Chapter 822 Congyun Mutual Aid Association
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When Ji Shaoli said this, everyone was shocked.
You know, the original 5 million contribution points of the first prize of the fish is already beyond the reach of most cultivators in their lifetime accumulation.
And in such a short time, the wealth can be doubled?
He Zhenghao was so shocked that he stood up on the spot: "Brother Ji, are you kidding?"
Ji Shaoli's face changed, and he said seriously: "How can Ji be a person who talks nonsense without any reason!"
He Zhenghao also felt that it was inappropriate, and bowed his hands to apologize: "It was my younger brother who was rude."
After Ji Shaoli's personal recognition again, the eyes of the cultivators present looked at each other and became a little hot.
At least 10 million contribution points, not to mention from Yunhai.
Even in the core state of the Immortal Alliance, he is considered a wealthy person.
"Brother Ji, don't keep us in suspense! What is the reason for calling us here today?"
"Yes, it can't be that you are showing off your wealth to us, right?"
Everyone was talking about it.
Ji Shaoli waved his hand, and everyone fell silent again.
All eyes were focused on him, waiting for Ji Shaoli to speak.
"The war is about to start, and the situation is unclear, so we need to make plans early."
"It is not enough for one person to face the changing situation. Therefore, we need to work together." Ji Shaoli said firmly.
The monks present looked at each other, wondering what this so-called "working together" meant.
"Help each other, unite as one. Share information, and share difficulties!" Ji Shaoli looked around and spoke loudly.
However, the people present were not young guys who would be bewitched by a few simple words.
They looked puzzled and waited for Ji Shaoli's next words.
"As a group, the higher the cultivation level of the members, the more beneficial it is to the group. I know that some people here cannot buy suitable skills because they are short of money. So their realm has been stagnant."
"And I just happen to have enough spare contribution points..."
At this point, some smart people present had guessed what Ji Shaoli was going to say next. But it was still a little unbelievable, staring at the other party.
"So, for any brother who is willing to join our [Mutual Aid Association], I can lend him the contribution points required to exchange for the skills."
"No interest, just pay it back slowly in the future. Even more, you can offset and reduce part of the debt by completing the tasks issued by the [Mutual Aid Association]. "
Although it is not free, the loan without collateral and interest also makes the monks present very excited.
"Since my current assets are limited, I have to consider all the brothers present. Therefore, the upper limit of contribution points that each person can borrow is temporarily set at 100,000!"
"Of course, as more tasks are completed in the [Mutual Aid Association], the upper limit that can be borrowed in the future will be higher. There will even be other preferential treatments..."
Ji Shaoli talked freely, explaining the various operating mechanisms of the [Mutual Aid Association].
"Joining the [Mutual Aid Association] does not require any compulsory signing of any contract. If you don't want to stay, you only need to pay off the debts in the association, and you can withdraw at any time."
"Borrowing contribution points does not require any low pressure or agreement."
"However, if there are malicious breakers of the rules, they should be killed by the brothers of the Mutual Aid Association!"
Ji Shaoli's face was solemn, and murderous aura was slightly revealed.
Many cultivators present secretly changed their color.
"I knew that you, Brother Ji, are not an ordinary person. You can actually come up with such a bold idea..."
"I'll join this [Mutual Aid Association]!"
The first person to respond was Pei Tuo, the garrison commander of Haitong Island and a perfect Jindan realm.
In the previous reincarnation, Li Fan had met him once.
This person has been in the Golden Core for more than ten years, but he has not yet accumulated enough contribution points to exchange for the Nascent Soul Technique. Not to mention finding a suitable cave to devour.
How can he not be anxious to waste such a good time?
This time he encountered a godsend opportunity, so he agreed on the spot without thinking.
Even if there are any restrictions and limitations in joining the [Mutual Aid Association], he will accept it!
If he can enter the Nascent Soul Realm one day earlier, his future life may be very different!
Ji Shaoli applauded and praised: "It's great! Don't worry, Pei Daoyou, as the second member of the [Mutual Aid Association]. I will definitely not treat you unfairly!"
The first member, of course, refers to Ji Shaoli himself.
Ji Shaoli's lips moved slightly, as if he was saying something to Pei Tuo.
After hearing this, Pei Tuo's body shook violently, his face was full of disbelief, and he stared at Ji Shaoli.
Ji Shaoli smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to interrupt the other party's words.
However, the extremely excited expression on Pei Tuo's face could not be hidden from everyone present.
He stood up and sat down next to Ji Shaoli, turning his head to look at the monks who still had not made a choice.
Although everyone was very curious about what benefits Ji Shaoli promised.
But they were not directly overwhelmed and clamored to join the mutual aid association.
After all, no one dared to guarantee whether Pei Tuo and Ji Shaoli had teamed up to act out a play.
During the hesitation, no one else spoke.
Ji Shaoli was not in a hurry, but said softly: "There is no rush. When you decide, you can come to me again."
"But there are some ugly words to say in advance."
"Those who join first will have preferential treatment in all aspects. The later you join, the more you may have to work hard to get what you could have gotten for free."
Although the words were vague, there was a sense of coercion.
After the banquet ended, a total of six monks, including Petuo, chose to join the [Mutual Aid Association] first.
"Fellow Daoist He, don't you think about it anymore?"
Ji Shaoli looked at He Zhenghao who was about to leave and asked with a smile.
"Brother Ji, don't worry. I'll think about it when I get back. I'll give you an answer soon!" He Zhenghao vowed.
Ji Shaoli didn't force it.
After the other monks dispersed, Ji Shaoli looked at the six monks who remained.
Two Golden Elixir and four Foundation Establishment.
Restart the [Taihuang Eight Extremes Dragon-Slaying Formation] and seal the island.
Ji Shaoli looked at the few people and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good. You guys are the elders of our [Mutual Aid Association]."
"Fellow Daoist Ji, do we really not have any contractual restrictions in this mutual aid association?" asked Xiang Xin, another middle-stage Jindan monk among the six.
Ji Shaoli smiled: "What constraints are more solid and reliable than the interests themselves? I said, the original intention of creating the mutual aid association is for everyone to help each other and survive the disaster."
Xiang Xin nodded without answering.
The rest of the people also remained silent and noncommittal.
Only Pei Tuo could no longer hold back.
After receiving permission from Ji Shaoli's eyes, he couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Ji, you said before that you would provide me with information about an unowned Nascent Soul Cave..."
"Is it true or false?"