It was a small stone that looked about the size of a small stone on the roadside, but the material looked different, like metal, but also had a luster of jade.

And there was a faint warm light like a firefly fluorescent flashing on it.

Although the light is not big, it makes people feel comfortable to watch.

"What's this?" Du Buqi thought of it immediately, and he was very confused.

But after thinking for a long time, I couldn't figure out what this thing was.

It seems that the only one that meets a little bit of characteristics is probably the Night Pearl of the previous life.

Could this thing be the legendary night pearl?

However, the problem arose again. Although he knew that this kind of thing was a rare gem even in ancient times in his previous life, it would be a bit difficult to compare it with tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Which one is more valuable? I am afraid that even a fool can answer the answer.

not to mention.

Du Buqi did not forget who was standing in front of him.

This is a group of liars, even beggars like him have the heart to cheat, a conscience-lost liar!

The things they took out were even fakes, and they were afraid that they would not have such light after applying some of the things they had. Isn’t it a different version of fluorescent agent?

However, Du Buqi's suspicious and disdainful look was truly seen by the other party's leader.

The handsome leader immediately believed even more that Du Buqi was the guess of the Beggars' Sect master.

Sure enough! This is not a simple person!

Nonsense, otherwise any ordinary person could still be so calm when he saw a low-grade spirit stone, even showing a disdainful look?

Those who can do this are not just pure b.

Obviously, the little brother of the Beggars' Sect in front of him is undoubtedly the former, and he has seen too many things, so he disdains!

This made him even more determined to be stumbling with Du Buqi.

After all, why do they want to be liars and do such a life of making a living from the knife? Isn’t they forced?

Their talents are not very good, and it is harder to be taken in by a good sect than dreaming, and practicing is a time-consuming, labor-intensive and financial-intensive task.

The four essential elements of the practice of wealth, companion, Dharma, and Earth are necessary. If you want to practice well, this is a must.

And wealth happens to be ranked first.

No money, no wealth, no resources, even if you are a peerless genius, the probability of you being able to truly grow up will be much smaller than that of geniuses with resources, backgrounds, and sects.

If you have resources, money, background, and all the latter three are available at the same time, then even if you are a pure-bred peerless waste, you can be forced to become a peerless master.

You can say that people who are experiencing waste of money have a weak cultivation level, but for them, as long as they have more resources and are quickly consumed, they will be one or several major realms higher than others.

Even if you are a peerless genius in the Killing Dan Realm, you are as an emperor.

But I am a waste of money, even if my realm is infinitely empty...

But I am still the Great Emperor, even if my title is called the Great Emperor.

Who is awesome?

This is the cruelty of this world.

So, he saw hope.

Who can be a liar and live a life of having two heads in your belt when you can get along with a big sect organization?

If the master on the opposite side is willing to mention them so that they can join the Beggars' Sect, what's going on?

City Lord’s Mansion? Fear of yarn!

Walking is the best way to go. It is what they want most to be able to find a safe cultivation environment and an awesome sect.

So, he took out all the most valuable things on him, which is the low-grade spirit stone in front of Du Buxi now.

However, Du Buqi frowned: "That's it? If I don't accept this thing, can I change it? I'll have to pay."

He doesn't want this little stone. It would be fine if it was really, but if it was fake, wouldn't he have gone to his grandma's house? This group of people are liars, and only the money is the most practical.

However, Du Buqi's response made the other side stunned.

What? Don’t collect spirit stones?

So willful??

"But... little brother... no, boss, you..."

The leading man has no idea what to say.

What is this awesome little brother saying? Can the words he said really be connected into one sentence?

Is this really what is recorded in the "Dictionary of Cultivation"? It shouldn't be!

"It's not impossible. This can be worth a portion, but at least you have to have money!" Du Buqi felt a little sad when he saw the other party crashing directly, and added.

Because he was afraid that if he spoke directly like this, he would only have money. If money was involved, would the other party have any suspicion?

Therefore, he planned to make less money and get some money, otherwise he would be afraid that the fish would be disconnected like this.

In this case, his three copper coins will never be found in this life!

So, even if you make less money and fish can bite the hook, that is the best.

If it is true, it can be sold for some money, which is also a good thing.

As a result, the temperamental man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Right, this is human words, this is how to cultivate the truth, and I finally understand it now.

"Boss, are you sure we can get ten times the reward?" But the man was still a little distressed when he thought of giving the last piece of low-grade spirit stone.

After all, this thing is hard currency, not only currency, but also an important source of their practice.

"That's natural, don't worry. In less than half a month, you can definitely get ten times the income if you develop well!" Du Buqi said casually.

ten times!

The man's eyes widened and his saliva was caused by the spit.

That is, ten low-grade spirit stones?

As for things like silver, he took the initiative to ignore them.

Silver? What is that? Compared with spirit stones? It is also worthy of it?

"I'll join the gang!" The man was afraid that Du Buqi would regret it, so he took out a stack of silver notes from his body, placed them on the spirit stone, and handed them over.

"And me!"

"Boss, don't forget me, I'm going to join the Beggars' Sect too!"

"Here here!"

Finally, under Du Buqi's dementia gaze, a picture he had never imagined appeared.

The pedestrians rushed to take out more or less silver notes and the same small stones, which were stuffed to Du Buqi.

Du Buqi felt light and his feet seemed to be weak.

But he still forced himself to not let his size collapse. On the contrary, he tried his best to control it and pretended to be extremely cold and indifferent.

But it did not prevent his heart from trembling.

At this time, he was like opening the door to a new world.

A road that had never been imagined was presented before him.
Chapter completed!