I became a peerless master

Chapter 115

Chapter 115: How difficult is the life of a dog?

The southernmost part of Dongzhou has undulating mountains and lush trees.

These places are close to the Endless Sea, blessed by heaven, and the precipitation is extremely abundant, so the trees are a bit too prosperous.

In the boundless green, a treasure spirit ship was flying through the sky at an altitude of [-] meters. The speed was countless times faster than the spirit stone planes that ordinary people rode.

The clouds split, and it was thousands of miles away in an instant. However, the decorative sails on this flying instrument did not show any sign of fluttering, which was extremely miraculous.

In the distance of the sailboat-shaped flying instrument, a small, dark thing like a hair emerged, with reddish-yellow spots underneath, like a piece of dust falling on a green blanket.

In fact, it was just a distant view.

Something as small as a hair is the Hanging Mountain that is widely spread in the mortal world and can directly lead to the fairy world.

And the area at the hairline that resembles dust spots is a typical manifestation that it is disgusted by the Dao of Heaven.

The lone peak of Hanging Mountain stands tall and is said to be ten thousand zhang high.

However, within ten thousand miles around it, although the precipitation is abundant and the sun is shining brightly, there is no grass and no life.

On the lush green land in the southernmost part of Dongzhou, an extremely vast yellow desert is formed.

"Only its shape can be seen. Even if the flying boat travels a million miles a day, it will take two days to reach it."

On the huge flying magic weapon, Xiao Xinshen, dressed as a man with fair skin, boarded the bow and took out the jade slip representing the invitation letter of the Wanbao Conference. Just injecting spiritual power, the route map to Hanging Mountain was clearly visible.

There is also a road map on the invitation jade slip, if it is a serious treasure land of the fairy family, why should it be so.

"Of course, if you are not forced to do anything, who would want to be exposed to the bad luck that is comparable to a curse."

With a clear voice and a bit of helplessness in her persistence, Xiao Xinxin talked to herself unabashedly, because she was the only one riding on this flying boat magic weapon, which was big enough to accommodate thousands of people.

Since more than ten days ago, after accepting the invitation of the Wanbao Conference held every 3000 years, and presenting treasures to immortals on behalf of the Four Seas Commercial Bank, although Xiao Xinxin has received unanimous support from the senior management of the commercial bank, all the professional managers in the commercial bank have hidden themselves like plague gods. looking at her.

Even following him, participating in the birth of the ruins of the old man Tianji, and watching with his own ingenious calculations, the Four Seas Trading Company made a lot of money in the Concentration Realm Elder Qian Fengqian.

They spent a lot of money to find a relationship with the high-level executives of the commercial bank, and went to the bitter cold place in the north where resources were poor and profits were weak.

That old guy is a full-fledged powerful person. He followed me around before, just to get credit for the quick profits of the Four Seas Trading Company and get more reward resources.

A money addict like him is willing to bleed a lot to find a relationship, and would rather not have any oil and water in the bitter cold land in the north, which shows the bad luck of Xuankong Mountain.

I really don't know where his self-confidence, such as his superficial Dao heart, mid-level talent, and no strong foundation in the small concentrating state, comes from, and he feels that he can reach the supreme state of transcending tribulation and ascension.

A sliver of disdain for Elder Qian appeared in his heart. In fact, apart from those middle-level people who knew a little bit about the inside story, if he deliberately kept it secret, Xiao Xinshen could also attract a large group of people from the Four Seas Trading Company to run errands.

But now that I know that this trip is not fast, relying on calculations to lead people along will only add to my troubles.

And if this trip fails, the Xiao family will be wiped out, so why bother to implicate others and the innocent.

The trip to the Hanging Mountain can only be successful, otherwise the Xiao family, which is dying slowly, will surely perish immediately.

Xiao Xinxin has already considered the cause and effect very clearly.

In order to show Senior Song his sincere attitude of admitting his mistakes, Xiao Xinshen and his grandparents have already emptied the current huge amount of funds in the Four Seas Trading Company.

All the resources that have not yet been settled and input to the big forces behind have turned into nothingness at this moment. It can be said that the Four Seas Commercial Bank, a force that seems to have business all over Dongzhou and is very rich, is now an empty shell.

And those transferred resources were exchanged for the attitude of admitting one's mistakes, and the 'threshold fee' for coming to do business with Senior Song.

It is sad enough to say that I, Xiao Xinxin, and my grandma have been working hard for a year, and the resources at their disposal can be exchanged for a fairy crystal.

That is equivalent to a five-star spiritual vein.

Although costs and the like have to be put aside, the annual net profit is at least one-third of a five-star spirit vein.

However, with such a huge resource, the little remnants of my Xiao family's continuous points are all taken care of by others.

Desires are hard to fill, that should be the case.

Putting on a somewhat self-deprecating smile, Xiao Xinshen took out the No. 1 treasure that Xiao Xinshen was determined to win this time, the ancient ink Danqing "Immortal Courtyard Picture" given by the Song predecessors under the cover of a transaction.

Open it and take a look, you can see that Lu Li's chaotic avenue and the majestic aura of the fairy have not changed in the slightest.

While the eyes of the journey alone drifted away, Xiao Xinxin recalled the explanation of the wise old man of Dazezong before departure.

"Senior Song knows everything."

"He knew you were going to the Wanbao Conference, but he didn't stop him. Instead, he gave you the opportunity to help you win No.1. This is the point."

"But Senior Song's majestic mind will definitely make you 'worry-free', he will let you go, and the bad luck and bad luck that comes to Hanging Mountain will definitely be resolved for you."

"This old man predicts that Senior Song's seemingly perfunctory and even a little unreasonable request before you left is the key to your escape from bad luck."

"He wants you to go to Wuyou Grocery Store after your work is over."

"Don't worry about the threshold fee of two immortal crystals after doubling, that's just a test for you by Senior Song."

"The old man also knows that you will never be able to bring out two more fairy crystals, but if you go to Hanging Mountain, your harvest must be just this amount."

"Girl, I miss your sincerity and simplicity, the old man advises you not to be greedy."

During the trip to the Myriad Treasures Conference in Xuankong Mountain, in addition to getting what they wished, they will also get two extra fairy crystals that are comparable to five-star spirit veins.

If this is true, then the wisdom and emotional intelligence of senior Chen Guanshan are truly invincible.

The money-losing girl thought that although Senior Song had forgiven me, he still didn't want to see me, the idiot who caused a catastrophe.

Raising the threshold fee in a strange tone, with an attitude that the fate is over and we will never see each other again, is it true that this is the end...

...

On the edge of Binhe City, across the beautiful hills of the Daze River, Zhuge Wuming took a look at the extremely calm river, and unnaturally, the poignant scene of drowning himself in the river appeared in his mind.

Depressed, pessimistic, feeling like your entire life is meaningless.

Countless negative emotions flooded into his heart, Zhuge Wuming only felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.

The aura is majestic, and the spiritual power in his body is surging like a great river. Needless to say, the strength of this proud son of heaven has improved again.

But the price of diligence was to make him cry.

"There are infinitely many arrogance, how difficult is life for a dog..."

(End of this chapter)