Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 384 He is the Cannon Fodder Phoenix Man (24)

There’s a “but” at the end, right?

Cen Cen will not give you room for bargaining.

He only heard the word "okay"!

Si Cen cheered, moved forward and kissed the person fiercely.

Not only did he block the person's words, but he also took advantage of the opportunity.

Hehe, it’s me as expected.

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The Heavenly Master Competition is held every three years.

This is not just a competition to test the professional level of the younger generation.

Only by truly passing the later stages can one get a glimpse of the true purpose of this competition - to select the most capable people and train the next generation of mountain keepers who guard the spiritual veins.

Only the core members of Xuanmen know about this matter.

This spiritual vein is right at the foot of Mount Yi.

In other words, the entire continuous Yishan mountain range is that spiritual vein.

Only when the spiritual veins are intact can the spiritual energy of this world be endless.

Moreover, thousands of years ago, there was an incident where a spiritual vein was damaged, causing a very disastrous incident.

The existence of the mountain guardian also appeared from that time.

Generally, the strongest person is chosen from each branch of the Xuanmen.

Of course, there will not be only one mountain keeper. As long as one has the qualifications and strength, he or she can become one.

You know, the spiritual vein is the place with the most abundant spiritual energy. Practicing in such a place will only achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Then the question arises again, why not make good use of such a good and large place?

Xuanmen can completely build their home there, not only to guard it, but also to improve their strength, killing two birds with one stone, right?

Don’t forget, to guard doesn’t just mean to guard, it also means to guard.

As for what exactly was suppressed, perhaps only those who experienced the disaster a thousand years ago knew.

Nowadays, only a few people know the secret.

But this year is a bit special.

The special thing is that some anomalies occurred in Mount Yi, so the few "rare people" who really knew the secret had to choose some trustworthy and more or less usable people to reveal some of the facts.

Among these people, there is one named Zhang Zhidao.

"I don't agree to set the final test location at Mount Yi. Everyone present here knows what the situation is there, right? Every young Heavenly Master who has made it this far is the hope for the future of our Xuan Sect. How can we let them take risks like this? If something goes wrong, they may all be wiped out. If there is no one to succeed the Xuan Sect, who knows when it will be cut off."

He spoke sincerely, as if he cared for the younger generation and valued their talent.

But we have known each other for so many years, why are we playing Liao Zhai here?

"Isn't it possible that Vice President Zhang is afraid that those young men will benefit from the spiritual veins and make rapid progress in their cultivation, thus threatening your position?"

Zhang Zhidao said disdainfully, "Don't judge me by your own ideas."

That person said, "Haha, who are you pretending to be? Everyone knows that your Zhang family is not only dwindling in numbers, but even the only youngster is unable to make it. You are afraid that if the youngsters of other families get promoted too much in the finals, it will weaken your Zhang family even more. In the future, your Zhang family will have even less say, right? But everyone knows that your useless nephew cries and trembles in fear when he sees a little ghost. Oh, I heard that he can enter the finals with this kind of talent. I don't know if some people have set him up... It's good to be an official in the association. You have a lot of power."

"Yes, it's just that in recent years, I don't know where the trend came from, but they have learned the ways of ordinary people very well. Unlike us, when we were young, family background was not important. It was all about strength."

"Shut up."

Seeing that the words were getting more and more outrageous, the elder with the highest seniority spoke up.

Those who were still chattering and making indirect accusations immediately shut up.

They just can't stand the fawning look of Chairman Li, who is good at scheming, and they also can't stand the old man Zhang Zhidao, who appears to be noble but is actually stingy and selfish and only cares about his own benefits.

In Xuanmen, strength is respected.

If Zhang Zhidao himself was not really good at fighting, we would have to give him some face. The two of them just now were not just talking nonsense, but taking action.

"The situation in Yishan is not good right now. This is not the time for internal fighting. Rong Jue, tell me what is the purpose of setting the final competition venue in Yishan."

Rong Jue said calmly, "As the Taoist priest just said, there is abundant spiritual energy there. The younger generations prepare for the competition every three years. This is a great gift to them."

Some people were unconvinced, “That’s it?”

Rong Jue remained unmoved, "That's it."

Is this a reason?

Of course it counts.

But think about what Zhang Zhidao said, compared with the risks, this reason is actually not worth it.

Everyone was divided into two camps, those who agreed and those who opposed.

In that case, the final step is to vote.

The voting results came out and those who agreed won.

There is actually no suspense.

Eighty percent of the people here have juniors participating in the competition. Although the possible risks mentioned by Zhang Zhidao do exist, who among them, the people in the Xuanmen, is not practicing and improving through the beating?

Why are the younger generations of Xuanmen becoming less and less capable nowadays?

Not all of them are lazy idiots.

The bottom line is that they have not experienced enough hardships.

As the saying goes, jade cannot be made into a useful object without being polished.

"Now that the results are out, I will assist the association in setting up the competition venue within three days. That's all."

After saying this, Rong Jue stood up and left.

Some people stayed to communicate, while others immediately went to find President Li to discuss venue safety issues, etc.

Zhang Zhidao chased out, only to find Rong Jue standing outside in the corridor, looking up at him.

She actually knew that he was coming and was waiting for him here.

Zhang Zhidao walked over with a stern face, "Rong Jue, what exactly are you planning?"

In Zhang Zhidao's eyes, Rong Jue is now a dead man, so he becomes more and more rude to him.

Rong Jue glanced at Zhang Zhidao and suddenly asked a question that Zhang Zhidao couldn't figure out no matter how hard he tried, "If you have descendants or successors, what name would you give him?"

Zhang Zhidao was annoyed.

Are you mocking me for being a lonely old man?

You, Rong Jue, are a lonely star. Did I say that to you?

Oh, no, he discovered it at the last meeting. Rong Jue must have secretly raised a little ghost.

Could it be the one I saw in the library?

At first glance, she looked like a monster, and she didn't show any dignity at all when she coiled around Rong Jue.

"Rong Jue, I advise you not to let your family's reputation for righteousness, which has been passed down from generation to generation, be ruined by your own selfishness."

He thought that Rong Jue was bewitched by a ghost.

What is the spiritual orifice of the spiritual vein, what is the chosen array eye.

Isn't it said that those chosen are pure sons who have no desires, strong minds and are selfless?

Like Rong Jue?

I'm afraid he is not selfless, and might end up being selfish and destroying everything.

Just to survive.

Zhang Zhidao snorted coldly, "No matter what you are planning, I will not let you succeed. You have enjoyed what the spiritual vein has given you, so don't think of playing tricks when it's time to give. Rong Jue, I will keep an eye on you."