Knocking on the bamboo pole of the palm sect hard, Fang Lie could be regarded as letting out a bad breath. The mood was extremely happy, now that everything had been decided, Fang Lie naturally had to shift his focus to cultivation.

First of all, he invited Qilong Zhenren and Shumei Zhenren over, arranged what happened after he left, and then rushed to Momen non-stop.

After Fang Lie left, Mr. Shumei and Qilong Zhenren became the masterminds of the local area, governing hundreds of thousands of people, controlling the flow of hundreds of millions of spirit stones every day, and suddenly became the overlord of the party.

Eight people ago, but they never dreamed that there would be today.

At the beginning, although they were the strongest of the Wind Tribulation True People, they were so miserable that it was difficult to even ensure the needs of subsequent cultivation.

But now it's completely different, with so many people under his command, trivial matters can be left to the subordinates, and they just need to cultivate wholeheartedly.

As for the treatment, it is naturally staggeringly high, according to the rules, the head of the Iron Wall Jincheng can receive a net profit of 10%.

And now the leader is eight of them, eight people divided into one, which seems to be a small number, but in fact, it is an extremely large number.

You must know that even when the Bai family was in power, when they were so corrupt, there were hundreds of thousands of small spirit beads every year here!

And now it has to be multiplied several times, on average, each of them has an income of five or six thousand small spirit beads per year.

That's an unknown number of times more than they used to be.

And the most important thing is that these incomes are really the same as white pickups, the iron-walled Jincheng is solid, and there is the support of Momen and Renziling behind it, almost no one dares to make trouble, and their so-called sitting in the town is only a deterrent, and it is almost impossible to make a move.

In other words, just by cultivating here, they could get the benefits of so many spirit beads for nothing.

In addition, as leaders, they also have many benefits, such as the best cultivation location, mobilizing the spiritual energy enrichment place specially provided by the city's large array, so that their cultivation speed can be greatly increased.

In addition, you can use the identity of the head to purchase a certain amount of cultivation resources at a low price, including pills, and some divine materials that are special to this place.

In addition, because they belong to Fang Lie's command, they are also considered to be the guests of Momen, and they are eligible to buy Momen's special organ treasures.

You must know that Momen's organ treasure ships and puppets are the strongest in the world, and they are in short supply, and others have to go through the door if they want to buy them, spending several times the high price, and they only need the internal price, which is too cheap.

Eight real people, who have followed Fang Lie for only half a year, have a stable position and a nest, and their value has skyrocketed by more than ten times, and there are no dangers in several battles, such a good thing, in the eyes of the monks of Wanxinghai, is no less than a big adventure!

Therefore, the eight real people were extremely grateful to Fang Lie. At the beginning, they were still skeptical, and they had planned to leave as soon as something was wrong, but now, even if they are driven away, they will not leave.

Moreover, they also wrote letters to their relatives and friends, showing off their current status, and at the same time promoting Fang Lie's name of benevolence and righteousness.

Because they all knew that Fang Lie was a hidden dragon, once the time was ripe, he would definitely soar into the sky, and at that time, he would definitely need people by his side.

They are now paving the way for Fang Lie's rise, and when the time comes, as long as a letter passes, they can gather their relatives and friends over and hug Fang Lie's big thick legs together!

After the letters of the eight real people were sent back, they immediately set off a stormy wave in the Ten Thousand Star Sea, and everyone was shocked by Fang Lie's strong rise.

Although most people just sigh, there are also many people who have strange thoughts in their hearts.

They are all unsatisfactory characters in Wanxinghai, and they are not even as good as Mr. Mei and Qilong Zhenren, but they can gain a foothold in the crisis-ridden Wanxinghai, and they all have a skill.

Since these eight people could get such huge benefits in Fang Lie's hands, they naturally thought of themselves, if they could really control a big city like the Iron Wall Golden City, even if they were not the leaders, they were just high-level stewards, they would definitely be much stronger than fighting in a chaotic place like Wanxinghai!

As a result, the monks who wanted to take refuge went to Qingyu Island one after another, and almost annoyed the fire Wufang who built a large array there.

There are even some people who have a relationship with eight real people, and they simply came to the Iron Wall Golden City, clearly revealing their intention to take refuge.

The eight real people had no right to call the shots, but Fang Lie was not there, and he was already in retreat at this time, so it was not easy to disturb him directly, so he simply settled down first, anyway, as the head of the Iron Wall Golden City, they also had the right to recruit his subordinates.

But in any case, the placement of these people has made Tiebi Jincheng have a bunch of wind robbery masters, making the middle management more substantial.

Let's say that after Fang Lie returned to Momen, he was immediately summoned by Mo Qianxun. The old guy didn't even care about etiquette, and directly begged for the essence of the gods.

Fang Lie was helpless, so he threw the two-foot-three-inch divine essence over.

Mo Qianxun took it, probed it carefully, and said with emotion: "In history, the divine essence has come out six times, the demon path accounts for four, and the righteous path is only two. I didn't expect that this time it was a pair, but unfortunately, I could only get a small one~"

Mo Qianxun then said unwillingly: "Fang Lie, your strength is too poor, it's useless to ask for too big divine essence, it's better to give me the big one, you want the small one, right?"

"Who said it was useless?" Fang Lie immediately alerted: "Don't fool me, the size of the divine essence is related to the problem of transformation efficiency, the difference between three feet and two feet and three inches is not a little bit and a half, but a matter of one or two times, I won't give you the big one!"

"Damn, you Qi Sea Cultivator, why do you want such a big deal? Isn't this a waste?" Mo Qianxun said angrily.

"Wrong~" Fang Lie said proudly: "It's a waste for you, such a divine thing, how can you choose the master just to look at the cultivation?"

"What are you looking at if you don't look at cultivation?" Mo Qianxun was stunned at that time.

"Naturally, it's about looking at the potential!" Fang Lie said with disdain: "Just your little bit of golden pond qi sea, it's just a thousand miles, it's a waste to give you two feet of divine essence, are you embarrassed to ask me for a big one?"

"I'm damn it~" Mo Qianxun immediately became angry, and couldn't help but say sadly: "Do you know what you're talking about? Lao Tzu is a half-immortal, and he has been cultivating for thousands of years before he has accumulated a thousand miles of gold pool, and he was even despised by you rabbit cub! I want to ask, how much can you kid have in the gold pool?"

"At least 100,000 miles away, right?, otherwise I'm embarrassed to live~" Fang Lie said with disdain on his face.

When Mo Qianxun heard this, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Even in ancient times, it was only the top monks who could do it, and in modern times, not to mention 100,000 li, 50,000 li of gold ponds are rare.

And the half-immortal monk is just asking for a thousand miles of golden pools!

Fang Lie, this kid, is really a big dog, he dares to say anything!

However, people have the support of the benevolent word order, and Mo Qianxun has no choice but to scold him hatefully: "Boy, I want to see if you can respond with your heart!"

After speaking, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with Fang Lie, and directly waved his sleeves and moved Fang Lie out.

After sending Fang Lie away, Mo Qianxun suddenly frowned, and said, "Isn't that right? Fang Lie, this bastard boy is certainly hateful, but he never lies? Is he really sure that he can achieve a hundred thousand miles of gold pool? Obediently, how high is his achievement? Even my precious daughter is far inferior! That's it, that's it, if this kid really has such a day, Lao Tzu will marry his daughter to him, and I believe that no one will say anything else." Let's look at his creation!"

After speaking, Mo Qianxun entered the secret room with the essence of the gods and began to refine his own special magic weapon.

And after Fang Lie was fanned out by Mo Qianxun's sleeve, he found himself in front of a large continuous tall building.

Then, Mo Wanfang came to Fang Lie out of nowhere and said with a smile: "You came so fast!"

Fang Lie was angry and said hatefully: "I was fanned by your father's sleeve, can I not be happy?"

"This~" Mo Wanfang suddenly showed a look of crying and laughing.

This way of giving people away is very rude, and it can even be said to be a disguised punishment. Fang Lie was obviously treated like this because he was in charge of the sect.

Mo Wanfang naturally didn't say that his father was not, so he could only pretend to be stupid and say: "Okay, okay, it's good to come, we have already prepared a qiē, just waiting for you!"

With that, Mo Wanfang took Fang Lie to a building, which turned out to be a huge storehouse dedicated to storing all kinds of elixirs.

Because it supplies the needs of millions of people in the entire Momen, the number is naturally amazing.

Especially now, in order to squeeze Fang Lie to the maximum, Mo Qianxun did not hesitate to spend a huge amount of money to buy a large number of low-grade elixirs from other sects, and almost all of them were piled up here!

Looking at the mountains of various elixirs, Fang Lie's face turned green with anger, and he couldn't help but shout: "Don't take such a bully, are you using me as a puppet?"

"Do you work hard~" Mo Wanfang hurriedly persuaded: "Besides, let's divide it fifty-fifty, the more you do, the more you take, right?"

At this time, Fang Lie had nothing to say, after all, it was fifty-fifty points, and people were still working and consuming materials, so they couldn't say that they were exploited.

In desperation, Fang Lie had no choice but to sit honestly on the ground, and then stretched out his hands, condensing a ball of colorful flames of more than ten zhang in size in front of him, Nirvana Divine Fire.

Then, Fang Lie's mana urged, and piles of elixirs flew out, automatically calcining in the flames, and the impurities turned into ashes and flew away, leaving only the essence to condense into liquid. Then it fell into the jade bottle that had been prepared on the side.

A lot of elixirs finally got a drop of spiritual liquid, but the value of this drop of spiritual liquid has not been increased by many times.

Mo Wanfang watched from the side, not to mention how envious he was!