The elite monks of the Qingxiao Realm are competing for cross-border spots and for those 'chance' messages, which is more intense than Bai Fan expected.
Indeed, the material resources of Qingxiao Realm are quite limited.
But as a world where fragments of the Immortal Court once fell, as a world that is related to the outside world and a higher level world, the heritage of those ancient sects cannot be underestimated.
Hard resources are limited, but soft resources are abundant beyond Bai Fan's imagination.
In just four days, he collected a total of more than thirty classics with accurate records about ancient times. There were also many miscellaneous precious classics.
In addition to part of it being used to redeem quotas, most of it is used to redeem 'opportunity' messages.
There are hundreds of books whose words are unknown, broken, omitted, and incomplete, but they also record ancient messages.
Of course, the 'purchase' price for such dilapidated classics should be lower... It seems that only thirty chapters that have been saved occupying at least one-third of the original classics can be redeemed for one quota.
In the end...the quota was exceeded. Excluding the two brothers Bai Xuan and Bai Fan, the number reached thirty-four.
According to external reports, Bai Fan paid a large sum of money to get the True Immortal to agree to expand his team.
Brothers Bai Fan and Bai Xuan completely lost money on this business.
Then some older monks came to the door, pleading to spend double or even triple the price to continue to exchange for the overflow quota. I begged Bai Fan, the intermediary... to talk to the true immortal again.
Among them, Lin Xi's other number one, Chu Lingxiao, also left the customs in time and joined in the fun.
In the end, although he voluntarily gave up the opportunity, he packed Lao Bai and Hu Daguan into the team, waiting for the arrival of the true immortal, and then headed to another world together.
Due to a series of exchanges of interests, the Nanling Sword Pavilion became unrivaled in the limelight and had the potential to become one of the top sword sects in the world.
Bai Fan and Bai Xuan, through this activity, made a lot of money first, not to mention.
Of course... the more important thing is to harvest "IOUs". Some elite monks who have potential but lack of background strength choose to give all of their gains after going to other worlds to Bai Xuan and Bai Fan unconditionally in exchange for
Cross quota.
When the time comes.
In the Nanling Sword Pavilion, a large number of monks looked up to the sky, waiting for the arrival of the legendary true immortal.
Although there have been many true immortals in Qingxiao Realm.
However, there are very few monks who have the chance to meet true immortals.
Suddenly, a crack opened in the originally cloudless sky.
An elegant man in white clothes, holding a fairy lamp, suddenly arrived with an aura that seemed to transcend everything.
He glanced scornfully at the monks from the Qingxiao Realm who were already kneeling down below.
And a lot of eyes with yearning, sincerity and expectation.
Lin Xi had no expression on his face, then he glanced around, found Bai Fan, and nodded implicitly: "Are everyone here? Let's go when we're ready. I'm very pressed for time, and I have to rush to another world soon."
Many monks below heard this and were amazed.
I didn't expect that outside the world, there are real immortals who are responsible for helping people travel through time and make profits... It's really eye-opening.
This is also what they don’t know!
Of course there are cross-border flights operated by Xianshen.
It's just that... the price it will cost is definitely not cheap.
And most of them only follow a few fixed lines and will never explore unfamiliar worlds without reason.
"Qi Xianzun, everyone has gathered. There are thirty-four people in total. I'd like to trouble you Xianzun." Bai Fan hurriedly stood up and said to Lin Xi.
In this way, a double act is played between the main body and the clone.
Lin Xi nodded arrogantly, and then added: "Remember! For the extra people, they need to pay three times the normal quota."
Lin Xi said it on purpose.
For the excess quota, Bai Fan charges twice as much as the first twenty quotas.
Now, Lin Xi said that his charges were three times.
This is equivalent to letting Bai Fan show kindness to these people without saying it clearly, which makes these people even more grateful.
It's not that it can't be said higher.
It's just that... rice is promoted and rice is grudged.
If the gap is too wide, to the point where they simply cannot afford to repay it, people's minds will change.
I won't think well of you.
On the contrary, I feel that since you have spent so much money to help me get a quota, why not just give it all? Instead, you want to take advantage of me?
In addition to the thirty-four places sold, a group of thirty-six people, including Bai Xuan and Bai Fan, all stood up.
Lin Xi stretched out his sword finger and pointed at the fairy lantern in his hand.
Thirty-six rays of light fell down, covering thirty-six people.
Then, with some difficulty, they pulled the thirty-six people and poured them into the chaotic void.
After leading everyone into the chaos, Lin Xi suddenly felt that the fairy power consumed by the fairy lantern had increased a lot, and the fairy power in his body began to be consumed rapidly.
Traveling through the void already makes ends meet, and even if the fairy lantern can barely make up for it, it is still far from breaking even.
Now that the immortal power is consumed, it is like a vast ocean, gone and never to return.
Sure enough, entering the chaotic void by yourself and entering with others are two different concepts.
There is no need to say some of the things that were originally planned for the scene.
Lin Xi directly clicked on the radar he had conceptualized, locked on a flashing 'light spot', and then burned a large amount of soul power to push it.
In the void, folds of space flickered.
It was like there was a mouth of nothingness, swallowing up many monks who were suddenly pulled into the chaotic void in one mouthful before they had time to observe more.
Then, what everyone felt was a rapid fall.
It seemed to have passed through a barrier easily.
Then everything in front of me slowly became clear.
At this time, Lin Xi also took Ah Nuo and quietly sneaked into this world.
As a true immortal on the surface, Lin Xi will not be resisted by the world, so his entry is very simple and easy.
As for Ah Nuo...it's still too weak, and the Heavenly Dao of this world doesn't care too much about the threat it brings.
Orgris!
The place where dragons sleep in the future.
A large number of dragons...especially demonic dragons who are good at fighting will invade this world and bring countless disasters to this world.
But now, this world is relatively peaceful.
East and West have not yet met.
The barriers in the world of spiritual practice are also particularly clear.
In the East, the traditional Xianxia style, the warrior style, and the Xuanshu style that combines immortality and martial arts are the mainstay.
Basically all people who can practice Buddhism follow these paths.
In the West, fighting spirit, magic, and witchcraft are of course the mainstream, and summoning, potions, and bloodline are also shining brightly.
Although there are occasional collisions between East and West.
However, due to the rich resources of the world, there are still too many forbidden areas of life and wild lands that have not been reclaimed and excavated, so the two large-scale systems are not like fire and water.
Judging from the recent major events in this world, in no more than three hundred years, the first demonic dragon will come to this world and use Theobit VII, the last monarch of the Western Rose Dynasty, to build a gateway to the outside world.
Call the Dragon's Gate.
Let a large number of demonic dragons break into Orgris through the Dragon Calling Gate and break through the barrier of heaven.
Then, in the flames of war, a large number of people died, and the living lost their homes.
The tranquility that had been maintained for many years was broken one after another.
The Western gods and Eastern immortals hidden behind the heavy fog appeared one after another to resist the invasion of foreign enemies.
One after another, human heroes also emerged in the chaos.
The collision of Eastern and Western cultivation civilizations gave birth to some special beings. They possess extraordinary and powerful abilities that cannot be copied or popularized.
A group of elite monks from the Qingxiao Realm did not spread out to grab visible resources.
Even though the spiritual energy surrounding them, which was dozens of times thicker than Qingxiao Realm, had already made them feel comfortable, they could not contain their respective agitated hearts.
"Boss Bai! Let's say something! Everyone listens to you. If we use our strength together, we will definitely win the most splendid flower of civilization in this era of great war that is about to begin." Among the crowd, someone who could speak immediately
He spoke.
Although the favor was given by Bai Fan, Bai Xuan is indeed more popular.
Therefore, the Bai Boss this person refers to is Bai Xuan rather than Bai Fan.
Bai Fan was not angry or jealous at all.
I just feel... Sometimes, if you accidentally take away certain allocated 'opportunities', it cannot be considered intentional.
Bai Xuan looked around, cleared his throat, and then said: "There's nothing to say. In fact, everyone has the same purpose in coming to this world. Fight for opportunities, fight for opportunities, break through our upper limit and soar in this resource-rich world.
Become an immortal."
"And there should be some time before the curtain rises. We don't have to rush and go in groups. Although this seems safer, the target is too big and can easily arouse the vigilance and targeting of the local forces in this world."
"So I suggest that we should act separately in the beginning. Every ten years, we can meet somewhere somewhere. If you can't come... try to ask someone to bring a message to let everyone know that you are still alive!"
When Bai Xuan said this, some laughter burst out from the crowd.
At this time, not many people noticed the seriousness of the matter.
In the minds of many people, since they have known the direction of the world in advance, they will be the proud ones of this world.
Rise up quickly, become stronger, and even become an immortal through it... It's not a problem.
Death...fall...that is a very distant and impossible thing.
"Each of us has our own opportunities, so remember to cover them up and don't reveal anything just because we have a good relationship with each other. Let's be villains first, then gentlemen... I hope that when we come, we will be three
Sixteen people, when we went back... there were still thirty-six people!" Bai Xuan's words were just for the occasion.
Everyone knew in their hearts that although they all had the advantage of foresight, they still wanted to return to the Qingxiao Realm safely and without hurting anyone.
This is undoubtedly a foolish dream.
But in their hearts, everyone felt that someone else would die, not themselves.
"Finally, we have to develop our local forces and try our best to assemble a group of people who can fight before the dragon clan comes."
"When we take the benefits of this world, we must make contributions to this world. We only take things without giving back... I'm afraid we won't go far." Bai Xuan's words were sincere.
Just how many people can really listen to it is unknown.