The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 900 Golden Idol
"Young man, how many pills do you have in your hand? I want them all. One piece costs 5000 taels!"

"Dream, you want to buy this kind of peerless creation pill for 5000 taels? I'll offer 8000 taels."

"Ten thousand taels! One piece of 1 taels!"

With the approval of professionals like Taoist Master Fang of Maoshan, there was a sudden commotion in the arena. The eyes of those martial arts masters who usually dominate one side turned green, and they took out a lot of silver tickets in their hands, wishing to use all the fortune pills. Buy it at once.

Martial arts masters are the same as those who practice Taoism. If they want to maintain their own property and maintain a deterrent force in their own territory, they have to practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, but why do they practice martial arts?Isn't it just to enjoy wine and beauties, and to live a good life?
Therefore, they are extremely eager for this kind of elixir that can improve their physical fitness and strengthen their spleen and kidneys.

Besides, with such achievements in their generation, they naturally want to pass on this glory to the next generation, but how many of the next generation can endure hardships and stand hard work like them?

And taking this kind of elixir, you can forcibly increase your cultivation base, and you can also create an extremely strong body. This is simply the elixir most dreamed of by martial arts practitioners.

"Amitabha, the poor monk will offer 3 taels each, and I hope all the benefactors will accept it."

A monk with a strong figure came out more and more, clasped his hands together, and said slowly, then looked around and looked at the people around him.

Everyone was startled, glanced at the monk, and gradually became quiet.

Obviously, the monk's quotation exceeded everyone's psychological price. Even if he longed for this kind of elixir, he calmed down at this moment.

After all, this kind of elixir is a consumable. If a person wants to practice martial arts to the extreme, he will definitely not take just one elixir. If the price of a elixir is more than 3 taels, then the price is too high. It's not easy to pay off.

"It's Master Benru from Yunshan Temple in Changzhou. They practice martial arts combining internal and external. No wonder they are willing to spend money."

Someone told the origin of the monk.

It turns out that Yunshan Temple in Changzhou, Hanshan Temple in Gusu, and Jinshan Temple in Zhenjiang have become the three major temples in the south of the Yangtze River. Each temple not only has ten thousand hectares of fertile land, but also operates a variety of shops, and also runs a money bank for usury. The Buddha statues in the temple are covered with gold foil. It is really magnificent, rich as an enemy.

And the abbots of these temples presided over them, each with a detached status, even when they were with princes and ministers, they were also guests.

Of course, with such money, they will naturally train some Buddhist disciples to practice martial arts and maintain "Buddhist purity".

Therefore, it is reasonable for the monks from Yunshan Temple to come here to buy pills and bid 3 taels a piece.

Anyway, the money is from the temple, and he doesn't need to take it out of his private pocket, so compared to those ordinary warriors who are desperately earning hard-earned money, they are so generous.

A monk from Yunshan Temple?

Chen Zhao thought about it in his mind, then smiled and said, "This master is so straightforward, then I will sell this bottle of medicine to you."

"But if you want to buy all of them, then forgive me for not agreeing. If I sell all of them to you, how will I get to know everyone here in the future?"

Everyone comes to the Three Emperors Martial Artists Association, whether it is to earn a little money, or to make contacts so that they can earn more money in the future.

What he said was reasonable, and the monk didn't want to inadvertently cause public anger, so he nodded in agreement, and the two counted the payment in front of everyone.The pills and silver tickets were exchanged.

After putting the elixir into the bag, the monk sighed: "The benefactor is really refreshing. I wonder if the prescription of this elixir can be sold?"

Chen Zhao shook his head and said with a smile: "This master is joking, the prescription is related to family inheritance, how can it be easily sold?"

The monk sighed, thinking so too.Then he said: "I don't know what the benefactor is called? If the temple still needs it, can I buy it from the benefactor?"

"It's easy to say, I'm Xu Xian from Qiantang, Xu Hanwen, I run a martial arts gym in this county, and I'll know where I've been after a little inquiry."

"What? He is Xu Xian?"

The others didn't care much, but Taoist Mao Shanfang felt a big shock in his heart!

No one knows more about Xu Xian's strength than he, who came from Maoshan.

I don't know what method was used to shape an authentic Maoshan Taoist priest into an opera actor. Everyone is helpless, but because of Maoshan's affection, I don't know how to bow to him. I didn't expect I actually saw him here!
"Could it be that he is the one Chen Huishou asked me to deal with?" Daoist Fang felt uneasy, and couldn't help but look up at Chen Huishou.

However, Chen Huishou's face was as usual, but there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

"It really is him? Otherwise, President Chen wouldn't have such a reaction!"

Fang Daochang knew it in his heart.

Since they were going to deal with Xu Xian, the members of the Three Emperors Martial Artists Association would definitely not rush to do it without doing their homework.

Now this party has been muddied from the very beginning, I don't know what countermeasures the Three Emperors Martial Artists will have!
At this moment, Chen Huishou turned his head and glanced at Elder Sha.

Sha Changlao nodded secretly, and came out from behind more and more people, and said with a smile: "This young man Xu has the ability to make alchemy at a young age, the old man admires him very much."

"Wuling Man didn't bring much money with him to the Three Emperors Martial Artists Association, but I have something, I don't know if it's in your eyes, and I use it as collateral."

"Oh? Let me see." Chen Zhao raised his eyes slightly, and when he saw the object, he couldn't help but stare.

What Wuling Man Sha Kemo held was a golden statue carved with a human body with the head of a bull holding a halberd.The statue's knife work is simple, but it has a strange fluctuation. Chen Zhao felt the slightest shock when he saw it at a glance.

"It actually feels like a strange barrier." Chen Zhao frowned slightly.

He took the statue and secretly operated the Beixuan Divine Art. As soon as he activated it, he felt an electric current spread to his mind. In an instant, he seemed to see a strange scene.

Inside it seems to be a scene of a group of men and women in barbarian costumes worshiping.

"Boom!"

The spiritual power on the statue was disturbed by the divine thoughts, and it turned into a stormy wave and rushed towards Chen Zhao.

In an instant, Chen Zhao seemed to be in a high mountain, surrounded by barbarians in ethnic costumes who fell to the ground and kowtowed.And above his head is a god standing upright, holding a long halberd and hanging a sword from his waist.

This god was in the body of a bull head, with a ferocious look on his face. He suddenly opened his eyes and fixedly looked at Chen Zhao, who was not kneeling in the crowd.

"Xuanyuan people! Die for me!"

Without saying a word, he raised the halberd that could pierce the sky and pierce the scorching sun, and struck at Chen Zhao!

"A mere remnant soul with unabated obsession dares to act presumptuously in front of me!" Chen Zhao sneered, leaped up, also holding a long halberd, and struck towards the god!

(End of this chapter)