Chapter 123: Guanfeng Small Meeting

Guanfeng Small Meeting

This Guanfeng Small Meeting was named after a small peak at the highest point of the Jin Bo Sect. This Guanfeng Mountain had been cast with space secret arts by True Person Pang. It looked like a small mountain, but it actually had its own world, enough to accommodate thousands of people to listen to the Dao and watch the ceremony. Many major events of the Jin Bo Sect were arranged on Guanfeng Mountain, and this small meeting today was no exception. True Person Pang did not appear, but the elders sent incarnations, which also showed the importance attached to this so-called small meeting. Ruan Ci sat among the guests from the outer sect, twisting a hair of Wang Wang Wang Panpan in her hand, turning it around boredly, listening to the Jin Dan deacon on the stage saying some scene words.

This was the first time she had participated in such a sect election fight. After all, the Shangqing Sect didn't need to use this method to select talents. Excellent disciples were sent directly to places like Hengze Heaven to fight. Yesterday, Li Li Pingyan had to tell her a lot of rules for sect fighting. This kind of fighting was divided into many types. Some were for the sect to select talents internally. For example, although Li Li Pingyan's master was not around, he was still valued by the sect because he was always invincible in sect fighting. Otherwise, Hengze Heaven would not be his turn.

This kind of fighting, the prizes were usually cultivation materials, as well as opportunities to ask sect elders for techniques and go to secret realms to experience. The general rule was to stop at the point. If one intentionally severely injured the opponent, bad luck might be dealt with by sect rules. However, under the eyes of the teachers, there would be no major chaos. Naturally, this kind of small competition and big competition in the sect would not have the opportunity for outsiders to participate.

This Guanfeng Small Meeting belonged to another kind of fighting event. If a sect obtained some hot and rare spiritual materials and felt that it was unable to keep them, or simply didn't intend to keep them, it would send out books and invitations to friends, each bringing some treasures and spiritual jade, setting up various rewards, and seeing who could finally get the treasure. Such small meetings were sometimes tense, and even became the inducement for sect wars. Therefore, this kind of small meeting had no rules against killing or injuring opponents. Everyone relied on their own abilities, and life and death were determined by fate. If a sect disciple was killed in such a small meeting, very few people from the sect would come to find trouble.

Since Ruan Ci was a noble guest of the Shang Sect and was a guest at the Jin Bo Sect, the Jin Bo Sect naturally had to send her an invitation. She now had a lot of family wealth, most of which were given by Jiang Jiang Jiang Youwen, and she had nowhere to spend it. She casually poured tens of thousands of spiritual jades to fill the rewards, which did not weaken the prestige of Shangqing. In addition, there were cultivators from nearby Mao Sect and En Sect who brought rewards that only added a grid, which was neither as practical as the spiritual jade given by Ruan Ci, nor as difficult to obtain as the "Full Bed Clear Dream" newly obtained by the Jin Bo Sect.

This "Full Bed Clear Dream" was a strange object that was accidentally born in mortal dreams. It lived on dreams. Once it fell into a mortal dream, it often left legends like "a dream of yellow millet." For cultivators who practiced time techniques, it was a precious medicine that could be used for Jin Dan. But this thing had always appeared in mortal countries, but it was very difficult to capture. The Jin Bo Sect opened this Guanfeng Small Meeting in a hurry. Otherwise, if it waited for a year or a half, I am afraid that cultivators from the north of the Central Continent would come to ask for an invitation. Even if it was only half a month, there were one or two hundred guests from outside the sect—except for Ruan Ci from the Shangqing Sect, other sects that brought gifts would not miss the opportunity. Anyway, there were plenty of Foundation Establishment disciples, even in the Ping Sect. Regardless of whether they were red or green, as long as they were brought, they were all stuffed into the small meeting. Even if it was just to open their eyes, it was good. If they could luckily get a good ranking, it was all profit. If they went a step further, and it was good luck from heaven, they got the "Full Bed Clear Dream"...

This was probably really a dream. The selection for this Guanfeng Small Meeting was very strict. At the beginning, it was naturally fighting in pairs, which was the simplest. After the disciples dropped to less than a hundred, they began to fight on the ring. There were ten rings in total, so ten ring masters stood to the end. The ring master who defeated the fewest enemies began to choose people to challenge. This cycle repeated, deciding the ranking. The person who stood to the end could pick the "Full Bed Clear Dream" and collect it into his own Qiankun bag.

Although it was a small meeting, there were still more than a thousand Jin Bo Sect disciples participating. Guanfeng Mountain was also full of laughter, with various battle-watching high platforms, looking at the field from afar. Not only did Nascent Soul True Person incarnations come, but Jin Dan cultivators, Foundation Establishment disciples who did not participate in the competition, and even Qi Refining disciples came to join in the fun. I am afraid there were tens of thousands of people gathered on Guanfeng Mountain. It could be seen from the fact that such a scene could be gathered in ten days. At this time, the field was still messy, and everyone could not settle in their places. Ruan Ci stood on the high platform and watched for a while, turned back and smiled, "It's really fresh. It turns out that small sects use this method to resolve contradictions. It's also right. Nascent Soul True Persons are not as long-lived as Cave Heaven True Persons. Without teachers to make decisions, I am afraid that many good materials will sink. Mao Sect talents are few, and they can't afford to be buried. Therefore, they have to try every means to let the outstanding talents stand out. Unlike the Shang Sect, where geniuses emerge in large numbers, everyone relies on their own luck, which is two different worlds."

She was a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, so naturally she had a high platform. At this time, spiritual pets and servants were cheering for Ruan Ci behind her. Li Li Pingyan could not come over on the surface. Seeing Seeing Tianlu was excited and nervous, walking back and forth in the room, and the little bear ran back and forth with him. Wang Wang Wang Panpan was lazily flicking its tail and said, "This is not worth envying. It's like playing monkey shows. Even if you win the fighting meeting, what about it? Where is the real world where there are opponents of equal cultivation waiting for you on the opposite side? Flying and flying, I don't know where a flying sword suddenly takes your life. That is the real fighting. If your cultivation is not as good as the opponent, you won't even know how you died."

Since she was exposed as the most powerful big monster in the North Nether Continent—actually, it couldn't be said to be exposed, Wang Wang Wang Panpan never lost its reason, "I only said I was the most powerful big monster in the North Nether Continent, but I didn't say there were many monsters in the North Nether Continent"—Wang Wang Wang Panpan had been listless for the past few days, and it was rare for it to say a long string of words. Ruan Ci smiled slightly at it, got up and said, "Alright, I'm going. You are not allowed to cheer for me. I have a thin face and can't listen to this."

Hu Pu smiled slightly and didn't speak. Wang Wang Wang Panpan hummed, "You are overthinking. Shangqing high disciple, isn't it natural to win against anyone here? Still need to cheer for you? You have this face, we don't have it."

Ruan Ci scratched her face and said, "I know, big monster." She turned and jumped off the high platform. Wang Wang Wang Panpan's hair exploded, and it hissed at her back. After Ruan Ci flew far away, it turned around and licked its hair as if nothing had happened. After a while, it dispatched Seeing Seeing Tianlu, "Hey, the one with horns, you go out and ask how the handicap of this small meeting came about."

Seeing Seeing Tianlu asked ignorantly, "Handicap? What is a handicap?"

Wang Wang Wang Panpan's eyes flashed with essence, and just as it was about to teach Seeing Seeing Tianlu well, Hu Pu had already smiled and got up to arrange manpower. Before long, someone came back and presented a book, "Hundreds of handicaps have been opened, from the ranking order to the candidates for the championship, and even the survival of the last few people, and the number of people injured have handicaps. The numbers in the book change at any time. If you want to bet, inject your aura into the book, and naturally someone will come to collect the spiritual jade."

Seeing Seeing Tianlu listened with fascination, and his mouth couldn't help but grow bigger and bigger. Wang Wang Wang Panpan looked at it and felt it was an eyesore, called him closer, kicked him, and said, "If you don't play with these gambling games now, how can you gamble on luck when you reach Nascent Soul and Cave Heaven in the future? Listen to me, bet three thousand spiritual jades on Li Li Pingyan now, and bet that he can win the championship!"

Seeing Seeing Tianlu was startled and shouted, "But, but this is absolutely impossible! If Li Li Langjun wins the championship, doesn't it mean that Miss Ci, Miss Ci—"

Wang Wang Wang Panpan grinned and said, "Going out to experience, it's not strange to die outside, is it?"

At this time, even the bear cub could see that something was wrong, holding Seeing Seeing Tianlu and whimpering, as if comforting Seeing Seeing Tianlu. This meaning might not be understood by cultivators, but a group of monsters on the stage understood it very well, and they all laughed. Wang Wang Wang Panpan shouted, "Wow, saying I lied, is there a word I said that is false?"

This kind of cat shouting and deer calling, fighting for half a day, Hu Pu took out a Qiankun bag, handed it to the boy, and said, "Just follow what Miss Wang Wang Panpan said, bet three thousand spiritual jades on Li Young Master to boost his momentum."

Three thousand spiritual jades were not a large number for Jin Dan cultivators. The boy's expression didn't change, and he held the Qiankun bag and went down. Wang Wang Wang Panpan shouted, "Hey! This is yours, I won't take advantage of you."

It spat out a brocade bag from its mouth and threw it to the boy. The boy was a bit embarrassed. Hu Pu smiled, "It doesn't matter, then these three thousand will be counted as mine."

He said to Wang Wang Wang Panpan, "Originally, there were some gambling games in the sect, and I also joined in the fun. I didn't think about manipulating the market. We monsters are born ignorant and less intelligent. After turning into human form, we have less heart than the human race. Miss Wang Wang Panpan is resourceful and proficient in this way. I admire you."

Wang Wang Wang Panpan was praised and beamed with joy. Whatever she wanted to say was about to blurt out, but at the moment of opening her mouth, her pupils suddenly became vertical, looking at Hu Pu like a snake.

Hu Pu was sitting in the sun, his pale golden pupils were vertical, and the cat and tiger looked at each other for a long time. Wang Wang Wang Panpan turned her head and licked her paws. Hu Pu was touched by her, and couldn't help but raise his hand, paused, touched his chin, smiled and turned to Seeing Seeing Tianlu again, "If my three thousand spiritual jades win, how about I share half with Seeing Seeing Tianlu?"

Seeing Seeing Tianlu was still imagining how the so-called market manipulation should be done. He was a beat slow to understand Hu Pu's meaning, and was suddenly surprised and happy, panicked and didn't know what to do, "How much can three thousand spiritual jades win? I have never had so much money in my hands—" Over the years, he had taken countless rare treasures to Ruan Ci, but he had never left anything for himself.

Not to mention the group of monsters on the high platform watching the fun, let's talk about Ruan Ci. She leaped into the field and felt that this heaven and earth seemed to be divided into one field of imposing auras after another, and they would not affect each other. She nodded secretly, threw her token into one place, and stood in it. It was also a flash before her eyes, not knowing where she was teleported to. In front of her was an extra cultivator, looking about thirty years old, quite fierce. Seeing Ruan Ci, he clasped his fists and shouted, "Zhang of the Xitu Sect, I have met fellow Daoist!"

Ruan Ci also clasped her fists, "Ruan of Shangqing, fellow Daoist, nice to meet you." This Xitu Sect was not a World Sect or a Shang Sect, nor was it a Mao Sect near the Shangqing Sect. She had no impression of this name, but her etiquette was not lacking at all.

That Zhang's face changed drastically, but he shouted "Bitter!" and turned to break the token, shouting "I admit defeat," and was teleported out of the illusion array. Ruan Ci was slightly stunned in her heart, raised her hand and shouted, and was also amused. "How... how so sensible?"

This Guanfeng Small Meeting was not a life-and-death fight after all. As long as the token owner broke the token himself, he could admit defeat and quit, which was considered leaving a retreat. Both sides would report their family names before doing anything. Ruan Ci broke through three levels like this, and no one dared to fight her, no matter which sect's disciple it was. Only then did she know the prestige of the Shangqing Sect. She paced back and forth in the illusion array boredly, thinking in her heart, "In two more rounds, there will be only a hundred disciples left. Am I not going to win without fighting like this?"

Just as she was thinking this, a flash before her eyes, a female cultivator was teleported in. Her face was pale, and she clearly hadn't recovered from the previous round of confrontation. Ruan Ci clasped her fists, "Ruan of Shangqing, I have met fellow Daoist."

The female cultivator was clearly startled, took a few steps back, put her hand behind her waist, and held the hilt of the knife. Her face changed several times, clearly full of fear, but finally she bit her silver teeth and said, "Under True Person Fu of the Jin Bo Sect, Chuchu asks fellow Daoist for advice."

In fact, with her cultivation, she was not qualified to fight Ruan Ci at all. Ruan Ci originally intended to let her go. Hearing her report her family name, her heart also moved, and she smiled and said, "Finally here," then drew the Cold Frost Sword and smiled, "Under True Person Fu, very good, very good. Do you want to live? If you want to live, then immediately cut off this relationship and choose another master. Otherwise..."

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Actually, this chapter is a bit watery, but I wrote it on the road, and because I couldn't sleep well and was very dizzy, I had to make do with it. I will send a red packet to compensate everyone. I will go home today~ In addition, I modified the end of the previous chapter, but forgot to synchronize it to the draft box. The Guanfeng Small Meeting is in five days, not tomorrow.

After returning home, I can write well for a while.

I have watched "Qingyun Does Not Fall," "Needle Against Needle," "Worshiping the Wind," and "Hostile" these few days. They are all written quite well. They are novels from a certain station. I think it is very good that the logic of writing can be self-consistent. I can accept any setting. Personally, if the novel is mainly about falling in love, I can't read it at all if there are only descriptions above the neck.

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Thank you all very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ===== CHAPTER 130 =====