Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

Not only him, but also Yu Fengzheng from the Law Enforcement Hall, Tan Gu from the Spiritual Medicine Valley, and the other twelve pavilion masters were all alarmed and tried their best to transform into meteors and rush over.

The originally empty meeting hall became cramped after the elders took their seats.

Yu Fengzheng from the Law Enforcement Hall was always stern and serious. Because the use of the Star Palace token was a serious matter, he was the first to speak, "Why do we need to summon all the Yuncanghai Pavilion?"

Kunlun said nothing, but raised his hand. A drop of golden blood floated from his fingertips, and the round blood bead filled the air with a powerful and attractive scent.

It's divine blood!

It is the essence and blood of gods. Just one drop is enough to help cultivators be reborn, return to their original nature, and bring their bodies back to their original, pure and true state. They will have a bright future.

It is expected that all the elders present who are hundreds or thousands of years old are also tempted. This may be the key to ascending to heaven!

There was a gasp all around.

"Where did this come from?!"

"Is this thing real?!"

"This is indeed worthy of all the elders of the sect coming back to discuss!"

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"This thing was obtained from the secret realm of Zhongdu and originated from the altar of Zhongdu..." Kunlun spoke slowly, then grabbed the blood with his right hand.

"Is that a real altar? It hasn't appeared in tens of thousands of years."

The elders around were whispering to each other, all looking at the clenched hands.

That is a huge opportunity, who wouldn't be tempted?

Looking at the reactions of the elders around him, Kunlun waved his hand to create a scroll, extracting the images that emerged in the minds of those disciples and playing them on the canvas.

A quarter of an hour later.

There was deathly silence all around.

"Junior sister...is this true?" Lu Feng spoke first, his eyes slightly red, and his hands clenched into fists under his sleeves.

How dare they? How dare they!?

Even Yu Ci, who was following behind her master, was a little frightened. If the strange beasts she had encountered before were cruel, then these things were evil gods in human skin.

No humanity, taking pleasure in this, powerful and cruel...

"The Immortal Lord Yujing..." Yu Feng stopped talking. In his 1,300 years of life, he had seen the ups and downs of life, but he had never experienced such a great shock.

Finally, in the dull atmosphere, Kunlun spoke slowly in a steady and powerful voice: "Predecessors have paved the way for us to reveal the secrets of heaven. The illusion has not yet occurred. Everything can still be turned around. I hope you will encourage each other."

She released the divine blood from her hand, which stagnated in mid-air, hanging between the elders.

The final decision is up to them.

At this moment, the divine blood that had been so tempting just now suddenly became extremely heavy, and we looked at each other.

It's not that they don't have selfish motives, but under such circumstances, there is no room for selfish motives. Led by Lu Feng, they voted by raising their hands to fully support Kunlun, using it as a spearhead to defeat the enemy.

Then Yu Fengzheng, Tan Gu, the Twelve Pavilion Masters, the Seventy-two Peak Masters...

This move won the hearts of the elders of the Yuncanghai Pavilion. From that day on, the Yuncanghai Pavilion, which had always advocated that its disciples go out into the world to experience the secular world, closed its gates and no longer accepted disciples.

The disciples arrived at the flat-topped peak, and it was crowded with people. They didn't understand what was happening, but they still looked ahead firmly.

Even after this short meeting was over, some people were still stunned by the surprise news.

What? Unlimited pills!

What? I can choose any technique I want, and I can even ask the elders to help me choose?

What? Magical instruments don't require contribution points?

If it keeps burning like this, even a pavilion as big as Yuncanghai Pavilion won't be able to last for decades, right?

But the facts were right in front of them. Countless disciples cheered and rejoiced. Some, such as the sword cultivator from the Sword Pavilion, wore patched disciple uniforms and shed tears while holding their beloved swords.

God knows how much money they spend every year to maintain the Yun Sword and how many missions they have to carry out?

Now I can practice sword skills properly.

However, the joy did not last long before the elder on the stage made a sudden change...