Two hundred and eleventh(2/2)
Finally, Jiang Wuye coughed and said the key point: "All famous scholars, as long as they donate a little thought, their names can be engraved on the merit monument, to highlight the ancestors, let future generations remember your contributions, and pass on this selfless spirit of seeking benefits for monks in the world!"
Boom-
As he said that, Jiang Wuye waved his hand and a golden merit monument was inserted into the teleportation channel. Ye Anchen also took out a fairy pen and prepared to record the name of "good man" to come.
This is a monument made of a small piece of Hengyu gold and stone. It has no other functions. The biggest feature is its strength, and it will not be corroded even if billions of years have passed.
Glorious family???
After hearing Jiang Wuye's shameless remarks, the immortal genius turned green.
Is this a bad thing for thousands of years?
How could there be such a shameless thing in the world that there is such a shameless thing?
"Oh, Master, he said that only famous scholars from all walks of life need to donate money. We are not famous, are we..."
In the crowd, Chang Yue'er discovered the key point in Jiang Wuye's talk and was immediately overjoyed.
"What donation, and what's so happy about you? Is this worth being happy about?"
The master felt relieved at first and knew that he had guessed correctly, but after seeing the disciple's grateful appearance, he couldn't help but scold him.
Chapter completed!