Chapter 235 235: It has to be those three Laoden!
Zhiqing is the name of this martial soul disciple who is the brain.
But he has no relationship with Zhilin, the third seat of Tiandou Royal Academy.
After listening to Zhongli's words, Zhiqing was a little confused and confused.
"Sect Master, everything I have is given by the sect master and the sect. I..."
Zhiqing's meaning was very simple. There was no need to ask for his opinion, and everything would be subject to Zhongli's arrangements.
Go through fire and water, no matter what!
Wait, isn’t this a gift?
Before Zhiqing could finish speaking, Zhongli walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young man, you are full of energy and you must have your own ideas!"
"In the future, the important responsibility of the Noumenon Sect will eventually fall on your shoulders. How can you do it without your own ideas?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
Especially people from other forces, including spies, were all stunned.
They have always followed the sect's arrangements and never had their own ideas.
But this...
He can actually encourage the younger generations of the sect like this!
For a moment, the feeling of dying for one's confidant came to my mind.
It’s not that they think their own home is not good, it’s that they think other people’s homes are better!
"If the sect master (head of the family) can also support me..."
After just half of the thought, they shook their heads and threw this impossible idea away.
The person in charge of his family is not Zhongli, and he himself is not Zhiqing.
Shui Bing'er and others were also stunned. They knew Zhongli was very nice, but they didn't know he was so kind.
No wonder, this group of people just glanced at them without thinking at all, and then looked away.
With such a sect leader who supports their ideas, it would be a shame if they didn't practice desperately.
"If I could become his disciple..."
Shui Binger stared at Zhongli, her eyes full of admiration.
In such a fantasy world, Mu Qiang is quite normal.
Most intelligent creatures will choose the stronger side.
"Last time the Pope came to visit and talked to me about the finals."
"Among the championship rewards, there is a spiritual head soul bone that is more than 50,000 years old."
"This soul bone is considered the best among soul bones. It is very suitable for you."
After everyone sat down again, Zhongli said without hesitation.
"Are you confident of winning the championship?"
"have!"
Everyone replied in unison.
Especially Zhiqing, his face was red and his fists were clenched.
Zhongli told him the news and asked him to win the championship.
Outsiders were stunned for a moment, they didn't even know what the prize was, and the God of War decided who the prize would be.
this……
The Pope himself came to tell the story!
"hiss……"
Everyone gasped, having made some contribution to the warming of the Far North.
As if he thought of something, Zhongli took out a very simple cube box and placed it on the table.
This box is actually a good collectible.
It has some unique fragrance itself, and it can help you sleep when placed in the room.
In addition, it can also isolate soul power.
"This is a 10,000-year-old gem-like head soul bone. It can also greatly increase mental power and gain an auxiliary soul bone skill."
"Zhiqing, if you choose this soul bone, then no matter whether you win the championship in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition finals, you will have no chance with that soul bone."
"If you choose that soul bone, then work hard to win the championship!"
"This soul bone will be given to other disciples."
The treasure box was opened, and a head soul bone emitting bright light appeared in front of everyone.
There was silence inside and outside the entire tavern.
Only those who have been crowned the Martial God dare to take out treasures such as soul bones and give them to the disciples of the sect to choose in "broad daylight". Wait, choice? ?
What the hell, isn’t the Noumenon Sect very poor?
Why are you so "rich"?
No soul master can withstand the temptation of a soul bone, and this is not an ordinary soul bone, but a ten-thousand-year-old head soul bone!
You must know that among the six conventional soul bones, apart from the trunk soul bone, the head soul bone is the most precious.
For example, Hu Yanli's thousand-year-old head soul bone, even though they knew it was a thousand-year-old, countless people were still excited.
Fortunately, Hu Yanzhen was not a vegetarian, so some soul masters with evil intentions gave up their thoughts.
Zhiqing thought for a moment, then finally raised his hands to Zhongli and said, "Thank you for your cultivation, Master, Zhiqing chooses the championship reward!"
"Sect Master, please take back this soul bone!"
He, he actually refused!
Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.
The championship reward is still far away. Of course, no one doubts the strength of the Huangdou team. It is only a matter of time before they win the championship.
But, with this ten-thousand-year-old soul bone right in front of him, he actually refused directly!
In this aspect alone, his firm will surpassed ninety-nine percent of soul masters.
"Um."
Seeing this, Zhongli responded, closed the box, and put it away again.
"You continue, Paimon and I will go back to the sect first."
After Zhongli took Paimeng away, everyone looked at Zhiqing.
"Old Qing, do you really not regret it?"
Du Siji patted Zhiqing on the shoulder and said directly.
This time, everyone did not use the chat room again.
"Sect Master, he wants me to choose that soul bone."
"???"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
Doesn’t this give you a choice?
How did you become the sect leader and want you to choose?
Zhiqing looked around, looked at his friends, and sighed.
Sometimes, he really feels like he is out of tune with these companions.
Is this a side effect of brain martial arts?
So smart!
It's not that these friends are stupid, but that he is a little bit smarter than them.
"Think about it, if he didn't want me to choose that piece, why did he let me choose?"
"Why don't you just give me this soul bone?"
"Besides, I prefer that one, but I feel a little sorry for you..."
He occupied a pit in advance, and the prize will be less when the time comes.
"Yes, if you choose this piece, we can still fight for it..."
Of course, everyone was just joking.
Of course, resources like soul bones should be allocated to whomever is more suitable.
This is the long-term way for the sect.
As if they thought of something, everyone subconsciously looked at Xiao Feilian.
This is a saint, one of the future of the sect.
If there are good resources, she should be the first to provide them.
After she grows up, she will give feedback to the sect.
"You don't have to look at me. I have the sword given by my master, that's enough."
"As for soul bones, don't worry, three teachers have applied again."
Xiao Feilian said without changing his expression.
She will not refuse the royal family's kindness, but she will not help the royal family either.
The best answer is to write off the past things.
Everyone's eyes twitched and they were speechless.
It has to be those three Lao Deng!
(End of this chapter)