Fantasy World Card Longevity

Chapter 105

Seeing Zhong Ci's response, Zhang Bo showed a smile on his face and nodded slightly.

He is still very concerned about this rookie of the Yiqidao League.

Since the signing of the peace treaty with the Yaozu, although the human world is now peaceful through singing and dancing, this prosperous atmosphere has slowly corroded the enterprising spirit of the human monks.

Today, the new generation of monks of Yiqi Daomeng, what they are all like, they only know that they are greedy for wealth and honor, and spend a lot of time on enjoyment, instead of practicing hard and diligently, blindly pursuing the power of magic weapons.

Although the magic weapon is indeed very important, the monk can only fight against the monster by relying on the magic weapon.

But they don't think about it either.

No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, if the owner is a waste, how much power can the magic weapon exert.

Is the royal sword without the royal power and wealth still the demon-killing sword that makes the monsters in the world afraid?
It's a pity that few people understand this truth now.

And Zhong Ci, who appeared at this time, simply and neatly solved the two demon kings. Although his methods were fierce and he was suspected of killing innocent people indiscriminately, it is undeniable that his decisive style of acting is indeed the most important thing for these young people today. needed.

Quite ancient style.

This is Zhang Bo's evaluation of Zhong Ci in his heart.

Because of this, Zhang Bo took great care of Zhong Ci, and secretly helped him block many outstretched tentacles, comprehensively protecting the future hope of this Taoist sect.

As for the resurrection of Dongfang Yueyue and the royal power and wealth that Yiqi Daomeng is planning now, Zhang Bo completely scoffed at it and dismissed it at all.

Everything is entrusted to the ancestors, and the ancestors have been dead for hundreds of years and they have to be resurrected. Do these younger generations eat nothing?

Everything depends on the help of the ancestors, so why are you still alive?

It's better to just draw the sword and wipe the neck.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bo couldn't help but look more pleasing and gentle when he looked at Zhong Ci in front of him.

Zhang Bo put these thoughts aside for the time being, and continued: "Since fellow daoists already know how powerful they are, I won't say much more. Let's continue to talk about the rights of inspectors. In addition to completing tasks, inspectors also have the responsibility to organize patrols." team power.

The so-called patrol team is actually a force that assists the patrol envoy in completing the pursuit mission.

The inspection team has a limit of 100 members. Members can be recruited within the One-Chi Dao League by themselves, or recruited from the outside, but these recruited people need to pass the assessment of the One-Chi Dao League before they can officially join the patrol team.

But despite this, the old Taoist still wants to remind fellow daoists that these patrol team members should try their best to find some strong disciples.

Because the fugitives pursued by Fellow Daoists are all powerful and vicious people, the team members who are too weak have no power to resist them, and their lives are wasted in vain.

Therefore, whether it is for the completion of the task or for the sake of the lives of the team members, the stronger the strength of the patrol team members, the better. "

"These are the general responsibilities and rights of the patrol envoy, fellow daoists should also be clear about it.

Hey, I'm getting old and my appetite is gone. I just ate a little and I'm already full. Thank you fellow Daoist for entertaining the old Daoist. I had a great meal, so I'll take a step ahead. "

After finishing these words, Zhang Bo slowly picked up a white bowl next to him, drank the soup in the bowl, put down the bowl, stood up and walked slowly to the door.

When I got to the door, I seemed to think of Zhang Bo, turned around to look at Zhong Ci, and said with a smile: "By the way, if you have no idea about the inspection team, you can come to the old Taoist if you don't have a clue, and the old Tao may be able to recommend it. Give one or two to friends."

After saying this, Zhang Bo left again.

Zhong Ci didn't get up to see him off, he put his hands together, propped his chin, and slowly watched the other party go away.

"Inspection team." After a long time, Zhong Ci breathed out slowly, and said in a low voice, "It's just that I need the help of some subordinates for the things I have to do in this world. Is there a quota of 100 people? It seems that we need to think carefully." Figured out a way."

Zhong Ci has just arrived in this world, unlike the elders like Zhang Bo, who have family members and disciples as wings behind them, their tentacles penetrate into all aspects, their power is deeply rooted, and there is no shortage of manpower.

So if he wants to find a group of subordinates, there are no more than two ways.

That's what Zhang Bo just said, directly recruit a group of people from the One-Chi Dao League, or choose some people who look good outside, and use these two kinds of people as your subordinates.

"Although I can be regarded as a high-level executive of the Yiqi Dao League now, and I am also a very powerful inspector, but the casualty rate of the inspector is too high. I am afraid that the effect of using power to win people's hearts is not very good." Zhong Ci is still very happy. Self-aware.

His inspection team is completely a pit of fire. It looks powerful, but the pit of fire, whoever jumps will die, no matter how powerful it is, what's the point of enjoying it without life.

So trying to use power to lure other people to join the patrol team is not feasible, and even if someone wants to join the patrol team for power, why choose him, a newcomer with no foundation, as a patrol envoy?

Wouldn't it be good to join other veteran elder inspectors?
"Since power doesn't work, we can only use money and power to seduce." Zhong Ci quickly thought of other ways. "Although I have some money, it's not too much. Compared with those local tyrants and elders, I can even be called poor. So it seems that buying life with money will not work."

"It seems that there is only strength in the end." Zhong Ci sighed softly, turned around, and in the end strength was the most reliable.

"Although the current society is exaggerated and pursues money and luxury, in essence, it is still pursuing power.

And individual strength is the most direct manifestation of strength. As long as I can let a person with low strength quickly improve his strength, then even if I have nothing now, I can still attract many people who are not willing to be ordinary. "

Everyone worships the strong and wants to be the strong.

There are nothing more than a few kinds of power, power, money, and personal strength.

The first two rely on external objects, but the latter relies on itself, and it is also the most stable.

"Then the question is, how can one quickly improve a person's strength?" Zhong Ci couldn't help but think of the previous White Snake World, the snake demon clan that he destroyed, and their cultivation system seemed very interesting.

Sharing and sharing, ten thousand streams return to the original.

It means that all people practice the same technique, and then share the same source of mana with each other to achieve a great fusion, which is the return of all streams.

"In other words, you can transfer your own magic power to fellow practitioners of a certain skill, thereby quickly improving the cultivation level of the person being transferred." Zhong Ci slowly exhaled, with a smile on his face. "It just so happens that the Taiyin Sutra that I have practiced also has this method of sharing and returning to the original source."

How to quickly improve a person's cultivation, he has found a way.

(End of this chapter)