Han Yu asked himself that he was not a good person. He had done a lot of digging holes and killing people in the past few decades, but he still liked to deal with good people.
As long as you are in your right mind, who doesn't like to deal with honest and good people?
They don't cheat people.
It’s easier to trust others.
There are not so many bells and whistles.
Save worry and feel comfortable.
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"Are there any promotion tasks?" Han Yu checked his task bar and found that this system actually has rewards for attracting new people. Every time he invites a new person to register, he can earn ten contribution points.
However, there seems to be a limit. The upper limit of rewards per person per day is 100 points.
If there is no such upper limit, Han Yu himself can think of a bunch of ways to pluck wool.
"This contribution point system doesn't seem to be much different from the contribution points in Yellow Wind Valley... The only difference is that there are hundreds of millions of times more people using it... No, the biggest difference should be that these contribution points cannot be traded with other people!"
In Yuanyang Realm, each major sect actually issues sect contribution points, which, like currency, can be used within the sect's sphere of influence.
Although the monks have not formed a very advanced economic theory system about things like coinage rights, they also know very well that mastering this thing can bring huge benefits to the sect.
Just filling in some numbers with no actual value, instead of paying real spiritual stones immediately, can be exchanged for resources and the labor of other monks. It is a hugely profitable business for the sect.
Not to mention that you can secretly over-issue, as long as there is no crowding, nothing will happen.
It's a pity that except for our own monks, almost no one from outside the sect recognizes this kind of thing.
Especially the wandering cultivators from all over the world, they only believe in spiritual stones, so the circulation range of contribution points has always been limited to the mountain gate of each family.
"As long as 100,000 contribution points are needed, can I leave Yuanyang Realm?"
After searching all the way, he found that there were so many things that could be redeemed in the system, which simply refreshed Han Yu's outlook on things. He never thought that there was such a good thing as being able to ascend by spending money...
Han Yu calculated the 100,000 contribution points and found that even he could easily pay for it, let alone the unimaginably rich old monsters who had lived for thousands of years.
"There are actually more than thirty worlds to choose from. If those senior gods know this news..."
In the Sutra Pavilion in the Yellow Wind Valley, Han Yu once saw such a secret of the world of cultivation: Since the ancient war, the Yuanyang world has lost the passage to ascend to the upper world. The monks who transform themselves into gods must either take risks to the outside world or have no choice but to
Waiting to die, unable to break through.
For the monks who transform themselves into gods, it can be said to be a prison.
Of course, not many of the hundreds of millions of monks in the Yuanyang Realm can step into the realm of divine transformation.
There is nothing that cannot be imprisoned. Let’s talk about it after becoming a god.
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"Although this Holy Adventist hardly kills anyone, it may be a hundred times more powerful than that demonic disaster."
In order to find out the details of this behemoth and to gain more benefits, Han Yu lived in the Holy Adventist Station in East Antarctica for more than ten years.
He felt that he had simply completed the transformation from an ancient person to a modern person in these years.
Han Yu never thought that people could have so many ways of entertainment...
Ordinary life can be so convenient...
If his heart towards the Tao had not been strong enough, he might have fallen into their endless entertainment like many new members.
In just over ten years, the Holy Adventurer's sphere of influence has expanded to nearly half of the East Pole State, and countless people like Han Yu have joined as peripheral members.
The ordinary forces encountered along the way had already lost the courage to fight just by seeing the three-digit number of Nascent Souls on the opposite side.
However, what is surprising is that the Holy Adventist's way of dealing with things is extremely gentle. He rarely uses force to solve problems, and he never bullies the weak. Instead, he exchanges his wealth with the indigenous people he comes into contact with relatively fairly. It is simply a blind belief that he has believed in the law of the jungle for many years.
The eyes of people in the world of cultivation.
If it were another force in the world of cultivation with hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators, they might just start a war and unify the state and the continent.
"It is a paradise for the weak and a hell for the strong."
After living in the Holy Adventist's residence for so long, Han Yu also had a rough idea of what the so-called official members of the Holy Adventist were like.
Their birth, old age, illness, death, and every part of their lives are clearly arranged by the legendary system, and there is no way for them to do anything that violates the rules.
You can't bully others, and you can't hurt others.
Official members have a worry-free life, but that doesn't mean they have the opportunity to become useless. The system will constantly force them to learn and practice and improve themselves.
Han Yu asked himself, if he didn't have the mysterious vial and the secret was too big, but he was just an ordinary four-spirited hard-working monk, he would have defected to them even if it was not good.
Although murder, arson, gold belts, and plunder are the right ways to get rich quickly, it's not that easy to do. If you kill, kill, kill, you will be killed one day accidentally.
Living in a world of cultivation where there is intrigue and intrigue, and people are always killing people to seize treasures. Although he has been the one who has the last laugh so far, it is still quite tiring.
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At the same time that the power of the Holy Adventurer in East Antarctica was rapidly expanding, in a corner of South Yazhou, there was a cave that had been sealed in dust for countless years.
“This time I finally found the real ‘historical text’.”
"I thought I was going to die of old age in the Yuanyang Realm..."
Sauron and the four of them were talking and laughing in the cave, their brows filled with uncontrollable joy.
In their memories, after the team arrived in this world, it took nearly twenty years before, under the guidance of Zi Fengling, they went through countless difficulties and obstacles to find this ancient cave that contained a fragment of historical text.
Their mission goal is only to find a fragment that belongs to the "historical text", but there is no need to find all the fragments.
Afterwards, as long as they carry the fragments in their pockets, they can activate the hidden power of the purple wind chime and return to the empire to receive the generous rewards promised by the true immortal.
"I made a lot of money this time."
"It's a pity that the other treasures in the secret palace can't stand up to time, and only such an inconspicuous fragment is left..."
"Be content, there is no treasure you can exchange for when you go back."
"I want to exchange for ten third-grade realm-breaking pills!"
"Rich woman, take me!"
"I took a look at the trip recorder. In the past ten years or so, we have traveled a total of 380,000 kilometers in search of this crap."
"Three hundred and eighty thousand kilometers, 20,000 kilometers per year..."
"Many of them are detours to avoid evil disasters."
"Magic disaster..."
"I have never seen such a weird monster."
When this word is mentioned, even a person as careless as Du Nai can't help but get a chill down his back.
They had fought against monsters several times. Those weird things seemed to have no other meaning in life other than killing every living thing they could see.