Eight Thousand Seven Hundred and Eighty-One Opportunities

"By the way, let me remind you of one thing. Try to keep the number of people at around 100. Don't let your team have too many people. Having more people and gathering together does not mean that it will be safer." When Grandpa Xingchen was about to take Tang Yu and his party away, he thought of something else and couldn't help but remind them again.

Then, Grandpa Xingchen didn't give these Gushashan practitioners any chance to react, and he took the lead and continued to fly in a certain direction.

Tang Yu and his party naturally followed immediately, leaving a group of Gushashan practitioners looking at each other.

The practitioners of Gushashan didn't quite understand what Grandpa Xingchen meant by this sentence, and their faces were all at a loss.

"What do you think Elder Xingchen means? Why don't we gather more than 100 people?" Someone couldn't help asking.

"Maybe Elder Xingchen knows that our temporary team is the most likely to have conflicts. If conflicts arise in such a world, and then fight, the result will be troublesome."

Someone thought about it and explained.

"Everyone should stick together for warmth now. Only idiots will deliberately create conflicts with others, right?" Someone said with disdain.

But as soon as the man finished speaking, a group of cold snorts of ridicule were heard:

"Haha! Don't think too highly of ourselves. If we really encounter any resources, it's a good thing that we don't fight directly."

"That's right! According to Elder Xingchen, our next task is to plunder the resources of this world as much as possible. When there are too many resources, the benefits will be unevenly distributed, and someone will definitely feel unhappy. What if..."

"Wait a minute, stop arguing. Elder Xingchen is right. We really can't gather too many people. It hasn't happened yet! Why are you arguing! In addition, I want to say that we have been here for so long, have you found any resources?"

"Hiss"

As soon as the man finished speaking, all the practitioners present were dumbfounded, and then the image of a stupid donkey suddenly appeared in their minds, and they felt that they were this stupid donkey.

This damn resource hasn't been encountered yet! They started to quarrel, which was obviously the starting point of the conflict. It would be strange if nothing happened.

This is like a couple who accidentally bought a lottery ticket, and then inexplicably discussed what would happen if they won five million.

However, as they chatted, they fought because of unfair distribution, and finally got divorced.

However!

The lottery ticket is still a lottery ticket. There was no winner at all, and the five million did not exist. It was just a fantasy of the two.

The cultivators in Gusha Mountain are in the same situation now.

There are no so-called resources at all, but they started to quarrel because of the problem of resource allocation. Isn’t this stupid?

So next, this group of cultivators began to distribute resources very self-awarely. Their number has exceeded one hundred. According to the words of Grandpa Xingchen, they need to become at least two teams.

But!

This group of cultivators realized that if they really encountered any resources when they stayed together, there would definitely be conflicts. In order to avoid such conflicts, more than one hundred people were finally divided into four teams, and the largest team had fifty people.

Most of these fifty people are human.

The remaining teams, some with more than ten and some with only a few, are definitely very strong. They are all demon beast practitioners, and the principle of distribution is also based on whether there will be conflicts of interest between their respective races.

If there are practitioners from the Fengyu tribe at this time, it is estimated that everyone present will rush to choose to cooperate with the Fengyu tribe.

Why?

Of course, it is because the Fengyu tribe has no conflicts of interest with them at all. The resources they need are not needed by the Fengyu tribe, and the things the Fengyu tribe needs are completely useless to them. When there are really any resources that need to be distributed, they can be distributed according to demand. It is too simple.

The Gushashan practitioners, who were divided into four teams, subconsciously chose to leave from the direction where Tang Yu and his group left, but they deviated slightly and did not completely follow behind them. Otherwise, if they encountered resources, the people who left first would definitely grab the resources first!

Although no one has encountered the resources they need in the Black Evil Land so far, everyone believes that there must be resources they need in this world. After all, the surroundings are all wrapped in the energy containing the breath of the Red Evil Demon Fairy, and the sight range is pitifully small. It is not an easy thing to find resources in this situation.

Maybe a powerful spiritual plant is less than 500 meters away from them, but because they can't see it, they ignore it directly. It is not impossible.

Even if there are really no resources they need, as long as it is something with energy, they will take it away. This is the best way to weaken the power of the rules of the heaven in this world. Maybe the rules of the heaven in Gusha Mountain will know what each of them has done after swallowing this world, and give them generous rewards!

And Tang Yu and his group, who had already left, had flown far away at this time.

Old Master Xingchen had a melancholy expression on his face, and he kept looking at Chaos Eagle Clone and Tang Yu, as if he had something to say.

Tang Yu wanted Old Master Xingchen to speak directly several times, but seeing the old man's look, he still held back. But now Tang Yu really couldn't help it, so he said directly: "Old Master, just say what you want to say? Don't be so embarrassed!"

"Tang kid, is what your Xiao Cang just said true? As long as the resources of this world are taken away and the practitioners of this world are killed, the strength of the rules of heaven in this world can be weakened?" Although these words were said by Old Master Xingchen himself, he didn't believe it, so he couldn't help asking.

"Of course it's true." Chaos Eagle Clone said with dissatisfaction.

"That's good, that's good!" Old Master Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint smile on his face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The Chaos Eagle clone was quite arrogant. With a snort, it suddenly spread its wings and flew into the sky, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

In such a world, the Chaos Eagle clone had a heavy mission to protect the personal safety of Tang Yu and his party, but now this guy suddenly flew away, and Tang Yu and others naturally felt a little uneasy.

Old Master Xingchen was even more confused and asked hesitantly: "Why did this guy fly away? Did I say something that made him unhappy?"

"No way! This little Cang has a very good personality. It's impossible for him to be unhappy because of such a small thing." Chu Xinqi didn't deliberately argue with Old Master Xingchen this time. She cooperated with Old Master Xingchen and praised the Chaos Eagle clone seriously.

Feng Youqin couldn't help rolling her eyes. How could she not know Chu Xinqi's plan? This guy was also a little uneasy in his heart, so he deliberately flattered the Chaos Eagle clone, hoping that this guy could return to their side again and continue to protect them.

Old Master Xingchen also guessed Chu Xinqi's plan. His mouth twitched and a black line flashed across his face, but he didn't say anything nonsense. He nodded affirmatively and continued to flatter.

Wang Hunyuan and others also realized this, so they all happily talked about the various good things about the Chaos Eagle Clone, as if they would die in this world without the Chaos Eagle Clone.