My plug-in is a fairy grass

Chapter 283 Royal Deed
Yang Zhen moved on.

At this time, the stone door behind him was closed again, and the front and back were pitch black, silent, as if you were in the depths of the ground.

In order not to be discovered, he did not urge Ye Mingzhu, but used Yiyi and his own spiritual sense to explore the way.

One detects the front, and the other pays attention to the foot.

Gradually, a more and more intense, familiar aura enveloped him.

This is the breath of wood-type aura.

"It smells so good!" The little thing's cheerful voice sounded in his mind.

Yang Zhen smiled slightly, affected by her emotions, even if there were unknown dangers ahead, it seemed less scary.

Finally, a glimmer of light appeared in front of it, reflecting the pitted mountain wall in an extraordinarily gloomy manner.

There was also the faint sound of arguing.

Yang Zhen's heart moved, her steps quickened, and she took a few breaths to reach the shimmering place.

This is a corner, he poked his head out a little, and there was still a corner ahead, but the quarrel suddenly increased several times and was clearly audible.

"Chu, you keep saying that there is an opportunity to build a foundation here. Could this be the opportunity to build a foundation you said!"

The voice of the person questioning was loud and echoed in the stone room. It sounded like that rough man surnamed Liu.

"Why not?" Daoyou Chu said in an unhurried voice: "Brother Zhu has repeatedly promised that as long as you help him get this bead, you will give everyone a foundation building pill. Isn't that enough?"

"Guarantee? Hehe!" The man surnamed Liu said disdainfully: "We are not children, and I, Liu, can't believe the mere verbal guarantee."

"Besides, this bead is at least a high-grade earth-level bead, and its value must be several million. It's just a foundation-building pill, and it's a beggar!"

"How are you doing?" Daoyou Chu asked in a deep voice.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones, three first-class foundation building pills, plus the soul contract." The man surnamed Liu offered the conditions.

"Hehe, one hundred thousand spirit stones, three foundation-building pills, what a big breath, I am!"

"Then I'm sorry, I won't do this business!"

"Do you dare?" Daoyou Chu's voice was cold.

"Hehe, do you want to demolish the bridge before crossing the river?" The man surnamed Liu responded with a sneer.

"Liu Daoyou's meaning is also my meaning." At this time, another person spoke next to him, and the voice was a woman.

"You—" Chu Daoyou was furious: "From finding this cave, to opening the formation, to luring that monkey away, what have you done, how dare you charge such a price!"

To distract the monkey?Yang Zhen was startled suddenly, as if she was about to grab something.

At this moment, a divine sense locked him firmly.

"who!"

"Hahaha!" Yang Zhen's thoughts turned, she walked out from the corner, and let out a series of wild and unrestrained ridicules.

This is his imitation of Niu Youde's tone in his memory. As for whether it looks like it, let's take it one step at a time.

"Niu Youde, it's you, why did you come in?" Chu Daoyou narrowed his eyes and recognized the person.

"I came in after you!" Yang Zhen spread her hands, feeling a little relieved.

"Why are you sneaking behind?" Chu Daoyou asked sharply.

"Why?" Yang Zhen sneered and said, "Look at you guys who are at war, if I don't pay more attention, maybe you two will cross the river and tear down the bridge, and catch them all!"

"Nonsense!" Daoyou Chu said angrily.For a moment just now, he did have plans to attack the monk surnamed Liu.However, after several other casual cultivators expressed their views, they stopped thinking about it.

Yang Zhen sneered and stopped answering.His words not only explained why he fell behind, but also successfully aroused everyone's suspicion.

It's too late, it's time for someone else to take the lead.

"Okay!" The convener surnamed Zhu withdrew his gaze from Yang Zhen, and finally said at this moment: "I agree to your terms."

"Brother Zhu—" Daoyou Chu looked at him in surprise.

"Time is tight." The convener explained, and then said: "However, I don't have the soul contract, and you probably don't have that thing either. I have another contract here..."

After speaking, he slowly took out a piece of yellow silk from his arms.

"This is the contract of the Qin royal family, representing the dignity and commitment of Qin, which cannot be questioned."

With the help of the light from the night pearl in the stone room, everyone looked carefully.

I saw that the silk was about a foot long, bright yellow in color, with a big [Qin] character engraved in ancient script on the top of the middle, a red fire dragon embroidered on the left and right sides, and the rest of the large piece was blank.

"Are you from the royal family of Qin?" The villager with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked surprised.

"En!" The convener nodded, and seeing the confusion of the others, he explained: "For the contract of the Qin royal family, the signing party must have the blood of the royal family, otherwise the contract will not take effect."

"After the contract takes effect, the text will appear on the altar of the Qin royal family for everyone to supervise. After the contract is completed, the text will disappear."

"That's why this kind of contract represents the credibility of our Qin royal family. There are hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in the area, and it is not worth my country Qin breaking the contract."

"Everyone," Daoist Chu interjected at the right time, "Could it be that the reputation of the Qin royal family is not as good as your hundreds of thousands of spirit stones?"

Everyone bowed their heads in silence, weighing repeatedly in their hearts.

"How do I know whether your deed is real or not?" Yang Zhen asked suddenly.

"You will know when the contract is signed." The convener said in an unhappy tone.

"How many people are there in the royal family of Qin? Could it be that any royal family can decide the ownership of hundreds of thousands of spirit stones?" Yang Zhen continued to question regardless of his tone.

"Of course not." The convener proudly replied without further explanation.

"Since the contract is signed, I must use my real name. May I ask your surname?" Yang Zhen continued to ask.

"Qin Zhu." The convener replied casually, with a bit of impatience in his voice: "Everyone, time is running out, please make a quick decision!"

"Okay, I'll sign!" The first person to agree was the green-robed monk surnamed Huang.

With him taking the lead, the others followed suit, and Yang Zhen naturally followed suit.

Qin Zhu moved very quickly, took out a vermilion pen from the storage bag, brushed it a few times, and wrote the content agreed by everyone on the silk:
"Qin Zhu, the No. 15 descendant of the current Emperor Shenwu, hereby swear..."

"Oath: If you all help me seize the treasures of the Langshan secret realm, I will repay you. The agreement is as follows:"

"First, within the secret realm, help each other in the same boat and not harm each other."

This was what it should have meant, and everyone nodded their heads.

"Secondly, after the princes arrive in the Qin Kingdom, each of them will be rewarded with one hundred thousand spirit stones, three first-class foundation-building pills, a viscount, and a land of a town..."

There are still knighthoods and land rewards, the eyes of several people are instantly widened, it is unbelievable.

You know, the reason why casual cultivators are called casual cultivators is because there is no fiefdom.If there is a fief, even if it is just a Qi training monk, like the ancestor Yang Zhen, then he has a foothold, a foundation, and can start a business.

Therefore, the feudal land is almost the pursuit of every casual cultivator who desires to honor his ancestors in his life.

This is even more exciting than a hundred thousand spirit stones.

For a moment, everyone's heart beat faster and their breathing became heavy.

(End of this chapter)