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"That's it." Everyone said silently in their hearts.

"So, only nine Taoist friends can exchange for treasures? How can we determine these nine people? Do you want to draw lots?" Mo Tie asked seriously.

Everyone around him looked at him as if he were a fool, and some couldn't help but laugh.

Yang Sha, however, had no intention of ridiculing at all, "Brother Mo, drawing lots depends entirely on luck. It's too childish and I'm afraid it won't convince everyone."

"What do you think?"

"The world of cultivation has always been based on strength. Whoever has a higher level of cultivation is qualified to get treasures. The rules of the Nine Talisman Sect back then were the same. Needless to say, there are just me, you, you, you, the nine of us. ”

As he spoke, he pointed at nine people, namely: Yang Sha himself, his wife Yin Sha, Mo Tie, Gui Lan, Feng Qitong, Zeng Yusong, Tuo Ye, Lou Xuan and a big man in black.

Yang Sha seemed to be pointing at him casually, but in fact, the people he pointed at were the nine people with the highest cultivation levels on the field. The first eight of them were all in the late stage of foundation building, and the last man in black was also at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

Yang Sha took the first step and stepped onto the stone platform, "Please come to the stage, eight fellow Taoists."

Naturally, there was no politeness and humility at this time. Tuoye and others looked at each other, stepped out of the crowd, and jumped onto the stage.

Yang Sha glanced at the audience, "Everyone, what are your opinions?" The monks who were not selected saw the great opportunity right in front of them, but they missed it. Who can be willing to do so?

It's just that the nine selected people are indeed the highest in cultivation, and they were designated by Yang Sha. The fierce flames of his husband and wife are still vivid in their minds, so who dares to object?

"I have an opinion!" a voice sounded.

The cultivators were shocked, who is so brave? They all turned around and saw that the person speaking was none other than Miss Yuru of the Zeng family.

Yang Sha's voice dropped, "What's your opinion?" Zeng Yuru said, "Of course! The rules say whoever is more capable is qualified. But it doesn't say whoever has a high level of cultivation is qualified, right?" She said. He snorted coldly, "Maybe some people have silver-like pewter spear heads, but they are not useful."

Although her words were harsh and harsh, there was some truth in them. A high realm does not necessarily mean a strong magical power. Some techniques focus on improving the realm, but their combat power is very average. There are even eminent Buddhist monks who have practiced all the way to the Mahayana realm, but have never had a fight with anyone.

Therefore, in the world of cultivation, it is not unusual for people of the same level to have someone in the early stage of foundation building fight against someone in the middle stage of foundation building, and in the middle stage of foundation building to kill someone in the late stage of foundation building. Of course, if it crosses a large level, such as a foundation-building monk killing a golden elixir monk, it would be very rare.

"Little sister, don't talk nonsense." Zeng Yusong offended all the masters on the stage after hearing her words and hurriedly stopped.

Zeng Yuru was also in the middle stage of foundation building and was a descendant of Zhou Xi's Zeng family. She didn't pay attention to the small sect present at all. She curled her lips and said, "Where am I talking nonsense? There are already people who are just pretending to be fake."

She took the lead, and someone immediately followed her, saying, "Xianzi Zeng is right. Since the victory is determined in the arena, how can we only look at the level of the realm?" The speaker was a tall and thin Taoist priest, wearing a yellow Taoist robe. , which is also the cultivation level in the middle stage of foundation building.

The big man in black at the end of the stage changed his expression and was about to speak. Suddenly Mo Tie slapped his head and said, "Haha, I thought of a good way. It won't hurt the harmony by fighting, and everyone present can get the treasure."

When everyone heard this, they were all refreshed. The white-bearded old man hurriedly said, "If you have any wise ideas, fellow Taoist, please tell me."

Mo Tie asked, "Fairy Feng, you just said that obtaining treasure depends entirely on the number of ink crystals. The more ink crystals, the higher the level of the treasure that can be exchanged?"

"um, yes."

"Haha, if that's the case, then why don't everyone present take out the black crystals on their bodies, and join hands with the nine of us to exchange the treasures. We note down the number of black crystals each Taoist friend took out, and then press each button after taking the treasures. It will be distributed according to the size of individual contribution.”

Lou Xuan shook his head and said, "But no matter how many Mo Crystals there are, each person can only redeem one treasure. How to distribute it? You can't break a magic weapon into thirty pieces, right?"

Mo Tie said, "This is easy to do. Although the treasure cannot be divided, it can be valued. Whoever wants the treasure will give the corresponding spirit stone to others. Wouldn't everyone be happy in this way?"

There was no expression on Yang Sha's face, "Brother Mo, hey..., well, since you said it, let's try it according to your idea. Fellow Taoists, do you agree with Mo Dao? Friends, please come out. There are nine of us on the stage. You can give your black crystal to any one of us."

Yun'er said softly, "Hey, this time the nerd seems to have come up with a good idea." Shi Feng smiled and said, "A good idea?" Yun'er asked curiously, "Isn't it..."

Sure enough, everyone present listened to Yang Sha's words, but no one responded and was willing to join forces with Mo Jing to get the treasure.

Yun'er was puzzled, "Why is this? I think the nerd's idea is a good one." Shi Feng said, "The idea is good, but it's a pity that people's hearts are not old!"

"how do I say this?"

"It's very simple. First, there is only one treasure. If you bring out the black crystal, you won't get the treasure. You can only get some spiritual stones, which is of little significance. But if you sell the black crystal outside, you can also get a lot of it. Lingshi, why should I join forces to take advantage of others? Secondly, wealth should not be revealed. If I give out too many black crystals in exchange for a large number of spiritual stones, what should I do if someone takes advantage of the wealth and secretly kills me? At this point, everyone sees Heluo Tower right in front of them, and they always want to have the opportunity to exchange for treasures. Who knows how the situation will change later? What if there is an opportunity to exchange treasures, but there is no Mo Crystal in the pocket? As for fellow sects, such as the Nine Talisman Sect and the King Kong Sect, they will naturally give the black crystals in their hands to the senior sister and senior brother. There is no need to say anything about this. "

Yang Sha called out twice, and suddenly someone responded, "I'm willing." As he spoke, a short, fat man walked out of the crowd, holding a storage bag.

Yang Sha was quite surprised, "Who are you going to give Mo Jing to to retrieve the treasure together?"

The short and fat man bowed and said, "I would like to give it to fellow Taoist Yang."

"Give me?"

"Exactly!"

Yang Sha moved his hand, and the storage bag flew up from the palm of the short and fat man and jumped into Yang Sha's hands. He swept his consciousness and said calmly, "How many spiritual stones do you want to exchange for?"

The short and fat man said politely, "It's just a few scattered black crystals, and two of them were given by fellow Taoist Yang before. I dare not discuss the price, but I am willing to give them to fellow Taoist."

Yang Sha rolled his eyes, "How can Yang be the one who takes other people's things for nothing!"

The short and fat man was not annoyed and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, then let's exchange it for the spiritual stone at the market price."

Yang Sha said, "Okay!" He turned his hand, and a small bag in his sleeve flew over. The short and fat man caught it without looking at it. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, thank you so much!" After that, he returned to the crowd.

Yun'er said, "Here! You talked nonsense, and it seems to make sense. Why are there still people out to trade?"

Shi Feng praised, "This fat guy is so smart! He's not making a deal, he's flattering! Did you see that this short fat guy just built a foundation? In terms of strength, he is the last on the field. No matter what, he won't be able to turn." When he is qualified to get the treasure, what can he get in exchange for the three or five pieces of black crystals? And the strength shown by Yin and Yang Shuangsha before was so amazing that even the Golden Pill cultivator was killed, and the two of them were so cruel. Who knows what will happen after taking the treasure? Why don't you give some black crystals to the Yin and Yang evil spirits and flatter them, in case of a fight, the other party may show mercy. "

After the short, fat man retreated, three more people stood up one after another. Without exception, they all respectfully presented their black crystals to Yang Sha.

However, after that, no one came forward.

Yang Sha half-smiled, "Brother Mo, it seems like no one responded to your method!" Mo Tie sighed and stopped talking.

Yang Sha continued, "In this case, Zeng family girl, as you see it, there is a difference in the arena. There are nine of us on the stage, and you can come up and challenge any one of us. But, huh, there are hundreds of people on the stage, If we compete one by one, when will the competition last?

Yang has already taken a step back, but he will never allow you to delay for too long. With a limit of one hour, the last nine people left on the stage are the ones who will retrieve the treasure this time.

If anyone is still giggling at that time, don’t blame me for being ruthless! "At the end of the sentence, the corners of his eyebrows immediately became ferocious.

"An hour? That's enough." Zeng Yuru was full of confidence, "But since it's a competition, is it necessary to set rules for winning and losing?"

Yang Sha said coldly, "The rules are not simple. Anyone who falls off the ring, or cannot get up within ten breaths after being knocked down, loses. Do you have any opinions? If not, let's start."

"Wait a minute, Fellow Daoist Yang." The one who spoke was not the monk in the audience, but the big man in black among the nine candidates on the stage.

"Do you have any objections?" Yang Sha glanced at him coldly.

The big man in black felt a chill in his heart and said hurriedly, "I don't dare. Of course there is no problem with fighting, but if you challenge the same person in turn, how can that person cope with it? Isn't it unfair?"

He is very shrewd, there are nine candidates on the stage, eight are in the late stage of foundation building, and he is the only one in the middle stage of foundation building.

As for fame, among the nine people, it goes without saying that they are both yin and yang. As long as there is no gain or loss, no one dares to challenge the couple. Guilan has a great reputation and is known as the "female butcher" in Zhongshan State. She just slaughtered her fellow sect members. Now, no one would dare to mess with her. Mo Tie is a fake alchemy monk, Zeng Yusong is a disciple of the Zeng family, and Feng Qitong and Lou Xuan are masters of the Nine Talisman Sect. Everyone in Zhongshan Kingdom has to sell them some face, not to mention that everyone is in the organization now, and they have to rely on them in the future. How could Jiufu Sect offend them?

After all this calculation, he, the foreign monk, was the best challenge target.

How could he cope if everyone challenged him?

Yang Sha touched his chin, "What you said makes sense. Let's set a rule. After a competition, the winner can rest for two-quarters of an hour to recover. In addition, restoring vitality requires pills and cannot be given away in vain. The winner pays and contributes. Let’s take two thousand spirit stones as a bet, and the loser has to give two thousand spirit stones to the winner. What do you think?”