A small temple filled with incense.

The statue of Miaotian Zhenjun sat upright on the altar, reflecting the bright pearly aura of treasure in the storm of fireworks.

Bao Yulong was wearing a plain robe, standing under the statue of the god with gold foil and jade, and looked around, those who should have been called "Uncle Master" and "Uncle Master".

At this moment, these people were looking at him with anticipation and longing.

What burned on them was a flame called greed.

"Just two years ago, I had a distant cousin who was at the ninth level of the Golden Pill, and was proficient in the combination formula of the seventeen flying swords and the thirty-three talisman array method. Because he did not recharge the service fee in time, he died in the insect cave outside the domain. When the body was brought back... tsk... I couldn't even see it. My cousin's aunt cried very sadly and discussed it with a group of relatives. I wanted to use the Soul-raising Wood to make a better coffin for my cousin. If I were lucky, I could still switch to the corpse repair path."

"I just bought a piece of it together, and finally bought a small piece, barely saving the remnant soul. I wanted to turn into a ghost cultivator, but I didn't know how many years I had to wait."

"So at that time I told myself that being a human being is the most important thing to rely on myself! How many young people are now overwhelmed by loans and service fees?"

Bao Yulong waved his hand: "Okay! Let's not talk about young people, just talk about us, talk about everyone... How long has it been since I took my wife and children to the paradise world to have fun? Boat tickets are not cheap, but if we can have our own Breaking Shuttle, will you say it be different?"

Bao Yulong spoke endlessly, and a monk finally couldn't help it and interrupted, "Xiao Bao! Just say whatever you have. It's all your own people. What do you can't say?"

Bao Yulong pulled out three incense threads and reached out to rub out the flame to ignite the incense.

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

"Now there is a great opportunity in front of you. The price... The True Lord has already ordered it, there is no need to discuss it! We are in the same class, and I will let you choose first."

"Everyone is a well-known figure, don't make things difficult for me."

"Invest a little now and you will get more rewards in the future. Seize 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 the service fee again. Even if there is a situation, we can leave a way out for ourselves."

"Of course, uncles and uncles, don't force me. I, Bao Yulong, give you three days to consider, and the remaining identity list will be announced in three days. At that time, everyone will compete together, and the higher the price will be." Bao Yulong said.

A monk immediately accused Bao Yulong of indignation.

"Xiaobao! What do you mean?"

"Don't forget that it was our Wandao Sect who cultivated you. It would be fine if you don't have a cheap identity on this list. If you ask you to put the list on the list, you won't be happy if we find a way to slowly digest it?"

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

"I have not done much in my past tuition fees and contributions to the sect. Everyone is making a living. It's not reasonable that they can't eat enough, and they have to raise the worms in the sect. The uncles and uncles present also have companies and industries. If everyone is willing to sacrifice themselves and donate all their own industries to the sect, then I, Bao Yulong, dare to take the risk of being ruthless and suppress this list."

"Xiao Bao! If you don't say that, this is not what you gain, and the True Lord has not set any time limit. Why do you delay your friendship with everyone for the benefit of...?" another monk said, his tone seemed much softer than the one before, but his attitude had not changed after all.

Bao Yulong sneered in his heart, but he also knew that if he wanted to promote the blood talisman in Baotong World and to let the elite monks in Baotong World buy their identities, the monks from Wandao Sect must help promote it.

This negotiation is inevitable.

Bao Yulong deliberately showed a look of struggle on his face.

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

"I keep the identities on the list in the sect for half a month, so everyone can make more time to prepare."

"After half a month, the quota auction will be held. Based on the price specified by the True Lord, the higher the price will be. The extra plot points... 30% will be allocated to the Sect, and the remaining 70% will still be handed over to the True Lord. What do you think?"

Bao Yulong's proposal was recognized by some monks present.

This group of monks is obviously already making a fuss.

After the quota auction, there will be a huge plot point in the sect.

They then find a way to click the "call" of this plot, and then purchase the quota... Rounding it means that there is no money spent.

"No, 30% to 70% of them are OK, but it must be 70% of them in the sect." said a monk.

Bao Yulong smiled but said nothing, but turned around and bowed to the statue of Miaotian Zhenjun.

The monk's face immediately turned pale.

Although Miaotian Zhenjun did not show any strangeness from beginning to end.

But all the monks confidently believed that the Lord Miaotian Zhenjun was watching the rally.

They can have the courage to use their identity and cultivation to suppress Bao Yulong, but they dare not be arrogant in front of this mysterious Miaotian Zhenjun.

"Five-five points! Promoting blood talismans and promoting identity purchases requires the use of real resources. If you want to integrate resources, you need to spend huge benefits. Also, the identity quota auction needs to be moved forward... At least three months, otherwise, everyone will not have time to collect enough plot points, even if you find other monks to exchange it, it will take time." The dean of Wandao Zongtiancai Academy stood up and spoke at this moment.

His speech was a final result, and the meticulous discussions around him calmed down.

This condition did not cross Bao Yulong's psychological bottom line, so he tried to struggle, Bao Yulong said, "Okay! Master's pressure... I have taken it with you. I give Dean Zhu face this matter, and it is also because of the love between being a disciple of Wandao Sect. But... If this love only comes and goes, I am afraid it will fade sooner or later."

After getting a vaccination and asking for benefits in a vague way.

Bao Yulong then took out the spirit sealing card and then reached out to lead.

A long list, along with a large number of picture albums, was condensed and manifested.

Each person fell into the hands of many monks present.

"Since the agreement has been made, everyone might as well check the list first. If you are interested, you can spend one-fifth of the plot point to make an appointment, and then regret it, and the deposit will not be refunded. If there is any overlap, the deposit will be refunded in full on the remaining one." Bao Yulong shook his sleeves very generously and said.

Then I outlined a quota first and paid the full payment very generously.
Chapter completed!