Chapter 111 Selection

"Is this boy's words credible?" But the Taoist asked first.

Fan Caiqi, who went down to earth like a fairy, smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Dao, is there any way we can not believe it?"

The other four looked at each other with a bitter smile. Yes, is there any way to choose not to believe it? You know, this matter is more important than your own life, and now it's better to believe whether it is credible or not.

Soon, the five people discussed the countermeasures. In fact, there is nothing to discuss at all. Meng Ling, they obviously can't afford to deal with it. It's better to be remembered by crazy people than to commit suicide. As for Nangong Ruoming and his party, they don't have the ability to provoke. After all, no one chooses to die when there is a way to live. You should know that if you take action against Nangong Ruoming, wait for Ruo to compete with Qiankun Taoist field. Ha, give them three guts, and they don't dare.

At present, there is only one road to choose from and the fairest road: 20 people died in each of the five avenues.

When the five people made this decision, there was no sadness on their faces. It seemed that it was not their own peers who were about to die, nor did they once get along with themselves day and night and called their brothers or uncles. It seems that only the cat or dog that has nothing to do with it is going to die.

At this time, human life is more cheap and worthless than cat life. If the 20 people in the road know that they know their fate now, will they regret begging their master to come to this endless forest?

If everyone knows their fate, can't they avoid bad luck? Isn't this the way for the master's pursuit? But even when the master is investigating his fate, he is vast and can't see anything. Even if the master observes the fate of others with himself or others' longevity, it only gets a general ambiguity. Ha, Qi Xie is supported by a big shot and is an alien. How can an ordinary master have such a good fate as him?

Five people came back happily. I can't see any sadness or happiness.

Gather the disciples of their respective Taoist fields together and simply ordered a few words. It suddenly caused an uproar. This uproar happened in more than one place, but in five places at the same time. You know, this time, each dojo of the Fifth Avenue sent 100 people to this endless forest to seize the treasures in the ancient temple. One hundred people are above the realm of Wuzong. Even the weakest ones are the first stage of Wuzong. Now 20 people have to automatically sign up and sacrifice themselves for the benefit of the dojo. Who is willing to sacrifice automatically?!

But, if you don't sacrifice automatically, but there is nothing you can do about it.

But the Taoist said coldly, "Since no one sacrifices automatically, let's start with the low cultivation. But I want to put the ugly words to the front. Anyone whose name is named by me, once he sacrifices his life for the interests of the dojo, his family will not be appeased by the dojo! Next, I will give you another minute. You can think about your own cultivation. If you think about your wife and children, stand up by yourself. Humph, if I call the name, hum. Now let's start the timing. Think about it all!" But the Taoist's eyes glanced coldly at the rest of the people as cold as electricity.

The same situation is also staged in other four avenues. Although the process is different, the atmosphere is extremely heavy.

Feng Linger pulled the corner of Xuanyuan and asked in a low voice, "Are you really an apprentice of a crazy person?"

Xuanyuan smiled mysteriously and said, "Guess."

Fengling said andly, "Don't say it!" But in my heart, I have already believed * points.

Xuanyuan is looking for flirting, ha, not flirting, but laughing. It's still stormy over there.

But the long wind said coldly, "It's time."

One of them is unusually handsome and elegant, but his face is bloodless. It seems that he does not pay attention to moderation after a serious illness and moves the piston day and night. The whole person seems to be weak.

But Feng doesn't know his name, but he vaguely remembers that he is a disciple of his brother Jingfeng Taoist priest, who has just broken through the realm of Wuzong this year. Among his 100 people, his cultivation is the last.

Since there is the first one, there will be a second one. They are not afraid of death, but worthless.

If you stand up, at least after your death, your wife and children can still live. If you are called by Kefeng, ha, this kind of death is the most cowardly way to die. It's better to die for the benefit of the dojo. This not only wins the name behind him, but also makes the living a better life. Ha, it's really killing two birds with one stone!

It didn't take long for 16 people to stand up. Yes, only 16 people stood up, and it seemed that there were still four people left.

But he looked coldly at the remaining 85 people and said blankly, "There are still the last four people!"

It is silent, and the needle can be heard.

No one took the initiative to stand up. No one thinks that the next bottom person is themselves, and everyone feels that there are people who are worse than their own cultivation. Everyone doesn't want to die. The more powerful practitioners like these people are, the more they cherish their lives. Because their lives are much longer than those of ordinary people. The more certain they are that they can live for a long time, the more afraid they are of death. This is indeed an indisputable fact. Even Xuanyuan is afraid of death now. It is because he is afraid of death that he has to do everything he can to let others die, not himself. I don't know if those Wu Zun and Emperor Wu are more afraid of death, because their life expectancy is at least 500 years.

Do you live longer and are more afraid of death? I don't know, really don't know.

A cruel smile overflowed from the corners of the Taoist's mouth: "Since no one stands up, I will say his name."

Yes, but the Taoist doesn't know everyone's name, but it doesn't prevent him from choosing the other four people. Among the remaining 85 people, there are several disciples who are against themselves everywhere. Since no one stands up, it will be selected from among them.

Everyone has their own selfishness. If there is a chance to attack their opponents, how can Taoists let go for no reason?

"Zhang Tianjiao." But the Taoist said calmly.

A 30-year-old man with red teeth and white teeth and a few rays of beards under his jaw stood up. This person's movements are elegant, and the corners of his eyes show a faint sense of self-confidence, which makes people feel good at first sight.

When the man named Zhang Tianjiao saw Kefeng shouting his name, he did not show a panic look. Instead, he replied softly, "I don't know what orders can Kefeng's uncle to call his nephew?"

But the people's anger prevailed, but it did not show it. The corners of his mouth showed a fierce color and said coldly, "You will be sacrificed in this dojo."

Zhang Tianjiao pretended to be surprised and said, "Isn't it a mistake? No matter how poor the nephew's cultivation is, he also has the cultivation of the third stage of the middle stage of Wuzong. Humph, why me?!"

"So you are questioning my decision?" But the Taoist is on the verge of an outbreak.

Zhang Tianjiao didn't seem to feel it at all and said indifferently, "Master, my nephew dares not question your decision. It's just that the nephew believes that the remaining four people should not include the nephew. Oh. I forgot to tell you that before leaving, the master gave the treasure to his nephew to protect himself.

But when Taoist first heard it, he was shocked. That baby, is it? The Taoist recovered from surprise and said in disbelief, "That baby is one of the three (harmonious) magic weapons of the younger brother, and it is also one of the biggest means to save your life. How can it be given to you?"

Zhang Tianjiao said leisurely, "Master, you also know what the master likes. Coincidentally, your sister..."

Zhang Tianjiao's words have no beginning and no end, but Kefeng fully understood them. This Tianjiao master listens to Taoists' favorite beauty, especially the uninvited chicks. And this Tianjiao sister Zhang Tianlian is really beautiful and charming, but even Taoist people think that Zhang Tianlian will be a child. If this Tianlian is not a young child, his younger brother will certainly not kill three consecutive rings, and the second divine soldiers that can be used in the realm of Wuzong will be given to this Tianjiao.

Thinking of this, the Taoist also hesitated. But he has already said it. If he repents at this time, won't he slap himself in the face? He can't lose his face.

Zhang Tianjiao continued to say, "Otherwise, my nephew will choose an opponent to compete. If my nephew is lucky enough to win, hehe..."

But the Taoist took a deep look at the sky and then glanced at the remaining 84 people, and then said slowly, "Well, just do as you say. Who has any objection?!"

No one speaks.

But the Taoist nodded and said, "Since no one objected, you can start choosing someone." The last sentence was obviously said to Zhang Tianjiao.

Zhang Tianjiao looked at the remaining 84 people as if nothing had happened. Every person who was swept by Zhang Tianjiao's eyes beat fiercely, and no one wanted Zhang Tianjiao to choose himself. Even those who are one or more superior to Zhang Tianjiao do not want Zhang Tianjiao to choose themselves.

No one who can cultivate to the realm of Wuzong is stupid. Just looking at the performance of the Taoist just now, I know that this Tianjiao has a treasure that can be challenged by leaps. Otherwise, Yi Kefeng's personality will never give Zhang Tianjiao this opportunity, which is obviously a slap in the face. Although it was not heavy, it was also a real one. Nearly 100 people saw it, heard it, and heard it in their hearts.

Zhang Tian's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, slowly glanced at the remaining 84 people, and glanced back and forth several times. Everyone's heart was lifted high and fell heavily. Many people's backs have sweats that they don't even know themselves.

It is difficult to choose people in the gossip dojo. What about the rest of the dojo? It seems to be going well. Especially on the other side of Baihua Daochang, there are already 20 disciples and five female disciples.

Xuanyuan looked at Fan Caiqi from time to time, which made Feng Linger angry. Of course, no matter how angry Feng Linger is, she just scolds Xuanyuan in her heart. On the surface, you can't see any trace.

Finally, Zhang Tianjiao's eyes stopped on a person.

But the face of the Taoist has changed greatly. He never thought that this sky would choose him!