Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

The time bomb that would have caused a huge conflict was silently quelled in this way.

It's not that no one doesn't want to condemn the destruction of the sacred stone, but that other things must be set aside in the face of the future of children and grandchildren.

The news that Kun-Lai opened up Feilai Peak to accept disciples had spread in the Great Xiao King Capital within an hour.

Feilaifeng!

That's Feilai Peak!

There is no such huge fairy that makes people bow their heads to worship that they don't kneel down.

Even the game of many children is to pinch a flying peak of oneself to see who pinches it more beautifully.

But they didn't expect that one day they would have the opportunity to set foot on Feilai Peak.

In their eyes, this flying behemoth is far more spiritual than the divine stone.

So soon, Feilaifeng was surrounded by the crowd.

Because Feilai Peak was still a few miles away from the capital and there were no people around, Feng Qingxiu was the master and opened some of the formations on Feilai Peak.

As soon as the sun bursts, the surrounding temperature rises, as if it is summer, and there is more breeze, so people don't have to worry about getting cold.

And in order not to make people hungry, they also gave each person a grain of rice.

Although it is only the most common crystal rice with the lowest price, one grain is enough for a mortal to need in a day, but many people just quietly put away the rice grains and hide them in the closest place. They would rather be hungry than eat.

However, even so, the gathering of tens of thousands of people is extremely misty and difficult to see.

The sergeants who came to maintain order during the Great Depression quickly repaired more than a dozen huts to prevent this group of people from becoming evil.

Countless people are grateful.

Ji Mingyu also breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Ye Han: "It was really not easy for you back then."

This kind of environment is simply a **** on earth, and the pampered Kun-Lai lady could not breathe before-although she is already a golden core, it is too terrifying for her to stay in this kind of environment.

Ye Han nodded, but he felt a little disapproving in his mind. The smell when he slept in the stable was much more than this, not to mention that he had to do a lot of work every day. This scene is simply not worth mentioning.

"It really is the eldest lady." The girl next to her snorted softly.

"Stop talking." Yuan Lie pulled her sleeves. "It's coming to us. Quickly tidy up her appearance."

Sergeants have already come to check the household registration, and they will go in after checking.

They have fled and fled these days, very embarrassed.

However, following this Mingyu girl, there is indeed the luck of turning bad luck into good luck. From encountering her, first when there was a riot, there was a message from the **** Fei Xian, saying that the gate of Feilaifeng Mountain was opened, and the dragon and the phoenix were selected and changed to the outside of the city. At that time, the people outside the city didn't even remember to go to the court to seek justice, so they went outside the city quickly, and the team turned from the tail of the dragon to the leader, but then, they didn't have to wait in line for a few more days.

I even sent out immortal grains——Yuan Lie looked at the slightly transparent, beautiful and plump rice grain in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and put it away.

His mother raised him extremely hard, so let's keep it for her mother.

Thinking of the individuals who had spread the rumors earlier, he sighed slightly.

Feilaifeng didn't go in one by one, they were all twenty people at a time, and they picked at the same time, and the speed was fast.

All four of them dialed in.

Stepping on the Xianfeng, it feels different right away, as if the air is full of power, just a few breaths will refresh people, not to mention the gorgeous Xianju like a monolithic stone.

Under the guidance of the immortal, he came to a hall and saw a young immortal dwelling on a boulder. Dim light was spreading along the rune in his hand to the boulder, causing countless runes to appear on the boulder.

"Don't panic, let's get started," the young fairy said calmly.

Twenty sets of paper and pen fell in front of everyone, and they had heard of the rules countless times. They had to draw the runes they saw, and the more they painted, the better.

Ji Mingyu showed Limao with a faint smile, and between raising his hands, the pen flew like a fly. With just a few breaths, he had finished drawing the more than three hundred runes above, so fast that he couldn't see his fingers.

Ye Han was okay, he drew more than a hundred in one go, and stopped writing until the stipulated time.

Yuan Lie tried his best to think about it, and after only writing about ten, he couldn't think of it again.

But the girl who was walking with him bit her pen and paper, but she couldn't draw any of them.

Damn it, she clearly remembered that those few patterns were very simple, and she could draw only a few strokes, so how could she not be able to write them all by herself?

"Time is up." The young immortal made a move, and no matter how hard everyone clenched their hands on the pen and paper to write for a while, the paper was taken back mercilessly.

The young immortal turned through a few pieces of paper very quickly, and pointed to the three of Yuan Lie, Ji Mingyu, and Ye Han: "You, pass. Others, but."

"Why!" The girl was furious, "You are cheating, and that character can't be drawn without the cultivation base."

But his roar was useless, and soon someone came in and dragged those disappointed people away.

The three people who passed were led to another room.

Feng Qingxiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Mingyu should be satisfied now. Master, I still don't understand the principle."

"These runes are calculated after simplification. If there is a spiritual root, it can easily resonate with the spiritual root, and you can write it by raising your hand. The level of comprehension can be seen from their first understanding of the magic. There is no spiritual root, so naturally I can’t write it.” The paper man replied, “Actually, people are born with spiritual roots, but the spiritual roots are large and small, long and short. Many mortals’ spiritual roots are too weak in those sects. On the test stone, if it can't be detected, it is a mortal without spiritual roots."

This rune is actually a union. You have good spiritual roots and low comprehension. You can write it by the resonance of spiritual roots and runes.

Your spiritual roots are weak, but your comprehension is high, and you can write it by your comprehension.

If your spiritual roots are not good and your comprehension is not good, then I'm really sorry, we in Kun-Lai have no chance with you, and you will come again in your next life.

"I think those who steal the runestones want to unravel how my comprehension is." The paper man lay on his hand and said calmly, "But it's too difficult for them."

He walked so far along Fudao that ordinary people couldn't even eat ashes.

Even with a genius who can become a master, he is unparalleled in mental arithmetic, and it is also difficult to compete with a computer for computing power.

"Master, does that mean that everyone can become an immortal?" Feng Qingxiu asked suddenly, since everyone has spiritual roots, but they are different in size, if there are Yunfu Dao seeds to purify spiritual roots...

"That's natural." The paper man said calmly, "That mortal martial arts secret book, is it not a kind of cultivation, but mortal life has the end, not innate, it is loess in the end."

"It's the disciple who wants to go wrong." Feng Qingxiu recovered, raised her hand to give an order, and continued to recruit the next group of people.

He thought of a sentence written by the head in the general outline of the outer school before: If you don’t accumulate steps, you can’t reach a thousand miles, you don’t accumulate small currents, and you can hardly become a river. My generation of cultivators walks on the fairy roads, and since they have inherited the past, they have done their best to expand the fairy road. , Calculate for one's own descendants, and for the long-term future, consider the present first.

Even if it is truly humane and saintly, it is the path they are taking.

He touched Master, thinking that he should hang around his neck when he is free.

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The capital of Great Xiao Kingdom, the inner city.

After the bead curtain, one person raised his hand to play the piano and listened to the report.

"The Kun-Lai disciple drove Feilai Peak, a group of short-sighted civilians no longer want to make trouble with us, the plan is blocked, the chief, what should we do next?"

"The crowd of mobs is difficult to become a general trend. I expected that it would only disturb the sight of them." The man who played the piano pulled the strings, his voice was calm, "What did Xiao Yuan say?"

"I heard that the person in charge of Kun-Lai's dispatch this time is too high, so the foreign aid invited is no longer willing to make another move." The subordinate replied.

"The status is too high-what happened to Xiao Yuan?" Fuqin asked.

"Kun-Lai has sent people to arrest him. Now he seems to be deeply affected. He is resting in our place and wants us to help him leave Xizhou."

"The price of helping him is a bit too high, so please comfort it first, and keep it useful."

"Yes!"

"Kun-Lai--" the man sighed softly, and he seemed to love and hate in his words, "Prepare the final plan."

"The leader... the Bead Club?" The subordinate seemed to hesitate.

"Always let Kun-Lai see our determination, the Bead Club, doesn't it exist because of this?" His piano sound was soothing and there was no fluctuation.

"Yes!"