Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"Tell them that if they are willing to follow me, I will give them 100,000 spiritual stones!"

Ye Ling said calmly, as if he was talking about something indifferent.

Hongtang nodded in response. Xia Tong, Zi Juan and Siko Tingyan could hardly believe their ears!

"What? As long as you join the team, you will get one hundred thousand spirit stones! The leader of the top 100 list is not so generous."

"Fellow Daoist Mu, we want it too!"

Xia Tong and Zijuan shouted for a while, but Ye Ling treated them equally and said firmly: "Here!"

With that said, Ye Ling grabbed it from his storage bag and threw thirty pieces of high-grade spirit stones out, shining brightly in mid-air, almost dazzling people's eyes! In the end, it floated steadily in front of Xia Tong and the others, causing all the monks on and off the stage to look at it sideways!

Xia Tong and Zijuan were immediately elated and hurriedly put the high-grade spiritual stones into their arms. Siko Tingyan also put away the high-grade spirit stones without hesitation and murmured: "Don't give it up! Just treat it like you invited us to join the team. These are considered betrothal gifts."

In the crowd, many people stretched their necks, stared blankly, swallowed, and whispered:

"High-quality spiritual stones? There are dozens of them! Oh my God, Xie Xiu Muhan is so generous!"

"He gave the spirit stones to those female cultivators from the Youyue Immortal Sect. What does that mean? Is he buying them to be maids?"

"No! This is given to teammates. Didn't you see the female shopkeeper of Huixing Pavilion in bright red clothes? She is helping Xie Xiu Muhan recruit teammates. She also asked me before if I would like to join the team. I considered Mu Han He is the 100th champion. The reward from the Immortal Sect Alliance must not be many. Who knew he would pay for it out of his own pocket? If I had known that, I should have agreed immediately!"

"Really? It's such a generous move, so generous!"

For a moment, all the monks under the main ring unanimously flocked to the left side of the ring and volunteered. Some went to Hongtang, and some simply imitated Xia Tong and others under the ring, bowed to the evil cultivator Muhan, and Bragging about his abilities and vying to join Mu Han's team.

Seeing so many people coming, Hongtang quickly asked Xiaotao, Qingwan and Xia Tong to help. She didn't bother to ask questions one by one, and asked in public: "You all show your equipment and magic weapons, or compete under the ring." , to prove our respective combat prowess, we only want those with strong combat prowess, not the weak!"

People clamored: "I am better than Jia Lei! It's just that I can't defeat the main champion. This guy is my defeated general and he actually has the nerve to fight with me. Go ahead!"

"I also passed the first round, choose me!"

These monks who requested to join the team were already dissatisfied with each other. When they heard that Hongtang asked them to show off their combat prowess through the competition, they immediately started fighting under the ring, as if it was a separate open space ring.

Just as there was a commotion, two monks hurriedly walked out from the dark corner of the central square of Laiyang City, squeezed through the crowd, and shouted directly to the evil cultivator Muhan on the ring: "We are willing to join the team, I don’t want spiritual stones! I just want to follow fellow Taoist Mu and be driven by you!”

When the people who were busy in the martial arts competition heard this, they all stopped and stared at the two men in shock and anger, and said curiously:

"Don't want the spirit stone? Are these two fools?"

"Hehe, how did you know that this is their brilliance! If you don't want the spirit stone now, when you go to the East China Sea and make meritorious service to the team, Mu Han will inevitably reward them. With Mu Han's generosity, how can they suffer a loss? It’s called putting a long line to catch the big fish!”

Everyone suddenly realized, gnashing their teeth in hatred towards these two people, wishing they could imitate them immediately.

They saw the two of them approaching the main ring, swearing with all their might, with only one purpose, which was to plead with Ye Ling to allow them to join the team.

Ye Ling's eyes narrowed and he looked at these two people coldly. A hint of surprise flashed through his eyes. The two people who came were none other than Elder Yu and Yu from the Yun Cang Sect in Fengqiao Town. Tang Xiong, the leader of Nansheng Sect!

That's all. What surprised Ye Ling the most was that they were behaving very strangely! It's not like Elder Yu's posturing, nor Tang Xiong's usual arrogance, it's like a different person! For example, Tang Xiong, Ye Ling had the deepest impression on him. Such a headstrong, arrogant and domineering person would not beg to join the team even if he was killed!

Ye Ling remained calm on the surface, but there was a huge wave in his heart! Seeing that all the monks were looking at him eagerly, and Elder Yu and Sect Master Tang were almost begging, Ye Ling had no expression on his face and said indifferently: "Whose name do you have? What is your origin? There is no one in my team. Recruit unknown people.”

"Ahem, little Yu Honghua, the elder of Yun Cang Sect in Fengqiao Town of Wu State, has met Taoist Mu."

"I am Tang Xiong, who is also from Maple Bridge Town and is the head of Nansheng Sect!"

Elder Yu and Tang Xiong spoke with great respect, and looked at Xie Xiu Muhan on the main ring with expressions of fanaticism and admiration!

In the eyes of others, the actions of the two of them were nothing, and they felt they were normal; in the eyes of Ye Ling, they were full of flaws, and they were not what Yu Honghua and Tang Xiong usually did.

Ye Ling secretly thought in his heart: "On that day, the two of them separated from Zhao Yuanzhen, the leader of the Zhao clan, and left Qingmang Mountain in advance. Later, the East China Sea Demon Clan patrolling the Yaksha Division led a large-scale invasion of monsters, and the monks stationed in Qingmang Mountain were even scattered. Escape. Could it be that these two people were captured by the East Sea Demon Cultivator before they could escape? Impossible! If they enter Laiyang City, they will be detected by the consciousness of the Yuan Ying Ancestor. Then there is only one possibility: they were captured by the human race. The monk took the body!"

Ye Ling didn't know what the purpose of the two of them was, so he tried further. He pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "It's rare that someone doesn't want a spiritual stone! Fellow Daoist Yu, you are also a physical practitioner. Look at the thirty-first challenger. , that tall and strong black tower man, do you think you can defeat him? "

The person Ye Ling was referring to was none other than Wei Tong!

At this time, Siko Tingyan, who was under the ring, felt his heart tremble and seemed to remember something: "Isn't Maple Bridge Town the hometown of Grandmaster Ye Lingye? I seem to remember Wei Tong saying that he was in the Yun Cang Sect in Maple Bridge Town. Across the river from Grandmaster Ye’s Yaogu Sect, this Yu Honghua is known as the elder of Yun Cang Sect. It turns out that he was not only Grandmaster Ye’s township party, he also belonged to the same sect as Wei Tong!”

Unexpectedly, Yu Honghua followed Ye Ling's direction and looked from a distance, but he didn't recognize Wei Tonglai at all. He even praised him with admiration: "This man is tall and strong, and his magical weapons and robes are all of the best earth type. Come to think of it, Tu Linggen has extremely high qualifications, but you can try to fight him! Although you can't defeat him, you can still fight him for more than ten rounds!"

Ye Ling understood, nodded and said with a smile: "I believe it!"

Si Kou Tingyan noticed the clues and looked anxious. He waved his hand at Mu Hanzhi on the stage and was about to speak loudly to expose Yu Honghua.

Suddenly, Ye Ling's deep voice transmitted her consciousness and rang in her ears: "Shut up! Don't talk. I know what you want to say! No one thinks you are mute."

Siko Tingyan was choked to death by him. He stamped his feet angrily and rolled his eyes. But when she thought about it, she wondered again, how could Mu Han, a businessman from Xishan County in southern Xinjiang, know so much!