After a month of picking dragons and phoenixes, Feng Qingxiu finally managed to make it to the end.
Because he made the divine stone himself this time, he couldn't use the spirit stone as energy, so he relied on his own true essence to activate it. After a month, he had to check and control it, plus the extremely painful eyes of those who were unsuccessful. The pressure that comes, just feels like my body is being hollowed out.
However, this year, it seems that there are more people than in previous years.
A month later, there are tens of thousands of school-age teenagers wandering outside Feilai Peak and begging.
Proportionately, at least a few dozen teenagers among them should enter Kun-Lai to seek sanctuary.
Feng Qingxiu wanted to continue driving for a few more days, but was stopped by the paper figurine master.
"Always leave some soup for the little sects in Xizhou." The paper figurine flew over the apprentice's forehead and injected a little real energy, "Kun-Lai has robbed everything, and they are going to cause trouble again."
"But this seems a bit cruel?" Being injected with a little real essence from the master, Feng Qingxiu felt that the spiritual platform was cleared, and the exhaustion and depression seemed to go away.
It's not that the radius of his sympathy is too large, but that he has experienced the pain of nearly losing the opportunity and knows what kind of sadness it is.
Nobles are okay, at least they can go to other small fairy gates to try, but it is impossible for commoners, the distance is long, bandits are rampant, beasts are infested, money is not enough, parents have parents... any of the above can block their promotion. .
There is no way to go further than the Kun-Lai election. After that, not to mention the subsidies that Kun-Lai itself will give them, just the countries where they are located will do their best to favor the family, so that they will have no worries.
"Xiaoqing, luck is also a kind of strength, you can't be alone, you can't be alone," the paper figure floated in front of him and explained to him, "If you don't leave some people to let people know that Kun-Lai is not a good hall, it will not be a hundred years. All nations and peoples will feel that what I Kun-Lai did is right."
It wasn't that he didn't know about the Relics and what it meant to them, but so what
Once the buyer's market and the seller's market are reversed, there is much more trouble than that.
The human heart is greedy, and before Kun-Lai has the ability to afford more cultivation resources, he will not open this opening casually.
"It's my disciple who thinks too much." Feng Qingxiu thought about it for a while and understood the reason. "Actually, is it possible to open a hospital in the various countries to share the pressure of my Kunlai?"
All primary elections are held in Kun-Lai, and if they are divided into lower ranks, the selection range will be wider.
"Don't even think about it." The paper man smiled lightly, "The monarchs of all countries will not sit back and watch such fat. Zhongzhou did this, but from then on, the powerful children who entered the immortals were like mountains and seas, and their tails could not fall off. Send someone out to choose."
Speaking of which, the paper man also gave his apprentice a lesson in the four major academies in Zhongzhou, and they all had places that they directly recommended to Shanmen.
"I heard about their names when I was in my teens. Tuition fees are free for Shuangling Roots and above. Miscellaneous Roots need 3,000 Spirit Stones each year. I have collected statistics from Kunlai Immortal Mountain. The emergence of Zaling Roots The rate is one in one hundred and twenty-nine people, and the rate of people with more than two spiritual roots is one in 120,000 people," the paperman thought of the hardships of his schooling years, "and they had to pay bribes to the stewards to recruit people, and even more so. Cut off the life of ordinary disciples."
He was stabbed in the back more than once by his companions for the meat of the beast; in order to save a spiritual stone, he had to copy 2,000 talismans; it took more than a year to buy a low-level book, and he was even reluctant to buy it. Spiritual food cultivation base is going backwards for this; I want to go to the mountain gate, I heard that I was eliminated because of lack of money and bribes...
This should be the original intention of his selection of the heart stone. The selection is far more fair than the selection of candidates. Although the disciples selected by the Western Continent regard the elimination exam as hell, if they really feel the suffering of ordinary low-level monks in Central Continent, I'm afraid I will cry and go back to hell.
So he never felt that he owed anyone, and he never owed anyone.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and some doubts, who did he owe this thousand years
This is not his style. He always pays back the money he owes to whoever has money, and he can't stand the debt the most.
"Master?" Seeing the paper man in a daze, Feng Qingxiu asked.
"It's okay, you can rest now, there are still several countries." The paper man waved his hand.
"Okay." Feng Qingxiu smiled slightly and opened her chest.
The paper figurine was skillfully attached to it. After all, it is now a ray of spiritual thought, and it can use Xiaoqing's true essence, which is in the same line with him, to restore the power of thought, without having to go back to the main body to replenish it.
In other words, it would be nice if the main body could be charged wirelessly every tens of thousands of miles... I have time to study it.
Feng Qingxiu tidied up her clothes, pressed it across the paper figurine, went to the bed to meditate and recovered, by the way, she slapped her own shadow who wanted to touch the coiled paper figurine back to the ground, and then 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, and Xiaoqing seems to have less and less respect for the paper figurines... Instead, it is more like a programmer who was addicted to Japanese comics in his previous life. The attitude of the goddess figure.
Is it an illusion
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Feilai Peak is naturally calm and stable inside, but the outside is completely different.
The losers cried out in all kinds of grief and anger, and the previous insider rumors were also well-planned, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.
People are sometimes more willing to believe rumors that are good for them than truths that are not useful to them.
They did not dare to offend Kun-Lai in the slightest, so they poured out the anger on the princes and nobles.
Here we will talk about the situation of the nations under Kun-Lai.
Apart from picking dragons and phoenixes, Kun-Lai never interferes in the affairs of the mortal kingdoms, so the authority of the countries is also extremely high, and because there are Kun-Lai children in various townships, although fish and meat villagers are inevitable, they do not dare to go too far. , so they have long known Kun-Lai's bottom line for the countries - even if the countries are in a melee, as long as they don't slaughter the city at will, they will not care.
Faced with this kind of thing, I have long experience, while comforting and saying what kind of preferential treatment will be given - I will not pay grain this year (in any case, the weather has been good for many years, and the granary is full early), while suppressing - the heavy armored sergeant who is like a wolf like a tiger whips over a group with a whip, They ran away crying.
It's just that something seems wrong this year.
The few who received the whip were literally beaten, and some even committed suicide in front of the sergeant in rage.
They killed people!
This stabbed the hornet's nest, and people rushed forward in anger. The sergeants were invincible with their fists and four hands, and became everyone's venting barrels. In order to defend themselves, the sergeants had no time to pay attention to the demands of their superiors who only used whips. The people who came stabbed a few to death.
The conflict instantly became bigger.
Under the agitation, it soon spread throughout the city, and sergeants and commanders were assassinated everywhere.
Some villains took the opportunity to smash and make trouble, set fire to retaliate, and for a while, fireworks burst into the city, and thick smoke billowed.
"These people were killed with a premeditated plan."
This movement naturally alarmed the Kun-Lai disciples stationed in the capital, but the other party was well prepared and only found a few small fish.
If the other party didn't use the cultivator, they couldn't use the residual infuriating energy to distinguish the other party's actions.
But the turmoil must be calmed first.
Peak Master Feilai immediately casts the rain-calling technique, but the rain-calling technique depends on the gathering of surrounding water vapor. Recently, the autumn weather is refreshing, and the water vapor is inevitably insufficient.
The rain is not very heavy.
Ji Yunlai looked unhappy, and raised a paper hand to mix a trace of the other party's spiritual thoughts.
His True Talisman's way is almost true, and it is the favorite object of Heavenly Tribulation. After joining, the sky changed almost instantly.
Boom!
The sky was covered with dark clouds in an instant, golden snakes danced wildly, and in less than a moment, heavy rain poured down.
The momentum was so great that the peak master himself was shocked.
Under the blinding torrential rain, people who wanted to make trouble also shrank back and sought shelter from the rain to keep warm.
Getting a serious illness is no joke. Even if some of the drug residues from Kun-Lai can cure most diseases, the price is not affordable for ordinary people.
And people who are still making trouble at such a time, it is obvious at a glance whether they are nails.
Hundreds of them were easily found, and they were all taken away.
They also quickly spit out the truth in front of the professionals sent by the Great Xiao Kingdom to inquire.
They are all members of the Bead Society.
And he did such an evil thing in order to draw attention.
So what are they trying to do
This is what everyone wants to ask.
But don't ask, because at this moment, they heard the rumbling sound of water.
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"The underground waterway of the Great Xiao Capital has long been dug through by us and the Wuling Sea." Behind the bead curtain, the person who played the qin said in a low voice, "The water has been stored on that side for a long time, and there are double walls inside and outside the city. If the waterway valve is removed in the rainstorm, the water difference can be added, and the water can be flooded with fog and sea to flood the capital.”
"This is not something you mortals can do." A voice outside the curtain said flatly.
"Yes, there is someone to help," the person who played the qin said calmly, "they call themselves people from Central Continent, and the person who can open the Wanjun Raft Gate is also the Great Xiao National Teacher sent by you."
"It's your plan to attract heavy rain?" asked the outsider.
"Kun-Lai Shang Xian calls for wind and rain, it is a common thing, and you have to count it." The person behind the curtain calmly said. "Although it's a mortal plan, I don't know if I can make you wait for Kun-Lai to be immortal and see my belief?"
"Your belief is firm, and you can do this as a mortal." The voice of the person outside the curtain is also very indifferent, "But it really makes me look at it with admiration."
"It's my honor, I don't know the name of the immortal?" The person who played the qin asked casually.
The person outside the curtain said, "Ji Yun is here."
The sound stopped suddenly.