You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

The day before the conference, Chang Qing prepared a thousand bottles of Green Bull, hoping to make a fortune.

Did they only prepare 1,000 bottles? No, they just couldn't hold more, otherwise Chang Qing would have wanted to get 5,000 bottles.

Now Changqing wanted a storage device even more. Although he had a huge space like the pendant to store things, it was too slow to open and too difficult to use. He was also afraid that it would make too much noise and attract peeping eyes.

Carrying a heavy package, I arrived at the door of the medicine pavilion. The door was so crowded that no one could get in. Everyone was pushing to get in as if there was some treasure.

Helplessly, Chang Qing had to go to the employee-only passage at the back door before arriving at the stall. However, he still couldn't squeeze in because there were already crowds of people in front of his stall.

Many people who had bought things from him saw Changqing coming and hurriedly greeted him, their eyes fixed on the package behind Changqing.

After finally squeezing in, I heard someone say:

"Junior Brother Ji! You finally showed up. I have been waiting here for half a month."

"I've had some insights recently, so I've been in seclusion for a few days. Please forgive me~" Chang Qing made an embarrassed expression.

"Today's limited edition Green Bull is 1,000. Everyone, hurry up and line up. First come, first served."

The crowd went wild. There were only a thousand copies, but it was estimated that there might be as many as three or four thousand people who wanted to buy Green Bull today!

Chang Qing was still wondering why so many people came today. As a result, he asked around and found out that someone recognized the masked man who broke into the special trial area, and the elixir used in the fight was Green Bull.

As the video became more popular, Green Bull became known to more people.

Chang Qing Liaoran can be regarded as an invisible advertisement for Green Bull.

Some disciples in the queue were afraid that it would not be their turn and tried to cut in line, which led to a lot of conflicts. As a result, they were thrown out by the elders on duty, and the crowd immediately became obedient.

This time, the thousand bottles were sold out in just one morning, leaving those disciples who didn't buy any leaving with disappointed faces.

After paying 10,000 spirit stones in taxes, Chang Qing exchanged the remaining spirit stones for 40,000 contributions and left contentedly. He was now considered a nouveau riche.

I was just about to visit the main pavilion of Luozhu Peak.

As a result, as soon as I entered, my face turned black. The screen in the center of the main pavilion was playing my performance in the trial realm. Everything else was fine, but the part where I was vomiting and being chased and beaten was playing on a loop!

Seeing the people in the main pavilion laughing happily, Chang Qing felt sick. This was like running naked in front of outsiders. This was too social.

Chang Qing covered his face slightly, fearing that he would be recognized. He no longer had the thought of buying anything. His only thought was not to reveal his identity and to go back quickly. He had to keep a low profile recently.

On the second day, Changqing did not sleep in, but got up early, put on the bright sect clothes, and received a notice from Elder Yi to gather in front of the main pavilion.

Before leaving, Chang Qing used the Qing Tian Nian Qing Jue to conceal his own temperament again and again.

Until it is covered up to the point where no one would notice even if you stand there and poop.

After he went out, a disciple accidentally noticed Changqing, and his first thought was that it was a waste to wear this Yuling Sect's clothes on Changqing!

The disciples left one after another.

Chang Qing naturally noticed the disdain in other people's eyes and was very happy: Yeah! The effect is good.

There were many people who wanted to participate, including thousands of disciples. Elder Yi held up a huge cloud and carried everyone towards the distant mountains.

On the way, Changqing discovered that there were many clouds rising up, and on the clouds stood dense crowds of people, rushing towards the same place.

Chang Qing was somewhat curious. There were so many disciples in the Yuling Sect, and it was only a third-grade sect. How grand would a first-rate sect be?

The clouds moved slowly forward, accompanied from time to time by cranes, and even by birds that were not afraid of people, which would land on the shoulders from time to time to beg for food.

After flying for a quarter of an hour, they entered a group of towering mountains. A towering mountain range was winding like a dragon, surrounded by mist, and was extremely outstanding. At this time, the voice of Elder Yi came.

"The mountain range ahead is where the headmaster, the clan leader, and the inner sect are located. Chiyun Peak is the highest peak in our Yuling Sect. It is full of spiritual energy and is an excellent place for cultivation. If you achieve good results in the competition and enter the inner sect, you will naturally experience it."

Looking at the mountains that stretch for miles, it is so majestic.

Changqing could even feel the spirituality emanating from the mountain. He was afraid that the spiritual vein of the Yuling Sect was under this mountain. According to Changqing's observation, this place should be the core of the Yuling Sect's magic formation.

[How about asking that handsome uncle sect leader to help me find a cave here? ]

Chang Qing thought about it, but immediately shook his head to reject the idea. Living here, he would be monitored every day, which was too unsafe.

As the colorful clouds gradually descended, Changqing saw an enormous square paved with white stones, which could probably accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The sect competition is about to take place, and the entire square is filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere.

The morning sun shines on the square, casting a golden glow.

In the center of the square, neat rows of seats on the stone steps were already filled with disciples from various peaks.

They were wearing the same sect uniform, their faces filled with anticipation and excitement.

As it was not yet the time, many disciples were still discussing and it seemed a bit noisy.

Chang Qing looked up at the high platform. The sect's leader was sitting in the center. He looked very young and was wearing a cyan-gold Taoist robe. The material of the robe seemed to be a special kind of silk, which was smooth and shiny, and reflected golden spots in the morning sunlight.

I guess this competition will be held by the head of the sect.

In addition, the leader had a belt of the same cyan-gold color tied around his waist, with a white jade pendant on it, which was shining with a soft light. It was the leader's token, indicating his identity.

The head of the sect is called Li Yushu. It is said that he has reached the Dan Yun realm in less than a hundred years of practice! His innate spiritual roots are so terrifying, and he is also the disciple of the current sect master.

At this moment, the headmaster's eyes swept over the disciples below with a sharp gaze.

Behind him stood several elders with long flowing beards, their faces full of majesty and solemnity.

Soon, a few auspicious clouds floated in the sky, and several figures landed on the high platform. The auspicious clouds dispersed, revealing several figures, most of whom were white-haired old men with a fairy-like appearance. Among them was a middle-aged man who Changqing was familiar with. He was the handsome uncle who was the sect leader.

The head of the sect stood up and saluted to several people. It seemed that the status of these old men was also very high.

The handsome uncle sat in the main seat on the high platform, while the old man sat behind the clan leader. He nodded to the sect leader, who understood and turned around to make hand gestures.

Suddenly, a bell rang from somewhere, and the disciples in the square instantly quieted down.

The headmaster stepped forward, cleared his throat, raised his hands, and announced in a loud voice: "From now on, we will rise to the top of the world. I wish all the disciples to get the desired ranking, or become the dark horse of the competition and make a big splash!"