At the same time, the second wave of advertising brigade set out!

Under Wudang Mountain.

‘Squeak squeak—’

More than a dozen Alphas parked in the parking lot at the foot of the mountain.

Dozens of Resuscitation Group employees in black uniforms walked down, each carrying a big horn on his shoulder and each holding a thick stack of flyers in his hand.

The captain looked at the mountain: "This is the origin of many legends. Tsk, don't let a blind spot go!"

"yes!"

"Set off."

As he said, dozens of people scattered, two people in a team. Some people went up the mountain from the cable car, some people took the steps up the mountain, some people went up the mountain from the back mountain, some people climbed the mountain. Some people even went to the side peaks of Wudang, side peaks...

In an instant, the brainwashing demon sound spread throughout Wudang Mountain!

"Good news, good news. The final strong competition has begun. The world's strong people gather, including immortal cultivators, cultivators, national martial arts masters, and martial arts powerhouses. This is a place where elites around the world gather. This is a place where there is no limit and no rules to fight. If you are strong enough, please do not miss the opportunity to come here to make a name for yourself and become a global hero. If you are in a bottleneck period, come here to fight. The winner will receive a reward of 100 billion US dollars, equivalent to more than 680 billion Chinese coins, equivalent to one million taels of silver, equivalent to eight hundred thousand taels of gold, equivalent to three million oceans... If you get it, you can be rich enough to compete with a country."

"The last strong man..."

"The last strong man will be officially closed after nine days..."

Flyers were posted in every corner of Wudang Mountain, all of which were difficult to clean, on the cliffs. The most conspicuous place.

Countless tourists turned around in shock, stared at the people who were walking up in groups of two, and then slowly picked up their mobile phones to take pictures of TikTok...

"I...don't!"

"So mobilized a lot of troops?"

"You know, it's no wonder. There is a master in Wudang Mountain. Of course, they want to come here to advertise and force the master out!"

"wipe……"

"Do they still don't believe in evil? Or do they not give up? Or are they so naive and thought that there are really experts in the world?"

"Puff, these are all tourist attractions now, what do they think?"

"You don't understand, they are constantly trying. They don't know if there are any peerless masters in the world. They just have to use different methods over and over again to let the news spread all over the world..."

"Tsk tsk, you said that Fusuo Group has such great perseverance and execution ability, what can't it do? We have to lead an expert? Where can we get the expert..."

"I've been running a convenience store at the foot of Wudang Mountain for 20 or 30 years. I don't know if there are any experts? They are all fabricated. Why doesn't this Restoration Group believe in evil?"

"Rich people are more foolish than the other."

“…”

Soon, the Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain came out and watched the Fusuo Group post leaflets in the Main Hall and Sanfeng Hall, and was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him:

"It is a shame for a politeness, a loss of etiquette, and a loss of etiquette, and a loss of etiquette!"

"We all have people going to Wudang, why do you still come to the door on your own initiative? I know, there is a TV on the mountain, we watch it, we know, don't post flyers, it's hard to wash!"

"Hey. Why don't you believe in evil?"

"Believe in science."

"Chen Shixing signed up a week ago. Are you still here? Everyone said that there are no peerless masters, so you must believe in science!"

“…”

The people from Fusuo Group were embarrassed and took out a few stacks of cash and handed it to the Taoist priest:

"I'm upset, I have to try..."

"well."

The Taoist priest sighed, looked deeply at the people of the Fusuo Group, and unconsciously drifted his eyes to a remote peak in the distance:

"Why are your boss so sure that there are really hidden masters in the world?"

"I don't know either. Anyway, our boss is very good. He has never lie. He said there must be."

The Taoist priest smiled and looked at the stack of banknotes on the stone table: "Take it back. Let you post it, just let you post it, alas, stubborn..."

As he said that, the Taoist priest left.

He stood on the top of a mountain and looked into the distance, and the Taoist priest murmured:

"You said, can't you really hide it anymore? Over the years, you can see how many things have happened. There are scammers everywhere, and people who insult my reputation everywhere. Should I really go out?"

A Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "I have said I'm going out."

The Taoist priest smiled and said, "One hundred billion US dollars, that's an astronomical figure. Over the years, my Wudang actually lacks development. Not to mention ten hundred billion US dollars, if there is one hundred or two hundred million, I will be able to be incense again..."

"But I can't persuade you. Even if the missiles come and destroy Wudang, the old seniors are too lazy to pay attention to this mortal world. I don't know why, is it so important to be locked in? It's more important than the rise and fall of the sect?"

"That's because in his eyes, we are all mortal ants. But now, there are people like him on the Resurrection Island."

The two looked at each other, turned around and looked at a peak in the distance...

At the same time, among the poor mountains and rivers in the southwest, there is a dilapidated temple.

An elderly monk was knocking on wooden fish.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside. The old monk turned around in surprise, but saw a young man walking in, smiling and throwing several thousand yuan in the merit box. Then he posted a leaflet on the wall and turned around and left again.

The old monk was stupid. There were people who came here to invest so much money in such a poor and bad place?

"Donor, please stay, you are..."

"Good news, the final match for the strong is beginning. The world is full of strong people, including immortal cultivators, cultivators, national martial arts masters, and martial arts powerhouses. This is a place where elites around the world gather. This is a place where there is no limit and no rules to fight. If you are strong enough, please do not miss the opportunity to come here to make a name for yourself and become a global hero. If you are in a bottleneck period, come here to fight. The winner will receive a reward of 100 billion US dollars, equivalent to more than 680 billion Chinese coins, equivalent to one million taels of silver, equivalent to eight hundred thousand taels of gold, equivalent to three million oceans... If you get it, you can be rich enough to compete with a country."

The young man said a few words, then pointed to the flyer on the wall: "You always take a closer look. I want to go to the next temple."

As he said that, the young man drove away.

The old monk looked at the flyers on the wall, and was stunned.

No dead corner penetration...

No blind spots to spread.

As long as it is considered that it is possible to hide the masters, it is full of advertisements! No matter whether you have masters or not, as long as you feel that there is, then spread it!

If this cannot attract peerless power, it means that there are really no so-called peerless masters in this world...

However.

Just after the young man left the temple, a sound suddenly came from a Buddha statue in the main hall:

"What did he mean?"

The old monk's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly ran back and knelt on the cushion: "Buddha, Buddha has appeared..."

Another voice came from the Buddha statue: "What did he mean?"

The old monk quickly pulled off the flyer and read it word by word.

The Buddha statue was silent for a long time...

The next day, when the old monk got up again to recite scriptures.
Chapter completed!