Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 120 Empty Gloves White Wolf

Zhu Feng's abacus was crackling.

Although the others were upset, they had to say that Gu Linyuan was indeed a man back then.

Zhu Feng advocated this proper moral kidnapping, but he knew it so, but he couldn't refute it.

Otherwise, where is the Supreme King's ancient spirit?
Especially Ah Man, but no matter how much she had a problem with Gu Linyuan, she had to admit that that guy was really tolerant sometimes.

No wonder Senior Sister Gu Ling is so devoted to him——
Compared to everyone's silence, Jun Guling smiled slightly when he heard the words.

"Of course I have to take care of this matter, but I don't know how much compensation Zhu Feng thinks is appropriate?"

Zhu Fengzhu raised his eyes and glanced at her when he heard the words, "Hmph, how much is appropriate? Can you afford it?"

"If you can't afford the compensation, I don't bother you to worry about it, but there must be a number, right?"

Zhu Fengzhu looked at the upright girl in front of him, with a calm and confident face, and laughed angrily.

"Okay, then, as you can see, this Yunwu tea is a special product of my Misty Zongling Zhifeng, and it costs a hundred yuan of low-grade spirit stones for one or two. Look at that piece, it was all ruined by him, and this fruit forest was destroyed by it." Not to mention that he broke a lot, plus the spiritual fruit and spiritual grass he ate during this time, after all, I don’t want much from you, just a hundred thousand spirit stones—”

"what?"

As soon as Zhu Fengzhu said this, before Jun Guling could speak, Ah Man was the first to open his eyes and said, "One hundred thousand spirit stones? You are a lion, why are some broken tea leaves and broken fruit trees worth one hundred thousand?" Lingshi???"

Ah Man looked at him with righteous indignation, while Zhu Feng blew his beard angrily, and gave her a blank look:
"Hmph, you ignorant stinky girl, do you know how difficult it is to grow my Yunwu tea tree? If it is not ruined by this stinky dragon, how much spiritual tea can it produce in a year?"

"Also, you stinky girl, take a good look. My fruit trees are all hundreds of thousands of years old. These are all my painstaking efforts, and they were destroyed by it just like that. You know that these spiritual fruit trees grow old every year. How many spirit stones did you bring?"

"Year after year, do you know how many spirit stones I have lost?"

"do you know?"

"do you know?"

Zhu Feng blew his beard and stared angrily, while Ah Man was immediately stunned by the question, and murmured at this moment: "How much can there be? There won't be as many as one hundred thousand——"

In Ah Man's eyes, a thousand spirit stones is a sky-high price, let alone one hundred thousand?
How is this different from grabbing?
What about the Lord of the Peak?

Zhu Fengzhu saw that there was something she didn't understand with that expression, and stared angrily.

"You—hmph, I'm too lazy to talk to you."

In the end, I also gave him the words Zhen Yuanzi gave him just now, "If you are stupid, you have to read more to understand? I really don't know how that guy Shatian taught you——"

Ah Man: .
In this world, she hated reading the most. Seeing Zhu Fengzhu's look of disdain for her, her eyes turned red with anger.

"I--"

Before she could speak, Qu Teng hurriedly grabbed her, gave her a wink and shook his head, then bit the bullet and said:

"Master, there are too many hundred thousand spiritual stones. I think that although the fruit forest has broken some branches, as long as it is cultivated with wood spiritual energy for a few more days, it will be able to slowly recover. As for the cloud tea tree, it is indeed extremely beautiful. It is precious and difficult to cultivate, but the disciple must try his best to plant it to make up for the dead one——”

As soon as these words fell, Zhu Fengzhu was completely angry.

boom---
The table was slammed loudly.

"You brat, you've only been here for a few days at Lingzhi Peak? Are your wings stiff?"

"How dare you bargain with me?"

"The spiritual fruit trees are all hundreds of thousands of your spiritual plants. Even if I go to conceive and raise them every day, they will not heal in three to five years, let alone you? And the cloud tea tree, which has never been cured. From planting to leaf extraction, it needs to be conceived with wood spirit energy three times a day, spiritual rain falls from time to time, carefully cultivated, if you come in person, do you still want to practice?"

"I'm not making fun of you for my teacher, I'm afraid I won't be able to support you if your little cultivation base is exhausted."

Zhu Fengzhu's words were sonorous and powerful, Qu Teng bowed his head to listen to the training, and said with a smile on his face:
"It's not as serious as Master said, it's only three to five years, and one hundred thousand spirit stones are worth—"

"you--"

Master Zhu Feng was so angry that his heart ached.

And everyone else was shocked, especially Jun Guling.

He thinks that although he has some friendship with Qu Teng, it's not to such an extent?
Cutting off one's cultivation is like killing one's parents.

She can't bear this cause and effect.

Before Jun Guling could speak, bang——
Then Master Zhu Feng slammed the table again, "Hmph, it's useless if you don't do this, you brat. Today, I will give this brat two ways, either one hundred thousand spirit stones, or let your teacher do it." Your Majesty refines a spiritual weapon for me, otherwise nothing will be discussed."

After saying this, he looked at Jun Guling with sharp eyes.

And Jun Guling spread his hands helplessly when he heard the words, "Forget it, you should go to Gu Linyuan—"

"What, what?"

Now it was Zhu Fengzhu's turn to be confused, he couldn't control his shocked facial expression well.

"What do you mean? Little girl, you can't be so heartless, that boy Gu is doing this for you, and you—"

"Hey, Uncle Zhu, I don't want to, but the problem is that I can't control it—"

Jun Guling looked helpless, and said bitterly, "You also know that I don't want to be seen by my master. Since he accepted me as a disciple, I haven't seen a single person. Where can I find someone to refine it for you? Spirit weapon to go???"

"Then I don't care about it. Anyway, there is no spiritual weapon. Hmph, you and this little green dragon don't even think about leaving."

When Jun Guling heard the words, he immediately said righteously: "That won't work, I still have a bet with Guan Yan'er from Wanfa Peak, if I can't practice the soul nourishing pill within three days, I will pay him five thousand spirit stones Yes, if you detain me and don't let me go, what will you do with this spirit stone???"

"How much? Five thousand spirit stones???"

Zhu Fengzhu looked at her incredulously, "You girl, you are not so courageous? You are so young to learn to gamble with others? Betting five thousand spirit stones in one breath? I see what you will pay back if you lose—— "

The kid from the Guan family was beaten up like that, and I heard that the girl from the Guan family was beaten up by Gu Linyuan again, heh, if she loses and falls into someone else's hands, then she will have a good life.

That girl from the Guan family is not a good-natured girl. After suffering such a big loss, can she come back without revenge?

Isn't the apprentice that this old drunkard took in stupid?

Zhu Fengzhu was worried about her, but Jun Guling didn't care about her at all, and said with confidence:
"Losing? How could you lose?"

Jun Guling had a confident look on his face, which completely stimulated Zhu Fengzhu.

"Hehe, you girl, you really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth. That's the soul-raising pill, the pill of the second-rank peak, which can be called the third-rank. Is it just you? Are you still refining this soul-raising pill? Have you ever touched the pill furnace? A spiritual person A little monk in the middle of nowhere, how dare you say—"

Better than that old drunk—
(End of this chapter)