Chapter 347: Sect Leader Long! Please Stay!
"This is the first time I feel so sorry for Brother Long. Look at him, he's almost crying."
"Hiss! A man who collects protection fees and looks so fierce and vicious is actually being bullied so badly."
"I have learned my lesson. If I can't beat someone who collects protection fees, I will join him!"
"Nonsense! What do you know? This is the template for the protagonist, you know? Look at those protagonists in cool novels, aren't they all so powerful that they attract people from all directions."
"Yes, Brother Long is here today to recruit new followers, not to collect protection fees."
"Long Aotian: MMP, I'd rather not be the protagonist, it's too bad."
The little Taoist priest’s live broadcast barrage was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Even the game forum had a post called "Long Ge's Protection Fee Live Broadcast Post", and everyone was discussing how many sects would join Guiyuan Sword Sect today.
Other sect leaders are having a headache trying to develop their sect's strength, such as Xu Ercong. The mortal players in the Nameless Valley currently only have some common basic Qi-nourishing skills to learn, and no other magic arts.
If there was no way to become an immortal, Xu Ercong would not have sent members of the exploration team to go undercover in the NPC sect and secretly learn martial arts.
Look at Long Aotian again. Even if it is a small sect, there must be at least a few incomplete immortal arts, right? He has taken over so many sects today. This must make Xu Ercong envious.
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"Master Long is too polite."
The leader of the Three Immortal Sect smiled and clapped his hands. The disciples brought up the spiritual stones and spiritual herbs that had been prepared long ago and handed them respectfully to Long Aotian.
Originally, the relationship between Guiyuan Sword Sect and the Three Immortal Sect was not too bad. When the previous leader of Guiyuan Sword Sect was alive, he often interacted with the leaders and elders of the Three Immortal Sect, and they would talk and exchange ideas whenever they had nothing to do.
Out of consideration for their past friendship, or perhaps because the Three Immortal Sect is the only normal immortal sect, Long Aotian insisted on taking only half of the protection fee.
"Actually, Sect Leader Long isn't that bad."
The head of the Three Immortal Sect watched the large group leave and sighed, "It's not easy to be a head. Head Long has no way to obtain spiritual stones and spiritual medicines, so he can only resort to this last resort."
"Hopefully, our modest financial support can help him through these difficult times."
"It's just hard for Sect Leader Long. He finally got out of here, but now there are so many mouths to feed in the sect. The pressure will be even greater in the future."
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Originally, these small sects had been coveting the Guiyuan Sword Sect's recent recruitment of disciples and wanted to join, but they had no excuse.
Today, Long Aotian came personally to "recruit disciples"!
Thanks to the cleverness of the leader of the Sancong Sect, he came up with a "choose one of two" method, and the small sects in the Yunzhong Mountains followed suit.
Perhaps a small sect with some strength like the Sanxian Sect would not choose to join the Guiyuan Sword Sect, but most of the small sects have their own difficulties in hiding.
Either the resources for cultivation are insufficient and it is difficult to continue; either the sect has few magical arts, its skills are incomplete, and its future is hopeless; or the sect has no masters to take charge, and cultivation cannot be peaceful.
Joining Guiyuan Sword Sect is not a wrong decision no matter how you look at it. At least you can listen to the Nascent Soul masters’ explanations of their cultivation insights every day, and you also have a powerful sect to back you up.
"Brother Long, where are we going next?"
The young Taoist priest glanced at the team behind him and whispered, "There are almost 2,000 people here. Why don't we call it a day?"
When they came out, the team size was just over a thousand, and in less than two hours, it was about to exceed two thousand!
The young Taoist priest was worried that by the time he returned to the sect after dark, he would definitely have the potential to break through three thousand.
God knows how many small sects are waiting for Guiyuan Sword Sect’s team on the road.
After thinking it over, Long Aotian felt that this was not a very reliable path.
We are here to collect protection fees, not to recruit disciples. Why are you all being forced to join Guiyuan Sword Sect?
It would be fine if they were just drilling, but most of them were semi-poor cultivators. Long Aotian was reluctant to drive them away, but there was no benefit in not driving them away.
"Forget it, let's go back to the sect."
Long Aotian sighed and decided to go home.
No, I won’t collect protection fees today!
Whether to collect it in the future will depend on the situation.
Long Aotian was scared.
He led a large army and began to prepare to leave the Yunzhong Mountains.
When they were halfway through their journey and almost at the entrance of the mountain range, they encountered a few monks who had caught up with their team, shouting as they chased them.
"Master Long! Please stay! I am a disciple of Qingyun Manor. My master wants to know why you haven't arrived yet? Are you lost? I am here to pick you up!"
"Master Long ! Please stay! I am a disciple of the Four Kings Sect! My master would like to invite you to come and have a chat!"
"Master Long! Please stay! I am..."
When Long Aotian looked back, it was worth it.
Wow, there is a group of cultivators behind him, some are riding the wind, some are riding the sword, and there is a group of disciples on the ground who are holding the magic spells and running fast.
What does it mean?
So it’s not enough for me to not collect the protection fee, and you guys won’t let me leave?
"Go, go, go, hurry up!"
Long Aotian panicked and took out a large teleportation scroll from his arms, tore open the scroll, and teleported directly back home with his sect disciples.
We can't stay here any longer. If we stay, the team's population will increase again.
There's already no rice in the sect, so you guys shouldn't come and join in the fun.
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Guiyuan Sword Sect.
A flash of white light, and two thousand people went home.
Disciple of Sancong Sect: "Master, what a great trick! This magic is too amazing!"
Disciple of the Eight Intentions Sword Sect: "Shrinking the Earth into an Inch is just like this, Master is really amazing!"
Yufeng Villa: "The leader of our family has extraordinary potential and will definitely become an immortal!"
The flattery continued, and most of the cultivators were surprised. They couldn't figure out what means Long Aotian used to bring them directly back to Guiyuan Sword Sect from the Yunzhong Mountains.
"Brother Long, the scroll will be used if you ask me to use it."
The young Taoist priest was admiring, but saw Long Aotian go back to the room without saying a word and lock himself in.
That back figure looks so desolate and lonely, as if the heart has been severely hurt, which makes people feel sympathy for it.
"Brother Long!"
The young Taoist wanted to chase after him to comfort Long Aotian, but the new disciples who had joined today had already surrounded him and were very enthusiastic.
"Senior Yuelun, when will the class start?"
"Teacher Yuelun, last time you said that the Tao can be spoken, but it is not the real Tao. I think it is very mysterious, but I still can't comprehend it."
"Senior Yuelun, I also have questions to ask you!"
The young Taoist priest was surrounded by monks and could not squeeze out. Moreover, there were several beautiful female disciples who kept looking at him, with charming eyes.
The young Taoist priest was immediately attracted. He coughed solemnly and said, "A new disciple has joined our sect. As an elder, I naturally have the obligation to answer his questions."
"Come, come, follow me, everyone, line up, don't push, let's go to Lundao Pond."
"After the lecture is over, you can have individual lessons. Female students are limited, male students should stay at the back."
The young Taoist priest led the large group away in a mighty manner, leaving Long Aotian alone locked in the room. Guitian felt sorry for his master, and as soon as he approached, he heard faint shouting coming from the room.
The master seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was arguing with himself.
"Master, is he possessed?"
Guitian was anxious and wanted to go in, but was stopped by Long Aotian's roar: "Guitian!"
"I'm here, Master."
"Go get me a bowl of lotus seed soup. I'm very angry today."
"Yes, Master."
Guitian left. In the room, Long Aotian calmed down his breath and continued to shout into the voice: "Xu Ercong, this is the magic that I exchanged my life for, and you only give me 60,000 points?"
"Do you think I, Long Aotian, am a man short of these 60,000?"
Xu Ercong's smiling voice came from the headset: "In exchange for your life? If you go out for a walk, a lot of monks will come to join you. Don't think I don't know."
"It's all spread on the forum now. The little Taoist priest helped you a lot. He is a signed member of my club and has a contract. I can recruit him back anytime."
Long Aotian was furious: "How dare you! He owes me a lot of points!"
Xu Ercong: "I can help him pay it back."
Long Aotian was discouraged: "Fifty thousand points, no less."
Xu Ercong: "Deal."
