After hearing what he said, Li Qingfeng smiled and replied: "Okay, you have a lot of family, so I will give you this wealth!"
"Haha, are you embarrassed?" Zhang Pengyi snorted and replied: "My family members earned it by selling hard work, and you are asked to give it to me?"
All three people laughed. Seeing that the agreement was about to be reached, everyone was in a good mood.
However, an agreement cannot be just a few words, there must be many details, so next, Zhang Pengyi ordered the tribe to bring some snacks for the few people to eat and talk.
Among them, the Li family contributes the least in terms of manpower. Correspondingly, the Li family is responsible for more costs and expenses. After all, although the three families are closely related, brothers must also settle accounts clearly. In terms of profit distribution, although everyone There won’t be too many calculations, but who is who, and these things are still very clear.
But to be honest, the Li family's demand for spiritual stones is actually the smallest among the three families. On the one hand, there are few Li family members, and on the other hand, it is also because the Li family is new and has incomplete systems.
Old immortal cultivating families like the Zhang family and Fan family are different from the Li family. Not every member of their clan is qualified to practice in the spiritual land. More clan members with less qualifications need to rely on monthly salary and clan tasks to obtain resources for cultivating immortals—— There are only so many spiritual lands, so naturally they can only provide monks with the best qualifications or those who are most helpful to the clan. After all, with the same resources, cultivating a monk with good qualifications is definitely more likely to yield results than cultivating a monk with poor qualifications. This point There is no doubt about the mother.
Regardless of anything else, this monthly salary alone is a huge expense for a cultivating force.
To do a simple calculation, assume that a cultivating force has a hundred monks, and each monk receives a monthly salary of ten spiritual stones. In one year, it will be an expenditure of 12,000 spiritual stones. In other words, this cultivating cultivator A force must earn at least 12,000 spiritual stones a year, otherwise it will be unable to make ends meet and its finances will collapse immediately.
Faced with this problem, most of the immortal cultivating forces have chosen to reduce their monthly salary and arrange tasks for their disciples. As long as they complete the tasks, they can obtain immortal cultivating resources, and the more and better they are completed, the more immortal cultivating resources they will obtain. Many, in this way, the disciples will take the initiative to complete the tasks in order to obtain the resources for cultivating immortals, which will bring benefits to their own forces, and the forces themselves can use these resources to develop themselves, forming a virtuous circle.
The Li family is newly established, and every clan member can afford the use of spiritual land, so there is no need to consider these things for the time being. However, in fact, the Li family has this sign now, that is, clan members with good qualifications will be allocated more resources, and clan members with poor qualifications will be allocated more resources. Make arrangements to do things for the clan.
For example, Li Qing'an, who has five-color miscellaneous spiritual root qualifications, has been in the Li family for several years and has been stuck on the second level of Qi training. To be honest, there is no possibility of progress. Therefore, he was assigned by Li Qingdong to guard the clan. Zhong Lingtian, he has a stable personality and can calm down, which is just right for this job.
On the other hand, Li Qingqing and others with better qualifications can get more training resources and training time. The same is true for Li Qingfeng himself. Otherwise, why would he leave all the affairs of the clan to Li Qingdong to handle?
If this trend continues, when the number of people in the Li family gradually increases and the spiritual land begins to run out, a form similar to "monthly salary - mission" will definitely evolve. This is inevitable, and Li Qingfeng understands this. It is very clear. Therefore, he is now implementing the "more contribution, more gain" method in the Li family to lay the foundation for future reforms.
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In the very distant sky, a spiritual light exploded and faintly transformed into a red golden tripod.
Ling Ming, who was flying towards Jinding Mountain with a few followers, stopped and looked in the direction of the red Jinding with a slight frown.
This red golden cauldron-like signal is the Jinding Sect's distress signal. After Jinding Mountain's discussion, it has become the meaning of "an accident has occurred and has been handed over". With Ling Ming's identity, it is impossible not to know.
"Come on, let's go over and take a look."
He gave an order and rushed towards the direction of the signal with a few followers.
After flying out for a short while, Ling Ming saw two monks wearing robes from the Golden Cauldron Sect. With a squeeze of his hand, Ling Ming turned into a ray of light and flew to the two of them, and asked, "What's going on?"
The two Jinding Sect disciples were startled, but they obviously recognized Ling Ming. They quickly bowed their hands and replied: "Elder Ling, there is news from the south that a group of monks are eyeing the resources our sect transports to Jinding Mountain. , in the Daning Mountain area, there are already garrison teams sent to assist."
"Daning Mountain?" Ling Ming nodded slightly and said, "I understand, you go ahead."
At about this time, several of his followers who had been left behind caught up and one of them asked, "Uncle Master, what happened?"
"Yes." Ling Ming nodded and said without saying anything more, "You go back first and I'll go take a look."
After hearing what he said, several followers looked at each other, and one of them asked: "Uncle Master, do you want me to call for backup?"
"No need," Ling Ming waved his hand, "You can go on your own."
After hearing his words, several followers bowed their hands and said in unison: "Understood."
But looking in front of them, where is Ling Ming's figure? There was only a shallow cold wind left, blowing towards the south.
After the few people finished their salutes, they ignored the two patrolling monks, exchanged a few words with each other, and headed straight towards Jinding Mountain.
Look at the other side.
Under Ling Ming's feet was a strange flying magic weapon. It was dark green and was half a square and a half circle. This was a high-grade flying magic weapon that he asked the foundation-building elder in the sect to refine for him. Its flying speed was faster than that of ordinary flying boats. I don't know. How much stronger is it?
The location of Daning Mountain is a little to the south and east of where they were just now, and the distance is not too far. Even if an ordinary Qi-training monk gets on a flying boat, he can't fly for a few hours, let alone Ling Ming. , Therefore, in less than half an hour, he entered the scope of Daning Mountain.
Ling Ming was flying in the air, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed. From this distance, he could already hear faint shouts of killing.
He sped up and flew forward. After flying for a while, he saw six Zhennan monks with blood on their bodies - all Qi-training monks. They were shouting something to each other while heading in the direction of Ling Ming. Come flying.
The vision of the foundation-building monks is much further than that of the Qi-training monks, so these Zhennan monks have not noticed Ling Ming yet, but soon they noticed Ling Ming's existence, and actually separated slightly to form a surround The attacking posture flew forward for a while, but when the distance further shortened, the person at the front suddenly realized that Ling Ming was actually a foundation-building monk, and screamed in horror, calling for his companions to run away in all directions.
Seeing that they were about to run away, Ling Ming's expression didn't even change. He squeezed his fingers and condensed six ice cones, which flew towards the six Zhennan monks who were trying to escape.
