Immortal Emperor of the World Proud

Chapter 423
"Well, yes." Wang Qianyue replied.

"We're just going to join in the fun. We don't have a place in snatching magic weapons. Not to mention the disciples of the sect, even the masters of the sect have come in this time." Another young man who consecrated the seventh floor said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a person flew over in the sky. Wang Qianyue could see clearly that he was a middle-aged man.

The place of trial allows disciples under the age of 30 to come, and this person is obviously over 40.

Sure enough, even sects have joined in? It seems that the rules established for hundreds of years have been completely broken.

Just thinking about it, a large group of people flew past!

They are all masters above the Nascent Soul stage!
There are no rules that are not bad, only insufficient benefits, the sudden change on the long cliff, the blowout of magic weapons, these benefits are enough to drive people crazy!

But it's a little strange, Changya Mountain is so dangerous, like her, more than [-] native beasts attacked her, how did these consecrated realms rush over, and there were no signs of fighting on them.

But it turns out that the native beasts on the island are not infinite. She first pulled the spider train and attracted the attention of countless native beasts. Open the way for these latecomers, so except for the heavy casualties on the first day, the latecomers almost passed all the way.

Not long after, they saw a wall of people in front of them, and the crowd surged.

From a distance, a wonderful scene will be revealed!

Tens of thousands of magic weapons are flying in the sky, emitting bursts of brilliance. The magic weapons are arranged neatly in a circle, attracting everyone like a treasure house!

Anyone who sees this scene will not be able to hold back!
When I ran close, I could see clearly that these magic weapons were one level higher than the ones I picked up.

At this moment, there are already huge crowds of people in the circle of magic weapons, but no one dares to make a move!

It turned out that the magic weapon not only had its original brilliance, but also traces of black and red electric light. There were evil and complicated totem patterns on the ground about the size of ten football fields. The rays of light continue to replenish the magic circle in the sky, and pour into the totem pattern again.It seems that it's not that it can't be robbed, but that it can't be robbed temporarily!

Wang Qianyue took a look, good guy, the heads of all the sects have arrived, the Five Great Ways is still the main one, surrounded by tens of thousands of elders who want to get a share of the pie.

She saw that there were no obvious casualties among the disciples of the Kunlun School, and she breathed a sigh of relief, planning to hide among the ordinary disciples and wait and see the development of the situation.

She has a feeling that if one is not good, a melee will break out in this treasure hunt.

"Everyone, let's discuss how to obtain the magic weapon. This formation is very vicious. Dozens of people have died in the battle just now. Why don't we all fight together, and then one person will collect the magic weapon and divide it equally." Mo Xiaoyao said, he is the master of Xiaoyao The sect has a very high prestige in speaking, and if it is usually supported by all the masters no matter what, but this time it is different.

"Split evenly? Please tell Sect Leader Mo how to share equally." A Sect Leader asked, which was the voice of most people.

"Divided according to the number of disciples from each faction who have arrived now." Mo Xiaoyao said, he received fierce opposition as soon as he finished speaking.

"There is only one disciple from my sect who came to the trial, and unfortunately he was killed by the original beast. I can't get the magic weapon?" Normally, the master who spoke could not even compare to a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, but at this moment , whoever sees the magic weapon has a share, shining brightly, arousing everyone's endless competition.

The first proposal was not passed, because there are too many monks and few meats, it is not easy to distinguish.

what to do?So wasted?

The abbot of Fentian Temple, Jin Chanzi, said something well-founded and complete: "Amitabha, the magic treasure that descended from heaven this time is the blessing of our generation of practitioners. It is better to get the magic treasure, which is jointly kept by the head and distributed evenly."

Most people agree with this proposal, most of them are small sects, they let it go alone, they are few and weak, but compared with these long-established great sects, there are indeed many more, and it is necessary to break the formation. Can't do without them!

But there are also some sect leaders who are not convinced, thinking that you bald donkey are really good at talking, and you will almost be robbed by you Buddhists by then!
Some big sects couldn't help but regret not bringing more people here, and it would not have led to such a deadlock.

Small interests can be let go, but these are not "small", and they are attractive enough for people to fight for.

What Host Fen Tian said was right, but the sect remained silent, unable to come up with a solution for both.

The director of Shaolin, Jing Neng, is a white, fat, middle-aged monk. For hundreds of years, Shaolin Temple has followed the path of commercial development, and its disciples have spread all over the country, with great influence. : "Amitabha, I don't catch money in Shaolin, and the precepts have always been strict. It's better to let my Shaolin take care of these magic weapons first. At that time, all the masters can come to my Shaolin to get them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone sprayed it immediately.

"Ah bah! After so many years, you Shaolin are still so domineering. If these magic weapons are taken away by you, we can't even touch a single hair. I don't agree!"

"I don't agree either! You sound nice. The secret book handed down by my family was borrowed by one of your Shaolin monks. When I went to get it, you directly typed the word "Bodhisattva" on it, saying it belonged to you!"

"I don't agree either. Shaolin monks have a big belly, and they don't spit out bones when they eat!"

After hearing these words, Jing Neng's face turned black with anger!
He didn't expect that more than half of the people objected to what he said!

"I have a proposal." Qingdian said unhurriedly, "Every faction can have one, but I want the right to research these magic weapons." His meaning is very clear. Must master.Nowadays, the production of magic weapons in the comprehension world is getting weaker, and magic weapons are becoming rarer and rarer in the world. In Kunlun, only the master, peak master and elders have magic weapons, while other small sects, even the head masters, do not have decent magic weapons. There is a big gap between one magic weapon and even several magic weapons.It is more meaningful to find the reasons to overcome difficulties through research and make magic weapons by yourself.

The heads are not idiots, they figured it out as soon as they thought about it, they secretly praised Qingdian for being shrewd, and they all agreed!

In terms of distribution, the great sect has the advantage again. The great sect has a large number of talents, so it is sure to be able to research some methods in a short period of time, while the small sect is limited in all aspects, and it is certainly impossible to conduct large-scale research.

It's just that this is the best way, otherwise no one will get any benefits!
The various sects also echoed.

Agreement reached!

But here comes the question again, who will collect the magic weapon?
Mo Xiaoyao was about to speak, when the head of Taixu volleyed and said: "Wudang Wuweizi Gao Zhende is highly respected and powerful, he is the best person to collect the magic weapon."

(End of this chapter)