Chapter 801: The Family's Decision
The old man of the Jiang family smiled lightly, and dismissed everyone else on the bow of the ship. Except for the two core geniuses of each family on the deck, they were the team leaders of each family this time.
These four old men have all reached the realm of master-level martial saints, and the brilliance surges between their brows, as if they have comprehended their will.
Each of them is no lower than Elder Bai of the Clear Sky School, and their cultivation base is even faintly higher than that of Elder Bai.
Taking a closer look, the heavenly laws behind them are all connected together, forming rounds of circles ranging from small to large apertures, and it is impossible to tell how many circles there are at a glance.
It is clear that his cultivation base has reached the peak of the Martial Saint, and he is only one step away from becoming a quasi-emperor-level peerless figure.
The old man who led the Jiang family was the first to speak: "The purpose of everyone's visit this time should be the same, so in order to avoid internal friction, I think it is necessary to negotiate first."
The leader of the winner is an old woman who still has charm. Behind her is a man and a woman.
The woman next to him, if Xiao Chen is here, it can be seen at a glance that it is Ying Qiong who had an agreement with him.
It's just that at this moment, Yingqiong is wearing a golden and gorgeous battle armor, with a perfect figure, which outlines the bumps and convexities. She wears a golden phoenix crown on her head, showing her nobility and honor.
With a solemn and dignified expression, it is difficult to connect her with the playful girl who was playing tricks in the Star Tomb Palace that day.
The winner's wife said: "Negotiations are naturally necessary. It's just how to negotiate. I don't know if Brother Jiang has any good ideas."
The two senior leaders of the Yan family and the Lin family remained silent, apparently acquiescing to the request for negotiation and waiting for the elder Jiang's next words.
The old man of the Jiang family said with a smile: "It's very simple, each according to their strength, take it fairly, and don't kill each other. Later, there will be a thousand thrones in the sky, and there will be a number label behind each throne."
"As long as you can sit on the throne, the number label on the back is your ranking on the Tianjiao Renjie List. If you get the top ten, you can get the qualification of Tianlu Shenquan."
Everyone knows this rule. Every time the sage list is reshuffled, it happens like this. All the rankings are disrupted at once and the battle starts again.
Each of them looked at the peak martial saint of the Jiang family, waiting for him to continue.
"The higher the ranking, the greater the rewards, but with the family background of our four families, there is no need to pay attention to some rewards from the Martial God Palace.
There is no need to fight for fame, as long as you can get a quota, anyone in the top ten is acceptable. "
"This time we have quite a few descendants of families participating in the list, but you and I also know that the only ones who can truly compete are the sons of each family who have realized their will."
"In this regard, my four families are not bad for anyone. There are two sons who have comprehended the will, which means that they can compete for eight places."
The old man of the Jiang family paused when he said this, and said: "What I want to say is indeed very simple, that is, no matter which throne is in the top ten, as long as there are core disciples from four families vying for it, the other seven must give up unconditionally. Can go...can take other thrones."
Wu Sheng, the masters of the other three families, began to bow their heads in thought, thinking that what the old man of the Jiang family said was acceptable.
In this way, the internal friction of each family is avoided to the greatest extent, and their respective interests are also maximized.
The woman who was the winner discussed with Yingqiong and another son after discussing for a while and said, "We, the winner, agree to this agreement."
The old man of the Lin family nodded and said, "Our Lin family also agrees."
Wu Sheng, the master of the Yan family, turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Thirteen, fourteen, what do you think?"
Among the two eldest sons of the Yan family, one of them was Yan Shisan whom Xiao Chen had met once, and the other was his first Yan Fourteen.
The two have similar names, but their temperaments are completely different. Yan Shisan practiced the way of killing life and death, and his face was stern, cold and heartless, and he looked like a stranger who should not get close to him.
Yan Shishi's handsome appearance is sunny and generous, which naturally gives people a sense of intimacy.
"Great Elder, just make up your mind, I have no objection." Yan Shishi said with a clear voice with a light smile.
Yan Shisan's lips moved, and he spat out three words: "It doesn't matter."
The Yan family finally agreed to this agreement, and the old man of the Jiang family said with a smile: "Okay, let's discuss the specific method, how to use other disciples of each family to cause harassment to some competitors."
While the four great royal families were discussing how to get the most places, the leading elders of the Three Sacred Lands were not idle, and they were all making arrangements nervously.
At the same time, those families who think they have the strength to compete for the top ten are also making intensive plans.
But more disciples of the sect didn't even think about the goal of being in the top ten. To them, the list of sages is just a grand event for the human race that happens every four years.
What they have to do is to take advantage of this opportunity of reshuffling the cards and fighting for their own ranking on the Tianjiao list.
As for the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring, it is destined to be just an unattainable fantasy, and it is not something they can act rashly.
The arrival of the king's family pushed the atmosphere of the scene to a climax, with all kinds of noisy discussions, and the competition for the top ten was about to begin.
It will be a battle of all the geniuses of the human race. Whoever can stand out will attract the attention of all. The glory of the past can only become the history of the past.
Only by grabbing the top ten, in this prosperous age, can it be regarded as a real seat.
Click click click!
The thousand oil lamps on the Tianjiao List, starting with the one belonging to Xiao Chen, continued to shatter one after the other. The surrounding fields were immediately silent, and everyone knew that the real chaos was about to begin, and the battlefield would begin immediately.
"I am old and light, I am free and at ease!"
"Glory never goes out, and the blood will never go out!"
"Walk through thousands of mountains and people are not old, hope that winter will not come through autumn water!"
"Picking the stars with the sun and the moon in your hand, the whole world will be enemies!"
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When at the top of the pyramid, the oil lamp belonging to Xiahoujue of Baidi City was shattered, the voices of sages and sages, like the singing of the Great Dao, rose loudly between heaven and earth.
The imprints of the sages in the history of the human race turned into lights and shadows, soaring into the sky, and the voices of various saints echoed endlessly between heaven and earth.
The disciples of various sects on the surrounding battleships all looked excited. Under the influence of the voice of the saint, they seemed to have returned to the most glorious years of the human race in ancient times.
At the peak of martial arts in the past, hundreds of clans fought in chaos, and the sages of the human race shone brilliantly with great strength and great wisdom. For the children of the next generation, lay a huge country, and pass it down to this day, standing still.
It was an epic era, heroes emerged in large numbers, heroes continued, emperors were like clouds, and saints walked everywhere.
Now that the prosperous age is coming again, the peak of the martial arts era will appear again, who can be invincible in the world, lead hundreds of millions of people, and once again shed an immortal brilliance.
"The sages and sages in ancient times are all lonely, and the world of mortals is empty for thousands of years!"
A desolate holy voice suddenly sounded, and the turbulent fire-like sound of the avenue between the heaven and the earth stopped in a melodious manner, and the phantom of a white-haired old man appeared in the sky.
That was the human emperor in ancient times, the spiritual imprint left behind, which has not been extinguished until now.
The Human Sovereign pointed at the sky, and the rest of the sages of the human race made the same movement. Boom, the space vibrated, and a small world suddenly opened in the void.
The black night enveloped the earth, and above the sky, a vast star map slowly unfolded. In the dreamlike galaxy, there were thrones with numbers behind them, floating in the galaxy with brilliance.
Summon the wonders of the endless galaxy, the imprints left by the ancient sages, flickering and fading, disappearing between the heaven and the earth.
It's just that Xumi is quiet, on top of ten thousand warships, the disciples of various sects are like arrows. Drawing out all kinds of rays of light, with fiery eyes, he flew towards the throne circulating in the star vault.
In an instant, nearly one hundred thousand warriors rushed out at the same time. The magnificent scene is beyond words.
The starry sky is naturally not the real starry sky, it is just a small world created by the sages of the human race.
However, the word Wanqian used by thousands of warriors is not an imaginary number. On the warships of various factions surrounded in a circle, the figures constantly jumping out are still increasing this number.
Tens of thousands of warriors flew into a small world at the same time, and the grandeur of the scene made many veteran warriors sigh in admiration.
There are thousands of thrones in the star dome, and behind each throne is a number formed by light and shadow, which represents the ranking that can be obtained on the Tianjiao list by owning this throne.
In the highest part of the star dome, there are ten thrones that are particularly prominent, each standing on one side, exuding dazzling brilliance, and one of the golden thrones is even more unique.
Not only does it stand at the highest point of the star dome, its golden luster is even more dazzling. On the armrest are carved two golden dragons that seem to want to take off, and a domineering aura of a king pervades the air.
That is the highest throne on the Tianjiao list, which represents the number one, and it is waiting for a vacant seat at this time!
bang bang bang!
Suddenly, a sound of participation resounded in the air, and many warriors flying in the front seemed to knock down something suddenly when they were about to reach the star dome.
The huge rebounding force frightened them back, their noses and faces were swollen, their true essence collapsed, and they fell to the ground with howls.
However, there are also many powerful Zongmen fighters who directly retreated in without any hindrance, and flashed towards the top-ranked throne with extremely excited faces.
Thinking about it, it should be a test. If you don't have a certain strength, you are not qualified to compete for the ranking of the Tianjiao Ranking. Even if the Tianjiao Ranking is reshuffled, there is no room for anyone to fish in troubled waters.
On the deck of the battleship of Haotianzong, other true disciples had already taken a step ahead, leaving only Xiao Chen and Shui Lingling who did not set off.
Shui Lingling glanced at the already chaotic Xingqiong, and said softly: "Junior Brother Xiao Chen, I'm one step away now, see you at the highest part of Xingqiong."
The Xuanyang bird resting on the shoulder uttered a sharp cry, turned into a ball of fire and quickly grew in size, carrying Shui Lingling and quickly flew towards the star dome.
Xiao Chen looked at the warriors all over the sky, and with an excited expression, he walked towards his goal with difficulty, and his heart was also full of pride. It is the happiness of all warriors to be born in the great world.