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Chapter 8(2/2)

Nothing has changed in the past life or this life.

"Then what?" he asked slowly.

"Once these cave heaven paradises are developed, there will be considerable resources. If you can, even if you use merit points to redeem them as before, you should take more care of the casual cultivators."

Zuo Jiayin himself was a casual cultivator, and he knew how difficult it was for casual cultivators to struggle when their spiritual energy was exhausted. He also knew that, maybe it was just a matter of a spiritual pill, there were many casual cultivators who did not struggle until their spiritual energy recovered after two hundred years.

An era when the world is once again filled with spiritual energy.

If these cave heaven paradises can be discovered in advance, and casual cultivators can benefit when resources increase, perhaps there will be more cultivators who have achieved greatness in two hundred years.

Although Zuo Jiayin was a casual cultivator in his previous life, he was still a precious alchemist. After practicing hard for two hundred years, he got a great opportunity when his spiritual energy revived, and he was able to become an immortal.

"But those little secret houses that I discovered by myself in the past are all owned by me. Thinking about it this way, it's quite profitable." After a second of glory, the little girl snickered again, as if she had taken a big advantage.

Wei Heng looked at the little girl who was covering her mouth and snickering as if she had stolen three ounces of oil. He raised his hand and then put it down indifferently.

The ruthless swordsman has no emotions!

"Don't regret it in the future."

"I will never do anything I regret again." She, a three-hundred-year-old monk, is mature!

By the way, I happily asked the waiter in the distance for a cup of ice cream.

The corner of Wei Heng's mouth, which has not changed for thousands of years, twitched slightly. At this moment, the phone rang in his trouser pocket. He answered it coldly, especially coldly.

"Senior Brother Lin... Zuo Jiayin, extra money?" Before he finished speaking, he saw the eyes of the little girl opposite him brighten up.

It's like hearing the sounds of nature.

Extra money?

She loves to hear it!
Chapter completed!
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