They all got up to talk to the cultivator, all of them were extremely respectful and enthusiastic.
Although this cultivator at the stage of cultivating gods has reached his level, how has he ever been praised so much? Immediately, his face flushed with excitement, and he said to the Nascent Soul cultivator on the spot: "Ask your friends, if possible, let's all make a fortune together!"
A smug flash of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of that Nascent Soul cultivator, but he actually mentioned it here on purpose. That's not what his friend told him.
"Brother, try to bring as many casual practitioners here, but don't go in!"
"Why? Ancient ruins... How can such a good opportunity be missed?"
"Fart! Don't be ignorant, the ancient ruins are indeed real, but there are dangers everywhere! Not only are there many beasts that have lived for tens of thousands of years, but also a large number of organs ambushes. Damn, the sect that this ancient ruins used to be in He is definitely not a member of the righteous way, leaving a lot of institutions. Many of our people have died, otherwise, how could we openly recruit monks to come in and explore?"
"In that case... will someone hate me in the future?"
"What do you hate? Why do people who die inside hate you? Those who come out alive will definitely get corresponding benefits, so how can they hate you? At that time, you can also make a small profit. Don't say that brothers are good and don't miss you , but you must not follow in on the heat of the moment, remember!"
Thinking of what that brother said, the monk at the Nascent Soul stage felt chills in his heart. In his opinion, the real situation may be more serious than what the brother said. Otherwise, he would not be reminded again and again not to go in.
"What? Is there any difficulty?" The cultivator at the stage of cultivating gods frowned slightly, looking at some friends who were in a daze, feeling a little displeased.
"Ah... no, no." The Nascent Soul cultivator hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I'm afraid there will be danger there, and everyone will blame me in the future."
"I won't blame you!"
"I definitely won't blame you!"
"I must not blame you!"
"You are giving us a chance, how can we blame you?"
"Exploring ancient sites is inherently dangerous. If anyone feels scared, don't go. No one will blame you."
Before the cultivator at the cultivating stage could speak, everyone in the tavern began to speak.
"Then... that's fine." The Nascent Soul cultivator nodded and said, "Then I'll contact my friend now to see if I can arrange someone in."
As he spoke, he took out a sound transmission stone from his body and contacted that friend in public. When he mentioned that there were dozens of people, he hesitated for a while, and said: "There are a lot of people... Brother, you also know that this news will be released in two days, and by then... there should be no fewer people .But those people can only get some fairy crystals as a reward... "
"Brother, can't you think of a way? These are all my friends!" said the Nascent Soul cultivator.
Many people in the tavern gave him a thumbs up on the spot, praising him for being righteous.
In fact, most of the people present did not know him at all. But at this time, who would expose him
Chu Mo sat there quietly, and glanced at Wang Liang from the corner of his eyes, but saw that his face also showed emotion, as if he was yearning.
Chu Mo secretly said in his heart: It seems that this Dugu Mountain does not have a high status in the fairy world, and the resources it can get should be very limited. Otherwise, how could he be tempted by such an obvious trick
Then, from the side of the sound transmission stone, came the voice of the Nether Ancient Sect disciple: "Okay, I'll go and talk to the brother in charge of this matter, see if I can accommodate you, and wait for my news first."
Afterwards, the sound transmission stone was closed, and the tavern fell silent, and everyone waited nervously. I even lost interest in drinking.
Chu Mo didn't want to participate in this matter, resources... He really doesn't have much shortage, with the line of Spirit Pill Hall, his resources are enough to make the big clans in the heavens jealous, and he can see this matter clearly . It is a pit!
And Chu Mo believed that among the people present, he was not the only one who saw that this was a trap. But these people still jumped in without hesitation.
Why
Isn't it the resources for that little cultivation... and that chance that has a small chance but may appear
Thinking of this, Chu Mo sighed softly, stood up, and prepared to leave.
When he stood up, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, because everyone was waiting for the reply from the other side. Who would have thought that someone would want to leave
An anxious look flashed across the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivator who was in contact with the disciples of the Ancient Nether Sect. If he could pull one more person over, he might get more benefits. So at this time, he doesn't want anyone to leave here.
So, the moment Chu Mo stood up, the monk immediately called out: "This brother, go slowly."
"Huh?" Chu Mo frowned slightly, and looked back at him: "Are you calling me?"
"Hey, yes, what's your name brother?" The Nascent Soul cultivator smiled, "My surname is Chang, and my name is Xin."
"Oh, I just passed by here by chance, you guys are talking about you. I'm not very interested in this kind of thing." Chu Mo nodded at Chang Xin, then glanced at the others, turned and left.
A faint anger flashed in Chang Xin's eyes, he sat down unwillingly, and said angrily, "I really... don't know good people!"
"Brother, don't be as knowledgeable as that person, look at his clothes, which family he should belong to, maybe he doesn't lack this resource." Someone immediately persuaded.
"Yeah, he doesn't know good and bad, so don't pay attention to him!" Someone followed.
A smile appeared on Chang Xin's face again, and he sighed softly: "Being able to drink in a tavern is also a kind of fate. I don't just hope that we casual practitioners can have more money in their pockets."
"That's right, brother Chang is benefiting us!"
"We are very grateful to you brother!"
People said one after another.
At this time, the sound transmission stone on Chang Xin's body fluctuated, and Chang Xin opened the sound transmission stone, and the voice of the ancient Nether Sect disciple came: "Brother, I have asked for instructions, and my senior brother is very face-saving, but because Our ability is limited, and we can only give twenty places. If there are more... there is really nothing we can do!"
"Okay, it's already very good, thank you brother! I will definitely buy you a drink later!" The monk in the Nascent Soul Realm turned off the sound transmission stone, and then stretched out his hand and started counting the number of people.
At the end of the count, including him, there were twenty-one people who expressed their desire to explore the ancient site.
At this time, the atmosphere in the tavern became a bit more subtle, because all these people wanted to go. But there are only twenty places.
The monk in the Nascent Soul Realm smiled bitterly at last: "I proposed this matter, and I promised everyone. How about it, this time... I won't go in. It just so happens that I am timid..."
The other people in the tavern were immediately moved, and they didn't believe anything that was timid. What do people call this? This is the festival of high wind and bright!
I would rather not go by myself, but also give the opportunity to others!
Everyone knows there are dangers, but so what? If people are willing to give up this opportunity, it is to give them face.
The sound of praise at the moment resounded through the tavern.
At this time, someone suddenly said: "Fortunately, that guy just left, otherwise, it would be really difficult!"
"Hahahaha!" Everyone in the tavern couldn't help laughing.
At this time, Chu Mo was leaning outside the tavern, chatting with an old monk who set up a stall. The voices in the tavern reached his ears verbatim.
After hearing this, Chu Mo smiled slightly.
The old monk who set up a stall there laughed out loud, "A bunch of idiots."