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Chapter 546 Why do mortals make deals with immortals?

Can the Blood Knife Hall gain a foothold?
It relies on nothing else but the skill of killing pigs.

Anatomy of the human body has nothing to do with them.

I originally thought that as monks, they could make money just by messing around, but in fact they could do this.

Just be like the Lishi Sect, protect it with others, move goods and escort them. As long as there are people who need it, you can do it and you can get money.

But Luo Gongye no longer wanted to do it as soon as he found out about the Hearing Scholar Sect.

This is their method, and they rely on this to practice, and their Blood Sword Hall is a famous and authentic sect, so naturally they don't care about this small sect in the countryside.

Sects practicing in the same place will naturally not seize the training resources of another sect, otherwise it will be regarded as a war.

Luo Gongye didn't even bother to do it. He still had the arrogance of a famous and authentic sect. After knowing the methods of the Lishi Sect, he must cut off from the Lishi Sect.

But if they don't do this simplest task, they don't know what to do.

The main training medium of the Blood Knife Hall is naturally to dissect the human body, replace the internal organs and bones with the person, and then reconstruct them again.

But it's not easy to get injured in Qianduba, and it's even more difficult to delay the injury for them to do an autopsy.

The people here have been fed by the elixirs of the Jinxian Sect. They all have magical powers and will not be injured under normal circumstances. But if there is any accident and serious injuries, a single elixir will save them. There is no need to worry. They have their place.

Without money, it is difficult to move forward. Let alone developing the sect, it is also difficult to survive.
There was a disciple of the Jinxian Sect named Xu Chengzhu who wanted to help them after learning the news. However, Luo Gongye himself was angry with the Jinxian Sect. It was because of the Jinxian Sect that they ended up in this situation, so he naturally refused.

But people have to live
Monastics are also human beings, and they also need to eat, drink, and have diarrhea.
Just when Luo Gongye was at a loss, he found a perfect way to use the characteristics of his own method, not only to have enough food, but also to make money.

That's killing a pig!
People can't dissect, but pigs can!

The pigs dissected by them are extremely beautiful. A pig can be dissected to reveal flowers, ensuring that there will be no waste and no other moths will appear.

After the first pig was slaughtered beautifully, they were given some pork, offal, and a little money. The entire Blood Knife Hall devoted themselves to the business of killing pigs and quickly accumulated a family fortune. The days when I rented a shop and became a sect.

Luo Gongye can also rise at the end of his life!

Kill a pig today!
You can kill people tomorrow!

just wait!
Those who look down on him, that annoying Lishi Sect and the Golden Immortal Sect, wait for me!

"Ah!"

In another corner of Qiandu, Wan Yangu, who was unloading his bag, sneezed. He put down the bag on his shoulder and rubbed his nose, "Strange. Is someone talking about me?"

"Master Wanyan, thank you for your hard work." A man dressed as a businessman walked up to him and said with a flattering smile.

"Nothing, if you have a need, our Lishi Sect will do it." Wan Yangu waved his hand nonchalantly, "Chenghui, unloading money plus escort fees, because you named me, as the leader, or Qi Refining The ninth level is a bit more expensive, 500 taels of silver!"

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The businessman waved, and several people moved two boxes and placed them on the ground. When the boxes were opened, they were filled with money.

"One thousand taels of silver, half of which is thanks to Sect Master Wanyan. Please take care of Sect Master Wanyan in the future, take care of me." The businessman said with a flattering smile.

"Ok?"

Wanyan Gu was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to suck, and one of the boxes flew over and was held by him with one hand.

"If you need it, I'll do it. I won't take anything extra. If it's more than what's needed, it's of no use to me. Just take it back."

After all, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Sect Master, stay back, stay back."

The businessman shouted quickly, stopped Wanyan Gu, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "There is a need, of course there is a need, how could there be no need?" "If there is a need, just tell me, what do you want to do?" Wanyan Gu asked: "Is there any other goods that I need to make a trip to?"

"It can't be hidden from the discernment of Master Wanyan. It's like this. Don't you think there is a lack of entertainment in this whole thing?" The businessman chuckled.

"Ah? You want to open a store? Why are you asking me to do this? You are asking the government to do it." Wanyan Gu was confused.

"No, it's not about running a brothel. I have that kind of industry. I mean the people in Gandu live so ordinary lives every day, working, leaving work, eating, and sleeping. It's too simple and lacking a little bit. A different kind of excitement”

"Open a brothel? I remember that the government was not stationary. Just don't intimidate people. Just listen to a song on Goulan. I often do it. I often listen to the second child of their Jinxian sect." Wan Yangu said .

"No, no, no, it's not listening to music or a brothel, it's more exciting."

The businessman's smile was a little strange. He waved again, and several people came with a few more boxes.

"Master Wanyan, this is a small gift, 3000 taels."

The businessman said: "I have something that can refresh the mind, and it can also make people enjoy bliss. One sip of it will make you feel like a fairy, and one sip of it will make you feel like you are in a fairyland. The Great Immortal who had a voiceless door in those days I also liked this thing when I was there.”

Wan Yangu was stunned for a moment and said with a strange expression: "Fushoulu?"

The businessman slapped his thigh and said, "Exactly this! If Master Wanyan knows about it, things will be easier to talk about!"

"I'm not interested, and neither are my disciples. Who are you going to sell to?"

"I know that immortal figures like Sect Master Wanyan are not interested in this thing, but didn't I tell you that the common people in Gandu lack some excitement?"

The businessman smiled and bared his white teeth, "And this thing can give people more excitement and entertainment. But I'm worried that the Daqian government won't allow it, so I just want Sect Master Wanyan to endorse it."

"Ah, you want to sell it to mortals?" Wan Yangu understood.

The businessman said excitedly: "That's right. As long as you can endorse it and ship the goods in, these 3000 taels are just a meeting gift. After the event is completed, I am willing to use [-]% of the sales of this item to thank Sect Master Wanyan!"

Wan Yangu nodded while listening, then lowered his eyes and stared at him, "Have you finished speaking?"

"It's over, I don't know Wanyan Sect."

click!
Before he could finish his words, his body suddenly went limp, his leg bones made a harsh breaking sound, and he fell to his knees.

Those legs were obviously broken.

Several people around him were in a similar situation. They lost all their strength and fell to the ground.

"Everybody"

Wan Yangu looked down at them, shook his head and said, "I just don't have a long memory. It's only been so long now that I've forgotten things."

"Wanyan. Sect Master"

The businessman's eyes were frightened and he wanted to scream, but his voice was very low as if he had lost strength.

"How long has it been since the disaster of the Sea Demon? Even if the north was not affected by the disaster, before Song Yin came, you were ruled by the Voiceless and Silent Sect."

"You are just a mortal, why should you?"

His eyes gradually became cold and a little playful.

Just like back then, before he was found by Song Yin, when he was in Beigao Kingdom, he looked like the master of a sect by absorbing mortals to practice.

"Can we make a deal with the immortal?"

(End of this chapter)