Chapter 1274 Mr. Zhuge

"Liu Jun is so miserable"

"Yes, I thought I would turn into a phoenix on the tree, but I didn't expect it to fall into a pit."

"This pit is so miserable. I have to come and participate in the selection of inner disciples."

"He is afraid he is a deacon, so why are he still here to participate in the selection?"

"You don't understand this. Status is status, and position is position. For example, Senior Brother Chu Yunfei, the position is just a deacon in Wuwei Palace, but it is the true disciple of our second elder. Not only does it have the worship of the deacon, but it also has the benefits of being a true disciple."

Everyone immediately understood and understood.

Who doesn’t know that the Hall of Precepts is very poor. It is not difficult to understand that Liu Jun, who is injured like this, can be used to replace it with a sympathy award.

Moreover, Liu Jun's intimidation is too strong, so how dare ordinary disciples provoke him? Maybe they can get to the top.

"Cough cough" An old man wearing a white robe and kind-eyed face stood on the platform and coughed a few times.

The sound was not loud, but it echoed throughout the square.

Everyone calmed down instantly, looked at the old man with a reverent look.

No one knows the old man’s name, but he only knows that this old man is the main hall master of the Chuangong Hall and the common teacher of many elders’ hall masters.

"Welcome to the Teacher" deacons in the Hall of Merits will take the lead in delivering their tribute.

"Welcome to the teacher"

Other disciples followed closely, and the overwhelming voices 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 he was not completely covered.

"We respectfully call him Mr. Zhuge, or Teacher Zhuge," replied the deacon in charge of pushing wheelchairs.

"Okay, the selection competition that has been held every few years is about to begin again. There are two selection competitions in total. The first selection competition is to go to Guixue Ridge to find a beacon, which is the thing in my hand." Mr. Zhuge shook the golden object in his hand.

"The more you get, the easier it is to advance. There is no limit on the way to obtain it. Whether you buy or grab it, you are not allowed to hurt other people's lives." Mr. Zhuge paused, "Seven days, seven days at this time, I am waiting for you here, just get the top 100 beacons."

As soon as these words were spoken, a sensation immediately caused a stir among the outer disciples participating in the selection competition. Although there were such selections before, there was no such restriction on almost nothing like now.

If you can buy this, then you can spend enough money to buy it? Then what else can you do?

Some wealthy and powerful outer disciples all showed a hint of excitement. This selection rules are really suitable for them.

Most of the outer disciples were a little desperate. They were originally thinking about trying their luck to try to be promoted to inner disciples.

But facing such cruel rules, the probability of success when you try your luck is infinitely close to zero.

"By the way, those who have not become an inner disciple do not have to worry about working in vain. Each beacon can be exchanged for ten Taoist contribution points," added Mr. Zhuge.

The disciples looked a little better now. They were unable to be promoted to inner disciples after they had worked hard. That would definitely be a blow to them, and at least it would be a bit of a consolation prize.

"Okay, let's go, your game has begun." Mr. Zhuge smiled slightly.

The disciples were stunned for a moment, then they reacted and each showed their magical powers to rush to the Ghost Crying Ridge.

Guichui Ridge is several hundred kilometers away from Kunlun Mountain. Even if everyone is a monk, it will take a long time to reach it.

Compared with the others' running wildly, Liu Jun, who pushed the wheelchair and moved forward quickly, became a very eye-catching existence.

"I'll go, at this speed, he started running back when he got to the other side?"

"Oh, it's exaggerating. In my opinion, this Liu Jun has already returned before he arrived."

"Tsk tsk, this is too miserable. If you get hurt like this, you have to go to Guichuiling Ridge. Even if you go there, you will die."

Although everyone knows that Liu Jun is very strong, they are all the past. Now Liu Jun is too injured and has no ability to take care of himself.

"I've started gambling, I've started gambling. Come on, who can get the first place in the bet?" Baishitong shouted in the crowd.

Taoist disciples usually practiced with care. They finally took advantage of the selection competition to relax. When they saw a bet, they naturally thought about participating.

It’s just that there is a precept hall. Although these people are moved, they dare not act. Although the Taoist sect does not have clear regulations to not allow gambling, this thing has not had a good impact. If the precept hall is looking for trouble, there is no reason to deal with them.

"Well, I'll bet on ten thousand spirit stones, and I'll bet on Liu Jun's first place this time." Gongsun Ji from the Discipline Hall came over and said in a shocking way.

Everyone looked shocked. What was going on? The Lord of the Palace of the Discipline Hall took the lead in participating in the gambling game? What's this special meow's operation?

"What are you doing when you stand there? Is there anything you don't hear? You can do it without any prohibition?" Gongsun Ji looked around and said.

This is what the Lord of the Palace of Precepts said? Everyone was stunned.

A disciple took the lead in saying, "Mr. Palace Master, if you say this, we will bet, but you have to guarantee that we cannot catch us in the Precepts Hall for this reason, and we cannot confiscate our gambling funds."

"Is this so shameless person?" Gongsun Ji rolled her eyes and said unhappy.

Everyone's mouth twitched. Although Gongsun Ji was the master of the Jielu Hall, his reputation in the Taoist sect was definitely notorious.

Everyone knows that as long as you give money and don’t let Gongsun Ji violate the rules, she can even ignore her face.

"I*, you have no trust in me!" Gongsun Ji suddenly burst into tears when he saw everyone's expressions.

"Master of the Palace, please calm down." Baishitong hurriedly stopped Gongsun Ji.

If they continue to make trouble like this, they will be in vain.

"Everyone, everyone knows what kind of reputation I am in Baishitong is. Now that the Lord of the Palace Master of the Precepts is involved, I absolutely cannot cheat everyone. Moreover, there are so many of us, the Lord of the Palace Master of the Palace Master cannot be angry with the public. Don't worry, bet on the bet." Baishitong said pretending to be calm.

In fact, he was very nervous. Although he had to make some bets, compared with this scale, it was a slight witch.

He is not worried about anything else now, he is worried that the matter will be messed up this time, and Liu Jun will deal with him.

A few days ago, Liu Jun and Palace Master Gongsun Ji found him. He originally thought that Liu Jun was here to ask for gambling money. After all, when Liu Jun fought against the Dugu brothers, he bet with him and won 50,000 spirit stones.

This is not a small amount, so the moment he saw Liu Jun and Gongsun Ji, he knelt down like a dead end because he could not afford to pay 50,000 spirit stones.

As a result, Liu Jun did not come to ask for gambling money, but came to him to cooperate with him and make a big bet.

After hearing Liu Jun’s plan, his first reaction was that he was too crazy and shocked!

Because this bet can definitely be called the largest and most formal one in the entire Taoist sect.

Not to mention anything else, who can get the support of the Taoist sect to play a gambling game? What is the difference between this and drying bacon in front of a tiger?

He originally wanted to refuse because there will definitely be many Taoist disciples involved in this gambling game, and they will definitely be noticed by the Great Elders. If the Great Elders object to this matter, it will be a big deal.

After all, only he is in this gambling game, the only one is the one who is so angry that the Lord Gongsun Ji is at most a gambler, while Liu Jun is a player who is not in the rules. One of these two has the power and the other has the strength. If something happens, he will definitely be unlucky in the end.

But if you don’t cooperate, you will have to pay Liu Jun 50,000 spirit stones, and he is still the word “death”.

He stretched his neck and shook it, but he simply took a gamble.

"This time I have too much money. What if you run away?" Everyone was still hesitant.

Baishitong took out a dagger and cut it hard on the palm of his left hand, and blood suddenly emerged.

"I swear by blood, no matter whether I win or lose, I will not run away, nor will I leave the Taoist sect! If I can't afford it, then I will sell this magic weapon and pay it to everyone."

While he was reluctant to swear, Baishitong took out a flag.

"Hmm? Is this the Soul-Slaying Flag?" An old voice rang out.

The crowd separated and an old man in white robe came over.

"Hello Teacher Zhuge" everyone saluted.

Mr. Zhuge nodded slightly, his eyes locked on the flag.

"The teacher is right, this is indeed the Soul-killing Flag," Gongsun Ji replied respectfully.

As for everyone knows everything, this girl claims to be smart and capable. After seeing Mr. Zhuge who is intimidating the entire East China continent, she is also stupid and looks at a loss.

"Can you show me?" Mr. Zhuge asked.

"Oh, Oh, OK" Pepsi hurriedly reached out to hold up the Soul-Slaying Flag.

"No" Gongsun Ji and Mr. Zhuge both spoke out at the same time to stop everything from happening.

(End of this chapter)
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