Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 880 Burning
There was an uproar.

In order to let them see more intuitively and carefully, Ouyang Zichen poured out one pill from each of the two bottles and put it on the palm of his hand. When they were not illuminated by the golden light of the golden-eyed beast, the two pills looked white and round.

But under the shattered golden light of the golden-eyed beast cave, one grain is still white and round, while the surface of the other grain is covered with a layer of black.

There are monks whose surname is not Xie. Ouyang Zichen asked them to select three representatives and take out the pills from their bodies for testing. One of them had better luck, and the pills on his body were real, and the pills on the other two monks were real. pills, but none of them are real.

Then, Ouyang Zichen conducted the same test on the magic weapon.

After finishing all this, Qin Mingyue took back the eyes of the golden-eyed Beast King Beast and retreated to the side, and handed over the scene to Ouyang Zichen. At this time, the scene was already in chaos.

It is not an exaggeration to describe these monks in the Southern Spiritual Realm as panicked, fake, everything is fake!
It's terrible that they live among a bunch of fake magic potions all day long.

"Master Ouyang, what should we do now?"

"Master Ouyang, is there any way to tell the truth from the fake?"

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Regarding their question, Ouyang Zichen shook his head: "This problem is too serious, and you need to find a way to solve it yourself, and Zhenbao Pavilion will not comment."

"Zhenbao Pavilion can only guarantee that from today onwards, everything that goes out here is genuine. As for the others, Zhenbao Pavilion can't do anything."

"I'll buy it! I'm now ordering one high-grade spiritual weapon and ten bottles of elixir from the Treasure Pavilion... This is the deposit." A monk said, throwing a storage bag.

The other monks seemed to have reacted, and followed his example: "I want to order the elixir too..."

"And me, the magic weapon pill..."

Storage bags full of spirit stones were thrown towards Ouyang Zichen as if they didn't want money, almost killing people.

Ah Na looked at those storage bags with bright eyes: "Mother, there are so many spirit stones, Uncle Ouyang is going to make a fortune now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Zichen waved his hand and returned all the storage bags.

"Fellow daoists, if you need anything, you can make reservations at the counter of the Treasure Pavilion after the Treasure Appreciation Conference is over. I am alone and not in charge of these specific matters."

Ouyang Zichen seemed to know everyone's thoughts, and said: "Everyone can rest assured that the supply of Zhenbao Pavilion is sufficient, and it can completely supply the magic medicine pills you need. You don't need to be in a hurry, let alone fight for it."

These monks originally wanted to be the first, and they were afraid that if they were a step too late, they would run out of things. After hearing what Ouyang Zichen said, they had to take back the storage bags first, and bought more to keep them for later.

Ouyang Zichen said: "Fellow daoists, please put all the fake magical medicine pills that were sent to you just now in the designated place of Zhenbao Pavilion, and I will destroy them all in front of all fellow daoists. Let fellow Taoists rest assured."

These monks from the Southern Spirit Realm followed their advice and praised Zhenbao Pavilion for its honesty.

And the people in those shops in Qishan City all turned black. If Zhenbao Pavilion did this, these shops would have to close sooner or later.

A shopkeeper said indignantly: "Zhenbao Pavilion is really a good idea!"

Immediately, someone echoed: "Yes, wouldn't doing this cut off all of our money?"

"The business has been done by the Zhenbao Pavilion family, so we might as well close the business."

A monk beside him was not happy: "Why don't you say that other people's Treasure Pavilion acts with conscience? If you can destroy the fakes in public and ensure that all the magic medicines sold are real, we will go to your place to buy them too." .”

"Yes, that is, can you guarantee that it is true?"

"Are you willing to destroy all the fake ones?"

"Hmph, I think you can't even tell the truth from the fake, and you still want to envy other people's Treasure Pavilion!"

"You only see that Zhenbao Pavilion makes money, why don't you say it when Zhenbao Pavilion loses money? How long will it take Zhenbao Pavilion to earn back the value of these magical medicines?"

These monks spoke together, with intense emotions, and the shopkeepers of these shops were frightened and silent, and they no longer dared to speak casually.

Qin Mingyue saw all this, thinking that the power of the masses is indeed powerful.

The place where these fake magical medicines were burned was another space opened up by that one. These monks threw the magic medicines from above, and they had actually entered another space.

Next, when Jiuyan was working hard, Qin Mingyue picked him up from the space of the five-color god stone, and then threw it into the space full of fake magical medicine pills.

These monks in the Southern Spirit Realm saw a little crimson flame change color in front of their eyes, turning into a light purple, and then turning into a deep purple. When the rich dark purple filled the entire space, those fake magical medicines almost instantly Destroyed into fly ash, no, not even ash left.

What a powerful flame!

Some monks didn't quite believe in the power of the Nine Flames, so they insisted on throwing a magic weapon in their body into it for a try, but as soon as they fell into the space, they were swept by purple flames. The monk didn't even have time to blink, and he The magic weapon is gone.

The monk shouted: "My magic weapon!"

But no matter how loudly he yelled, the magic weapon would not come back. If he did not die, he would not die.

What happened next came to an end logically. After the Treasure Appreciation Conference ended, the hall of the Treasure Pavilion was almost overcrowded.

The monks who still have money on their bodies have changed all the magic treasures and medicines on their bodies, and spend money to buy peace of mind; the monks who have no money on their bodies dare not take the medicines anymore. As for magic weapons, let’s use them first.

The falsification incident came to an end here, but unfortunately no clues were found. Since Qi Zhenjun and Xiao Dao were bombed and sunk together, this matter seems to have disappeared.

As for what will happen next, it depends on whether the monks in the Southern Spirit Realm are willing to spend energy on this matter, but Ouyang Zichen thinks that as a local monk, these serious matters must be investigated to the end. Even if the real culprit is not found, it will prevent such a thing from happening again.

Qin Mingyue didn't find Hengyao's whereabouts, so naturally she wouldn't stay here for a long time. They waited for a few days and decided to return to the Five Elements Realm after Zhenbao Pavilion calmed down a bit.

Before returning to the Five Elements Realm, a few of them went to the Boundless Sea, who said they would bid farewell to the King Beast of the Golden Eyed Beast.

The surface of the water became calm, and following that shout, the huge golden-eyed Beast King Beast emerged from the water, its golden pupils full of gentleness.

The man muttered to him, told all the things about the Southern Spirit World, and finally said: "Golden Eyed Beast, you have to be careful, I think the person behind the scenes is the one who leaked your whereabouts." People are one and the same."

(End of this chapter)