I think it's reasonable

The mountain gate of Tiangong Mechanical Style is a very huge mechanical fortress, with the lowest wall being a thousand feet high.

As it marched, roars resounded through the sky, and various shock-absorbing runes and driving runes were flashing continuously. Just a moment of activation of such a huge body was enough to use up the years of accumulation of a medium-sized extraordinary organization!

"Everyone, isn't this a little too high-profile for us?"

The seventh elder, Jiang Rusheng, glanced at the five Tiangong Mechanical Style elders beside him who were covered in jewels and dressed in extremely coquettish manners, and his eyes twitched.

Are you here specifically to show off your wealth?

"High-profile? Why?"

The second elder raised his chin: "Do you think we are showing off our wealth?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course!" The third elder said in a flirtatious pose, "We just want the world to know that our Tiangong Mechanical Style is rich, very rich!"

"..."

Jiang Rusheng was speechless.

Even if he is the richest man in Cloud City in the outside world, it is difficult for him to understand this kind of thinking.

This is another world!

Tiangong Mechanical Style is not a top sect or holy land. Such a high-profile show off of wealth might attract the covetousness of some villains... If nothing else, if the God Emperor doesn't like it, he can kill Tiangong with just one sentence. All Ji Liu's property has been confiscated!

"Old Qi, you don't understand."

The Great Elder shook his head slightly: "You only saw that we were showing off our wealth, but you didn't expect that our sect was showing our strength to the world! In today's God Conferring Conference, even if our sect didn't produce a few gods, after such a display, the world would also You will know how rich our sect is, and it will be more convenient to recruit disciples in the future... Moreover, the disciples of my sect have dull temperaments, and it is difficult to find a wife...

After we show it like this today, the world will first know that our sect is rich, and then they will think that the disciples of our sect are also rich... By then, won't it be easy for our disciples to find wives? "

Jiang Rusheng: "... Then it doesn't have to be like this, right? If you don't reveal your wealth and are so high-profile, if you make those gods jealous, then... even if it doesn't, it may make other sects unhappy. In the future..."

"Haha, so you are worried about this." The great elder chuckled: "Fourth, pull out the banner!"

"okay!"

The fourth elder took out a mechanism talisman and activated it.

The next moment, a long piece of red silk flew up and rustled in the wind.

When Jiang Rusheng saw it, his eyes suddenly darkened——

‘Everyone from Tiangong Mechanical Stream, piloting the God Patrolling Envoy to seal Shang Fang’s treasure ship, came to attend the conference and wish the God Conferring Conference a complete success! ’

"This fortress is called Shangfang Treasure Ship?" Jiang Rusheng asked.

"It's called this now, but Lao Liu changed it." The elder said, "It wasn't called this before. It used to be called the Large Mechanism Overlord, or Big Machine for short..."

Jiang Rusheng hurriedly said: "Hey, eh, eldest elder, be careful, there are so many people, the impact will be bad!"

Then Jiang Rusheng looked around and asked, "What about Brother Six? Why don't you see him?"

"Oh, he didn't come with us. He said he had such a good opportunity. He had to start pretending from a young age..."

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"There are so many people."

Among the crowd, Bai Nian sighed.

He did not make a high-profile entrance with the Tiangong Mechanical Style, but took the "civilian passage", intending to meet more extraordinary people, and also see if there was a chance to get more source points.

The quality of the prizes in the system prize pool is related to the people he comes into contact with. He has almost filled up the Tiangong Mechanical Stream, so he might as well go out for a walk.

In front of the crowd, the Japanese travel gods were registering the extraordinary beings who came to participate in the conference.

Bai Nian walked around here and there, constantly inserting topics about extraordinary people, trying hard to collect source points, and was having a great time.

suddenly--

"Amitabha, donor, we meet again."

A monk who looked familiar stopped Bai Nian.

"Who are you?"

"Young monk Mingyu, I met him in the Tiangong Mechanical Style's workshop before."

"Oh." Bai Nian remembered: "Have you escaped from prison?"

[Get source point +1 (negative)]

"...The donor is joking. The young monk is not escaping from prison. He has already asked before coming. Even if the extraordinary person is guilty, he can temporarily delay and come out of prison to participate in the God Conferment Conference."

"That's right." Bai Nian nodded: "So you also want to become a god? Don't you want to persuade the gods to let go of their hatred?"

"The young monk has not given up." Monk Mingyu shook his head slightly and said, "The young monk just wants to take this opportunity to explain the young monk's ideas to His Majesty the God Emperor."

"I understand, let's go and seek death."

Monk Mingyu: "..."

[Get source point +1 (negative)]

Even with his cultivation, he couldn't help it.

What does it mean to seek death in a hurry!

Can you speak!

"The young monk thought that His Majesty the God Emperor should be sensible..."

"Okay, as long as you're happy." Bai Nian was too lazy to say anything else.

Does the God-Emperor understand things?

Pull him down, this guy is a master of incense and fire magic, his brain has been abnormal for a long time, how can he understand this nonsense?

"Amitabha, donor, the monk gives you a book." Monk Mingyu said suddenly, and then handed Bai Nian a handwritten book.

"Is this a Buddhist scripture?" Bai Nian was curious.

"No." Monk Mingyu shook his head and said: "This was given to the poor monk by a benefactor in prison. It is a storybook... The Buddhist scriptures are obscure and difficult for the world to understand, but the storybook seems quite good to the poor monk. OK

The poor monk has always remembered what you said before, donor, and thought about it carefully. I feel that what you said, donor, is very reasonable. The Buddhist philosophy may not be suitable for everyone... This is a very good saying, and it advocates people. Happiness should be striven for by oneself. There is no need to pray to gods or Buddhas. Everyone can be like a dragon..."

Bai Nian was surprised: "Aren't you here to preach Buddhism?"

"I have thought it through, poor monk. I just want people in the world to live a better life." Monk Mingyu smiled: "Whether you are worshiping Buddha or not, it doesn't matter."

Hearing this, Bai Nian immediately took a high look at this honest-looking monk.

Then, Bai Nian opened the storybook.

After just two glances, Bai Nian realized something was wrong.

This is a novel, and the name of the protagonist is exactly the same as the one written by Bai Anxiety...

Bai Nian scanned with his spiritual sense and browsed quickly, and he discovered that not only the names of the protagonists, but also the plots were the same!

The only difference is that the writing style of this novel is much better than that of Bai Anxiety...

"Where did you get this book?" Bai Nian closed the book and asked seriously.

"A benefactor in prison." Monk Mingyu clasped his hands and said: "The benefactor was kind to the poor monk and asked the poor monk to help spread it. The poor monk took a look at it and found that the ideas in it were very suitable for the Central God Realm, so he agreed. Come down."

Bai Nian: "..."

He rubbed the book and thought in his mind.

The protagonist's name and even the plot are exactly the same, but the writing style is better than that of the original author... Could it be the player?

But why... Wenzhao Gong wouldn't copy Bai Anxiety's crappy novel!

He wanted to ask Bai Anxiety, but Bai Nian hesitated.

This is obviously a pirated novel. If Bai Anxiety knew about it, he would probably be very anxious - there is no copyright fee!

"How many people have you given this book to?"

"The poor monk came here with his spiritual power and distributed it along the road. It was distributed in every village and town. It is roughly estimated that there can be thousands of people."

"..."

Now I can’t even talk to Bai Anxiety...

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