"Oh?"

"My patriarch... has just become enlightened, yet he has such combat power?"

Pang Yaoguang showed joy.

"I heard that the Lingmu Great World is quite affluent compared to you. There are as many saint emperors as dogs, and the emperor walks all over the place."

"Alas, the Three Realms are so impoverished."

"How can this be done?"

Ye Changqing said quietly, playing with the storage ring in his hand, which contained 28 sets of clothes of the Pang family, and it may even be the last 28 sets of clothes in the Three Realms.

"What does the senior mean?"

Pang Yaoguang slapped his head, his eyes glistening.

Ouch, on such a big matter, I was only thinking about my ancestors, and I didn't raise my attention to the future development of the Three Realms.

Really... should be poor.

"Although the Lingmu Great World is extremely rich, it is not something the strength of the Three Realms can covet."

"I don't know how many there are just at the peak of true immortals."

"but……"

Chapter 246 Let's Go!I want [-]%

"If there is an opportunity for me to sell it to you, it's not a big problem."

Ye Changqing said with a smile.

Pang Yaoguang's eyes lit up.

Indeed, the master of Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets can even create an immortal king. People in the three realms have long lost interest in the cultivation of this mysterious young man in front of him.

In the early years, the first group of contacts in Guiyuan Realm thought that the master of Tianji Pavilion was the only emperor who existed in the world. Later, the practitioners who came from Dayan Realm thought he was a supreme true immortal. Until Pang Kaiyang became the Immortal King, everyone acquiesced that his cultivation was that of the Immortal King.

But how can an existence that can create an immortal king at will, itself, be as simple as an immortal king.

True immortals are beyond the comprehension of ordinary practitioners, and the existence of immortal kings is unheard of. What is above the immortal king is too far away, and they have lost interest.

All in all, the owner of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets is right to be invincible.

"But...in our Three Realms, there are no materials to buy opportunities."

Pang Yaoguang showed embarrassment.

"On credit."

"I allow credit for the information needed for this operation."

"But after the return, [-]% of all materials need to be paid to the Tianji Pavilion, and the remaining [-]% can be divided equally between you and others, and each of you can fight for it by means, it's up to you to decide."

Ye Changqing said lightly.

"In that case, thank you senior!"

"It is really a blessing for all ages to have an existence like you in the Three Realms."

Pang Yaoguang hurriedly cupped his hands and said from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, let's go."

"Let's discuss with you Pang's family and the other real immortals in this world."

"If you want to go, come to Tianji Pavilion to find me."

Ye Changqing waved his hand, he was already tired of hearing this level of flattery.

……

"Rumble..."

The chaotic ocean is boundless, and wisps of gray gas are like heavy mist, which cannot be dissolved even if it is melted.

A group of people showed their figures.

The man in the lead has a face like a knife and an axe, with black hair hanging casually on his shoulders, two quiet and deep eyes, and a tall and tall figure. He is stepping on a mysterious river, and he can't see its source or end. One square world, one individual character, ups and downs in it, at a glance, there is an illusion of falling into it, shuttling through the past, future and present, so bizarre and unstoppable.

"I will take [-]% for this operation."

"Wait, do you have any opinions?"

Bai Suimu stands on the sea of ​​chaos, overlooking a group of true immortals: Samsara Immortal Venerable, Wei Wujian, Mo Jianyi, Hou Hou, Lei Yin, and the Pang clan headed by Pang Tianshu, 28 true immortals.

"Excluding the [-]% that was paid to the senior Pavilion Master, we only have [-]% left."

"As soon as you open your mouth, you will ask for [-]%, which is equivalent to taking one-third and leaving two-thirds. I am waiting for so many true immortals, how do I divide them?"

Pang Tianshu frowned.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, there is a figure entrenched on it, with a dignified shape and a special fairy charm hanging from his body, which adds a sense of sacredness to him.

Ye Changqing's divided soul naturally has his own will, but he will not easily interfere with these people's disputes. On weekdays, he only gives pointers to their cultivation, and if Pang Tianshu is in danger of death, he will take care of him.

"Don't forget."

"This operation was originally to save your ancestors."

"Ten percent, my selling fee is also included."

Bai Suimu said calmly, with black hair dancing wildly, and the river flowing under his feet, he was invincible in the world.

He was an extremely proud person, and no one took him seriously except the owner of the Tianji Pavilion.

This action, if it is not for the face of the senior pavilion master, maybe he will really take action to snatch other people's resources and take them all for himself.

For something the size of a fist, even if the Immortal King came, he would have to give it a shot.

"How many of you?"

"No comments either?"

Pang Tianshu looked at Samsara Immortal Venerable, Hou Hou and others.

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