"I dare to ask, when the war with the ink beasts begins, what will happen to the ink beasts of your sect do?"

The reason for this question is that these ink beasts are easily aroused by the beast tide when they are waiting for the war. If the ink beasts cannot be transported away in advance, it may become a big problem, especially these ink beasts, which are still kept in the Realm Alliance garrison.

Fortunately, the deacon's answer did not disappoint Lin Hao. The middle-aged deacon shook his head and smiled a little bitterly: "What else can I do?"

These ink beasts are all excellent combat power, and they are tamed by my Beast Taming Sect. When the war begins, my Beast Taming Sect will be the first to donate these ink beasts. Among them, the high-level ones will naturally become war mounts of many powerful generals in the world, while the low-level ones will be formed by my Beast Taming Sect to form a beast tide to hedge against the beast tide of the ink beast!”

"In this way, wouldn't your Beast Taming Sect suffer heavy losses?"

"Hey, how can I still care about so much at this time?

Can you tell me that this six-hoofed unicorn horse is a head of 60,000 world crystals on weekdays, but now, this sect only sells 6,000 world crystals. Even the best unicorn horse sold to the noble guest, only 15,000 world crystals. This unicorn horse can be regarded as a stallion, and its offspring also has a high chance of giving birth to wings and having a lot of Tianma bloodline in its body!"

"Besides, in fact, it shouldn't be time to wait until the war begins. Today and night, the ink beasts here can be sold for about 90%."

The middle-aged deacon said, and pointed his finger in the distance, and saw a powerful world general not far away. He was obviously a powerful world general with a half-step king. He had just bought a black beast with a body length of nearly thirty feet, just like a big monster.

The man sat on the head of the big ink beast that looked like a crocodile, like a mouse squatting on the head of a cow, and it was funny no matter how you looked.

"That is an elder from Qianyuan Sect. It is said that he was sure to step into the realm king within a hundred years, but at the critical moment of life and death in this continent, he could only end his retreat and go out to participate in the war. The crocodile beast he bought was a sixth-level ink beast. It was extremely ferocious and could definitely help him kill all directions during war. Not only this elder of Qianyuan Sect, but many cultivators will take advantage of the night to choose their own battle beasts and many powerful magic weapons!"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged deacon couldn't help but look at Lin Hao and the others. Although Lin Hao and the others were all introverted, he was a businessman and had long seen that these people were extraordinary. Besides, if these people were so mediocre as they showed, how could there be such a pretty and beautiful girl by their side follow them?

"Fellow Taoist, when I came here to see, I only bought a six-horseeded unicorn horse for Mrs. Zun, but I don't like the many ink beasts set up here in this sect?

To be honest, this sect has two seventh-level beast kings. Because it is too risky to place it, it is sleeping in the sect's residence at this moment. If a fellow Taoist is interested..." "Not interested."

Lin Hao waved his hand casually, and he just asked casually. If he really wanted to mount, the blue-eyed golden crystal beast left in the ruins of the Xuejing Sect would be more in line with his wish. The ink beast, after thousands of years of selection and training by the Xiao family, could compete with the seventh level at the sixth level. Now he is about to step into a higher level. If he needs to, he can summon the ink beast at any time.

Besides, does he need to summon?

As long as he thought, all the thousands of ink beasts present in the cage could be used by him in an instant and driven by him! "Let's go, and then take a look elsewhere."

Lin Hao politely declined the middle-aged deacon, smiled at Lin Yanyan beside him, helped her to send her to the tall horse, and then walked in front and led the six-hoofed unicorn horse, the beautiful ink beast like a dream unicorn, and continued to walk forward and watch.

Following behind, Duanmu Deputy Alliance and the King of Hongtian Realm could not help but whisper, because they could hardly imagine that Lin Hao's identity and strength could be so approachable. Whether facing merchants selling goods, passers-by, or Lin Yanyan, they were gentle, neither humble nor arrogant, and would not use their power to suppress others.

Thinking of them, one of them is the deputy leader and the other is the heavenly master of the Realm Alliance. They are always facing low-level cultivators, and they are extremely arrogant. At this time, they can't help but feel ashamed when compared with Lin Hao.

"Oh, if I hadn't followed the Lin Realm God, I really don't know that these merchants in the world would have such enthusiasm and would be willing to use the power of the sect to avoid the loss and resist the beast king's tide."

The King of Hongtian Realm sighed, and Duanmu Deputy Alliance nodded, looking at the pedestrians and merchants around him with a sigh. Before going deep into these low-level monks, these low-level monks were just numbers in the eyes of his deputy alliance, and were 600,000 numbers against the ink beast, rather than living people.

However, after following Lin Hao along the way, all kinds of people saw him, and he suddenly felt a lot of realism about these low-level monks.

Before Duanmuyang became famous, why didn’t he behave like these low-level monks, working hard and just to survive and practice?

"All living beings are a drop in the ocean, and this alliance is also a grain of sand and dust in the sea?"

Duanmu Vice Alliance suddenly felt that his martial arts cultivation seemed to have some looseness. He seemed to have realized something, something that could help him break through the realm! In the market, people who came and sent him to see all kinds of people, holding the six-hoofed unicorn horse he just bought, Lin Hao and the three of them continued to watch several shops. In this largest market, there were all kinds of sales. Lin Hao even saw Buddhist disciples setting up stalls on the spot, and selling them were actually saving himself.

Those monks who thought they would die in this battle came to the stalls of these Buddhist disciples, bought a Buddhist chant or a volume of Buddhist scriptures, or actually bought a salvation ceremony, and accepted a salvation ceremony by several monks on the spot. This salvation ceremony was obviously simplified, and it could be completed in just one cup of tea. Moreover, this ritual is not cheap, and it costs ten thousand world crystals at a time! "I, Buddha, don't save me from the poor."

Lin Hao looked at these monks doing rituals with amused feeling for a while. It was not until an old monk walked towards him with his hands folded and he hurriedly turned around and left. He didn't want to do any rituals of salvation. He hadn't lived enough yet, and he still had to live forever! Unexpectedly, he turned around and left as if he was running for life, and actually made Lin Yanyan, who was on the six horses behind him, burst into laughter.

Lin Hao didn’t feel embarrassed either. He was afraid of death, who was not afraid of death?

If it weren't for the juncture of death, who would be willing to sacrifice his life and work hard, and who wouldn't want to survive and live a few more days?
Chapter completed!