I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Ye Nan said via voice transmission: "Holy Master, this comb..."

After a while, Wu Xiang understood what Nan Ye was here for.

He glanced at Huarong, feeling extreme contempt in his heart.

It's true that there are everyone, Nan Ye doesn't take you seriously at all, but you are lucky, unexpectedly...

Even though he thought so, Wuxiang didn't show it.

Just treat her like the worst shit of the year.

He glanced at the comb in Ye Nan's hand and asked, "How much?"

"Thirty thousand spirit stones." Ye Nan said bluntly.

"Okay, I bought it."

Without even thinking about it, just pay for it.

Huarong's jaw dropped to the floor in shock.

What's the matter, monks also buy combs?
Have times changed?

She was dissatisfied, and asked puzzledly: "Master, you are a monk, what's the use of combing?"

Wu Xiang reluctantly glanced at her, felt nauseated immediately, turned his head and walked away, ignoring her.

"I..." Huarong touched her nose and felt her face burning.

However, Ye Nan had already completed three tasks, and she couldn't catch the braids, so she had to give up.

"Twenty combs, sold a total of [-] spirit stones, take it."

Ye Nan gave her the spirit stone.

When he was selling combs just now, he planned to ask Huarong what price he wanted to sell.

But after thinking about it, with my connections, I'm afraid even a broken bowl can be sold for a good price.

Twenty combs were directly sold for [-] yuan, which is undoubtedly a sky-high price, and it can definitely stop Huarong's mouth.

Huarong also understood this truth. She originally thought that she could sell spirit stones for 100 yuan at most, but unexpectedly sold them for [-] yuan, which is really unbelievable.

After receiving the Lingshi, her hands were trembling.

"Give me my reward." Ye Nan said.

"Okay, take it." Hua Rong had nothing to say, so she had to take out some spirit stones and throw them to him.

Ye Nan turned into Liu Guang and left.

The three missions have been completed, and the rewards have been received. He doesn't want to have any more entanglements with Huarong. At most, he won't queue up when he goes to the mission hall tomorrow.

But at this moment, Huarong thought differently.

She began to be complacent and secretly called Ye Nan a fool.

Think about it, twenty broken combs were directly sold for 6 yuan, and the smart people immediately knew to buy combs in large quantities, and then sell them to the Holy Master Ouyang, or the Holy Master Sanskrit, and make a lot of money!
But what about Nan Ye?

He just left after completing the task, what a stupid fool.

"Hahaha, when I make a lot of money, I can buy good rouge and perfume, dress up beautifully, and be a goddess, hahaha!"

Without thinking too much, Huarong directly diverted to Fengyuan Island.

It didn't take long to spend tens of thousands of yuan, directly into thousands of combs, and filled dozens of chariots.

Immediately, she drove to the Sanskrit Holy Land with great effort, but she didn't even enter the door, and was thrown out by the disciples guarding the door.

The gatekeeper disciple has only one sentence: "Where did you come from?"

She was so scared that she rolled and crawled out, and secretly scolded this disciple for being blind, this girl is a person who makes a lot of money, you little fart monk knows a dick~~~
After a stick of incense, she came back to Panding Holy Land, and she was in a good mood.

It doesn't matter if the monk doesn't buy a comb, isn't there still Lord Ouyang?

A comb costs only a few pieces of spirit stones, but if you sell it to this woman, the price will be increased to [-] yuan. This is an increase of countless times, hahaha!

laugh happily.

Like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Panding Holy Land also has gatekeeper disciples. Seeing a middle-aged woman laughing at the sky like a fool, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows for some reason.

"Hey, that woman, what are you laughing at?"

heard.

Huarong stopped smiling, and hurriedly made a big gift, saying: "I bought some combs to sell."

Sell,, comb,, child?
Selling combs?
The gatekeeper's eyes widened.

You are so sick in your head, let’s sell a der’s comb, do you think our Panding Holy Land is a wholesale market?

"roll!"

An angry shout.

Fortunately, Huarong's cultivation base is relatively high, so she was not rushed out by the gatekeeper's roar, and licked her face and said, "Little friend, don't care about me like I did, I was here just now..."

A few quarters of an hour later, the guard disciple understood the situation.

It turned out that she had just fallen from the sky and looked for the Holy Master.

And the Holy Master is a woman, so she really needs a comb, maybe she asked her to bring in some combs and send them over.

"In that case, please come in."

Hua Rong was so happy that she couldn't point fingers, she drove directly into the car.

Under the guidance of the mountain guard disciple, she arrived at the door of the boudoir just now.

When we got here, the gatekeeper knocked on the door and said respectfully, "Holy Master, someone is looking for you."

"Who is it?" Ouyang Xi in the room frowned, opened the door and walked out.

When she saw that this trash woman had loaded a cart full of new combs, and was still standing tall and straight, she laughed angrily on the spot.

……

An hour later, Huarong's nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and her face was covered with blood. Then she was thrown out of Panding Holy Land by a disciple like trash, and fell like a dog eating shit with a thud.

At this time, there was only one thought in her mind... Why doesn't Ouyang Xi want these combs?Moreover, he was very angry and beat himself up violently, as hard as he wanted, what was going on?

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!"

She tried to stand up, but as soon as she moved, she immediately felt that the bones in her body were broken, her leg bones were broken, and the white bone stubble was flying around.

It wasn't until she moaned in pain all morning that the pain in her body gradually stabilized.

"Let's go back."

driven to distraction.

Mixed feelings.

Huarong's mentality is getting worse and worse.

……

……

At noon, Holy Land of Bathed in Blood, cafeteria.

At this time, the bell for the meal had already sounded, and thousands of disciples in the dark here were all eating brown rice and pickles.

Ye Nan didn't leave today, so he just sat here by the window, waiting for Ye Qingxue to bring him meals.

This also prevents her from losing her temper.

Not long after.

A sound of breaking the wind flashed past, and Hua Rong limped in, her face was red and swollen, many slap marks were made by the fan, her whole face was blood red.

As she walked, the pungent smell of blood was mixed with the smell of cheap perfume.

"My God, Elder Hua was beaten!"

"What's going on! How did she get beaten? Who beat her?!"

Countless disciples were dumbfounded and discussed in low voices.

However, after discussing for a while, they stopped talking.

Although these disciples feel sorry for Huarong, as an elder, Huarong's cultivation level is much higher than theirs.

Even if she is beaten like this, then these disciples simply don't have the ability to help her out.

Ye Nan didn't even want to look at her, so he turned his face away.

Enduring the severe pain, Huarong staggered to the back kitchen, brought a delicious dish carefully prepared for her by the chef, and then came out to find a seat.