Becoming the richest man in the universe begins with cultivating immortals

Chapter 22 022: The Clown Was Himself

Facing the contempt of his apprentice's soul, Mo Zunyue, who has always been calm, rarely felt hot.

She calmly called Tongli, "We two are going to visit Yanxing, you stay at home well, don't forget to take online classes, I'll come back and check."

"Oh." Tong Li reluctantly responded, struggling desperately, "Will Master not take me?"

Mo Zunyue pondered, "It's too dangerous."

Tong Li felt aggrieved, "But Second Junior Brother's cultivation level is not as high as mine."

"He has money."

Shen Fuwei's head skipped a beat when he heard Mo Zunyue's ruthless words, he was like a walking cash machine.

When mentioning money, Tong Li silenced, "Master, leave early and return early."

No way, his account is cleaner than his face.

Reluctantly watching the two leave in the aircraft, Tong Li was instantly excited.

Tao Te Ching, online classes, homework, all stand aside, he wants to play in the dark.

"I will tell you, Master." Qiu Jifeng ruthlessly interrupted his happiness.

Tong Li: ...After all, I can't escape online classes.

What are you talking about today?

Be kind, brave, conscious and not deceive.

Well, he has to consciously and obediently take online classes.

Halfway through the online class of the beautiful lecturer, He Li hurried over to interrupt his class.

"Where's Mo Zunyue? Where's Shen Fuwei?" He was sweating anxiously.

Tong Li looked up, "They have something to go out."

He Li panicked, and slammed his right fist on his left palm, spinning all over the ground anxiously, "What should I do?"

"What happened?" Qiu Jifeng stopped what he was doing and asked.

He Li leaned in front of him, "Old Qiu, there is a glowing statue in the mine that is haunted."

Qiu Jifeng clicked his tongue, "Don't talk, ghosts have been proven long ago, but it's just a phenomenon that people's spiritual power doesn't die after death. It's normal."

"But it's not normal for the stone statue dug out of the mine to whisper from time to time. It's like calling a ghost, and it's very penetrating."

Tong Li, who was about to skip class, suddenly regained his spirits, "Take me to have a look. Master said that my demonic energy is overbearing, and even ghosts would have to back down if they saw it."

The three rushed towards the mine in a hurry.

Mo Zunyue didn't know anything about this, they parked the aircraft at the planet's port, and took the starship to Yanxing.

Outside the window of the starship is a vast sea of ​​stars. Each star has its own number and name. The tail light from the starship is like a meteor gliding in the silent universe.

For the first time, Mo Zunyue felt the greatness and splendor of technology.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods with a mortal body, she felt an inexplicable respect for this era in her heart.

Yanxing, Hongyan City.

Row upon row of metal-textured tall buildings, the blood mist in the distance refracted on the smooth walls, shattering into a glow.

As the blood mist gradually spread, the temperature in the city became higher and higher, which was no longer suitable for human survival.

At this time, the entire city is undergoing intensive relocation, and the mid-air aircraft are densely packed, transporting away the residents here one after another.

When Mo Zunyue walked into the city, all he saw was noise and chaos, and the streets without a trace of greenery looked even colder.

"I'm not leaving, this is my home."

A middle-aged man was dragged by his family to walk towards the aircraft. He was lying on the ground unable to survive, sweat dripping from his clothes.

"I have struggled for half my life to finally buy a house here. If I move, I will lose everything. This is my life."

Some people are reluctant to part with their home, some are reluctant to part with their belongings, life is full of various states, and each has its own sufferings.

Mo Zunyue said, "You stay here and wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he left the city in the direction of the blood mist.

Shen Fuwei knew that his own strength was low, and if he went there, he would only be hindered, so he simply took out two Qingfeng Zhenshi from the storage box and set up a stall.

"The Breeze Formation Stone, you can be refreshing and resist the blood mist. Does anyone want the Breeze Formation Stone?"

People passing by stared at him vigilantly and walked quickly.

Shen Fuwei could even hear someone whispering, "The city is in chaos, and there are more scammers."

"I don't know the goods." Shen Fu curled his lips slightly.

"How much is your stone?"

There was a voice coming from his side, Shen Fu turned his head slightly to see that he was a tall and strong man with the hat on his clothes buttoned on his head, and he was sneaky.

Shen Fuwei originally wanted to say a thousand pieces of the aura version of the Breeze Stone, but unexpectedly his voice changed, "A piece of [-] star coins can resist high temperatures and blood fog, and can save lives at critical moments."

Kunpeng stared at him and gritted his teeth, "You are darker than me. The Xuantianzong online store can use the high-end version for half a year, and it only costs [-] star coins. How dare you want [-] star coins for the low-end version?"

Shen Fuwei found that he was quite knowledgeable, "Then you should know that you can't buy the goods in the online store now."

"Okay." After Kunpeng hated it, he bought all the ten Breeze Formation Stones from Shen Fuwei's hand.

At the end, I asked the last question, "Brother, where did you get this product from? In the future, you can sell it to me if you have it. The price is negotiable."

Shen Fuwei was naturally happy, this kind of being taken advantage of was not easy to catch, and the two even became friends with each other.

Kunpeng wrapped himself tightly, and made a phone call while walking, "Dude, do you still want the Qingfeng Zhenshi? It's in stock, one hundred thousand star coins."

Shen Fuwei: ...

Fortunately, after he cultivated, he has sharp ears and eyes, and he can hear clearly.

This man is really black-hearted, the clown is actually himself.

Kunpeng left the city after finding a buyer.

Since his post became popular, many people wanted to buy Qingfeng Zhenshi. Netizens found that Xuantianzong's online store was not updated at all, and after the push for goods failed, some people privately believed him and were willing to buy at a high price.

Rich people don't care about these hundreds of thousands of star coins, but let him take advantage of it to make a fortune.

Kunpeng came to the edge of the blood fog, where a small team of star police were on duty every two kilometers.

The five star policemen wore mechanical police uniforms wrapped all over their bodies, equipped with micro-weapons and temperature-regulating devices.

But the blood mist next to it is more than 1000 degrees Celsius after all, and their mechanical police uniforms are old models, and they work very hard. Staying in it is like taking a sauna.

"Damn it, it's terrible, sooner or later it will be baked dry." One of them complained.

Another person continued, "Yeah, this is not on duty, this is simply torture."

"Who makes our solar system unable to develop? It's either a waste star or a fifth-level star, and the moon has developed to a fourth-level star. This kind of remote star field, we can pick up the old police suits that are not needed in the bustling galaxy."

Several people were complaining when they saw a figure approaching from a distance, "Brother Kunpeng is here."

This was introduced by their colleagues, saying that he has a good thing, which is not too comfortable to carry around, but the price is a bit expensive.

They're fed up with being in the sauna all day, and they're willing to pay a premium for one.

Kunpeng said, you can try it first and then pay.

When the Qingfeng Zhenshi was obtained, several people were all shocked, and some even almost cried out with trembling lips.

"It's so fucking cool, why didn't I discover such a good thing earlier, and I can suffer less."

"Mom, that shivering is not as good as this thing."

"Old Wang is not kind, he only told us this kind of good thing now."

When several people were shocked, a figure flashed past and jumped into the blood mist.

"Who?" One of them shouted.

Kunpeng was surprised, "What's wrong?"

"I seemed to see a figure entering the blood mist just now."

Kunpeng sneered, "You were confused by the heat just now. It was a high temperature of more than 1000 degrees Celsius. Who would go in and seek death?"

Mo Zunyue's whole body was covered with spiritual power, and she dodged into the blood mist, her surroundings were blood red, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

She reached out with her spiritual power, found one of the mine shafts, and jumped down.

She didn't know how deep the mine was. She felt that it had been a long time before her eyes suddenly opened up and her feet landed on the ground.

Landing on the protruding rock, a tumbling magma rushes past in front, and the ups and downs are like erupting blood vessels.

On the surrounding rock walls, there are inlaid red gems, like blood-red eyes staring at her, densely packed, extremely terrifying.

Red mist spewed out through the wellhead along the top of the mine.

"It really is Huoyanjing." Mo Zunyue was overjoyed.

This is a high-grade spiritual treasure, which can be used for body training and weapon refining, and has a wide range of uses.

She was about to dig some more, when a few crisp mechanical sounds rang out behind her head.

"How did you get in?"

A majestic and indifferent man's voice came from behind her.

(End of this chapter)