Therefore, after he finished speaking, the other elders remained silent.

This made him quickly come to his senses, and then he couldn't help but shook his head and became silent.

"Let me suggest a way. You guys can see if it suits you."

In the end, Zhou Daoyi, the clan leader, spoke up and expressed his own plan: "Among the fourteen quotas, half will be selected from the monks in the clan who are over fifty years old and in the late stage of Qi refining and below, and they can draw lots to decide.

Who goes."

"For the remaining half of the places, one will be selected from the core clan, two will be selected from the elite clan, and four will be selected from the ordinary clan. They will also be determined by drawing lots!"

His method is actually more focused on collecting heads to reduce the family's losses.

But it is completely different from letting the old, weak, sick and disabled collect the heads.

At least it partially takes care of the emotions of the half of the old and weak monks, so that they will not feel that the family does not care about their life and death and will simply abandon them all when encountering problems.

The elite and core members of those families will also be more loyal to the family and cherish their current status because of the different treatment they receive from ordinary members of the family.

Although it is cruel to say this, for a force, the most important thing is the few elite members and core members, not the vast number of ordinary members.

This is even more obvious in the world of immortality where personal strength is respected.

So after thinking about Zhou Daoyi's method for a while, the fourth elder Zhou Jiarui quickly said: "The patriarch's method is good, I agree."

"I agree too."

Zhou Jiahe, the fifth elder who had been granted the status of elder, also nodded in agreement with Zhou Daoyi's method.

In this way, the second elder Zhou Chongshan could only wave his hands and said: "Then do as the patriarch said, I have no objection."

So after deciding on this method, Zhou Daoyi asked Zhou Chun to start counting the number of people who met various lottery conditions, and then made wooden sticks and lottery tubes for all those who met the conditions to start drawing lots.

According to the plan, first the half of the old and weak people will be drawn first, then the ordinary tribesmen, the elite tribesmen, and finally all the core tribesmen will be gathered together to draw the last lot.

However, what no one expected was that after all the core tribe members drew lots, no one got the red lot.

At this time, there was only the last lot left in the lottery tube.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look at the wooden stick and Zhou Chun holding the stick, with strange eyes.

"It seems that this junior is a bit unlucky!"

A wry smile flashed across Zhou Chun's face, and he couldn't help but reach out and take out the wooden stick from the stick.

Sure enough, it was the only red sign!

Regarding this result, Zhou Daoyi was also a little speechless.

He specially arranged for Zhou Chun to hold the lottery tube and let other tribesmen draw first, because he was worried that Zhou Chun would draw the red lottery first.

Unexpectedly, even in this case, the red lottery fell into Zhou Chun's hands.

This made him really don't know what to say.

At this time, so many clan members were watching, and they were all core clan members. Even if he really didn't want Zhou Chun to participate in such a dangerous mission, he couldn't go back on his words in public.

But just when he was in a dilemma, he still didn't announce the result.

Zhou Zhengyong suddenly gritted his teeth and suddenly stood up and said loudly: "The thirteenth brother is the hope of the younger generation of the family and the most promising person to build the family's next foundation. How can he be allowed to participate in such a dangerous matter!

"

After saying that, he bowed deeply to Zhou Daoyi and said: "Clan leader Mingjian, this junior is also a core member of the family. He volunteered to go to Yunzhou in place of his thirteenth brother. Please ask the clan leader for permission!"

"Brother Yong, you..."

Zhou Chun's expression changed, and he looked at Zhou Zhengyong and wanted to say something.

But he didn't expect Zhou Daoyi to interrupt him with a deep voice at this time.

"Since Zhengyong you have this intention, then I will fulfill your wish!"
Chapter completed!