Chapter 738: Selection

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Xu Haoge was so angry by Xu Xingdong's words that he trembled, stretched out his finger and pointed at Xu Xingdong and shouted:

"Xu Xingdong, is this the place where you speak? You shut up. The Patriarch is here today to announce that the Elite Team will be disbanded from today. Since then, the Xu family has no elite team. ”

"For what?" Xu Xingdong was stunned when he heard this, and then shouted hoarsely: "Great Patriarch, the elite team was created by you, why do you want to disband?" The elite team is disbanded, so who will protect the family? ”

Speaking of this, his eyes were firmly fixed on Xu Ziyan on the high platform, and his expression became sad:

"Is it because of that Xu Ziyan, why do you want to disband the elite team because of her? Why should she be asked to form a new team? She is just an outsider, an outsider who has just arrived in Xujiagu! ”

"Xu Xingdong!" Xu Haoge was dumbfounded.

Xu Ziyan waved his hand and said softly: "Uncle doesn't need to be angry, arrogance is not a bad thing." As long as he meets my criteria, I will admit him as well. If it doesn't meet our standards, it's useless to be arrogant. ”

Although Xu Ziyan's voice was soft, it made everyone in the entire square hear it clearly. Everyone on and off the stage looked at Xu Ziyan with strange expressions. I don't know what method Xu Ziyan will use to select the players. At the same time, I am also very interested in the standards in Xu Ziyan's words.

Xu Ziyan stopped speaking, and Xu Xingdong in the audience looked at Xu Ziyan with disdain, and said secretly in his heart:

"No matter what your standard is, my cultivation is at the top level of the family. If you don't choose me, then I will ask you what are the criteria for selecting people? Even I don't choose your standard is child's play, and when the time comes, you won't be able to get off the stage depending on how I question you!

If you chose me, I didn't see your team. Where will your majesty be? Without majesty, how to command a detachment? At that point, you will be despised by the whole family of monks.

The Great Patriarch will discourage you from forming a team, or do you have to let me continue to lead the elite team? Want my elite team to disband? Hum! Dream! ”

Xu Ziyan knew that he had no prestige in Xujiagu at this time, so he said to Xu Haoge:

"Uncle, now let all the disciples of the Xu family sit on the ground."

When Xu Haoge heard this, he didn't know what Xu Ziyan was going to do. However, according to Xu Ziyan's request, he said this sentence out loud. All the disciples in the square looked at Xu Haoge on the high platform inexplicably, but in the end, they sat on the ground one by one according to Xu Haoge's order, even Xu Xingdong was no exception.

Seeing that all the people were sitting on the ground, Xu Ziyan said to the six Yuan Infant Monks on the high platform:

"After a while, as long as I see someone standing up from the ground, I will trouble the six uncles and aunts to bring those family disciples who stood up to the open space on the other side of the square."

Although the six Yuan Infant Monks didn't know what kind of mechanism Xu Ziyan was selling, they all nodded solemnly, and said to Xu Ziyan respectively:

"King, we know the truth!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xu Ziyan took out the jade flute from the storage ring and put it across his lips to transport the golden meaning to the Great Perfection. The sound of the flute whimpered and spread in all directions, and in an instant, nearly 10,000 people in the entire square were enveloped in it.

It was only a few breaths, and there was no sound in the whole square except for the whimpering whistle. The sound of the flute brought all the Xu family members into an illusion except for the six Yuan Infant Monks on the high platform. Although the environment generated in the minds of each Xu family monk was different, it was also very similar.

In front of their eyes, there was a scene of humiliation, beating, scolding, and even killing of the natives of the Southern Wilderness. And the woman who robbed them, the daughter. Kill their fathers, husbands, brothers......

Pictures of humiliation were truly unfolded in front of their eyes.

In this illusion, everyone's expression is different, and their innermost thoughts are different. Some people choose to give in, trembling all over. Some of them were trembling, but it was the image that stirred up the hatred in their hearts.

Finally, someone could not bear the humiliation, stood up from the ground, and raised his head to the sky and roared.

As soon as the figures flashed in the air, the infant monks on the high platform carried the monks who had risen from the ground to another clearing, where there was no flute sound. They quickly came to their senses.

Xu Ziyan played the flute while paying attention to the changes in the expressions of the Xu family monks in the square. As the sound of the flute deepened, the expressions of the disciples of the Xu family gradually divided into several expressions. Some rose from the ground angrily, clenched into fists, and roared hoarsely. Some trembled with fear, some were numb, and a few were delighted.

The angry roarers are the hope of the Xu family in the future, and the fear of the numb in Xu Ziyan's heart had better leave them in the Southern Wilderness, otherwise it is to take them out of the Southern Wilderness, and they may not be able to go through thousands of mountains and rivers and reach the Lotus Peak alive. And those few who are happy are undoubtedly the spies planted by the natives of the Southern Wilderness in Xujiagu.

Xu Ziyan took out a wisp of spiritual power and told his observations to the six Yuan Infant Stage monks on the high platform. Let them remember those spies, find the right time, the right reason, and get rid of them one by one.

Now, Xu Haoge and the other six Yuan Infant Monks also understand how Xu Ziyan chooses monks who still have blood in their hearts. Seeing the monks with joyful faces, their hearts were bleeding. These people are also disciples of the Xu family, and they also have the blood of the Xu family. Unexpectedly, they became the spies planted in the family by the people of the Southern Wilderness.

I couldn't help but lament in my heart, is the Xu family so decaying?

Xu Ziyan played the flute over and over again, and the six Yuan Infant Monks in the air kept bringing the Xu family disciples who had stood up from the ground one by one to the clearing, and at the same time remembered the faces of those spies planted by the people of the Southern Wilderness.

And those Xu family monks who were standing on top of the open space and had regained their consciousness had already understood how Xu Ziyan was selecting the team members at this time. Thinking back to the illusion just now, he suddenly understood Xu Ziyan's intentions. Pick these angry people Xu Ziyan This is to target the natives of the Southern Wilderness and revive the Xu family! For a moment, I felt that I was in an uplifted mood, and my eyes revealed respect and a hint of fanaticism when I looked at Xu Ziyan on the high platform.

These Xu family monks have also been suppressed for too long, and their repression comes from two aspects. On the one hand, they were humiliated by the natives of the Southern Wilderness outside, and on the other hand, they were suppressed by the high-level of the family, repeatedly warning them not to provoke the natives of the Southern Wilderness and bring disaster to the Xu family. And once he had a conflict with the natives of the Southern Wilderness, he didn't see the high-level of the family standing up for them.

It's not like they've never encountered such a thing, and deep down they've gradually become disillusioned with their family, and their anger is buried deep in their hearts. If you are not a strong-willed person, you will slowly become cringe and numb.

At this time, there were fewer and fewer people standing up in the square, but Xu Ziyan was still playing the flute. Because she also saw that there were some people whose expressions were neither angry nor fearful and numb, but struggle.

This is a clear indication that there is still blood in their hearts, but it has also been almost worn out over the years. And among these people is Xu Xingdong.

In fact, Xu Xingdong is also a tragic figure. The qualifications are good, and he is willing to work hard and cultivate for the family, and he has always been ranked in the forefront of the family's star generations, even surpassing most of the elders. At the beginning, he also fought and fought with the natives of the Southern Wilderness. But it is very important to have the support of the family

What makes him most angry and helpless is that winning the battle against the natives of the Southern Wilderness will force the family to apologize to the natives of the Southern Wilderness. lost the battle, but he was humiliated by the people of the Southern Wilderness, but no one in the family came forward. This made his heart gradually become deformed, and while hating the people of the Southern Wilderness, he was also full of rebellion against the family. However, the bloodiness gradually disappeared, and he no longer fought with the people of the Southern Wilderness, and hid if he could. However, he became violent towards the people in the family.

Now that Xu Ziyan's flute has pulled him into the illusion again, the bloody nature that has gradually disappeared has been revived again. However, the cringe and fear formed by years of repression made the revived blood sway, and Xu Xingdong's heart was struggling.

Xu Ziyan's gaze was fixed on the faces of Xu Xingdong and dozens of other people, and now only these dozens of people were still struggling there. The rest of the people in the square were some people who were afraid and numb, and Xu Ziyan had given them up. Only these dozens are still struggling there, and Xu Ziyan doesn't want to give up. On the one hand, there are not many bloody people in the Xu family now, on the other hand, if they can overcome themselves psychologically, it will undoubtedly be a time to break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, and their state of mind will be mentioned again

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Dozens of struggling monks slowly began to grow fearful, giving up their bloodiness from the bottom of their hearts. Xu Ziyan's eyes revealed disappointment, and he raised his eyebrows, finding that Xu Xingdong was still struggling. And his face was gradually becoming hideous, and finally he jumped up from the ground, and his face was distorted and he raised his head to the sky and roared.

Xu Haoge's face on the high platform was happy, and his figure swept Xu Xingdong to the open space. One after another, eight more people broke free from the shackles in their hearts and stood up from the ground with a roar. After that, no monk was free from the fear and numbness in his heart.

Xu Ziyan put away the jade flute that was across his lips, his eyes coldly swept over the monks who had just woken up in the square, and whispered to Xu Haoge beside him:

"Let these people disperse!"

Xu Haoge sighed lightly, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. These people are undoubtedly people who are about to be abandoned by the Xu family, even if some people here finally follow them to the Lotus Peak in the Central Plains, they can only take on some labor, and the revitalization of the Xu family cannot rely on them. And what really hurts Xu Haoge is that there are too many of these people. There were nearly 10,000 monks, but there were only more than 1,000 monks selected by Xu Ziyan.

didn't bother to wave his hand, and shouted directly to the Xu family monks on the square: "Disband!" ”

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