"Everyone, the contemptible Han Ziyuan is the host of this Heavenly Chosen Conference, some of you know me, some don't know me, but it doesn't matter, I just hope you can do your best and be worthy of yourself!" Han Ziyuan took two steps forward, and a clear voice resounded throughout the mountainside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After hearing Han Ziyuan's words, those monks' hearts began to get excited, even those disciples who were extremely calm, because the Heavenly Chosen Conference had begun!

The rules of each Chosen Meeting are different, but I don't know what kind of method it will be this time.

Looking at the young monks in front of him who were full of hopeful eyes, Han Ziyuan smiled and didn't speak, but just beckoned to a deacon next to him, while the middle-aged deacon walked to the stage with a somewhat ugly face, looked at Ziyuan Zhenren with complicated eyes, saw Ziyuan Zhenren nodded, and then exhaled deeply and began to loudly announce the rules of this Heavenly Election Conference.

"The rule of this Heavenly Election Conference is to break into the Prison Desolate Tower, the first thirty will pass directly, and the Spirit Realm monks before the age of thirty will still break into the Prison Desolate Tower!"

And as soon as his words fell, all the monks on the scene were in an uproar, especially those disciples of the big family, who felt that their brains were a little overwhelmed, because this was completely different from the information they had received in advance.

Not only that, but the other two Qi Spirit Realm real people in the secluded courtyard were also shocked, and they all turned their heads to look at Han Ziyuan who was casual, and one of the slightly older male real people asked, "Han Zhenren, why are there such big changes in the rules this time?"

Another female real person also looked at Han Ziyuan with a puzzled face, waiting for Han Ziyuan's answer.

Han Ziyuan didn't say anything for the first time, just quietly looked at the children of the family on the platform, full of disdain between smiling and smiling.

"Han Zhenren, I don't know?" The male real person was a little impatient.

Glancing at the anxious Song Hui, Han Ziyuan said in a low voice, "What doubts does Song Zhenren have?" Knowing that this Qi Realm True Person named Song Hui was wondering why the rules of the Heavenly Election Conference had changed, Han Ziyuan didn't seem to know about it.

"Han Zhenren, according to the contemptible understanding, this Heavenly Election Conference should be to select quasi-disciples in the form of a ring battle, and the Spirit Realm cultivators before the age of thirty can directly enter the secluded ****, why did the rules change, but we don't know anything?"

The actual situation is indeed as Song Hui said, not only Song Hui, but also another real person in the Guangling City Courtyard, Bai Yu, also did not know about this change in the rules, this Bai Yu was also the female monk who looked like she was in her early thirties.

"Song Zhenren, I know what you're worried about, but this change of rules is not my decision, three days ago I received a decree from Moli Zhenjun from Benshan, and there is a change in the rules of this Heavenly Election Conference, and not only my Guangling City, but all the Heavenly Election Conferences in the three southwestern states are the same rules!"

"Mo Li Zhenjun!?" Song Hui trembled in his heart, and said with some fear: "Mo Li Zhenjun is out of the customs?" Bai Yuzhen on the side also felt nervous after hearing Han Ziyuan's words, and also looked at Han Ziyuan nervously, waiting for her answer.

Laughing softly, Han Ziyuan smiled: "What, scared?" Han Ziyuan's voice was full of playfulness, and Song Hui's expression was also quite ugly, and he heard Han Ziyuan continue, "That's right, Shizun is out of the customs, and he has successfully awakened Tianchongluo!"

Although the voices of several people were not loud, Su Zizhan could hear them clearly, from the conversation between the three people, to be precise, from the conversation between the two people, Su Zizhan heard a few percent of the meaning, the first is that the change of the rules of this Heavenly Election Conference is determined by his own master who has not yet met, the second is that his master is already a true monarch monk in the Tianchong Realm, and the third is that this secluded mountain is probably also a force dumping, and he does not want to be so peaceful on the surface.

Just when the new rules of the Heavenly Chosen Conference were announced in the secluded courtyard, this similar conversation was also happening at the same time in the secluded mountain thousands of miles away, and the two people who were talking were really Su Zizhan's cheap master Mo Li and the secluded mountain master Zhenjun Han Tang!

"Senior Brother Mo, will you force those people too hard with such a big move this time?" It was Han Tang who spoke, that is, Han Ziyuan's father, Han Tang looked in his forties, with a white face and a clear outline, although he was not the kind of handsome guy, but he had a unique charm, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Han Ziyuan.

"Senior Brother Han, I know what you're worried about, but how many young and handsome men have you seen in my secluded mountains over the years?" Mo Li's voice was still cold, and his tone didn't change much.

"Although there are no particularly outstanding people in the younger generation, we can still slowly figure it out!" Han Tang put forward his own thoughts.

Mo Li, who had been expressionless, suddenly smiled and said in a low voice: "I know that Senior Brother's method is the most peaceful, but our time is running out!"

"Senior Brother Mo is a little too much, you just woke up Tianchong, and I am also a Tianchong Realm cultivator, time shouldn't be a problem for us!" Han Tang couldn't keep up with Mo Lizhenjun's thoughts for a while.

"Senior brother, I have always felt the same as you that I can slowly talk about the suppression of family power in the way of boiling frogs in warm water, more than seventy percent of the disciples of the secluded **** over the years are the children of the family, and the children of the secluded family of the mountain occupy the fifth layer, many ordinary monks have little chance of worshipping my secluded mountain, and now the quota is not even less than the third layer, and those family children know their character better than the senior brother than me, what do you think will happen to our secluded mountain by relying on them?" Mo Li Zhenjun said as he looked at the dense clouds and mist that were constantly changing.

"I know the seriousness of this matter, and the previous plan was also made by you and me, but why did you suddenly speed up the progress so much?" Han Tang wondered.

Frowning, Mo Li Zhenjun suddenly asked a somewhat unexpected question: "Senior brother, I wonder if you know if you know about the recent changes in prices in the mortal world?"

Han Tang was a little strange about Mo Lizhenjun's question, but he knew that his junior brother would never be untargeted, so he asked in a deep voice: "Please also ask the junior brother to make it clear!"

"About ten years ago, the price of grain in Yongzhou, which is under the jurisdiction of Xuantian Dao Palace, began to rise, and it has more than tripled today, and three years ago, Yongzhou's iron began to be purchased in large quantities, although the Taiping Dao in the north is later, but the same situation has happened, even if I am in Qizhou!"

Han Tang is not a stupid person, otherwise he would not have become the head of the secluded mountain, although Mo Li Zhenjun is talking about things in the mortal world, but when he heard the words and knew the elegant meaning, Han Tang understood what Mo Li Zhenjun meant after pondering in his heart.

"It's the same compared to the land of the Jin Kingdom!" Han Tang seemed to be asking questions, and he was also asking and answering himself.