break the way [comprehension]

East Front, Deacon Hall, this hall is one of the most extravagant buildings in the entire East Front. It is over ten feet tall and surrounded by dense cover.

But now, the whole hall is trembling slightly, without him, it is really the master in charge of Daxue Palace who laughed too hard.

No matter who it is, from the time when the spirit stone in his pocket was taken away, to when the spirit stone was taken back, thinking of the face of the enemy who was full of smoke but helpless, the joy of reversal is hard for outsiders to imagine. One is wonderful.

The deacons and disciples of the six sects are also very subtle, obviously everyone is of the same status - among these famous sects, the most eye-catching ones will always be those geniuses who are cultivators. In front of the monks of the Chamber of Commerce, no matter how powerful they are, and no matter how they are called "respected masters in charge", when they are in front of those true disciples who are like the proud sons of heaven, they have to nod and bow down to be small, because they are born to be short.

It seems that Zhu Jincai felt that there is nothing wrong with nodding and bowing, as long as he can continue to stay comfortably in this position, even if he can kneel down and call him grandpa.

He is not like some people, who obviously nod and bow like others, but he has to put on an air of arrogance and disdain, tsk tsk, since he is a female cousin, he has to hug the archway, for someone like Xing Mingliang, Zhu Jincai only has one word, bah!

Counting the spirit stones poured from the storage bag of the sect in his left hand to his own storage bag in his right hand, Zhu Jincai squinted his triangular eyes happily, and then imagined the possible distortion on Xing Mingliang's noble female cousin at this time Zhu Jincai's expression was indescribably happy.

So, he generously took out a small rub of spirit stones from the storage bag, and called the deacon disciple who came up with the idea on the spot: "Xiao Tang, it is indeed a clever plan, I reward you!"

Under the blood-red eyes of all the deacon disciples, the disciple who took advantage of this incident bent down and took the Lingshi. Although after counting the Lingshi, this disciple also secretly scolded Zhu Papi for being greedy. Shi Lian didn't even get a fraction of the income this time, thanks to him, but even this disciple couldn't restrain the joy in his heart: no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat, not to mention, compared to the meager income of deacon disciples on weekdays, Remuneration, this can indeed be called Zhu Papi's rare generosity.

Zhu Jincai was very satisfied with the timely and timely expression of gratitude on the disciple's face, and waved his fingers like five carrots: "From tomorrow onwards, you can go to the exchange window."

At this time, the disciple's gratitude for knowing the current affairs on the surface immediately rose to the ecstasy of grateful surprise. He fell to his knees and kowtowed tremblingly: "Disciple must do the task of exchanging the head for the spiritual object, and I will live up to your entrustment!"

This head was knocked so hard that his forehead was flushed red, Zhu Jincai laughed out loud, and the eyes of the deacon disciples who were watching were so red that they were about to bleed!

The location of this exchange window is really bad!

Now those casual cultivators can only exchange their heads for spiritual objects, so at the exchange window, how many heads can be exchanged for as many spiritual objects, or what kind of spiritual objects can be exchanged, is it a high-quality product, a good product...or even a defective product, hehe, but It is only between the mood of exchanging monks and the world in their sleeves, when they are in a good mood and when they are in a bad mood... I am afraid that casual monks know best about the ups and downs.

Other people's joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys are all in your hands, let alone those real income benefits, just talk about the kind of flattery and even the shame of those female monks who dare not speak out, tsk tsk, it's wonderful to think about it Word……

These deacon disciples recovered from YY, saw the complacent expression under the flushed forehead of the disciple next to Zhu Jincai, their dreams were shattered in an instant, and the knife shot out of their eyes could stab the disciple a hundred and eighty times Over and over again, I wish I had an artifact that circulated in time and space in my hand, so that I could go back to the time when Zhu Papi asked for advice. Who would have thought of this "smart trick" of exchanging the head for a spiritual object!

Seeing the jealous eyes of those monks below, Zhu Jincai smacked his lips in satisfaction, heh, his fingertips were enough to make these little bastards out of their minds, he glanced at the proud little bastard beside him, and was proud Well, it won't take long to keep it, and those jealous brats will teach him a good lesson.

But Zhu Jincai himself did not expect that this lesson came so quickly, and it was far more than just "teach that little bastard a lesson", he, the dignified head of the Snow Palace, actually taught a lesson severely.

When he received the first small report from the deacon disciple, Zhu Jincai just thought that these brats were too jealous and didn't pay much attention to methods. He laughed at the fact that they dared to use such a cheap method in front of him.

When the second and third disciples' small reports came one after another, Zhu Jincai's expression suddenly changed. In the blink of an eye, his fat body was already in front of the exchange window. Light again!

The disciple who led the fat job with a "smart plan" saw Zhu Jincai's figure, and knew that the paper would not be able to contain the fire, so he ran out tremblingly: "Master, I have already found out what happened..."

Before he finished speaking, in the blink of an eye of the following deacons and disciples, they only saw the ice flame in Zhu Jincai's eyes disappear in an instant, and the next moment, they only heard the slight sound of clicking, which was not done at the exchange window. The disciple who had been there for a few days had disappeared, leaving only a large chunk of beautiful blue human-shaped ice lump in place.

Then, accompanied by a clear and sweet chirp, the lump of ice turned into ice dust all over the sky, which was really moving.

At this time, Zhu Jincai's face was sad, and he only asked calmly: "What's going on?"

The rest of the deacon disciples were fighting with each other at this time, and they had already knelt down on the ground. During Zhu Jincai's calm questioning, none of them dared to hide anything, and they all scrambled to be the first and trembled:

"Those monks on the western front restored the market..."

"How dare they accept the head..."

"The casual cultivators who traded their heads for spiritual objects at the exchange window all went to the market to exchange their heads for cheaper spiritual objects..."

"Naturally, there will be fewer casual cultivators coming to our window..."

"There are fewer heads handed in by casual cultivators, and the spirit stones exchanged for heads from sects are naturally also..."

Hearing the horrible rattling sound from the ground, and seeing the icy blue floor, no matter how expressionless Zhu Jincai's face was, no deacon disciple dared to say any more:

The number of heads handed in by the casual cultivators decreased, and naturally the number of spirit stones that finally flowed into Zhu Jincai's pocket decreased completely.

That's right, Zhu Jincai's trick of exchanging his head for spirit objects made these casual cultivators lose their spirit stones. The spirit stones basically flowed from the public treasury of Daxue Palace into Zhu Jincai's private treasury.

But these casual cultivators on the western front now not only collect spirit stones, but also collect heads, or the same means as Zhu Jincai, dare, use, head, level, exchange, exchange, spirit, thing! ! ! !

These dirty and smelly monster heads are worth a fart!

Spiritual objects are all obtained in exchange for real spirit stones. Those casual cultivators dare to exchange these useless heads for spiritual objects?

Even with his own butt, Zhu Jincai can think of who is behind his back!

The heads of these monsters are only collected by their six sects with spirit stones!

Before Zhu Jincai's eyes, he could almost see the smug sneer on Xing Mingliang's female cousin's face. He used a "smart trick" to lock the circulation of spirit stones, but in the end he lifted a stone and smashed himself in the foot. less.

With fewer heads, there will be fewer spiritual stones flowing out of the public treasury, and even fewer can flow into Zhu Jincai's pocket. This account cannot be clearer.

Originally, before there was no "smart plan", the monks on the western front dumped spiritual objects at a low price, just stealing vegetables from his field. Now, the monks on the western front exchanged their heads for spiritual objects, but they dug up his vegetables and land together , How could Zhu Jincai not bleed in his heart!

Stealing people's jobs is like killing their parents. The head-changing tactic of the monks on the western front is not only stealing people's jobs, but also taking away all the pots and pans together, killing the eighteen generations of Zhu Jincai's ancestors and ten generations of descendants. Yadai...

Those deacon disciples kneeling on the ground could only listen to the continuous crackling sound in horror, but Zhu Jincai showed a creepy and happy smile: "Hehe..."

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"Brother Shan!" Zhao Jin looked at the Shanqianzi who appeared in the Shan'ao market in surprise. He knew that Shanqianzi had been killing demons and earning spiritual things as the main way of cultivation before, even if the monks on the western front resold it. No matter how rampant the act of spiritual things was, he never participated in it, so why did he join the market now?

However, Zhao Jin looked down and found that Shanqianzi's street stalls were very unprofessional. The Gathering God Pill didn't follow the gimmick of buying ten and getting one free. There is neither a complete set nor any three sets of attack talismans, and a set of defense talismans is given as a fancy promotion. Ten heads".

Zhao Jin couldn't help but startled when he saw the price. The prices of the heads of the six sects are all the same. Ordinary monsters, one head and one spirit stone, fifty heads... This is the exchange price for the Western Front Demon Slaying Talisman Well, Shanqianzi doesn't make any money at all. If you add in the time spent running errands and the risk of encountering demons, this is almost a loss-making business.

With such a loss-making selling method, no matter how messy the stalls are, it can't stand the shrewd monks who are familiar with this market. Immediately, monks swarmed over to ask and bargain.

Zhao Jin immediately became anxious. He just thought that his old man didn't know the way of this business. He was afraid that he would lose money, so Zhao Jin immediately yelled: "First come, first come, first come, first come! I've made it!"

The monks around gave him a few supercilious looks:

"Baoyuan?!"

"Pooh!"

"Be careful to hold you to death!"

……

With Zhao Jin's words in front, these monks stopped asking for the price, and didn't pay back the price. They immediately threw a pile of blood gourds. There were only a bunch of demon heads left on the ground—those spiritual objects were robbed completely, not to mention rounded, and Zhao Jin didn't even leave the scum.

Zhao Jin was dumbfounded for a long time before he slapped his thigh: "Brother Shan, why didn't you stop them!"

Shanqianzi counted the heads slowly, closed the stall and said to Zhao Jin, "It's okay, Brother Zhao, if you need any spiritual objects, I'll give them to you."

Zhao Jin couldn't laugh or cry at the moment, his old buddy really lacked some spiritual things, since the day when the casual cultivators on the western front announced their willingness to trade their heads for spiritual things, even though the casual cultivators of the other five sects had a shorter life It turned out to be a bit more difficult—there is no rich spirit stone—but it can also live well. After all, as long as you kill monsters diligently, you can get back almost all the spiritual things that monks need.

If there are surplus heads, they can still be returned to those sects: not for those scum-like garbage spirits, but to save enough heads to join the sect.

The slowness is a little slower than before, but, with the support of reliable spirits on the western front, the risk of killing monsters is reduced, and the practice is more guaranteed, and life will eventually be able to live.

Possessing a rare bit of ice magic, Zhao Jin, to a certain extent, has advantages that other monks do not have in killing demons, and his life is not tight.

Zhao Jin just smiled helplessly: "I don't need that spiritual thing... You, you can see how other people do business, don't lose money and don't know..."

Shanqianzi just packed up and smiled lightly: "It's been a while since I came out, I just cleared out the storage bags, and I'm going back to the Western Front..."

Zhao Jin was about to scold him for being too honest, but he saw Shanqianzi looking at a stall on the other side. On that stall, countless monks swarmed up and scattered, leaving only a demon head...

Zhao Jin was dumbfounded, looking at the situation... dare to feel that this loss-making business is not done by his old buddy alone...

The monk over there tidied up the head booth quickly, obviously it was not the first time he had done this, he quickly got up towards Shanqianzi: "Old Shan, let's go!"

Zhao Jin was silent, did these two recognize each other?People of a feather flock together?

After Shanqianzi introduced it, Zhao Jin finally couldn't help but said: "Fellow Daoist Qin, if you add [-]% of the price to these spiritual objects, it will be cheaper than the price in this market, and you can sell them quickly without delaying your effort." .”

This is not only for this new acquaintance Daoist Qin, but also for his old buddy.

Unexpectedly, this frank monk surnamed Qin touched his forehead and laughed: "I'm going back, clear out the storage bag, I'm an idiot, I can't make up my mind, so I don't pay so much attention, haha..."

Another monk next to him, who was selling it at a [-]% price increase, rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Okay, after clearing the storage bag, you guys should leave quickly and gracefully, don't stand in the way of our money."

The monk surnamed Qin scolded with a smile: "Old Xia, be careful not to drown in the spirit stone someday!"

The monk surnamed Xia snorted: "I am willing!" Then he threw a dozen things over as if venting his anger.

The monk surnamed Qin took a look, and immediately whistled with a smile on his face: "Oh, good stuff! Thank you~"

Shanqianzi also raised his eyebrows.

Zhao Jin's eyes widened even more.

The monk surnamed Qin put the things into his storage bag, but the monk surnamed Xia snorted through his nostrils: "Don't think that you can take advantage of it by talking useless nonsense, old rules, I'm lending money, do you know about lending money?" ? Borrow ten and pay back twenty! Thank you, ass! I’m afraid that you two idiots will die and come back, and all the things I borrowed will be lost!”

The monk surnamed Qin continued to thank him with a smile, Shanqianzi also smiled and cupped his hands, facing these completely blunt and snobbish words, the two of them didn't look angry at all.

No matter how slow he was, Zhao Jin finally realized... clearing the storage bag seems to be just an excuse, just like this monk surnamed Xia lending money is just an excuse...

The stack just now... But the most sought-after demon-slaying and demon-killing charms in this market, each one has been fired up to a hundred heads, and the one that the monk surnamed Xia casually threw over was a thousand heads. In exchange, that is a thousand spirit stones...

The risks involved in lending to Shanqianzi and the others are almost self-evident.But he threw it out so easily and without blinking an eye.

Zhao Jin then turned his head to look at the two old guys who had just emptied their storage bags without paying attention to the loss, and suddenly understood something in his heart.

It turned out that monks who were as unlucky as myself to stay on the Western Front could still live so easily under the oppression of the other five factions, only because someone silently divided their luck in such a "stupid" manner behind the scenes.

For a moment, Zhao Jin only felt that he was so inferior and ridiculous that he just thought that the old man had lost his mind and made a "stupid".

I was only concentrating on persuading my old buddy to increase the price so as not to lose money, and earn some spiritual stones with snacks, but I never thought about why the price of these western spiritual objects has never been stable at [-]% when only monks on the western front supply them. , not like the other five factions, the price has skyrocketed and the quality is poor...

All of this may just be because the monks on the western front are collectively sending out "stupid"...

Over there, other acquaintances came to the stall of monk surnamed Xia:

"Hey, Lao Xia, business is good."

"Old Zhang?! Ouch, TOEFL TOEFL, long time no see! May there be a good business introduction..."

"What about the introduction? I said that you are not mean, Lao Xia. Last time, I gave you the real first-hand information, right? What about the hundred-year-old Hehe Niang that you promised? You recently made a lot of money by exchanging your head for spiritual things It's not like that, brother, to blame me for being full of money, right?"

"Let's get the first-hand information. As far as your Eastern Front Zhubapi's virtue is concerned, no one in the whole blood basin knows it. You still want to blackmail me. You can do business better than me..."

"Haha, Zhu Papi is no longer a thing, aren't you still here? Zhu Papi's business is not as good as yours. It's great to see the excitement of this market and see so many old guys... ..." In this last emotion, there are endless vicissitudes of relief.

"Hey, old Zhang, you can just drink the ecstasy soup. I figured it out. You came here today just to exchange this free ecstasy soup for a pot of Hehe Niang from Bailingshi?"

While complaining so much, Lao Xia quickly cleaned up the stall, and walked shoulder to shoulder with the old man towards the temporary wine stall in the corner of this messy and unusually vibrant market.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, the bloody mouth is still as fierce as a knife, full of rocks, and the sky is still the oppressive color of blood, but inexplicably makes Zhao Jin feel that there is a trace of warmth overflowing from the bottom of his heart. Zhan Yan smiled: "Brother Shan, Brother Qin, let's go, I'm the host today, let's try the Hehe Niang!"

"Why do you ask Brother Zhao to spend money..."

Shanqianzi didn't finish his modest remarks, and the monk surnamed Qin said: "Eh? Seriously? I heard that the Hehe Niang in this market was brought from the most famous Zuixianju in Suiyi Ancient City. I don't know if it's true or not? Let's taste it?"

Zhao Jin laughed and embraced the seedlings and said involuntarily, "Let's go!"

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On the western front, however, a thunderstorm was brewing.

Looking at the two teams that were almost invisible below, Xing Mingliang's face was terribly gloomy.

"This is the 'good' idea that your beast masters came up with?!" Xing Mingliang's gloomy voice seemed to be thunderous.

Zuo Hang and Liu Xi on the side had long been afraid to vent their anger, but He Shiming remained calm on the face: "Why are you in charge? Now, the casual cultivators on the western front are exchanging spiritual objects for the heads of other casual cultivators, which means All the heads earned by the Six Schools of Loose Cultivators will be collected in your hands, and as many heads as you have will be exchanged for as many spirit stones - in terms of high quality and low price, none of the Six Schools is better than our Western Front Those—how many spirit stones among these casual cultivators will be yours in the end, the more you exchange heads and spiritual objects, the bigger the pie will become, and your recent income may have doubled again. But it's all good."

Xing Mingliang glanced at He Shiming coldly, and snorted inexplicably.

Liu Xi on the side understands that his cheap uncle is so thoughtful, hey, he Liu Xi has no other skills, but he is the guy who thinks about Shangfeng's observation of words and demeanor: his income has doubled in recent days, it must be a fact, but his body In order to be in charge, his cheap uncle also has some hard-to-speak secrets, but he can't bear to get the profits in his hand, and he can't blame the Beast Master Sect openly. He wants to hold his night money and not let go, but also wants to build a golden memorial archway... Tsk tsk After all, I can only count on his cheap nephew to come out to share the worries...

What's more, he used to take good care of the fat errand of the exchange, but now that the Beast Master Sect has come, everything has been completely messed up, and all the red envelopes, bonuses, and gray benefits in it are gone!

Liu Xi snorted coldly in his heart, if you want to blame it, blame your Beast Sect for ignorance of current affairs!

Immediately, Liu Xi coughed, and put on a arrogant face towards He Shiming: "Do you think my uncle...what kind of person is our master in charge of Biyue City? Is it because you are a shallow-sighted man like your Beast Sect?" Can the little school guess it?"

"You only have those meager gains in your eyes. What we are in charge of are worried about the entire western front, and even the entire bloody battle situation! You only want to take advantage of the opportunity by gathering all the heads of the six factions, But I never thought that the six factions originally shared these spiritual stones, but now I have to support all of them from the Biyue City faction!"

"Although we are outside the sect, we will always be my most loyal disciples in Biyue City!" Liu Xi said with a dignified look, "Those who seem to be harming the sect's interests only for their own benefit are definitely not us. Wait for the actions of loyal disciples! We are still like this, let alone the master in charge who is so far-sighted and worried about the battle situation! We don’t care about your Beast Master Sect, but since you are lucky to work under my Blue Moon City, you must learn from my Biyue City Jiaojiao sect The wind, the overall situation is the most important thing!"

When it came to the end, Liu Xi had a heartbroken expression on his face, and his words were earnest.

Even Zuo Hang, who was on the side, thought it was too difficult for He Shiming to actually show a sincere and touched expression of being educated under such disgusting words.

He Shiming said with a "great realization": "So that's how it is! Alas, we monks from small sects are like this. We don't care about the future, and we are so tired that we are in trouble. It's not my fault, it's my fault!"

Liu Xi squinted his eyes, yo, this guy is quite good, the sense of crisis in his heart suddenly soared - in the eyes of a guy who makes a living by observing people's opinions, a guy who is also proficient in this way is undoubtedly the greatest. threaten.

Xing Mingliang walked down the steps comfortably: "Well, it's my fault that I didn't explain to you that my family style in Biyue City is good. Since Biyue City regards itself as the leader of the world, I have to bear the burden of the world... ...Sigh, it's not that I, Biyue City, don't want to bear the cost of the heads of the six sects of casual cultivators, but that if things go on like this, the other five sects will become slack, and the cultivation world will really become a mess, hard to resist demons..."

Zuo Hang had already buried his head deeply, otherwise, he was afraid that the stunned expression on his face would reveal his thoughts completely: he never thought that the head of the office could talk nonsense so openly.

He actually found a high-sounding excuse for the fact that the public treasury's spirit stones were not enough, saying that he was afraid that the other five factions would slack off if they didn't participate... Wasn't it because he was afraid that the fact that the public treasury's spirit stones had been bottomed out would be known by the sect?

You know, the Lingshi in the Jigong Treasury has only been invited for a short time, and if it bottoms out so quickly, there is no way it will be rounded.

If this matter spreads in Biyue City, I'm afraid that those fellow sects who were in charge of the previous suspicions will not miss this good opportunity to make trouble. A budget overrun can no longer be covered.

If this board is defeated, it is not possible to settle the matter by slapping the position in charge, and even, I am afraid that it is not just one person in charge, all the disciples on the western front, even Zuo Hang, will not be spared...

But even in the face of such a huge and terrifying risk, the director actually didn't intend to move his private treasury for one or two turnovers. All the spirit stones in his private treasury came from the public treasury over the years...

Wanting to understand this verse, Zuo Hang buried his head even lower, wishing he could bury his head in the ground, so that the other three people in the room would treat him as air and would not notice the resentful expression on his face at all: In such a strange danger, he obviously didn't get much benefit, but he would be caught by Xing Mingliang, but Xing Mingliang didn't even give up any of the benefits he had already obtained to get through this danger. How can people not hate him? !

No matter how cloudy the topic was, it still got to the practical issue after all—what should I do if there is not enough spiritual stones in the public treasury of Biyue City on the western front?

He Shiming frowned: "Oh... But, my lord, our Beastmaster Sect reminded you that day, we need to invite more spirit stones..."

Xing Mingliang's complexion is very exciting, a hint from the Beast Sect?More please?

Damn it, he thought that asking for more would be [-]% to [-]% more than the previous years. He has already boldly stated to the sect that there are more and more demons, so he needs to support more spirit stones!

Who would have expected that the spirit stones that used to last for a season or even half a year would be squandered in less than a month?

"More" please?Is this the fucking suggestion from your Beast Sect? ! ! ! !

Xing Mingliang wanted to yell at him, but he held back, because it would make him look too stupid, and he didn't really understand the true meaning of the kind reminder from the Beast Sect.

Xing Mingliang's face was ashen, but Liu Xi immediately blamed the Beastmaster Sect when he saw this: "You want to evade after a few hints? Let me tell you, your Beastmaster Sect has messed up this matter from beginning to end. What did you say that day, buying spiritual objects from your Beast Sect is risk-free and easy to make a profit. From the beginning to the end, how many spiritual objects did we buy from your Beast Sect on the Western Front? How many spirit stones did you earn? Spirit stones are easy to get, When you encounter difficulties at the moment, you want to let go? Let me tell you, there is no way!..."

After Liu Xi talked for a long time, He Shiming's face became more sad: "What should we do now... How about we tell Sanxiu to suspend the collection of heads?"

Xing Mingliang, Liu Xi, and Zuo Hang said in unison without thinking at the same time: "No!!!"

Liu Xi knew in his heart that if the harvesting stopped, the casual cultivators would lose their spiritual stones, and so many spiritual objects would be piled up in the warehouse?After all, some of his cheap uncle's property will still be leaked to him... Of course he won't do it!

But Zuo Hang, after the horrific speculation just now, thought about everything in a rare way. If he stopped collecting the heads of casual cultivators, casual cultivators would have no spirit stones and could not buy spiritual objects. An earth-shattering chaos, if Jie Shi attracts the law enforcement elders in the city... not only the person in charge but also Liu Xi is a bastard who helps the tyrant, even if he can't clean his ass of shit, I'm afraid he can't escape death...

The boss and the others scooped up a lot of spirit stones, and he deservedly died, but he only picked up some scraps left by the boss after he followed the ass of the beast master. That's called being wronged!He is determined not to do it!

Xing Mingliang took a look at Liu Xi Zuohang. After all, he is in charge of the Western Front. The thoughts of these two people are all concerns in his heart. He settled down and said: "No matter what, we must never stop accepting heads!"

He Shiming slumped his shoulders: "I want to collect the head, but there is no spirit stone, what should I do..."

Then, He Shiming's eyes suddenly brightened, and Xing Mingliang was also refreshed, only when this guy finally opened his eyes and was about to say what he wanted, and after waiting for so long, Xing Mingliang was finally about to say what he wanted. Mingliang actually felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

But He Shiming happily said: "We can learn from the Great Snow Palace on the Eastern Front, and let the casual cultivators exchange their heads for spiritual objects!"

Xing Mingliang's face was so ugly that he seemed to be hungry. He was waiting for a delicious meal, but someone forced a lump of feces that had just come out into his mouth.

And Liu Xi Zuo Hang even spit out directly, Liu Xi spit out with anger, Zuo Hang spit out with laughter.

Liu Xinu felt that this guy's mind was full of tofu!What a shitty idea!Is their situation the same as Zhu Papi on the Eastern Front?

On the east line, there are spirit stones in the public treasury. Zhu Papi asked those casual cultivators to exchange their heads for spiritual objects, and then he put the spirit stones that should be used to exchange heads from the public treasury into his private treasury. Ku Lingshi went into his private treasury, and all he paid was those tattered spiritual objects!

But what about their western front?The public treasury is almost exhausted. If the same method is used, the spiritual objects exchanged by those casual cultivators with their heads will all be subsidized by his cheap uncle with his own private treasury. Well, there is not even half a piece of spirit stone in the public treasury that will be transferred back, let alone make money!

Use your own spirit stones to subsidize the sect?Isn't this kid's brain covered in shit?

Zuo Hang laughed for the same reason, such a genius idea...it's really hard for He Shiming to understand.

Xing Mingliang took a few deep breaths before restraining his determination to crush the guy in front of him to death. If he crushed him to death, he really didn't know where to go to find a supporter in this little school that didn't shit Come out and take the blame for him.

After calming down, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back again, Xing Mingliang spoke very quickly and said everything he had thought about earlier: "Your Beast Master Sect takes as many spirit stones as you want from the western front, and spit them out to turn around. , otherwise, when the public treasury runs dry, it will be the day when your Beast Controlling Sect will be wiped out!"

He Shiming stayed where he was like a fool, as if he never thought that such a noble, upright, and righteous person in charge would be so ruthless, so cold, and so unreasonable.

To actually ask their Beastmaster Sect to send out spirit stones to turn around... the sky and the earth... Thanks to their Beastmaster Sect, they are still busy thinking about Biyue City, so that Xing Zhangshi can earn more spirit stones from it...

Moreover, He Shiming almost shed tears, and said sadly: "Director... You know the price of the spiritual objects we sell to the West Front, we can't make much money from them. , We have bought a lot of spirit stones, talisman paper spirit plants, and we don’t have many in our hands. If you really want us to sell spirit stones for turnover, I’m afraid that everyone in the Beast Master Sect will sell pots and irons to sell mountain gates..."

As he spoke, his whole body was shaking, as if he could no longer bear this heavy ending.

Seeing his battered appearance, even if he is as cruel as Xing Mingliang, he seems to be a little soft-hearted when he thinks of all the benefits brought by the Beast Sect. After thinking about it, if the Beast Sect is completely defeated like this, in the future How to get so many spirit stones is indeed a problem.

Xing Mingliang said in a gracious tone: "Forget it, I don't want you to take as much as you want, and let me handle this turnover first. But," Xing Mingliang's tone was cold again after warming up: "I still In a word, if the turnaround happens, it will be the day when your Beast Controlling Sect will be wiped out, hum."

That heavy hum seemed to be the last straw that finally crushed He Shiming to the ground.

On the other hand, Xing Mingliang walked away with a flick of his sleeves, and Liu Xi followed behind him. In the hearts of the two uncles and nephews, it doesn't matter how far this beast-controlling sect can turn. This is an urgent matter, let's squeeze the last drop of blood from the other party.

Anyway, asking them to use the spirit stones in their pockets to do this is a helpless move after all methods fail. For them, the more spirit stones they earn, the more tightly they cover their storage bags. Xing Mingliang In his mind, he even planned to go to the ancient city of Suiyi to get some super spiritual things that would hit the Jindan realm. Counting left and right, there are too few spirit stones.

But Zuo Hang, who stayed in the same place, looked at the sluggish He Shiming, but left with a long sigh after helping him back to the room, alas, Zuo Hang reluctantly accepted He Shiming's kindness, which was considered as the most benevolent.

On the road, Zuo Hang had already started to think seriously. He was tied to the boat of Yushouzong first, and got a little bit of benefits. Do you want to take this opportunity to kick off the Beastmaster Sect completely?If the Beastmaster Sect is destined to be a shipwreck, he should jump out early, even he has already started to think: Where is the western front?Is it also a shipwreck...

And as soon as Zuo Hang left, He Shiming, who had been sluggish in the room, suddenly came to life, twisting his neck and rubbing his face, tsk, is it easy for him, he only dared to relax in the big formation drawn by Du Ziteng himself where.

Then he took out a jade slip from the most secret storage ring and put it on his forehead. This jade slip clearly reflected a line of words that were clearly written in the cultivation world but looked very strange:

"script

"Cultivation of Infernal Affairs · One"

Starring: He Shiming

Supporting roles: All of the west line of Xuepenkou in Biyue City & some casual repairs with soy sauce

Screenwriter: Du Ziteng

Director: Du Ziteng

Act One

……

Act [-]

……

When Xing Mingliang couldn't bear it any longer, he would definitely make the Emperor Beast Sect pay for it.

The protagonist, please act with blood and tears and endless struggle, and you must move the heart of the cold heart, remember, remember, remember!

Immediately after the struggle is futile, remember to replace it with a desperate expression of despair. It is better to make those who see it cry and those who hear it feel sad.

Act [-]

(Cough, spoilers are wrong!)

……

Special thanks

The ancestors of the Hengxiao Sword Sect & all other disciples (without you, there would be no mua! (*╯3╰))

All Daoists of Grass Planting Society & Ge Lin (labor is the most glorious, hard work!)

All Daoists of the Hehuan Sect (Thank you for your outstanding contributions to the plot characters! I love Ni Meng!!!)

Everyone on the west front of the Xuepenkou in Biyue City (I would like to express the highest respect to all the staff in the Daybreak Secret Realm for your unconscious participation and the highest level of cooperation!)

Special thanks! ! !

Fellow Daoist Xing Mingliang (a fellow Taoist from another sect, has no self-interested motives, regards the career of the rise of the dawn secret realm as his own career, participates in the performance with all his heart, and cooperates very much, what kind of spirit is this?... In order not to deceive the number of words, the following is omitted Three thousand words.)

"

He Shiming put away the jade slips and nodded with satisfaction. Although the "script" is extensive and profound, especially outside the screen, he still can't fully understand many connotations in the front and back. The reaction of the six sects including Gong and other sects, and their control over the group of casual cultivators, was so accurate that He Shiming respected Du Ziteng even more, and more and more believed that the part he couldn't figure out must be a hidden mystery, but it was his practice. Not enough to understand.

When casual cultivators on the western front opened up to exchange their heads for spiritual objects, Du Ziteng sent this script, and there was a passage along with this script that made He Shiming shudder even thinking about it:

The Infernal Way is one of the three thousand ways in the realm of comprehension. If you keep going, it may be your own way, He Shiming.

Infernal Affairs...

He Shiming sighed, both joyful and confused. Up to now, he has realized and gained something about his way, but he seems to be more confused and confused.

In this mask-on-mask performance, He Shiming didn't feel so tired. Under the reminder of this script, everything around him, like Xing Mingliang, was just a string of puppets to match his performance. The more bluff, the more absurd and ridiculous.

However, up to now, he still had a question in his heart that could not be quelled for a long time, and he finally brought up his pen.

And for the first time, Du Ziteng also replied a letter of resolving doubts other than the instructions in addition to the instructions for action.

"Under Yunheng Peak, in Xianyuan Town, during times of catastrophe and catastrophe, fellow Taoists have personally experienced the calamity of monsters. According to fellow Taoists, if the desperate situation comes again, how can we survive the catastrophe?

Now that the cloud is no longer there, it is difficult to transform into a god.Ru?I?Dawn Crowd?Difficult.

In my humble opinion: people's hearts.

If there are still monks in the world who are willing to be kind and believe in others, then people's hearts can be expected and demons will be destroyed.

Good, believe.

These two characters are more important than everything in the world.

If the spirit stones can be exchanged, so what if the spirit stones are poured into the world?

Also: Friends of the Tao, this trip is all about the world, so don't underestimate yourself, hope is precious, our old friends are in the secret place, wishing you peace every day. "

After reading this letter, He Shiming was stunned in place. He never thought that what Du Ziteng had exhausted and planned so many means in exchange was only two words in the world of cultivation.

And at the end, the words "body is the world" made his limbs boil with warmth and he wanted to burst out of his body - he was so terrified that he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

Originally, I walked on this inexhaustible road just for my own ambition. It seems that after having this great meaning, this long road is no longer cold and lonely.

Goodwill, trust.

Maybe, this is what Du Ziteng hopes to pass on to him, right?He is not alone, there are so many people in the Daybreak Secret Realm who are kind to him and he is willing to entrust his trust.

I am not alone.

In the face of this kind of power, the turnover of the spirit stones thrown by Biyue City seems to have become insignificant.