Zheng Zheng didn't dare to slack off, he did a lot of hard work on the surface, he said respectfully: "Ling Quanfeng's disciple Zheng Zheng has seen the sect master. ”

Jing Mengchong nodded expressionlessly, and said without pain: "Yes, at a young age, there is a foundation building and perfect cultivation, and the senior brother of Vientiane has a spirit in the sky, so he must be very happy." ”

Zheng Zheng said the scene very tactfully: "That's not because the sect is committed to cultivation, and the disciple is lucky to make a breakthrough." ”

Jing Mengchong's gloomy face finally showed a smile, obviously very satisfied with his cleverness, he waved his hand and signaled, "Since you are here, you can participate in today's discussion together." ”

Zheng Zheng wanted to shirk it, but when he saw Pan Yuanhan's expectant gaze, he could only bite the bullet and say, "Thank you for the sect master's love." ”

Zheng Zheng appeared, when it was a small episode, things quickly returned to the topic.

At Jing Mengchong's signal, a black-haired and long-bearded old man stepped forward. This old man is one of the elders of the sect, about the ninth level of foundation cultivation, he glanced at the audience, and said in a heavy voice: "The current situation of the sect, everyone should also know a little bit about it, and today I convened everyone to discuss the matter to discuss how to solve the current dilemma." ”

"Long story short, the first thing, our reserve of spirit stones is almost empty, I'm afraid we won't be able to support it for long. ”

The lobby suddenly resounded with a buzz and whispered discussions.

One of the monks spoke up, "Third Elder, how long can it last?"

The Third Elder's face was a little gloomy and said, "It will last for a week at most." ”

The crowd was in an uproar.

The man couldn't believe it and said, "The sect will take out a part of its income and expenditure every year to reserve spirit stones, and over the years, this amount should be extremely amazing, but why did it run for less than a year, and all the savings over the years were exhausted?"

The third elder's face was extremely ugly and said: "The Mixed Pole Nine Yang Great Array, the arrays are connected, the layers protect each other, and the defense is super strong. But the cost of the spirit stones consumed can only be described as terrifying, every hour of operation, it needs nine hundred high-grade spirit stones and one hundred top-grade spirit stones. At the end of the day, more than 20,000 high-grade spirit stones and more than 1,000 top-grade spirit stones are required. If it lasts for a year intermittently, even if it is a large spiritual mine, it has already been consumed. ”

Not to mention that the monk was dumbfounded, even Zheng Zheng was dumbfounded.

The Chaos Heaven Great Array, which was good before, was not worth mentioning at all in front of the Lingyun Protector Sect Great Array.

The Nine Peaks stewards only knew that the operation of the Great Array required extremely large spirit stones, but they also did not expect that the consumption would be so amazing.

Then they were silent.

Seeing that no one retorted, the three elders could only speak slowly: "Let's think about it, what can be done to let us quickly have enough spirit stones." ”

There's a way to do it.

There is a way to take it out early, many people thought in despair in their hearts.

Everyone in the lobby frowned and pondered, their brows were furrowed, and there was a voice of mourning.

Zheng Zheng saw that Pan Yuanhan was also anxious, and couldn't help lowering his head, and his lips moved at an angle that no one noticed. Extremely faint mana fluctuations spread out in the air.

The bad old man sensed it for the first time, although he didn't know what Zheng Zheng was doing, but it didn't hinder his trust in him, and by raising his hand to drink, the fluctuation disappeared without a trace in an instant.

A few Jindan monks seemed to feel something abnormal, but they came and went too fast to be sure of anything. He could only frown, and his suspicious gaze swept back and forth in the hall for a moment, and finally landed on Pan Wanhan's face.

The beauty's face was full of shock, and then turned into an excited expression.

Jing Mengchong's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but ask out loud: "Wanhan, do you have anything to say?"

The eyes of all the monks were instantly focused on Pan Wanhan's beautiful face, and there was a faint expectation in many of them.

Pan Yuanhan first thought about it, dealt with the huge information he had just received, and then glanced at Zheng Zheng with strange disgust, then lightly opened his lips, and said in a crisp and tactful voice with a hint of excitement: "The disciple really thought of a way." ”

"What way?" said the crowd.

Pan Yuanhan glanced at Zheng Zheng angrily again, how could a man hide himself so much.

Everyone was a little puzzled, and they didn't know why her eyes frequently turned to Uncle Kong.

Pan Yuanhan finally uncovered the mystery and said crisply: "When I was in the medicine realm, in order to find a seventh-order spirit grass, I accidentally discovered a spirit stone vein. And according to my estimates, the amount of spirit stone reserves is extremely staggering. ”

"Up......roar" The twenty or so monks were in an uproar, and the hall was in chaos.

"There is a spiritual vein in the medicine realm, is this serious?"

"Hahaha, the sky is endless, my Lingyun Dao system, it turns out that the ancestor has already left a back hand. ”

"Senior Sister Pan, for such an important matter, why didn't you report to the sect earlier?"

“......”

As Pan Wanxuan threw a bombshell, everyone was immediately excited and excited.

Jing Mengchong's eyelids sank, and a wave of anger came out of his body, and he said sharply: "Quiet, let Wanhan finish speaking." ”

Only then did everyone come to their senses, and their expressions were a little dumbfounded.

Pan Wanhan bit her red lip lightly and said, "The matter is very important, and the disciple will report it to Uncle Kong as soon as possible." ”

The bad old man's face turned dark, and he scolded Zheng Zheng in his heart.

On the first day he came back, this kid made the beauty get a great benefit, and he rose to a higher position in the sect in the future. On the other hand, he is carrying a big black pot on his back, and he must peel off this kid's skin when he turns around.

Although he thought so, the bad old man was also very happy in his heart, he opened his eyelids and said nonsense: "The matter is very important, and the ancestor of the medicine realm has left a lesson, if it is not for the danger of the sect, you don't want to know this news." ”

I see.

No wonder Pan Wanhan wanted to look at Uncle Kong frequently just now, and she wanted to ask for his consent.

Everyone "understood" at once. All the was swallowed back into his stomach immediately, although he felt that this reason was a bit, but he just questioned the Jindan master in person, it was purely his own itchy skin to find a pump.

The third elder said excitedly: "If this news is true, it is a blessing for my sect. I immediately began to arrange personnel to mine, and when the time comes, Wanhan, you will be responsible for guiding the way. ”

"Elder, this matter will be assigned to me Ling Shaofeng to carry it out. ”

"Ling Shao is the main force of the Dan Hall, you have to be responsible for the pill affairs of the whole sect, I think it is better to let us Ling Guang. ”

"It's not appropriate, there is a way to specialize in the art industry, in terms of professionalism, experience, and number of people, or I Ling Xiu is the most suitable. ”

“......”

Seeing that the hall suddenly turned into a vegetable field, several high-level faces were ugly.

Zheng Zheng sneered in his heart, this is the so-called inside the sect.

Maybe in the face of danger, they can work together, but once the distribution of benefits is involved, they are like wolf dogs seeing meat and bones, no one is far behind, pounce on them, bite hard, and bargain for a piece of the soup.

Even a fool knows how amazing the benefits of mining a spiritual mine are, and how much oil and water can be made from the person in charge of this project.

"Snap" There was a heavy slap sound, and the monk who was arguing in shock stopped, and looked at the sound with an angry face, but found that Jing Mengchong's face was extremely ugly, and his voice was like a cold knife and said: "Okay, when you go to the front line, you are prevaricating, and you really want to reap the benefits, and you are jumping really fast one by one." ”