Wang Xing and the old charlatan reached an agreement that he could live comfortably here.

As for the old charlatan, of course, it is impossible for him to know his thoughts.

However, Wang Xing was confident that if this old charlatan really wanted to be unfavorable to him, he would just run the runes on his shoulders and run away.

If Bai Xiaoniu and Yu Liuli can't go to Shenzang District, Wang Xing will eventually rely on the help of the old sage.

"By the way, old charlatan, do you know how to participate in the Taoist election?" Wang Xing looked at the old charlatan in confusion.

He had learned from Yu Liuli that Daoxuan was the legendary Daoist election that happened once in 50 years, among which the outstanding ones could enter the Daoist study.

According to Yu Liuli, the Taoist sect is very mysterious. It has many Taoist Heart Sutras, and there may be the method of the body, divine sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial

Wang Xing's heart was very itchy. He wanted to become strong. If there was really such a method in this Taoist sect, Wang Xing must observe it.

"Daoxuan? Do you want to go too?"

The old charlatan glanced at Wang Xing with disdain in his eyes, "I advise you to forget it, don't think you have some small skills and want to participate in that selection."

"I tell you, the selected quota has been almost settled, and it's useless if you go, it's totally self-abuse."

The old charlatan was slow and revealed a shocking secret. "There are only fifty places selected for each Dao. Most of the places in these fifty people have been divided up by those holy dynasties. The remaining places have been basically bought by those rich masters. It is harder for ordinary people to break in than climbing to the sky."

"You still want to go, so save money!"

The old charlatan looked at Wang Xing and shook his head, "The requirement of Taoist election must be below the fourth realm, and there is a very likely way for the legendary half-step power to appear."

"Although I don't know why you can break my rune, I still advise you not to take risks. You don't have any spiritual energy on you, and in essence, you are still a mortal. If you want to fight with those people, you should save money." The old charlatan said earnestly and warned Wang Xing not to be careless. "Also, this is because I am my favorite disciple. If it were other people, I wouldn't say so much, you have to figure it out yourself."

"Don't talk nonsense, just tell me what to do." Wang Xing grinded his teeth. When he heard the word "disciple", he couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body. If it weren't for his request for the old charlatan, Wang Xing would have turned against him.

"As long as you have money, just buy one!" The old charlatan disdained.

"Can you buy this if you have money?" Wang Xing was embarrassed, which was a little different from what he imagined.

"As long as you have money, you can buy it." The old talisman sat on the chair, crossing his legs, looking indifferent. "Of course, this money does not refer to the money circulated among ordinary people. It refers to Qi Stone. As long as you have more Qi Stones, you can buy one of the top ten!"

"How much does that cost?" Wang Xing frowned, feeling that it might be inappropriate to do so.

"If you have tenth, you will need about five million jin of Qi Stone. After all, in the Taoist Sect, the ranking you choose determines your future position in the Taoist Sect. It would be great to be able to buy it with five million jin of Qi Stone!"

The old charlatan sighed.

Wang Xing was almost dizzy when he heard this. Five million kilograms of Qi Stone, and only those holy places could be used to bring out such wealth.

After a moment of silence, Wang Xing sighed, "Do you have any way to make a quota for me? I want the cheapest one. I want to make it on my own."

"One hundred thousand jin of Qi Stone, it will be no problem to give you a position of five thousand people in the future!"

The old charlatan lion spoke loudly. When Wang Xing heard this, he was so angry that he wanted to pull his beard.

"What did you say?"

Wang Xing was surging with blood and was very powerful. Looking at the old charlatan, his pressure was strong.

"Uh, forget it. As far as you are my disciple, I will not charge you this time, Master, but you have to promise me that if you fail, you must withdraw as soon as possible. It is not a place that ordinary people can stay." The old charlatan quickly changed his words to reassure Wang Xing.

“This is the best.”

Wang Xing nodded, and then he was puzzled, "What is the rule of this Taoist selection? Does it take a long time to choose?"

"The rules are very simple."

The old charlatan touched his chin, and he was recalling and looking for the most straightforward explanation, "The Taoist selection is divided into primary and final selection. The primary selection lasts for two months. During this period, each participant will have a spiritual sign in his hand. Only by defeating the other party and seizing the other party's spiritual sign is considered a small part of success."

"The Taoist sect will rank based on the spiritual sign you obtained. The top 100 people will directly advance to the final selection, while the others will be eliminated."

"It's that simple?" Wang Xing was puzzled.

"Simple?", the old charlatan snorted coldly, "The first hundredth one needs to defeat at least a few hundred opponents to get the corresponding points. Do you think it's very simple?"

"Isn't it very simple? Wouldn't it be enough to knock down the opponent directly?" Wang Xing blinked, puzzled.

The old charlatan shook his head, "In the past, maybe some people at the peak of the second realm could also break through to the top 100, but now it's a bit difficult."

"Why?" Wang Xing asked.

"Because there are three days of the primary election, the first hundredth place is a little ghost in the early stage of the third realm. If you go now, you will probably be able to squeeze into the top 3,000." The old charlatan looked at Wang Xing gloating and laughed "hahaha".

When Wang Xing heard this, his face turned green. He grinded his teeth and stamped his feet in anger.

"Is there any easier way?" Wang Xing was so angry that he couldn't do it. If he hadn't met the man who called himself dark in the dark space, he might not have been able to reach the capital of God with the help of Yu Liuli.

But Wang Xing was not lucky, so he really encountered this kind of thing. He and Yu Liuli had tossed for nearly two months before they arrived at Shendu.

"Yes, of course!"

The old charlatan smiled and looked not afraid of big things. He advised Wang Xing, "You can challenge those top 100 people directly. As long as you win, you can participate in the final election!"

"By the way, Ji Ba, who you said you had beaten up, is also among the Dao Selection. He is now ranked 34th, I think you can try it."

The old charlatan gloated and his expression was very worthy of beating, and he was disrespectful to the old.

"I'll talk about this later if I have a chance."

Wang Xing was guilty. This Ji Ba was a half-step powerful person. With Wang Xing's current state, he was simply looking for death.

"Ji Ba cannot do it, so can his brother not?" Seeing Wang Xing's embarrassment, the old charlatan took out a list from his arms and searched carefully. Finally, his hand stopped on a man named "Ji Diao".

"Ji Diao, Ji Ba's younger brother, ranks 89th, early in the third realm!", the old charlatan talked happily.

Listening to the name that the old charlatan said, Wang Xing smiled sinisterly, and he licked his lips, "It's him, the revenge of the snot baby at the time has not been settled."
Chapter completed!