Urban best village doctor

Those who can become the head are not fuel-efficient lamps, including Tianshu, she is not particularly fuel-efficient, otherwise Emei has developed for so many years, and would have been squeezed out by other gangs long ago.

To be able to survive until today, Emei's financial resources are even stronger than most gangs, so the heads of Taishan and Huashan dare not say something too harsh in front of Tianshu. This time they came here just as a routine to say hello to each other.

Not long after, the heads of Kongtong, Wudang, and Shaolin also came here. Besides, there was also the head of Qingfeng Mountain.

Qingfengshan is a small gang that has risen in the past hundred years. Because the gang leader in the gang is no less powerful than the Emei Sect and others, it has risen rapidly in Kyoto, and its disciples are also very powerful, faintly surpassing Emei.

This time the various sects met together to participate in the competition, which was also caused by Qingfengshan's efforts.

"I said, Teacher Tai, Kunlun Kongtong, Wudang Shaolin, Taishan Huashan and your Emei, among the seven sects, your Emei spirit is exhausted, why don't you participate today, so as not to be ashamed, just give us the position of the seventh sect How?" The head of Qingfeng Mountain is a little old man in his sixties with dry skin, named Mu Qingshan, he and Emei had a hard time getting along, but he was not as tactful as the other sects, and he directly started to taunt.

The seven sects he mentioned, except Kunlun, are here today. Kunlun ranks first among the seven sects, and its outstanding disciples emerge in endlessly. Since ancient times, no one has shaken them, let alone provoked them.

Rumor has it that the top ascetics in Kunlun can already fly in the sky, so no one will touch this bad luck. Naturally, no one in Kunlun will participate today.

Because... they disdain!

According to the layout planning of the capital by the senior leaders of Huaxia, the seven sects have given them different policy plans according to their different strengths and positions. Naturally, the higher the ranking of these plans, the more resources they have.

The reason for this is actually the wiseness of the leaders of Huaxia. They deliberately let several sects fight to save them from having time to think about things and harm the people.

Not only the seven sects, but also some families also use this method. In short, the resources are in the hands of Huaxia. If you want to get more things, you have to become awesome and suppress others.

Once they come and go, these sects can't become a big climate, and they can't pose a threat to some things, which saves people a lot of worry.

Therefore, this ranking competition has also become something that must be contested among sects and families. Emei was ranked second before Tianyuan's death, and it is rumored that after Tianyuan's death, he dropped directly from second to seventh.

Even the emerging sect Qingfengshan can't compare to it. The resources of the seventh sect and the following sects are very different. When the strength reaches a certain level, Qingfengshan will naturally aim at the chrysanthemums of Emei and covet to replace them.

"You guys, Qingfeng Mountain, are nothing but a mob of bandits, how dare you compare yourself with me, Emei? Hehe." Tianshu replied calmly, and didn't bother him again.

"Hey, today is the young people's home court, we old guys just watch it, don't make trouble." Zhang Jiuming, the head of Wudang, hurriedly smoothed things over, "There are still ten minutes to go, let's go to our referee's seat?"

Under Zhang Jiuming's circle, everyone echoed one after another, and the several masters walked to the highest point of Fengchao, where there were seven chairs prepared just for them.

For the sake of fairness, the seven masters are all the referees this time!

when!

Suddenly, a bell rang in the huge phoenix nest, and the disciples of the various sects fell silent.

"I think you are all in a bad mood, so let me give the opening remarks." Zhang Jiuming sought the opinions of the rest of the people, especially the old bald donkey who sat on the farthest edge and had never spoken. Then he stood up, and shouted with aura mixed with his voice: "Everyone, be quiet!"

The originally delicate voice became like a red bell at this moment, resounding in the ears of all the gang disciples, and everyone gradually became quiet for a while.

"Today is a rare friendship contest held by our sects. In the spirit of fairness and justice, we will select the top three winners of this competition. a precious gift."

Wow!

As soon as Zhang Jiuming finished speaking, a discussion broke out below.

"Only in the top three. It seems that we little shrimps have no chance."

"Who do you think has the best chance of entering the top three?"

"It goes without saying that Situ Feng from Kongtong, Zhang Shiquan from Wudang, Monk Shikong from Shaolin, Lin Qingyun from Qingfeng Mountain, Feng Feiyue from Mount Tai, and Zhou Tong from Mount Hua must be the top three. "

"What about Emei? Is there no one in Emei who can win the top three?"

"Silly boy, Emei is a weak chicken now. I heard that the most powerful ones are only at the fourth level of qi training. They can only be used as meat shields in front of these people."

"Hey, it's a pity that I'm not strong enough, otherwise I would definitely be able to tease the little girls in Emei."

...

After many disciples finished discussing, Zhang Jiuming said again: "Everyone, don't be discouraged. This time, not only the top three will be awarded, but also the top 20 will be rewarded. The top 10 will get a Huixin Pill, and the top 20 will get 100,000 in cash. So Work hard everyone!"

As soon as Zhang Jiuming's words fell, excited applause erupted from below, and then Zhang Jiuming continued: "In addition, this time the top three, there are even more powerful rewards, and the third place can get the low-level Taoism of the yellow rank!"

Yellow-rank low-level Taoism!

Hearing these words, the eyes of most of the disciples suddenly lit up, emitting a light of hope. Directly in front of them, a woman who was playing with a rope in her hand raised her jaw, and her eyes showed a look of interest.

"I didn't expect that the third place would reward low-level Taoism of the yellow rank. I want this third place!"

Beside her, there was a man who hurriedly flattered and said, "That's right, what does it matter for Senior Sister Feng to take the third place, the first place is also easy to catch."

Feng Feiyue ignored her, and just played with the string in his hand. Although she was thirty years old, she was dressed like a girl, with a purple skirt, playful and cute, with a plump figure, which can be said to be childlike*** She's so pretty, and from time to time, people turn their attention to her figure.

At the same time, in several places in Kongtong and Wudang, several people also showed fascination, and ordinary disciples were also eager to try their luck.

Only in the direction of Huashan Mountain, there was a man in his twenties who was snoring and sleeping, and was abruptly woken up by the elder next to him: "Zhou Tong, don't sleep, wake up, the third place this time is to reward Huang Jie's low-level Taoist!" Art, are you really not interested?"

"Ah? Oh...not interested." Zhou Tong raised his head, glanced at the old man, and continued to sleep soundly.

Noticing Zhou Tong's performance, Zhang Jiuming couldn't help frowning. Why is Huashan's outstanding disciple so cowardly? At this time, I was still in the mood to sleep.

"In order not to waste time, I will directly tell you the rewards for the top two and the rules of this competition." Zhang Jiuming also showed a satisfied smile when he saw that the emotions of the audience had been aroused by low-level Taoism.

The reward for the third place has achieved such an effect, what will happen if you know the reward for the first place?

Not only Zhang Jiuming, but even the leaders of the other gangs showed excitement.