Chapter 142 [The Battle of Pulling People]
"Such words can only be called serious nonsense if they come out of your mouth." Mu Feng looked white and incompetent with disdain, and smiled bitterly.
It is true that the Heavenly Dao Sect is afraid of killing, but he has never seen the incompetence to show mercy, according to his words, he kills because those people can no longer live, but whether he can live this boundary I am afraid that even he himself does not have a clear boundary.
"Thank you uncle for me, I'll return you after the competition."
Because now there is really no blade available in his hand, the effect of the Sanqing sword style without a sword will be greatly reduced, but he didn't expect that incompetence was to give himself charcoal in the snow at this juncture, and in addition to Mu Feng's gratitude, he was also curious about Yun Bei, but he didn't expect his mind to be so delicate that he could prepare it in advance even if he needed a sword.
"What else? I'm in charge, and I'll give you this sword. Impotent glanced at Mu Feng with disdain and replied.
"You're in charge?" Mu Feng looked at the righteous Ling Ran on the side in astonishment, looking generous and incompetent.
In the face of Mu Feng's question, Incompetence also looked at him with a subtle expression, and the two of them looked at each other like this on the stone steps, and after a while, they both laughed and laughed, attracting many cultivators around to look at him with a curious look.
When the two of them entered the arena of the Immortals Society, the square of Nuoda was already crowded with people, and the space between the ten rings was crowded with all kinds of cultivators, among which there were some elders with extraordinary bearing and immortal spirits.
Although they also stood around the ring as spectators, there were one or two young monks standing respectfully to the right and left of them, and the other monks kept a certain distance from them, and their eyes were full of awe.
The other monks laughed and talked to each other in twos and threes, and they looked like they were rejecting people thousands of miles away, and they didn't understand the amorous feelings.
Although Qingxuanzong had suffered such a big change before, the number of people who came to observe the second round of the group of immortals was unabated, far more than in the first round of the competition, and it was seen that there were already as many as one or two thousand people gathered in the square at this moment, and on the long stone steps behind them, as well as between the mountain and forest roads below, there were still many cultivators who continued to gather here.
"Why are there so many people?" Mu Feng frowned slightly, looking at the lively square in front of him with a puzzled expression.
"It's normal, it's the second round." The incompetent, who was standing beside him, nodded calmly and replied.
Because of his incompetent identity, he is wearing a white robe with gold trim at this moment, and his chest is embroidered with the logo pattern of a sitting monk who looks like the Heavenly Dao Sect, this robe Mu Feng also knows something, this is the symbol of the chief disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, which is much brighter than the color of the robes of ordinary disciples like Yinkong and Yinshi.
But even with such a subtle difference, it still made many cultivators around him particularly concerned, so whether there was a place or not became the focus of everyone's onlookers, Mu Feng was very helpless Because of the incompetence, the surrounding cultivators frequently looked at them, as if they were watching some unknown creature.
"Those aren't here to compete, are they?" Mu Feng looked at some of the elderly people in the distance, one of the necessary conditions for participating in the Immortal Society was a young cultivator under the age of twenty, obviously they were not qualified to participate.
"They're all here to dig people. In the second round, no matter how successful or lost the remaining forty people are in the next competition, there will be a large number of people waiting to take them under their command. By the way, you don't have a fairy gate, and those people also have a few decent fairy gates, why don't you think about it? β
Impotent looked at these elders and chuckled at Mu Feng and replied.
"Uh~ Let's talk about it."
The voice of impotence was very loud, and these cultivators around him had paid special attention to them, but as soon as he said this, even several white-haired elders on the side, who were dressed in their own immortal sect noble clothes, and their status was not low, all looked at him with a puzzled expression, which made Mu Feng a little embarrassed.
Sure enough, one of the old men in a red brocade robe, who was thin and kind-eyed, walked from the crowd to Mu Feng, one on the left and one on the right, following two young cultivators.
"Old man, Great Elder of the Divine Power Sect, Cong'an." When the old man came to Mu Feng and Incompetence, he first frowned slightly and glanced at Incompetence with a slightly suspicious expression, and then he bowed his hand slightly and whispered to Mu Feng.
"Well, I've seen my seniors." Mu Feng was slightly surprised, and the incompetence on the side was actually stealing fun, although he felt a sense of aggrieved in his heart, he could only respectfully return the salute in front of the public.
"Hehe, you're Mu Feng, right? Sure enough, he is handsome and extraordinary. Cong'an, who claimed to be the Great Elder of the Divine Power Sect, smiled and nodded, stretched out his hand and gently raised Mu Feng's saluting hand, which was also a kind of humbling and degrading ceremony for the etiquette between cultivators.
"It's the juniors. I wonder what the predecessors have to teach me? β
Mu Feng felt very unhappy in his heart, looking at the incompetence on the side as if he was a person who had nothing to do, he didn't care about his life or death at a glance, and he actually smiled and laughed with the monks around him.
But after thinking about it, Mu Feng could only accept his fate, who made him the chief disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect? The chief of one of the three major immortal sects, this status is not low, who on the continent doesn't give him some face.
Perhaps it is precisely because of such a respected identity that the two are not comparable, incompetent and self-acquainted with everyone has no severance, but Zhuo Zichen looks unpleasant with his superior and domineering appearance.
"I can't talk about teaching, haha, I heard that you haven't had the opportunity to enter the immortal gate to concentrate on cultivation, maybe this is called fate." Cong'an smiled sincerely, waved his hand, and looked at Mu Feng seriously, making Mu Feng feel indescribable.
"Eh, forgive the younger generation for being stupid, what do the seniors want to say?"
At this moment, Mu Feng of course knew in his heart, there was no doubt that this guy in front of him was just trying to dig his corner, looking at the many elders around him with different expressions and complex expressions, which made Mu Feng quite a headache, I was afraid that there would be a lot of them if he sent this away.
"Well, the old man will be blunt. Cultivation is not a one-person business, and it is even more impossible to cultivate at the end of the day. You have a good foundation and are gifted and intelligent, and if there is no one to guide you, it is really a great pity in the cultivation world. Although my Divine Power Sect is not as famous as the three major immortal sects, it is also a head and face in the mainland, and it has been established ......for a hundred years."
"From the old man, you still have a head and a face? Don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say it? Little brother, don't listen to him, I am the pavilion master of Tianchi Pavilion, Huo Ge, I will also open the skylight to say bright words, if Brother Mu Feng comes to my Tianchi Pavilion, the position of the chief disciple must be you! What do you think? β
Just before Cong'an finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing a beautiful mountain and river robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, and a distinguished middle-aged man walked out of the crowd with a heroic laugh, and interrupted him without any emotion.
"Hogg, do you mean that my Divine Power Sect is not as good as your Tianchi Pavilion?" Cong'an's face suddenly changed gloomy, and he looked directly at this Cheng Biting Jin who was killed halfway.
"Of course not, but as far as I know, you have promised a child named Liuyun, and the chief position of the Divine Power Sect will be given to that child, right? What other sincerity can you Shentong Sect show to make Mu Feng Xiaoyou subordinate to your Shentong Sect? β
Seeing that the two cultivators who were also a little famous were arguing because of themselves, not only him, but also many cultivators in the square of Nuoda who had advanced to the second round and had not yet reached the Immortal Gate were also facing the olive branches sent by these cultivators who were rarely seen on weekdays.
"Eh, eh, lottery. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mu Feng is a friend of the juniors, and he doesn't know him well when he first arrives, I'll take him to the lottery first, and the two seniors have finished discussing, let's talk in detail, okay? β
Just when Mu Feng was in a dilemma and didn't know how to refuse the enthusiasm of the two, the incompetence finally came out to solve the siege, and the attitude was sincere that people couldn't find fault with it, and came to the two people who were arguing endlessly with red faces and almost fighting, grabbed Mu Feng's hand from between the two of them, and pulled Mu Feng out while apologizing.
"Haha, don't get in the way, don't get in the way, incompetent little friend, we're looking forward to your performance."
"Mm-hmm, we'll talk more about that later."
Although the two were a little displeased, the one who came to make trouble was incompetent after all, and they could only pretend to be calm and let Mu Feng go.
Mu Feng, who was led into the crowd by incompetence, breathed a sigh of relief, and stared at the side with a resentful face, smiling, looking incompetent.
"Oh, the Divine Power Sect is not bad, but his position as the chief disciple has already been promised to others, so you don't need to go. Tianchi Pavilion, that Hogg has some skills, but the door rules are too lax, there are no more than 100 people, and it is not interesting to be the chief of 100 people. β
Under the direct gaze of Mu Fengyin in the face of Mu Feng's cruel complaint, it was actually a serious explanation with a red face and a heartbeat, the whole thing was originally caused by him, but now it seems as if he saved Mu Feng.
"I've never seen such a shameless person as you, but you're still the chief disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect. By the way, they seem to know me well? β
People are invincible if they are shameless, and incompetence interprets this truth very well, Mu Feng is also helpless against him, and then asked in a low voice with a slight frown and some doubts.
"Of course I know, in the first round, their people were already paying attention to every contestant, not to mention knowing you, are there any forty people who advanced to the second round that they don't understand?" Incompetently replied with a blank glance at Mu Feng.
"Hehe, it's really interesting to use the position of the chief disciple to win people over, the position of the chief disciple seems to be really worthless. In this way, I can just find a decent immortal to be the chief? β
As soon as Mu Feng thought of the two people who had argued because of himself before, he couldn't cry or laugh, one was the Great Elder and the other was the Pavilion Master, and they actually demolished each other in public, not for anything else, but to convince themselves. For the first time, Mu Feng felt that he was actually quite valuable, and this kind of satisfaction always seemed to make people feel comfortable.
"Phew, do you really think the chief disciple is so easy to do? Of course, their immortal sects were not large in scale, and the selection of the chief was not very strict, unlike me who was tired like a dog all day long in the sect. β
Mu Feng's obvious insinuation is incompetent, how can he not hear it?
"Well, I don't feel it at all!" Mu Feng quipped with a light smile.
"Although they have now promised you the position of chief disciple, do you dare to go? After you go to all kinds of rules, all kinds of daily affairs need you to do it yourself, or it won't be long before you can't bear it, if you can stick to it, you won't say anything, if you can't stick to it, they will bring back another person to take your place, and when the time comes, don't say that the position of the chief disciple is not guaranteed, maybe it's not as good as an ordinary disciple, and expect them to take extra care of you? β
Incompetence hesitated slightly, changed his previous laughing and indecent expression, and looked at Mu Feng seriously and analyzed it.
After listening to the incompetent explanation, Mu Feng immediately had a feeling of sudden realization, it was indeed as he said, after all, there was only one chief disciple of an immortal sect!
"So their promise is just a faΓ§ade?" Mu Feng frowned slightly and replied in a deep voice.
"Not quite, after all, if you agree, they will definitely provide you with some better treatment. But the position of chief is undoubtedly a disguise, and these guys change the chief more often than they change clothes. Impotence shook his head slightly, and turned to look at some of the cultivators who were being surrounded and lobbied by a group of cultivators in the distance, looking at them with happy smiles on their faces, it was obvious that they were moved by the persuasion of these fooling kings.
Mu Feng looked at these cultivators who had advanced to the second round one by one happily enjoying being watched by the onlookers and giving olive branches, and he also smiled bitterly and shook his head again and again, if it weren't for his incompetence, he might not be able to withstand their persuasion. After all, the chief disciple of an immortal sect is still quite bluffing.
They promise you today, and after you enter the immortal gate and make an oath, maybe one day you will find a reason to get rid of you, and then run to give the same promise to others, the purpose is very simple, is to gather more potential young forces.
These immortal sects are a group of people who only care about the eyes of the rats in front of them, when Yinkong and they once mentioned it to Mu Feng, take the incompetent chief position as an example, it was after ten years of various tests, both strength and conduct have extremely strict requirements before being sent to the position of chief disciple.
In other words, the incompetent chief can be said to be the one who is expected by everyone in the Heavenly Dao Sect, and he can't be sloppy at all, looking at them? I don't know each other, I promise myself at will with the word fate at first sight, and the immortal gate is extremely important, it can be said that it is a seat that is loved by thousands of people, if I am not deeply involved in the world, I am afraid that it will be the same as those cultivators around who have advanced to the second round, and will be deceived by temptation to kneel on the spot to worship the teacher.