Chapter 1277 Mr. Zhuge
"Liu Jun is so miserable"
"Yes, I thought I would become a phoenix when I climbed a branch, but I didn't expect to fall into a pit"
"It's such a miserable fall in this trap. I have to come to participate in the selection of inner disciples even though my whole body is bandaged."
"He is already a deacon, why does he come to participate in the selection?"
"Don't you understand this? Status is status, and position is position. For example, Senior Brother Chu Yunfei, whose position is only the deacon of Wuwei Hall, is actually the true disciple of our second elder. Not only does he have the worship of a deacon, but also as a true disciple The welfare of the disciples"
Everyone suddenly understood and understood this.
No one in the entire Taoist sect knows that the Discipline Hall is very poor. It is not difficult to understand that Liu Jun, who was injured like this, can be given a sympathy award in exchange for it.
Moreover, Liu Jun’s intimidation is so strong that ordinary disciples would not dare to provoke him, and they might even be able to get into the top ranks.
"Ahem!" A kind-hearted old man wearing a white robe stood on the high platform and coughed several times.
The sound was not loud, but it echoed throughout the square.
Everyone fell silent instantly and looked at the old man with reverent eyes.
No one knows the old man’s name. They only know that this old man is the main hall master of Chuan Gong Hall and the common teacher of many elder hall masters.
"Welcome Teacher" The deacons of Chuan Gong Hall were the first to salute.
"Welcome Teacher"
Other disciples followed closely behind, and the overwhelming sound resounded throughout Kunlun Mountain.
"Who is this?" Liu Jun asked curiously.
Although his whole body was covered with bandages, his eyes and mouth were still exposed and were not completely covered.
"The main hall master of the Chuan Gong Hall, we all respectfully call him Mr. Zhuge, or Teacher Zhuge" replied the deacon of the Discipline Hall who was responsible for pushing the wheelchair.
"Okay, the selection competition that happens every few years is about to begin again. There are two selection competitions in total. The first selection competition is to go to Guiweiling Ridge to find the beacon, which is the thing in my hand." Mr. Zhuge He shook the golden object in his hand.
"The more you get, the easier it is to advance. There are no restrictions on how to get it. Whether you buy it or rob it, the only thing is you are not allowed to hurt other people's lives." Mr. Zhuge paused. "Seven days, at this time seven days later." , I am waiting for you here. Only the top 100 people who obtain the number of beacons can be promoted to the inner disciples."
As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused an uproar among the outer disciples participating in the selection, although there have been some before. This kind of selection, but without almost any restrictions like now.
If you can buy this, then don’t you just have to spend enough money to buy it? Then why bother participating?
Some of the rich and powerful outer disciples showed a hint of excitement. This selection competition rule is really suitable for them.
Most of the outer disciples were a little desperate. Originally, they wanted to try their luck and see if they could be promoted to inner disciples.
But in the face of such cruel rules, the probability of success is infinitely close to zero.
"By the way, those who fail to become inner disciples don't have to worry about working in vain. Each beacon can be exchanged for ten Taoist contribution points," Mr. Zhuge added.
The disciples looked a little better now. They couldn't be promoted to inner disciples despite all their efforts, which was definitely a blow to them. At least this was a little consolation prize.
"Okay, let's go, your game has begun" Mr. Zhuge smiled slightly.
The disciples were stunned for a moment, and then they realized what they were doing, and each showed their magical powers and rushed towards Guiweiling Ridge.
Guiweiling Ridge is hundreds of kilometers away from Kunlun Mountain. Even if everyone is a monk, it would still take a long time to reach it.
Compared with the running of others, Liu Jun, who pushed his wheelchair forward at a very fast pace, became a very eye-catching presence.
“Let me go, at this speed, people will start running back when he arrives, right?”
“Oh, that’s an exaggeration. In my opinion, Liu Jun hasn’t even arrived yet, and people will start running back, right?”
I'm back already."
"Tsk, tsk, this is too miserable. I have to go to Guiweiling Ridge after being injured like this. Even if I go, I will die."
Although everyone knew that Liu Jun was very strong, that was all in the past. The current Liu Jun was too injured and could not take care of himself.
“The betting is on, the betting is on, come on, let’s bet on who can come first,” Knowledg said standing in the crowd.
Taoist disciples, who usually focus on cultivation, finally took advantage of the trial to relax for once. When they saw a gambling game, they naturally wanted to participate.
Just because of the existence of the Discipline Hall, these people are tempted, but they dare not act. Although the Taoist sect has no clear regulations against gambling, the impact of this thing is not very good. If the Discipline Hall is looking for trouble, it is not without reason. deal with them. "Uh-huh, I'll give you ten thousand spiritual stones, betting that Liu Jun will be the first this time." Gongsun Ji from the Discipline Hall came over and said in an astonishing way.
Everyone looked shocked, what happened? The master of the Discipline Hall took the lead in participating in the gambling game? What is this special operation?
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? If you haven't heard anything, you can do it without any prohibition by law." Gongsun Ji looked around and said.
Is this what the master of the Discipline Hall said? Everyone was immediately confused.
A disciple was the first to speak, "Master Hall Master, if you say so, we will place a bet, but you have to promise that you will not take us to the Discipline Hall for this reason, let alone confiscate our gambling funds."
"What do you mean, am I such a shameless person?" Gongsun Ji rolled her eyes and said angrily.
Everyone's lips twitched. Although Gongsun Ji was the master of the Discipline Hall, her reputation in the Taoist sect was definitely infamous.
Everyone knows that as long as Gongsun Ji is given money and does not let Gongsun Ji violate the rules, she does not need to face him.
"I*, what are your expressions? Do you think you can't trust me?" Gongsun Ji was furious when she saw everyone's expressions.
"Master, please calm down." Bai Shitong hurriedly stopped Gongsun Ji.
If they continue to make trouble like this, their efforts will be in vain.
"Everyone, everyone knows my reputation as a know-it-all. Now that the Master of the Discipline Hall is involved, it is absolutely impossible for me to trick everyone. Besides, there are so many of us, and the Master of the Hall is unlikely to cause public outrage. Everyone, feel free to place your bets." Bai Shitong pretended to be calm and said.
Actually, he was quite panicked. Although he usually played some bets, compared to the scale of this time, it was simply nothing.
He is not worried about anything else now, he is just worried that things will get messed up this time and Liu Jun will deal with him.
A few days ago, Liu Jun and the master of Gongsun Ji found him. He originally thought that Liu Jun was here to ask for gambling money. After all, Liu Jun won 50,000 spiritual stones when he played against the two Dugu brothers. .
This is not a small amount, so the moment he saw Liu Jun and Gongsun Ji, he knelt down with a pale face because he could not afford to pay fifty thousand spiritual stones.
It turned out that Liu Jun did not come to ask for gambling funds, but came to cooperate with him to make a big bet.
After hearing Liu Jun’s plan, his first reaction was that it was so crazy and so shocking!
Because this gambling game is definitely the largest and most formal in the entire Taoist sect.
If nothing else, who in the Taoist sect can win the support of the Discipline Hall for gambling? How is this different from drying bacon in front of a tiger?
Originally, he wanted to refuse, because there would definitely be many Taoist disciples participating in this gambling game, and they would definitely be noticed by the Great Elder and others. If the First Elder and the others were opposed to this matter, this matter would be Play big.
After all, he is the only one who is on the bright side of this bet. Palace Master Gongsun Ji is at most a red-eyed gambler, while Liu Jun is a player who does not follow the rules. One of them has power and the other has strength. Once something goes wrong, it will definitely end Unlucky for him.
If you don’t cooperate, you will have to pay Liu Jun fifty thousand spiritual stones. He is still a dead man.
Stretching out his neck with a knife, shrinking his neck is still a knife, he simply took a gamble.
"The money is too much this time, Know-How, what if you run away?" Everyone was still hesitant.
Best Tong took out a dagger and cut the palm of his left hand hard, and blood suddenly came out.
"I, Bai Shitong, swear on my blood that no matter whether I win or lose, I will never run away, let alone leave the Taoist gate! If I can't afford the compensation, then I will sell this magic weapon and compensate everyone"
Best Shitong is enduring the pain While swearing, he took out a flag.
"Huh? Is this the soul-killing flag?" an old voice sounded.
The crowd parted, and an old man in white robe walked over.
"Hello, Teacher Zhuge" Everyone saluted.
Mr. Zhuge nodded slightly, his eyes always fixed on the flag.
"The teacher is right, this is indeed the soul-killing flag," Gongsun Ji replied respectfully.
As for Know-How, this girl claimed to be smart and capable, but after seeing Mr. Zhuge, who was so powerful in the entire East Continent, she was also dumbfounded and looked at a loss.
“Can you show me?” Mr. Zhuge asked.
"Oh, oh, okay" Bai Shitong quickly stretched out his hand, wanting to hold up the soul-killing flag.
"No!" Gongsun Ji and Mr. Zhuge stopped Bai Shitong at the same time.
(End of this chapter)