After many days of intense fighting, Gu Fengfeng finally came to an end.
After the fifth round, the top ten were determined in each of the eighty-one arenas.
Disciples from the inner sect of Lin Valley surprisingly occupied the vast majority of the places.
On average, there are nearly six inner disciples in each arena.
Half of the Xuanzi No. 9 arena where Chen Qingyan was located were from the inner sect.
It can be seen from this that the strength of the inner sect of Lingu is still higher than that of people of the same age.
However, those who are careful will find that there is something fishy about the matching of brand names.
Because in the five rounds of battle, there was no duel between inner disciples.
One arena might be a coincidence, but if there are eighty-one arenas like this, then they must have been deliberately avoided.
Of course, some people complained about Lingu's behind-the-scenes operations, but these people who complained knew that nothing could be changed.
Lin Gu has set a precedent and brought out a hundred evil spirits to face everyone. This was simply unimaginable in the past.
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One hundred statues are just there. If you want to get them, you still have to rely on your strength.
Another thing that attracts attention is that after the inner disciples, the ones occupying the most places are actually outsiders.
If Lingu's inner disciples occupy six spots in each arena, then outsiders occupy three spots, and the remaining one spot belongs to the outer disciples.
This is not to say that Lingu’s outer sect is weak, but that those who can stand out mostly have extraordinary abilities.
Compared with the ordinary practitioners in the outside world, Lingu's outer sect is not much better in terms of qualifications and training materials. Compared with the children of those families, it is even worse.
The outer disciples knew their qualifications soon after they were born, between Ding Shang and Bing Zhong.
The rare Dingxiao - came out from the handyman.
The rare Bingshang - the quota for the inner sect is full.
As for the outer sect disciples, Lingu did not waste any time on secret operations. This group of people already accounted for nearly half of the total number of people. It did not matter whether they were outsiders or inner sect disciples.
After the five rounds of competition, there will be a day's rest, and then the final competition will be held on the main peak of Lingu, which is where the Gu Summit Competition is usually held.
In his free time, Chen Qingyan and Fei Yihe got together again, not in Lingu, but in a teahouse in Beicheng.
When Fei Yihe arrived, Chen Qingyan was already waiting in the reserved private room.
"How many appointments have you made?"
he asked suddenly.
"I have my eye on eighteen people and I told them the location. I just don't know how many of them will come."
Fei Yihe licked his lips and drank the hot tea on the table in one gulp.
After several days, the two got together again, of course not for tea. The real reason was that Fei Yihe discovered some talented people during this valley summit.
Fei Yihe is very busy these days.
He had to be busy competing in martial arts, and also busy keeping an eye on the talents Chen Qingyan needed. Fortunately, he was not the only one doing this, and he also had a group of disciples he had roped in over the past few years to help with the search.
Some of these disciples are from the inner sect, but most of them are from the outer sect.
Chen Qingyan has slowly developed over the years and has recruited more than a hundred people. These people, including Rui Xi, Fei Yilong, Lin Dong and other monks, are already a powerful force.
But he was not satisfied.
This time the valley summit martial arts event was a rare event in Lingu for a hundred years. The hundred ferocious gods attracted a considerable number of talented people from the Northern Wilderness.
Some people come to take advantage of the excitement, and some people must return in disillusionment.
What Fei Yihe and others do is to discover talents from those who have returned in despair and try to win them over.
Fei Yihe had his eye on eighteen people, but the number of people he came into contact with in the process must have far exceeded the number of eighteen people. It was just that in the process of contact, he gave up a lot of them.
Maybe he was attracted by it, but people didn't look down on his attempts to win over him at all.
The two of them sat in a private room and chatted.
It is worth mentioning that Fei Yihe also passed five rounds of competitions, and even defeated an inner disciple in the last round, which was a small show of prestige.
Fei Yihe, a third-level Yuan Refiner, does have this strength.
However, anyone who knows Fei Yihe will not underestimate him because of his status as an outer sect disciple. No matter what, he has a cousin who is a monk. This status makes Fei Yihe better than ordinary inner sect disciples. The disciples have more capital.
Some of the inner disciples were descendants of down-and-out monk families like Fei Yilong, and some were even worse than them.
To practice Taoism, just having qualifications is not enough.
After waiting for a long time, there was a knock on the private room door.
Fei Yihe stopped drinking tea, put down the cup, stood up and opened the door.
Standing outside the door were two women of similar age, one fat and one thin.
"come in!"
Fei Yihe waited for the two girls to enter the private room, looked out, and closed the door.
"Since you two have chosen to come here, you must have made your decision. Relax and join us. You will not regret it in the future."
Fei Yihe asked the two of them to sit down and poured them hot tea himself.
The two women said nothing and only occasionally communicated with their eyes. After a while, the slightly thin woman suddenly stared at Chen Qingyan and asked, "Is he the same as us?"
Fei Yihe was stunned for a moment, stroking his chin and thinking, "Absolutely."
Of course he didn't tell the truth.
On the surface, the leaders of this force formed by Chen Qingyan are Fei Yilong, Rui Xi and other monks. Depending on the people they come into contact with, different monks appear.
Fei Yilong was facing Lingu.
Rui Xi is a medicine dealer and casual cultivator in ancient towns everywhere.
Lin Dong is responsible for the children of the families in each town and the channels within the clan.
The other monks from Lingu rarely show up, and they are more like worshippers.
The only people who know the true identity behind Chen Qingyan are the monks and a few mortals who are trusted by Chen Qingyan, such as Fei Yihe.
"Can we...really get what you said?"
The fat woman made final confirmation.
The smile on Fei Yihe's face faded and he replied seriously, "Yes, and it will only be better."
This attitude made the two girls feel more at ease.
Fei Yihe asked at this time: "You two girls, the accent sounds like you are not from Lingu, right? Where do you usually practice, can you tell me?"
The thin woman touched the blue spots on her cheeks and said, "We came from Shanin City."
As soon as these words came out, both Chen Qingyan and Fei Yihe were surprised.
"My grandfather used to be a casual cultivator and passed away a few years ago."
She did not elaborate, but Chen Qingyan and Fei Yihe immediately thought of the Northern Crossing and knew that it was most likely related to it.
But I didn’t ask any more questions.
Fei Yihe nodded, "When we recruit people, we never look at their status and background. As long as they have talent, we will recruit them."
After a pause, he continued:
"This time, you all lost the Gufeng Wushu held in Lingu. There is no hope for that evil thing for the time being. Why not calm down and practice, stabilize your roots, and maybe there will be similar opportunities in the future. By the way, you start from the mountain If you come to Yincheng, you won't go back, right? You might as well stay in the five towns near Lingyuefang City. There will be nothing to do on weekdays. When you need to do something, you will be notified in advance."
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