After studying Taoism for three years, is it still time to change majors?

Chapter 38 The gap between the rich and the poor!

"Tell me in detail~", Su Luo raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile, "Tell me everything you know, without saying a word."

The pen fairy nodded, and immediately found a stack of white paper. He manipulated a certain signature pen to write on the paper:

[My lord, the classical Taoist master has a strong ability to control the surrounding environment. I waited for a long time, and only when Qin Shouren was out of control, I risked my life to get close for a while, but fortunately, I heard a very important sentence Information! 】

then.

Bixian then wrote down what he overheard:

【...And that damned Ice Flame Sword Master, I will be able to step into the location in half a year at most, and one day, you will die in my hands! 】

Su Luo lowered his brows and said in a deep voice:

"Well done, thank you for your hard work today."

"It is my honor to serve you~"

The pen fairy bowed profusely.

Su Luo smiled, tore off a strand of hair and tied it in a signature pen, and said lightly:
"From now on, you will live in this pen."

"Yes, my lord."

The pen fairy didn't dare to disobey, and quickly possessed it.

Immediately.

The hair turned into a nine-headed little black snake and merged into the soul of the pen fairy.

Once the pen fairy has any thoughts that are not good for Su Luo, he will be eaten by the Hydra, and even killed quickly!

This is also the domineering aspect of asking about ghosts——

It is absolutely impossible for the ghost to cause any consequences that are not conducive to the caster, and all costs will be borne by the ghost.

The only downside is... the consumption of hair will be relatively large.

The successors of the "Secrets of Snake Gu" in the past dynasties will often go bald early at the age of 30, and go shopping for all kinds of precious hair growth potions.

After Bixian fell into a deep sleep.

Su Luo put the gel pen in his pocket, stared down at the content on the white paper, the word "exterior scene" was particularly dazzling, and sighed softly:
"Worthy of being the head of the Department of Pioneer Academy, at most half a year, you are expected to step into the location."

"Calculate carefully."

"The current Qin Shouren has at least reached the half-step location level."

A monk at the half-step location level often already possesses some of the location characteristics, and can release true energy to arouse a small amount of the power of heaven and earth.

Its strength and status are enough to crush thousands of Qi storage monks.

Even though Su Luo has mastered the powerful power of frost, in the final analysis, it is just a trace of frost power.

The actual combat effect is equivalent to the classical Taoism of the five or six orifice level.

With Su Luo's current strength, it is not difficult to defeat a four-orifice-level classical Taoist master, but if the target is changed to a half-step location, it is a big joke.

The strength gap between the two is simply a world of difference.

"I missed the application battle for changing majors. Even if I am promoted to location in the future, it will be difficult to find an opportunity to legally kill Qin Shouren..." Su Luo sighed, and his heart grew more and more eager to gain powerful power.

Exactly at this time.

The phone rings.

The words Fan Huaimin were displayed on the screen.

Su Luo picked up the phone, smiled and said:

"Senior Fan, what's the matter?"

Fan Huaimin blinked and teased:

"It's okay, can't I call you?"

Su Luo hurriedly responded, "How could it be? It's just that Senior Fan, as the actual person in charge of Starry Sky Martial Arts, doesn't have the time to chat with me, a little college student with a Qi storage environment. Judging from your tone, you seem to be in a good mood. "

Fan Huaimin laughed heartily, and said heartily:
"Well, I won't chat with you. Do you still remember what I told you at the beginning, all fighters with two orifices and above can go to the western suburbs and forest areas to hunt on their own. Among them, those who perform well can get the joint prize of the three major martial arts schools. Released rewards?"

Su Luo's eyes lit up, and he immediately said:
"remember."

Fan Huaimin said in a deep voice:

"The heart of every dragon beast contains a small amount of sub-dragon blood. Therefore, the three major martial arts schools have decided that each liter of fresh sub-dragon blood is counted as ten points. Who can produce the most sub-dragon blood, Whoever is the winner of this forest hunt will get precious resources such as Ningqiao Pill."

"Tomorrow afternoon, the three major martial arts halls will collect and calculate the blood of the sub-dragon in Qingcheng Square, and distribute corresponding rewards."

heard.

Su Luo "looked inside" at the imaginary map of the Supreme Sword Tomb. The blood of the dragon in the storage box seemed to be... billions of points more than the average person.

Ok.

Just a little bit.

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At this time.

Fan Huaimin was silent for a moment, his tone changed slightly, and he said in a low voice:
"Xiao Su, if you have spare money, let's buy some from other forest warriors before the price of blood skyrockets."

"Anyway, the various families in Qingcheng have already started to buy Yalong blood. They want to use the power of money to compete for the middle-grade Aperture Condensation Pill. This matter is no longer a secret. It's okay to tell you."

A trace of warmth rose in Su Luo's heart, and he said sincerely:
"Thank you, Senior Fan, for your willingness to tell me this, but I have enough sub-dragon blood in my hand, so I don't need to spend extra money to buy it."

Fan Huaimin frowned slightly, and said in a choked voice:
"No matter how strong you are alone, you can kill a few dragon beasts, but once those big families make a move, it is likely to be dozens or even hundreds of liters. I don't want all the resources of the Condensation Pill squeezed out by the martial arts hall to be lost. To those monk families."

"The gap between the rich and the poor in Qingcheng is actually far more terrifying than you imagined. The wealth accumulated by those old families is enough to make ordinary people lose the desire to fight."

"It's just that the victories of the two mountains have brought continuous and huge cheap resources, so that the middle and lower classes have always enjoyed extremely low prices, as well as abundant jobs, and suppressed potential social conflicts. Great Xia It has only stabilized so far, once the battlefield loses..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Fan Huaimin was silent for a moment, then changed the subject:

"Words will be lost, remember what I said, you must buy a lot of sub-dragon blood, and try to exchange it for a Condensation Aperture Pill tomorrow. If you don't break through to the level of One Aperture, it is impossible for you to defeat those classical Taoist masters." !"

Done.

The phone hangs up.

A busy tone of "beep~beep" came from my ear.

"Senior Fan is really worrying about me..." Su Luo smiled wryly, checked the tons of dragon blood in the storage box again, and said helplessly: "But my problem now is the Asian blood in my hand. There is too much dragon blood, so much to worry about how to sell it?"

Sometimes there are so many resources that our hands are soft, which is also a kind of distress.

…………

Qingcheng.

A follower from the Fu family approached several warriors with a smile and asked, "Have you sold the sub-dragon blood in everyone's hands? Fu is willing to buy it at a price of 20 yuan per liter."

Several warriors looked at each other, knowing that the little thing in their hands was far from enough to meet the exchange standard of the low-grade Condensing Aperture Pill, so they happily sold it in exchange for wealth that could be squandered.

In just one day, more than a dozen old families in Qingcheng gathered more than half of the sub-dragon's blood, and they were determined to win the middle-grade Condensing Aperture Pill.

(End of this chapter)