The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

"Me, the big shopkeeper?" Li Chuyi was stunned. Is there anything wrong with this old man's mind?

"Haha, old man, there's nothing wrong with my brain!" Mr. Shang said with a straight face.

Li is embarrassed.

"Senior Shang, with my cultivation level, I'm afraid I can't even be a small shopkeeper. I still have some self-awareness. This big shopkeeper..."

"Boy Li, I'm a businessman!" Old Man Shang stared at the sea of ​​clouds and said something ambiguous.

Li Chuyi was silent, asking him to be the shopkeeper, was it also a part of the business?

"Senior, what level of cultivation are you at?"

"Haha, I'm just on the road!" Old Man Shang's tone was extremely vicissitudes of life.

Then he said: "The Miracle Pavilion has three big shopkeepers in each place. Since you are from the Thirteenth Place."

"I'll let you be the big shopkeeper of the Thirteen Lands, but in the Miracle Pavilion, your status is the same as all the big shopkeepers."

"By the way, Mr. Li, the black jade pipe I just gave you is the great shopkeeper's token of authority. Everyone has it."

"Hehe, after all, we are businessmen. When we talk about business, we smoke a few puffs of cigarettes and puff on the clouds. That's what we call momentum, style, and a good place to live."

Old Man Shang had a evil smile on his face, and then threw out a storage ring, "There are tobacco leaves in it. I grew them myself. It's very good for refreshing your mind."

Then he took out a robe, which was different from the Taoist robe with mountains, rivers, sun and moon embroidered on it, and the fairy spirit fluttered.

This robe is extremely luxurious. The sleeves are extremely wide. The main body is dark green. It is full of treasures and spiritual energy. It has various lines and complicated patterns. I am afraid it is some extraordinary pattern. The materials used are unimaginable. The main feature is to be a noble lady. people.

"This is a business robe. When we big businessmen go out, we should look noble. Do you understand?"

Li Chu nodded, "I understand, show your strength and control the situation!"

After he said that, he put on his business robe, and his temperament suddenly changed, eh! It looks like a spiritual stone~

"Senior, if you dress like this, will you really not be robbed when you go out?" He frowned.

But Old Man Shang rolled his eyes and said, "Stupid boy, we are the traders of Magic Pavilion. Not many dare to rob you!"

"Even if someone's brain is stuffed with paste and they want to fight you, remember, we are profiteers."

"If profiteers want to live well, they must have a solid body, so work hard to improve your cultivation!"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore."

Light flashed in Old Man Shang's hand, and then a file appeared, filled with densely packed small characters.

"Boy, our Magic Pavilion is in the business of doing business. Now that we hire you as the shopkeeper, we naturally have to sign a contract. This is reasonable, right?"

"You still need to sign a contract?" Li Chuyi couldn't help but be stunned, but at the same time he became extremely serious. You can't sign this thing randomly, maybe it was sold and you counted the money for others.

"Otherwise, old man, I am a businessman, so naturally I have to pay attention to everything in black and white. Is it wrong to be more rigorous?"

Li Chuyi finished the dossier angrily, and then thought over it word by word very carefully, even all kinds of irregular sentence fragments, fearing that there were pitfalls in it.

What is written in this file is probably some of the rules of the Magic Pavilion, as well as various divisions. For example, the little shopkeeper can get 15% of the profits for every transaction he makes.

The shopkeeper can divide into 30%, and the big shopkeeper can divide into 50%, which is particularly scary.

Old man Shang was watching from the side, puffing away his clouds, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were slightly cunning.

After looking at the incense sticks for a long time, Li Chuyi went over and over again and finally determined that there was nothing wrong.

Old man Shang took out a box of colorful ink pads, which were full of colors and looked very magical.

"Boy, if you have thoroughly researched it, then press your fingerprints!"

When Li Chu heard that he was going to press his fingerprints, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly picked up the file and studied it. He even started to read it backwards, wondering about the meaning of each word to see if there was any ambiguity.

After a few more sticks of incense, and after he was sure that there was nothing wrong with him, he reluctantly stretched out his thumb, dipped it in mud, and made his fingerprints.

Suddenly, he frowned and felt that there seemed to be some connection between him and the dossier.

And this seems to be cause and effect, a piece of cause and effect written in black and white!

When Old Man Shang saw this, he moved his fingers slightly, and the file appeared in his hand. He said with great satisfaction: "The boy is good, he is a cheerful person."

Then, he grabbed the last leaf from his cigarette and smoked it, staring into the distance, and his tone became deeper.

"Little Li, what you see of me now is just a trace of consciousness left behind. I will not wake up on weekdays. It can be regarded as a foundation for suppressing the Magic Pavilion."

"As for our true body, hey, it's in a place you can't even think about, haha..."

After speaking, Old Man Shang picked up the file in his hand, and as his fingernails lightly slid over it, it was divided into two layers while Li Chuyi was stunned.

And the colorful fingerprints he just pressed suddenly appeared on two files at the same time.

Li Chuyi saw it. The newly appeared dossier still followed the rules, but there were not many words.

'Big shopkeeper Li Chuyi, from now on, he needs to bring a profit of one million middle-grade spiritual stones to Magic Pavilion every thirty years. '

'If it is less than this number, you need to make up the difference three times yourself! '

At this moment, the corners of Li Chuyi's mouth kept twitching, bringing millions of profits to Magic Pavilion.

Damn it, it’s good if he doesn’t throw away spiritual stones when he goes out now, and he can still make millions?

Suddenly, the solitary peak and the surrounding sea of ​​clouds all became hazy.

"Hahaha, boy, we are profiteers. When dealing with profiteers, your vigilance is still not enough. Learn from it slowly in the future!"

Old Man Shang's voice continued: "Boy, let me give you something else. It's not a secret skill, but it's something that the old man has put his heart and soul into."

When Li Chuyi's vision became clear again, something appeared in his hand.

"The book of profiteering!", he chanted.

"Geez, Mr. Shang, you're a profiteer." Someone roared up to the sky.

Only then did he notice that the surroundings were a simple and elegant hall, with black stone pillars standing on all four legs, as if their power could hold up the sky.

It is also engraved with mysterious beast species, with scales and claws dancing, soaring into the clouds, lifelike.

He stood in the center of the hall, as inconspicuous as an ant.

"Belongs to Miracle Pavilion, I've met the big shopkeeper!"

At this time, a large group of dark figures suddenly appeared in the hall, including those transformed gods and Nascent Soul monks that they had met in Dafu Kingdom before.

They all saluted Li Chuyi with great respect.

And Lin Daiyu was also standing in the corner, his limbs trembling with excitement, his face almost changing shape with laughter, Brother Li is so powerful!

"You guys go down first!" The one who spoke was the middle-aged scribe Lianxu, but he did not salute Li Chuyi.

"Yes, shopkeeper." The crowd disappeared instantly.

At this moment, only Li Chuyi and the scribes were left in the hall, as well as Lin Daiyu in the corner.

"Li Chuyi?"

"Uh, yes. May I ask what you call this senior?" Li Chuyi hurriedly raised his hands and saluted.

"You don't have to be so reserved. We are both members of the Miracle Pavilion. You are still the chief shopkeeper, and your position is more respectable than mine."

"I don't dare. The senior's cultivation is far beyond that of the junior. How can I be so arrogant just because of my status?"

This sentence is sincere. In the world of immortality, strength is ultimately the most important thing.

In addition, Li Chuyi felt that the pressure this scribe brought to him was even greater than that of the thunder-marked young man in the Endless Sea.

"My name is Wenshan."

Wenshan said calmly: "How much profit do you need to bring to Magic Pavilion every thirty years?"

"One million pieces!"

Wenshan nodded, "It's not much. It probably has something to do with your insufficient cultivation. After all, if it were another big shopkeeper, this number would be huge."