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Tong Wu really didn't expect that the Nanming Temple under the sea could open up such a wide venue. They passed the entrance of the venue where many Nanming disciples were on duty, and another disciple with slightly different clothes came up to him. After clearing their identities, politely ask them to follow.

This disciple was responsible for leading the way in the venue. He led Yan Jingchen and his party to the position of the Kunlun sect. During this time, Tong Wu looked down from the window in the corridor and found that most of the people were already sitting in the venue.

"Everyone, please be careful." At this time, the leading disciple reminded softly, and Tong Wu realized that the corridor had come to an end.

The door at the end of the corridor opened, and there was a downward staircase in front of him. The leading disciple pointed to the large area at the bottom of the staircase and said, "Master Yan, that's where the Kunlun faction is, please sit down for a while." Wait for a while, after all the guests have arrived, the meeting will begin."

What he said was in official Chinese, Yan Jingchen nodded indifferently, and led the disciples away, and as he left, the disciples behind him disappeared.

"This..." Tong Wu was dumbfounded looking at the disappearing door, maybe he wanted to lock them here!

Yan Jingchen tugged at his bulging cheeks, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we won't be trapped here. Didn't the disciples who led the way in the outfield just now say that their palace masters were afraid of the chaos, so they arranged for the guests to arrive at the venue at the wrong peak , The corridor just now should have been cast with a spell, and the guests walking in the corridor can only reach the place where their sect is located, once all the guests arrive, the door will disappear temporarily, so as to prevent the guests from casting spells in the corridor and disturbing the order."

"Oh." Tong Wu nodded, thinking that the thoughtfulness of the master of the Nanming Palace was thoughtful, but it was also unavoidable to make people uncomfortable.

It's too comprehensive, and it always makes people feel chills-how thoughtful this person is to think of these!

"Okay, let's stop thinking about it so much, why not sit down and rest, let's start!" Yan Jingchen said.

After hearing Yan Jingchen's words, Ziqing immediately cheered, ran to the platform at the end of the stairs, and started to dig things out.

Everyone went to the platform one after another, only to realize that the area allocated to them by the Nanming Temple was quite large and had a good view.

Tong Wu leaned on the railing and looked into the distance for a while, and said, "That's right, you can see the stage in the middle here, and it should be quite clear after watching the exhibition game later."

"This is one of the best positions, look there." Yan Jingchen casually clicked on a few schools not far from them, "Beicang School, Jinmen, and Tailu Mountain are all famous schools, but compared to my Kunlun School, Pai, it’s still a thousand miles away, although their position and perspective don’t seem to be much different from ours, you’ll know when you stand there and look at them, they’re not as good as ours.”

Tong Wu followed his instructions and found that the clothes of one of the sect disciples looked familiar, and he remembered it after careful thought. When they first arrived a few days ago, there was a clear distinction between the gate of the Nanming Temple and the scattered cultivators in dirty clothes. Those monks, who were wearing this crimson-purple attire with gold trim, turned out to belong to Tai Lushan.

The clothes are too tacky... Tong Wu held back his complaints for several days, and finally spit it out today. After talking, he thought of another thing, looked at Yan Jingchen and asked him: "How do you know that their position and perspective are better than ours?" Difference?"

Yan Jingchen pointed to his forehead with a smile, and made another movement of spinning upwards and leaving his body.

"..." Tong Wu finally understood that Yan Jingchen actually shared a few strands of consciousness and went to Tai Lushan just now, just to experience other people's perspectives.

"You're so boring." Tong Wu said.

"Who says I'm bored, I'm called investigating the enemy's situation."

"Oh? Then what did you find out?"

Yan Jingchen opened his mouth and was about to speak, when Tai Lushan, a gray-haired man sitting at the head of the school, looked towards the Kunlun faction, met Yan Jingchen's eyes, nodded slightly reservedly, and then turned away without waiting for Yan Jingchen's response eyes.

Tong Wu didn't recognize the man, and asked, "Who is he? The boss of Tai Lushan?"

Yan Jingchen shook his head, "No, he is the Great Elder of Tai Lushan. The head of Tai Lushan has been in retreat for several years, and the big and small affairs in the mountain gate are handled by this great elder."

"Isn't it the master..." Tong Wu said.

Yan Jingchen smiled and patted his head, "Xiao Wu, it's enough for you and I to know some things well. In such an occasion, it's better not to talk nonsense."

"Okay, I got it." Knowing that he was doing it for his own good, Tong Wu accepted, "Compared to him, who is better?"

Yan Jingchen was stunned by this question. He tilted his head and thought for a while before saying: "In the world of cultivation, one must never judge people by their appearances. Those who are too young are not necessarily rookies, and those who look old are not necessarily deep in cultivation."

After all, he was still bragging about his great abilities, and secretly undermining the cultivation base of the great elder Tai Lushan, and his appearance became old.

At this time, Ziqing came over and interrupted the two chatting, he pointed to the stall set up behind him and asked: "Brother, what's the matter, can you open the stall?"

Tong Wu looked back, good guy!

During the ten minutes of chatting between him and Yan Jingchen, Ziqing not only took out all the over-packaged Qi-tonifying pills, but even placed the two hundred boxes in a sharp shape of a white crane spreading its wings, which can be regarded as emperor-level It's a handicraft, but judging by the crumbling posture of the white crane's head, it's a bit worse than the supermarket aunt's kung fu, Ziqing.

Yan Jingchen wants his junior to be willing to make money for him, so naturally he can say anything against his will, after complimenting Ziqing, he tricked him into drawing two big billboards and erecting them on both sides of the white cranes, and the Kunlun Pai Buqi Pill Specialty Store kicked off.

"Will someone come to buy it?" Seeing the trio of Hong Zixin sitting next to Bai He, Tong Wu felt a little unreliable.

"Of course there will be." Yan Jingchen was full of confidence.

Sure enough, not long after, a casual cultivator Yujian came, made a bow outside the fence, and politely asked how much the Buqi Pill was.

Ziqing quoted a price, the monk hesitated for a moment, feeling that the price was more expensive than outside.

At this time, Hong Sui said, "Why is it so expensive? This qi-tonifying pill is a commemorative edition of the Dou Fa Conference, and you can't buy it outside! Look how beautifully packaged this box is. Let me tell you, this box is not just beautiful, If the pill is eaten, the box can be used to store other things, and it will not rot for a thousand years!"

Cultivator: "...this..."

"Buy one! You won't regret buying one, and you don't feel sorry for buying one. It's not easy to practice, so why worry about money? Life is precious, and the battlefield needs you!"

Hong Sui said a few words smoothly, the monk was taken aback, thought it made sense, and decided to buy one on the spot.

"Thank you for your patronage!" Hong Sui burst into laughter immediately, and pushed Tan Xin in front of the monk, "Pay with him, and after paying, come to me to receive the Qi Bu Qi pill."

Tong Wu was dumbfounded, wondering if the three of them could cooperate so well!

The monk paid for the qi-tonifying pills, and before leaving, Hong Sui said to him, "My lord, it's a product from the Kunlun School, you deserve it! Remember to advertise for us!"

Tong Wu: "..." These brothers and sisters are really businessmen.

Probably because this monk really helped to advertise, and the number of customers came after a while. Later, Ziqing simply raised the price of the Qi Buqi Pill, but it still failed to stop the surging crowd. Tong Wu was taken aback for a while by the attitude that money is hard to buy and he has to buy it.

"Why are they like this..." Tong Wu watched the two monks fighting for a qi-tonifying pill. He was stunned and saw the true colors of this group of monks who were usually fake and noble.

"It has always been like this. I have told you a long time ago that many monks die in houses. They like this kind of houses under the banner of limited editions the most."

"..."

The popularity of Buqi Pills was beyond Tong Wu's expectations. Seeing Bai He's two wings were bought, Tong Wu felt more and more sympathetic to Bai He's crumbling head. Only then did he remember that he hadn't seen Bai He since he entered the venue. To Kongyuan, where did he go?

When Tong Wu asked about Kong Yuan, Yan Jingchen immediately put on a reluctant expression, "He~ I kicked him out to advertise."

Tong Wu: "???"

"I've been living in our yard for so many days, can't I do something for me? He was originally invited alone and had his own resting place. When he came in, he separated from us." Of course, after separating from the Kunlun faction Kong Yuan was not really idle, but took the opportunity to sneak into the group of casual cultivators to advertise for the Kunlun faction. He was the first cultivator who came to buy Qi Bu Qi Pills from a dead house.

In just half an hour, the two hundred qi-tonifying pills were sold out, and then the price rose so high that it was impossible to look directly at it, it was too outrageous!

Tan Xin sat on the side counting the turnover, Hong Sui drank water, and Zi Qing looked at the two billboards with a smirk.

At this moment, Tong Wu saw a strange figure approaching them, and when he got closer, he realized that the person who came was Kong Yuan, who was sitting cross-legged on a big wooden fish, soaring into the clouds and flying over the Kunlun School, and then Leaping down, he said to Yan Jingchen: "You have ruined my fame all my life, I think I am powerful enough to catch demons and subdue demons, and today I actually advertised for you, a bitch, so I'm also drunk. "

Yan Jingchen said coolly: "Who made you, a dead demon monk, stay with me and stay here? I, Yan Jingchen, don't support idlers."

Kong Yuan cast his eyes on Tong Wu, and Tong Wu immediately defended himself: "I am a man who works as a network administrator in Kunlun Internet Cafe!"

"..."

Kunlun was still thinking about how to refute. At this time, a powerful voice overwhelmed the sky, and the originally noisy venue fell silent in an instant.

The martial arts competition is about to begin.