Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Decaying Roots

Li Qian's defeat at the moment is actually just a memory that was destined for a while. As one of the disciples that Martial God Yuan has carefully cultivated in the past few years, he has always thought too highly of himself, thinking that the entire Martial God Wall, except for him Li Qian, will not be able to stand up for a second person, plus Martial God Yuan has also paid a lot of resources and care for him on weekdays, so that he can have a place in this huge fantasy wine shop. If Martial God Yuan had not channeled his resources unlimitedly, but chose to tighten or not need to provide them, I believe that with his bad character, it would have been impossible for him to have the actions and status he has now. It seems that in his world, he doesn't know the truth that there are people outside the world, and the so-called brotherhood of the same room is so perfunctory and disdainful in his opinion.

Although Li Qian, as a disciple of Wu Shenyuan, has really become famous in his room in recent years, in fact, everyone in the workshop knows very well that Wu Shenyuan will definitely not put all the treasures on Li Qian's head, even if Li Qian is talented, I believe that the old rivers and lakes of Wu Shenyuan will not put the reputation of a house on a person's body, and Wu Shenyuan must still have a hand, and this hand must be their inventory at the bottom of the box.

Not long after Yu Chi Liuli won, the disciples in the field saw that from the wooden platform not far away, an old man rushed down in an instant. I saw that this old man fell silently in the referee area under the high pitch, and when no one was aware of it, he glanced at Yu Chi Liuli thoughtfully. After he had completely steadied himself, he leaned over the ear of an old scholar sitting in the referee area and whispered a few words.

I saw that after listening to the old man's words, the old scholar couldn't help but be a little excited and puzzled, and he argued with the old man for a while, and even the old scholar himself was a little red because of the fierce debate. And the rest of the scholars in the referee area also quickly surrounded the old man, and then seemed to be arguing for something like you and me, and even when it came to excitement, some old scholars would shake their heads in annoyance.

It's just that today's events are really too pompous, resulting in the noisy sound of the scene endlessly, and the waves of sound have brought the atmosphere of the whole venue to an extreme, no matter how hard the disciples who are close to the referee area want to hear any useful news from the quarrel in front of them, but this layer of noise interferes with them in vain.

Eventually, after several more heated debates, it was only possible to see that the old man gently patted the old scholar on the shoulder, and then from time to time pointed in the direction of the wooden platform, and shouted at the old scholar with seemingly great effort, and kept patting the old scholar on the shoulder for comfort.

In this way, Yu Chi Liuli stayed on top of Gao Jiao alone, and then waited quietly in place for a while.

"The act of entering the election is the foundation of my Phantom Wine Shop, and it is a prosperous strategy to provide my door with the best talents. As we all know, today's turbulent situation, rivers and lakes are constantly strife, in order to ensure that our fang can survive in this troubled world, our fang has this merit since the day of opening the door. However, those who have the ability in each room can enter the inner courtyard through this election every three years, so as to be loyal and responsible for our community. However, in order to ensure that the election can be better and faster for our workshop to select the talents of the day, the owner of our workshop, Murong Xuan, and the directors of the Phantom Wine Shop, proposed that each disciple participating in the election of this election need to show all their strength, and no longer have to say that they are comrades, and they do not have to worry too much about the injuries of their comrades。 ”

Soon, the reform strategy of the election was spread in each room, and Wei Chi Liuli, who was still on top of Gao at this time, was also personally conveyed by Yue Qinming to himself the temporary resolution in this workshop. For a while, the disciples of each room were shocked by this temporary resolution, because each of them knew very well in their hearts that behind this resolution, how cruel and realistic it was, the original election was nothing more than the pain of bumps and bumps, and it was just a small pain that had nothing to do with life and death, but Murong Xuan's temporary resolution was very likely to cause damage to the disciples in each room, and if they were not careful, they would even die on the spot, but it was undeniable that Murong Xuan's resolution could really stimulate the desire to survive and the desire to win in the hearts of every disciple, and it was a real strategy that could make people fight without fear of death, such a strategy, which may seem cruel, but it can stimulate a person's endless potential.

For a while, those who originally hoped to fish in troubled waters in this election move actually withdrew one after another because of this temporary decision, and the preliminaries team with thousands of people also began to shrink the number of participants because of this large-scale withdrawal, so that those disciples of the outer courtyard who were still maintaining order in the field temporarily increased some manpower and went to the registration area to strengthen the normal order of that area.

Looking at this funny scene in the audience, Murong Xuan couldn't help but feel a sadness in his heart, maybe he had anticipated the current situation when he advocated the temporary resolution just now, but what he probably didn't expect was that the result behind this resolution was to directly expose the stubborn problem that had been hidden for a long time in the Phantom Wine Shop to the world.

I don't know when the Phantom Wine Shop has decayed like this, sad, painful. And as the foundation of this group of people, the signboard of the Phantom Wine Shop is like the roots of the older generation of Murong Xuan, which is deeply rooted in their hearts, and it is a dignified existence that no one can trample on, and the belief that exists in this way is also corrupted to such a field by power in this red dust day after day. And when the older generation watched their foundation that they had worked hard for a lifetime to grit their teeth and stick to be gradually eroded by this decadent trend, who would not be heartbroken?

This is just a competition for the disciples of the outer courtyard to enter the inner courtyard, and such a problem has already been exposed, so what about those who are within the high walls of the inner courtyard? What will they become, and to what extent will they fall, Murong Xuan does not dare to think deeply, nor does he want to think deeply.

Finally, when the majority of the people who fished in troubled waters chose to protect themselves and withdrew from the competition, the disciples who chose to stay and continue to participate in this election were not even twenty-five people.

Due to Li Qian's defeat, Martial God Yuan was really disgraced by the Xiaoyao Sect, and in order to prove to the Phantom Wine Shop that his house was the orthodoxy of the entire workshop, Martial God Yuan did not hesitate to take out a card that they pressed at the bottom of the box, Murong Miao. And under the leadership of Murong Miao, there were still nine people in Wushenyuan who chose to continue to compete.

As for the Sword Qi Sect, which had always looked at each other at the Martial God Wall, it was led by their senior sister Liu Luoluo, and similarly, there were eight people from the Sword Qi Sect who chose to continue to compete.

In addition to the two big house disciples of Martial God Yuan and Sword Qi Sect, the remaining eight disciples who continued to participate in the competition were Yu Chi Liuli, Yue Qinming and Lu Ziming from the Xiaoyao Sect, Murong Shuang from the Bodhi Pavilion, Wang Zifu, Gao Yuyuan, and Qin Xin from the Drunken Brewing Pavilion.

At this point, this election can be regarded as the real beginning.