Picked up a fairy island

Chapter 271 It's Time for My Ghost to Sorrow

Chapter 271 It's Time for My Ghost to Sorrow
The happy time is always short, and Yang Fan soon encountered new troubles.

According to the information sent back by the old grandson, Ziwei Trading Co., Ltd. and all major shops have jointly suppressed the Lingmi market. Xiannong Pavilion.

What's even more despicable is that they also hired 'Mo Liuqing' from the Cultivation Forum to hype their new Lingmi 'Chunyang Rice'.

In short, it is trying to cover up the reputation of Lingmi in Xiannong Pavilion instead.

In the past few days, the entire Huangji Star, as long as there are people, there are advertisements for Chunyangmi everywhere.

Among them are false advertisements to discredit Xiannong Pavilion.

The sales performance dropped sharply, and Lao Sun was going crazy because of this, and he felt very sorry for the high expectations Yang Fan gave him.

After Yang Fan learned about these things, he didn't get angry, but appeased Lao Sun and continued to open the shop as usual.

Just like that, the days passed by.

In addition to teaching Qing Cang how to practice, he spends the rest of his time drinking fine wine, or going to Xiandao to study music with a few Lingdou soldiers who love music. He was not at all worried about the state of the business.

until a week later.

Ziwei Trading Company and other shops suddenly discovered a big problem, that is, they sent people to buy back Lingmi from Xiannong Pavilion, and then sold it at a price difference of one spirit stone, among which, as time went by, they lost money The spirit stone in his body became heavier day by day, and he even reached a very embarrassing situation.

At first, they just thought about suppressing Xiannong Pavilion with their strong financial support, but they had a good idea, but they ignored the production of Lingmi in Xiannong Pavilion and the crazy pursuit of Lingmi by customers .

Now, they buy back Lingmi from Xiannongge at a high price every day, and then resell it to others at a loss.

Although there is only one Lingshi difference per catty of Lingmi, but when the number is accumulated, it adds up to an incomparably huge number.

Therefore, many sharp-eyed monks seized the opportunity to buy Lingmi and stock up, so that most of the monks who could not buy Lingmi went to Yang Fan's small shop to buy again.

This situation became more and more serious every day, and finally got completely out of control. In the end, Ziwei Trading Company and those shops had to give up.

So far, Xiannong Pavilion has won the first battle.

For this reason, Yang Fan specially organized a Lingmi press conference to celebrate this victory.

There were many people who participated, nearly ten million people participated.

At the Lingmi press conference, he introduced in detail the Lingmi currently sold in the store one by one, and then launched three kinds of Lingmi, namely Lightning Rice, Happy Rice, and Tiaotiao Rice.

As soon as these three kinds of Lingmi were announced, they immediately ushered in a large number of enthusiastic and loyal fans.

Especially the happy rice and jumping rice, almost everyone present loves it very much.

Therefore, Yang Fan seized the opportunity and started selling happy rice and jumping rice directly on the day of the press conference. In order to exaggerate the atmosphere, he called several Lingdou soldiers who love music with him for almost half a month. After coming out, it was the first time in the cultivation world to create the first shocking and commemorative large-scale concert.

Tens of millions of people were high for almost a whole night before it subsided.

Some monks even recorded this shocking scene with photo stones and spread it widely, thus spreading rapidly in the cultivation world and setting off an upsurge.

Yang Lu Xing.

"Fuck, music can still be played like this?"

"It feels so high!"

"Hiss, these happy rice and jumping rice are so amazing? Eat it and make people go crazy? Is it real or not?"

"Brother, you are wrong, it will be even happier if you pair it with music!"

"how do you know?"

"Ahem, I'm just coming back from Huangjixing." Yang Fan coughed twice, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with arrogance.

"Wow, haven't you tried the magic of jumping rice and happy rice? Tell me, what kind of feeling is that? How happy is it?"

"Well, this kind of happiness can't be expressed in words. How about it? Since fellow Taoists want to know what happiness feels like so much, then I won't hide it. When I come back next time, I will buy some more at once. I want to keep myself happy, but seeing that fellow Taoists are so eager, then I am willing to bear the pain and give up." Yang Fan exhaled painfully, and then said loudly.

"Fellow Daoist, don't say anything. From now on, you are my Niu San's brother. Give me twenty catties each."

"I eat a lot, and I need a hundred catties to be happy!"

...

Soon, in the blink of an eye, Yang Fan sold [-] catties of happy rice and [-] catties of jumping rice.

"Fellow daoists, it's still the same sentence. It's more fun to be happy with music, so I'm willing to take out the recorder I just bought at Huangjixing to make everyone happy together!" Yang Fan quickly took it from the storage. Get out a weird little tin box.

"This magic weapon records all kinds of happy songs. Okay, no more nonsense, beep beep, happy... let's go."

After the words were closed, as the shocking high music sounded, all the monks quickly entered the state following the beat of the music. After the brewing was over, they swallowed the happy rice and the jumping rice separately.

Immediately, tens of thousands of people got up on the street, and some of them shouted 'hey'.
...

Happy times always go by so fast, Xiannong Pavilion soon ushered in the second suppression.

This time, after racking their brains, Jin Sanxiong and others headed by the Ziwei Commercial Bank finally came up with an incomparably perfect plan to deal with Xiannong Pavilion.

They also focus on happiness this time, but they are resisting happiness, and even through the Cultivation Forum, they hype up the happy rice and jumping rice that are very harmful to monks.

It is said that the combination of the second middle school spirit rice will produce a chronic toxin that devours the spiritual power of the dantian. If it takes a long time, it will completely reduce from a monk to a cripple.

This is not groundless, it has been specially verified by the masters of Shennong Starfield.

As soon as the news came out, it spread like a virus, and it spread rapidly. In just one day, it spread to more than 50 star fields.

As a result, there are many monks who have returned the products, but there are also some who choose to wait and see.

"Ha Ma Pi!" After Yang Fan heard the news, he stomped his feet angrily. He didn't beep too much, and tried it by himself, and finally found the toxin that slowly devours spiritual power.

But under his research, he discovered that this is not a toxin that devours spiritual power at all, but a strange power that can continuously condense spiritual power.

After coming to this conclusion, he carefully studied it several times to be on the safe side, and finally confirmed that the happy rice and jumping rice are not harmful, and he was relieved.

"Made, let me just say, produced by Xiandao, how could this happen!"

Smacking his lips, he took out a few sips of ice soul brew, came to Xiannong Pavilion, and went to the Xiuxian Forum branch to find someone to clarify, but no one dared to take over the case.

No need to think about it, it must be that someone is playing tricks behind the scenes.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, cursing in his heart those who didn't see him everywhere, and were secretly playing tricks while waiting for others, he gritted his teeth and decided that since no one dared to answer, then he would write it himself.

At the same time, in an unremarkable small room in Wuji City, a monk with a round face suddenly stood up from his chair.

His eyes were shining, his chest was straightened, he looked at the sky through the window, and took a deep breath.

"Mo Lianqing, who once won the title of 'Super Soul Writer' in the Xiuxian Forum for ten consecutive times, hehe, after hiding for so many years, it's time for me to make a move!"

(End of this chapter)

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