Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 285 Throwing Money in Public
Yuan Guyun was in a daze. After ten years of seclusion, he could feel the time passing by like quicksand every day.

But the short one-month An Ning Club life seemed like a distant past to him.

There are endless new things to see, endless spending projects to do, and endless unknown experiences every day.

So when the Tiger Hunting Festival officially arrived, he suddenly realized that the day had already arrived.

"Tiger Hunting Festival. I came here to watch the fun, but I forgot my original purpose."

Yuan Guyun skillfully took out the visa jade token.

Browsing with spiritual consciousness.

really.

Today's push notifications include the latest news about the Tiger Hunting Festival.

"You can know the world's major events without leaving your home. Ordinary people here can also read newspapers and know the news... This is unheard of, but it's not bad."

Yuan Guyun used his great willpower to force himself not to look down.

The following push messages contain many things: "The 'Wild Talisman Pack' you are interested in has the latest discount", "The 'Iron Mecha' you are browsing is at an all-time low", "Based on your purchasing habits, we recommend the 'Physical Training Improvement Class' for you, and give you three free classes"

Every time you look at it a second longer, your wallet suffers a heavy blow.

"Everything is good, except that the spirit stones are used up a little too quickly."

Yuan Guyun shuddered.

It’s not that he felt that the spirit stones were not worth spending. In fact, every spirit stone he spent here was more cost-effective than any of his previous transactions.

Unfortunately, I really had no money left in my wallet, so I had to use it to pay for the next meal.

The spiritual meal package cannot be discontinued because he bought a monthly card and received 15 spiritual stone vouchers which he has not used up. If he does not use them, he will lose a lot.

He fled from the business district of Anning Prefecture and all the way to the residential area. Looking at the pedestrians on the street wearing new clothes, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Tiger Hunting Festival will be held on the west side of Anning Mansion, just follow it."

Yuan Guyun followed the crowd all the way to the west of the city.

After arriving.

I discovered that the city had no city walls, or rather, they had been demolished and replaced with a several-story curved grandstand.

Many people went to the stands, which were filled with people.

Yuan Guyun also saw that there were some stands that were obviously inaccessible to ordinary people, but some cultivators flew up to them. It was obvious that that was where cultivators should go.

He was no longer sentimental at this point. They had actually prepared a grandstand with arrangements for both the ordinary people and the cultivators. Although it was the six sects in the Southern Wilderness, most of them asked the independent cultivators to find a tree to climb up and watch.

As soon as I stood still, I saw thunderclouds rolling in the sky and the light was brilliant.

The monks, like heavenly soldiers and generals, were lined up in the sky.

"That is……"

Yuan Guyun's pupils trembled.

Simultaneously.

The tiger hunting celebration scene.

Cao Long, a true disciple of the White Bone Sect, stood on the back of a bone dragon made of white bones in the clouds and looked down.

"An Ning will inform all the major forces in the Southern Wilds to hold this tiger hunting competition. The prize money is generous, and we can take the opportunity to make some money."

Huh?
The bone dragon under his feet let out a vigilant and uneasy growl.

Cao Long looked forward and took a breath of cold air. He saw flashes of lightning appearing in the clouds, and densely packed, neatly lined up monks appeared, walking slowly along the road of thunderclouds.

"This must be the Demon Slaying Division of the An Ning Society. The news mentioned that all of these guys practice thunder magic."

The bone dragon stepped back subconsciously.

This carefully refined white bone dragon was naturally restrained by forces with strong positive attributes such as thunder. At this moment, just by watching, under the induction of the Qi, it showed signs of losing control.

Cao Long cast a series of spells to stabilize the white bone dragon, his eyes full of fear.

"This is the Dragon Crossing the River..."

the other side.

Qing Yu, a cultivator of the Natural Dao, one of the six major sects, stared at the return of the 100,000 cultivators from the Demon-Slaying Division and stood there in a daze for a long time.

"Is this what it looked like when the dynasty had not collapsed?"

Natural Dao, the earliest spiritual practice force in the Southern Wilderness.

At the same time, it was also a force that assisted in the establishment of the first dynasty in the Southern Wilderness, and made a lot of efforts for the reproduction and development of human beings in the southern border. However, as the dynasty fell apart, the Natural Dao also suffered heavy losses, and it has been quietly licking its wounds and recovering its vitality.

Seeing the lineup of disciples from the Demon Slaying Division at this time, he was amazed and also recalled the past.

next door.

The monks of the Broken Star Sect fell into chaos.

"Star God, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?!"

As a representative who came to watch the ceremony and participate in the competition - and also a star god of the Shattered Star Sect, he actually closed his eyes, fell backwards, and his whole body turned into a clay sculpture.

moment.

The Star God slowly woke up, his clay body turned back into flesh, his eyes were filled with eagerness.

“Strong faith, fearless faith… If I could preach here, I could immediately establish the kingdom of God!”

Kingdom of God.

That is the fifth realm of Shinto monks, corresponding to the cave heaven.

“Huh…” The Star God tried to calm his inner desire and growled, “Next, you must show me all your abilities and win a place in the Tiger Hunting Competition. I want the people here to have true faith!”

"Fight for Lord Star God!"

The Star-Breaking monk responded enthusiastically.

The Star God nodded slightly, then frowned: "Those disgusting guys are here as expected."

The six major sects have two routes to follow the divine path.

One is the Broken Star Sect, the other is the Green Ghost Sect. The Broken Star Sect is considered an orthodox Shinto sect that worships gods, while the Green Ghost Sect is a sect dedicated to ghosts and gods that creates fear, killing, and offering sacrifices. They have been competing for believers in Shenzhou and have many conflicts.

It seemed to sense the malice coming from this side.

A pale-faced disciple of the Green Ghost Sect smiled slightly.

The last are the Fox Shadow Sect and the Bloodthirsty Sect.

The Fox Shadow Sect is mysterious and unpredictable. It is said that there is some special way to detect talent. Each disciple can be independent, but the number of disciples is small;

The Bloodthirsty Sect has a fierce name, but they are actually a group of cultivators who follow the path of body refining. They are crude physical cultivators and are the bottom one among the six major sects.

The Fox Shadow Sect disciples sat together and sighed, "This broken place called Southern Wilderness doesn't have many blessed places to begin with, and now there's a powerful character here, it's even harder to achieve enlightenment."

"Yes, the requirements of humanity are not high. Just deal with it. The celestial phenomena and the terrain cannot be vague. But now the famous mountains and rivers are occupied by the demons. 80%, there is not enough left."

"For each terrain, there are only a limited number of fourth-level cultivators who can resonate with it... one carrot, one pit."

"Practice should be like our Fox Shadow Sect, where we only select the most talented elites instead of requiring everything... A lot of practice resources are wasted like this. Look at the An Ning Society, with 100,000 disciples of the Demon Slaying Division. How much natural resources are wasted."

They criticized with deep anguish.

It seems like they spent their money.

Also gathered together for the meeting were the burly men of the Bloodthirsty Sect.

Of the six major sects, five are flying in the sky.

Only the crude physical cultivators of the Bloodthirsty Sect were standing on the ground.

It’s not that physical cultivators can’t fly, but that’s not in line with their habits.

"Fuck, there are so many, I can't kill them all."

The Bloodthirsty Sect disciples looked at the overwhelming crowds of Demon-Slaying Division disciples and couldn't help but spit.

"I've already said it, how can we possibly snatch it." On the other side, a Bloodthirsty Sect disciple sighed, "We in the Bloodthirsty Sect can only bully monsters and ordinary people, we can't beat anyone from other sects."

"Yeah, I thought the newcomers were easy to bully, but it turns out that the newcomers are the hardest to bully."

"The sixth in the Southern Wasteland has become the seventh in the Southern Wasteland. We have been training our bodies day and night, practicing diligently, but what have we gained in return?"

The group of muscular guys became more and more sad as they talked, sighing and groaning, and the atmosphere was depressing.

Ba Zhenlei glared at him and said, "You guys are boosting others' morale and destroying your own prestige. We in the Bloodthirsty Sect have mastered the ten ancient gods' body-refining techniques and obtained the imprints of the ten ancient saints. After we have cultivated our saintly bodies, our saintly postures are not inferior to anyone else!"

“So? Have you mastered these ten body-building techniques? No, they have all been lost.” The man with his arms crossed next to him complained coldly.

"It's so funny. Not only have the original ten ancient gods' body-refining techniques been lost, but the three major combat bodies that evolved from the ten ancient gods' body-refining techniques have also been lost. What kind of nonsense are people practicing now to break their bodies?"

"Don't mention it. Even the ten great body-refining techniques are actually evolved from the ancient god's body. The ancient god's body was lost thousands of years ago. We don't even know which version of the one we are practicing now."

I saw that I had lost all my underwear.

Ba Zhenlei was furious: "Shut up, aren't you here to find a solution? The An Ning Society has spent a lot of money to buy the body refining technique, so we can just sell all those junk and get some real inheritance. From now on, the Bloodthirsty Sect will no longer be a body refining sect, but a proper Qi refining sect. The Bloodthirsty Sect will become great again!"

As soon as these words came out.

It really boosted everyone's morale.

Ba Zhenlei struck while the iron was hot and said, "So you have to perform even better. Even if your teeth are broken and your bones are broken, you must defeat all those opponents for me. Only in this way can our body refining technique be sold at a high price. Otherwise, it will be worthless and you will never be able to become a sword immortal in your life!"

"I don't want to live this kind of life anymore. I want to practice Qi and become a sword immortal!"

A bloodthirsty sect cultivator had tears in his eyes and pounded the ground with his iron fists.

"I want to be a sword master!"

"I want to be a sword master!"

The disciples were deeply moved and shouted angrily.

The atmosphere gradually became heated.

……

The disciples of the six major sects each had their own feelings.

Ordinary independent cultivators, as well as small and medium-sized sects under the six major sects, saw so many disciples of the Demon Slaying Division and formed into ten military formations of ten thousand people.

I was stunned.

When the monks formed into military formations and performed all kinds of spells that were horrific and disastrous, all that was left in their hearts was obedience or fear.

Especially the independent cultivators.

Although there are many group fights in the cultivation environment of the Southern Wilderness, there has never been such a large-scale battle scene. Now that I have seen it, there are only three words left in my mind.

Not to be messed with.

In the past, for them, even if the person was a disciple of the six sects, they would just kill him. The biggest problem was not whether they dared to do it, but whether they could defeat him.

After killing the disciples of the major sects, he hid in the deep mountains and forests for ten to twenty years.

The big sects are very powerful, and the battle records of every famous disciple in the big sect are circulated in the cultivation world. However, treating people and treating organizations are two completely different concepts.

The deterrent effect brought by violent organizations is beyond the reach of individual efforts.

At this time, many independent cultivators were secretly thankful that they did not mess around in An Ning.

Yuan Guyun's original ideas and concepts also underwent some changes.

Is this Peace Society really a group of people who are addicted to pleasure?

Perhaps it is precisely because of the abundant martial virtues that people in An Ning can truly let go of their desire for combat power and realm, and discover the fun and value in every detail of practice.

Although Yuan Guyun thought so, he still did not approve of the act of spending huge amounts of energy to create a spell to sculpt tables and chairs.

"If I had this condition, I would definitely do something more meaningful. Improving myself is the right way."

Various thoughts were running through my mind.

The opening ceremony finally ended.

The An Ning Society welcomed back these heroes who expanded the territory and brought victory, but this is not the end yet, as the major battle groups will appear next.

Compared to the Demon Slaying Division that Nanhuang fears.

On the contrary, the battle group makes people from all walks of life in the Southern Wilderness feel very close to it, because people from the Southern Wilderness account for as much as 50% of the battle group members, and in some battle groups, the proportion is as high as 80%.

and.

Yuan Guyun now faced two choices: to work in a war group or to be a bodyguard in a caravan.

At this time, Chen Jing appeared on the scene and fulfilled his promise to the members of the regiment.

Following Chen Jing's words and the commentator who kept refreshing beside him, Yuan Guyun understood what the so-called promise was.

It’s about points redemption.

"what is that?"

Chen Jing took out a strange magical weapon, which looked like a turntable.

"This thing is called a points lottery device."

Snapped his fingers.

A huge projection appeared in front of everyone.

[First Prize: Fourth-grade deluxe version puppet self-selection ticket] Quantity 1.

[Second Prize: Fourth-grade deluxe version flying sword self-selected ticket] Quantity 3.

[Third Prize: Level 20 Luxury Training Package] Quantity: .

[Fourth Prize: Grade 100 Deluxe Edition Puppet] Quantity: .

【Fifth Prize...】

【Sixth Prize...】

[Tenth Prize: 100 Spiritual Notes Vouchers] No limit on quantity.

[Every 100 points can be exchanged for one lucky draw...the points will be cleared after this event.]

"hiss!"

As soon as the projection appeared, everyone's eyes widened.

They had more or less visited An Ning Mansion and looked at the mall, and they knew how valuable these things were, especially the first prize. A second-grade deluxe puppet was sold for 40,000, and a fourth-grade one... wouldn't it be several million? !
Chen Jing was very satisfied when he saw everyone being blinded by money.

He was confused for a while, wondering what to redeem these points for, and then he slapped his forehead.

If you don’t know what to give, just give whatever you have. Put them all together and draw a lottery!
And the lottery was held in public.

Let everyone see, everything is available to him, Chen!

Why does Chen Jing work so hard to make money, build a shopping mall, and set membership levels to make money? Isn't it just to make people work for him?

"Ye Fan, come up."

Chen Jing smiled.

"Your Red Hair Supreme Group ranks first in points in this event, so your group will be the first to draw the lottery. After the top ten have drawn, the rest will draw together."

"……call."

Ye Fan felt the huge crowds of people around him, countless pairs of eager eyes staring at him, and even felt a kind of pressure.

He took a long breath and adjusted himself for a moment.

Walk onto the stage.

The magic weapon projection showed the points of the Red Hair Supreme Group, 220,000!

You can draw two thousand two hundred times!

(End of this chapter)