I have been living in the forest for hundreds of years, and the world calls me the master of the res

The tea room is extremely elegantly decorated.

There is also a magic circle inside that can isolate the cultivators from detection of their spiritual consciousness.

In the beautiful gramophone spirit conch, sweet tunes are constantly playing back.

Coupled with the fragrant aroma in the tea room, it smells extremely refreshing and relaxing.

The two puppets placed the brewed hot tea in front of them, bowed and walked out.

Smelling the faint aroma of tea, Song Yantong picked up the teacup and took a sip.

In an instant, Song Yantong felt a surge of enlightenment in her heart.

It seems that he has a little more insight into his own skills or swordsmanship.

"Junior brother, what is the origin of this friend of yours?

Why would you treat us with such a precious thing? "

Song Yantong put down the teacup and asked in surprise.

This tea is extraordinary and can deepen your own understanding.

A single leaf could be sold for thousands of spiritual stones.

And such a rare thing is just used to treat guests casually?

It’s too extravagant!

Are you afraid that you have some ulterior motive?

Song Yantong had seen too many cultivators' intrigues and conspiracy to seek wealth and harm.

She was afraid that Song Siming would believe some bad people's words because of the pressure from the sect.

"It's okay, Senior Sister, Xiaosong is my dead brother.

You can trust him completely. "

Song Siming drank the tea in one gulp, his expression full of reminiscence.

After a moment of silence, he replied to Song Yantong.

"But……"

Song Yantong also wanted to advise Song Siming to be more cautious, but suddenly the closed door was opened, and she swallowed what she said next.

"Sorry to keep you guys waiting for so long."

Xiaosong shook his head and apologized, walked in casually, sat down on the main seat.

It's just that his turtle body looks a bit abstract and funny when he moves around.

But the two people in the tea room didn't pay attention to these things.

He just kept his eyes on Xiaosong.

"Xiaosong, if you have anything to say, just tell me.

I... whatever I can do, I will definitely do. "

Song Siming didn't know why Xiaosong came to see him today.

The two were reminiscing about old times not long ago.

Song Siming knew that what Xiao Song wanted to ask for was probably the master's intention.

It's just that his ability is limited now, so I'm afraid he won't be able to help much.

"Six... Fellow Daoist Song is still as direct as before.

Well, I invited the two of you from the Qinglian Sword Sect to come over today. I really have something to ask of you. "

Xiaosong smiled, recalled what his master had told him a few days ago, and said to the two of them.

I should have contacted Sixth Senior Brother earlier.

But the news came back from the eldest brother and fourth brother.

Let the master rearrange the manpower.

That's what I've been waiting for today.

"You said."

Song Siming nodded.

There was no intention of rejection at all.

Song Yantong on the side looked secretly anxious.

“We, the Great Wilderness Chamber of Commerce, want to privately support your Qinglian Sword Sect.

In contrast, your sect name and internal resource allocation must be shared with our Dahuang Chamber of Commerce.

We will also send people to your place to systematically study your skills and sword techniques. "

Xiaosong said everything his master told him.

As they have become famous in the small business community in recent years, they have attracted the covetous attention of many forces.

This is different from Li Cheng's low-key philosophy of building a tree.

He spent a lot of money to get his partner Qiongzhen Pavilion to stop many forces that were spying on intelligence.

In order not to be so passive, Li Cheng decided to personally support a force he had in the outside world.

So Qinglian Sword Sect naturally appeared in Li Cheng's sight.

Song Siming happened to be regarded as the hope of the sect by the remaining Qinglian disciples.

The top leaders of the sect are almost dead.

Even if there were still one or two scattered, Li Cheng asked his partner Qiong Zhenge to secretly issue an assassination order to pursue them.

So there is no one more suitable than Qinglian Sword Sect.

Under the banner of Qinglian Sword Sect, it is easier for Li Cheng and others to move around in Yunning Prefecture.

Even if there is something unreasonable.

It can also be attributed to the hidden background of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Of course, the more important thing is the matter in Yongcangzhou.

A new identity is needed to launch.

"What did you say?"

Before Song Siming could speak, Song Yantong became anxious.

If you really agree, what's the difference between selling the Qinglian Sword Sect?

Never agree!

"What is your funding method?"

Song Siming did not react as violently as Song Yantong.

He still looked calm and asked softly.

When Song Yantong heard this, she immediately turned to look at Song Siming in disbelief.

It was as if it was the first day I met him, so strange.

“Let’s take half a million spiritual stones per year for the time being.

We will also distribute elixirs and magic weapons according to your cultivation level.

May I? "

Komatsu stated the conditions.

Originally, Li Cheng wanted to give Song Siming [-] yuan a month to play with.

As a result, Mo Lian strongly opposed it.

With so many spirit stones, Song Siming might not be able to control the other disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Human desires are endless!

Li Cheng thought so and discounted [-] yuan.

And let other disciples join Qinglian Sword Sect.

He wanted the Qinglian Sword Sect to become Song Siming's one-stop shop.

"Five...fifty...ten thousand!?"

Song Yantong was stunned when she heard this, and then she was so shocked that she couldn't even speak fluently.

In the past, the annual net income of Qinglian Sword Sect was only a few million.

Now this spirit turtle in front of me casually throws half a million at him?

Do you really use spiritual stones as mortal coins?

If there are really [-]... Then selling the sect is not impossible...

This thought came to Song Yantong's mind unconsciously.

Just because the other side gave too much...

But soon she realized what she was doing, and her eyes only fell on Song Siming, wanting to see what he would choose.

"Then shall we be controlled by your Great Wilderness Chamber of Commerce?"

Song Siming asked another important question.

Song Yantong agreed upon hearing this. If the Great Wilderness Chamber of Commerce wanted them to help others do evil, wouldn't that be violating the teachings of their ancestors?

This is absolutely unacceptable.

"No, no!

You haven't agreed to this yet, why are you thinking about the future? "

Song Yantong's heart skipped a beat.

Quickly put the thoughts in your head aside.

"Don't worry, except for you, the other Qinglian disciples are as usual.

After all, I hope only two of you know what happened today.

If you have figured it out, Fellow Daoist Song will make an oath and give a guarantee to our Dahuang Chamber of Commerce. "

Xiaosong responded fluently. After all, he had been following Gutai and the others for a while.

Otherwise, he would not have been sent here by his master to serve as a steward.

"Can I discuss it with my senior sister alone?"

Song Siming glanced at Song Yantong, who had winked at him several times, and asked Xiaosong.

"Of course, if you two have discussed it, just call me."

Xiaosong spread his turtle claws and crawled out of the room with a smile.

The two people with different thoughts were left alone in the room.

"Junior Brother, you..."

When Song Yantong saw Song Siming lowering his head and thinking deeply, she couldn't help but ask him what he thought.

Unexpectedly, Song Siming suddenly raised his head, looked at Song Yantong seriously and said, "Senior sister, I want to revive the Qinglian Sword Sect.

For this I am willing to do anything, even if it means betraying myself!

Senior sister, can you help me? "

At the end of his words, Song Siming's tone was a bit reluctant and pleading.

Hearing this, Song Yantong's heart trembled.

"I...I don't know..."

Song Yantong was a little flustered.

This is not their business, nor is it the responsibility of Song Siming alone.

She felt that there was no need for Song Siming to bear this.

“Senior sister, junior brother, I’ll take it as your promise.

Let me, Song Siming, be the sinner! "

Song Siming saw that Song Yantong chose to escape.

He couldn't help but sigh, stood up and called Xiaosong.

See the firm look in Song Siming's eyes.

Song Yantong suddenly had the idea of ​​being ashamed of herself.

How is she different from Song Yuanzhou?

"Have you two made up your mind?"

Xiaosong walked in and asked Song Siming directly.

He always felt that it was very funny to bullshit Sixth Senior Brother from such a stance.

But this is something that Master has explained.

No matter what, Komatsu has to play this scene well.

Song Siming didn't waste any more words and made an oath directly in front of Xiao Song and Song Yantong.

On the grounds that the Dahuang Chamber of Commerce will revive the Qinglian Sword Sect, I would like to be a servant of the Dahuang Chamber of Commerce, etc...

Hearing that tough tone, Song Yantong felt sad.

Xiaosong listened to Song Siming's oath, and also made a pledge with Song Yantong.

After doing all this, Xiaosong handed a Qiankun Ring to Song Yantong.

"Here are fifty thousand spiritual stones, please check and accept them first.

Our Dahuang Chamber of Commerce never lies to others. "

When Xiaosong saw that the matter was done, he was ready to drive people away.

After all, he still needs to take care of the business below.

Song Yantong took the Qiankun Ring and used her spiritual consciousness to look inside.

I saw a pile of neatly stacked spiritual stones placed inside.

Exudes amazing aura.

"Then we'll go back today."

When Song Siming saw Song Yantong nodding at him, indicating that the quantity was correct, Song Siming immediately stood up and left.

Once you have the spirit stone, you must first pay off some foreign debts.

It's not good to always owe Luo Yuan favors.

Song Yuanzhou also had to pay the fees he owed.

"Okay, I'll give you a ride."

Xiaosong didn't try to keep him, since Song Siming was in Xiaofangjie anyway, and there were plenty of opportunities for the two to get along.

Two people and one turtle went straight to the so-called Great Wilderness Pill Making.

Before leaving, Xiao Song stuffed a lot of pills into Song Siming's hands.

Song Yantong looked confused.

Aren't they paid per head?

There are at least hundreds of pills in that pile.

Song Siming accepted it sheepishly, then waved goodbye to Xiaosong, and walked on the street with Song Yantong.

"Junior brother, there is an excellent spiritual sword in front of you.

Buy the spiritual stone while you have it! "

He saw Song Siming walking in front, still carrying the junk spirit sword she had given him that day.

Song Yantong felt sad.

I want to buy it for Song Siming. I saw the spiritual sword in the cupboard before.

"No, senior sister, there is no need to waste spiritual stones."

Song Siming has always been thrifty, so long as the spirit sword can be used.

If it is too good, it will make you feel distressed and reluctant to use it.

However, Song Yantong always believed that a good spiritual sword was the best appearance for a Sword Sect disciple.

He just dragged Song Siming to the store.

But before entering the store, Song Yantong suddenly froze when she looked at the plaque on it.

I saw the words "Dahuang Zhiwu" written on it.

Song Yantong looked towards the left and right stores and felt even more dazed.

"Dahuang makes talismans, Dahuang makes puppets, Dahuang makes weapons, Dahuang makes formations..."

She finally understood why the word "Da Huang" seemed familiar to her.

This whole central street is owned by the Dahuang Chamber of Commerce!

Song Siming had already entered the store and was chatting happily with a spiritual eagle inside.

As he spoke, Lingdiao directly took the spirit sword that sold for more than ten thousand spirit stones in the store and forced it into Song Siming's hand.

Song Siming still thought about it, but the result was that the spirit eagle pushed him out with his sword.

Then every time Song Siming passed by a store, he would always be called in and brought out a bunch of things.

Song Yantong was dumbfounded for a while.

Are these all friends of Song Siming?

……