Eternal secret realm.
Zhongtang squinted and stared at the sky mirror.
Master Ding sighed heavily.
Shen Shuo's expression was the most complicated, ranging from anger to emotion.
In the sky-gazing mirror, the monks' family elders and sect masters were furious when they heard Luo Yi's words.
But after listening to Wei Hao's words, everyone fell silent for the first time.
Wei Hao comes from a sect called Shuangji Sect, which is just a small third-rate sect in the Southern Territory.
Even though Wei Hao looks like Brother Luo, this person is already over 100 years old.
If it weren't for this competition, Liuli Taoist Academy relaxed the limit of Taoist age to 200, Wei Hao would not be able to participate in this competition.
There are only about a hundred or so people in the Shuangji Sect.
Over the past 100 years, only one person like Wei Hao has been cultivated.
Almost all the financial and material resources of the sect were spent.
Returning to the Void Realm at over a hundred years old is considered acceptable in the Southern Territory.
The sect masters showed no signs of anger at this moment, but instead had quite a lot of smiles on their faces.
An old man wearing ordinary cloth, who was the great elder of Shuangji Sect, slowly stroked his beard and cursed with a smile: "This little bastard, how come I haven't seen him so courageous on weekdays?"
Although he was blaming, judging from the elder's tone and demeanor, it was clear that he was extremely satisfied with Wei Hao's choice.
A middle-aged monk wearing a green shirt smiled warmly: "It's not like we have lost the Shuangji Sect's face."
Not far away, Zhongtang sighed in his heart.
Flowers appear in the mist, but a few people can see them clearly.
It seems that this kid Luo Yi has understood this big competition and where the real competition is.
He seemed to be pushing these three hundred people to a dead end, forcing them to give up this rare opportunity for the competition, but who could have known that this was a great opportunity given to them by Luo Yi himself.
If only these three hundred people could stand up like Wei Hao.
Even if the competition ends early, after their souls return, these people can enter Liuli Taoist Academy to practice!
For these low-level monks, even if they survive and slowly accumulate points little by little, in the end they will only exchange for some dispensable items in the Taoist temple.
Compared to being able to enter a Taoist monastery to practice, there is no comparison between the two.
They kept asking for opportunities, but because of their own character, they missed the biggest opportunity of this competition.
But that Wei Hao is really a good seedling.
This person has average qualifications, average cultivation, average skills, average killing power, and average character.
But you must know that a person who is ordinary in all aspects is already extraordinary.
And to be honest, Wei Hao's character should not be called average.
This person has a pure heart.
At least Mr. Ding, who was next to Zhongtang, already had a love for talents.
Zhongtang smiled and said: "If Mr. Ding thinks that Wei Hao is a talent that can be developed, he can go to Shuangji Sect and say hello now. After Wei Hao enters the Taoist academy to practice, he does not need to practice under Mr. Ding and can directly follow Mr. Ding. That’s it.”
Master Ding's face was full of smiles, "Deputy Mountain Master Zhong is not allowed to break his promise."
Zhongtang didn't speak, just smiled and shook his head.
Master Ding was not polite and walked directly towards the place where Shuangji Sect was located.
Zhongtang looked at the sky-gazing mirror again.
Luo Yi may have guessed the real purpose of this competition and its educational meaning.
But we may not know how big of an opportunity these people will ultimately have.
Maybe Luo Yi himself wasn't sure, so he said that he would find a way to compensate these people.
Thinking of this, Zhongtang sighed slightly in his heart.
He began to be a little curious, how did Luo Tianchen raise such a son?
In the sky-viewing mirror, in the killing world.
After Wei Hao took the initiative to stand up, several more people stood up.
The few of them were silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Brother Luo, we don't want your compensation. We are all from Liuli World. Since coming here, we have seen too many life and death. Besides, the realms of the few of us are also there. The improvement, at least this competition, is not in vain."
"I just don't know why, but I always feel like something is missing during this period of time. Only today did I know what is missing."
A young monk took a deep breath and said, "These ancestors of the human race sacrificed their lives and blood for the sake of future generations. It is an honor for us to fight side by side with them. How can we be afraid of death because of our own selfish desires now?"
"Although our realm is not high enough, there are so many monks outside. Are they all higher than us? Some people are not even as old as us, but they are still here and still standing here."
"I don't know what to say, and I don't know if what I said is right or not. I just feel that it shouldn't be like this. Therefore, I am willing to be a vanguard in this battle. If I am lucky enough to survive, I will do the same in every battle after this battle. Will be a vanguard."
The young monk finished speaking in one breath, and then stood by Wei Hao's side without saying a word.
After a while, more and more people came to Wei Hao's side.
Of course, if some people are willing to die, there will be others who will cherish their lives.
But are they wrong?
Maybe that's right, because most of these people come from some small sects or small families.
They are no different than those wealthy families and the big sects on the mountain. The entire sect hopes that they can stand out in this competition and gain opportunities.
It's not that they don't have that passion, it's just that they are used to being cautious. They don't dare to gamble, and they are not qualified to gamble.
In the words of Masako Yamashita, it’s just that I’m afraid of poverty.
What they carry on their shoulders is no less than those of Wei Hao.
Behind everyone, there are countless pairs of hopeful eyes, pushing them forward.
There was no way they could stop.
There were a total of three hundred people, and in the end, the number of people on Wei Hao's side was nearly two hundred.
The remaining one hundred people all lowered their heads and remained silent.
Makura glanced at Luo Yi, who nodded.
Makura said loudly: "Wei Hao, from now on these people around you will be under your control. You will be the vanguard in every battle."
"As for you..." Makura Nozomi said to those who always bowed their heads and remained silent.
"You don't need to be the vanguard, be the backup."
These people were all stunned. They all looked up at Luo Yi, their eyes full of surprise.
"You...didn't you say before..."
Luo Yi didn't say much. He just said softly: "Everyone has his own ambitions. I won't force you to do anything. I just want a vanguard army that is truly willing to die. If I force you to go into battle, it will only be counterproductive. "
"I know that some of you are not afraid to go into battle, but you just have too many concerns. But I also know that some of you are simply greedy for life and afraid of death."
"But that's not important. This competition is different in everyone's heart."
Luo Yi didn't say anything more. He gave Wei Hao a few words from his heart, and then with a wave of his hand, he instantly evacuated this killing world.
Luo Yi looked as usual and said: "Continue marching and prepare to fight."
At this moment, a large piece of sunset has hung on the horizon.
The sunset is like fire and even more like blood.
