Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

Ashimi's transformed dragon still maintains a human form, but it has a small tail and four twisted horns on its head.

But he is too skinny, and judging from his appearance, he seems not as powerful as he originally was.

Is this what you call turning into a dragon? Ami said, Isn't this a sheep?

What kind of sheep? It's obviously a dragon. Wuming held Asumi's slender chin with one hand and pointed at the dragon horns around her with the other hand, Have you ever seen a sheep with horns like this?

A bighorn sheep walked by at the right time. The huge horns on its head were thicker and more powerful than Asumi's, and they were also twisted and intertwined.

Wuming was silent for a moment, then lifted up Asumi's hairless tail from behind, which was neither thick nor too small, just a very ordinary size, and immediately changed his words:

Has a tail like this?

Are you particularly proud of not having a sheep's tail? Ami sneered.

Yula, like Ami, was originally shocked when Wuming said he could transform into a dragon. When I saw Asumi's image, I was a little disappointed:

Forget it, I'd better think of another way -

Don't, it's up to you to maintain world peace. Wuming quickly persuaded Yura.

protect the world's peace?

If 20 million worth of goods fall into my hands, I can't guarantee that the world will still be peaceful. Wuming said.

But your so-called incarnation becomes a dragon... Yura was embarrassed.

Isn't this suitable? Also.

Wuming said and discharged five pieces of gravel.

It can be seen that there are three pieces similar to the one on Asumi's hand. The dragon-shaped patterns on them are clearly visible, some have dragon heads painted on them, and some have a full-length image of a flying dragon. Two of them appeared to be carved from temple stone and shimmered.

There are two other pieces, the patterns are much fuzzy, they seem to have experienced more years and are full of traces of wear and tear.

The effect is different. Wuming handed it to Yura.

Yura didn't answer: You want your men to try it first?

So Asumi took another stone and transformed again.

As expected, this time it let out a breathtaking dragon roar, and the longer the dragon looked, the more powerful it became. The palms became sharper, the body was covered with scales, and the head finally looked more like a dragon than a sheep.

How's it going? Wuming patted Ashimi's scale-covered shoulder, showing off the tight muscles and dense scales to Yura like he was introducing a luxury car.

Ashmi's sharp claws waved, causing a sound that broke through the air, irritating Yura's eardrums, and could even parry Yura's long fangs with her bare hands, almost breaking the long knife.

The dragon-man transformed by Ashimi possesses the breath of a dragon, the roar of a dragon, the claws of a dragon, and the body of a dragon...

This time Yura's eyes finally became eager.

Is this really the power I can get without eating the dragon's heart? Since ancient times, power has come at a price...

Yura refused verbally, but his eyes couldn't move away from those rocks.

What's the price? I didn't feel it was a price when I used it. If there is a price, I paid it for you. Wuming said, What's the price? If you defeat the bloody finger, you can't kill it. Give it to me. Keep it, I want to ask her about the path to the Bleeding Dynasty.

But she never speaks, Yura said.

That's nothing. Wuming said, I have so many witches.

Wuming handed the stone to Yura and taught him the ritual of using the stone in detail.

Probably because Yura had already been exposed to the Dragon Feast Ceremony, Yura had already learned it at dawn.

He took off his iron hat and clothes, and with a roar, a strong dragon man walked out from behind the big tree that blocked everyone's sight.

Sure enough, it is the power of a dragon. The dragon head uttered words, bent his arms, and his muscles bulged, showing the power of the explosion, A powerful body, a beautiful life...

The phantom dragon head appeared from behind him, roaring with him:

And the power of dragons!

Wuming applauded him: Okay, okay.

Yura walked up to Wuming with a solemn expression: Thank you, now I can challenge Eleonora.

Then it'll be quick and easy. It's best to get it done within a month. Wuming said, Don't let me wait for all the flowers to wither.

Yura was full of confidence: I will track her and lure her out. I will start making plans now - how do I change back?

Ah... Wuming said.

Ah? Yula's dragon eyes looked at Wuming suspiciously.

He heard something bad from this sound.

I suddenly remembered. Wuming scratched his head, It seems... I can't change back.

What?! Yura's eyes widened, How is that possible? Didn't you say there is nothing wrong with this ritual, and your men have also changed back!

Ashmi can transform... Wuming whispered, Actually, it doesn't mean that I can't transform back. I could transform back before, but the method of transforming back won't work for you.

What method? Yura asked quickly.

Death. Wuming gestured to his neck, If you die, you will be able to transform back. Then I will wait for the blessing to resurrect you.

Ah... Yura said.

Maybe this is the price of strength. Wuming comforted him, as if Yula became like this because of a natural disaster, and he was just a kind-hearted bystander who had no fault at all.

Yura buried the dragon's head in his iron hat for a while, and finally accepted the result.

Forget it, I didn't expect to gain power without paying the price. Yura said, Compared with Long Feast who is destined to embark on the road of destruction, it is just a change in body shape, which is already considered good.

Yura put on his cloak again, slightly modified the iron hat, and put it on to cover the dragon's head.

Eleonora will never give up. Yura said. She will recover from her injuries first and then wait for the right time. There are too many strong people in your caravan, and she will not come here rashly.

You mean, let Ami stay away from the caravan and use it as bait? Wuming asked.

Yura shook his head: Judging from her last performance, no matter how strong your caravan is, she will choose to attack. But her power is limited. In order to become stronger enough to compete with your caravan, she I will definitely pursue further strength.”

Yura packed up his clothes, and his body shrouded in a cloak now swelled.

She will find more dragons to hunt, and she will also go to the Dragon Feast Church. She needs to arrange people to monitor these places. I will personally go to the Great Dragon Feast Church in Galid to stop her.

Okay, I'll find someone to monitor the Dragon Clan's location. Wuming nodded.

There is also a Dragon Feast Church in Nimgefu. Yura said.

Where is Nimgefu and Longfang Church? Wuming said, Why didn't I know about it?

Yura wants to come to the map and mark the location for Wuming.

Wuming discovered that this was actually not far from his base camp in Airei Church.

After further questioning about the location, I found that it was actually the cave where I helped Burke get back the tailoring tools, and I just continued deeper into it.

At that time, he left after finishing dealing with the demihumans in the cave.

It's easy to handle. I have enough strength there. Wuming said, In order to stop the bell bead hunters, there were many arrangements and traps.

Wuming and Yura immediately worked non-stop to arrange manpower. Yura marked the flying dragon habitats he knew on the map, while Wuming contacted partners in various places to help keep an eye on the dragon knight.

But Wuming asked himself that he was a businessman, and a businessman would never base his investment on a possibility. Runes need to be placed in multiple baskets to be reliable.

In addition to finding the next home of Blood Dynasty, it would be best to also get the Golden People to accept Blood Rose.

Wuming investigated according to his own research direction and discovered the acceptance level of commodities by the Golden People.

Products that can last forever and have the same lifespan as them are the best. If not, then they must have at least a hundred years of service life.

This group of golden people don't care about other attributes of the product. The shelf life is what they care about most. As long as the product life span is not up to standard, they will prefer to hide the runes in the treasure chest and bury them in the soil without spending them.

Scrooge. Wuming held his rune treasure chest and scolded these people who were grudging their money.

Keep scolding them and they won't put the runes in your pocket. Melina sat across from Wuming. She had been dragged by Wuming these past few days to serve as Wuming's consulting expert when he investigated the Golden People.

Along with Melina was the golden citizen, but he provided very few opinions, and only a few particularly outrageous proposals would inspire him to speak out against it.

For example, the suggestion of using a curse to stain the entire Yatan and reverse the golden people's obsession with eternal life.

Melina said: I suggest you use goods made of pure gold, so that they can be willing to hand over the runes in their hands - and the original gold instruments in their hands must just be broken.

No, we have no gold reserves at all. Wuming said, If you want to make gold products, you can only melt down my gold chariot - which is absolutely impossible. And this is not a one-time deal - I can only sell it once. And even if you get new gold, you won’t be able to sell it a second time within a hundred years.”

Then do you have any good ideas? Melina asked.

Wuming thought for a moment:

It takes too much time to change customs. The only solution now is to defeat customs with customs.

Wuming said: Golden people worship the golden tree and Mallika, right?

What do you want to do? Melina was alert.

How about we make products in the name of Malika and sell them? Wuming suggested, For example, hairbands of the same style as Malika, clothes of the same style as Malika. Or lie to them and say that our clothes are Queen Malika's Worn before.

I support you, your caravan will be buried alive next.

Then how about we engrave the golden tree pattern on the products?

The eternal golden tree will dissipate as your goods are damaged, and the angry golden people will think you are making a vicious metaphor for the golden tree - or you will be buried alive.

The prophecy of being buried alive broke Wuming's fantasy and made him meditate in the dark reality.

Wuming stood up: Let's go to the royal city.

Going to the royal city? The Golden People spoke, with a strange tone.

Go and meet King Gefulei. Wuming said with high spirits, Apart from the Golden Tree, Two Fingers and Queen Mallika, people in the border areas also admire Godfrey, don't they? And even Nimgefu and other places also like Gefulei. King Furei. This is the real popular idol. Changes in concepts can come from the top down. As long as their idols take the lead in wearing our silk robes, raising our wine glasses, and decorating the palace with our flowers, then The golden people who worship him will surely imitate him!

Wuming clenched his fist: Ge Ge's underwear of the same style, the golden people will definitely like it, and they will blast Rune hard.

The more Wuming thought about it, the happier he became, and he jumped up and down to prepare the carriage.

Facing Wuming's retreating figure, Melina turned to look at the Golden People: You're not going to stop him?

Very good, I support him. The Golden People said, Then he can be torn apart by King Gefulei.

You really want him dead, Melina said.

But not necessarily, he might be able to succeed. The Golden People grinned.

Melina saw the smile, shook her head and left.

She had to go over and persuade Wuming not to try to touch the lion's butt.

After Melina left, the Golden People sat there, their smiles disappearing.

She thinks you are laughing at Wuming and overestimating his own capabilities. Ami walked over.

Are you still there? The golden people were not surprised by Ami's appearance, as if they had already known that she was peeping from the side.

I promised Wuming to monitor you. Ami said, I promise to complete the task before the contract expires!

But Wuming was here just now. According to your division of labor, you shouldn't still be staring at me.

I'm happy to. Ami rolled her eyes, I'm telling you, love what you do. What our family values ​​in doing things is dedication. When we work, we take the initiative to adapt to the environment. The environment cannot adapt to you, right?

The Golden People were speechless and began to change the topic:

You think I'm not laughing at Wu Ming?

Of course not. A Mei said matter-of-factly, I've been staring at you for so long, how can you not figure out what you are thinking?

What am I thinking?

You seem to be... Ami thought about it and pointed at the golden people, laughing at yourself.

You don't think so?

Don't underestimate me, our hearts are very keen - and I have very good eyesight. A Mei said, Plus I have been staring at you for so long, I can read your psychology from your micro-expressions.

Huh... The Golden People disagreed, Then how do you know that my expression is true?

Micro expressions don't lie. Ami said, Your soul is connected to your face.

Then how are you sure that this is really my face?

Ami frowned: What do you mean? This is not your face?

I didn't say that anyway... The Golden People looked to the side and kept shaking their legs.

A Mei stood up directly, leaned over to the Golden People, stretched out her hand and pinched the Golden People's gloomy and thin face, and 'kneaded it into a fox or a pig'.

Hey - it doesn't look like a mask. Ami stared at the face and pinched her chin, It doesn't look like a mimic either.

Seeing A Mei's troubled expression, the Golden People broke away from A Mei's control with a slight smile, glanced at her and smiled.

If it's not a mask or a mimicry, then it can only be a transformation technique that directly affects the changes in the body. Ami said, The Golden Tree is proficient in the technology of life and body. It should be a related secret technique that can change the appearance of living things. Yi...golden clan?

The smile of the Golden People suddenly froze:

Of course I am a golden citizen.

The Golden People are different from the Golden Clan. Ami shook her head, The Golden Clan refers to the direct descendants of Godfrey, that is, the royal family that once ruled the Golden Dynasty - I have some contact with them, so I know it very well.

Ami's eyes as she stared at the Golden People became more intense and intense, as if she wanted to see through the Golden People:

Speaking of which, we never asked you what your name is. I can't tell, but you are also from the Ge family with your small body - what is your name? Ge what?

Hearing this, the golden people suddenly laughed:

You've made a mistake. I'm not from the Ge generation.

It's impossible... Ami murmured, As far as I know, there is no other way. You can't be said to be a clone of Teardrop, right?

Don't you have very good eyesight and are good at reading micro-expressions? See for yourself whether what I say is true. said the golden citizen.

Ami really focused on the golden people, looking up and down and left and right.

Then he stretched out his hand and pulled the golden people aside.

Where they were standing, a huge scorching stone fell to the ground, still steaming.

It's so dangerous. Fortunately, I have good eyesight. Ami wiped her forehead.

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone exploded.