Devil Seeds

A small temple filled with incense.

The statue of Zhenjun Miaotian, sitting on the altar, reflected the bright jewels in the surrounding fireworks.

As for Bao Yulong, who was dressed in plain robes, standing under the god statue covered with gold leaf and jasper, he raised his eyes and looked around, those people he should at least call 'uncle' and 'uncle'.

At this moment, these people are looking at him with eyes full of expectation and longing.

What burns on them is the flame called greed.

"Just two years ago, I had a cousin from afar, who had the skill of the ninth level of Jindan, and was proficient in the combination formulas of seventeen flying swords and thirty-three talisman arrays. When I entered the wormhole outside the territory, when the corpse was brought back... I couldn't read it. My cousin cried very sadly. I talked to a group of relatives and wanted to use the soul-nourishing wood to make a picture for my cousin. A better coffin, if you’re lucky, you can turn to the path of corpse repair.”

"I pieced it together, and in the end I only bought a small piece. I barely saved the remnant soul. I don't know how many years I have to wait if I want to turn to ghost cultivation."

"So at that time, I said to myself, being a man... the most important thing is to rely on yourself! How many young people are being pressured by loans and service fees?"

Bao Yulong waved his hand: "Okay! Let's not talk about young people, just talk about us, talk about big guys... How long has it been since you took your wife and children to Paradise World to have fun? Tickets are not cheap, but if we can have Your own Boundary Breaking Shuttle, do you think it will be different?"

Bao Yulong was talking endlessly, a monk finally couldn't hold it anymore, and interrupted: "Xiaobao! If you have anything to say, just say it, everyone here is your own. Is there anything you can't say?"

Bao Yulong took out three sticks of incense sticks, stretched out his hands and rubbed out the flames to light the incense sticks.

Then he bowed respectfully to the statue of Zhenjun Miaotian, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

"Now there is a great opportunity in front of us. The price... Zhenjun has already set it, so there is no need to discuss it! Let's play together, and I will let you choose first."

"You are all big men with heads and faces, don't embarrass me."

"Invest a little now and get more rewards in the future. Seizing the opportunity, we don't have to worry about the sudden failure of the magic weapon in the future, and we don't have to pay service fees. Even if there is an emergency, we can leave ourselves a way out."

"Of course, uncles and uncles who don't want to, don't force it. I, Bao Yulong, will give you three days to think about it. After three days, the remaining list of identities will be announced. At that time... everyone will compete together. The taller wins." Bao Yulong said.

A monk immediately accused Bao Yulong angrily.

"Xiaobao! What do you mean by that?"

"Don't forget, it is our Wan Daozong who cultivated you. The status on this list is not cheap for you. You are not happy to let you put the list aside, and we will find a way to slowly digest it internally?"

Bao Yulong stroked his bushy beard and said indifferently: "Just half a month ago, I donated three million plot points to our sect."

"In the past, I did not pay less for the tuition fee and the contribution to the sect. Everyone is eating for nothing. There is no reason why I can't eat enough, and I have to raise moths in the sect. All the senior uncles and senior uncles present There are companies and properties. If everyone is willing to sacrifice themselves for others and donate all their property to the sect, then I, Bao Yulong, would dare to take a big risk and suppress this list."

"Xiaobao! That's not the case... the final benefit is not yours, and Zhenjun didn't set any time limit, so why should you delay your relationship with the big guy for the benefit of... ?” Another monk said, his tone was much softer than that of the previous one, but his attitude did not change after all.

Bao Yulong sneered in his heart, but he also knew that if he wanted to promote the blood talisman in the Baotong world, and if he wanted the elite monks in the Baotong world to buy identities, he had to be promoted by the monks of Wan Daozong.

This time negotiations are inevitable.

Bao Yulong intentionally showed a look of struggle.

Then he sighed and said, "Everyone! Let's take a step back."

"The identities on the list... I will keep them in the sect for half a month, everyone should have more time to prepare."

"Half a month later, there will be a quota auction based on the price set by Zhenjun, and the highest price will win. The extra plot points... 30% will be distributed by the sect, and the remaining 70% will still be handed over to Majesty, what do you all think?"

Bao Yulong's proposal won the approval of some monks present.

This part of the monks is obviously already playing the idea of ​​empty-handed white wolves.

After the quota auction, there will be a huge amount of plot points in the sect.

They then try to find a way to 'call' this amount of plot points, and then buy quotas... Rounding up is equal to no money.

"No, 30-70% is fine, but the sect must account for 70%." A monk said.

Bao Yulong smiled without saying a word, just turned around and bowed down to the statue of Zhenjun Miaotian.

The monk immediately turned pale.

Although Zhenjun Miaotian didn't show any abnormalities from the beginning to the end.

But all the monks are confident that Lord Miaotian is watching this gathering.

They could have the courage to use their status and cultivation to suppress Bao Yulong, but they didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of this mysterious Miaotian Zhenjun.

"Five to five points! The promotion of blood charms and the promotion of identity purchases require the use of real resources. If you want to integrate resources... you will need to spend a huge amount of money. There is also... the auction of identity quotas, which needs to be pushed back... at least three real Months, otherwise, everyone would not have time to collect enough plot points, even if it is to find other monks to exchange... it will take time." The dean of Wan Dao Zong Tianqu Academy stood up to speak at this moment.

His speech had the effect of finalizing the final word, and the small discussions around him also subsided.

This condition did not cross Bao Yulong's psychological bottom line, so after pretending to struggle, Bao Yulong said: "Okay! Master's pressure... I, Bao Yulong, will take it all. I will give Dean Zhu face for this matter, and at the same time It's also because of the relationship between being a disciple of Wan Dao Sect, but...if this relationship is only back and forth, I'm afraid it will fade away sooner or later."

After being vaccinated and asking for benefits in a cryptic manner.

Only then did Bao Yulong take out the spirit-sealing card, and stretched out his hand to attract it.

A long list, together with a large number of atlases, were all condensed and manifested.

One copy per person fell into the hands of many monks present.

"Now that we've settled the deal, everyone might as well take a look at the list first. Those who are interested can spend one-fifth of the plot point to make an appointment. If you regret it later, the deposit will not be refunded. If there is any overlap, first come first served... Yu The deposit will be refunded in full." Bao Yulong said with a flick of his sleeves.

Then I drew up a quota first, and paid the full amount boldly.

Looking at the dimmed pattern on the list, some monks looked at the album curiously.