Chapter 746 Divide It up However You Want (Part 2)

Sure enough, this question has been asked.

In fact, when Bahuang City first decided on the list, Fang Yuan had a look at it first, because of this problem.

After all, Fang Yuan had said in front of everyone from the very beginning that he bestowed thirty-six dragon souls this time, only to poor families and not to noble families. However, there are naturally ranks between noble families and poor families, but who can really define it accurately?

More importantly, in this plan to clear the demon border, although there are many sons of noble families who know that they will not get the dragon soul, they are dissatisfied, passive and idle, or even stand on the sidelines, but there are also many noble families, whether they have dragon souls or not, they are still the first to charge as always, beheading countless monsters.

Such a person, do you want to exclude others?

I'm afraid people all over the world will avenge these people...

This is an incomprehensible muddled account!

More importantly, if Fang Yuan ignored this and distributed the dragon souls according to the ranking of the top thirty-six in meritorious service, I am afraid that many low-level casual cultivators would also be dissatisfied with him. They would think that Fang Yuan did not do what he said.

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Under the Bahuang City, suddenly became depressed.

I don't know how many eyes were looking at the middle-aged man in mid-air, and also at Fang Yuan.

It seems that this is a simple, even nitpicking question, but if it is not made clear, Fang Yuan's accumulated momentum during this period of time may be ruined, and he will end up in a situation that is not pleasing to the left and right!

The middle-aged man folded his arms and looked at Fang Yuan calmly, with a smile on his face.

He was clearly proud of asking the question.

As for the poor families, there are both worries and expectations in their eyes, which is very complicated.

Those aristocratic families who ranked in the top thirty-six miles showed some worried eyes at this time!

Fang Yuan seemed very calm at this moment, and he didn't seem surprised at all that this person asked such a question.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his head to look at the middle-aged man, and said, "How many feats have you accomplished this time?"

The middle-aged man was slightly startled, and said: "I didn't go out this time, so..."

Fang Yuan directly interrupted him, saying: "Then how do I distribute the dragon souls, and what does it matter to you?"

The middle-aged man's complexion changed, he hesitated for a moment, and said coldly: "I think this issue, everyone in the world is concerned about it!"

"It's none of the world's business!"

Fang Yuan directly interrupted him, and said calmly: "I know you are speaking on behalf of some people. Otherwise, with your meager cultivation, you would not have the guts to come forward. However, you feel that you have picked a good question, but I still want to remind you that you have made a mistake this time. To whom and how I give the dragon soul is none of your business!"

After a pause, he spoke slowly, saying: "The dragon soul is mine, and I can give it to whoever I want..."

Sweeping his eyes across Bahuang City, he said again: "I can give it whatever I want!"

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"Wow..."

Under the Eight Desolation City, countless cultivators suddenly burst into an uproar after hearing Fang Yuan's words.

No one expected that Fang Yuan would say such a sentence that did not fit his identity at this moment.

After all, he is the Daoist of Wangqing Island, a majestic general who suppresses Moguan, and he can speak...

... so capricious?

Hearing this, the middle-aged man felt Fang Yuan's faint glance at him, and he was also flustered. He couldn't speak the words that had been brewed before. At this moment, he just felt flustered and disturbed, neither up nor down, but those who asked him to come up, those who had realized that Fang Yuan could not give them the dragon soul but were unwilling, couldn't hold back.

"Okay, even according to what Fang Yuan Daozi said, this dragon soul is yours, and you can give it to whomever you love, but this time the problem is obvious. There are only thirty-six dragon souls, but among the top thirty-six people, there are at least ten people who come from aristocratic families. If you dare to ask me, do you want to get rid of these people, or do you decide to go back on your word and get rich?"

A red-faced old man spoke in a cold voice below, and his voice spread throughout the realms.

"That's right, Daozi wants to have trouble with our family, and I can't say anything, but for this family, or the orthodoxy, everyone can always ask about Daozi's classification standards, and please Daozi solve my confusion in my heart!"

A middle-aged woman in a green robe sat on a jade chariot and spoke coldly.

"Even if you are Fang Daozi, you are also from a poor family, but now you are a Taoist of a holy land, do you know if you are from a poor family or a noble family?"

More voices sounded, one after another.

Of course, these words can't form a trend, but at this moment, they can be heard very clearly and harshly.

There are many people who can't help but want to refute, but because the matter is so important, it is difficult to open their mouths.

Even Elder Gu Tie and the others on the city gate couldn't say anything at this time.

People who understand things have already seen that these people are forcing the palace, because Fang Yuan said that he would give the thirty-six dragon souls to the poor family, so they made a big fuss about this kind of thing, trying to follow Fang Yuan's momentum and push Fang Yuan directly to the opposite of the aristocratic family's morality. The split above the stand...

And if Fang Yuan doesn't want to fall for this trick, there is actually only another way to go, that is to negotiate with the aristocratic family, and hand over the remaining dragon souls, and let them distribute it themselves, but in this way, Fang Yuan also waits for him to be kidnapped by them.

This kind of thing is very complicated, but also helpless.

"Come on!"

On the other hand, Fang Yuan was surprisingly calm at this moment, he was not irritated or anything else at all, he just frowned slightly, looking a little annoyed, then he turned to the old deacon beside him, confessed softly, and then stopped talking

The old deacon was clearly prepared, and walked out after hearing the words, taking a scroll in his hand.

"Meng Jingchan ranks seventh in the merit list..."

"Rank 17th Nangong Ziliu..."

"Ranked nineteenth, twenty-third, twenty-third, twenty-ninth..."

He read eleven names in a row, and then said in a deep voice, "These generals, please step forward!"

The people whose names were called all looked confused and walked out slowly.

They were the ones who had been pointed out by name before. Although they had achieved great military exploits, they came from a family and were not qualified to obtain the Dragon Soul.

Originally, they were still a little apprehensive, not knowing what their fate would be, but now they were called out, and they became even more nervous.

The old deacon glanced at them, and said: "According to Mr. Fang Yuan, the identities of the few of you do not belong to the poor family, so this time the dragon soul cannot be given to you, and the vacancies in your rankings will be filled by the people behind..."

"boom!"

That's all, there was a sudden chaos in the venue.

This was obviously what the middle-aged man ran against Fang Yuan just now, but he did not expect to be said by the old deacon in public at this time.

Fang Yuan really wanted to get rid of these people?

Wouldn't that have wronged these heroes who threw their heads and blood for the devil?

But some other people, such as Sun Laojiu, etc., were stunned on the spot. After a long while, they immediately cheered and jumped up, each and every one of them was overjoyed. Originally, they were out of the thirty-six and had no chance with the Dragon Soul, but now there are eleven seats vacant in front of them, which means that there are eleven people behind them who got the opportunity, so how could they not be overjoyed?

As for the eleven people whose names have been called, their faces were blank for a moment, and they didn't know what to do.

And the faces of those who spoke before changed drastically, and a look of cruelty flashed in their eyes, and they were about to speak...

Suddenly at this moment, the old deacon went on, saying: "But I, Daozi Wangqingdao, thank you for your sincerity. Knowing that you have no destiny with the dragon soul, you still go out of your way to kill monsters and guard the world, so I offer you the dragon soul..."

"Wow..."

The reversal of the situation was unexpected, and the eleven people opened their mouths, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Some even rubbed their eyes vigorously and looked up at the old deacon.

The old deacon smiled and said: "These eleven dragon souls were taken out by Daozi Wangqingdao and given to you. I only hope that after you get these dragon souls, you can make good use of them. When the catastrophe comes in the future, you will live up to the world and live up to my Daozi Daozi!"

Until this time, only one of the eleven people reacted and hurriedly bowed down.

"Thank you Wangqingdao Daozi..."

"Never dare to give me the grace of good fortune from the Daozi!"

"..."

"..."

And in the uproar, I don't know how many family members became dumbfounded.

how so?

He clearly said he would not give it to the family, but he gave it again. If we knew this, how could we be willing to be the queen in this campaign?

I don't know how many people who were watching with cold eyes just now, their faces turned red.

And the few people who questioned Fang Yuan before were even more aggrieved for a while, and some didn't know how to answer.

However, the old deacon’s words were obviously not finished yet, so he glanced across the room indifferently, and continued: “Mr. Fang Yuan gave the dragon soul to the Xuanjia of the poor family based on his own position, in order to hope that there will be more people like him, regardless of their background, to forge ahead bravely; and the eleven dragon souls just now were given by him as a Taoist of my sect, in order to thank these people for their contributions to the world without asking for rewards; Said by the identity of the god general!"

At this time, under the Bahuang City, there was already a complete silence, and countless people listened with their ears open.

The old deacon paused for a moment before shouting in a deep voice: "Fang Yuan, the god of the town, will give ten more dragon souls to the city of Bahuang, hanging in front of the city. No matter who, no matter when, as long as someone makes great contributions to the devil, he can take these ten dragon souls away!"

That's all, he threw the scroll, glanced at those people coldly, and said, "It's almost gone, do you still miss it?"