"Damn, this environment is too negligent."

The monk of the lamp grass is a necrotic creature, and he is not used to the scene of such creatures squeezing into a big bump. The rich breath of life makes him feel disgusted.

"I have some social engagements outside, so let's talk about it for a long time. Brother Farke, these eighteen Yue people have been paid a total of 119,360 spiritual sands. In addition, you and Lingming just received seven 'Naiwan' standard 'Dragon-Brain Musk cigarettes', totaling... how much is it?

"A total of 212,684 spiritual sands." Chang Kaishen had already recorded the account on the plaster in his stomach: "Please ask the Grand Teacher to come over. I'm going to take some precious cultivation materials to settle the account."

His treasure trove contains 72 water-dividing rhinoceros horns, which is the most valuable component of the second-grade monster Fallen Rhinoceros, and the unit price will not be less than 50,000 spiritual sand. He also has more than 100 Capricorn skulls, one of which is a super-old old fish head that is 1,800 years old, and the estimated price starts in units of tens of thousands.

To be honest, these materials do not need to be processed and are all natural magic tools, and they are actually very disadvantageous to paying the bill. There is no spiritual sand, and the insignificant resources for cultivation are not everywhere.

"Don't say such blue words!" The monk from the Lancao waved his hand quickly: "I can break the threshold because I am very grateful to you. If this little money is chasing you, I will not be a erhu egg?"

"Since that's the case, I'm not polite!" Chang Kaishen hugged Ning Caichen's shoulders and said with confidence: "This is the first human I bought at the sales conference. Liu Yue, the physical condition of the waste capital, spent me a piece of medicinal steamed bun that could replenish 100,000 yuan. Anyway, I have been worshipping for eighty-eight years, and there is no shortage of this tremor. Why don't you reimburse me for your reimbursement together, teacher."

Ye Zhiqiu, who was standing by, finally knew why he was repeatedly defeated when he met him, because this guy was too shameless!

Grand Secretary Yi was stunned for a moment, pointed at the top scholar, and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Just just kidding." Chang Kaishen also laughed: "Don't take it seriously."

The monk Lancao took out a sea-blue talisman from his arms and handed it to him silently.

"This big transfer teleportation talisman is the thank you gift I really want to give you." Dasiyi said: "Of course, you might as well treat it as a collection of Yuan Bu Buns."

Chang Kaishen looked at the palm-sized talisman several times, but couldn't see anything special about it.

This thing is nothing more than teleporting people to a certain place, which can also be worth hundreds of thousands of times of true energy?

"This is a passive talisman in the 'spiritual gourd world'." Zong Heng was still aware of the goods and pointed the elder brother lightly.

The brothers and sisters were all shocked and said, I'll just turn it up. This thing is not a pretty thing that Lingsha can buy!

The "spiritual gourd world" discovered by Lanruo Temple more than 800 years ago was originally the only small Sumeru world in the Little Fozhou. At first, Lanruo Temple certainly blocked the news and wanted to take over this benefit by itself, but I don’t know how to do it, but the news leaked out. Lanruo Temple was originally the leader of the Little Fozhou, "Bangcui Villa", to build it up, and used it to buffer the two giants of the Demon Mountain and Maha Wuliang Palace. The overall strength was not strong, so as soon as the news spread, the Little Sumeru world immediately became the public concession of the Little Fozhou cultivation world.

Because there are too many wolves and few meats, the "spirit gourd world" in the early years was full of vicious disorderly competition. Each sect carried out three-foot-style predatory mining with the attitude of being a savage. The monks of the current leader of the Maha Wuliang Palace, Vajra Sanzang, were even sent to the "spirit gourd world" for bloody trials in the new stage. Until more than 500 years ago, the "Bangchui Villa" felt that this would not work, so it came forward to summon various sects to kill the white horse and black turtle and swear together, setting rules. Every year, the "Lanruo Temple" made 1,000 large-scale teleportation talismans. Lanruo Temple, as the host, enjoyed 200 pieces, and each of the other seven wealthy families, and the remaining 100 pieces were handled by the leader of the Shilin League, "Bangchui Villa", and distributed to small and medium-sized cultivation sects at their discretion.

The time and space coordinates of the "Spiritual Gourd Realm" are handed over to the eight major sects to draw elite soldiers and generals to guard them together. The monks must use passive talismans to reach the near time and space coordinates, and then enter the "Spiritual Gourd Realm" with tickets. If there is no token, those who are close to the time and space coordinates within a thousand miles will be killed on the spot. The validity period of each ticket is thirty days. Those who exceed the time limit will be blacklisted after they come out of the "Spiritual Gourd Realm", and they will be disqualified from entering the boundary and exploring treasures forever.

In order to avoid high-level monks colliding in the "Spiritual Gourd Realm" and causing large-scale geographical destruction, the "Bangmao Villa" also specifically stipulated that passive talismans are only allowed to be issued to cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stages of each sect.

Facts have proved that even the worst system is better than no system. The "Spirit Gourd Realm" has been competing in recent years and has stable production, which has greatly helped the monks of various sects in the Small Fozhou. Moreover, the eight major sects eat meat and small and medium-sized sects have also drunk soup, and everyone expressed satisfaction.

If it weren't for the ticket given by Dasiyi, the current position of the No. 1 Principal Lang would not be qualified to go to the "Spiritual Gourd Realm" to play jungle.

The Maha Wuliang Palace has 100 passive talismans every year. Qi refining elites and foundation-building monks are not enough to get the rotten sweet potato and stinky bird eggs below the sixth level of Qi refining.

"My friend has the right to be rich, so I won't be polite to you, Teacher. If you gain something, you will definitely be rewarded in the future!" Chang Kaishen said it nicely, but he thought to himself that I have the "Eight Gate Golden Lock Cloud". As long as you enter the "spirit gourd world", you can find a hidden place in any corner and secretly set up a door. In the future, wouldn't you be able to run to scrape the ground every day without tickets?

What he could think of was Zong Heng and Qi Dian, who naturally thought of it, and they were dancing in a sensation, wishing they could not celebrate.

The 'Spirit Gourd World' produces various spiritual gourds. As long as you have enough time, you can always find some useful treasure gourds, right?

As for the unlucky deeds of Vajra who ran to the "spirit gourd world" and were parasitized by the spirit gourd seeds, which caused them to be stuck in the first level of Qi refining for hundreds of years, they naturally chose to ignore it.

"Stop saying anything, the monk Lan is so angry that he meets a confidant." The monk from the lampcao picked up the wine pot from the table and sifted two glasses of wine, one for himself and one for the top scholar: "It's all in the wine!"

"I have three lines of iron juice in my life. One is crying that the world is hard to find, the other is crying that I never meet a beautiful woman. The third is crying that the road to cultivation is long and arduous and cannot be found." Chang Kaishen clinked his glasses and looked over: "Today I was fortunate to meet the great teacher, and all my tears were dried up."

"Just say this to you, you can go to Sanjiang Pavilion in any market in the future, just sign up for free!" Dasiyi was so comfortable. If someone else said he was a beauty, he would definitely be annoyed. He said this from the mouth of the handsome man, but the monk was almost relieved of internal injuries: "No matter what, take good care of yourself, the future is long, and I still hope to benefit you again in the future."

When he said this, Dasiyi's feelings were actually very sincere. Whether he or Heishan II, he had gained advanced inspiration from this great coach. What a wonderful opportunity. Moreover, in terms of personal feelings, Dasiyi not only did not hate the top scholar, but also liked him very much - a boy who looked good and spoke nicely, who doesn't like it?

Now that Sa’s family is going to dig a hole with your own hands and bury you. Why is it fat for some reason?

Don’t blame me, if you want to blame you, blame you as a genius from Maha Wuliang Palace!
Chapter completed!