Supreme Merit Cultivation System

Even though Wang Qiong has embraced a new relationship and has become more confident, Li Mo feels that he has always been working for him before, so he still needs to express condolences.

"Fellow Daoist Wang has been busy these days!" He smiled kindly.

"It's not hard, it's not hard. I'm very lucky. Although there are not many people applying for the job, we still have enough people, and basically everyone is very capable!" Wang Qiong also responded with a smile. He scratched his head consciously as he spoke.

, seems to be quite confused about this situation.

The smile on Li Mo's face suddenly froze. What was going on? What he imagined most was that there were not enough people recruited, or that most of the people he recruited were just average in their abilities. But he never expected that one or two people would be recruited.

Enough people were recruited within a month, and the quality of the personnel is top-notch. Could it be that Baquan Dao is now... popular?

Hearing the commotion outside, the boss of the tea shed who runs the tea shed in such a land and such a valuable land hurriedly came out. Before he could step forward, another fat man with a bald head squeezed out of the tea shed, and he casually pulled the owner of the Heavenly Pet Clan aside and stepped forward.

The ground was shaking as I stepped forward.[

The tall figure stood like a mountain. As he strode forward, he first squinted his eyes and looked at Li Mo.

I saw Li Mo standing with the spray of water from the fountain on his back, and he chose an excellent place to take the photo. But he was really unattractive, with his sleeves and hands like a wealthy landlord, and he couldn't find any aura no matter how he looked.

"Are you the initiator? I am the third member of the team that joins the Eight Perfect Paths... Huo Gang." The fat bald man stood in front of Li Mo, as if even the sky was covering him. He introduced himself in a buzzing voice.

It's like thunder.

"Fortunately... meeting you!" Li Mo nodded. Just as soon as they met, he felt that this big fat man was extremely powerful, and it would be difficult for him to defeat the city alone.

He tilted his head and walked around the mountain blocking the road, then looked at the people walking out behind him.

Immediately after the fat bald man, I saw a woman wearing a navy blue robe with a white collar, with a smile as warm as the rising sun on her face. This was actually Feng Yuanyuan, an acquaintance of Yishui eldest sister.

The second person is also a woman, tall and thin. She has extremely thick foundation on her face. At first glance, she looks like she is going to sing in an opera.

The third person is still a girl, not tall, wearing a black robe and a black gauze covering her face.

The fourth person was a male cultivator, and he looked quite handsome. He just had a hairy eyebrow and a beard, which made him look quite strange.

The eight people stood in a circle and stared at each other for a moment before Wang Qiong came to his senses and introduced them one by one. Except for Feng Yuanyuan, their names were all like Huo Gang, Taoist Zhenjin. He had never heard of them.

However, Wang Qiong has already tested his talent, and everyone is definitely a top-notch master. Their own explanation for why they are not famous is that they are either low-key or ascetics in seclusion.

Wang Qiong also introduced Li Mo solemnly and emphasized his great reputation in Huyang. Unfortunately, except for Feng Yuanyuan, the rest of the people had a calm expression and seemed not to care.

Since everything was like this, Li Mo's plan to give an impromptu passionate speech to inspire people was abandoned.

He first hit his head hard to stop the fifth round eye that was almost bursting in his brain. Then he rubbed away the expression of constipation that almost appeared on his face. He gave the three people behind him a fake smile in turn, and then his face changed.

Zheng strode forward, clasped his fists and saluted, "Fellow Daoist Feng, we meet again."

Feng Yuanyuan had been looking at him with her eyes wide open in surprise. She said: "I didn't expect that it was fellow Taoist who organized this event. Fellow Taoist Wang has been saying how powerful the leader is. Now we finally have the right number."

"This old man Wang Qiong just tells the truth." Li Mo smiled reservedly and said, "It's me. Fellow Daoist Feng won't be disappointed when he sees it's me."

Feng Yuanyuan smiled playfully and said: "How could it be? I've been waiting for so many days, and the only one who really wants to go to Baquan Road is your team."

Li Mo smiled so much that he narrowed his eyes. He said a few polite words, but when he saw that most people had a dull expression on their faces, he suddenly felt his balls hurt.

Looking at this stance, it goes without saying that even the basic treasure distribution plan for entering Baquan Road is definitely whoever gets it. And it seems that there is no one else except Feng Yuanyuan who will obey him as the leader.[

In fact, the auras of the four people who came out later were sharp and subtle. Except for Feng Yuanyuan, the void-refining monk, he didn't even have a 50% chance of winning against the other three with his own body.

He thought for a while and said directly: "Since everyone has no objections, let's go in now..."

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"I have an objection!" The bald and hairless man who came out at the end glanced around coldly and said, "Is this operation you organized too hasty? You didn't even ask if there were enough alternatives?"

There are safety islands at regular intervals along the Baquan Road. If you lose manpower in a dangerous area, you can temporarily replenish your manpower on the safety island.

Of course, no one stopped me from changing people in a dangerous area, but it was just too dangerous. It was like a few people swimming in a particularly cold river. One of them hung up and the other didn't even make any preparations, and immediately ran out of the confined space.

If you try to fill the position, the result will be either leg cramps or stomach cramps. In short, the probability of continuous failure is quite high.

Of the eight people who have broken through the Eight Perfect Paths, if one person loses his position, the difficulty will be doubled. Logically speaking, it is best to bring enough substitutes. However, since first-class masters are hard to find, it is meaningless if the substitute level is poor. Without substitutes

Yes. But like Li Mo, there is absolutely no situation where the leader of a newly formed team doesn’t even ask a question!

Li Mo patted his head to apologize and turned to look at Wang Qiong.

Wang Qiong didn't even care about this issue. Fortunately, the people below could take the initiative to confess.

The fat bald man claimed that he had brought three substitutes, two bald men with no hair, two women with black robes and black gauze, two tall women with white pink hair, and one Feng Yuanyuan. Li Mo claimed to have a doppelgänger.

The art of...

After the explanation, the eight people started staring at each other again. Wang Qiong couldn't help but secretly wiped his sweat, and looked at Taoist Zhenjin aside with a pleading look. After Taoist Zhenjin told him not to worry, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Peace of mind.

In previous attempts at Baquan Dao, the majority of teams brought substitutes. However, it should be noted that there has never been such a situation with so many substitutes!

There are more substitutes than the official members. How can there be such a funny thing in the world? You know, the so-called substitutes must be first-class masters. That is to say, as monks in the realm of gods, they can at least perform the offense and defense of the first level of immortal power.

With such power, monks of this level dare to break into the Eight Perfect Paths. When did they become so numerous?

The seven people spoke in silence and looked at Li Mo together. The meanings in their eyes were similar, that is, they were asking for an explanation. (To be continued.)