I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 1281 The saint who talks about ppt

"I'll come first!" Huang Poji was the first to get ready.

He clicked twice on his device, and actually brought up a holographic image interface, which was about his life experience.

"Damn, he actually made a ppt?" Zhang Menglong was stunned, are all saints so curly?
"Damn it, I'm really convinced by this old six!"

"Huang Poji, you don't talk about martial arts!"

"Nima, is this all right?"

The remaining 10 saints hurriedly contacted their disciples, asking them to produce an extremely exquisite ppt in the shortest possible time.

"Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared!" Huang Poji cleared his throat, that would allow warriors in the realm of saints to rise to a higher level, how many years would it save him from struggling?
They have a total of 11 saints, but there are only five young people in that group, which means that they only have half the chance of being selected. Can't they show it well?
His plan was perfect, and soon attracted the attention of Xi Ningbing and the others.

"Little guys, my name is Huang Poji, I am 27 years old, male, married, and the current suzerain of the Huangji Sect. He is now at the pinnacle of Saint Realm. The sect is a first-rank sect with millions of disciples. There are more than 500 million volumes of various martial arts classics!"

"If you choose me as your teacher, I am confident that within 50 years your strength will rise to the peak of God-breaking, within 200 years you will reach the realm of transforming emptiness, and within 800 years you will reach the realm of round profoundness. You will become saints before the age of 5000!"

"Besides, during your cultivation period, I will let people fully protect your family so that you have no worries!"

"In my Huangjizong, there are countless handsome men and beauties, there is always a style that suits you!"

"Nimma, are you still playing this game?" Zhang Mengyu couldn't imagine that a saint would say such a thing in order to accept a disciple, it was absolutely amazing.

"Next, I will tell you about some turning points in my life that I have encountered in the past tens of thousands of years..."

Huang Poji spoke eloquently and emotionally for 10 minutes, but still seemed to be full of ideas.

"Ka Ka Ka!" Zhang Mengyu yelled to stop him, if he was allowed to continue talking, it would be endless, "Next, next!"

"I'm coming!" The second saint came out.

"Before I start my speech, I will show you my unique skill of Phoenix Wings and Sky Rising. This is the top martial artist in Stigmata Continent. I won't teach ordinary people at all. Look out!"

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"Being my disciple, I will give you 10 billion Holy Gold pocket money every year, and you can use the resources in the general sect. I also have a very beautiful little granddaughter who has recently reached the age of leaving the cabinet..."

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"I have 17 kingdoms under my name, as my student, I will give you the ownership of one kingdom..."

In order to compete for these five young men, these 11 sages have tried their best to throw all their cards. They have completely interpreted the word "incentive" to the extreme.

After the lecture, 11 people lined up and looked at them with earnest eyes, little stars could almost appear in those eyes.

Where are some young warriors here? This is a living demigod pill that can walk!

"Okay, they're done talking, you can choose for yourself!" Zhang Mengyu left the final choice to them, "You just choose the teacher that suits you best, don't be afraid of offending others, they are all very big people .”

Xi Ningbing and the others have never seen such a scene in their life. Eleven saints are rushing to accept them as disciples, and even the conditions offered cannot be described as generous. Some people even drew pictures of the future heirs of the sect Such pie.

Of course they knew that they didn't have such attractiveness and capital. What kind of benefits did Zhang Menglong give them to make them all so crazy?

"I am willing to worship Senior Huang Poji as my teacher!"

"Teacher Ye Tianhen, please accept my worship!"

……

In fact, they already had the answer when the saints introduced themselves just now. To them, the rich conditions are just a small point. Saints are more suitable for them.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, they are all my good students!"

It might be the first speech, and he was well prepared. Huang Poji won the favor of the two people. He almost laughed until his crow's feet appeared. He took out two barren-grade weapons on the spot and gave them to his two students. It is too discerning.

"Damn! You must practice your speech well in the future!" Those who were not selected were all downcast. Isn't it as simple as missing 500 million?

"Don't be discouraged if you didn't get a student. Zhang will also prepare a Holy Emperor Pill for each of you." Seeing the regretful eyes of the others, Zhang Mengyu immediately opened up the situation. It's best not to win people's hearts chance?
"Hahahaha, Master Zhang is too polite!"

"Don't be ashamed, don't be ashamed!"

Hearing this benefit, their last regrets disappeared. Although the Holy Emperor Pill cannot help them advance directly, it is also of great benefit to their martial arts realm. Anyway, they can't get it for nothing anyway. Too greedy.

"In that case, let's say goodbye here. I will send your rewards to you via Quantum Express in a few days."

"No rush, no rush."

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Zhang Mengyunhen and the others exchanged a few words of pleasantries, and then left alone with Xiaobai.

He took a day to refine those pills, and then sent them.

"Brother? Is it my turn now?" Xiaobai looked at Zhang Mengyu with big watery eyes, "I'll bring you tea, water, laundry, and quilts during this time, so asking for a pill is not too much, right?"

"It's been refined for you!" Zhang Menglong took out a brocade box.

"Brother, I love you!" Xiaobai took a bite with his hazy face in his arms. Next, as long as he finds a corpse of a monster, Xiaobai will not be far from regaining his physical body.

"Don't disgust me!" Zhang Mengyu slapped Xiaobai away, "I'm afraid it will be very difficult for you to regain your physical body in this situation. Because Xi Ningbing's soul has not dissipated, she can be resurrected so quickly. Your current The power of the soul, even if you get you a top-notch monster skeleton, the will left on the skeleton alone can destroy your remnant soul."

"Brother, I know there is a place where there are not only many ancient monsters, but even demon spirits. As long as you help me, I can definitely recover my soul power in a short time!" Xiaobai begged.

"Is it far?" Zhang Mengyu asked, "I made an appointment with someone to meet in St. Mark Dragon City. It's been almost half a year, and I don't want to miss the appointment."

"Not far, not far!" Xiaobai said, "It's only half a month from this place, and I can recover my soul power in half a year at most. When the time comes, we will rush there together, there will be plenty of time!"

"That's all right!" Anyway, Zhang Menglong has nothing to do even in St. Marked Dragon City. It's good to go to that place to see and see. Maybe there are other opportunities?

"What's the name of that place?"

"God Demon Creek!"

(End of this chapter)