Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 422
The middle-aged man didn't feel exaggerated when he heard the monk in green shirt say such boastful words. Instead, he said with a smile: "Your Daoist Chen's reputation of being generous is well known, and Di admires it from the bottom of his heart."

"Since that's the case, Pavilion Master Chen must think carefully about Chen's proposal. If I get something, I can give an extra [-]% of the spirit stones as a reward."

Taking a sip of the fragrant tea, the monk in green shirt said leisurely.

This person was of course Chen Ping who had just returned to Fuyou City.

After gaining a large amount of resources, the first thing he planned to do was to buy large quantities of cultivation-enhancing spiritual objects.

There are still a few years before the opening of the secret realm. Although it is absolutely impossible to break through the Great Perfection of the Yuandan, if the realm goes further and reaches the point of touching the bottleneck, it will also enhance his strength.

The spirit tea package of Xiancha Pavilion is very effective, and it has provided a great help when he hit the late stage. He has always remembered it, so he visited Di Xiuyuan Di Pavilion Master first.

But the meaning of refusal in this person's words can be seen at a glance, and as a last resort, he had no choice but to choose to lure with big profits.

High-profile big-money spending does cause envy, but not today.

Master Yin, who is holding the moon, is his amulet for rampaging in Fuyou City.

Chen Ping had already prepared his speech. If a Golden Core cultivator came to his door, a word of Yin Zhenren's personal disciple would be enough to make anyone fearful.

"A [-]% kickback?"

Sure enough, Di Xiuyuan showed a trace of obvious heartbeat, his eyelids drooped slightly, as if he was meditating on something.

A high-level spirit item can range from hundreds of thousands to millions of spirit stones. According to this person's promise, he will get a very considerable income.

The opening of the Two Cities Fair is about to begin, and he also wants to fill his purse and share his financial resources with all the cultivators.

As for the authenticity of what Chen Ping said, he had no doubts.

This guy photographed the corpses of several Tier [-] monster beasts at one time in the dojo a while ago, and his wealth is so rich that it makes people extremely greedy.

Di Xiuyuan's hesitation was actually selfish.

The last time I saw this person, he was only in the middle stage of Yuan Dan.

It's only been a few years, and it's already consistent with my cultivation base.

Maybe next time we meet again, it is not nonsense to make a breakthrough again!
An inexplicable envy and jealousy rose in Di Xiuyuan's heart.

Cultivation resources are one of the confidence of a monk. Even the powerful elders of his dignified Jindan sect dare not squander like this.

"That's a deal. Chen Daoyou will come to this pavilion in half a year."

Di Xiuyuan said indifferently.

The taste belongs to the taste, and the benefits of being able to feed it to the mouth are not unreasonable.

Since ancient times, there have been countless monks who have no worries about resources. Can this person compare with the descendants of the ancestor of Huashen?

After some self-deceiving enlightenment, Di Xiuyuan immediately felt much more comfortable.

"Haha, Pavilion Master Di is Mr. Chen's nobleman."

Chen Ping seemed quite happy, and thanked him with his fists clasped.

Of course he didn't know that in just a few breaths, Di Xiuyuan's little thoughts turned hundreds of times.

"Chen Daoyou has already said that, it is also a pleasure to cooperate with Di Mou."

After adding a cup of tea for Chen Ping himself, Di Xiuyuan changed the subject with a smile and asked, "Is Daoist Chen interested in joining my Tainan sect?"

"Hehe, several fourth-order spiritual plants have been planted in the resident of our sect, and they have always been given priority to the elders and guest ministers."

According to intelligence, this person seems to be a casual cultivator, and has not been invited by the Yuanqing League.

By drawing Chen Ping into the sect, he can immediately get a huge amount of contribution points.

"This……"

Chen Ping was slightly taken aback, and after a long time, he said with a hint of apology: "Actually, I have some relationship with Lanyue Sect, thank you Pavilion Master Di for your kindness."

At the juncture of what he wanted, directly rejecting Di Xiuyuan was obviously an act of offending people.

With no other choice, Chen Ping had no choice but to move out the golden signboard of Lanyuezong and suppress it.

Anyway, the Haichang Chen family was originally a force under its command, and it was not considered a malicious deception.

"It turns out that Chen Daoyou is a person with big heels."

After hearing this, Di Xiuyuan's expression changed and he stopped entanglement.

The two chatted for a while, and Chen Ping got up to leave.

Di Xiuyuan sent him all the way down the hall before returning to the closed room.

The shopkeeper, Di Gaoyu, stood outside the door nodding and bowing, with his hands spread out, and his smile was very bright.

Now, he didn't dare to have any bad thoughts about the Yuan Dan Daxiu in front of him.

Nodding at him, Chen Ping was not in the mood to talk to the junior, so he stepped forward and was about to step over the threshold on the ground.

At this moment, a figure who had just entered the Immortal Tea Pavilion headed towards him suddenly turned his head and glanced at Chen Ping's back.

"Chen Ye, Fellow Daoist Chen!"

The figure moved his feet immediately, and went straight to Chen Ping's side to catch up with big strides. Before he got close, he laughed loudly like thunder: "When Huang Shuihai said goodbye, he met fellow Taoist again in this pavilion, it is really fate. "

"It turned out to be Commander Weng!"

Chen Ping said with a light smile as he stopped and clasped his fists from afar.

The fellow daoist who called his alias from behind had a weird appearance.

His eyes were green, his arms were abnormally dragged to his knees, and his face had a friendly expression. It was Weng Fuhong, the leader of the Huangshuihai secret sentry who routinely inspected him when he first came to the Shuangcheng sea area.

After purchasing the information in the dojo, Chen Ping knew that Weng Fuhong's strange appearance was entirely caused by practicing a special technique.

And this person's supernatural powers are also extremely good, among the middle-stage Yuandans in the city, they belong to the top-notch group.

"Late Yuan Dan!"

Weng Fuhong opened his mouth and said enviously: "Fellow Daoist doesn't seem to be very old, and the hope of hitting the golden core is much higher than Weng Mou."

"Where, Jindan is so difficult, Chen is just a step ahead of Commander Weng at this stage."

Chen Ping smiled slightly and said politely.

At the same time, he noticed Commander Weng's attitude, which was a completely earth-shaking change compared to the indifference of the first meeting.

No need to guess, over the years, this person has also mastered some information about him.

"Meeting each other is worse than meeting by chance. At the beginning, Daoyou Chen solved a big problem for Weng, so Weng must be the host and thank you."

Weng Fuhong cupped his hands and said eagerly.

"Friend Daoist Weng invites you, so Chen naturally has no reason not to follow."

Chen Ping nodded slightly, and agreed happily.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait outside for a while, Weng will come as soon as he goes."

Seeing his promise, Weng Fuhong was refreshed and hurried up the stairs of Xiancha Pavilion.

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

Back then, Fuyou City recruited experts from all walks of life, and arranged an edict for some monks in the city.

He helped Weng Fuhong complete the task of pulling people's heads, but it was just a matter of effort, this person would not be so enthusiastic.

There is a high probability that there is something to ask for, Chen Ping had a second thought and guessed.

Weng Fuhong's status in Fuyou City is not low, and he happens to be able to make friends with one or two, maybe someday it will be useful.

……

After about half a cup of tea, Chen Ping, who was taking a nap under the shady eaves, opened his eyelids and looked towards the Fairy Tea Pavilion.

"For nothing, the spiritual tea in the hands of fellow daoist Di was bought by fellow daoist a few years ago."

Weng Fuhong appeared again, shaking his head and sighing.

"Hey, it's the first step in the next step."

After being stunned, Chen Ping said with a haha: "The batch of spiritual objects, Mr. Chen, has been exhausted. If not, it is impossible to break the bottleneck in the later stage."

"It's okay, it's not just the Xiancha Pavilion that sells spiritual objects in the dojo."

Weng Fuhong pursed his lips and quickly restrained his disappointed expression.

"Commander Weng, where are you going next?"

Looking at the sky, Chen Ping asked calmly.

"It's the first time to invite Daoist Chen to a banquet, of course we have to choose a higher-level place."

Weng Fuhong squinted his eyes, and said solemnly: "The food and drink in Hongyan Palace is famous for floating, let's go there to relax, how about friends?"

"Since Commander Weng is the host, Chen would be more respectful than obedient."

With a smile on his face, Chen Ping said without thinking.

He knew exactly what the nature of the Beauty Palace was, and the sale of wine and food was just incidental.

However, it is also a good way to relax when you go in and listen to ditties and enjoy fairy dances.

"Fellow Daoist's temper suits Weng's taste too much. Some hypocrites who claim to be upright are really boring."

Weng Fuhong applauded in great satisfaction, and said with a strange smile: "The experience of the world of mortals and the cleansing of the Taoist heart are also the ordeals that must be passed through the cultivation of immortals! We are not old yin demons who practice boy skills."

Nodding in agreement, Chen Ping put his hands on his back, waiting for Weng Fuhong to step forward to lead the way.

The location of Hongyan Palace and Xiancha Pavilion is one east and one west, and the distance is relatively long.

Flying has always been forbidden in the dojo, so they hurried on their way, and it should have been dark when they got there.

"Hey, fellow daoist, don't worry."

The corner of Weng Fuhong's mouth slanted, and he took out a golden peony flower. He pinched it casually, and a thin mist penetrated into the ground and disappeared.

In just a few dozen breaths, an emerald green light rolled at the end of the street, and a luxury carriage more than three feet long galloped towards them.

The speeding car is square and square, the surface is finely carved with jade, and the whole body exudes a faint fragrance. In front of the car and behind the car, there is an early second-order clear water sea ape acting as a groom.

"This is the chariot of the Beauty Palace. If you spend [-] spirit stones at a time, you can get three free beast car coupons."

Weng Fuhong jumped into the carriage first, turned around and explained.

After hearing what he said, Chen Ping twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and then he opened the curtain and sat in.

Hongyan Palace's methods of attracting customers are really clever. It also promotes dance music at the entrance of the dojo, and it also comes with animal car coupons. With a combination of discounts, most people have to fall into the pit without knowing it.

Weng Fuhong in front of him is a living example.

He glanced sideways just now, and it was obvious that this person had a large number of animal car coupons in his arms.

The veteran customer of Hongyan Palace, Chen Ping silently judged.

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