Chapter 50: The Deacon's Hall
I heard him say that there are only seven, although there are more than most people, but they are still a little surprised, catching ice silkworms is almost proportional to strength, only if you are strong, no one dares to compete with you, so you can be more assured and focused on catching.
In their hearts, Su Mu is the most powerful sword cultivator in this group of people, and in the next ten days, when others see him, they are far away, and no one dares to disturb him, it stands to reason that he should catch the most.
Zong Bochao was also as puzzled as everyone else, in their concept, seven naturally represented seven hundred-year-old ice silkworms, because no one could catch five-hundred-year-old ice silkworms for many years.
"Senior Brother Su, it shouldn't be, I still expect you to surprise everyone, you must be lazy. ”
Zong Bochao's words were undoubtedly for Su Mu's round, which was originally a good intention, but was misunderstood as a provocation by Xiao Sango, and said: "Compare the number, right? ”
"Eighteen. The bull said proudly.
Everyone nodded after hearing this, so it is so, with the level of the barbarian rookie battalion, it is impossible to catch one, and he can catch so much, naturally it is Su Mu's credit.
"I haven't said mine yet!"
Seeing their envious flattering expressions, Little Coral rolled up her sleeves and stood up, looking competitive.
Before her upturned lips could be opened, she was pulled down by Su Mu, sat down with her head, and said in a low voice: "I know why your people have excluded you, you are just a little lotus to show off your sharp corners, what is there to show off? Only people with low self-esteem show off, are you inferior?"
Little Coral shook her head: "I don't know, but I don't want to feel inferior." ”
"Then ignore them. ”
"But they show off and deliberately anger us. ”
"Ignore them. ”
Xiao Coral looked at him curiously for a long time before saying, "How can a person like you who kills people without blinking an eye be calm?"
"I kill people without blinking?" Su Mu frowned and said with a smile: "Do you think I'm the devil?"
"Sometimes. Little Coral thought for a moment and nodded.
"I didn't see them as human beings at the time. Because they're too much, they're not human at all. ”
Everyone is still reporting their numbers one by one, and in the end, the eighteen of the wild bull are the most, everyone congratulates him, but they all despise him in their hearts, and they all say that he is stained with Su Mu's light, which is not an achievement.
At the same time, they are all talking about this trip to the Snow Garden, and the most they talk about is Su Mu's performance in the Battle of the Ice Lake, in their opinion, Su Mu will be able to make a name for himself in Wuyang Palace in a few years.
In the evening, it was getting closer and closer to Pinglan Mountain, and the topic changed from the snow garden to the three-list competition, the starry list was the list of the rookie camp, except for Su Mu and Manniu on the spirit boat, all of them were disciples of the side courtyard, and the conversation was naturally about the Haoyue list, which was a competition that all sword cultivators could participate in.
As for the Sun List, it was a list that only spiritual cultivators were qualified to compete on, so they naturally didn't talk about it.
As she spoke, she talked about Xue Bingqin's body, she hadn't shown up in the past few years, and when she heard that she would participate this year, the people on the boat agreed that Xue Bingqin in the Sword Domination Realm would be the first on this year's Haoyue list, because with a demon-level talent like her, there was no reason not to take the first place.
Hearing them say Xue Bingqin, Su Mu, who had been practicing qi, could no longer calm down, he really wanted to turn this page over, this page recorded that he was ridiculed by Dao Rou in person, recorded that the master was abandoned by Xue Hai, and recorded the distress he had brought because of this matter in the past ten years, but this page could not be lifted, Dao Rou's ridicule was vivid, and the gossip behind the backs of the Kanmen disciples never stopped, unless he could surpass Xue Bingqin, otherwise this page would never be lifted.
When I think of her, I can't be calm, why is she so loved by thousands of people all her life? Why is the old love that the master never forgets worthless in their eyes? Why does he have to suffer all this wretched anger in Wuyang Palace?
He knew why! But he just wanted to ask, why!
He has never been a quiet and willing person to submit to fate, the reason why he seems more stable than others is that he has read more books and suppressed the original anger that belongs to the blood of the scorching sun, he has always imprisoned a fierce beast in his heart, and now his claws have stretched out, but his body and mind are still imprisoned, and there is only one way to escape, surpassing Dao Rou in ten years!
In this three-list competition, he attaches as much importance as everyone else, and his goal is very simple, to make his name appear at the top of the list.
When the spirit ship sailed into the sky above the Pinglan Mountain Range, Zong Bochao sacrificed a spirit rune, turned into a red light and shot forward, and a layer of forbidden enchantment suddenly lit up in the darkness in front of him, slowly opened a half-moon-shaped door, welcomed the spirit ship in, and flew directly to the square outside the deacon's hall.
The deacon's hall had already been notified by Zong Bochao in advance, and two disciples were here to greet him early.
The deacon's hall is huge in area, with many entrances, and can handle dozens of returning teams at the same time, they are the first, which is a bit special, and there are usually no disciples here to greet them.
The disciples led them into the main hall through a side door, and the hall was brightly lit, but it was as empty as a wilderness, and there was no figure in sight.
Through the corner door entered a stone room, and in a circular stone table, two young men stood, one in charge of counting, and the other in charge of recording.
"Sect Junior Brother, before you start, I have a question that I am very curious about, did you come back early because you destroyed the entire team of the Remnant Snow Gate?"
The disciple in charge of the inventory smiled slightly.
"There can be a fake here, otherwise who would want to come back so early. ”
"It's good to extinguish, there is no good thing in the remnant snow gate. ”
As long as the disciples who have been to the Snow Garden, they will be resentful of the Remnant Snow Gate, and when they heard this news, the disciples in charge of the low-level tasks in the Deacon Hall were all very happy.
"Sect Brother, let's get started. ”
The counting disciple said softly.
Zong Bochao was the first in line, took out the ice silkworm in his backpack, and put it on the table of white jade.
"Nine hundred-year-old ice silkworms, junior brother, you have gained a lot. ”
"Where, it's just a fluke. ”
The counting disciples carefully examined the ice silkworm and said:
"You also understand the reward rules of the Deacon Palace, two hundred-year-old ice silkworms are counted as one reward, and you can't count the extra one, and the junior brother can take it out. ”
"There is no reason to take it back, leave it to the senior brothers to dispose of. ”
This sentence is undoubtedly doing favors, counting the man's cheapness, and immediately smiled: "Senior Brother Sect is too polite, let's take it back." ”
"Senior brother is polite, we came back early, it already disturbed your schedule and caused trouble to all senior brothers, just an ice silkworm is nothing. ”
Zong Bochao is the kind of person who can eat no matter where he is, no matter who he faces, this is a skill, and he needs to understand the greed and pleasing skills of human nature.
The counting man didn't shirk anymore and put the ice silkworm in his pocket.