After reading through the book, I was fascinated by the Quanxiu Xianjie

Chapter 123 I'm here to make a living
Seeing that she was really annoying, Ding Lun put away his thoughts of teasing her, and became serious: "What are you worrying about these days? Tell me to make me happy."

Qian Siwu rolled his eyes speechlessly.

That's right, Ding Lun learned this kind of words from her.

Including being kicked in the head by a donkey just now, it was her words that laughed at Zhou Bai, which were learned by Ding Lun.

Speechless, Qian Siwu still intends to say it out and sell her badly, maybe Dinglun will let her out?
She told Ding Lun about the competition meeting, and also about the fact that her sect wanted to make a name for itself.

"Damn, I thought you had something to worry about, that's all." Ding Lun looked contemptuous.

"Do you want me to help you?" Ding Lun raised his eyebrows.

"Can you help?" Qian Siwu secretly rejoiced, but his face showed disbelief, "Tell me first how you plan to help me?"

Ding Lun spoke confidently: "If you don't go out, let them in. I'll just let the seminar be held here."

Qian Siwu was startled, "They all entered the small world?"

Ding Lun looked at her with disgust, "They are not worthy of entering my small world, just let them compete in Xuantian Secret Realm."

"Is this really okay?" Qian Siwu looked at him worriedly.

Ding Lun waved his hand, "It's nothing bad, give the young man a chance."

Qian Siwu didn't know what he meant by giving young people a chance, but Ding Lun said that she didn't need to worry about it, and he would solve it.

"But I have a request." Ding Lun suddenly approached her and said.

"any request?"

"I only let them play team games in the secret realm. You have to come up with a game method. It's not fun."

"..." Qian Siwu narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "I doubt your motive very much now."

There is a high chance that Dinglun is bored and wants to work hard.

"My motive?" Ding Lun smiled nonchalantly, "I just want to give the future generations of the mainland a chance to grow."

Qian Siwu was full of disbelief.

"Just say yes or no."

"I promise."

Isn't it just a whole job, watch her make it for you.

"You just say, you want to see them more than intelligence or force."

"It's better than intelligence. It's boring to watch fights." It's interesting to laugh at their IQ.

"Okay." Qian Siwu snapped his fingers and sat under the big tree to write a plan for him.

Her plan is this:

Each sect can send one to three teams, each team has a fixed number of five people, and each person has an initial score of ten points.

There are a total of nine levels on the map, and points can be obtained by answering questions in each level. The upper limit of points that each person can get for each question is ten.

The order of customs clearance is not limited, but the last level must be the level at the foot of the snow mountain.

Among them, there is a rest period after passing a level, during which time points can be snatched or traded.

At the same time, there are additional points-earning items during the rest period. Participants can choose whether to trade or grab points or do extra tasks to earn points.

In the end, the three teams with the highest overall team points will be rewarded by Dinglun God Venerable.

"It's pretty interesting, what about the specific level content?" Ding Lun was quite satisfied after hearing her plan.

Qian Siwu told him about the problems of each level in detail.

Although it is a whole job, there is still a main theme. The participants are all the future of Linglong Continent. Naturally, it is to cultivate people in a positive way. The topic of each level can let them get some insights from it.

After listening to the complete plan, Ding Lun found it very interesting, so he arranged it according to her idea.

The entire Xuantian Secret Realm is his, and he can change it however he wants.

Qian Siwu had already planned it out when setting the rules of the game. She stipulated that each team has five players because only five of them could play in the Chaoyang Sect, and You Ling and Zhou Bai had to stay here to farm.

In addition, the topics she designed were all changed according to Ding Lun's experience recorded in the history books, and by the way, she also flattered Ding Lun a lot.

After the plan was finalized, Ding Lun went to contact the leaders of the five major sects.

"Hey, senior, how did you tell them this news?" Qian Siwu asked curiously.

Ding Lun replied with a very mysterious word: "Tuomeng."

"...Then give me one too."

She asked Ding Lun to tell Luo Yuan that she couldn't go back, and then asked him to lead the team to participate in the competition.

Her current identity is the npc captain, who manages all the npcs in Xuantian Secret Realm.

Ding Lun conveyed the matter, and five days later it will be the day when Xuantian Secret Realm will be reopened and the discussion meeting will start.

During these five days, Qian Siwu took the script and gave pre-job training to the NPCs, trying to make every NPC a little golden man.

Five days later, Qian Siwu and Ding Lun sat in the wooden house, in front of them were the "monitoring screens" of all participating teams.

Qian Siwu's attention was focused on Luo Yuan and the others.

A total of forty teams participated in the competition, with an average of five teams in each level.

Luo Yuan's team was surrounded by acquaintances.

Xue Chengyu's team from Xuanyue Gate, Zuo Jiming's team from Promise Palace, Xu Zhengqing's team from Linxian Gate, and the warm-hearted little disciple team from Cifeng Gate.

These five teams are on the third level: Small Town Horror.

This small town is a small town specializing in funerals. The town is not big and the population is not large, but every household is full of funeral supplies, which looks very creepy.

Coupled with the fact that the weather here has been overcast and hot, it makes people feel very uneasy.

Luo Yuan and the others came to the entrance of the town and looked at the plaque on the town that said: Linchun Town.

A name that is the exact opposite of the atmosphere.

There is a person standing under the town plaque. There is a fluffy tail behind this person, which is obviously not human.

The man was dressed in dusty clothes, holding a wooden sign in his hand, and a question was written on the wooden sign:
Have you done anything that you particularly regret?

After the person presented the problem, they gave each person a piece of paper to write down the answer to the question.

After everyone had written their answers, the man let them into town.

It was morning when they entered the town, but the streets of the town were empty, no one came out for activities, and everyone stayed at home.

Every household has its door open, and sitting at the door, they are either making paper or folding ingots, or cutting shrouds or making coffins.

They performed their duties step by step. They didn't react at all to the sudden arrival of so many people in the town. They kept moving their hands and didn't raise their eyelids.

A group of people walked through the main street of the town and found that everyone was like this.

Such an atmosphere made them feel extremely depressed, and Zuo Jiming, who originally wanted to propose splitting up, also shut up.

What they didn't know was that every time they passed a house, everyone in that house would stop their work and stare straight at their backs, and some even licked their lips, as if watching As good as anything delicious.

The horror started the moment they entered the town.

　I'm hungry……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)