Eternal Gate

The night is quiet.

In the room, counting the banknotes...um...the sound of the explosion of symbols is quite sweet.

The young master of the Zhao family is a serious person, and counts so seriously.

Looking at the old man in Mai, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Is that an explosion?

Yes, that is a burst of talisman, a thick pile, can cover the wall.

This is so special, where does he get so many bursts?

The old man in Mai was cold all over, he was not afraid of exploding talisman, one or two was actually nothing, but if there were too many, it could not only shake him, but also blow him up into the sky.

After all, he can't move Zhenyuan.

Bet! This is what he said to himself, the ghost can hold it without touching the true essence.

It's nice to have a master.

Still this sentence, in the heart of the old man in Mai, interpreted thousands of times in a flash, so many bursts, most of which was awarded by the old guy.

Miscalculation, serious miscalculation.

God knows that Zhao Yun still has this kind of background, doesn't he want money for bursting symbols?

"This is a post."

"One more, if I win, you can't shame."

"Master, I have a bad temper."

Zhao Yun has finished counting, and is still harmless to humans and animals. He has started to stick the explosion symbols, focusing on the key stickers, what kind of pants. As long as there is a little gap, they will stick one, and try to give it a breath. People blow up to the sky.

"Come on, take good swordsmanship."

The old man Mai did not say much, and he gave Zhao Yun the prepared Sky Thunder Sword Art.

When it was done, the goods turned around and left.

If you don’t go, you’ll get bombed. This little thing belongs to an animal.

"Don't! Let me try."

Zhao Yun took a quick step and grabbed the old man. To be honest, he really wanted to try the power of the new explosion talisman, whether he could really shake the Xuanyang realm, and he had a bottom in his heart.

"Fuck off."

The old man in Mai was blowing his beard and staring, and there was no one who walked through the wall. In the middle of the night, I was really idle. I run you nonsense, and even scared me with the explosion talisman. This **** thing, because of the failure of the technique, he even caught up with it. Department of swordsmanship.

The night is still so quiet.

The old man is gone, but Zhao Yun is carrying the ancient scroll, he hehe smiles, so hey! Without the diamonds, I would take less porcelain work. I have a burst of charms.

Soon, I heard the sound of swords in the room.

It is Zhao Yun who is dancing the sword. He is extremely talented. He is fast to learn everything. A Heavenly Thunder Sword Art has acquired its true meaning. The sword and sword bring thunder. It is really not ordinary domineering. With the Fengshen footwork, he can really play a sword. The power of killing.

Naturally, this requires tempering.

Xiu'er once said that magical power is an external force after all, and iron needs to be hardened by oneself, and the foundation is sufficient, even a normal palm can destroy the world.

Thinking of Moon God, he glanced at consciousness.

For many days, she had no signs of waking up, but she was even more dreamy.

"What an overbearing explosion."

In the attic, the old man in Mai was holding a burst of talisman and was studying it in front of the lamp.

He secretly took this before he left.

Burst! It’s not that he has never seen it. It’s slightly different from Zhao Yun’s. Compared with each other, that kid’s bursting charm looks more authentic. Looking at the thunder pattern and fire breath on the charm, you know that this charm is blessed with thunder and fire. Think about it.

"The method of drawing explosive symbols is only known to the royal family."

The old man murmured, his eyes were deep, he was once a person of the Tianzong, he knew the ancient secrets, the method of this talisman, as early as a hundred years ago, was listed as a taboo by the Great Xia Long Dynasty, only the royal family can get the true transmission, and it is impossible to enter it. folk.

In fact, there is more than just this method of drawing amulet.

There are other secret techniques and techniques, such as escape, invisibility, etc., are also listed as taboos. Today, the secret books circulating in the world are leftovers by the royal family, and their purpose is extremely obvious. They are to consolidate their own rule. status.

"He is a member of the royal family?"

The old man in Mai frowned slightly, and he was referring to Master Zhao Yun.

This kind of speculation makes sense.

Even if they are not members of the royal family, they are bound to be inseparable from the royal family. Tianzong masters are like clouds, and the royal family is unfathomable. There are countless generations of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

"If it's a royal family, will there be a shortage of pills?"

The old man in Mai held his hand, and murmured again.

There are many loopholes in this matter.

However, one thing is worthy of recognition, that is, the old man is absolutely terrifying.

The next day, Zhao Yun left the army shop early.

The medicinal store is a place he often goes to. The martial arts consumes resources and he runs every three to five. Pills and spiritual liquids are all necessary for cultivation.

Fortunately, he has silver in his hand, enough for support.

When I returned to the Bingpu, I saw the old man Mai, his face a little dark.

This does not blame me.

Zhao Yun calmed down. In the middle of the night, you had to come to me to bet.

No, the old man has to find a place to come back.

The old man in Mai took a deep breath and tried a sword technique for no avail. How do I feel frustrated about this matter, the martial artist of the dignified Xuanyang realm was crippled in the hands of the Ningyuan realm.

"Have a big fight."

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, ate the jelly beans, and locked himself in the room again.

The so-called big fight is nothing more than refining.

However, this time different from the past, the weapons quenched are all added with a trace of lightning to bless their power. This is the real refining technique. The lightning is refined into the weapon without losing it. It is technical work.

It is undeniable that the energy expended has doubled.

Before long, the first weapon to be cast was an euphorbia, with thunder and lightning, engraved with thunder patterns, and hardness and flexibility, all being refined to the peak.

As the quality level increases, so does the price.

The next day, Liu Jiabing opened, and there were but few pitiful guests.

Look at Zhao's house, the shop door is closed.

On the second day, the price of Liu’s weapons was reduced. Originally, it was fifty taels and then fell to forty taels. No one bought fifty taels and no one bought forty taels. They waited to continue to drop.

This is Liu Canghai's helpless move.

It has been too long, and he needs to make up for the deficit and recover the silver as soon as possible.

In addition, it is the pressure exerted by the families.

This monopolistic bet is an alliance he has drawn. Each has invested a lot of money. The monopoly is okay. Sooner or later, there will be money to be made. The family can be accounted for when asked.

Unfortunately, the battle was defeated.

In other words, I was disappointed with Liu Canghai. We gambled with you against the shortfall. In the end, we were so busy and had to get the money back. The clan was already very dissatisfied.

Every family has its cupboard.

The pressure of each family is piled on Liu Canghai. This situation has driven him to a dead end. The family has no assistance, and other families are also clamoring for money.

In this way, this price cut was made.

Knowing that he is losing money, he has to bite the bullet and want to recover the money in a short time to fill the shortfall. How much money other families have invested, he will take back a lot of money, as for how much he loses, he has to take it all by himself. .

On the third day, the price will again.

Good weapons, fifty taels bought, all dropped to thirty taels.

Zhao Yun waited for this day.

What about silver! Already prepared, it is time for him to fight back.

The so-called counterattack is also a monopoly.

Fifty taels were sold, thirty taels were bought back, and Liu Jiabing shop was emptied in one go. After finishing the work, it was refined and cast again, and the price rose again.

"As much as you want."

Recklessly covered in a black robe, he had already run over with the silver ticket. He had lived for thirty years and was so lavish as his head turned back. The one throwing the silver ticket was called a domineering side leak.

"Really rich."

Many street people looked sideways and saw that there were more than a dozen carriages parked outside Liu Jiabing's shop. They were loading weapons at the moment, and every carriage was fully loaded.

"These two are interesting."

Street people murmured, a few days ago, the Liu family bought crazy and the Zhao family sold crazy; now the role is changed, the Zhao family buys crazy, and the Liu family sells crazy.

"Business war, this is a business war."

A discerning person will know everything, and the two are fighting secretly!

Snapped!

The whip sounded, and dozens of carriages full of weapons all started moving together. In one go, they shorted Liujia Bingpu. There was nothing left.

"It must be from Zhao Jiabingpu."

Wang De let out a cold snort, and looked at that expression.

"Do you still use it?"

Liu Canghai cursed, he can think of monopoly, but Zhao Yun can't think of it? If you sell fifty-two pieces and buy thirty-two pieces, you will not lose money from that.

"This...is this cheap Zhao's family?"

"The bank, the house, other shops, and the big families are all forcing Lao Tzu to ask for money. What can I do?" Liu Canghai covered his heart and squirted blood.

It should be anxious.

At this moment, he scolded Zhao Yun a thousand times, and also scolded Liu Cangkong a thousand times. The strategy was correct. It was his own clan who didn't work well and his teammates couldn't sit still.

At critical moments, all the chains are dropped.

If you can't find someone from your own crafting master, you can dig up the opponent's crafting master!

Can't dig it up, send someone to destroy it!

This whole, he played so enthusiastically, even his entire wealth was gambled up, but the family lost the chain, and together with the allies, they all fell into trouble.

The most annoying is Liu Cangkong.

As the owner of the family, you can help me through the difficulties with just one sentence. At the very least, with financial support, Lao Tzu will not be where it is today.

However, Liu Cangkong couldn't save him.

While they were talking, many figures had already opened the door, and there was a lot of water, mostly housekeepers in various stores, but also people from other families. Hearing that Liu Jiabingpu had done a big deal, they hurried to come, and they came in a team to find Liu Canghai. For money.

Give it all.

Liu Canghai also simply returned the amount of money he invested, a lot of money.

"The fruit is bright."

Everyone laughed, and the money was taken back, and the family can explain it.

"No."

Liu Canghai said indifferently, he had the urge to vomit blood, and he found a bunch of pig teammates. He was so **** happy, he asked for money, and he was more positive than one.

"The fire hurts my body."

The shopkeepers smiled, came in a team, and walked together.

After everyone left, someone came again.

The manager of the Liu family bank, shook the folding fan lightly, and forced the grid to be full.

Obviously, it is also here to ask for money.

In these days, Liu Canghai borrowed a lot of money from the bank?

"Can't wait so much?"

Liu Canghai didn't catch his breath, and coughed up blood again. The family rushed to ask for money. He admitted that even his own bank did the same. Can I still run away? If it is not so tight, why would Laozi sell weapons at a lower price?

"San Ye, one yard goes to one yard."

The bank manager smiled but didn't smile, he just collected the money and ignored the others.

"Take it, don't send it."

Liu Canghai snorted coldly, and handed out a wad of silver notes. It was all his wealth, and he had to make up for the money he lost. He worked hard for decades, and worked hard until it was released.

"See you."

After taking the banknotes, the bank manager got up and left, saying nothing.

"Guan Zhang, BingPu Guan Zhang."

Liu Canghai waved his hand and sat down weakly. There were no weapons in the shop, so how could he be called Bing Shop? Sikong couldn't find anyone anymore, and there was no supply of goods. What other store did he open.

Then, the family order came.

It is an order to be issued, and the place where it is issued is a very remote town.

"San Ye, it's good to rest."

Wang De said indifferently, and turned away, his waist straightened, and he said San Ye, there was no slightest respect, and his tone of voice was not hard to hear contempt.

The world is cold.

Liu Canghai no longer has the power to stand up. He has been sanctioned by his family, and he has been thrown into the cold palace. Such people, even members of the family, have no future.

He is gone, and the buddy has gone a lot too.

The tree fell and scattered, but this family couldn't do it, so they went to the next family to make a living.

"good very good."

In the room, Liu Canghai's smile did not know whether it was sad or desolate.

Lost.

In this monopolistic business war, he was completely defeated.

Want to return to the family?

I'm afraid it's impossible. After losing so much money, it's not bad if I don't ask you to settle the account. Still thinking about going back? In this life, don't even think about getting involved in the power of the clan.

He should understand, understand his identity.

The children sent abroad are just a puppet of the family from beginning to end.

Use it if it is useful, or discard it if it is not.

For so many years, he has been deceiving himself and others, dreaming that one day he will return to the clan. He has only realized that reality is far more cruel than fantasy.

Zhao Jiabing shop in the back garden, full of weapons.

After a long walk, everyone who went out from here came back.

Then there was the sound of firecrackers.

It’s the Zhao’s Bingpu, and it’s opened again. Looking at the street people in the square, I’ve long been accustomed to it. It’s interesting to close the door at two ends in three days, and close it at intervals of five to five.

Looking at the price, there are many scolding women.

They are not to blame, but the price of weapons has increased: one hundred taels.

Waiting to see the weapon, no one is bluffing.

Weapon! An absolutely good weapon, compared to the previous one, there was a trace of thunder and lightning, and the thunder pattern on it was quite eye-catching. This alone was worth a hundred taels.

"Yes, I went bankrupt and bought it, and made good weapons again."

"Replace the old with the new, the price is fair." Zhao Jiabingpu's rules, forget the ancient city, as long as it is a ready-made weapon, it can be replaced, as many as you want.

"Profit merchant."

The old man in Mai took a hand and glanced at Zhao Yun.

"If you don't have money, where can you get the cultivation resources."

Zhao Yun didn't linger for a few moments, casting soldiers overnight, and has not rested yet.

A profiteer, he admits to himself.

If mercy is not in charge, and righteousness is not in business, no one who does business will not rape, and no business will not rape! Besides, his soldiers' shop didn't use inferior weapons to fool customers.

This, the old man Mai does not deny.

A weapon that melted a trace of thunder and lightning, worthy of hundreds of taels.

Zhao Yun drank wine and didn't know what he was thinking.

The Liujia Bingpu was destroyed, and the opponent no longer had a craftsman. This meant that the supply was fundamentally cut off. If you want to monopolize, you have to double the previous financial resources, because it has risen to one hundred taels and there is no family. Support, without the financial assistance of other families, just relying on the Liujia Bingpu family, can not turn the tide.

Unless, they can find a new refiner.

These are not important anymore. The important thing is that the reputation of Zhao’s Bingpu has been beaten out, and it has been completely established. What Liu Canghai has not done so hard, he has done, and he has truly monopolized the weapon business. This business, he will grow bigger and bigger. Not only in Wanggucheng, there are other ancient cities that will expand one after another.

Silver is a good thing.

In the future, half of the martial arts training resources will rely on it.

Now, he can concentrate on cultivation.