Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 334: Taoist priest’s new leek, helping others. Taoist priest Yi, the real power.
In the carved room, Yuan Jun took out a purple astrolabe with a solemn expression.

At this moment, the astrolabe she was holding was flashing a faint light, and it was a message from King Yuqing.

"What kind of cultivation is Mr. Du'e Xing?" Yi Chen frowned and quietly covered the tea soup with the lid of the cup.

He can't taste this tea, whoever loves it will taste it.

He just broke through to the 18th level of true power. Can he drink this?

"Du'e is a top monk in the late stage of Jie Dao. The soul lamp accidentally went out on the way to Taiwu City. Xiao Lang, this matter is important. Yuan Jun must go there."

"Although Du'e is a member of the Yuqing Zhenwang Palace, I, a member of Zizuitian, cannot die in an unknown manner. If someone secretly wants to cause trouble, Yuanjun will have to see if his head is strong enough!"

Looking at the slightly narrowed eyebrows on the peach blossom mask and the awe-inspiring evil aura lingering around him, Yi Chen suddenly felt that if he had to drink this tea, it was not impossible.

Although he didn't have much friendship with Mr. Du'e Xingjun, he belonged to the same sect after all. Yi Chen immediately expressed his stance: "Yes, it's okay if it's an accident. Those who dare to touch me Zi Zaitian, are their nine clans rented? Yuan Jun, Greedy Wolf is willing to go with you."

With great momentum, Yi Chen stood up suddenly, spilling half of the tea in front of him due to his excitement.

"The little wolf has grown up, and with such cultivation, even if Yuanjun unfolds the first seal, I'm afraid he won't be able to completely imprison him like before. This Great Qin Dharma Conference deserves a great show at the Beidou Yuanjun Hall!"

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"Even if there is a real disaster in the future, will we still have a chance?"

It didn't matter whether he was a fairy or not, the main reason was that he wanted to get some news.

"Okay, Yuanjun knows that you have secrets and are not normal, but Yuanjun is just like normal. You should make a good name for Yuanjun. I will cover up some things for you."

"The price of vegetarian dishes? But considering the Taoist friend's net worth, five thousand taels of gold shouldn't scare him to death." Yi Chen comforted him with a smile. It's normal to pay some tuition fees when you go out to hang out.

A smile appeared on her peach blossom mask, and she crashed into the portal in a flash. The peach blossoms collapsed and disappeared into a rain of light.

"I was scared because the fairy had a tattoo on her body." When he mentioned this, the short and fat monk immediately drank the wine in the glass angrily, and then continued,

On the green mountain in the distance, an illusory figure slowly emerged. Yuanjun looked at Taiwu City, which was crawling like a giant beast. He raised his white fist, his expression suddenly became excited, and he jumped three times in the air.

Yi Chen rubbed his chin and looked at the empty room, a little lost in thought. He thought for a moment, opened the door again and walked away. Unknowingly, he drifted to Mingxiang Tower for the fourth time.

"Xiao Lang is indeed a bit evil, Yuan Jun should...not lose~"

"That girl has a fundamental treasure tattooed on her front!"

While excited, Yuan Jun suddenly thought of the bet he made with Xiao Lang, and most of the joy in his heart immediately disappeared.

"Or is it the maxim that King Jing said, Black Star Five, the evil fetus comes to the world?"

"Brother Taoist is a little unfamiliar, haha. Are you wondering why fellow Taoists are so well-behaved in this place of Mingxiang Tower fireworks?" A young, fat monk in luxurious clothes shook his landscape fan and saw that there was still room beside Yi Chen. , immediately asked to sit down.

Fantian Yaozi visited the kiln again.

It was just a waste of money. Anyway, he had never heard that there was a female biochemistry cultivator among the monks. At least it was safe.

"Could it be that there are demons causing trouble again? Hiss, there are humans and demons in the palm level?"

"Yuanjun, I..."

As the pudgy monk spoke, Yi Chen's expression became increasingly weird.

"I, Mr. Pu, have seen a lot, but I will never forget the scene of that day. The fairy was too average-looking, and the evil-hearted Mingxiang Tower actually accepted five thousand taels of gold from me."

"Damn it, Mr. Park put up with it, but guess what?"

"Xiao Lang's words are powerful, Yuanjun likes to hear them, but as long as I and King Yuqing come forward in this matter, you can stay in Taiwu City with peace of mind. If someone really targets me, Zi Zaitian, now in Taiwu City You will definitely be fine in the city."

The cultivators in Taiwu City gathered together, and Great Qin saw the opportunity and directly moved the official prostitutes over. Rather than letting others make the money, it would be better for them to make it.

Yi Chen made random guesses, walked to the hall, ordered a few side dishes and sat down.

After finishing speaking, Yuanjun put on the brocade shoes that he was pulling to cover the beautiful arches of his feet. Then he patted his butt and made a stroke with his slender hand. In an instant, a fluff of peach blossom petals appeared on the path traced by his fingers, framing a two-dimensional space in the void. The appearance of Milai Gao's peach blossom portal.

Kun Xiu in Taiwu City was the specialty of Great Qin. Many monks crowded in here, and there were more people than Kun. In order to make up for the market gap, Great Qin, which was bent on making profits, urgently dispatched official prostitutes from various places to come here. For a time, the good and the bad were mixed.

However, what surprised Yi Chen was that there were many monks chatting in the hall, but not one of them ordered Kun Xiu to accompany them with wine, which surprised him.

A powerful monk in the late stage of Jie Dao had his soul lamp extinguished inexplicably, which was a big deal no matter which force he placed in it.

The truth was far simpler than he imagined. It turned out to be Master Kun who was exposed and penetrated.

The familiar power of confinement came again. Looking at the peach blossom mask that was touching him with a smile, Yi Chen's eyes turned red in an instant.

He stretched out his domineering body, and with muscles flexing, he broke free from the strange force field blockade. He saw Yuan Jun leaning on the door and looking at him with a half-smile:
"Xiaolang, your cultivation is progressing very quickly. Lord Du'e has died. Now you are the only one participating in the battle at the Great Qin Dharma Assembly in Zizaitian. You should not let Lord Yuan down, right? I have made a promise in front of God. Military order."

The hall was already full at this time.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Yuanjun still has a trump card. At worst, I will fight with Xiaolang."

"Good! Good! Good!"

"As long as you don't betray me, Zi Zaitian, even if a big disaster happens in the future, we will still have a chance."

Thinking of this, the smile on the peach blossom mask reappeared, and she floated away full of energy towards the position agreed with King Yuqing.

Again?

"Yuanjun's words are quite profound."

"It's so vicious. It makes my eyes dazzle just by looking at that word."

Yi Chen didn't mind that being alone was not as good as everyone's. He immediately poured the man a glass of wine and was not ashamed to ask.

Speaking of this, the pudgy monk couldn't help but show bitterness on his face: "Brother Han Feiyu, you don't know something. A few days ago, I spent a lot of money to book a Kun cultivator to accompany me. It almost scared me to death. Taoist friend Pu told me Don’t laugh at me.”

"Pu is thinking about going to the back. It's safe to come in and out with the tattoo on the back~"

puff~
Yi Chen couldn't hold himself any longer, and immediately burst into laughter.

Hahaha~ He had never seen such a famous scene among the Cadillac car enthusiasts in his previous life as an undercover agent.

I don’t dare to think about it.

"Brother Taoist said he wouldn't laugh." The short, fat monk looked at Yi Chen with a resentful look on his face.

"Sorry, Han just thought of happy things~" Yi Chen grinned, and in order to cover up his embarrassment, he had to continue asking, "In that case, why is Brother Park still here?"

"Hey, Park has an old enemy, my father's rival. His whole family was recently demoted by the emperor. His wife and daughter happened to be assigned to Mingxiang Tower. I have to take care of him after he becomes an old friend."

"Pu came here to take revenge on my father's orders this time."

A young man dressed as a servant suddenly stepped forward and whispered a few words to the short, fat monk, and he immediately left triumphantly.

In this mixed place, you never know what information you can find out. Everything is like opening a blind box.

At this time, on a raised hall in front of the hall, a huge red list slid down from the high building, with a hundred names written on it.

Yi Chen took a closer look and found that his name was also listed, ranking more than forty.

A white-haired old man walked onto the high platform with a smile. Some sharp-eyed monks in the hall actually recognized the old man's appearance and shouted the name of "Shenji Baixiao".

"Everyone, today we are full of distinguished friends and victorious friends. In response to Da Qin's invitation, I, Bai Xiao, have listed the seats for the high-level cultivators of this Da Qin Dharma Assembly."

"First of all, I think that the ones who have the best chance of winning this Dharma Assembly are the immortal monk Ku Chen from Xumi Tuo Monastery, the War Demon Xiao Tianji from Wuding Shen Sect, Taoist fellow Taoist Que Yunzi from Fangxian Taoist Sect, and Taoist Master Zai Wangji of the Taishang Taoist Sect."

"Of course, Ye Qingxue from the Qianyuan Sword Sect and Fairy Ye from the Qianqiu Pavilion are also immediate choices. The top ten fellow Taoists on the list are all based on their past achievements. In such a grand event, everyone can speak freely. .”

The whole Mingxiang Tower was filled with excitement. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, cultivators who thought they were good at cultivation, popularity, status, and knowledge also climbed up to the high platform to express their opinions.
Some people even went directly to the high platform to lecture on Buddhist scriptures. Suddenly, not only was Mingxiang Tower expensive, but standing tickets were also on sale, and prices skyrocketed more than tenfold. Yi Chen looked at the noisy crowd, listened for a while, then rolled his eyes, and then walked away after reselling the table he ordered for dozens of times the price.

There is an expert in Da Qin who is a genius in operations, and his righteousness is not bad at all!

Some people only saw the excitement here, but Yichengzi saw the business opportunities.

His talent is like a cone in a bag, which will leak out sooner or later, so he must seize the time to realize it, and this Daqin Dharma Conference may be his last chance to cut leeks.

After all, the elephant in the room cannot be hidden.

Cut! If you don't cut it, are you still a human being?
In a flash of thought, Yi Chen knocked on the door of Jingzhuxuan.

This business was too big for him to handle alone, so he had to give in to the profits.

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In the Jingzhu Cave, Qin Qingyun was pulling King Jing's sleeves to act coquettishly, while a middle-aged female cultivator with convex cheekbones stood behind King Jing with a cold face and said nothing.

"Dad, believe me, my master is very evil. He really beat your precious daughter."

"Not just once, but many times."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even Master Lin Luo admires Taoist Yinlong's character. Taoist Master must be disciplining you for your own good.

Okay, Qingyun, stop making trouble. My father has important matters to discuss with Fairy Black Butterfly. Please be quiet for a while. "

At this moment, Princess Jing, dressed in a white dress, walked over with a spring breeze on her face. Behind her, a burly and majestic Taoist man followed closely with his head held high.

"Husband, Taoist Master Yinlong said that he has a big business to discuss with you."

The two sat down, and Yi Chen glanced at the middle-aged female cultivator next to him who seemed to be a little bit menopausal. In the face of Prince Jing, who said he was just a man but said it was okay, Yi Chen put his plan together.

This game is very simple to put it bluntly.

Trade.

Da Qin has set up a platform like the Da Qin Dharma Conference. If you don't do some cutting... and play with it, are you still a human being?
If this wave is done well, he will have enough contribution points to invite Yuanjun and even King Yuqing to take action, and help stop other masters who disrupt the situation when he attacks the Yan family and Daweide Tianlong Temple in the future.

As long as the traction formation is completed and Dongzhou and Zhongzhou merge, he will be the first to do it, and Zhang Longyi of Longhu Mountain will also have to do it.

Otherwise, his thoughts will not be clear.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of Pindao's idea? Pindao only wants 50%. When the time comes, we will get fellow Taoist Lin Luo to share 10% of it, and Your Highness will get 40%."

Yi Chenhu sat on the dragon's plate and said in a deep voice to King Jing.

"Fifty percent? Taoist Yinlong has a huge appetite and is not afraid of stuffing himself to death. Why do I feel like you have appointed yourself as the leader of this Dharma gathering?"

Before King Jing could reply, the middle-aged female cultivator beside him couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out immediately with a mean expression.

"Ahem, Black Butterfly Fairy is my confidant. She and the Taoist Priest have the same ideas. However, the Fairy's idea is to control the odds. We will take some commissions in the middle to ensure that we make a profit without losing any money."

Upon seeing this, King Jing smiled and tried to smooth things over, but there was a noncommittal look on his face, and his eyes were a little more disappointed with Yi Chen.

He is not afraid of others being greedy, but he does not like others being greedy beyond their capabilities.

Perhaps, he was too polite to this person, which made him unable to recognize himself, but after all, King Jing had a deep mind and did not show his thoughts on his face.

"Fellow Taoist Black Die, do you want to try out the skills of a poor Taoist?" Yi Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense and turned his head to grin at the middle-aged female cultivator.

Seeing this familiar smile, Qin Qingyun's snow-white neck shrank back unconsciously. Before she was beaten last time, such a smile appeared on her master's face.

"Okay, okay, okay! I, Hei Die, have been practicing for nine hundred and eighty years, and my cultivation has already reached the late stage of Dao Dao. I, an old man like me, really have to try Taoist methods today."

boom!
The middle-aged female cultivator was furious when she heard this, and her mean face twisted. She stretched out her figure and flew to the sky. A pair of huge butterfly-like wings suddenly sprouted, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky suddenly darkened. .

"I heard that Hidden Dragon Taoist's halberd technique is unparalleled. I hope your halberd is harder than your mouth, Hidden Dragon Alliance Leader!"

"You should know what awe is!"

The sound of thunder swept across the sky, and a strange strong wind emerged, blowing open the front of Yi Chen's robe, revealing a small section of bronze chest muscle.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to try Pindao's holy halberd?" Yi Chen leaned lazily on the red bench. For a moment, he felt like he was sitting on the bench that was not surprising. He looked at it with cold eyes. A middle-aged female cultivator with bulging cheekbones.

"It's a pity that you don't even have the qualifications to let the poor Taoist use the halberd." The corner of Yi Chen's mouth suddenly cracked, and his left hand suddenly swelled during the manic laughter, and strange purple and gold divine patterns were revealed on the surface. His big hand froze in the air.
"Do you know that Pindao is really, really afraid of beating you to death with a halberd? Haha!"

"God's Punishment·Ling Xiao!"

While laughing wildly, Yi Chen pointed his fingers at the halberd and pressed down with his big hand.

Without moving, a brilliant source of energy suddenly emerged, turning into a long river of halberd energy, and suddenly drowned the black butterfly.

Two seconds later, Black Butterfly's sky-covering black wings could no longer hold on, and suddenly shattered amidst the exclamations of King Jing's men. Blood spread across the sky, and his body fell like a broken doll.

Yi Chen stood up slowly, looked at King Jing in front of him, and grinned: "Your Highness, some people don't understand what power is at all!"

"Pindao has ten great virtues. Helping others is the foundation of happiness. I think Fairy Black Butterfly should know now whether Pindao is important enough. Your Highness will not mind if Pindao's methods are a bit rough."

The seventh of the ten great virtues of a Taoist is to help others.

King Jing looked at the demon-like Taoist and the fleeting ferocious aura. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and then he became ecstatic again.

"The power of Taoist Hidden Dragon!"

"Come here, please quickly find Fairy Black Butterfly and treat her well. Don't be stingy with the elixirs."

"Taoist Priest, please explain your plan in detail."

Looking at King Jing who became enthusiastic again, Yi Chen did not feel disgusted in his heart. This is the world. Without strength, you will not get the respect of others.

The plan he proposed cannot be won on the battlefield, and everything is equal to zero.

King Jing's reaction at that time was normal.

Thinking of this, Yi Chen smiled and recounted the details.

"Your Highness, have you ever heard of the stock game?"

Soon, a sound like frying beans sounded in King Jing's ears. Qin Qingyun was confused when she heard it. She only heard the words of her cheap master from time to time, such as shock, accumulation, opponent's order, buying, selling, washing, etc. vocabulary.

The many masters who participated in the Daqin Dharma Conference were all holding stocks.

With King Jing's connections, strength, and reputation, he can definitely open the market, make a big move, manipulate the odds, and finally let him, Daochang Yi, control the market and reap the rewards.

Plan passes.

"Your Highness, I heard that His Majesty the Millennium Emperor values ​​you and King Wu the most. Tell me, will your ambitious and good brother follow?"

Yi Chen's big hand suddenly shook, and his voice suddenly became gloomy, "You can cut them all, just kill them!"

As soon as these words came out, King Jing's whole body and even the tips of his hair seemed to be electrified, and he was so excited that he shot the case repeatedly.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Yi Chen.

"I, the King, will obey the Taoist Master's arrangements in everything I do!"

"Madam, hurry up and open a jar of Golden Thunder Bamboo Wine. I want to have a detailed discussion with the Taoist Priest. There is not much time before the Great Qin Dharma Conference."

(End of this chapter)