Seeing that everyone was quiet, the old man surnamed Feng showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and then he sighed and spoke: "This year is also a coincidence, there are not many spiritual springs, but a fairy grass planted by Tianfei Ancestor is about to bloom and bear fruit, and it needs a large amount of spiritual spring watering. ”

"He is an old man, alone, he will go to one-third of the spiritual spring, and the rest, even the uncles and uncles of the Jindan period are not enough, and it is still the real person in charge of the house, so that we can win some shares for those of us in the foundation building period, and leave such five shares. ”

"If you are dissatisfied, you can go to the head of the sect to reason with the uncle, complain about the fat ancestor, and go to the spiritual spring too much. ”

......

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

Find a real person in charge to reason, complain about Tianfei Shizu, what are you kidding?

That's the Supreme Elder.

What is a Supreme Elder?

The most important existence of a sect.

Turning over the hands for the clouds and covering the hands for the rain, a word can determine the rise and fall, and a word can determine honor and disgrace.

If they dare to do that, they will deceive their teachers and destroy their ancestors, and they will be expelled from their sects at the least, or they will be drained from their souls and refine their souls, and they will never be reborn.

"Senior brother said with a smile, since the ancestor and his old man want to use it, how dare we have half a complaint. ”

"We are deeply blessed by the sect, how can we not know how to honor our elders?"

......

The monks were shocked and hurriedly expressed their fears.

At this time, they are the most unruly immortal cultivators, and they are all low-eyebrowed.

The ancestor of the Yuan infant stage is definitely not something they can be disrespectful and offended.

The originally noisy scene suddenly quieted down.

In this way, after a long cup of tea, an immortal cultivator in a red robe finally spoke cautiously: "Senior Brother Feng, top spiritual spring." There are only five servings, but there are so many people who want them, I don't know, how are you going to distribute them?"

The monks below could hear it clearly, and everyone had a look of concern on their faces. After all, it's in their vital interest.

Who wants to leave here empty-handed, but that's right, this year's top-level spiritual springs are too few, only five copies, so no one is sure.

At this moment, the voice of the old man surnamed Feng came into his ears: "Senior brothers, in fact, you don't have to be too discouraged, admittedly. This year's Lingquan is a little less, but the quality is far from comparable to the past, as the saying goes, misfortune and blessing lurk, the quality of this year's Lingquan can be said to be the best in a hundred years. ”

"What?"

"Really?"

"Haha, this is really a lost East Puppet, and the harvest is Sangyu. This year's spiritual spring, I wish a certain will be decided. ”

......

As soon as the words fell. Once again, the buzzing of the discussion came to their ears, adding fuel to the fire, and the monks who heard the news were all overjoyed.

In the Tianwei Sect, the spiritual spring is easy to obtain, and it has never been a rare commodity, but the top-quality spiritual spring. But it's another story.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many second-generation disciples here today to compete for treasures.

At this time, listening to Old Man Feng's words, everyone's faces showed a look of eagerness.

Ling Xian mingled in the crowd. The brow furrowed slightly.

sighed in his heart, his luck was really bad.

It's just a few spiritual springs, and there are twists and turns, how can you stand out from so many competitors in front of you?

Ling Xian didn't know in his heart that waiting to see what happened was the only choice.

Sure enough, soon someone who was anxious spoke: "Senior Brother Feng, don't sell Guanzi, Lingquan is only five shares, so many people, how can everyone divide it?"

"Is it an auction, and the highest bidder wins?"

"Well, that's a good idea. ”

"Nonsense, the Lingquan Palace has never had this rule, and this is not a fang market, how can the Lingquan be used for auction?"

However, before the words fell, someone quickly refuted.

Everyone's situation is different, and naturally they all hope that the way to obtain the spiritual spring is more beneficial to them.

"Well, don't say more. ”

The monk surnamed Feng shouted again: "Regarding the candidate who obtained the spiritual spring this time, how to choose, the head of the sect has already made it clear. ”

"What?"

All the monks were stunned and closed their mouths.

Tianyu Zhenren has an arrangement, and there is no point in everyone arguing here, not to mention that the head of the real person is prestigious, and everyone still trusts him very much in the fairness of doing things.

So quietly listen to what the other party said.

The old man surnamed Feng showed a hint of triumph on his face, his sleeve robe flicked, and the aura was dazzling, and five jade pendants flew out.

Everyone thought it was a treasure, but after a closer look, they found that it was extremely ordinary, not even a spiritual weapon, and it quietly exuded extremely weak spiritual power.

"What is this?"

The people present were all immortal cultivators who had survived a catastrophe, and there were many well-informed figures, but at this moment, the second monk was also confused.

"Everyone can see clearly, this jade pendant in my hand is not a treasure, only a little meditation effect, this is also given by the real person in charge, there are only these five pieces in the world, it is difficult to imitate in a short time. ”

Everyone was confused for a while, and they didn't know why he said this, but they didn't speak, and still listened quietly.

"After a while, I will randomly divide you into five groups, and each group will be teleported to the fantasy space specially prepared for this mission, and then everyone will show their strengths and look for the jade pendant, the time is two hours, and if you find it, you can get the spiritual spring." ”

"Of course, in the illusion space, any magic weapon can be used, and if any junior disciple finds the treasure first, it must also be prevented from being snatched away. ”

Hearing this, all the monks looked at each other, their faces became extremely ugly, and although the other party's words were euphemistic, the meaning was very obvious.

To prevent being snatched away, in other words, to be able to rob other people's things at will.

Isn't this a clear statement that everyone will kill each other?

Is there any mistake?

Although the top-level spiritual spring is what everyone wants, it is impossible to commit it, so he put his own life into it.

What's more, it's true that the law of the jungle eats the strong, but where is there the same sect that makes people kill each other.

The monks couldn't help but be stunned, and when they looked at the expression of the old man surnamed Feng, they became unkind.

Taking in everyone's eyes, the expression of the old man surnamed Feng was still graceful, and he coughed lightly: "Why do you look at me like this, didn't my brother say it, did he teleport you to a fantasy space, what about killing each other there, anyway, even if it falls, it is just fake, and even after the illusion is transmitted, not even a little oil skin will be broken, everyone is the same door, is it really possible to let you meet each other?"

"I see. ”

The monks breathed a sigh of relief, this is reasonable, I just said, where there are fellow disciples, for a little thing, the reason for a big fight, it turned out to be just a false alarm. (To be continued.) )