Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

After a month of choosing dragons and phoenixes, Feng Qingxiu finally managed to reach the end.

Because this time he made the sacred stone and cannot use the spirit stone as energy source, so the activation is based on his own true essence. After January, he has to check and control, plus the extremely painful gaze of those who fail. The pressure came, and I felt that my body was hollowed out.

However, there seem to be more people this year than in previous years.

A month later, tens of thousands of school-age teenagers wandered outside Feilai Peak to plead.

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 in 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 a bit of true essence injected by the master, and the exhaustion and depression seemed to go 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.

The nobles are okay, at least you can try other Xiaoxianmen, but the civilians are impossible. The journey is far away, the bandits are rampant, the beasts are infested, the money is not enough, the parents have parents...any one of the above can block their 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 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, alone cannot grow, alone cannot last," 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, within a hundred years, All nations and people will think that what Kun-Lai did is right."

It's not that he doesn't know about the Legacy Bead Club and what it means to them, but what about it?

Once the buyer's market and the seller's market are reversed, there are far more troubles than this.

People's greed is hard to fill, and before Kun-Lai can't afford more spiritual resources, he will not open this opening 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 primaries are conducted in Kun-Lai, and if it is divided, the selection range will be wider.

"Don't even think about it." The paper man smiled faintly, "The monarchs of the countries will not sit and watch such fat. Zhongzhou did this, but from then on, the noble children who entered into the immortals were like mountains and seas, and the tails were big. Send someone 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 a teenager. The tuition fee is exempted for Shuanglinggen and above. Zalinggen needs three thousand Lingshi scholarships every year. I have statistics from Kunlai Xianshan that the appearance of Zalinggen. The rate is one in one hundred and twenty-nine people, and the appearance rate above Shuang Linggen is one in one in one hundred twenty thousand people. "The paper people thought of the hard work they had in school that year, "and they had to bribe managers when they recruited, and even more. It broke 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 piece of spiritual stone, he had to copy two thousand talisman records; it took more than a year to buy a book of the lowest level, and he was even reluctant to buy it. The spiritual food cultivation base is backward for this; I want to go to the mountain gate, but I heard that I was kicked out because I didn’t have the money to bribe...

This should be his original intention for the selection of the questioning stone. The opportunity selection is far fairer than the selection. The disciples selected by Xizhou’s general election will certainly regard the outer elimination exam as a hell, but if they have really experienced the suffering of ordinary low-level monks in Central Continent, I'm afraid to 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 he was a little confused. Could it be that he owed someone to him in the past thousand years?

This is not his own style. He always repays whoever owes money immediately, and he can't stand the debt.

"Master?" Feng Qingxiu asked when seeing the paper man in a daze.

"It's okay, take a rest, there are still several countries." The paper man waved.

"Okay." Feng Qingxiu smiled slightly and opened her chest.

The paper man stuck it expertly. After all, it is now a ray of divine thought, and it can use the true essence of Xiaoqing's inheritance to restore his 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.

Feng Qingxiu straightened out her clothes, pressed the button through 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, with a paw on the ground, and then stared at the shadow coldly. .

And the invisible sword energy flew out to comfort the shadow at the fingertips.

The paper man master is a little confused, Xiaoqing seems to be less and less respectful of the paper man...Instead, he is more like it—a programmer who was obsessed with Japanese comics in his previous life had an attitude toward the goddess figure.

Is it an illusion?

——

The inside of Feilai Peak is naturally calm and stable, but the outside is completely different.

The unsuccessful people cried out with all kinds of grief and anger, and the previous insider 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 nobles.

Here we are going to talk about the situation of the nations under Kun-Lai.

Except for choosing dragons and phoenixes, Kun-Lai never intervenes in the affairs of the mortal kingdom, so the authority of the countries is also very high, and because there are also Kun-Lai children in all localities and townships, although it is inevitable that there will be things about fish and meat villagers, they dare not go too far. , So they have known Kun-Lai’s bottom line for the nations—even if the nations are fighting each other, 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 me 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), and at the same time suppressing-the wolf-like heavy armored sergeant took a horse whip and threw a group. They ran away crying.

It just seems something is wrong this year.

The few who got the whip were almost beaten, and a few even suicided in anger in front of the sergeant.

They killed someone!

The hornet’s nest was stabbed, and the people stepped forward in anger. The sergeants had two fists hard to beat four hands and became everyone’s venting barrels. For self-defense, the sergeants had no time to pay attention to the request of the boss to use only whips, but they were secretly unconscious. Some people who came stabbed to death.

The conflict became bigger in an instant.

Under the fanfare, it quickly stretched 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 trouble, set fires to retaliate. For a time, fireworks burst into the city and smoke billowed.

"These people were premeditated before they were killed."

This movement naturally alarmed the Kun-Lai disciples stationed in the capital, but the other party was carefully prepared, only to find a few small fish.

If the other party didn't use the monk, they couldn't use the remaining true energy to distinguish the other party's actions.

But the chaos must first be put down.

The Peak Master Feilai immediately cast the rain-calling technique, but the rain-calling technique depends on the surrounding water vapor gathering. Recently, the autumn weather is cool 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.

The way of his true talisman was close to the true truth, and he was the favorite object of the robbery. After joining, the sky changed drastically almost instantaneously.

Rumble!

The sky was covered with clouds in an instant, 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, the people who wanted to make trouble also retracted 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 is clear at a glance whether the people who are still making trouble at this time are nails.

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.

…

"The underground waterway of the Great Xiao Kingdom has long been 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. If you remove the waterway valve in the rainstorm, you can make the water difference between the upper and lower water levels, and the sea of ​​fog can piping and 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 person who touched the Qin 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.

"It's common for the Kun-Lai gods to call the wind and call the rain, so it should be counted in." The person behind the curtain said calmly. "Although it is a mortal's plan, I don't know if you can wait for Kun-Lai to go to immortals and see me waiting for faith?"

"You wait for your faith to be 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 look at it."

"Is it my honor, I don't know the name of the god?" Fuqin asked casually.

Outside the curtain said: "Ji Yun is here."

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.