng.
Nanfeng took the food box in his hand and felt very heavy. The reason why the two of them came here in the middle of the night was to hide their whereabouts because the three sects were loyal to the Heavenly Court, and the friends back then have become enemies...