Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 71 Dialogue with the prefect, the dust settles

"Top grade wood spirit root?"

Chen Yonglin looked at Feng Ping in amazement, you know, he is only a middle-grade spiritual root, and the person in front of him is clearly past the age of the best time to draw qi into the body, but he can still awaken a high-grade spiritual root?
If it is pushed forward three years, wouldn't it be possible to become the root of the sky!
"Chen Dianli! Thank you! I am very grateful!"

Feng Ping clasped his fists together, and then saluted.

The expressions and words cannot conceal the excitement!
The stone door was closed suddenly, and Yuan Fengwen floated in. He looked at the two with a long and ugly face.

Still, anyone who slaps himself in the face will not look good, let alone a monk in the crystallization state?
"Don't thank Deacon Yuan yet?" Chen Yonglin glared at Feng Ping and reminded.

"Thank you, Deacon Yuan. Niu will definitely remember this great kindness in his heart and never forget it!" Feng Ping turned around, faced Yuan Fengwen, and saluted again.

As for kindness?
That's just talk!

"Deacon Yuan, we have other things to do, so leave!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Yonglin led Feng Ping to go out.

"and many more!"

"What else is there for the deacon?"

"Since he has drawn Qi into his body, why doesn't he enter the Immortal Hall to practice? There are still more than eight months, enough!"

Facing Yuan Fengwen's questioning, Chen Yonglin explained: "Report to the deacon, the magistrate still has important matters for him to do."

"Humph!"

The deacon of Dengxiange snorted coldly, his face pale.

Moved Zhang Yonglie out again!
"Farewell!"

This time, no one stopped me from leaving.

Chen Yonglin led Feng Ping all the way to the prefect's yamen in Shuntian Prefecture!

"My lord, is this place?"

Although Feng Ping was not worried about his state and real identity being exposed, he did not expect that he would go to see Zhang Yonglie so soon!
"Be honest later in the room. I will ask you what to answer truthfully. Whether you can take over Zhao's business is entirely up to you!"

"Yes, my lord, Niu will definitely not let you down."

Looking at the expression on the other side, Feng Ping knew the true meaning of that sentence.

The so-called truthful answer is just a selective answer, and some questions cannot be said directly.

The truth often brings disaster!
Feng Ping followed Chen Yonglin all the way through the green pool rockery, forest courtyard, bypassing the official office, and arrived at the place where Zhang Yonglie received guests.

Of course, even Chen Yonglin—the housekeeper who is directly responsible to the magistrate—needs to be notified if he wants to see Zhang Zhifu.

The two waited outside the house for a while, and after getting the answer, they pushed the door in and met Zhang Yonglie, the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture!

Currently the only monk in the Golden Core Realm!
Feng Ping had heard about it a long time ago, and thought that the first time they met, he would be a monk who had achieved supernatural powers and was completely deformed, but he didn't expect that the other party was anything but normal.

Even the whole body revealed a sense of holiness!
How can there be any "taste" unique to Jindan monks?
At this moment, Zhang Yonglie is holding a brush in his hand, leaning over the desk, splashing ink with ease, swaying his pride.

Feng Ping and Chen Yonglin stood quietly aside, waiting quietly.

At this time, how could it be possible to speak up without understanding?

Looking for death?
After waiting for about a stick of incense, Zhang Yonglie put down the brush, straightened up, raised his head, and looked at the young man not far away.

There was a vague smile on his face, but this smile made Feng Ping shudder!

A monk with supernatural powers is a monk with supernatural powers, and he must not be underestimated!
"Do you know that tobacco is so profitable, why is it banned?"

Zhang Yonglie's first question not only caught Feng Ping off guard, but even Chen Yonglin who was beside him thought something was wrong.

This problem has almost become an unspeakable secret.

Daxia is under ban, and the provincial government is under ban.

But this business is everywhere!
Some even sent monks with supernatural powers not far away, just to deliver the tobacco!

Feng Ping took a deep breath. Although he had never observed tobacco himself, the memory of his previous life told him that it was definitely not a good thing.

And the reason why it is not a good thing is this reason!
"Addictive!"

"Addiction?" Zhang Yonglie smacked at these two words, no one has ever described it like this.

Often the people in the city, or the monks of the Xianmen, all call it by the elegant name of "Xiancao".

This is really the first time someone pointed it out in a burst of blood!
"Let me ask you again, most people who smoke tobacco are mortals. It doesn't matter whether mortals live or die. Why is it banned?"

coming!

Feng Ping really thought about this issue!
"My lord, I believe that although mortals live or die, it doesn't matter, but if everyone smokes tobacco, who will farm? Who will weave? Who will trade?

Mortals are the cornerstone of monks' survival. Once mortals are gone, monks will not be far from perishing! "

After Zhang Yonglie heard Feng Ping's words, the smile on his face was even better. He praised without hesitation: "You have a bit of vision, and you think farther than those immortal monks who only want to do business and oppress the people."

"Master Zhifu's praise!"

Feng Ping saluted again, which was regarded as a response to the compliment.

"One last question." Zhang Yonglie's smile faded, his expression became serious, "Since you are already a monk, why do you still care about silver taels?"

"Wealth, law and land, wealth is the first. Cultivators and immortals naturally need various resources. My lord, taking over Zhao's business is not to make a fortune, but to get rid of Feng Ping with the help of Ming Le Palace.

As for the income from selling tobacco, in addition to maintaining the daily expenses of the business, all of them are handed over to the magistrate's yamen! "

Chen Yonglin's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't dare to show any abnormality. He was going to question the other party after leaving the prefect's office!
As for Feng Ping?How could he not understand Zhang Yonglie's words?
Although the opponent is an expensive magistrate, he still has to abide by the rules of the game. He and the Great Xia Dynasty behind him are the maintainers of order.

If they only know how to take blindly like Xianmen, then Shuntian Mansion is in danger!

In addition, there is a very important reason!
Behind all the money-making businesses, there are definitely shadows of the three immortal sects of Dongxuan Palace, Mingle Palace, and Wuyin School!

The people of Shuntian Mansion can only make ends meet and get rich!

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Yonglie suddenly burst into laughter.

Communicating with smart people is easy!

"Just went to Dengxian Pavilion? How was it? Did you successfully draw Qi into your body?"

"My lord, top-grade wood spirit root."

Zhang Yonglie was obviously taken aback, "Shangpin?"

"Exactly!"

"Okay! Top grade is good! If you take good care of the business, I can take you with me when I return to the capital!"

Chen Yonglin on the side was shocked!
He didn't expect Zhang Zhifu to say such a thing!
Is this Niu Dali really that good?
You must know that although there are not as many top-grade spiritual roots as a cow's hair, they are not in the minority!
The truly rare one is the Heavenly Spirit Root!

"But the premise is that you have to survive!" Zhang Yonglie's expression turned serious suddenly, and he changed the topic, "In order to lure Feng Ping, we naturally won't send monks to guard you all the time, so that the other party will definitely not put himself in danger."

"And what you have to do is to survive the opponent's attack as much as possible!"

"How is it possible?!" Chen Yonglin said subconsciously.

Feng Ping also had an extremely ugly expression on his face.

However, he was secretly happy in his heart.

I wish you didn't come!
(End of this chapter)