A junk collection station floats in my mind

"After the dog king recovers, let him take the opportunity to subdue the giants. The giants now lack Mammoth, a late ninth-order powerhouse, in charge. With the strength of the dog, it should not be difficult to win!"

Chen Muyu began to assign tasks to his subordinates, and then said to Ling Mu, "When necessary, Brother Ling Mu, we can provide some help here!"

The spirit mother nodded slightly.

"But one thing, we don't want any casualties here!" Chen Muyu added.

"learn!"

The spirit mother said, "It's just that although the mammoth is missing as the patriarch of this giant clan, I'm afraid it will not be so easy to conquer. This clan is brutal by nature, and it may not be so easy to make them bow their heads by force. In addition, there is a nearby The big forces, called the Gentleman Clan, probably won’t stand on the sidelines!"

"Oh, gentleman family? Such a strange name?" Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows.

The spirit mother smiled wryly, "This clan has huge power. It is not under the giant clan and the dog clan. There are also powerful people in the late ninth stage sitting in the town. Among the forces around the giant clan, these three clans are considered to be three pillars, and they have always maintained a delicate balance!"

After a pause, the spirit mother continued, "According to the information we have received, people from the Gentleman clan have a problem. They like to occupy morals and meddle in other people's affairs. conflict……"

"Oh, this is really strange!"

Chen Muyu was rather amused. In this primordial world, does such a race exist?

The spirit mother said, "There are no surprises in the vast primordial world. The dog king must have had contact with the gentleman clan. You can ask him when the time comes!"

Chen Muyu nodded, "Then you can discuss it with the dog king. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me later!"

……

Here, Chen Muyu didn't want to stay any longer, and was still concerned about the situation at Jidao Palace.

……

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Not long after returning from the Hongmeng world.

In Wanjie Station, Jinlian is already organizing employees to recover the Hongmeng Golden Lingshi.

Chen Muyu's wealth also increased rapidly.

Jin Lian had estimated for him that after the mine vein was completely recovered, it would probably bring Chen Muyu an income of 1200 billion.

In other words, his wealth value can reach 1800 billion.

Originally, there could be more, but because too much was recycled, the system put pressure on the recycling price, so Chen Muyu's dream of going straight to 2000 billion was shattered.

1800 billion, Jinlian plans to use 300 billion to reward the employees who participated in this operation, and to give other employees in the station a sunshine.

Chen Muyu also agreed with Jinlian's suggestion.

I mean, after getting rid of the 300 billion, Chen Muyu's wealth will eventually fall into Chen Muyu's hands, plus the rest, Chen Muyu's wealth can be around 1500 billion.

This number is enough.

After all, 1000 billion can be upgraded.

All he had to do now was to wait until the station had finished recovering the Hongmeng Golden Lingshi, and waited for the money to arrive.

The next day!

Chen Muyu went directly to the various peaks and palaces of the Jidao Palace to wander around. Now there is not a single expert in the Jidao Palace, and no one stopped him at all.

……

However, after running this lap, Chen Muyu originally wanted to make some money, but the result was different from what he expected.

There are indeed many treasures in this Jidao Palace, but there is no one in the house, which does not mean that you can take them casually.

There is still a layer of moral concept in my heart that binds me.

He's a scrap collector, not a thief.

I can be regarded as a person regardless of my size. It is indeed a bit disgusting to go to someone's house to steal things while there is no one in the house.

Yuzhu Peak.

Chen Muyu sits on a protruding stone on the mountain road and thinks about life.

"Who are you?"

A little boy came down from the mountain, holding a sword in his hand, pointing at Chen Muyu from a distance.

Chen Muyu came back to his senses and looked at the boy.

He looks like a little Nezha at the age of six or seven, with two braids tied into the sky.

You can't reach the Heavenly Dao Realm, it's just the Hunyuan Daluojin Fairyland.

Such a realm is rare in Jidao Palace.

This kid shouldn't be that old.

Chen Muyu hooked his fingers at him, "Who are you?"

The little boy said, "I am Jiang Xiaoyu, a disciple of Yuzhu Peak, you haven't said who you are yet?"

"Oh!"

Chen Muyu looked stunned, "So it's brother Xiaoyu, I'm your guest from Yuzhu Peak..."

"nonsense!"

The little boy scolded, "Don't deceive me like a child, I saw you wandering here for a long time, sneaky, you are not a good person at first glance, Yuzhu Peak never sees outsiders, you go down the mountain quickly, otherwise If you say that, you will startle the Patriarch, and you will have no good fruit to eat!"

This kid has a great mouth!

Chen Muyu didn't expect that he would be yelled at by such a child.

"Your patriarch, who is it?" Chen Muyu asked.

"Humph!"

The child snorted coldly, "You also said that you are a guest of my Yuzhu Peak, how can my guest of Yuzhu Peak not know the name of my ancestor?"

Uh……

Chen Muyu froze for a moment, then changed his face, showing a fierce look, "Child, do you know who you are talking to?"

The child took a breath, showing a bit of fear on his face, but he still managed to calm down, "Don't mess around, this is Yuzhu Peak, which alarmed my ancestor..."

Chen Muyu grinned, "Don't scare me, don't think I don't know, now there are no heaven-level experts in the entire Jidao Palace, where is your ancestor, call him out, and fight with me..."

It's just bored, just to play with the child, it's right as a pastime, so I got up and walked to the child.

"stop!"

The child was startled, with the long sword across his chest, his small face was full of defense.

"Fellow Daoist, why bully a junior!"

Just then, a voice sounded.

Old and long, like a breeze sent to the ear.

Chen Muyu suddenly became alert, and suddenly looked back, on the rock he had just sat on, at some point, there was an old man standing.

With a white beard and a gray robe, fluttering in the mountain wind, the old man is thin and thin, with a long sword on his back, and he looks like a fairy.

A pair of eyes are like black holes, as if they have infinite magic power.

Just looking at each other, Chen Muyu froze.

It was a feeling of the prey being stared at by the hunter, not daring to move, not even breathing.

"Ancestor!"

When the little boy saw the old man, he was overjoyed and ran over immediately.

"Where have you been, Patriarch, what about Master and the others?"

The little boy threw himself into the old man's arms, and wept with a whoosh, which was called a sad cry.

At the same time, the old man's aura of targeting Chen Muyu was also displayed, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the boy's head, and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

He looked up at Chen Muyu again.

Chen Muyu smiled awkwardly, "Fellow Daoist, I'm just messing around with this little friend!"