Puppet cultivation, if you find the real one, I lose

"Have you ever thought about changing your master?"

Chen Huan did not look at the storage rings, but joked first

"Your Excellency, you are joking. I am just a mortal. How long can I live if I change my master?"

"These ten years have made my life more interesting."

Xu San smiled and replied ventriloquially.

Chen Huan's consciousness swept over the pile of storage rings. There were more than fifty storage rings, all filled with gold, stone and minerals.

"A lot more than I thought"

"The speed of making money with power is absolutely second to none. I have to thank the power given by the Lord."

"The three major villages back then didn't have this ability"

"That's because they are standing too high. They are all cultivators, while I am a mortal. I can see the hope that ordinary people and casual cultivators want."

"So we can also see the unexplored areas in this corner"

"Can ordinary people and casual cultivators alone have so much wealth?"

Chen Huan said with some surprise.

"Whether it is a mortal or a casual cultivator, the biggest feature is the large number of"

"The more they are, the wider the road. They are omnipresent. Now the number of independent cultivators registered in the Dongliu Mission Hall has exceeded 50 million, which is much more than the number of disciples in any major sect."

Xu San shook his head and continued:

"In fact, Dongliu is mostly just an intermediary platform. Individual cultivators pay money on this platform and others solve the problem."

"Dongliu only takes a small portion of the profits"

"Of course, the biggest benefit is news. I have compiled everyone's news into a database, and there are too many unexpected treasures in these news."

He smiled and continued:

"For example, someone offered a huge price to kill the owner of Meizhuang. It was not a revenge killing, nor was there any grudge. This was not in line with the normal return of interests."

"I sent someone to check it out, and sure enough, there was a vein of excellent spiritual stone under the Plum Manor."

"Then I made both parties disappear"

"If there are monks who are in urgent need of something, I will buy it at a low price and sell it at a high price."

"My news is always one step ahead of theirs."

Chen Huan smiled, really understanding the essence of Internet big data.

He put away the storage ring and looked at Xu Sandao:

"These are far from enough, I need more."

After saying this, he didn't wait for Xu San to speak, and with a flick of his sleeve, a row of puppets lined up in the courtyard:

"These puppets, ranging from Qi Refining to Nascent Soul Great Perfection, cost less than one-tenth of the same puppets in my hands."

"The spiritual stones consumed by using puppets range from 1% to 10%."

"The power is stronger than the same level."

Chen Huan changed the puppet from not consuming any spirit stones to consuming very little.

Xu San asked with some surprise:

"How many puppets can your Excellency supply?"

Chen Huan looked into his eyes and said:

"The raw materials are enough, unlimited."

Xu San's pupils trembled. He was extremely shocked. The cost was ten times lower than that of ordinary puppets, the consumption could be a hundred times lower than that of ordinary puppets, and the power was even stronger than that of ordinary puppets.

"Is there any way? As long as one puppet can return ten times the raw materials, it will be fine." Chen Huan asked. Xu

San said without hesitation:

"Your Excellency, the appearance of these puppets has changed the rules for all puppeteers in the entire Tiannan region."

"Ten times the cost price, you can sell it at will, and even monopolize the entire puppet market."

He thought for a moment and continued:

"But this may attract others' attention and cause troubles for all parties.

He frowned and thought for a while before continuing:

"There is a way to consume a large number of puppets, and at the same time, if we control it well, no one can touch us."

This is the first time that Chen Huan has been so interested and asked:

"What method?"

Xu San looked into Chen Huan's eyes and said:

"War!"

Chen Huan was stunned when he heard this, and then he burst into laughter.

It was indeed much easier to have a smart man under his command.

As puppets are munitions on the battlefield, there is no better way to make money than selling munitions during war.

"How about we start a war in this cultivation world?"

Xu San smiled and bowed:

"All at your command".................................

Chen Huan did not stay for too long. He left after communicating with Xu San.

He did not give Xu San anything else.

He just told him that he did not have to be so timid in the face of the Six Gates and the Three Sects and Four Pavilions.

This gave Xu San greater power, a power that did not have to fear the Six Gates and the Three Sects and Four Pavilions.

If you give Xu San enough power, you will get more than you expected.

The reason why he left was because Xu San told him that Qian Duolai was being hunted by a demon mansion monk at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Xu San's current information network is very large. He took the jade slip and checked it. This was the place where the demon mansion monk last appeared. There was silence all around.

Chen Huan closed his eyes, and the perception of the thousand-mile Yuanshen was instantly unfolded, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

A thin middle-aged man with an angry face was seen shuttling through a jungle.

And a fat man tied with leaves on his body hid in a tree hole.

He put two fingers of both hands together and pressed them against his temples, as if he was going to activate a special function, and cold sweat continued on his forehead.

This is obviously a way to hold your breath and hide.

The thin middle-aged monk flicked his sleeves, and countless paper figures flew out and wandered in the forest.

Chen Huan pinched his face and turned it into a burned face.

He flashed down and appeared in front of the thin middle-aged man.

The thin middle-aged man was suddenly startled and a copper coin sword appeared in his hand. He asked vigilantly:

"Who are you? I am the elder of the Demon House, and I am here to look for the thief."

Chen Huan smiled and said:

"What did that fat guy do to you? Did he sell you shit?"

The thin middle-aged man's pupils shrank and he blurted out:

"How do you know?....."

Then his face changed and he said,"No, you are in the same group." He made a fierce gesture and was about to cast a spell, but before the spell was half cast, a sand cone on the ground went straight through his heart from his back.

He stared at his chest in disbelief.

Chen Huan stepped forward slowly and pressed his head.

【[Human Body Fruit Tree]

A large number of tree roots grew directly from the palm of Chen Huan's hand, covering the head of the thin middle-aged monk.

The roots wrapped around it, and it was throbbing non-stop, as if it was forcefully absorbing the nutrients.

After a moment, the roots shrank, and the original thin middle-aged monk disappeared completely.

And in Chen Huan's soul, the entire branches and leaves of the human body fruit tree were shining.

Suddenly, a bud appeared on a branch, and the bud quickly bloomed.

The petals wrapped into a ball, slowly withered, and fell.

A fruit was seen on the human body fruit tree.

The fruit curled up like a child.

The appearance can be seen to be exactly the same as that of the thin middle-aged man.

"It's really weird."

Chen Huan looked at the scene in his soul.

The human fruit tree was swaying, and the Dao Soul Monument stood quietly below.

Chen Huan walked directly to the big tree where the fat man was.

With a wave of his sleeves

"Boom!

The entire giant tree exploded!

The fat man jumped and tried to escape, but Chen Huan grabbed him by the neck.

"You are so brave that you dare to force a Nascent Soul cultivator to sell."

The fat man stopped struggling when he heard this voice.

He turned around and saw the friendly burn face. He immediately collapsed and hugged Chen Huan's thighs and cried:

"Big brother, I miss you so much!"

Chen Huan kicked the fat man away and said:

"I'm asking you a question."

The fat man wiped the tears from his eyes and said:

"It's because I haven't fought with Zhang Shun's men before."

Then he complained to Chen Huan:

"That damn Xu San is like a good man who gives out rice and porridge every day"

"Just let me do the dirty work."