"The customer with the earliest transaction record in Wanjielou is less than thirty years old?"

Hongjun and Yang Meizu were completely confused, shocked by this data, and felt that their worldview was completely refreshed. They never expected such a result.

If the Wanjie Tower exists even longer than Chaos, they believe that even billions of Chaos Era can accept it.

But it’s less than thirty years? They really can’t accept it. This time completely refreshed their three views.

In less than thirty years, Wanjie Tower has grown to its current level, which is too incredible.

The two kept refreshing their magic phones, looking for information about Wanjie Tower. The more they searched, the more they knew, the darker their faces became, the frowns almost frowned, and their faces became a little distorted.

Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian, Emperor Taizong Zhao Guangyi and Emperor Taizong of Song Dynasty formed a small alliance. In less than thirty years, he became a powerful man in the eighth level realm from a mortal who didn't know anything about cultivation.

A python in the world of technology has no talent for cultivation and even no intelligence before, but now it is a fairy.

Qingyun Sect is a cultivation sect in the small thousand world. Not to mention Qingyun Sect, even in the world where they are, there is no real immortal. Now almost all the elders of Qingyun Sect have become immortals.

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Thirty years, just thirty years, have changed so much.

It took them 100 million years to cultivate to the current level of strength, or 10 billion years, and they could hardly remember the long-standing ones.

But in less than one ten thousand or even one ten thousand of the time, customers like Wanjie Tower almost reached their strength level.

Some customers from Wanjielou who have good backgrounds and come from the high-end world have even surpassed them in their strength.

Hong Yi, Tianfu Xiao Yan, Lin Dong, Ye Fan, etc., these people are less than a hundred years old, and their strength has almost reached the realm where they are. Some of them may even have combat power no less than the two of them.

At this moment, Hongjun and Yang Meizu had the urge to pick them up and cry bitterly, and hugged them together to keep warm, but at the same time they also felt desolate and wanted to cry without tears.

Hongjun and Yang Meizu finally understood why when they chose the second option, they showed relief and even a hint of excitement, the people in Wanjielou would look at them with a look of idiots.

It turns out that the two choices given by the store owner are actually not much different from the degree of punishment.

The first choice is to abolish their cultivation and demote them to the mortal world, but they did not disqualify them from entering the Wanjie Tower.

In other words, after they accepted the first choice, they were still customers of Wanjielou.

But compared to the second option, their punishment seems to be particularly serious in the early stage, and everything needs to be started over again.

However, if the shop owner does not take away their insights on the Dao, it would not be too slow to rise.

Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian, Yue Buqun, and even a python with a wise mind. They can become immortals and dragons in just twenty or thirty years. If they have high-level cultivation experience, their growth should be much faster than these people.

I think it would be possible to recover to its current strength in about ten years. Even if you are not lucky, it should be able to recover after spending 20 or 30 years.

Now I have chosen the second option. On the surface, they are still at the level of the ninth level.

However, if the Wanjie Tower keeps asking the ancestor Yang Mei to provide Liu Muxin, the ancestor Yang Mei must always sit cross-legged in chaos, absorb the chaotic spiritual energy and condense Liu Muxin, and cannot rest for a moment.

Similarly, if Wanjie Tower keeps assigning tasks to Hongjun and let him complete them, he is always busy and does not give him time to rest.

If you can't rest, you can't practice. If you can't practice a thousand years later, Donghuang Taiyi, who entered Wanjie Tower a few months earlier than them, perhaps a look of your eyes could make them soar.

After understanding all this, Hongjun and Yang Meizu's ancestor felt that their bodies were as heavy as a tremendous amount, as if they had been put on two or three Pangu Mountains. Every step they took seemed to have used up all their strength and were exhausted.

The sad expressions of the two were like a resentful woman who was abandoned one after another. The blue and black face was like a wedding night. The groom who entered the wedding chamber was not him. He, the groom, became the doorkeeper, and his legs, which could not help but tremble, were like the young and handsome guy who had just walked out of the cell.........

A thousand years!

At this moment, Hongjun and Yang Meizu felt for the first time that a thousand years was so long. He could divide it into 100,000, 12,000 months, and 360,000 days.

A thousand years later, these two cultivators at the ninth level, may be like customers at the current first level of Wanjie Tower, at the bottom of Wanjie Tower.

They really can't accept this terrible gap, and the huge status gap is a bit unacceptable even in their mood.

"Maybe the shop owner won't let us be punished every day, after all, the stronger we are, the more value we create."

The ancestor Yang Mei's eyes suddenly lit up and he said excitedly.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. The owner should let them accept the task and have time to practice.

After all, with his potential to be able to Hongjun, it should not be a problem to become a strong man at the tenth level in a short period of time.

Compared with the labor force at the tenth level of the realm, the wealth created by the two is not at the same level at all.

A day of labor at the tenth level may be comparable to the wealth created by the ninth level labor at the ninth level, and even far exceeds this multiple.

Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Yang Mei felt much better.

"Damn, are you a slut?"

Hongjun really wanted to curse and question the ancestor Yang Mei, but was excited because he still had labor force to explore value.

But his brows slightly released completely betrayed him.

"It would be great if that's true!"

When it comes to your mouth, I don’t know what’s going on, but it completely becomes another meaning.

Hongjun also understood in his heart that Yang Meizu's guess was lucky for them.

I was afraid that the shop owner would not look down on their potential labor force at all, and even forgot to hand them over to the employees of Wanjielou for handling.

In order to faithfully execute the orders of the shop owner, the employees of Wanjie Tower will definitely make them work for a thousand years without sleep.

"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, can you speak in two steps?"

The ancestor Yang Mei and Hongjun put all the goods back to their original positions with great worries. When they walked to the third floor of Wanjie Tower, Hongjun, a black-robed man suddenly walked out of the corner of the wall, said with a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!