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Leng Yu couldn¡¯t help but scolded: ¡°You bastard! Do you still have time to care about this!?¡±
Leng Ningfeng smiled bitterly and said: "Xingchen, why have you forgotten this? The lucky number is naturally a prehistoric stone."
Indeed! The "currency" among monks is the prehistoric stone!
Ye Fan became interested and asked casually, "I mean, how much did it cost for them to challenge me?"
Leng Ningfeng thought for a while and said: "According to the sect rules, if you propose Tianchi Sword Theory to an inner sect disciple, the minimum requirement is two hundred stones. In fact, many outer sect disciples can come up with this amount."
Ye Fan frowned, only two hundred stones? Isn't it neither big nor small, such a primitive stone?
"Too fewtsk tsk" Ye Fan murmured, with a look of displeasure on his face.
He was just lamenting that the bonus given by this group of people was too small. If he only got more than a hundred stones from more than a hundred people, he felt that it was too inefficient.
He robbed the storage bags of Octavia and the others, and even took so many prehistoric stones. He might as well have robbed them more efficiently.
However, Leng Yu and his wife suddenly thought of something!
"That's right!" Leng Yu's face lit up and said, "You brat, you are quite clever!
Yes, the prize is too small. According to the rules, the party invited to fight has the right to increase the prize!
"If we increase the prize, many of their disciples will naturally not be able to produce so many ancient stones, and the battle will be invalid!" "
Mo Xinzhi also thought about it, stood up and said, "My son is smarter! Yes, our Leng family has a lot of prehistoric stones! According to the rules, the maximum can be increased to two thousand stones!
We have raised the prizes for all the battles to two thousand dan, so they are sure that many disciples will not be able to afford this prize! "
Two thousand stones? !
Ye Fan¡¯s eyes lit up, this is right! Earning 2,000 yuan from one hit is almost ten pieces of prehistoric stone. That¡¯s quite a deal!
Ye Fan began to pray in his heart. Brothers and sisters of Hanguang Sect, you must bring enough luck. Don¡¯t back down!
Leng Ningfeng looked at Ye Fan thoughtfully and said, "Xingchen, we really didn't expect this method of yours."
Nian Rujiao also said happily: "Yes, those who can afford two thousand stones are basically inner sect disciples. If there are only a few dozen people, just reject them. Anyway, they are all inner sect disciples, so it's not too big." It¡¯s ugly¡±.
Mo Xinzhi rolled her eyes at this moment and whispered: "We might as well arrange one or two obedient disciples and let them also go to the battle.
"When the time comes, Xingchen can choose the disciple we arranged, so that it will be a formality on Tianchi and it won't be too unpleasant to spread."
"Thisma'am, it doesn't comply with the rules of the sect. If someone finds out, wouldn't it be a disgrace?" Leng Yu said hesitantly.
"What are you afraid of? If Xingchen doesn't accept any of the fights, wouldn't it be a disgrace?
It¡¯s better to take a chance and find two obedient disciples. They have received the benefits and dare not spread the word! "Mo Xinzhi said.
Leng Yu squinted and thought for a moment, then asked Leng Ningfeng beside him, "Ningfeng, what do you think?"
Leng Ningfeng smiled and said: "Mother's idea is also feasible. My son knows two inner disciples who are of reasonable strength. Maybe he can ask them to go and pretend to have a fight."
"Okay, then hurry up and make arrangements. If it goes through, give them two thousand stones!" Leng Yu said.
Leng Ningfeng left soon. Leng Yu and Mo Xinzhi also planned to help their precious son improve his winnings in Tianchi Sword Theory and ran to the Presbyterian Church.
Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh, Leng Xingchen really broke the hearts of his parents. In order to protect their son, they were willing to do anything.
"Husband, don't worry, I will stay with you and we will be fine." Nian Rujiao persuaded softly when Ye Fan didn't speak and thought Ai Lang was too worried.
Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wasn't worried, he was just regretful. The winnings for Tianchi Sword Discussion were too small. It would be great if he could bet on all the elixirs, magic weapons, etc ¡
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At the same time, after receiving the news from Leng Yu and Mo Xinzhi, the Presbyterian Church announced Leng Xingchen¡¯s Tianchi Sword Prize and requested to increase it to two thousand stones.
At this moment, the inner and outer disciples of Hanguang Sect were in a state of explosion!
"What a bully! This loser is clearly relying on the Leng family's rich reserve of Honghuang Stone to deliberately make things difficult for us!!"
"Two thousand stonesthis costs"Where? It¡¯s clear that I just don¡¯t dare to accept it! "
"It's already very rare for an outer disciple to get two hundred stones. Where can I find two thousand stones?"
"It's just as Senior Brother Qi Bin and others said, this Leng Xingchen is despicable, jealous of Senior Brother, and has a petty heart!"
"I'm so angry! No! Even if I borrow it, I still want to borrow these two thousand stones!!"
For a time, the disciples became excited and despised Leng Xingchen even more. However, due to the rules of the sect, everyone could only find ways to get together.
Qi Bin, Han Gang and other top ten disciples naturally didn't mind, so they ran directly to the Presbyterian Church, added two thousand stones, and left!
As for the other inner disciples, they directly pieced together each other, and in the end there were more than thirty people who successfully continued Tianchi Sword Theory!
The outer sect disciples are relatively poor, but everyone works together to sell iron and send five elites representing the outer sect!
One day later, during the meeting with the elders, no one came to apply for sword discussion, so everyone was summoned and headed to the Hanguang Hall.
Except for Han Yu, the founder of the sect, the leader Han Hui, the great elder Leng Donglin, the spiritual master Elder Han Qi and other most important elders of the sect were all present.
The Presbyterian Council is very cautious. After all, this is an extraordinary moment when Hanguang Sect and Feng Linhai are at war with each other.
The disciples in the sect made such a big commotion, and it also involved the two founding families of the Han family and the Leng family. They had to come and watch to prevent a commotion within the sect.
Accompanied by Nian Rujiao, Ye Fan came to the main hall of the main peak of Hanguang Sect for the first time.
Seeing those sitting on the high platform, the ones with the deepest cultivation are the leader Han Hui and the great elder Leng Donglin, both of whom are in the realm of heavenly spirits.
The other elders are basically earth spirits, and fairy spirits are indeed very rare. No wonder the Nine Heavens Emperor and the others are quite disdainful towards the immortal monks like Xuanhai Ancestor who have entered immortality.
Speaking of which, Han Yuntao, as a member of the younger generation, reached the realm of Heavenly Spirit at the age of over five hundred years old, and was indeed the first person of the younger generation in the Hanguang Sect.
However, even if they are both Heavenly Spirits, there is still a big gap in cultivation between Han Yuntao, the leader, and the great elder.
Han Yuntao stood at the front of the disciples. Qi Bin, Han Gang and other inner disciples followed him and formed a square formation.
When Ye Fan and Nian Rujiao walked in, a group of people looked at him with mocking and disdainful expressions.
Only Han Yuntao still had a gentle expression on his face, and nodded to Ye Fan and Nian Rujiao with a faint smile.
"Junior Brother Xingchen, Junior Sister Rujiao, I didn't expect things to turn out like this" Han Yuntao looked regretful. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com