World of Cultivation

The cultivators who were severely frightened retreated for twenty miles before stopping. Fortunately, there was no further movement from the silver light spots in Golden Crow City, and they calmed down for a while.

"Boss, what is Fu Zhan Diaolou?" His subordinates asked with some confusion. Some cultivators around him looked equally confused, and some showed fear.

"A powerful weapon for city defense." The boss looked at Golden Crow City and warned: "You must be careful. If you see something like that in any city, be careful. The Fu Zhan Watchtower is very powerful and is to prevent the enemy from attacking. Usually you can only see them in some larger cities, but I didn’t expect that there are thirty-six of them in such a small city!”

"It's just thirty-six. With so many of us, we captured them in one go." His subordinates said, still a little unconvinced.

"Come?" The boss sneered: "Be honest and don't cause me trouble. The other party is much stronger than us! Don't look down on the thirty-six Talisman Towers. They are expensive. Sell us It can’t be replaced.”

"Is it so expensive?" His subordinates opened their eyes wide and exclaimed.

"Well, it's very expensive." Old Dao Dao said: "Think about it, now we worry about Linggu every day. People can build talisman war towers, so do we still need to fight?"

Everyone is speechless. This is relatively simple, straightforward and clear at a glance. In the small mountain world, everyone is in a state of semi-starvation. The scarcity of spiritual valley is a problem that every force needs to face head-on.

"If they are not short of spiritual grain, can we buy some spiritual grain from them?" His subordinates suddenly asked.

The boss was stunned for a moment, and thought that he was right. If the other party had the ability to build such a city, there would definitely be no shortage of spiritual valleys. In today's small mountain world, if you have crystal stones, there is no place to buy spiritual valleys.

At this moment, a few people were seen flying out of Golden Crow City.

The person who came was very fast and flew in front of them in just a moment. There were four people in the group, headed by a male cultivator who was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole. Beside him, there were three golden-armored guards guarding him.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the exaggerated fiery red sword held by the golden armored guard. The three cultivators were wrapped in golden chain mail and stood indifferently. The boss felt a slight chill in his heart. The cultivation level of these three golden-armored guards could not be discerned, but the aura and faint evil spirit exuding from their bodies made him feel extremely dangerous.

"I'm Bao Yi, I am the Commercial Manager of Golden Crow City." Bao Yi saluted pretending to be elegant. Since joining his boss, all he has done is guard the warehouse, and now that he can finally return to his old profession, he almost bursts into tears at this moment.

"Bao Yi?" The boss felt that the name was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. However, he didn't let the doubt stay on his face for too long, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Bao, take care of it! Take care of it, Mr. Bao!"

Everyone remembers the name of this city, Golden Crow City.

"I'm really sorry." Bao Yi's expression made everyone's hearts suddenly tighten.

Observing faces is a basic skill that every businessman must learn. As its leader, Bao Yi naturally knows this well. He looked indifferent on the surface, but felt extremely satisfied inside. I think back then, I was just a small black market businessman, but now I can actually make such a large group of cultivators nervous.

The number of cultivators in this group in front of me is about five hundred, which is already considered a considerable force.

Although he was proud, he didn't want to mess up his first business. He had a friendly smile on his face: "Because this city is too small to accommodate all of you. You can camp outside the city. No fighting is allowed within twenty miles. If you want to station within this range, you need to pay a fee, and we will designate an area for your troops to station. You can also choose to station outside twenty miles. You need to provide any fees. In addition, there is a market in this city, which will definitely give you a lot of surprises. If necessary, this city will be opened at Chen time every day and closed at You time. We are willing to provide services to you wholeheartedly. "

When the boss heard such an official statement, he thought to himself, he is truly worthy of being a powerful force. Look at his demeanor and magnanimity. He has to be so technical even to ask for crystals, and he has to make you lose your temper.

After swallowing his saliva, Lao Dadao said, "I wonder what the transaction items you accept are?"

The small mountain world is extremely chaotic, all kinds of order have long since collapsed, and the things that many forces agree to trade are often strange.

"Any crystals of grade three or above are acceptable. Of course, considering the convenience we can provide you, we have a special discount service. The materials are grade three or above. Magic weapons and jade slips require grade four or above."

The boss was even more shocked when he heard this. Look, everyone only accepts magic treasures and jade slips of fourth grade or above. There are only two fourth-grade magic treasures in their group. Compared with others, they are as poor as beggars.

Feeling less and less confident, his voice became softer: "Then let's camp before twenty miles."

Bao Yi still had a friendly smile on his face: "No problem." Then he handed the boss a paper crane and said: "If you need anything, you can contact me at any time. Everyone is tired from the journey, so I won't disturb you. I’ll take my leave now.”

After saying this and bowing politely, he took the three golden-armored guards into the air and took off back to the city.

As soon as Bao Yi left, the boss immediately asked: "Who has the spar?"

Many people left some behind, but the number was still pitifully small. At this time, one of his subordinates reminded him: "Boss, don't we still have a batch of bones and stones? Why not sell them to them?"

The boss slapped his forehead, yes! White bone stone is naturally shaped like white bones, hence it is named white bone stone. It is a rare third-grade material. The boss, who suddenly felt that his money was not so shy, immediately said in high spirits: "Well, let's go to the city tomorrow to see if we can buy anything good."

At this moment, the subordinate suddenly remembered: "Boss, I remembered!"

"What are you remembering?" The boss turned his face.

"Bao Yi!" This subordinate said: "Bao Yi is a black market businessman. He later ran to Nansheng Town. Unexpectedly, the outer hall elder had a grudge against him. Don't you remember? You also told me at that time, Qian You must not go to his place to buy anything, lest you get noticed by the outer court."

"I remembered!" The boss immediately recalled after this reminder: "It seems that he got rich this time by leaning against a big tree! The owner of this city is so courageous that he doesn't even have the dignity of the outer hall. Give."

"Boss, do you think this group of people did it in Nansheng Town?" His subordinate suddenly asked quietly.

The boss was startled, startled, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense! You can't talk nonsense like this, otherwise you will be killed!"

"Yes, yes!" His subordinate's face turned pale and he nodded repeatedly.

After waving his hands and pushing his subordinates aside, the boss couldn't help but think of something on his mind. Somehow, the words of his men just now lingered in his mind like a ghost.

Could it really be this group of people who did it?

Before today, he had never thought that any force in Xiaoshan Realm would be so powerful that even the outer hall could not reach it! The incident of raiding Nansheng Town has been hotly discussed by everyone for a while, and everyone has come to a very unified conclusion.

The strength of the sneak attack party is by no means smaller than that of the outer hall!

Could it be that it's really them...

The more the boss thought about it, the more he became afraid. He was destined to spend a sleepless night.

In Golden Crow City, Zuo Mo asked while working, "How's it going?"

Bao Yisu stood aside respectfully: "They don't seem to have too many crystal stones."

"It doesn't matter." Zuo Mo said, "We can give it to them on credit."

"Give them credit?" Bao Yi was shocked: "Aren't we going to lose money?"

"Give them credit, and they can sell it to others." Zuo Mo obviously had great passion for crystals. He even stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "As long as they can make money from crystals, they will do it better than anyone else." You have to work hard."

"But what if they ran away with their things?" Bao Yi said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of?" Zuo Mo didn't care: "Where can they run? They can't run. Here, they can earn crystal stones continuously!"

Seeing what Bao Yi wanted to say, Zuo Mo waved his hand and said, "Even if we lose money, we won't lose much. In addition to earning crystal stones, selling the Black Lian Futon is more important."

Bao Yi was confused.

"With the Black Refining Futon, do they still need the Spiritual Valley?" Zuo Mo asked.

"No need." Bao Yi shook his head.

"That's it." Zuo Mo patiently explained: "Without Linggu, they will not be controlled by the Mingxiao Sect. In the future, when we fight with the Mingxiao Sect, they will not be controlled by the Mingxiao Sect, thus helping Mingming Xiao Sect. This is more important to us. Crystal Stone is much easier to deal with than Linggu."

"If Ancestor Mingxiao comes out, everyone still won't dare..." Bao Yi said.

"Have you ever heard of one golden elixir ruling a world?" Zuo Mo asked, and then answered by himself: "Anyway, I haven't heard of it. Why are everyone so afraid of the Mingxiao sect? It's not the ancestor of Mingxiao, but Linggu . Without the threat of Linggu, everyone would think, I can’t beat you, but there’s nothing you can do if you stay away. Anyway, I don’t need to beg you.”

"In other words, although the Xiaoshan Realm is still a cage, everyone in the cage is not afraid of the realm collapsing in a short time." Zuo Mo said: "No one likes the Mingxiao Sect. If there is no threat from Linggu in a short time, we and If Mingxiao fights, they won’t help the Mingxiao faction.”

Bao Yi suddenly realized, but immediately asked: "Will they help us? Killing the Mingxiao faction will be beneficial to everyone!"

"No." Zuo Mo answered simply: "If you don't give me crystal stones, why should they help you? They still have to consider, what if we are defeated? What should we do? They still have to stay in this cage. .”

Bao Yi was silent. He knew that the boss was right, but for some reason, he was a little disappointed with Kong's answer.

Zuo Mo knew Bao Yi's mood and comforted him: "It's okay. We didn't count on them in the first place. We just have to rely on ourselves."

"Yes! Boss, I know what to do." Bao Yi nodded heavily, with an imperceptible cold light shining in his eyes.

His heart was filled with fanatical fighting passion. As a successful black marketeer, he decided to use facts to tell them why he was able to gain a foothold among black marketeers, and the biggest difference between black marketeers and ordinary businessmen, all in one word.

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