"Okay." To everyone's surprise, Meng Qianqiu agreed simply.
After saying that, she curled up and returned to the Soul Enhancing Pond. She chose a secluded place and sat cross-legged. The thick fog that gradually rose covered her body, making it difficult for everyone to see clearly.
Dozens of people who had previously discussed with Yan Zun were relieved when they saw this situation. Fortunately, the female devil was not so crazy that she lost her mind. Otherwise, everyone would really have to live or die with her.
"Huh! He knows what's going on." Yan Zun whispered, his expression finally softened a little. This was meant to be heard by all the monks. After a pause, he said again: "Then follow what I said before, in order. Entering the pool, do you have any advice?"
Everyone said they had no objections, and everyone could see that Yan Zun had lost face just now, but who would be stupid enough to let him get it back.
There were even a few good-looking female cultivators who shouted, "Everything depends on Fellow Daoist Yan," etc., hoping to gain some favor from him and enter the soul-increasing pool as early as possible.
At this time, the soul-enhancing pool lost more than forty people, and the white mist had spread to everyone's location. Everyone felt refreshed in their minds. After careful inspection, their spiritual consciousness actually increased. What a wonderful change.
"Slight improvement..."
Chen Mo was still hanging around at the end of the team, and he naturally felt the subtle aura of the soul-increasing pool. Compared to others, he, who owned the three-color Xuantian Lotus, could feel the preciousness of this pool of mist.
"Meng Qianqiu has one fight all to himself, and all the cultivators here divide nine fights. If I were Yan Zun, I would not arrange too many monks to absorb. Firstly, too many people would cause unexpected accidents, and secondly, it would affect the efficiency of absorption... ..”
"In the case of the first batch of nine people, I'm afraid the previously discussed decision will be postponed. According to what I have shown, the sixth batch should be absorbed into the pool... In this case, the absorption time may not be long. It’s half an hour.”
Chen Mo was silently calculating in his heart, weighing the pros and cons whether to expose some strength in exchange for a chance to get into the pool further.
Meng Qianqiu has always been a big stone in his heart. With her vengeful character, if she found out that she was the one who attacked her on the Canxu Bridge, there would definitely be no good ending.
"...Forget it, there is no loss so far. With the blessing of Yan Zun and others, it was absorbed into the pool water, so why add anything to it? Besides, I have the Three Color Xuantian Lotus, so the absorption speed may not be much worse than theirs."
Chen Mo's eyes flashed, but he still felt that the plan was not feasible, so he gave up.
Sure enough, Yan Zun followed Chen Mo's idea and sent the first group of nine people into the pool. In addition to him, there were also first-class Qi refining period masters such as Lu Xiaoyun, Wei Ling, and Zheng Qianjun. The two who were originally scheduled to be the weakest were eliminated. He didn't know what he said, so he chose to enter the second batch.
"...Can Tan Binning be in front of Senior Sister Wan? How did Yanzun arrange the order?"
"Who says otherwise? The foxy girl from Sunset Valley must have seduced Yan Zun, so she got in first!"
"I think so too."
People who had not entered the pool were sitting cross-legged and standing with swords in their hands. Chen Mo was also waiting with his back against the rock wall. However, his consciousness was too strong and a simple soundproof array could not block him. Several monks from the Fuyun Sect could not block him. The words of discussion were clearly heard by him at this moment.
"It's nothing, but what makes me curious is, didn't Senior Brother Chen and Senior Sister Wan Qing of the sect say that he has superior strength? Why didn't he come out to fight and become famous?"
"Shut up!" A man with a deep voice hurriedly shouted, looked back subconsciously, and then said in a very low voice:
"The sound isolation formation is not foolproof, so be careful that trouble comes from your mouth!"
"Just come out." She rolled her eyes and said: "Anyway, I have no respect for this Senior Brother Chen. I haven't heard of him in the sect for more than ten years. He looks ugly, but looks like An evil cultivator who practices demonic skills."
A young girl said casually, causing another person to nod slightly and agree: "Yes, he just bought a spiritual plant that faked death. If he is not a greedy person, who would want that thing... ..."
"That's enough..." said the same man who had dissuaded them before: "The soul-increasing pool is right in front of us. I'd better consider how to absorb it, and stop talking about other people's affairs."
This middle-aged man from the Fuyun Sect seemed to be quite authoritative. After saying this, the few people stopped talking. What they said after that had nothing to do with Chen Mo, and he did not continue to listen.
If there are too many lice, don't be afraid of bites. This is Chen Mo's consistent rule. If others say a few words and get irritated, he will definitely not survive now. "They have mouths, so just say whatever you want." Chen Mo thought in his mind and stopped paying attention to them.
Three hours passed by in a flash, and when everyone walked out of the thick fog of the Soul Enhancing Pond, they all showed intoxicated expressions. In such a short period of time, even the weakest of the nine people's consciousness had grown by at least one step!
"Hehe, the Millennium Treasure Land really deserves its reputation!" Wang Erniu laughed dryly: "It would be great if I could stay here for a while."
After listening, everyone had different expressions, but no one tried to challenge him. As for the monks outside, they did not hear it at all under his deliberate control.
Yan Zun had no intention of responding. He understood the subtext of this person and wanted to forcefully drive away the remaining monks so that they could monopolize this place. However, he never thought about whether the consequences of this would last long.
"Stupid." He labeled this person in his heart, then with a straight face, he jumped out of the soul-increasing pool and looked at the waiting people and said:
"The second batch of Taoist friends, the time limit is two hours, please come in."
Another group of monks couldn't wait to enter the pool, but because two people were squeezed out of the first group, a few people were also queued up in the second group, and Wan Qing was assigned to the third group. Monk, there is only one and a half hours left.
Time passed by in a hurry, and as the people outside the pool became more and more impatient, there were only a dozen people left who had not entered the soul-increasing pool, and the Fuyun Sect accounted for two, including Chen Mo.
"You, and you, plus this fellow Taoist." Yan Zun seemed to remember that Chen Mo still made some efforts, so he lifted him up.
In fact, his mind is no longer here. After dozens of people are tempered, the first batch of them can enjoy it for three more hours. When the invading monks come in again, it will be at least three times later.
"This Meng Qianqiu..." Yan Zun glanced at the female cultivator in the corner gloomily. Without her, this person who has been able to temper himself would most likely be him...
On the other side, Chen Mo was pointed at by Yan Zun and had no extra emotions. The latter did not notice anything unusual and quickly jumped into the pool. The sixth batch of monks was shorter than Chen Mo expected. Only a quarter of an hour could be achieved. How much you absorb depends on your talent.
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