The Strongest Master: I Have a Hundred Thousand Year Buff

Three more days passed, inside the hall of the Six Hao Zong.

"What? The Destiny Sect wants to trade disciples? Isn't that the middle-level sect in the northeast? How could they trade with us?" Zhang Mang asked in surprise.

"I'm also very confused about this, but it is indeed a transaction request, saying that a disciple with a double mood is to be used in exchange for a lot of our resources." said the elder in charge of the transaction.

"Such a cheap thing? How could it be possible?" Zhang Mang was even more surprised.

"It's not cheap, it may even be considered a loss, because this disciple is already in his fifties and has no increased value. He is asking for a teacher. It is estimated that the deal will come. I am afraid that he will be directly out of the teacher within two days. We are equivalent to A lot of resources were given away for nothing."

"What do you know, before we have reached a deal with the four low-level sects of the northern realm. We have no shortage of disciples or resources. We have already gotten out of the predicament, so what we have to do now is to improve my strength as soon as possible. One has a dual state of mind, do you know how important it is to me? It is likely to make me break through the dual state of mind!"

"Then, the deal?"

"Deal! A deal must be done! In addition, we must be good to them, and it is best to achieve long-term cooperation!"

"understand!"

"Hahaha! My six powerful sects are about to rise! I can finally break through!" Zhang Mang laughed happily

...

Three more days later, in the Great Hall of Joy Sect, Weiser was looking sadly at the elder in front of him.

"Feihongzong wants to trade resources? Or a lot of resources?"

"Yes, the price is not low, 80 Liangti ninth-class disciples, which is even higher than the price we gave to the upper family sect."

Weiser hesitated and said, "But...our resources have been traded with other sects for disciples during this period of time. Before, we also traded with Feihongzong for a second state of mind and gave them a lot of resources. Are they so short of resources?"

"It should be. I heard that there was a war in the Northwest Territory. Although it's not a big battle, it probably consumes a lot of resources."

"But we don’t have much resources anymore. Now the number of disciples is far more than before, and the demand for resources is much greater than before. Coupled with the successive transactions during this period, it is now basically the same. If we trade again, I’m afraid it will be Lack of resources." Weiser said distressedly.

"But... before Zhang Zong used the Second Mind for the purpose of trading that name, and also allowed me to reach a long-term cooperation with Feihongzong. This is the first transaction after the cooperation. If we refuse, I am afraid we will be regarded as playing Feihongzong. Let's play?"

Weiser sighed and said, "Yeah, this is a middle-level sect, and although it is in the northwest, it is actually not far from us. If it is really offended, then we will not end well... forget it. ! Deal! Big deal, we donate some disciples to the superior sect and trade some resources."

"Yes!"

...

Two days later, in the main hall of Xinzhaomen, Chang Yihe got up in anger, smashed the teacup on the table to pieces, and shouted, "Why! Why don't the upper-general sect don't contribute?! What about our resources?! How can we support so many disciples?!"

"What the upper sect said is that because this ranking ceremony is extremely tragic and resources are scarce, we can't accept our contribution." The elder said with a bitter face and whispered.

"Fart! A dignified middle-level sect with fixed resource input, how can it be that resources are scarce! This is an excuse!"

"Yes, the subordinates know it too, but... but the upper subordinate sect refuses to contribute, we can't help it."

"Then trade! Even if you lose money, you have to trade resources! Haven't you established long-term cooperation with so many sects before? Trade resources with them! We have too many disciples now, even if we lose money, it doesn't matter!" Chang Yihe hurriedly shouted

"I tried it a long time ago, but they didn't contact us at all."

"This... how is this possible? Are they not afraid to offend us?" Chang Yihe widened his eyes and said in surprise

"Head Sect, think about a way. The previous middle-level sect traded too many resources. We thought that there was an upper sect as the back road, but we didn't care too much. Now we have more than 800 sects. Disciple, the remaining resources can only be consumed for five days at most. If this continues, if there is no resource to train disciples, the disciples will definitely make trouble. When the time comes, report to the sect supervision, and they will automatically withdraw from the sect."

"Why... how could this happen? The other day was fine, how could it suddenly... suddenly become like this?!" Chang Yihe roared with staring eyes! This sudden blow made him crazy!

...

Five days later, in the Peiying School Hall, Zheng Siping sat on a chair with a dull look, like a walking dead, listening to reports from his subordinates.

"Head Sect, today there are more than 20 disciples who went to the sect to supervise the sect and wiped out the sect's luck. Now the disciples' hearts are floating, and the disciples are getting more and more, our sect is probably..."

When the elder said this, seeing Zheng Siping didn't react at all, he couldn't help but stop, watching Zheng Siping sitting there numbly, the elder couldn't help but feel helpless.

The blow to Zheng Siping these days is really too great!

After facing the blockade of the Xundao Sect, there was a glimmer of light, and the transaction between the sects solved the urgent need.

After that, the dawn became stronger and stronger. Not only did the transactions between the sects increase, but even some middle-level sects from other realms would also trade, although it was only a mental state warrior who was about to become a master.

But this is the best deal for the head of the low-level sect! The improvement of strength is the most important job of a sect master!

This is clearly the prelude to the rise!

But who would have thought that a few days later, the mid-level sect, which had reached a long-term cooperation, asked to trade a large amount of resources and gave a large number of talented disciples. The upper sect refused, and the other sects avoided seeing it.

Now there are countless disciples in the sect, but there are no resources to train them!

To say that there were countless resources in the sect before, but the disciples were scarce, and they could last for a few years, then it can be said that they may not last for a few days!

The Shifang Continent is supervised by sects, and has a station in each city, in order to protect the interests of all sect warriors.

Once the sect cannot come up with resources to train the martial artist, then the warrior can go to the sect to supervise and ask to quit the sect and wipe out the luck.

Unless the martial artist voluntarily, otherwise, no sect can keep the martial artist without paying.

Now that the resources of the sect are exhausted, the disciples have left one after another, and the future of the sect has been ruined, and this process only took more than ten days!

The despair from heaven to hell, this is not something everyone can bear!

"Sect Master, the subordinates always feel that the whole thing is a bit weird, as if someone had arranged it, it gave us hope of survival, and gave us the opportunity to rise, and then suddenly ruined all of us. This If no one arranged it, how could it be so coincidental?" The elder suddenly flashed in his mind and said hurriedly

Zheng Siping's wooden eyes suddenly brightened, he stood up tremblingly, and exclaimed, "Yes! It must be so! Someone must have arranged it! You go out to inquire! See who it is! Who is it? Being so tortured, playing with me like Pei Yingpai!"