Chapter 146: Ancestral Spirit Demon Pill (I)

What did Wu Luo see?

On the third layer, there are actually thirteen stages of innate divine wood! Such a precious thing, here in the wooden shrine, is still wrapped in a straw burden, and it is placed at the bottom very casually.

Although the gods such as the Innate Divine Tree, the Innate Divine Tree, and the Innate Divine Stone also need to be coincidental to form the Heavenly Mandate Divine Rune under extremely harsh conditions, these materials themselves are the best spiritual rune raw materials, and for a talisman like Wu Luo, they have an irresistible Y force.

Wu Luo decided not to pretend, so he unceremoniously took over the burden: "Thank you so much." ”

He helped Mu Shenzuka subdue Qiong Twelve, injured Qiongtong, and said that it was polite to help a lot, and it was a great help. This means that Wu Luo's righteousness is strong.

Although the Pengjing Divine Tree King said that he would be able to give birth to a "Natural Divine Tree" in the future, after all, the current level was not enough, and he could only produce ordinary divine branches.

Wu Luo easily put the burden into the "Land of Abundance", and Qi Heng and the high priest's eyelids jumped sharply: the storage space is a big road in Zhongzhou, but it is an extremely rare magical power in Dongtu. Only the demon clan with this kind of supernatural power can refine the exotic treasure with the storage function. This kind of strange treasure is a sky-high price in the eastern soil, and the wood god mound has been lonely for many years, where can I afford this kind of luxury?

Seeing Wu Luo's hand, Qi Heng and the high priest thought that he was carrying a strange treasure with a storage function, and they were suddenly disheartened: If you want to recruit someone with this kind of treasure, the price must not be low, I don't know if Mu Shenzuka can offer satisfactory conditions.

In general, the Eastern Earth Demon Clan is more straightforward than the Human Race. It's like Qi Heng and the high priest, they are all scheming people in the demon clan, but when they came to recruit Wu Luo, they were straight to the point without beating around the bush.

In the eyes of the demon clan, to talk about conditions is to talk about conditions, if it is suitable, you can cooperate, and if it is not suitable, you can pull it down. There will be many inexplicable excuses attached to it like the Terrans.

Qi Heng and the high priest looked at each other, deeply worried.

In the end, the high priest considered it, and temporarily raised the price by one level too high: "Sir, we are going to ask Mr. to be the priest of our wooden shrine, and his status is second only to me, how about it?"

Wu Luo doesn't care about what status, he is a human race, and it is a cameo to come to the demon clan, and it is only right to return to Zhongzhou after getting enough benefits.

Therefore, after the high priest finished speaking, Wu Luo's face was still indifferent.

The high priest and Qi Heng chuckled in their hearts, extremely disappointed, and secretly thought that it would not be possible.

It is impossible to invite Wu Luo to be the high priest, and giving Wu Luo the status of a priest is already very good for showing sincerity. Wu Luo was still unmoved, which could only show one point: Wu Luo was not interested in the wood god mound at all.

The two of them were desperate, and they were already mentally prepared to hear the words of rejection from Wu Luo's mouth, but they didn't expect Wu Luo to ask, "How is the treatment of this priest?"

The two old foxes were stunned for a moment: What do you mean? Is it still possible?

The high priest knew that this was the last chance, and he had temporarily raised the price once just now, but Wu Luo was unmoved, this time he could only raise it again, and he had to grasp it.

He gritted his teeth: "For all the entries in the Wood Temple, Mr. can take one-fiftieth of it." ”

Wu Luo was suddenly a little disappointed: "It's only a little bit like this......"

The High Priest and Qi Heng almost fell on their heads: That's it! There are hundreds of disciples in the entire Mushen Tomb, and you alone can take one-fiftieth, which is not too little!

The daily expenses required by a huge shrine are all big and scary, first of all, a fixed amount of income must be left every month as a backup, and then the various defensive losses around the shrine need to be replaced, and the consumption of the disciples in charge of refining the elixir in the shrine is also very huge, and some aging buildings need to be repaired and so on.

Even if it is a high priest, the income distributed in a month is only 1% of the total income of the shrine, and the income of the three priests is 1% of the total income of the shrine.

As for ordinary disciples, they can only get one thousandth.

And the wooden shrine is already quite kind in this regard. Many ordinary disciples of the shrine can only get one-ten-thousandth of the income of the shrine.

Wu Luo alone, just take one-fiftieth, he is too little.

Qi Heng smiled bitterly: "Mr. has just come out of the magic mountain, and he may not know much about the situation of the shrine, even if you go to other shrines, you will not be given more than us." ”

Wu Luo moaned his chin and felt a little disbelieving: "Really?

Wu Luo is not a child, and he cares about this benefit. At least from the value of Qi Yuan and Qi Heng's two gifts, it can be seen that Dongtu is rich in products. At this time, bargaining, even to fight for a little more share, is likely to be an extremely huge benefit.

Qi Heng still smiled bitterly: "Sir, it's really like this, even the high priest can only be one percent." ”

"This ......" Wu Luo was a little embarrassed, he took twice as much as the high priest.

He hesitated, and the high priest thought that he still refused to agree, so he gritted his teeth fiercely: "That's it, sir, you are three times as much as mine, you really can't have more, and no matter how many shrines there are, they won't be able to operate." ”

Wu Luo smiled slightly: "Cheng J!"

......

According to legend, there is a kind of god yao, called "Jin jī does not pour pills", the effect of which can only be understood, and it is difficult to say. Men and women who understand the meaning will make a cheap smile with a relationship.

As soon as the news of Wu Luo's joining the Kijin Tsuka was announced, all the disciples of the Kijin Tsukasa immediately became as excited as if everyone had fed the Golden Jī No Pour Pill into their mouths.

As for Wu Luo alone, he will get three times the income of the High Priest, and no one cares about it at all.

Wu Luo rescued the old crow Ah Hei and defeated the bone flute Qiongtong, all the disciples present had already worshiped Wu Luo as a god, and they didn't see it with their own eyes, and they felt even more regretful after listening to the narrative.

Now, such a powerful master of wood god power is willing to stay in the wood god mound, and in the entire wood god mound, almost no one is jealous, it is completely lucky. With Wu Luo, sooner or later, the Wood God Tomb will drive the Night Feather God Tomb out of the Sunset Wasteland.

The only thing that is not happy is that Qi won.

He originally relied on the high priest as a backer, and he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart, but he didn't think that after Du Wuluo joined the wooden shrine, the treatment was still above the high priest. Although the status is still below the high priest, this treatment can also be seen that the high priest attaches great importance to Wu Luo.

When the entire wooden shrine was celebrating, only Qi Sheng hid in his stone house and drank wine silently.

(Recently, I adjusted my status, and I was ready to start speeding up, although it won't be as crazy as it was at the beginning, and it should be about 10,000 words a day.) ）