Chapter 973
Recruiting Manpower
Chapter 973 Recruiting Manpower (Please subscribe)
After recovering from his distracting thoughts, the middle-aged husband who was in the middle stage of foundation building saw that the number of spirit stones handed over by Ling Wanhui was not small. He could earn dozens of spirit stones with just a few words, which was not bad. He followed suit.
"As far as I know, the nearby spiritual veins have all been temporarily rented out by the disciple of the Perfect Hundred Flowers Sect who is stationed in this area, and the renters are naturally mostly casual cultivators like us who do not have spiritual veins."
"But fellow Taoist, don't worry. We casual cultivators who temporarily rented spiritual vein cultivation from that Hundred Flowers Sect disciple have already promised that Hundred Flowers Sect disciple before. As long as the master of the spiritual veins comes, we must You have to leave, and when the time comes, just go back to that Hundred Flowers Sect disciple and take back some spiritual stones."
"I will never hinder fellow Taoists and take back those spiritual veins."
Ling Wanhui's eyes flashed with light, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"That's a good thing."
Then, he invited the middle-aged husband in front of him who was in the middle stage of foundation building, his Taoist companion, and the old man Mo who had never spoken.
"Three of you, we two brothers are planning to establish a sect force. We are short of manpower. I wonder if you would be willing to join us?"
"If you are willing, we two brothers can give each of you a first-level mid-grade spiritual vein for free, and we can also give you a generous donation every year."
The middle-aged couple and old man Mo were a little surprised when they heard this.
However, they also had some thoughts regarding Ling Wanhui's invitation.
The price of the first-level middle-grade spiritual veins is not low. If you want to buy it from the Yuanying force Baihua Valley, it will cost 6000 or [-] yuan of spiritual stones, which is equivalent to two second-order low-grade magic weapons. Even for a middle-aged couple and For old man Mo, it was also a large amount of money.
In addition, they all experienced the civil strife in Yunyue Continent not long ago and experienced life and death several times. Some of them also wanted to settle down away from that kind of fighting life.
In fact, it is much better to rely on the new sect that Ling Wanhui said than to directly become a guest among those powerful forces, and it also has more opportunities for development.
But there are some risks.
But the risks are not big and the opportunities are not small either.
In addition, the three of them also noticed that Ling Wanhan and Ling Wanhui had already established the third level of cultivation at such a young age.
You can tell at a glance that he is something extraordinary.
Perhaps, following these two people, there is a slight chance of success.
The three of them had more emotions in their hearts.
The middle-aged husband in the middle stage of foundation building also asked Ling Wanhui with some attention.
"Then I wonder what positions we will hold after we join the sect established by the two of us, and what is the exact amount of annual salary? What will we need to do after we join the sect?"
Ling Wan smiled back.
"As long as you join the sect, you will hold the position of elder of the sect. As the great elder of the sect, I will be in charge of all affairs of the sect. When the sect is established, I will be extremely busy. When the time comes, I will also need people to help me manage my subordinates. disciples, and preaching to disciples, etc.”
"During this period, there will inevitably be some troubles, and we will need your help to deal with them when the time comes."
"If you have any position you want, just ask me directly."
"The salary is set at 200 spiritual stones per year for monks in the early stage of foundation establishment, and 400 spiritual stones per year for monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment."
"Ten years later, the sect will give each of you a first-order high-grade spiritual vein, and 50 years later, we will give each of you a second-grade spiritual vein."
"I wonder... are you all satisfied with this?"
The middle-aged couple and old man Mo all trembled, with a fiery look on their faces.
If the first-level spiritual veins can make their hearts flutter, then the second-level spiritual veins are enough to make them risk their lives.
"Is what fellow Taoist said true?"
The middle-aged husband who was in the middle stage of foundation building said excitedly.
"Of course, if what I said is false, at worst 50 years later, you will dismantle the sect, and I will give you the second-level spiritual mountain." Ling Wan smiled back, pointing to the distant mountain that belonged to him and Ling. Wanhan's second-level spiritual mountain spoke.
When the middle-aged couple and old man Mo saw this, they were immediately convinced.
Immediately, a group of people set up corresponding word spacing.
The sect team of Ling Wanhan and Ling Wanhui has gained some size.
On the same day, the two of them, the foundation-building couple, and old man Mo also established the "Bai Ling Sect" on the second-level spiritual mountain here, which was taken from the three characters of Bai Ying Sect, Bai, and the name of the Ling family. Ling in.
Not calling the White Shadow Sect directly is also to avoid unnecessary trouble.
When Bai Ling Sect becomes stronger, it would be okay to change the name back to Bai Shadow Sect.
On the second day, the group of people began to go to the remaining ten first-level spiritual veins under the sect to recruit those casual cultivators who rented spiritual veins into the sect.
With the promise of various favorable conditions, in just a few days, the size of the Bai Ling Sect expanded to dozens of people.
Although these disciples have different personalities and are a mixture of dragons and snakes, the sect has finally gained some scale and a certain climate.
But on this day, when Ling Wan returned to his post and sent his disciples to the outside world to spread the news about Bai Lingzong recruiting disciples, he noticed that five foundation builders were coming from outside the mountain. He frowned and immediately went out of the mountain to greet them.
The five people were all wearing different clothes and were of different ages.
The leader was an old man in the middle stage of foundation building.
When the old man saw Ling Wanhui's greeting, his face became a little more satisfied.
"Fellow Taoist must be Elder Ling Wanhui of Bai Ling Sect. I heard before that fellow Taoist is extremely young. When I saw him today, it was indeed the case. He has such cultivation at such a young age. He is really young and promising. Fellow Taoist will definitely have a bright future. The road is evergreen.”
"By the way, I forgot to introduce you. I am the head of the Wen family in nearby Black Garden Mountain. The person next to me is..."
When Ling Wanhui heard this, he understood.
The people coming this time are the other five foundation-building forces in Qingdie County where Bai Ling Sect is located.
"Everyone is disrespectful and disrespectful. Recently, when our sect was established, we have been really busy and have not been able to come and pay our respects. I hope you will not blame me."
The old head of the Wen family in Black Garden Mountain smiled a little more when he saw Ling Wanhui being so polite, and then he spoke.
"It's okay, it's okay, I understand."
"But this time, in addition to visiting fellow Taoists, we also have something to remind fellow Taoists."
"There are already a lot of monks in your sect. It is said that your sect has recruited three nearby foundation-building casual cultivators into the sect. There are already five foundation-building warriors in the sect, and there are dozens of disciples. The number of disciples is already quite large."
"If your sect continues to expand, I am afraid that your sect's spiritual veins will not be enough, and your sect will be unable to support the cultivation of so many monks. When the time comes, your sect's people will also be scattered, maybe in an instant. Falling apart.”
"I hope fellow Taoists will pay more attention to this matter! Slowly developing true disciples is the way to go!"
When Ling Wanhui heard the words, his eyes as clear as lake water had a bit of excitement, but it quickly disappeared.
He also smiled and said.
"This matter was not considered carefully by me. I will pay attention to this matter in the future. Thank you all for coming here to raise some points this time."
After hearing this, the old head of the Wen family in Black Garden Mountain and the other four foundation-building forces showed signs of satisfaction. They chatted with Ling Wanhui for a few more words and then left the place.
And Ling Wan looked back at the back of the old head of the Wen family and others as they left, a haze gradually appeared on that plain face.
At this time, a figure from Bai Lingzong's mountain gate also flew out and landed next to Ling Wanhui, revealing the iron tower-like figure of Ling Pengyun's grandson Ling Wanhan.
(End of this chapter)
After recovering from his distracting thoughts, the middle-aged husband who was in the middle stage of foundation building saw that the number of spirit stones handed over by Ling Wanhui was not small. He could earn dozens of spirit stones with just a few words, which was not bad. He followed suit.
"As far as I know, the nearby spiritual veins have all been temporarily rented out by the disciple of the Perfect Hundred Flowers Sect who is stationed in this area, and the renters are naturally mostly casual cultivators like us who do not have spiritual veins."
"But fellow Taoist, don't worry. We casual cultivators who temporarily rented spiritual vein cultivation from that Hundred Flowers Sect disciple have already promised that Hundred Flowers Sect disciple before. As long as the master of the spiritual veins comes, we must You have to leave, and when the time comes, just go back to that Hundred Flowers Sect disciple and take back some spiritual stones."
"I will never hinder fellow Taoists and take back those spiritual veins."
Ling Wanhui's eyes flashed with light, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"That's a good thing."
Then, he invited the middle-aged husband in front of him who was in the middle stage of foundation building, his Taoist companion, and the old man Mo who had never spoken.
"Three of you, we two brothers are planning to establish a sect force. We are short of manpower. I wonder if you would be willing to join us?"
"If you are willing, we two brothers can give each of you a first-level mid-grade spiritual vein for free, and we can also give you a generous donation every year."
The middle-aged couple and old man Mo were a little surprised when they heard this.
However, they also had some thoughts regarding Ling Wanhui's invitation.
The price of the first-level middle-grade spiritual veins is not low. If you want to buy it from the Yuanying force Baihua Valley, it will cost 6000 or [-] yuan of spiritual stones, which is equivalent to two second-order low-grade magic weapons. Even for a middle-aged couple and For old man Mo, it was also a large amount of money.
In addition, they all experienced the civil strife in Yunyue Continent not long ago and experienced life and death several times. Some of them also wanted to settle down away from that kind of fighting life.
In fact, it is much better to rely on the new sect that Ling Wanhui said than to directly become a guest among those powerful forces, and it also has more opportunities for development.
But there are some risks.
But the risks are not big and the opportunities are not small either.
In addition, the three of them also noticed that Ling Wanhan and Ling Wanhui had already established the third level of cultivation at such a young age.
You can tell at a glance that he is something extraordinary.
Perhaps, following these two people, there is a slight chance of success.
The three of them had more emotions in their hearts.
The middle-aged husband in the middle stage of foundation building also asked Ling Wanhui with some attention.
"Then I wonder what positions we will hold after we join the sect established by the two of us, and what is the exact amount of annual salary? What will we need to do after we join the sect?"
Ling Wan smiled back.
"As long as you join the sect, you will hold the position of elder of the sect. As the great elder of the sect, I will be in charge of all affairs of the sect. When the sect is established, I will be extremely busy. When the time comes, I will also need people to help me manage my subordinates. disciples, and preaching to disciples, etc.”
"During this period, there will inevitably be some troubles, and we will need your help to deal with them when the time comes."
"If you have any position you want, just ask me directly."
"The salary is set at 200 spiritual stones per year for monks in the early stage of foundation establishment, and 400 spiritual stones per year for monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment."
"Ten years later, the sect will give each of you a first-order high-grade spiritual vein, and 50 years later, we will give each of you a second-grade spiritual vein."
"I wonder... are you all satisfied with this?"
The middle-aged couple and old man Mo all trembled, with a fiery look on their faces.
If the first-level spiritual veins can make their hearts flutter, then the second-level spiritual veins are enough to make them risk their lives.
"Is what fellow Taoist said true?"
The middle-aged husband who was in the middle stage of foundation building said excitedly.
"Of course, if what I said is false, at worst 50 years later, you will dismantle the sect, and I will give you the second-level spiritual mountain." Ling Wan smiled back, pointing to the distant mountain that belonged to him and Ling. Wanhan's second-level spiritual mountain spoke.
When the middle-aged couple and old man Mo saw this, they were immediately convinced.
Immediately, a group of people set up corresponding word spacing.
The sect team of Ling Wanhan and Ling Wanhui has gained some size.
On the same day, the two of them, the foundation-building couple, and old man Mo also established the "Bai Ling Sect" on the second-level spiritual mountain here, which was taken from the three characters of Bai Ying Sect, Bai, and the name of the Ling family. Ling in.
Not calling the White Shadow Sect directly is also to avoid unnecessary trouble.
When Bai Ling Sect becomes stronger, it would be okay to change the name back to Bai Shadow Sect.
On the second day, the group of people began to go to the remaining ten first-level spiritual veins under the sect to recruit those casual cultivators who rented spiritual veins into the sect.
With the promise of various favorable conditions, in just a few days, the size of the Bai Ling Sect expanded to dozens of people.
Although these disciples have different personalities and are a mixture of dragons and snakes, the sect has finally gained some scale and a certain climate.
But on this day, when Ling Wan returned to his post and sent his disciples to the outside world to spread the news about Bai Lingzong recruiting disciples, he noticed that five foundation builders were coming from outside the mountain. He frowned and immediately went out of the mountain to greet them.
The five people were all wearing different clothes and were of different ages.
The leader was an old man in the middle stage of foundation building.
When the old man saw Ling Wanhui's greeting, his face became a little more satisfied.
"Fellow Taoist must be Elder Ling Wanhui of Bai Ling Sect. I heard before that fellow Taoist is extremely young. When I saw him today, it was indeed the case. He has such cultivation at such a young age. He is really young and promising. Fellow Taoist will definitely have a bright future. The road is evergreen.”
"By the way, I forgot to introduce you. I am the head of the Wen family in nearby Black Garden Mountain. The person next to me is..."
When Ling Wanhui heard this, he understood.
The people coming this time are the other five foundation-building forces in Qingdie County where Bai Ling Sect is located.
"Everyone is disrespectful and disrespectful. Recently, when our sect was established, we have been really busy and have not been able to come and pay our respects. I hope you will not blame me."
The old head of the Wen family in Black Garden Mountain smiled a little more when he saw Ling Wanhui being so polite, and then he spoke.
"It's okay, it's okay, I understand."
"But this time, in addition to visiting fellow Taoists, we also have something to remind fellow Taoists."
"There are already a lot of monks in your sect. It is said that your sect has recruited three nearby foundation-building casual cultivators into the sect. There are already five foundation-building warriors in the sect, and there are dozens of disciples. The number of disciples is already quite large."
"If your sect continues to expand, I am afraid that your sect's spiritual veins will not be enough, and your sect will be unable to support the cultivation of so many monks. When the time comes, your sect's people will also be scattered, maybe in an instant. Falling apart.”
"I hope fellow Taoists will pay more attention to this matter! Slowly developing true disciples is the way to go!"
When Ling Wanhui heard the words, his eyes as clear as lake water had a bit of excitement, but it quickly disappeared.
He also smiled and said.
"This matter was not considered carefully by me. I will pay attention to this matter in the future. Thank you all for coming here to raise some points this time."
After hearing this, the old head of the Wen family in Black Garden Mountain and the other four foundation-building forces showed signs of satisfaction. They chatted with Ling Wanhui for a few more words and then left the place.
And Ling Wan looked back at the back of the old head of the Wen family and others as they left, a haze gradually appeared on that plain face.
At this time, a figure from Bai Lingzong's mountain gate also flew out and landed next to Ling Wanhui, revealing the iron tower-like figure of Ling Pengyun's grandson Ling Wanhan.
(End of this chapter)