The depressive atmosphere is always broken by other reasons.

For example, no money.

Chen Xia wants to replace the red lanterns in the cave with spiritual energy beads and redecorate them to make them look better and feel better.

It is said that this spiritual energy bead will emit colorful light at night.

Chen Xia plans to get a few more, hang them up with ropes, and put them down at night to shake the lights.

Jump directly!

If Chen Xia's creditors knew that Chen Xia would rather buy these expensive spiritual energy beads than pay back the money, they would probably shout that it's bad luck.

But it's not clear who is unlucky.

It's not Chen Xia anyway.

Now, if you want to obtain spiritual stones, the best option is to collect protection fees from the preparatory disciples.

After all, this is equivalent to getting something for nothing.

It is indeed very tempting to Chen Xia.

But he can't go directly to the door to collect money. This would not be collecting money, but robbing money.

Although there is not much difference, the name should always sound nicer.

For this reason, Chen Xia specially called the young elder Pan Dadao over and asked him to promote his name.

"Just publicize my name to the preparatory disciples. When the time comes, people will naturally come to hand over the spirit stones, and you will share 10% of the profits."

Pan Dadao frowned deeply and hurriedly advised.

"Forget it. The water this time is very deep and completely different from the last time. It is said that a sect's legal elder is controlling it from behind."

"Don't be afraid." Chen Xia waved her hand, "There are people behind me, it's just better than the backstage, I'm not bad either."

The name of Fisherman should be used as it should be used.

Pan Dadao also knew it, but he still shook his head with a bitter smile, "But I don't have a backstage. You are fine, but I have a big problem."

Elder Law did not dare to attack Chen Xia, the emperor's seedling, but it was easy to kill Pan Da Dao.

"Don't be afraid." Chen Xia comforted him, "Eighteen years later he will be a good man again."

"Besides, if you are reincarnated as the emperor's son, shouldn't you kill this law elder easily?"

He clapped his hands again and explained.

"If you succeed, you will have spiritual stone points. If you die, you can be reincarnated. All the benefits will be taken by you. What are you still afraid of?"

I have to say that Chen Xia is really good at persuading people, and his crooked truths have always been effective.

Pan Dadao was even a little tempted, but thinking that he still had thousands of years to live, he still planned to politely refuse.

He shook his head slightly, his tone full of bitterness, and did not dare to talk back to Chen Xia, saying aggrievedly.

"But I haven't lived enough in this life."

"Yes." Chen Xia nodded, and was not prepared to persuade him any more. He could just go and promote it himself, but it would be a bit troublesome.

Pan Dadao stood aside with his head lowered, afraid that Chen Xia would be angry, so he didn't dare to say a word.

"How old are you?" Chen Xia suddenly asked.

Pan Dadao thought about it carefully and replied: "More than 3,500 years old, I can't remember the specifics."

A monk spends several decades in seclusion. It's really hard to remember his exact age.

"What are you reluctant to part with... um..." Chen Xia crossed her arms, thought for a moment, and continued to ask: "Is it like a relative or something?"

Pan Dadao was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, his eyebrows were lower than his head, and he was breathing loudly.

"My parents died a long time ago. In fact, I also ascended from the lower world. I have never had any Taoist heirs. Maybe I just have a few friends who are not close friends in the Cangtian Sword Sea?"

"Yeah, almost." Chen Xia nodded, with a calm expression and no idea.

Pan Dadao gave a bitter smile, raised his head, and couldn't help but say, "There is a huge difference between you and me."

Chen Xia is the rising emperor's seedling, and he is the little elder at the bottom. The two are not on the same level at all.

Chen Xia didn't reply, just waved his hand, turned around and left.

"You..." Pan Dadao suddenly spoke, paused again, exhaled, and then asked boldly.

"Since you are similar to me, why do you choose to continue living?"

With no relatives and no goal of spiritual practice, Pan Dadao sometimes had the idea of ​​reincarnation.

Chen Xia waved her hands from behind, and a calm voice came.

"Didn't I say it's almost the same as you..."

"I don't want to die, I haven't lived enough."

It's just that simple.

Pan Dadao looked stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth, and shouted towards Chen Xia's background.

"I'm willing to help you promote it!"

"Okay, I'll give you 10% of the profits." Chen Xia turned his back and replied.

"Isn't it too much for you to eat it all at once? What if the legal elders behind you don't agree?"

Pan Dadao asked again worriedly.

"I am seven and he is three, at least."

Chen Xia replied calmly, he was a preparatory disciple, and the person he was recruiting was also a preparatory disciple, so he would definitely have to get the big head.

This makes sense.

Then he didn't wait for Pan Dadao to reply, and walked away further and further.

In fact, Chen Xia can do it whether Pan Dadao can help or not, but Chen Xia is a little afraid of trouble, so she wants to ask Pan Dadao to go.

Now that the deal was settled, he was ready to go back to the cave to lie down and collect the money.

Pan Dadao quickly went to the official disciple area. As long as he could reach an agreement with the law elder behind him, there would definitely not be much obstacle to collecting the spiritual stones from the preparatory disciples.

Thinking of this, Pan Dadao couldn't help but sigh at Chen Xia's boldness.

In the past, in this kind of business, the elders behind the scenes took the lion's share, while the formal disciples only received some benefits.

A young elder like him is not qualified to get a share of the pie.

As a preparatory disciple, Chen Xia actually wanted to take away 70% of the preparatory disciple's business by himself. Pan Dadao had to marvel at his courage.

But if you think about it carefully, it seems that this is the second time Chen Xia has done this kind of business. The first time he did so well, he was jailed for 500 years.

It can also be seen from the side that Chen Xia is very powerful.

Pan Dadao went around in circles and went to the official disciple area, asking to meet the elder of the law in the name of bringing a message to Chen Xia.

Chen Xia's name is still very easy to use in today's Cangtian Sword Sea. There was nothing to stop him. Pan Dadao met the elder of the law in half an hour.

There are a total of six law elders in the entire Cangtian Sword Sea, and this is the fourth among them, also called the fourth law elder.

"What's the matter with Chen Xia?" The Fourth Law Elder sat high on a heavy chair, his golden robe full of majesty.

"Chen...Chen Xia wants to share some of the spiritual...spiritual stones of the preparatory disciples."

Faced with such majesty, Pan Dadao stuttered when he spoke.

The Fourth Law Elder frowned. He had already thought of Chen Xia's desire to get a share of the pie. After all, he did have the qualifications.

I just didn't expect it to come so quickly.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the chair and continued to ask calmly: "How much does Chen Xia want to share?"

"Seven...seven or three points." Pan Dadao spoke hesitantly.

"Thirty percent?" The elder of the Fourth Law frowned and his tone became calmer, "It's 30% when you open your mouth. Chen Xia's appetite is really big."

Hearing this, Pan Dadao fell silent, he was a little afraid to explain.

"There are now 800 preparatory disciples. Each person pays ten spiritual stones, which is 8,000. These three achievements will cost 2,400!"

"Even if I get even 30% of the share, can Chen Xia really have such a big appetite?!"

The fourth law elder asked, and the official disciples standing beside him also started whispering.

"Chen Xia is really a lion. He thinks he is invincible after killing a Qiongqi."

"Inflated, too inflated, a little too ignorant."

"..."

Pan DaDao gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Sweat was dripping from his hands and his palms were wet. He suppressed the tension in his heart and continued.

"Yes...it's you three, he...he is seven."

As soon as these words came out, the Fourth Law elders and formal disciples fell silent.
To be continued...