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

Chapter 166: Inside Story of the Southern Region Conference

The cicadas are chirping, and the hot summer has arrived.

The huge roar of the waterfall could not block the joyful cheers beside the pool.

Puffs of smoke rise up, accompanied by the aroma of barbecue.

Uncle Shuai, Xuan Qing, Li Yushu, Jiao Cang, Zhong Baixuan, and Yun Qinghan were eating barbecue on the shore.

Since Changqing kept appearing, Yun Qinghan had to pester the handsome uncle to get Changqing's temporary residence.

This is what happened today.

As for Changqing, he was at the bottom of the pool and knew the purpose of their visit, so he was unwilling to come out.

A few people above were chatting and laughing, and Changqing was of course greedy, but every time he wanted to surface, he felt a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

Chang Qing at the bottom of the water shook his head and was determined not to go out. "It seems that there will be a disaster today. It is better to practice at the bottom of the pool."

Upon closer observation, Changqing's spiritual power has reached the third level of the Sea Breaking Realm. As for the Sea of ​​Mind Seed and the Sea of ​​Blood, they have both reached the second level of the Sea Breaking Realm. Compared with his previous practice, his progress is amazingly fast.

The inner elixir on the spiritual root has turned into the size of a grain of rice. I'm afraid it won't be completely absorbed in a short time.

Listening to the crackling sound of the charcoal fire on the shore, Changqing felt itchy, but when he thought of the people on the shore, he calmed down.

Zhong Baixuan and Yun Qinghan above seemed to have known that Changqing was below. They sat on the shore, staring at the pool, chatting with everyone in a vague manner, with teasing in their eyes.

Changqing guessed that they would not be able to stay for long. Although the situation was just as Changqing guessed, Yun Qinghan would not do nothing.

Yun Qinghan only said that he wanted to go fishing, but there was no fishhook or bait. Instead, from time to time, streams of sword energy shot towards the bottom of the pool, towards Changqing's location.

This is not fishing, it's clearly frying fish. No, it's frying evergreen fish.

Changqing kept dodging at the bottom of the pool, and the mud and sand stirred up by the sword energy made the entire deep pool turbid.

"Hey, this big fish is quite flexible, but I don't believe I can't catch it!" Yun Qinghan fired several sword energies again.

The people around had strange expressions on their faces, and felt silent grief for Chang Qing in their hearts. How could he have offended such a "little witch"!

Changqing, who was under the pool, had a bitter look on his face. Originally, he could have relied on that breath to stay at the bottom of the pool for a long time, but after hiding like this, his oxygen was consumed rapidly.

The people on the shore did not stop Yun Qinghan from making trouble. Chang Qing's face turned red with embarrassment, and he had no choice but to stick his head out of the water.

The moment Chang Qing stuck his head out, he heard Yun Qinghan say, "Oh, a big fish has surfaced!"

Seeing another sword energy coming towards his head, Chang Qing hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Yun, I am Chang Qing, I am not a big fish, please stop!!"

Yun Qinghan pretended not to hear and was about to attack again.

He was still saying, "Jiao Cang, look, the big fish has become a spirit, it's a demon like you, come and say hello."

Jiao Cang, who was eating the skewers, gave Yun Qinghan a pale look and ignored her.

Chang Qing was helpless. Seeing that Yun Qinghan was still unwilling to let him go, he immediately flew up from the bottom of the pool, landed on the shore, and saluted to everyone.

Yun Qinghan was a little annoyed when he saw that he failed to deal with Changqing. His eyes rolled around and he was thinking of ways to deal with Changqing.

Chang Qing used his spiritual power to dry the clothes and acted as a chef, grilling skewers for everyone. Yun Qinghan was unable to get angry for a while.

More than thirty days.

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating,

The handsome uncle cleared his throat and said to everyone, "The Southern Region Conference will begin in less than a month. Bai Xuan, tell Chang Qing about the Southern Region Conference first."

Zhong Baixuan nodded and said, "The Southern Region Discussion Conference is a grand event in the entire Southern Region of Lingran Continent. It is held every five years and hosted by the second-grade sects in the Southern Region. There will be many participants, large and small forces, and a mixture of good and bad. But without exception, everyone comes for the ranking."

Zhong Baixuan paused and said, "As for the ranking, it is divided into sect ranking and individual ranking."

"The sect ranking is naturally the final ranking calculated by the total points accumulated by the young disciples of each faction after passing each level."

"Individual ranking is based on the total number of points you obtain."

"Don't underestimate this small sect ranking. This is related to the economy, status, and resources that the sect can enjoy in the next five years. Everything is closely related to it."

"The top 100 individuals will be included in the Southern Region Talent List. This is a chance to establish a name for yourself."

Chang Qing is concerned about the sect ranking, but he doesn't care about his personal ranking. Isn't it better to make a fortune quietly? Showing off in public, do you think you've lived too long? !

Zhong Baixuan continued:

"Of course, the top eight places, whether in sect ranking or individual ranking, have always been won by the talented disciples of the second-grade sects. This is nothing strange. The various training conditions enjoyed by the disciples of the second-grade sects are much better than ours, and their realms are naturally higher. Therefore, this ninth place is the first place in the eyes of the forces participating in the Southern Region Discussion Conference."

After Zhong Baixuan finished speaking, Chang Qing pondered for a moment and said, "Then what was the ranking of the Yuling Sect in previous years?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere began to become subtle, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on everyone's face. It seemed that the rankings in previous years were not very good.

Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, Changqing stopped asking questions.

Zhong Baixuan paused, looked at Changqing and said, "What's different from previous years is that this year, Junior Brother Changqing is here. I think the ranking should be better."

Chang Qing waved his hand and said:

"Brother Zhong, please don't say that! As the saying goes, many hands make light work. This ranking is not something I can achieve alone. I will need Brother Zhong and Sister Yun to take care of me when the time comes."

"That's natural," Zhong Baixuan replied.

Yun Qinghan turned his face away and ignored him.

Chang Qing laughed dryly twice, and then asked: "In this case, wouldn't those forces be able to specifically look for some talented people with high cultivation to pretend to be their disciples to get a good ranking?"

Zhong Baixuan shook his head and said:

"This happened in a competition a long time ago. A small faction spent a huge amount of money to invite a genius from the Central Region. As expected, the genius won first place. Although nothing happened to the genius afterwards, the small faction was wiped out that day after returning, and no one saw the person who did it."

"In fact, we don't need to guess. We can guess that it must be one or several second-grade sects that did it. Since then, no one dares to covet the top eight places in the Southern Region Discussion Conference."

"It seems that having a ranking that is too high is not a good thing~" Chang Qing sighed. The world here actually attaches so much importance to face.

“Although the practice of hiring people to get rankings has been curbed a lot, after the eighth place, if you pay someone to get a ranking, as long as it’s not too excessive, these second-grade sects will turn a blind eye and let it go.” Zhong Baixuan added.

"Then why don't we find a talented disciple and get a good ranking?" Chang Qing asked doubtfully.

"First of all, the organizers of the competition require that the participating disciples must not be older than 30 years old and must have been in the sect for two years and have a record of being on file. In addition, it would be extremely costly to invite these talented disciples, and few forces can afford it. Only those forces ranked in the top 50 are willing to do so with reluctance. After all, those forces have a deep foundation and their foundation will not be shaken."

Zhong Baixuan explained.

"Well, it's because we're poor~" Chang Qing thought.