The Greatest System With 100 Million Life Prizes
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第600章 他怎么那么大的脸
Brother Cheng had no concept of the identity of the temple guards. Right now, he was just with a question mark looking curiously at the Spirit Declining Platform.
Suddenly, he asked the person next to him, "The stars should be all heavenly spirits, right?"
The cultivator next to him looked at He Lin with envy and nodded without hesitation, "You're right."
Brother Cheng became curious.
"I see at least millions of heavenly spirits here. Isn't it considered too little to only have 1,500 at a time?"
His voice was not too loud, only filled with an innocent sense of curiosity.
However, everyone here was a cultivator, so naturally they could all hear him.
The cultivator next to him changed his facial expression and hurriedly stopped him, "You really don't understand anything as a secluded cultivator ..."
He was actually trying to help, afraid that Brother Cheng might say something offensive.
But it's too late.
"only 1,500?"
He Lin, who was initially proud of his achievements, stopped in his way and frowned at Jiang Cheng.
"From what you said, can you collect 1,600?"
Other cultivators also interfered.
"That's right, do you understand?"
"Do you think it's easy to have a heavenly spirit? Having more than a hundred was already considered good!"
"It seems that this remote cultivator has never seen the world, so arrogant!"
"Really funny, does it still make sense to be immersed in cultivating in the remote mountains at this time?"
Brother Cheng did not expect that his casual comments would spark a heated debate.
But he's not angry either. As almost an Emperor, did he really need to fight with some Saint level cultivators?
Well, it turns out he really needs to ...
"Hey, if I could get more than 1,600 heavenly spirits, what would you do?"
At first, everyone was silent, but then they laughed.
"Haha!"
"What did he say?"
"1.600?"
"He's not afraid to sound silly ..."
The cultivator next to Brother Cheng had tried to give him a suggestion with a bitter smile. "Old brother, don't rush like this. You have lived in a remote mountain range and do not understand the outside world!"
But He Lin, who was previously proud, was now angered by Brother Cheng's words.
"Don't stop now!"
"Because you're so sure, then I'll stay and look."
He Lin had already enjoyed the praise for his achievement of having 1,500 heavenly spirits, but suddenly someone appeared and said that it was not much, thus destroying his desire to show off.
Therefore, He Lin and Brother Cheng started to quarrel.
Principal Jiang smiled amiably, "So, what are we going to bet on?"
Aware that he could not get much out of these people, he could only suggest, "If I can get more than 1,600 heavenly spirits, how about you walk around the temple gates?"
"What?"
Almost everyone was surprised.
"Too much!"
"Young man, are you looking for death?"
Even the temple guards in charge of maintaining order were speechless.
This request may not look deadly, but it is very embarrassing.
However, He Lin raised his right hand and said coldly, "No problem, I accept this bet!"
"But I have one condition. If the spirit bound to you does not reach 1,600, then you should take off your clothes and walk around in front of everyone!"
School head Jiang gave a thumbs up and praised his courage, "Brother, you really are brave!"
He Lin smiled sinisterly, "If you try to escape, you won't be able to!"
"No problem, I really appreciate his trust."
The moment the two people made this bet, the other cultivators also started to participate.
"I'll bet with you too!"
"Right, we support Brother He, enter me as well!"
"Haha, I've contacted people from outside to come and witness this furore."
Except for the cultivator next to Brother Cheng, everyone else took the gamble, making Brother Cheng laugh out loud.
After a while, many people gathered outside the temple after hearing the news.
He Lin was somewhat like a small celebrity, known by many people.
In a short period of time, the news spread like wildfire, attracting more and more people.
Inside the temple, Brother Cheng held a number board and kept waiting for his turn to enter.
The Spirit Decline Ceremony was quite time consuming. Those who entered would spend at least thirty minutes, and some might even be an hour.
After a long wait, there were still three people before.
"The end of the chapter."
He Lin and the person who had just finished in front of him had yet to leave, they were still watching him to keep from escaping.
The guards at the temple also did not say anything, they were happy to watch this show.
Suddenly, a group of people suddenly entered from outside.
The leader was a young man dressed in black, although he was only at the Ninth Stage of the Human Profound realm, he emanated an aura of arrogance and vigilance.
As he entered, the head guards quickly greeted him.
"Lei Shao, why are you here?"
The black-clothed youth said nothing, and the temple guards accompanying him gave the order.
"Lei Shao is also present for the splicing ceremony, make something available for him!"
The head guard immediately nodded, "Yes, fine!"
Then he took her to the front of the line.
The black-clothed youth looked dissatisfied.
"What's going on? Is there someone else inside?"
The head guard apologized, "It won't be long, it's been an hour since he entered."
"Hmph, you better!"
With the arrival of the black-clothed youth, He Lin and the others inside remained silent and remained by his side.
City Brother was not stupid either, he could see with a glance that this person must be a high-level disciple, otherwise he would not be accompanied by an escort.
So he quietly asked the cultivator by his side, "Who is he? Why is he so arrogant?"
The cultivator trembled in reply and immediately sent out his voice, "Speak slowly, he is the grandson of the Wood Spirit Shrine Master, one of the Eight Hall Leaders, Lei Gao!"
The White Spirit Temple had a Great Temple Master, its strength reaching the Heavenly Profound realm, on par with a God King in the Heavenly World.
Thanks to the 'Foreign Devil' raid billions of years ago, many experts from the Profound Clan deliberately stayed at the first level to guard it.
Under the Great Temple Master were the Eight Hall Leaders, most of them had also reached the Heavenly Profound Realm.
And the Master of the Wood Spirit Hall was one of them.
And under each of the Hall Masters were four Guards, followed by the branch Hall Vice-Lord, Staff, Main Guards, Guards, and Apprentice Guards...
You can imagine how high Mr. Hall is.
In the minds of the countless members of the White Profound Clan, the Master of the Wood Spirit Hall was not much different from a god in the mortal world, and there were many legends about it.
Of course, his grandson also had a special position.
The person who was undergoing the examination inside had also come out by now, having obtained over 300 Profound Spirits, which were considered ordinary.
Lei Gao did not even glance at him and entered the room uneasily.
At that moment, City Brother stepped up to face him.
"What's going on, are you queuing up?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, then his eyes widened in shock.
Is this guy crazy?
He actually blocked Lei Gao's path?
The head guards and managers came in angrily.
"Who are you?"
"What are you thinking?"
City Brother smiled, "His Token should be behind me, right? Why is he allowed to go in front of me?"
Wh why?
Due to his high status, he can cut the queue.
Everyone thought it was natural.
The only exception was Jiang Cheng.
He patiently followed the rules and waited in long lines, which was very rare.
But now there was suddenly someone who appeared and passed by him, which meant that he would have to wait an hour longer.
How could he accept that?
(Late of this chapter)