Wang Yuwei and the others who were behind looked at each other. Seeing Ye Feng moving forward like lightning, they couldn't help swallowing, and then they quickly chased after him.
Soon, Ye Feng arrived at his destination.
In front of the first round tower, there was a huge table, and behind it was an elder-like figure with a round head and face, slowly picking up his pen to register.
There were hundreds of Diyuan Sect disciples around him, and they were so dark that they could not even squeeze in.
Next to the round-faced elder, there were several outer disciples who maintained order.
"After receiving the order from the previous one, the once-in-a-century Inscription Master Conference is about to be launched, and the resource consumption of this sect has increased, so the price of renting a round tower has doubled."
"Okay, don't rob them, come one by one..."
The elder smiled on his face, touched his greasy forehead, and announced loudly.
"What, doubled? Will we still let us practice?"
"Elder Feng, it's too crap. Those who can participate in the Inscription Master Conference are all those inner disciples. What does it have to do with our outer courtyard? Isn't it a disguised charge for raising the round tower practice price?"
Upon hearing the news that the price has doubled, all sides complained loudly, and many onlookers looked embarrassed.
"The sect needs land, and no noise can be made!"
Elder Feng, with a round face, suddenly shouted, his voice was like a roar of a real dragon. The huge sound waves were pressed down through the air, and the dissatisfaction of many disciples was blocked for a moment.
"This is a decision made by the elders of the inner sect of this sect. This inscription master conference must not be too oppressed by the Tianyuan Sect. Therefore, you will receive more of your spirit stones and will invest in those promising inner sect elites.
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"If you think the price is high, you just don't rent it."
"If anyone dares to be dissatisfied with the sect's strategy, they will be disqualified from the disciple."
As soon as these words were said, many disciples were angry, but when they saw Elder Feng get angry, they certainly didn't dare to have the courage to complain.
"Okay, keep registering now..."
Elder Feng gave the order.
Immediately, some disciples rushed forward and rushed forward. Although the price doubled, there were still many people who could afford the spirit stone.
There are more monks and less porridge.
For those disciples with strong backgrounds, this will reduce some competition.
Helplessly, he looked at the crowd that was irritated. Ye Feng was thinking about how to get in. Wang Yuwei and Yuan Ningzhen chased after him panting.
"Brother, please do you go slower next time? My legs are about to break."
"Hehe...what is the use of running so fast? I'm still blocked."
He stood on tiptoe and looked at the dark crowd in front of him. Yuan Ning waved her hand proudly, and the corners of her mouth flew: "Look at me, come with me!"
After saying that, she led the two around the front of the crowd and walked to the next few disciples who maintained order.
The disciples were all dressed in blue, obviously belonging to outer disciples who had a much higher status than serious servants. However, when they saw Yuan Ningzhen, they smiled one by one.
However, there was still a hint of arrogance in his expression.
"Yo, Junior Sister Yuan, you are finally here. Senior Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Thank you, my senior brothers."
With a slight smile, Yuan Ningzhen quickly handed a storage bag to one of them and whispered: "We will sweep the floor door, please take care of me, a few senior brothers."
"If Junior Sister Yuan is there, as a senior brother in the outer sect, it is appropriate to take care of you junior brothers and sisters. Let me do it."
The man smiled and weighed the storage bag in his hand, put it in his arms with satisfaction, then shouted loudly and separated the crowd, and squeezed to the big table in front of the front with Yuan Ningzhen and Ye Feng.
"This...is really a rich woman?"
Looking at Yuan Ningzhen with interest, Ye Feng became curious. Judging from his appearance, this girl was rich and not as rich as a master who was short of money. Her cultivation was not very bad. How could she become a traitor disciple?
In just over a day, he had already felt the importance of the spirit stones in Jinhua City.
"Yuan Yat-tou, you are here again. This time... Is it still the largest building?"
Elder Feng, who had a tense face the previous second, also opened his mouth after seeing Yuan Ningzhen and showed a big smile.
"Yes, only the largest round tower can allow all our members to enter the practice of the floor sweeping gate... I'm sorry, Elder Feng."
With his eyebrows raised, Yuan Ningzhen took out another storage bag and poured out a pile of spirit stones, which were dazzling and piled up on the table like a hill.
"It's 25 million here. Even if it doubles, it should be enough, right?"
Elder Feng's mouth almost broke into the ears, and he nodded with a smile: "Enough is enough, and every time it is your most enjoyable girl."
"By the way... those mate disciples have all given you your blessing."
"What is the spirit stone? We sweep the floor door, and we share the blessings and difficulties. Hehe..."
Gulu!
Ye Feng, who was standing on one side, swallowed heavily, and felt a surge of heart. Two thousand five million spirit stones, Yuan Ningzhen took it out without even blinking her brows. She was as honest as her personality and temper.
Generous.
Let Ye Feng have a good impression.
"Okay, take your round tower jade plaque and remember to return it on time next month."
Elder Feng quickly registered on the scroll, picked up a jade token and was about to hand it to Yuan Ningzhen, but he stretched out a hand next to him inappropriately.
"Slowly, I want the largest round tower!"
The man in blue was stretched out, with colorful accessories hanging on his body, all with ten fingers on his fingertips, and a sharp face, his two triangular eyes showed a look of pride, looking at Yuan Ningzhen provocatively.
"Zhong Ziqi, why is it your fly again? The spirit stone has been handed over. The round tower belongs to us!"
Seeing this person, Wang Yuwei's eyes suddenly showed a deep dissatisfaction, and he suddenly stepped forward and blocked Yuan Ningzhen.
"Get out of here, a broom wardrobe is worthy of talking to me."
Zhong Ziqi smiled coldly, turned around and bowed flatteringly to Elder Feng, and said, "Elder Feng, if the disciple remembers correctly, practice the round tower, and those with the higher price will get it. It just so happened that the disciple has recently reached the realm and needs to find a place to go.
I want that round tower.”
"Of course... if Junior Sister Ning Zhen beg me, I would be willing to sacrifice myself and give it to her."
"Hmph, you think beautifully. I don't plead with you, the toad. Elder Feng, I will pay 35 million!"
Yuan Ningzhen frowned and pouted, looked disgusting, and took out ten million spirit stones from the storage bag.
Seeing this scene, the disciples around him whispered, and their faces showed excitement. They retreated, preparing to watch a good show.
According to the rules of the Diyuan Sect, practicing round pagodas can indeed be rented at a higher price, but few people usually do this. After all, there are hundreds of round pagodas. If you are willing to spend a high price to compete, then let you do this.
Prices of hundreds or tens of millions are a very expensive number for ordinary students from the outer courtyard.
This scene was the last time I saw it a few years ago. Two unconfronted families had to pay 60 million spiritual stones for the sake of fighting spirit, which was crazy...