break the way [comprehension]

Zhu Jincai's days have not been very moist recently, indeed not very moist.

Flipping through this month's accounts, his eyes were blazing with flames, as if he was about to scorch the deacons and disciples in front of him. It was roaring with flames.

After finally giving up his status in the palace, he managed this errand to the present state, but in a blink of an eye, his income declined, who the hell wouldn't be angry!

A row of deacons kneeling at the bottom heard the sound of the floor tiles being frozen by the ice flames, endured the pain that pierced into the bone marrow, their teeth chattered, and even were so numb from the cold that they couldn't feel their lower limbs, but the atmosphere was still there. dare not come out.

At the time when the pain was so painful that it was unbearable, finally a deacon gritted his teeth and muttered: "The manager...it's not that I don't work hard..."

The icy flame in Zhu Jincai's triangular eyes paused, and his dark eyes looked at the speaking deacon: "Oh?"

The deacon shuddered, but said under the terrifying cold eyes: "It's really because those casual cultivators are too stupid! My Great Snow Palace's Gathering God Pill is well known in the world, but they are greedy for petty gain, Go and buy the medicine pill of unknown origin!"

The other deacon disciples lowered their heads, trembling in their hearts, not knowing whether to resent or delight this colleague.

Zhu Jincai snorted, and asked inexplicably, "Then, in your opinion, what should it be?"

The deacon disciple was stunned, since the words have already been said for this sake, what else is there to hide? !

So, he actually said something that stunned the colleagues around him, how dare he?How dare you come up with such an idea!As soon as this idea came out, those casual cultivators still didn't rebel? !

But after Zhu Jincai listened, what appeared in his triangular eyes was not ice flames but joyful light: "Okay! Good idea! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

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A certain mountain depression on the front line of Xuepenkou.

Under the influence of the demonic energy, the mouth of the blood basin has long been devastated, and even a small plant occasionally grows strangely.

If it were in this barren land, except for those elusive monsters, perhaps walking hundreds of miles would not meet a single life, but now all this has been broken.

This mountain depression is actually full of prosperity. Some monks spread out a piece of rag on the ground and yelled: "The elixir on the west line, the elixir on the west line, only add [-]% of the price, only [-]% of the price!"

Immediately, some monks huffed and surrounded him: "I said brother, you are too dark at [-]%!"

The previous monk frowned and said: "I am a fair price with a conscience. Look at you, brother, you are from the Eastern Front, right? I added [-]% to the price, and it is much cheaper than your Zhubapi price! You Buying goods at that price every day, are you ashamed to call me black?"

The monk who countered the price said: "Of course we can't do anything about the price set by the Snow Palace, but brother, you get this medicine so cheap, it's not easy for everyone to beg for food at the mouth of the blood basin, and you add [-]%... "

Before the counter-offer was finished, the previous cultivator was full of bitterness: "It's not easy, I bought this elixir by myself, right? I came here all the way from the west. Demons have to raise their heads too. I am using my life to provide you with cheaper pills. After working so hard, I only raised the price by [-]%. Is this too much? Is it too much????"

The counter-offer finally turned off, so I honestly prepared to pay.

——This matter is commonly known as "practice booth".

It's just different from the small stalls in the mortal world, the purchase prices here are all transparent, there is no way, you can know the exchange prices on the western front after a little inquiry.

Even so, those high-quality and cheap goods on the western front, especially medicine pills and talismans, even if you know the purchase price, even if you know that the western-front monks who know these stalls have increased the price, compared to the expensive goods from other sects In terms of the exchange price, it is still very attractive, which is why the monk's [-]% price increase is still sold out.

Also because of this business, this small mountain col had a good reputation in Xuepenkou for a while, because it was not too far away from all fronts, and a small market was naturally formed. Above this market, the most popular Naturally, they are goods from the western front, just like just now, as long as they yell, they will definitely attract people.

This day was also the same as usual, until the Eastern Front cultivator who was about to pay was pulled aside by his companion who rushed over, and then there was an exclamation: "What?!"

The monk who sold the elixir was a little impatient: "I said brother, do you still buy it? There is no such shop after a village."

The cultivator on the eastern front looked very ugly, he hesitated for a while and cupped his hands: "I'm sorry."

Then he turned around and left.

The elixir seller was dumbfounded, what kind of person is this!Didn't you look very excited when you counter-offered earlier?Why is it that when it's time to pay for it, you're so goofy, don't waste his time if you don't want to buy it, what you don't want to buy is the cultivator who wants it!

After cursing a few words, the monk who sold the elixir didn't bother to care about it any more, so he yelled again: "The elixir on the western front, the elixir on the western front, only add [-]% of the price, only [-]% of the price!"

But what's strange is that the cultivator who sold the pills found that those monks on the eastern front who were most urgent for the pills and talismans actually left in a hurry?This can't help but surprise him, what's going on?It's just that he "made a bad purchase" because he went back. Could it be that Zhu Jincai on the Eastern Front has changed his nature?

You know, the various sects originally belonged to the east and west lines. The things that belonged to the east and west lines were the darkest. Now the west line, I don’t know what kind of wind the criminal master has turned into a blessed place. The east line is the biggest fire pit. The people in this fire pit People don't want to buy cheap things anymore?

Not only the cultivators who sell pills, but also all the cultivators who sell spiritual things from the western front are muttering in their hearts, feeling that today's things don't seem to be selling as well as usual, and soon, this little bit of unselling is like It will be contagious, and it will become more and more difficult to sell, not only on the Eastern Front, it seems that even people from several other sects are reluctant to buy it.

These monks on the western front gradually began to feel fear in their hearts. You must know that this business of buying and selling is in full swing. They earn spirit stones many times faster than before. After all, killing demons is a business with their heads in their hands, but now they are just walking back and forth. You can save enough spiritual stones for your own practice in a few trips, except for those who wholeheartedly want to join the Jade Moon Palace and want to save the heads of monsters, who would take the risk?

With such thoughts, most of the monks on the western front almost switched careers to start this practice stall.

This also means that their working capital is basically bet on the goods. Once the goods are in their hands... whoever in the western front has a lot of pills and talismans casually sprinkles them, and these elixirs and talismans are enough for them I have used it for eight lifetimes!

Under great fear, as a last resort, these monks on the western front had to jump off the building to sell:

"The elixirs on the west front, the elixirs on the west line, only add [-]% to the price, only [-]% to the price!"

"The elixirs on the western front, the elixirs on the western front, no price increase, no price increase!"

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As the price became cheaper, a small group of monks came to buy one after another. However, after this wave of people, when it was dark, only Xixian himself was left in the small mountain that was originally full of people. The gang of reselling monks.

They swear on the road together, although they are usually competitors, but at this strange moment, they must fight together!

"These people usually like to pick up cheap ones. Something must have happened that I don't know!"

"Hmph, don't let me know who is behind the scenes, damn it! I still have [-] bottles of concentrating pills in my hand, alas..."

"Ha, I told you to be stingy. You hesitated just now when you dumped the goods at a loss. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, hahahaha..." The laughter quickly fell down: "Damn, this trip is still a loss..."

In the silence, countless communication talismans danced. One of the benefits brought by the cheap price is that the communication is no longer as painful as it used to be. Even if it is just a simple greeting, you can use a communication talisman if you have nothing to do, such as:

[Old Zhang, don't lie to me, something serious must have happened to you on the Eastern Front! 】

【How do you know? 】

[Haha, I have a clever calculation, tell me quickly, what's going on! 】

【Oh, I won't tell you. 】

[Fuck, is it brother, you turned your face and refused to recognize anyone when you defected to Daxue Palace? ! 】

[Your elixir can't be sold anymore. 】

【…】

[Tsk tsk, look, I guessed right, you must have come to inquire about the news because the pills can no longer be sold! 】

【explain! ! !I will treat you to a hundred-year-old Hehe Niang later! ! ! ! 】

【That's pretty much the same, haha... Sigh, the one who suffered a thousand dollars actually came up with such a bad idea... %*&&*...】

While the news was flying, these monks on the western front stopped in their tracks and cursed at the same time: "I'll wipe your uncle's Zhu Jincai!"

Immediately, the last communication talisman became the last straw that broke the camel's back:

[Not only our Eastern Front, but also the other four sects announced the news. We don’t want to do this. No one is happy and they are all scolding, but everyone is seeking business from the six major sects. What else can we do? So let's do it... You should also hurry up and stop, alas. 】

These monks were stunned in the middle of the road, and the gap in the space in the distance seemed to be a hole that could not be filled, and there was a gloomy devilish energy, just like their mood at the moment:

"Everyone knows..."

"Oh, what can I do..."

"Zhu Jincai, the dog day, isn't he afraid of thunder from the sky?"

"Exchanging heads for spiritual objects... To put it nicely, this actually means that the rest of the casual cultivators can no longer exchange heads for spirit stones. No matter how many monsters they kill, they can only hold a bunch of useless heads. Level, there is no spirit stone at hand anymore, this is simply..."

"Oh, our business..."

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The news jointly announced by the five major sects was a bolt from the blue, and it directly shattered the wonderful vision of these western-front monks for earning spirit stones in the future. They were able to sell pills and talismans. On the one hand, it was because of the good welfare on the western front. Good quality and low price, but on the other hand, the casual cultivators of the other five sects also need to have spiritual stones and purchasing power. This Zhu Jincai is really too ruthless, this... This is simply a draw from the bottom!

There are no spirit stones, only heads, what can they use to buy spirit objects?

The announcement was also written in a high-sounding manner, saying that from now on, casual cultivators on the front lines of the five major factions will not have to bother to exchange spirit stones for spiritual objects, but directly redeem them with their heads. In fact, it is not because they are afraid that they will exchange them elsewhere Are the spiritual objects and spirit stones leaking out?

Now that it is like this, the Lingshi is indeed held firmly in the palm of the palm of the head of the five sects, but the left hand is the right hand...

When the news came, the flow of people at the exchange window on the western front dropped sharply.

These Western Front monks were not the only ones stockpiling goods, Xing Mingliang was also bleeding in his heart at this time, he never thought that Zhu Jincai would be so vicious!How dare you come up with such an idea!

Even Xing Mingliang has to admire it. In this way, those spirit stones will never be able to play any tricks in the pockets of the managers. If he didn't have the way of the Beast Sect, he might not be able to do anything. It will directly follow suit like the remaining four sects.

But these days, these goods of the Emperor Beast Sect have been dumped to the entire blood basin, and it has indeed achieved ten times the profit that He Shiming promised at the beginning: You know, no matter how much the original Xing Mingliang squeezes, the spirit stones he can earn will die. It's just the Lingshi exchanged by these casual cultivators on the three-acre land of Biyue City, and with these goods, the spontaneous market facing the entire blood basin allows him to earn money from the entire six sects of casual cultivators. The spirit stone in the pocket is naturally ten times more beneficial!

However, now, Zhu Jincai has come up with such an idea, and directly holds the spirit stones of the casual cultivators firmly in his own hands. He, Xing Mingliang, still has a lot of goods from the Emperor Beast Sect. break!

After earning ten times the profit, who would be willing to go back to their own one-third of an acre of land to think about the original one-tenth of the spirit stone?

Xing Mingliang, who was preoccupied, found He Shiming, but before he could speak, He Shiming had already said, "I know why you came here."

Even, he had already asked someone in the distance, and He Shiming gently dusted off the ashes of the messenger talisman in his hand.

Xing Mingliang was stunned, and didn't notice He Shiming's little action at all: "This trick is too insidious, but the Lingshi is firmly held in their hands..."

However, He Shiming smiled lightly, with confidence in his mind: "Don't panic about the Xing Zhang. This matter has long been expected by our Beast Master Sect. What you earned before were all the spirit stones of the other five factions, or in other words, it was the other five factions who were in charge. Their Lingshi, they are naturally not reconciled."

Xing Mingliang's face was a little subtle, but he agreed with He Shiming's statement. As the manager of the Western Front, how could he not be aware of the private sales of those casual cultivators on the Western Front?

It's just that those spirit stones flowed into his personal pocket in a steady stream after all, and he naturally wouldn't stop it, and was even happy to see it happen.

Now, if someone wants to intercept these inflowing spirit stones, he will naturally not do it. In his warehouse, he even bought spiritual objects as high as a mountain from the Beastmaster Sect. Xing Mingliang squinted his eyes. If this Beastmaster Zong couldn't come up with a solution, so he would naturally find a way to return those spiritual objects back to the Beastmaster Sect!

Yes, for a villain like Xing Mingliang, it is naturally impossible to ask for advice in a polite manner. It's just that He Shiming broke the point first, and he was passive for a while and didn't explain it: "Ming people don't speak dark words, and I follow you. The Beast Sect spent a lot of spirit stones to buy so many spiritual things, so few monks on the west line don't know how long it will take to sell them. I bear the loss alone. Hehe, there is no such good deal in the world! "

However, He Shiming seemed not aware of Xing Mingliang's threat, and just smiled politely: "How could that be? The purpose of my Beast Controlling Sect is to treat customers like God. Your worries are our worries. Our Beast Controlling Sect still has I want to do more business with you, don't you think?"

Xing Mingliang snorted and declined to comment.

But He Shiming turned to ask: "I wonder if the head exchange is also under your control?"

Xing Mingliang was a little puzzled, for some reason he suddenly asked about this, he just nodded and said: "Of course, as I am in charge of the Western Front, these are all under my jurisdiction."

He Shiming was a little puzzled, but he hesitated and said: "It's not that I don't believe you, it's just... If you look at it from a small sect like ours, it seems that the person in charge of the warehouse must not overlap with those who take spiritual things , otherwise there will be chaos, our Biyue City..."

Xing Mingliang sneered: "I, Biyue City, is a first-class sect in the world. How can we be as shallow-sighted as your small sect? What's more, after taking this position At that time, I made a great oath early on, and I must not be greedy for any ink from this exchange, otherwise I will be backlashed, and there are even more evil methods in the Daxue Palace that can make the disciple who breaks the oath bleed to death on the spot, otherwise you think that love Why did Zhu Jincai, who is so rich as his life, change his ways to engage in this idea of ​​buying and selling spiritual things?"

He Shiming nodded. Naturally, he would not complain about Xing Mingliang's fifty-step smile, but instead asked: "Then we must have a reserve of spirit stones for this exchange, otherwise, how can we deal with the exchange of heads of so many casual cultivators?" Need for spirit stones?"

Xing Mingliang said: "This is natural."

He Shiming then asked: "How can we ensure that there are enough spirit stones for casual practitioners to exchange?"

"I will ask for spirit stones from the sect every quarter, and it's time to report and ask for spirit stones in the past few days." Then Xing Mingliang was a little impatient: "You ask all kinds of things, but there is a way to get the spirit stones in the warehouse. Sell ​​the spirit thing?"

He Shiming laughed: "Of course there is a way."

Xing Mingliang frowned.

However, He Shiming was very sure: "Don't you want to ask for spirit stones? If you ask a lot, the spirit stones will be sold."

In He Shiming's hands, the first line on the ashes of the disappearing talisman had only four words: "Wait and see."

The second line reads: "Ensure the first-level redemption on the Western Front."

He Shiming chewed the third line dozens of times before he vaguely figured out the true meaning of the third line: "We must believe in the wisdom of the people."

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On the way back to the west line, the many monks standing still on the west line suddenly said after a long silence:

"We can't let those five factions go on like this!"

"Everyone knows what kind of life we ​​lived before. We worked hard and chopped off a few heads, but it was not enough to exchange some healing medicines. How many brothers fell here and never got up again..."

The wind whistled, burying countless pains in the whistling.

"Not just for our benefit, but also for all the casual cultivators!"

"We have to do this business, and we must continue to do it!"

"Do it!" "Do it!!!"

A roar resounded through the wind horn.