On this day, Xianyun Island was bustling with people.

Because, the time for the annual Xianyun Island debriefing meeting has quietly arrived.

Xianyun Island's sphere of influence is so vast that it radiates millions of miles around the surrounding sea area. On countless islands, there are many Fangshi islands, and every Fangshi island will have an office of Xianyun Island.

In addition to maintaining a series of management of Xianyun Island, these offices also have the purpose of collecting some rare resources for Xianyun Island.

Although the number of overseas cultivators is not as good as that of Kyushu mainland, overseas products are richer than Kyushu. Many cultivators explore the sea, and most of the opportunities they get will choose to sell them in these markets. Xianyun Island

The office is, to a large extent, designed to collect these things.

Once a year, Xianyun Island will hold a report meeting, calling all office managers back to Xianyun Island to report their work. On the other hand, the treasures received this year will be transported to Xianyun Island. Xianyun Island will use these treasures

According to the preciousness of the treasure, he will be given corresponding rewards, and even be promoted and make a fortune, and return to Xianyun Island to take up a post.

The main island of Xianyun Island is full of aura, and it is the dream of every monk to be able to practice here. Therefore, the stewards of each city and island are working hard, looking forward to presenting themselves at the annual work report meeting.

He stole the limelight and returned to Xianyun Island to take up a post.

This year is no exception. On the day when the debriefing meeting begins, countless stewards from the island have gathered at the gate of Xianyun Island Collection Hall. They are rushing towards the gate, vying to get their treasures.

Submit it.

After all, those who estimate the value of treasures will also suffer from aesthetic fatigue, and the one presented first will often be more impressive in the eyes of these people.

"Everyone, please be quiet! What's the point of yelling!" A tall, thin, middle-aged monk stood at the gate of the collection hall, arrogantly shouting at the monks outside the door.

Suddenly, the whole place was silent.

"That's right. Come here one by one quietly. If anyone says a word, don't blame the hall master for expelling him!" The tall, thin middle-aged man glanced at the people outside the door with disdain, then put his hands behind his back and looked at him.

Walk into the hall.

Looking at the arrogant back of the middle-aged man, the monks outside the door were itching with hatred. At this time of year, they almost got a scolding from the hall master. If the hall master had real talent, it would be better.

It's easy to say, but the problem is that this person is a well-connected person, and he got this lucrative position because he has a brother who is an elder of the inner sect. Otherwise, with his strength in the late Mahayana, who among the people present is not stronger than him?

"Okay, let me show you the highlights of your moves." The next moment, a group of disciples from the Collection Hall filed out, each holding a huge account book.

They are the treasure judges of this debriefing meeting. The treasures in the hands of the monks will be handed over to them first, and they will judge the value and record them one by one in the book.

They are the ones that many monks want to curry favor with. After all, they have the final say on the value of the treasures they prepare. As long as they record a higher level in their account books, in that case, the treatment of the treasure presenters will be completely different.

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Immediately, each of the treasure presenters was smiling brightly, and it was common for them to secretly stuff a storage bag into the treasure when they presented it.

The treasure appraisers also understood this tacitly, and even their expressions did not change. However, the descriptions recorded in the books were already different from the real situation.

As the person in charge of Baojiao Island, Chen Feng's brother Zhang Yang was also among the crowd.

He took the initiative to move to Baojiao Island to avoid being squeezed out in Xianyun Island. If possible, he would rather not come here. But there is no way, Xianyun Sect has regulations, and the responsibility of each island is

Unless people are in seclusion, they must come. Zhang Yang naturally cannot be the person who breaks the rules, so he came.

This time he came to Xianyun Island and prepared a treasure. This treasure was a spiritual weapon, a middle-grade spiritual weapon.

Under normal circumstances, a mid-grade spiritual weapon cannot be considered priceless, but it is enough to prevent him, the person in charge of Treasure Island, from having to explain.

After all, Zhang Yang's purpose is just to cope with the situation.

After waiting for several hours, it was finally Zhang Yang's turn to present the treasure.

Zhang Yang's treasure appraiser didn't look very good. It was just because, although the treasure appraisers were all appraising treasures, they all had a different mind for each other. Which treasure appraiser received more things, which appraiser

Everyone knows that Baoguan receives less things, and there is even some intention of comparison.

Unfortunately, the "income" of the treasure appraiser responsible for Zhang Yang's group is the lowest among them all.

Seeing Zhang Yang's dignified appearance, the treasure inspector took the initiative to smile at him: "Fellow Taoist, the treasures you prepared can be taken out."

Zhang Yang didn't waste any time and immediately took out a round piece of gold from the storage ring he carried with him.

"Well, the quality of a medium-grade spiritual weapon is quite good, but it's not very valuable!" The treasure examiner made a critical comment: "Fellow Taoist, are you sure it is this treasure?"

"Well, that's it!" Zhang Yang nodded and said affirmatively.

"So, fellow Taoist, what kind of evaluation do you think can be written on this treasure? You know, if the evaluation is higher, you can get a lot of benefits." The treasure examiner looked at Zhang pointedly.

Yang, the thumb and index finger of his right hand rubbed vigorously in a hidden corner.

This series of actions were performed by the treasure inspector in an extremely explicit manner, and Zhang Yang could naturally see them clearly.

However, Zhang Yang didn't pay any attention to it and just said: "Just write how you want to write."

"That's what you said." Seeing that Zhang Yang had no intention of paying bribes, the treasure inspector also became unhappy. He wrote on the page: Zhang Yang of Baojiao Island, offers a gun, although

It is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, but it is in dilapidated condition and of the lowest quality!

Zhang Yang looked at that line of comments coldly and didn't care at all. Because he was not willing to stand out among the treasures, as long as he kept his position as the person in charge of Baojiao Island. For such a purpose, even if it was deliberately belittled**

, but enough.

"Next!" The treasure examiner waved his hand, intending to drive Zhang Yang away.

Zhang Yang was also very polite and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, an angry voice suddenly remembered.

This sound, like a thunder in summer, immediately plunged the gradually lively atmosphere into silence.

Who is so bold as to cause trouble in this aspect of treasure presentation?
Chapter completed!