World of Cultivation

When Lei Peng and the others came back, Zuo Mo was discussing the city construction design with the three of them. Zuo Mo, who had never participated in the construction of a city, was very interested in this, and in his plan, the newly built city would play a vital role.

For the three of them, designing a strong town that could resist the golden elixir cultivators was something they had never done before, and their interest was quite high. As for whether the designed plan will be too difficult to be built, let the bosses have the headache, they will only focus on the design.

"What is the use of this beacon tower?" Zuo Mo asked, pointing to the design.

"It is mainly used to warn allies. In addition, it can accommodate twenty cultivators, and its spiritual shield can provide protection for cultivators. Cultivators can stand on it and attack enemies with confidence."

"But don't you think it's too small?"

"It can accommodate twenty people, so it's not too small."

"Small, too small. It must be able to accommodate at least fifty cultivators, so that it can have combat effectiveness. Also, we don't need the fire altar. Anyway, we are just one city, so we don't need to warn others."

"If there is no fire altar, is it still called a beacon tower?"

"We can give it another name. For example, Jiange, what do you think?" Zuo Mo asked with interest.

The three of them were speechless.

Zuo Mo's opinion is obviously not finished yet: "Your plan is quite good, but it is too conservative. Pure defense cannot withstand the enemy's attack. The golden elixir cultivator recovers spiritual power faster than us. He can't attack one day, and the next day It will come again and continue to attack for ten days or a month, do you think we can stop it?"

The three of them were speechless again.

One of them was unconvinced and said: "Golden elixir cultivators harass and attack the city. No city in the small mountain world can stop them."

"It didn't happen before, but it will happen soon." Zuo Mo glanced at the other party, and then added: "If it doesn't happen by then, we will all die."

The three of them suddenly started sweating profusely and felt despair in their hearts. God, who did the boss offend? etc! Golden elixir! A person suddenly flashed in their hearts, Mingxiao Ancestor! There is only one golden elixir cultivator in Xiaoshan Realm.

"Ancestor Mingxiao?" someone asked tremblingly.

Zuo Mo smiled and said, "You guessed it right."

The three people's faces were ashen, and Zuo Mo's smile was so hateful in their eyes, more hateful than a demon. They were so regretful that their intestines were green. Although their lives were miserable before, at least they would not lose their lives.

"Okay, everyone." Zuo Mo clapped his hands: "Cheer up. I know you must be like me and don't want to die. So cheer up, use your strongest imagination, and give A more feasible solution.”

Although one of them had a look of despair, he still managed to maintain a minimum of composure: "Boss, you can't defend yourself against a golden elixir cultivator."

"What should we do?" Zuo Mo asked, spreading his hands.

The man gritted his teeth and said, "If I can't prevent him, maybe I can find a way to kill him!"

"You're crazy!" screamed the other two.

"Go on." Zuo Mo was surprised and had an unexpected look on his face.

The man's face turned pale, but his eyes shone with a crazy light: "Although the golden elixir cultivators are very powerful, they are not without weaknesses. They are too proud and believe in their own strength. They will look down upon things that seem risky to us. .We can design a game, using the city as bait, and he is likely to be fooled."

"Impossible, he will see through our disguise."

"Golden elixir cultivators cannot be killed!"

The other two murmured as if in a fugue.

Zuo Mo looked the man up and down and asked, "What's your name?"

"Yuan Jiang, boss." The man replied respectfully.

"From today on, you will be the leader of three people." Zuo Mo then said to the other two people: "You will be his deputy. If anyone is disobedient, hum. If you go against the Golden Pill cultivator, you will die, but if you go against me, you will die now. He will die."

Their faces suddenly turned pale again, and they fell silent.

"Redesign a plan." Zuo Mo said to Yuan Jiang.

"Yes, boss!" Yuan Jiang said respectfully, he knew,

As long as he can seize this opportunity, his future will be limitless.

Gongsun Chai listened to everyone's reports. Xie Shan stood aside with a look of shame on his face. He also knew that he had gone too far this time. Exposing yourself to the public too early is not a good thing for them.

"Oh, that's it." Gongsun Cha raised his head, showed a shy smile, and said gently: "It doesn't matter."

Xie Shan felt relieved.

"but"

Xie Shan's heart suddenly picked up again.

"Since this is your fault, you have to do it yourself." Gongsun Cha immediately said to himself, "Well, this is a good opportunity and cannot be wasted."

The young lady's soliloquy made everyone confused and confused.

"The Mingxiao Sect is definitely tracking your traces now. Although you have covered it up very well, it is estimated that they will not have to spend much effort to find this. Your mission now is to block and disrupt their pursuit."

Everyone's faces suddenly showed excitement. Wouldn't this give them another chance to fight?

The corner of Gongsun Cha's mouth curled up with an imperceptible arc: "Each of you will lead a song and carry out the blocking mission."

"Ah! Are you going to bring those new people with you?"

Everyone who had been excited just now suddenly became numb. They realized what a blocking mission, it turned out to be a nanny mission. Thinking about bringing a large number of newcomers who knew nothing, everyone including Zong Ru had a sad face.

They are very happy to let them fight, but no one is willing to let them be nannies.

"Why, you don't want to?" Gongsun Cha grinned.

Everyone below felt a chill in their hearts, and everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Yes, how could I not be willing? With a group of people, how majestic, haha!" Lei Peng's laughter was like crying.

"I'm very willing, very willing!" Nian Lu also echoed repeatedly, fearing that if he were not careful, he would be targeted by the little girl, which would really make him lose his skin.

Seeing his mother's eyes glancing in his direction, Ma Fan quickly jumped out and said, "I would like to be the first to fight."

The others were immediately annoyed. Why weren't they the first to take the initiative? Bastard Ma Fan's brain is getting better and better, and the core is not in vain!

For a time, everyone asked for a fight.

Gongsun Cha smiled shyly and said weakly: "Be careful."

When everyone heard this, they immediately turned into birds and scattered, as if they had been granted amnesty, and went to pick out people in a hurry.

Zuo Mo felt that he was suddenly a lot busier. The cultivators he brought this time were all people with special skills, and many of them needed to be sorted out by him personally. But before that, the first thing he wanted to see was Bao Yi, who was planning the operation.

"Boss!" Bao Yi saluted respectfully.

When he saw Zuo Mo for the first time, he was shocked. No matter how you look at it, this boss is just a boy under twenty years old. The more shocked I was, the less I dared to neglect. At such a young age, he was able to recruit such a large group of people, and his powerful methods were definitely not something that a small businessman like himself could underestimate.

And then after walking around the camp, his surprise became more and more intense. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this camp is crude and crude, but in the eyes of Bao Yi, who is well-informed, there are too many places here that exude an unusual flavor.

For example, the date core ship is a rare crystal magic weapon. For example, the female cultivator next to the boss and the three iron guards who were all covered in golden spiritual armor were all unfathomable.

The first task he received was to sort out the warehouse.

He is very dedicated to this task, and the warehouse can reflect to a certain extent how rich the boss's wealth is.

The warehouse is a cave that is very tightly guarded, with two whole cultivators guarding it. When he entered the deep cave and saw the mountains of magic weapons, he was completely stunned. At that moment, he felt all the blood in his body suddenly rush into his head.

Oh my God! For the first time, he saw all kinds of magic weapons piled into a hill like garbage.

There was no one to sort it out, no one to protect it. Bao Yi's first thought when he came back to his senses was that he was a prodigal, he was really a prodigal!

Then, he began to sort out the magic weapons day and night. He sorted and sorted the magic weapons by type and grade. When Zuo Mo entered the warehouse and saw the orderly and brand-new warehouse, he was quite satisfied.

"Thank you for your hard work," Zuo Mo said.

"This is a matter within my subordinates' duty." Bao Yi said quickly.

This guy is quite capable, Zuo Mo thought. Although he is naturally interested in business, it is obvious that he will not have time in the future.

"You take charge of the warehouse and military supplies first." Zuo Mo gave him reassurance. Nowadays, there are more and more people, and it is difficult for Zuo Mobei to manage them. The training and fighting of the cultivators in the camp are done by Junior Brother Gongsun. But tasks like material supply are extremely cumbersome. He and Junior Brother Gongsun both have headaches. As for Junior Brother Cheng, that idiot can't be counted on.

Bao Yi was overjoyed: "Thank you boss for cultivating me!"

Being in charge of warehouses and military supplies is a lucrative job. What he values ​​more is the importance of this position. From then on, he didn't need to worry about his status in this group.

"Do it well." Zuo Mo encouraged him and walked out of the warehouse without touching his feet.

Bao Yi's position was very easy to arrange, because no one else could do that job except him. But other people's arrangements made Zuo Mo feel quite troubled.

The skills they are good at are very mixed, and some are even very partial. Zuo Mo is not good now, how can they arrange it.

The only person he could ask for advice was Pu Yao.

"This is a question." Pu Yao thought for a while and said, "Maybe you can learn from some methods in our magic house."

"What can we do?" Zuo Mo became energetic.

"In some of our powerful magic houses, they will allocate part of the materials and money every year to those monsters with unique ideas to fund their research on new magic." Pu Yao said: "Of course, some necessary Reviews and assessments are inevitable.”

Zuo Mo's eyes lit up, this is a good idea.

Since these people don't know how to arrange it themselves, it's better to let them do it themselves, which saves them the trouble. As for supplies, of course they must be within the scope of our capabilities.

Zuo Mo needs a way to save his worries most now. If this continues, he feels that he will definitely not have time to practice.

It’s hard to be the boss these days!

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