Chapter 418: The Sigh of the Poor【Ask for a monthly ticket! 】

Chapter 418 The Sigh of the Poor [Ask for a monthly pass! 】

Herring Lake.

It is a water area more than a hundred miles away from Feilongwu. It is not too big, but it is very deep. Among them, there is a large green scale fish with fresh and delicious meat, which is one of the most popular fish in the clear water.

The people in Feilongwu also found that the blue scale fish in the pool suddenly became very rare when they went fishing. Some skilled people went down to explore boldly, only to find a blooming golden scale grass.

Unfortunately, just as they were about to pick them, a dragon-born golden python sprang out to protect the treasure. Naturally, this golden python was also the main culprit for the disappearance of the blue scale fish in the pond.

Several men from Feilongwu were injured, and two of them were almost swallowed by the golden python, so they escaped in embarrassment and returned to report to the village owner. And it just so happened that Chu Liang heard it from the side.

"Village Master..." He said: "I need a natural material and earthly treasure for my practice, and this three-flower golden scale grass is very suitable. Why don't you sell this spiritual plant to me?"

"Sell it to you?" Wu Yinhai was aggressive and wanted to take someone to eradicate the golden python to avenge his brothers. Hearing what Chu Liang said, he gave him a puzzled look.

Beside Wu Qingfeng smiled and said: "Brother Linbei, it's not that we look down on people... It's just that although you are a disciple of the Nine Heavens, the sale of this spiritual plant on the market is different from the ones provided by our mountain gate..."

Flying Dragon Martial Artists are mostly warriors, and what they need more for cultivation is the treasures of heaven, material and earth to supplement their energy, blood and physique. The meaning of this kind of spiritual plant to them is to sell it for money.

But this money is not something that a young disciple can afford, so they looked at Chu Liang a little strangely, thinking that he might not know how much the spiritual plants outside were worth.

"I know, the price will definitely not lose you." Chu Liang said with a smile, "I can offer 8,000 Suzaku coins. Now that I don't have that much, I will pay a deposit of 4,000. I will only go to the pool to get it once. , if you take the golden scale grass, then you will pay four thousand later; if you fail to get the golden scale grass, then you don’t have to refund the money. If you want to get the grass again, you can do whatever you want.”

As soon as he said this, the audience fell silent for a while.

All the men in Feilongwu looked at each other and realized that it was not that Chu Liang didn't know how much this spiritual plant was worth, but that they didn't know how much Chu Liang had.

A young disciple in Shushan has so much savings?

Eight thousand?

How can you say it so lightly, without any respect for money?

Actually, Chu Liang is still quite conservative. It is not particularly difficult for him to take out 8,000 Suzaku coins...it is just a matter of convenience, but he is afraid that being too revealing will attract the covetousness of these "heroes". That's why I'll give you all the four thousand I have, and I'll pay the other half if you succeed in the follow-up, which can greatly avoid their evil intentions.

But the most important thing is that even if they have malicious intentions, Chu Liang is not very afraid. After all, Master Wen Yuan's jade talisman was still in his bosom, and he escaped in an instant when his life was in danger.

This is the cautiousness he should have, but it is actually a little overwhelmed.

Although Wu Yinhai dared to regard the emperor's daughter Feng as an enemy, he just thought about it. Even if Emperor Nvfeng stood in front of him, he probably wouldn't dare to make a move.

Let alone whether they have the confidence to keep Chu Liang, even if they can, how can they dare to do such a thing as killing Shushan disciples at will?

The imperial court couldn't use thunderous means to rectify the area, but the Xianmen didn't need to care about it. In the early years, a disciple of Sanjue Valley was killed in a village in Bishuitian, and that village was slaughtered the next day. It doesn't matter if you are innocent or not, as long as you know that the murderer is hiding among you, those who sheltered you will die together.

Since then, no one in Bishuitian has dared to move the village.

Although the Sanjue Valley is both good and evil, Shushan may not act like this as an old-school righteous fairy sect, but it may also...been out of the fairy gate of people like Emperor Nvfeng. If you say that there are all good people inside, children will not believe it .

Think for a while.

He didn't know much about Lingzhi's price, he just thought it was probably a lot.

But Wu Qingfeng understands that although the spiritual plants on the market are expensive, people in the gray area are often sold at shops, and the price is often severely suppressed. If the merchant sells it for 8,000 Suzaku coins, give them a maximum of 3,000.

Of course, they can also list for sale by themselves, and only pay a part of the commission. But in that case, you have to wait for the buyer, and the money is very slow.

After all, there aren't too many buyers who can easily afford 8,000 Suzaku coins.

Eight thousand Suzaku coins are just a number in Chu Liang's mouth, but for wild practitioners like them, if they are unlucky, it is possible to save them for ten or eight years.

Thousands of words can be combined into one word.

"OK!" Wu Qingfeng nodded heavily.

"Hahaha good!" Wu Yinhai said: "The enemy of Emperor Nufeng is my friend, so I will tell you the location of the three-flowered golden scale grass. As for what is only taken once, it is just a joke. Brother Lin Bei You can take it as many times as you want, and if you can’t, come to us for help, we are very convenient in Feilongwu!"

"Then I would like to thank the village master Wu." Chu Liang clasped his hands.

After finishing speaking, he asked about the location of Qingyu Lake, then threw down a jade talisman and wrote a note, then turned and left.

Before leaving, Wu Qingfeng saw him off, and said in a low voice: "Brother, our village master has a good face, and some things are inconvenient to say directly. You don't want to spread it when you go back to the fact that he has a feud with the emperor. If you want to take revenge in the past, it would be bad if you lure her to kill them all."

"Mr. Qingfeng, please don't worry." Chu Liang said firmly: "I will never spread the word, and even if Emperor Feng finds out, she will not take action... There are eight thousand people in the world who regard her as an enemy. Do you have to come over?"

Wu Qingfeng smiled: "Indeed."

When Chu Liang didn't leave, Wu Yinhai still maintained his elder brother's demeanor, not even glancing at the jade talisman, letting his subordinates go down to check.

But as soon as Chu Liang left, his mouth immediately crooked with laughter, and he shouted, "Bring it to me quickly! Let me see! Mother, it's really four thousand Suzaku coins."

These water bandits belong to the fringe figures where the world of cultivating immortals meets the common world, and they usually rob ships mainly with gold and silver treasures. After all, things in the world of cultivating immortals don't need shipping, so they naturally can't get in touch.

So they are quite wealthy in terms of gold, silver and jewelry, but mortal gold and silver cannot be exchanged for Suzaku coins, nor can they be exchanged for magic weapons and blood pills.

In the world of cultivating immortals, they can be said to be a bunch of poor people.

"Village Master, what if he succeeds in taking the Golden Scale Grass and doesn't come to pay the other half?" asked a minion next to him.

"Hey, don't worry." Wu Yinhai waved his hands loudly, "It doesn't look like he is short of money. It's like playing with eight thousand Suzaku coins. He is probably the second generation of a fool."

"Yes." Wu Qingfeng also nodded in agreement, and raised the paper in his hand, "Four thousand Suzaku coins are already a big profit, and it is impossible for us to sell them to the shops in Taotie City for this price. Is there any proof? Shushan’s reputation is guaranteed, and the five big characters of “Yujianfeng Linbei” are signed and marked. Go and check tomorrow. If he takes away the golden scale grass and doesn’t give you money, we will go to Shushan to ask for it. Yes! Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, can you still lose us this little money?"

"Yes, he is really rich." The giant Ulay said sullenly.

Everyone looked at each other, and there was a sudden silence.

After a long while, Wu Yinhai sighed heavily: "Oh!"

Then one after another.

All the men in Feilongwu looked at the direction Chu Liang left, and sighed poor people one after another.

(end of this chapter)

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