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Chapter 9 Zongmen Grand Competition

"Have you heard that the sect leader brought an unclothed young man into the sect."

"My friend is a gatekeeper, and he told me that the boy was quite handsome."

"Not only that, the sect leader was also wearing the boy's clothes."

"hiss."

"You are all behind the scenes. The latest news is that the sect leader has accepted the young man as his personal disciple. His name is Chen Mo."

"Isn't the selection of new disciples not yet? Isn't this incompatibility?"

"You are not stupid. The sect leader has to follow the rules to accept disciples?"

"It's true. As far as I know, the sect leader has only accepted one personal disciple over the years, that is Senior Sister Nalan. Can his talent be compared with Senior Sister Nalan?"

"In a few days, there will be a new round of sect competitions. You will know whether it can be compared or not."

...

Chen Mo didn't know that he caused a stir when he first entered the sect.

After Yun Yun took him into the sect and arranged him in a hall, she hurriedly left.

Chen Moshu took a comfortable bath, changed into the robes of the personal disciples exclusive to Yunlan Sect, and then called up the system menu.

Name: Chen Mo

Race: Human

Cultivation: One-star fighter

Lucky point: 40

Kung Fu: Divine Elephant Prison Control

Fighting skills: The Spear of the God of the Underworld

Props: Qi-retaining technique, two healing talismans, four bottles of amethyst source

Function: Treasure Chest Lottery, Mall, Prying

...

Chen Mo untied his upper body and looked down. His chest, which had a wound of about ten centimeters, was as intact as before.

This is a healing talisman, this is simply a magic talisman!

It was used before taking a shower. It was only a long time since the wound that had turned into a scar disappeared.

This system has something to do!

Next, let me understand this system well.

First, click on the treasure chest to draw.

But the silver treasure chest alone costs 100 lucky points.

Gold 1000.

Platinum is 10,000.

Diamonds even reached a terrifying 100,000.

The King's Treasure Box was not counted, I only knew that 1 was followed by many 0.

Let’s understand the probability of the treasure chest.

There is a one-ten thousand chance that the silver treasure chest can only be opened to treasures that can only be opened by the King’s treasure chest.

Double the platinum, and so on.

But for Chen Mo, an African, one ten thousand is equal to 0.

This lottery mode and probability reminded him of a certain game he played in his previous life.

Of course, the latter is even more pitiful.

As for the acquisition of luck points.

At present, Chen Mo only knows two types. In addition to the rewards obtained by completing the mission, it is to kill the monsters. The higher the level of the monsters, the more luck they get.

In the end, Chen Mo looked at the mall, nothing could afford to buy.

Chen Mo looked at the prices of the transforming pill and the accompanying amethyst source. The former one is a seven thousand lucky point, and the latter one is a three thousand lucky point.

It's so expensive, it would be great if the accompanying amethyst source can change the luck point.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo thought about it and tried it.

No eggs are useful, nothing happens.

It’s better to drink it and practice. Maybe I can also make purple fire and find a refining book to read it casually. I’m an alchemist.

I can do the three major illusions in life.

At this time, Chen Mo was in this illusion.

Just as Chen Mo was immersed in this illusion and became deeper and deeper, even feeling that he would be able to hug the beauty to sleep soon.

Yun Yun came in.

When Chen Mo heard the movement, he naturally looked over at him.

"Sister Yunyun."

A long blue dress wrapped around her graceful body, her face was extremely gorgeous, and her hair was combed into a gorgeous bun, with a gorgeous and graceful appearance.

Except for the different color of the hair, the others are exactly the same as Yun Yun in the anime.

"It's so beautiful." Chen Mo shouted in his heart, and the possessiveness hidden in his heart became stronger.

Seeing Chen Mo's reaction, Yun Yun knew that his outfit was not in vain. A hint of joy flashed in her heart. Then she looked stern and said seriously: "Three days later, it will be a sect competition. After the Elders' Council decides, you need to participate."

Chen Mo frowned slightly: "Is it because of the personal disciple?"

"Yeah, but..." Yun Yun nodded, and then hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yun Yun hesitating, Chen Mo said directly: "Do you have any other requests?"

"Yeah." Yun Yun felt a little embarrassed: "You need to get this sect competition, the top five among the younger generation of inner disciples."

Originally, the Presbyterian Church wanted Chen Mo to get the top three, but the top five was obtained by Yun Yun based on reason.

After all, the sect leader’s personal disciple is strictly the Yunlan Sect’s card, and the top five are not up to the level. What qualifications are there?

"Top five." Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought I needed to win first place?"

This is not a shameless saying. According to the description in the novel, among the younger generation of Yunlan Sect, Nalan Yanran is extremely talented. Even if one or two unknown geniuses that are not described by potatoes, the total number is not more than one hand.

According to this time point, Nalan Yanran has only had a few stars in the fight.

Therefore, Chen Mo really doesn't think he will fall out of the top five.

"Ding, the task is released. Please ask the host to get the first place in this sect competition. After success, you can randomly get 100 to 3,000 lucky points."

"Uh, okay, you won the system."

I really gave me some small surprises from time to time, Chen Mo complained in his heart.

However, Chen Mo's words aroused Yun Yun's dissatisfaction. Who was he trying so hard for?

But as for him, Fei Dan didn't take it seriously, but instead showed an arrogant attitude and looked down on the disciples in the sect, obviously he didn't take it seriously.

"You, wait for the time being to be beaten to death." Yun Yunqi said fiercely and planned to leave, but as soon as she reached the door, she was still worried, so she walked back, took out a scroll and placed it on the table, and said, "This is a thunder-attribute fighting technique with intermediate level of Xuan-level thunder attributes. If you don't know anything, come to the next door and ask me, I will live next door."

After saying that, he really left.

"I seemed to make her angry, but I really didn't mean to be angry with her." Chen Mo was so angry that he came to the table, took the scroll with thunder patterns, and opened it and took a look.

"Thousand Thunder Art."

"To achieve great success in cultivation, it can trigger the thunder of the Nine Heavens."

"This description is so awesome, how can it be a mysterious fighting skill?"

With doubts, Chen Mo read all the formulas of the entire fighting skills and couldn't help but complain: "It seems that bragging is a world of people. The so-called Thousand Thunder Art is a Thunder Art. After practicing to a great success, it can only lead to a thunder thunder, which depends on the probability."

"If you look at it this way, those martial arts and fighting techniques that can burn mountains and seas at any time will also be mixed with water."

It’s better to practice the Divine Elephant Prison Control Power first, then swallow the accompanying Amethyst Source, and then use the energy of the Amethyst Source to awaken more giant elephant blast discs.

Do it as soon as you say it.

Chen Mo was immersed in his mind and began to meditate, focusing all his thoughts on the first level of Shenxiang Prison and Prison.

Not long after he started running, he could clearly see that there was a stream of air around his body, like a river, making a rolling sound of thunderstorms.
Chapter completed!
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