~《》~    Chapter 284 An unexpected change

Huo Yuan was really sighing disappointed, and suddenly there was a noise in the venue!

Zhao Wuji's surprise voice came: "It actually jumped out! God's will, haha, this is God's will! God's will cannot be violated. The leader of the Eastern Alliance, this is God's will!"

When Huo Yuanzhen heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes!

Something unexpected happened just when I closed my eyes?

There was a lot of noise in the venue. On the high platform, Dongfang Ming looked at the two basins in disbelief.

"What happened?"

Huo Yuanzhen asked the people around him anxiously.

A person next to him told him: "Didn't you see it? The leader of the Eastern League originally threw the ball into the red basin, but he didn't expect that another ball in the basin that hit popped out again, and it also fell directly into the green basin so coincidentally. Congratulations, Abbot Yijie."

Is this possible? Huo Yuanzhen also looked at the two Butterfly Valley people around the basin and took out the balls inside one by one.

One, two.... In the end, there were indeed six balls in the green basin, while there were only five balls in the red basin.

The noise of people gradually subsided, and their eyes fell on the platform and on Dongfang Ming's face.

The extremely handsome face was a little pale at this moment, and his eyes slowly closed and opened slightly. Dongfang Ming held his forehead with one hand and sat on his throne with some weakness.

At this time, Zhao Wuji immediately encouraged his people to take this opportunity to settle the matter of Shaolin's entry into the alliance.

The Taoist Ziyang stood up first: "Although the leader chose a red pot, the ball bounced out before it even touched the basin. No one heard the sound of the ball touching the basin, and the ball finally fell into the green pot. So, the result this time only shows that the leader of the Eastern League shot the green pot and Shaolin passed by six to five."

The head of the Jue Dao Sect who supported Dongfang Ming said at this time: "No, the leader of the Dongfang was going to be the one who wanted to vote for Shaolin. This was just an accident, not the leader's intention, so I think it should be determined that Shaolin cannot join the alliance."

At this time, Zhao Wuji immediately spoke, "What are you talking about? Our final judgment result is based on how many balls there are in the basin. Since there are many balls in the green basin in the end, the final result should be based on the process, not the process. If I say that, I can still throw a banana ball. Could it be that because the ball turned to the red basin in the middle, even if I can't pass the shot?"

Those who supported Zhao Wuji immediately supported him, and the heads of those neutral sects stopped talking now.

It seems that they have some kind of agreement with Dongfang Ming, and it is enough to help Dongfang Ming get to this point. Since you have made a mistake, you can solve the final problem yourself.

The head of Jue Dao Sect is also a person who is not good at talking. After being refuted by everyone, he was speechless and his eyes fell on Dongfang Ming on the high platform.

Dongfang Ming sighed faintly at this time, and finally spoke on the court for the first time.

The voice is a little hoarse. Although it is not as crisp as a woman, it is far better than that of an ordinary man.

"I have nothing to say about this bizarre thing, Shaolin will join the league, and I won't participate in the remaining ranking competition."

After saying that, Dongfang Ming's eyes fell on Huo Yuanzhen's face.

Huo Yuanzhen also stared at Dongfang Ming. This man was his biggest enemy at the moment, but at this moment, he could not see the feeling of hatred in Dongfang Ming's eyes, but a hint of confusion.

The two of them looked at each other for about two seconds. Dongfang Ming withdrew his gaze, stood up and left his throne, walked off the platform, and did not say hello to anyone present.

Dongfang Ming left the platform, and Zhao Wuji's people suddenly shouted unrestrainedly, celebrating that they had won such an incredible victory!

Suddenly, the scene was like a group of demons dancing. It was obvious that Dongfang Ming would not come back if he left. They seemed to have lost their restraints, screaming and laughing here.

Some people who supported Dongfang Ming looked a little sad at this moment. The conflict between the chief and deputy leader of Butterfly Valley had become superficial. Both sides knew it well and had no choice.

Unless one of them makes up his mind to fight the other party to have a life and death, the chaos will continue.

Huo Yuanzhen was not infected by this emotion. Although this way of joining the alliance was bizarre and worthy of joy, he always felt that all this came too suddenly, and there was always a vague feeling that something was wrong.

But he couldn't explain it. He didn't believe that Dongfang Ming could control a small ball to hit another ball accurately, and could bounce it into the green basin just in time.

At least he could not do it, not to mention that he was on the high platform and at such a distance.

Zhao Wuji was celebrating, but no one came to congratulate Huo Yuanzhen. Obviously, Zhao Wuji's attitude towards Huo Yuanzhen affected others, and they were not optimistic about the Shaolin Temple.

Even if a monk like this is a pedantic monk, he may have a worrying future even if he enters the Martial Arts Alliance, and there is no benefit to being too close to him.

The matter of joining the alliance has been confirmed. Huo Yuanzhen is already qualified to sit in the seat of the third-class sect and officially becomes a member of the Wulin League.

After Zhao Wuji arrogantly announced the list of various sects joining the alliance, the next item will begin.

The next item is ranking, which has many considerations.

After joining the Wulin League, it has many benefits for the sects, especially the top three sects.

The last sects still need to pay taxes to the Wulin League, but the first third sects do not need to. Not only do they do not have to pay taxes, but first-class sects and second-class sects can also get a considerable amount of money from the Wulin League every year for sect development.

The higher the ranking, the more benefits you get.

For example, if you can participate in the decision-making of major events in the Wulin League, the higher the ranking, the more you have the say, and the more you will be valued by others. This not only symbolizes identity and status, but also has many invisible benefits. Many people value this, even more than the money given by the Wulin League.

However, this ranking is not randomly ranked. At this time, if you want to strive for a higher ranking, you need to go to the battlefield with real swords and guns and compete with the rules of the martial arts world.

If you want a high ranking, you can, but you have to use your hands to hit it, and there will be no pie falling from the sky.

If you don’t want to participate in the ranking competition, that’s fine, but be careful, the end ranking of the same level is waiting for you.

If you rank at the bottom of this level, then this sect will not be valued by others.

First of all, we need to rank the last sect. This ranking will take some time, because there are many last sects, so this arena will only last for a few days before it will be the turn of the third sect to compete.

At this time, Huo Yuanzhen didn't want to watch the battles between the last sects here, but returned to his residence, intending to practice there and wait until the third sects start fighting for them before coming over.

In the hall of the leader, Dongfang Shaobai came to the door and shouted loudly to it: "Entertainment father, I'm asking for a visit."

After saying that, he stood at the door and waited patiently.

After a while, Dongfang Ming's voice came from inside: "Come in."

Dongfang Shaobai slowly walked into the hall of the leader, his movements slightly stiff.

Dongfang Ming had already changed his cool clothes, but casually wore a water-blue long gown.

His long gown is not the old-fashioned style, but is somewhat similar to a woman's clothing, like a long skirt, and even his slender waist can be seen.

Dongfang Ming walked out casually, holding a comb in his hand and a scholar's scarf on his head, so he didn't have time to take it off.

When Dongfang Ming walked to the front of the throne and sat down, Dongfang Shaobai said with a hint of sadness and anger in his voice: "Enjoyed Father, it's so cheap that Shaolin Temple has gone through such great luck and can really join the alliance."

Dongfang Ming looked at Dongfang Shaobai standing below, gently took off the scholar's scarf on his head, then gently shook it, and his black hair shook it in front of one shoulder.

Holding the comb and combing it gently, Dongfang Ming said to Dongfang Shaobai: "Are you disappointed?"

The voice was no longer the hoarseness of that time, and gradually became softer. Dongfang Shaobai felt that his adoptive father seemed to have developed into a woman's direction again.

Without looking up at his adoptive father, Dongfang Shaobai still lowered his head and said, "The child is indeed a little disappointed, but we can't blame anyone for this matter. We can only say that Shaolin Temple is lucky."

Dongfang Ming did not continue to discuss this issue, but asked: "Do you have anything else?"

At this time, Dongfang Shaobai raised his head and looked at Dongfang Ming on the throne.

Sitting sideways, her hair hanging down like a waterfall, setting off her jade-like face. Her adoptive father seemed to be more beautiful than she saw last time.

Every once in a while, the adoptive father will have some subtle changes. These small changes accumulate and gradually become major changes. If the adoptive father does not wear men's clothing, he will no longer find many men's shadows on him.

Some people dared not look at the adoptive father in front of him. Dongfang Shaobai looked at him and lowered his head: "This kind of unexpected happens. The child is just worried that the adoptive father will be sad, so he comes to take a look."

"I'm fine, you can go back."

"yes!"

Dongfang Shaobai took two steps back and then said to Dongfang Ming: "Today's Double Ninth Festival, I searched for hundreds of restaurant workshops and finally found this century-old chrysanthemum wine aged wine, which can activate blood circulation, unblock the meridians, stretch the muscles and bones, and dedicate it to my adoptive father."

After saying that, Dongfang Shaobai clapped his hands, and a maid came in outside the hall, lowered her head, held a tray with a golden wine pot on it.

Dongfang Shaobai took the wine pot and the maid stepped out.

Dongfang Ming lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the wine pot that Dongfang Shaobai took below, "Can aged wine be able to activate blood circulation and unblock the meridians? His adoptive father has not yet reached the point where he needs to rely on medicinal wine to maintain it."

Dongfang Shaobai was a little anxious and said without hesitation: "Drinking this wine can make your skin delicate and your youth will last forever, and you will definitely make your adoptive father beautiful..."

Dongfang Ming's face changed, and a cold look looked at Dongfang Shaobai, which immediately made Dongfang Shaobai feel cold all over and his hands and feet tremble. Now it was broken, and he flattered and hit the horse's hooves. The adoptive father definitely didn't like anyone saying this to him.

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