Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure: 46|45.44.43.1
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Feng Qingxiu finally managed to get through to the end after a month of choosing dragons and phoenixes.
Because he made the sacred stone by himself this time, he cannot use the spirit stone as energy source, so the activation is all based on his own true essence. After January, he has to check and control, and those who lose the election are extremely painful. The pressure brought by his gaze made him feel hollowed out.
However, there seem to be more people this year than in previous years.
One month later, there were tens of thousands of teenagers of the right age who wandered outside Feilai Peak and pleaded.
Proportionally speaking, at least dozens of them should go to Kun-Lai for help.
Feng Qingxiu wanted to continue driving for a few more days, but was stopped by the Paper Man Master.
"Always leave a little soup for the little sect of Xizhou." The paper man flew a little on the apprentice's forehead, and injected a little real energy, "Everything has been robbed by Kun-Lai, and they are going to make trouble again. "
"But this seems a bit cruel?" Feng Qingxiu felt the spirit stage cleared by the infusion of a bit of true essence from the master, and the exhaustion and depression seemed to disappear with it.
It's not that his compassion radius is too large, but that he has experienced the pain of almost missing an opportunity and knows what kind of sadness it is.
It’s okay for the nobles, at least you can go to other small fairy gates to try, but the civilians are impossible. They are far away, bandits are rampant, fierce beasts are infested, money is not enough, there are parents in the family...any one of the above can stop them Way of promotion.
There is no way to go further than the Kun-Lai general election. It has passed, not to mention the subsidies that Kun-Lai itself will issue for them, and the countries in which they are located will give them the best of favor and family, so that they will have no worries.
"Xiaoqing, luck is also a kind of strength, alone cannot be long, alone cannot be long," the paper man floated in front of him to explain to him, "If you don’t leave some people to let people know that Kun-Lai is not a shantang, no After a hundred years, all countries and people will feel that what Kun-Lai has done is right."
It's not that he doesn't know about things like the Bead Club and what it means to them, but so what?
Once the buyer's market and the seller's market are reversed, the trouble is far greater than this.
People's greed is hard to fill. Before Kun-Lai has the ability to bear more spiritual resources, he will not open this mouth casually.
"It's a disciple who thinks too much." Feng Qingxiu thought for a while, and understood the reason, "Actually, can I open a hospital in various countries to share the pressure of Kun-Lai?"
All the primaries are conducted in Kun-Lai, and if they are divided, the selection will be wider.
"Don't even think about it." The paper man smiled faintly, "The monarchs of the countries don't 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 were big. I have to send another person out to choose."
Speaking of this, the paper man also gave the apprentice a tutorial for the four major colleges in Central Continent, and they all directly recommended places to the mountain gate.
"I had heard of their names when I was over a teenager. The tuition is free for Shuanglinggen and above. Zalinggen needs three thousand Lingshi scholarships every year. I have statistics from Kunlai Xianshan, Zaling The appearance rate of roots is 1 in 129 people, and the appearance rate of Shuangling roots is 1 in 120,000 people. "The paper people thought of the hard work they had in school," and they had to ask for help. Bribery cuts the way for ordinary disciples to survive."
He was stabbed in the back by his companions more than once in order to eat the meat of the beast; in order to save a spiritual stone, he had to copy two thousand talismans; it took more than a year to buy a book of the lowest level, even Because I was reluctant to buy spiritual food, I regressed for this reason; I wanted to go to the mountain gate, but I heard that I was kicked out because I didn’t have money to bribe...
This should be his original intention for the selection of the heart stone. The opportunity selection is far fairer than the selection. Although the disciples selected by the Xizhou general election will regard the outer gate elimination examination as a hell, but if they have really experienced the ordinary low-level monks in the Central Continent I’m afraid I’m going to go back to **** crying and crying.
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 he was a little puzzled. Could it be that he owed someone to him in this thousand years?
This is not his own style. He always repays the money he owes right away, and he can't stand the debt.
"Master?" Seeing the paper man in a daze, Feng Qingxiu asked.
"It's okay, take a break, there are still several countries." The paper man waved.
"Okay." Feng Qingxiu smiled slightly and opened her chest.
The paper man sticks it expertly. After all, it is now a ray of divine thought, and it can use the true essence of Xiaoqing and him to restore the thought power without returning to the body to supplement it.
In other words, it would be great if the main body can be charged wirelessly every tens of thousands of miles...I have time to study it.
Feng Qingxiu straightened out her clothes, pressed it across the paper man, and went to the bed to meditate and recovered. By the way, he patted the shadow of herself who wanted to touch the coiled paper man back to the ground with a claw, and stared coldly. Gave the shadow a glance.
And the invisible sword aura at the fingertips flew out to comfort the shadow.
Paperman Master is a little confused, Xiaoqing seems to disrespect paperman more and more...Instead, he is more like it-a programmer who was obsessed with Japanese comics in his previous life had an attitude toward goddess.
Is it an illusion?
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The inside of Feilai Peak is naturally calm and stable, but the outside is completely different.
The people who were unsuccessful cried and cried, and the previous rumors were also circumstantial, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.
People sometimes prefer to believe in rumours that are good for them, rather than truths that are useless to them.
They didn't dare to offend Kun-Lai at all, so they poured this anger on the princes and nobles.
I’m going to talk about the situation of the nations under Kun-Lai.
Except for the selection of dragons and phoenixes, Kun-Lai never intervenes in the affairs of the mortal kingdoms, so the authority of the countries is also very high, and because there are also Kun-Lai children in all regions and townships, although it is inevitable that there will be fish and meat villagers, it is I didn't dare to go too far, so I knew Kun-Lai's bottom line for the countries for a long time-even if the countries are fighting, 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 calming down and saying what kind of preferential treatment will be given-this year I will not accept food (the weather has been good for many years, the granary is full), while suppressing-the wolf-like heavy armored sergeant holds it The horse whips threw a bunch of them, and they ran away crying.
It’s just that something is wrong this year.
The few who received the whip were almost beaten, and a few of them also committed suicide in front of the sergeant in anger.
They killed someone!
Now I stabbed the hornet’s nest. People stepped forward in anger. The sergeants had two fists hard to beat four hands. They became everyone’s venting barrels. For self-defense, the sergeants had no time to pay attention to the request of the boss who only used the whip, but secretly. A few were stabbed to death by people from nowhere.
The conflict suddenly increased.
Under the igniting of the wind, it quickly spread across the city, and sergeants were assassinated everywhere, and under the leaderless group of dragons, it almost became a large-scale civil commotion.
Some villains took the opportunity to smash and make troubles, igniting fires and retaliate. For a time, there were fireworks and smoke billowing in the city.
"These people were killed with premeditated plans."
This movement naturally alarmed the Kun-Lai disciples who were stationed in the capital, but the other party was carefully prepared, only to find a few small fish.
If the opponent didn't use a monk, they couldn't use the remaining infuriating energy to distinguish the opponent's actions.
But the chaos must first be put down.
The Peak Master Feilai immediately cast the rain-calling technique, but the technique of * depends on the gathering of surrounding water vapor. Recently, the air is high in autumn, and the water vapor is inevitably insufficient.
The rain is not very heavy.
Ji Yunlai looked upset, raising his paper hand and mixing a trace of the other's divine mind.
His Tao of True Talisman is close to Dao, and he is Heavenly Tribulation's favorite object. After joining, the sky changes drastically almost instantaneously.
Boom!
In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, golden snakes danced wildly, and within a moment, heavy rain poured down.
The momentum was so great that the peak owner himself was shocked.
Under the invisible torrential rain, many people who wanted to make trouble also shrank back and sought shelter from the rain to keep warm.
Getting a serious illness is not a joke, even if some drug residues circulating in Kun-Lai can cure most of the diseases, the price is not affordable for ordinary people.
It's clear at a glance whether the person who is going to make trouble at this time is a nail.
Hundreds of them were easily found, and they were taken away one after another.
They also quickly uttered the truth in front of the professionals sent by the Great Xiao State to inquire.
They are all from the Bead Club.
And it was to draw attention to do such a bad thing.
So what do they want to do?
This is what everyone wants to ask most.
But don't ask, because at this moment, they heard the rumble of water.
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"The underground waterways of the Great Xiao Kingdom were dug through by us and Wuling Sea." Behind the bead curtain, the person playing the Qin had a faint voice, "The water has been stored on that side for a long time, and there are double walls inside and outside the city. , As long as the waterway valve is removed in the rainstorm, the water difference can be added and the sea of fog can be used to flood the capital."
"This is not something you mortals can do." There was a flat voice outside the curtain.
"Yes, there is some help," the people of Fuqin said calmly, "They claim to be the people of Central Continent, and those who can open the door of Wanjun Raft are also the Great Xiao Guoshi sent by you."
"You are planning to cause heavy rain?" asked the outsider.
"The Kun-Lai celestial being calling the wind and calling the rain is a common thing, so you have to count it." The curtain behind said calmly. "Although it is a mortal's plan, but I don't know if you can wait for Kun-Lai to go to immortals and see me waiting for faith?"
"Waiting for your conviction is firm, and you can do it like a mortal." The voice of the person outside the curtain was also very calm, "but it really made me admire."
"Is it my honor, I don't know the name of the immortal taboo?" The Qinist asked casually.
People outside the curtain said: "Ji Yun is here."
The sound of the piano stops suddenly.