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Chapter 1732 Special team formation skills

the next day.

Before noon, Lin Tao and Jiang Qinghe arrived at the square early in the morning.

However, when the two of them came in, they thought they had gone to the wrong place.

Unlike yesterday's quiet and seriousness, the venue was very lively at this time, and monks came and went, shouting incessantly.

It made Chu Feng feel like he dreamed of returning to the vegetable market when he was a child, but this "vegetable market" has been magnified hundreds of times.

After going in with Jiang Qinghe, I found various stalls inside.

Some sell elixirs, some sell talismans, and some sell equipment. Of course, the most are teams.

The primitive continent is full of unknowns, and we can also learn from Mr. Lin that this continent is extremely dangerous. Even the weakest creatures have the ability to fight at the level of celestial immortals after adulthood, which is even more terrifying.

In this case, the Mavericks will obviously be much more dangerous, and if they form a team, they will at least have more security guarantees.

The shouting and signings in the team made Chu Feng feel a wonderful feeling.

It seemed as if before he joined the army, he was just an illusion of playing games when he was playing kids.

At the door of those game dungeons, they also shouted to form a team, which was very lively.

However, the difference between the game dungeon is that you should be more serious about selecting teammates here.

Because the level of teammates may really affect your life and death.

"Are we team up with people too?" Jiang Qinghe asked.

Chu Feng pondered for a moment: "It's better to form, but it's better to be expensive, and even if there are too many people, it's not easy to divide even if you find the treasure."

"Listen to you." Jiang Qinghe nodded. After seeing Chu Feng's series of abilities and methods, she is now the only one who follows Chu Feng.

When she was in the Jiang family, she also saw many so-called young geniuses. However, even if those so-called geniuses are not much different from Chu Feng, they are far inferior to Chu Feng in terms of experience and maturity.

Instead of choosing to join another team, the two found a place and set up a stall by themselves.

"The elite team is recruiting teammates!"

"Requirements: late stage of the celestial immortal, beating-resistant physical cultivation or magic-phase flowing flesh shield, functional magic flowing monk (with control ability or fast running). Our team is already good at healing, space formation, wild survival, food supplement, weapon maintenance and maintenance... Multi-functional team members, and also high-attack sword cultivators. Only recruit elites, powerful teammates come quickly, and salted fish detours."

Jiang Qinghe:...

Looking at the sign hanging by Chu Feng, although he wrote the team configuration very clearly, Jiang Qinghe always felt that something was wrong.

"You are the one who is good at messing around, you are yourself?" Jiang Qinghe couldn't help asking.

"That's right." Chu Feng nodded and said with a smile: "You are Gao Chao Jian Cultivator."

Jiang Qinghe suddenly had black lines on his forehead.

However, she also understood that Chu Feng was planning to even defend his teammates, so she didn't say much, but her expression was somewhat helpless.

Jiang Qinghe knew that Chu Feng did have a lot of messy things. The key point was that although it looked very complicated, Chu Feng's strength was really strong.

But even without this strength, Jiang Qinghe believed that with Chu Feng's messy skills, he would definitely live a good life in the Immortal Realm.

But when Chu Feng wrote these messy abilities on the board, Jiang Qinghe couldn't help but feel the urge to cover her face.

Jiang Qinghe covered her face, but the other immortals who recruited teammates next to her suddenly felt astonished when they saw the signs that Chu Feng had erected.

Especially when he saw Chu Feng take out an instrument he had never seen before, put it directly on the stall, and repeat the words on the sign, he was even more shocked.

So it's possible to recruit teammates like this?

What Chu Feng took out was a trumpet.

The craftsmanship is not very difficult. Chu Feng knows how to refine weapons no matter how he said it. He just made an iron speaker and the repeated shouting sounds inside were naturally Jiang Qinghe who was covering her face.

"Brother, are you selling this magic weapon?" Before my teammates could recruit me, someone came over to buy a speaker.

After being rejected, the few people had to go back in disappointment, and at the same time began to think about whether they should also create some new ideas to recruit powerful teammates.

At this time, a handsome and masculine young man in blue passed by the side. After hearing the sound of a loudspeaker, he subconsciously looked over.

When I saw the words on the sign of Chu Feng’s stall, I suddenly felt a shocking feeling.

"Fellow Taoist, are you recruiting people?" The young man walked over and glanced at Jiang Qinghe next to him. He didn't see clearly his appearance, and then asked Chu Feng.

"yes."

Chu Feng was gnawing buns. He bought them on the way here, made of ferocious beast meat, and the taste was pretty good.

Hearing the sound, he subconsciously raised his head. When he spoke, he still had food stuck in his throat and almost choked. After swallowing it with difficulty, he nodded: "Fellow Daoist... do you want an interview?"

“…”

interview?

The young man looked at Chu Feng speechlessly, and then heard a new word.

"What kind of interview method?" the young man asked again.

"Here." Chu Feng pointed to the sign next to him: "With the requirements written on the sign next to him, we will test the strength of fellow Taoists, and then that's it."

The young man hesitated for a moment, looked at the sign above, and said, "What I practice is physical cultivation and Dharma appearance."

Chu Feng looked at the young man, and the cultivation level of the late-stage immortals was the same as the practice of physical practice.

He looks thin and weak, but unexpectedly he is a super meat shield?

Thinking of this, Chu Feng nodded: "Yes, then will fellow Taoist be willing to take the test?"

The young man was full of curiosity, and after thinking about it, he finally made a decision: "I'm willing."

Chu Feng patted Jiang Qinghe next to him: "Stop stumble, get up and test the meat shield."

"You turn off the sound first!"

"Okay, okay." Chu Feng turned off the horn with a blushing face, and Jiang Qinghe stood up.

The repeated shouts of the trumpet were like those selling candied haws in the city, which gave Jiang Qinghe a unique experience that she had never had in her life, and she didn't dare to raise her head.

"Fellow Taoist, please give me advice." Jiang Qinghe looked at the young man and bowed, and then the two of them found a clearing space.

The young man looked at Jiang Qinghe with a serious expression. In his imagination, Jiang Qinghe should be the almost omnipotent master in the brand, but this master was actually such a young girl, which made him unexpectedly.

It was precisely because he saw that long list of abilities that he was scared and decided to give it a try.

However, when Jiang Qinghe drew out the long sword, the young man couldn't help but be stunned.

"That... fellow Taoist, are you a sword cultivator?"

"Yes, doesn't it say on the sign?" Jiang Qinghe nodded naturally.

The young man's eyes twitched, and he looked at Chu Feng, who continued to chew the buns and his mouth was stuffed.
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