Tempered Immortal

“This is the order of the real person in charge. There must be a deep sense in it. If we are younger generations, we should not make more mockery, as long as we do what is within us.” Speaking was a monk in the face of a quadrilateral, looking at where he was sitting, who should be the head of the six.

“Yes, brother!” The white monk hurried to shut up and dared not say anything more.

Then the light ball swayed for a while, no longer focusing on Lin Xuan, but another image appeared, and another foundational monk was introduced...

Following the young woman who called herself Zhang Xiaohui, she walked a distance of about hundreds of husbands, and suddenly the front was open, and an oval lobby reflected into the curtain.

Though deep in the mountain belly, the four walls of the lobby are filled with fist-sized night pearls that look like daylight.

“Senior, please! ”

The little butterfly looked next to him and Lin Xuan nodded. The god swept slightly in the lobby and his eyebrows became slightly wrinkled.

There is nothing hollow in the lobby, but there are dozens of monks in different colors, but every one is not weak, all of them are monks during the foundation period.

Those people heard footsteps and had to turn their heads and look at them.

The expression never speaks of friendship, or even implicit hostility.

Lin Xuan saw the scene and mumbled in his heart, but on the surface, of course, there was no sound, but he could see a familiar person.

Tian Xiaojian!

The teenager was very excited to wave like him.

Lin Xuan walked over with a smile on his face. His move led to the attention of the nearby monks, because all the people who came here were silent and ruthless. The two of them looked quite different.

But after seeing clearly that the two had only been repaired in the early stages of foundation building, the others turned their heads with cynicism and ignored it.

“Brother Lin, I didn't expect you to come here.” Tian Xiaojian's voice seemed very intimate, really like a friend he hadn't seen in years.

“Each other, each other, and I didn't expect my brothers to be here.” Lin Xuan laughed equally enthusiastically.

“Oh, my little brother just wants to open his eyes. Those trade fairs for the foundational brothers are not comparable outside. Coincidentally, he has some savings to see if he can buy the things he likes.” Tian Xiaojian scratched his head, some shrewd way.

Lin Xuan's heart moved and said with a slight surprise: "Are all the monks here coming to the high-level trade fair? ”

“Well, I suppose so, but as far as my little brother knows, every time he's allowed into a higher-level trade fair, he's a foundation-building monk, but there's only three districts. ”

“Three?” Lin Xuan frowned, so many in front of her.

Looking at his expression, Tian Xiaojian smiled slightly: “Of course, it is necessary to go through a screening, but every time Tianjin puts forward different conditions, I don't know what they will do this year. ”

The two men were talking here, bursting, the stone door in front opened, and walked out of a man.

Around forty years old, this person wore an apricot yellow robe with big eyebrows and extraordinary temperament. He was even more successful in building the foundation.

He glanced at the lobby, hugged his fist and opened his mouth:

“Next week in the sea, you are all welcome to my Heavenly Mountain, and since you are here, you want to participate in the trade fair for your predecessors. ”

“Although the faction also wants to satisfy the requirements of your fellow citizens, after all, the immortal world is a place to speak with strength. If all your fellow citizens are allowed to participate, too many people will probably cause dissatisfaction among the forefathers of Quettan, so according to the rules of the past, only three lucky ones can be elected. ”

Zhou Hai spoke here, took a pause, measured the reaction of the people, and the result was that a few monks showed surprise and dissatisfaction. Everyone else's expression was bright. Most people who appeared to be here knew the rules of Tianjinshan long ago. The few people who saw the other monks were silent, and they shut up very intelligently.

“Well, since your friends have no objection, I will say the conditions for this screening. ”

The critical moment has come when the expressions of the monks have become condensed and listened to, and of course, one or two of them may have some basis to show that they don't care.

Lin Xuan stared at the front as well, but the light in the corner of his eyes took away everyone's reaction.

Zhou Hai's right hand flipped, and a fist-sized fruit had been added to his palm. The fruit looked a little like a worldly duck pear. However, the skin was green, with no eyes, and only a hint of spirituality had emanated.

“The name of this object is Muling Fruit. It is not a natural treasure. It just eats a little strength and fitness. However, Muling Fruit, though ordinary, is unique to my Heavenly Mountain, and there is absolutely no outside world. ”

The monks stayed there and didn't know what Zhou Hai was suddenly going to do with the wood spirits, but they didn't say anything. They waited quietly for each other to say it.

“In a moment, I will randomly divide you into three groups, each group will be transferred to the place will have several trees, the task is to take as many of these fruits as possible, the time is three hours, each group will be able to get the most people to enter the trade fair, of course, in addition to looking for trees, be careful not to be robbed of their fruits, or else they will lose. ”

After hearing the last phrase, the monks looked very ugly. Zhou Hai's words, although euphemistic, were very obvious.

Don't let others take your fruit, in other words, you can grab what others want.

Isn't it clear that we're going to kill each other?

Is there a mistake, it's just getting eligible to participate in the trade fair, it's not competing for some magical treasure, it actually makes you fight for your life?

Though the real world is bloody, the reason is ridiculous. Is there some kind of conspiracy?

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