Chapter 263 Recruitment, a golden opportunity! 【44, please subscribe】
Drinking three rounds
The dish has five flavors!
Wei Han and Duan Tianhe said goodbye and walked out of the Wangxian Tower. Lu Yan followed behind him. The two walked towards the Sanxiufang City not far away. The leisurely and comfortable steps formed a sharp contrast with the hurried passersby contrast.
"Aren't we going to leave?" Lu Yan frowned: "If the Blood Demon Sect rules here, the life of casual cultivators will be difficult, right?"
"What? Are you afraid?" Wei Han cast a glance at him.
"Afraid of a fart!" Lu Yan sneered indifferently: "What are we rogue cultivators afraid of? At worst, we can just find a chamber of commerce and take a flying boat to evacuate. I don't believe that the blood demon sect dares to offend those big chambers of commerce."
"That's it!" Wei Han reassured casually: "The current panic atmosphere in the city is probably caused by the Blood Demon Sect deliberately spreading it. How can the battle between the two sects end so easily?"
"Even if the Blood Demon Sect wins the final victory and occupies this city, they will not treat casual cultivators too harshly for their own cultivation resources. After all, only a long stream of water can squeeze more. There are countless demon sects and evil sects in Danghun State. Don't casual cultivators still live under the rule?"
Lu Yan nodded in agreement when he heard the words.
Wei Han has a thorough understanding of the affairs in the world of cultivating immortals. They seem to be no different from ordinary dynasties. No matter how brutal a person rules a territory, he will hope that his rule will prosper.
If everyone is killed, the rule is still a fart!
Loose cultivators are fat sheep that can be exploited for a long time. Why do they kill people indiscriminately?
"Made, I was almost taken into a ditch!" Lu Yan sighed angrily.
Wei Han smiled but didn't say anything more.
Just squinting his eyes and paying attention to the small stalls in Fangshi.
"Fellow Daoist, how do you sell the Fireball Talisman?" Wei Han stopped in front of a stall with great interest, and asked the stall owner for the price after squatting down.
The stall owner is a casual cultivator who looks like an old Taoist priest!
He frowned, and said impatiently: "One piece of five spirit stones!"
"What?" Lu Yan was taken aback: "Old man, are you crazy? It's just a rotten fireball talisman of the first-level low-grade. You sell one of the five spirit stones? What about robbery?"
"What are you shouting about? You think it's expensive, and I think it's too expensive." The old Taoist said angrily: "Don't you look at how exaggerated the prices are now, the talisman skins are so expensive that no matter how many people want to buy them, they still can't buy them. , do you like it or not!"
"you?"
Lu Yan flushed with anger.
Wei Han stopped him with a dumb smile, and went on to the next booth, and saw that no matter whether it was magical artifacts or elixir, even the lowest-level talisman skins had increased in price several times.
He already knew that this panic-stricken chaos would cause casual practitioners to bleed a lot, and how many people wanted to escape from Xishan City would inevitably have to buy some necessary resources.
"Now, it's ready to ship!" Wei Han whispered to Lu Yan: "We will continue to ship as usual, and we should be able to make a fortune!"
"good!"
Lu Yan was gearing up excitedly.
I can't wait to turn my inventory into income immediately.
At this time, there was a commotion in Fangshi Street.
A dozen or so monks in scarlet patriarchal robes were beating drums and gongs, and a large crowd gathered in a short while.
One of the middle-aged deacons said loudly: "Presumably everyone is aware of the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect, who attacked and killed the people of our Xishan City. My Scarlet Red Sect expresses its extreme indignation at this and swears that it will never die with the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect."
"Now our sect has grasped the traces of the thieves' lair, and we will launch an operation to clear up the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect in the near future. We are now recruiting fellow cultivators to suppress the evil spirits together."
"Anyone who has five or more levels of qi training, or an elder with a skill, can sign up to join our army of killing demons. All applicants will be given a settling allowance of more than 100 spirit stones according to their cultivation level, and spirit stones and pills will be provided every day. Opening the achievement list allows you to exchange items from our sect's treasury at will!"
The voice of the middle-aged deacon is full of charm!
In an instant, the city of Sanxiufang was blown up.
The casual cultivators who were panicked were instantly lured by the benefits, and their eyes lit up.
"100 spirit stones? Is the settling fee so much?"
"Oh my God, you can even exchange the Foundation Establishment Pill? Did I hear correctly?"
"Great, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. In the past, it was harder to get something from the sect than to reach the sky, but now you are willing to open the treasure house?"
"Ma De, wealth and wealth are sought in danger, if you don't leave, sign up to join the Demon Slaying Army!"
The casual cultivators were gearing up excitedly.
Those who did not meet the conditions were all very annoyed.
They have never been afraid of death. The road to cultivation is bumpy. Loose practitioners are afraid that they have no resources. Since they are lured by benefits, they are naturally willing to fight hard.
Whether it's the Foundation Establishment Pill or the Foundation Establishment Cultivation Method!
Or it may be the secret technique treasured by the Scarlet Red Sect!
are attracted to them like pieces of fat.
Especially many casual cultivators stuck on the eighth and ninth floors of qi training became agitated all at once, and they all had a heart yearning for foundation building.
If there is a chance to get the chance to build a foundation, why are they afraid to work hard?
As a result, the casual cultivators in Xishan City were all boiling within half a day.
Many people who were clamoring to run away excitedly signed up to participate in the Crimson Sect's Demon Killing Army, and happily received bags of spirit stones.
Looking at this reversal scene, Lu Yan couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.
"People make money and birds die for food. Immortal cultivators are no different from ordinary people. Don't be too surprised." Wei Han laughed dumbfounded, and said, "If you and I don't have a way to make money, and a way to make money suddenly appears, will you not be so surprised?" Will you fight?"
Lu Yan was stunned for a long time, and finally squeezed out a word from his mouth: "Yes!"
Then he took a deep breath!
Suddenly, I felt a little emotional and grateful!
If it wasn't for Wei Han's rescue, he would still be working as an armored slave by Gong Shaoyu's side at this moment, how could he have such a comfortable life today.
If Wei Han didn’t have a source of income, he would probably have to be like other casual cultivators, working his life for the Scarlet Red Sect, just for a little ridiculous settling expenses.
So, Wei Han, the benefactor, is his chance!
"Let's go!" Wei Han smiled dumbly, and sighed silently: "I said that the Scarlet Red Sect will not be defeated so quickly, this war still has to be fought, as long as the Scarlet Red Sect is willing to throw out the wealth they have collected in the past, I'm not afraid of being unable to withstand the pressure of the Blood Demon Sect."
"Yes! A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and a rotten boat still has three catties of nails." Lu Yan sighed with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Let's go, now is a good time to ship, don't delay and earn money." The time of Lingshi."
"Hahaha!"
Wei Han smiled heartily, and the two walked home.
The world is chaotic, so what does it have to do with him?
Those who have the ability can always find a safe and comfortable way to survive in the chaos!
It just so happens that Wei Han is such a person.
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