City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 130 The Salted Fish Who Lost Their Dreams

Master Yimeng on the stage continued to say this.

After speaking some inspiring words, he introduced the rules of the big competition in detail, as well as the specific winning rewards.

However, Wei Xiao found that the audience in the audience didn't seem to buy it...

Among the lowly group of people, some were whispering and chatting, some were hiding behind the crowd and walked quickly with their heads down, trying to slip away quietly, and some even slept on chairs when they disagreed with each other. Group of people.

They all abandoned their chairs and sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate.

As expected of a master disciple of the three major sects, he is not even willing to give up time for meetings, and races against time to practice.Wei Xiao didn't know whether he was feeling emotional or complaining.

In fact, thinking about it, for people in Xiumeng, the three-year competition is really not that attractive!
In the real world, the spiritual energy has been exhausted, and the world of cultivation is a stagnant water. Only a few medium-sized fish can still jump around, and the other big fish have already found ponds to hide in.

Where's the little fish?Either the little fish had no chance to grow up, or they were turned into salted fish because of lack of water.

Most of the people in front of the audience are salted fish...

?Master Yimeng on the stage continued to say this.

After speaking some inspiring words, he introduced the rules of the big competition in detail, as well as the specific winning rewards.

However, Wei Xiao found that the audience in the audience didn't seem to buy it...

Among the lowly group of people, some were whispering and chatting, some were hiding behind the crowd and walked quickly with their heads down, trying to slip away quietly, and some even slept on chairs when they disagreed with each other. Group of people.

They all abandoned their chairs and sat cross-legged on the ground to meditate.

As expected of a master disciple of the three major sects, he is not even willing to give up time for meetings, and races against time to practice.Wei Xiao didn't know whether he was feeling emotional or complaining.

In fact, thinking about it, for people in Xiumeng, the three-year competition is really not that attractive.

In the real world, spiritual energy has been exhausted, and the world of cultivation is a pool of stagnant water. Only a few unwilling fish can still jump around, while other big fish have already found ponds to hide in.

Where's the little fish?Either the little fish had no chance to grow up, or they were turned into salted fish because of lack of water.

Most of the people in front of the stage are just salty fish without dreams...

Those who still want to jump up and down a little bit are probably only disciples of the three major sects.After all, for them, the spiritual energy is exhausted, but other cultivation resources are not lacking, and the scarce spiritual energy is still in the hands of the three factions.

Master Yimeng has naturally seen the situation in the audience a long time ago. It is dejected and quiet like stagnant water, no matter how grand he talks above.

He felt that he had done his best, so he had a clear conscience and no worries in his heart.

As usual, he finished speaking what needed to be announced, then stood up and stepped aside, leaving the rest to his juniors.

Wei Xiao listened carefully to Yimeng Daoist's explanation of the Dabi rules without missing a word.

After all, he is a person who has to rely on the rules to "try hard to lose"!
But is this rule too simple?
After listening to the whole process, Wei Xiao summed up all the rules in just three words: knockout, team formation, and hard work!

"Okay!" Wei Xiao was convinced, and couldn't find any loopholes.

After explaining the rules of the competition, another person changed on the stage.

Hearing the yelling from the people next to him, this person should be the head of Xuantian Temple—the head of Tianyi.

Wei Xiao took a closer look and saw that he was indeed very charming!
Chief Tian is also wearing a Taoist robe, which is very similar to the costumes of the disciples of Xuantian Temple in the audience. He has a white face and no beard, a tall figure, a handsome figure, and an extraordinary appearance.

From the costumes alone, it can be seen that the three major factions are not only extraordinary in strength, but also have great cohesion.

Tian Daochang is good-looking, but the words he speaks make people a little drowsy.

He first introduced the leaders present at the meeting, and everyone applauded... Then he began to talk about the history of Xiumeng, the struggles of the predecessors, and the difficulties encountered now, and everyone applauded...

This set is basically taught by him at every conference, and the audience in the audience can almost recite it by themselves. Naturally, they know where to applaud, where to boo, and even shout a few words "for the sake of cultivation." Alliance!"...

However, there are still a few newcomers in the audience, such as Wei Xiao.

He listened with relish, and even booed and applauded along with those old fritters, of course...he didn't want to shout the slogan of the second.

For Wei Xiao, the Xiumeng he had come into contact with before was only a few people in the Xiumeng, such as Lu Yuqing, the Daming School where Taoist Shannan belonged, and the former Boss Dong, and Gao who died. Grandmaster.

Even that "Brother Ding Yi" only met after going up the mountain.

Therefore, he has almost no understanding of Xiumeng, and the only information he has is obtained from other people's mouths.

After listening to the explanation given by Chief Tiandao, he finally had a more comprehensive understanding.

The aura began to decrease 300 years ago, and it was completely exhausted until 200 years ago.

The depletion of spiritual energy has triggered internal strife, scrambles, and chaos in the cultivation world.

The three major sects protected the last few blessed lands of spiritual energy, and kept the foundation and inheritance of the sect, while the others were beating their lives to death, and the cultivation world was completely out of control.

After more than 150 years, the strong ones will naturally grab the blessed land they deserve, and then they have to spend part of their energy to defend it, so they have no time to grab it; the weak ones either found their thighs or died, and the rest They are all gophers hiding in their holes in panic all day long.

Then, led by Yimeng Daoist, the three major factions jointly formed the Xiumeng, which quelled the civil strife in the cultivation world, and everyone lived a peaceful life.

Of course, life is peaceful, but there is still no solution to the problem of spiritual energy depletion. The problem is still serious, but the three major sects are working hard, especially Xuantian Guan, who has never given up looking for a way to revive spiritual energy.

Therefore, I hope that you will not forget the history, practice hard, and inherit the burden on us in the future, and strive for the recovery of spiritual energy.

The above, except for the last sentence said by the real Tianyi, the others are all summed up by Wei Xiao himself.

After Master Tianyi finished speaking, he also gave up his seat.

It was already the turn of the representative of the Changshengtang faction among the three major factions to speak, but the third elder of the Changshengtang remained motionless, with an impatient look on his face, as if he didn't want to go on stage and say something unpopular.

Changshengtang didn't move, and the leader of the small faction who was about to speak behind didn't dare to speak in front of Changshengtang, so it was like a stalemate.

The scene suddenly fell into embarrassment.

Fortunately, Yimeng Daoist quickly stood up and settled the situation with a few words.However, the subsequent speeches could not be carried out, so the seemingly grand "Xiumeng Harmonious Development Conference" came to an anticlimactic end.

Many people don’t even know what’s going on…

Take a nap and the conference is over?

Or: People haven’t even finished the whole week yet, why is this year’s conference so fast?
The meeting was announced to be over, and Lu Yuqing came over again.

Her intention for coming was obvious, and she asked immediately: "Did you hear everything about Dabi just now?"

Wei Xiao nodded: "Listen clearly! In the knockout round of the team, go all out to fight."

"Then let's form a team, me, you, Yun Qing, Yun Zheng, and Yun Xi. It's okay for your junior brother to be a substitute, right?" Lu Yuqing counted the number of people for him one by one, wringing her fingers.

Well, six people formed a team and five people played. Originally, she had to find another substitute, but with brother Xiao's junior, the number was just enough.

"No problem!" Wei Xiao agreed.

It is not difficult for Hou Qing to play as a substitute, as long as he loses early, there will be no chance for Hou Qing to play.

But looking at Lu Yuqing's full of anticipation, I guess she will be sad for a while after losing.

There was nothing Wei Xiao could do about this.There are too many secrets in him, and they will be exposed if you are not careful.

After going through so much, he also understands one thing: the wealth is not revealed, and the secret must not be leaked until he has no strength to protect his secrets.

(End of this chapter)