I am getting stronger and stronger in the world of demons and monsters

At noon, the Dazetangkou Square of Yinfumen,

Two hundred square tables were filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes, and there was an unlimited supply of spirits. Jiang Yuran is indeed a cheerful person. She said she would have a birthday party half a year in advance, so she did it!

The Yinfu Sect disciples sat around the wine tables according to their positions. The disciples sat at more than a hundred tables, and the remaining ones were ten tables for deputy stewards, five tables for stewards, and one table each for deacons and chief deacons.

As the steward of Yinyu, Lin Xuankong was ranked at the third table of the two hundred tables. His status was second only to the deacon table and the grand deacon table.

Of course, if the ranking is really based on combat strength, Lin Xuankong can sit at the top of the deacon table, pushing his boss's position aside, and he can even sit at the great deacon's table.

During the banquet, Ma Rusong, who was sitting at the last butler's table, stared gloomily at Lin Xuankong, who was sitting at the third table.

He was depressed and kept drinking wine. He didn't even bother to eat a peanut.

He only hoped that time would pass faster and that he could arrive at the Demon Slaying Conference as soon as possible so that he could watch Old Man Lin in such glory.

At this time, at the deacon's banquet table, the red-faced deacon Hu Shuo said: "I heard that when Zhao Renxiong of the Black Tiger Gang arrived at Daze Hall, he severely injured Li Ruofeng! Now the Black Tiger Gang is offering a bounty for the hater, It actually directly mentioned thirty thousand taels of silver. As long as there are definite clues, you can get it!

Tsk tsk, in the past hundreds of years in Daze Mansion, I am afraid that only the head of a man wearing a hat can fetch such a high price! It’s really touching! "

Ma Jiang said from the side: "That's not necessarily the case. I have seen it in the sect's classics. Two hundred years ago, there was a late fourth-level snitch who seriously injured a deacon of our Yinfu Sect. As a result, at that time... The master of Daze Hall directly offered a reward of 100,000 taels of silver to catch the snitch, and finally found the clue a month later!"

Lin Xuankong was speechless after hearing this at the third table. Head bidding?

It seems that my head is not valuable enough

After he builds the Ruyi Xuanjin Rod and kills a Black Tiger Gang chief deacon, will the reward on his head be as high as one hundred thousand taels?

Steward Lin Jiao, who was sitting at the same table as Lin Xuankong, heard the deacons' discussion and said with a smile:

"As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. However, this man in a hat is different. This one is really cunning. His actions are ruins and not even a hair is left. Even if the Black Tiger Gang offers a large reward, they can't catch him. Come! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, and Lin Xuankong couldn't help but smile,

Lin Jiao looked at Lin Xuankong at this time, then came over and mysteriously took out a booklet from his arms,

"Manager Lin, recently there have been a gathering of masters and disciples from various sects in Dazefu City. The Feng family, which has always been known for being well-informed, has published a list of demon-slaying heroes, ranking the cultivators who will participate in the demon-slaying conference this time. Got a ranking, guess where you are!"

Lin Xuankong couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Is there such a book? What's the use of the rankings in this book? Aren't there only a few dozen people who can come out alive in each session?"

Lin Jiao was originally very interested, but when he heard what he said, he couldn't help but be stunned, "You really know how to chat!"

He shook his head, "Don't underestimate this book. It's very expensive, twenty taels of silver a piece. In order to increase the sales of the book, the Feng family opened a betting game. Anyone can bet on whether a certain martial artist on the list can survive. Get out of Demon Town Valley!”

Among them, my ranking is 412th.

The above record is quite detailed. Lin Jiao, twenty-nine years old, in the late second level, has the highest record. He killed a late second level python with an odds of 1 to 18. In other words, if you buy me, I can come out alive, and the money you bet can be doubled eighteen times, making a lot of money, very profitable, extremely profitable! "

Lin Xuankong raised his eyebrows and said, "In other words, the Feng family, who are extremely well-informed, are very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, optimistic minds about you being able to come out alive!"

Lin Jiao:.

"Guanshi Lin is so venomous, look at yours, 1 to 22 is not good, it's not as good as my chance of survival!

Lin Xuankong, ranked 628th, is 59 years old, in the middle of the second level, and his skills are unknown. The highest achievement was to kill three second-level Ze Python beasts with the help of the Wandering Dragon's evil-dispelling hand. "

A ratio of 1:22? When Lin Xuankong heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

And this is a good thing. After you finish building the Ruyi Armor, if you have any money left, you can buy some more! If you buy ten thousand taels, what does it equal to twenty-two?

I don’t know if I can pay for one Ruyi Armor. Then the Feng family won’t be able to compensate me for twenty-two Ruyi Armors?

The Feng family is really great, they are all good people!

Many deacons at the deacon table also heard Lin Jiao's discussion at this moment.

Xu Bei touched the silver medal on his waist and glanced here with an arrogant expression, "Lin Jiao is in charge, what about my ranking?"

Lin Jiao originally didn't want to pay attention to him, but at this moment in a large gathering, as a steward, it was impossible for him to be disrespectful to the deacon, so he could only say in a low voice:

"Xu Bei, ranked 69th, thirty-three years old, equipped with a black silver forehead scale sword, mid-level three, highest record, killed a mid-level third-level evil sheep. The odds are 1 to 1.2."

When Xu Bei heard this, he smiled proudly, "It seems that there is no money to be made if I make it out alive! But my black silver forehead scale sword made of five hundred forehead scales actually made me rank 69th among a thousand masters. It brings glory to our Yinfu Sect!"

After saying that, he looked at Lin Xuankong with meaning, "But someone's ranking is really ridiculously low, I didn't expect it!"

After Xu Bei said this, the stewards and deacons who were whispering around him suddenly looked at Lin Xuankong with strange eyes.

Especially those stewards in the later stages of the second floor shook their heads slightly.

Naturally, some people were a little dissatisfied with Lin Xuankong's mid-level cultivation at the second level when he got the position of Silver Jade Steward. It's just that this Yinyu position was decided by the manager after all, so no one else dares to show it. Now the ranking created by the Feng family has made several dissatisfied stewards feel comfortable.

Deacon Zhao Yufei looked at Lin Jiao with cold eyes and said, "Lin Jiao is in charge, what about my ranking?"

When Lin Jiao saw everyone looking at Lin Xuankong with strange looks, he felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have taken out the ranking book here.

But at this time the deacon asked, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said:

"Zhao Yufei, ranked 18th, is twenty-seven years old. He is equipped with a silver hook armor and a dragon-blooded fierce dog. He is good at the Eight Heavenly Eyes. He has the highest record and killed a late-level third-level beast. The odds are 1 to 1.1. Well, he can be ranked at the top. The fifty-year-old martial arts cultivators all have a full set of armor and the third level of late stage!"

The corner of Zhao Yufei's mouth raised, "Oh, it seems that my Silver Hook Armor ranks pretty good among many armors, ranking 18th. The Feng family is well-informed, so it is trustworthy!"

After saying that, she glanced at Lin Xuankong, her eyes full of cold pride.

The surroundings became quiet again,

A deacon said: "Deacon Zhao's strength is indeed extremely powerful among the third-level warriors, especially the silver hook armor, which is made of eight hundred forehead scales and is famous in Daze. With this armor by his side, Deacon Zhao Being ranked 18th is really well deserved!

Although Guanshi Lin is quite capable, his equipment is mediocre. It is a bit difficult to encounter this kind of demon-slaying tournament where strength and equipment are purely a competition. It is normal to be ranked low!

Among the crowd, Ma Jiang frowned, stood up suddenly and said: