Chapter 1003 Selling the tattered Huang Fugui
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 1003 Selling the tattered Huang Fugui
Eastern Wasteland, Baichong Mountain Range.
In a certain giant valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is a huge city more than a hundred feet high in the valley. There are many buildings in the city, and a large number of immortal cultivators can be seen.
In a certain magnificent golden palace, a white-clothed Confucian scholar with a fair face sat on the main seat. Wang Qingshan and a dozen or so alchemy monks stood beside the white-clothed Confucian scholar with respectful expressions.
The Confucian scholar in white is Jun Qianshang, a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator of Chongyang Academy, and he is the key training object of Chongyang Academy.
In this battle, the seven immortal sects sent their elite disciples to resist the demon clan.
Jun Qianshang is a newly promoted Nascent Soul monk, who is in charge of guarding the stronghold in the Baichong Mountain Range and guarding supplies.
It is very important that the material resources from the rear are continuously sent here, and then transferred to the front line.
Jun Qianshang glanced at Wang Qingshan and the others, and said in a deep voice: "You have all fought against the monster clan and made a lot of contributions. This place is very safe. You can rest assured here to recuperate. Keeping an eye on these supplies is the biggest thing. Credit."
Wang Qingshan and the others were the first batch of alchemy cultivators who fought against the Yaozu. They made a lot of contributions. They were all wounded and were transferred to the rear for recuperation before they needed to be transferred to the front.
The high-level human race adopts a rotation system. This time the monster race invaded, the seven great immortal sects sent out the elite of the sect to fight with the monster race. The Wanhua Palace sent Liu Meier, and the Yin Corpse Sect sent Fang Mu. Wan Guigu was more unlucky. , the elder brother was killed by Bai Ling'er, and the Yaozu hung the head of the elder brother Wanguigu on the city wall to humiliate the human cultivators.
Fang Mu went deep into the hinterland of the demon clan and killed a Nascent Soul eagle demon. The higher-ups of the human race took this opportunity to publicize and win the round.
Some wounded were seriously injured and had to be transferred to the rear for recuperation. Some wounded were of high status and were transferred to the rear for recuperation. Wang Qingshan and others belonged to the latter. They are the future of the sect.
"Yes, Senior Jun."
Wang Qingshan and others agreed with one voice, turned and left.
"Brother Qingshan, there is a restaurant in front, the spirit tea snacks there are good, let's go there and have a seat!"
Liu Meier caught up with Wang Qingshan, smiling lightly, and her voice was sweet, which made people feel very comfortable.
Liu Meier is wearing a white skirt today, with light makeup and an innocent expression on her face, which makes men feel protective.
She found that Wang Qingshan didn't like bold and pungent women, so she changed to the image of a pure and pleasant little girl next door.
Wang Qingshan frowned, and said with a cold face: "Can you stop pestering me? You are very annoying, do you know that?"
Sword Master Xiaoyao reminded Wang Qingshan not to provoke Liu Meier. Wang Qingshan also felt a little disgusted with Liu Meier. He felt that Liu Meier must have ulterior motives. He didn't think he was a handsome young man who could make Liu Meier treat him like this .
After speaking, Wang Qingshan strode forward.
"Fairy Liu, don't pay attention to him, sword repairs are mostly made of wood, Mr. Han can go with you! I'm quite familiar with the situation here."
A Confucian student in green shirt with handsome facial features said with a smile, his tone full of flattery.
Liu Meier glared at the green-clothed scholar, and said angrily: "You want to take care of it? My aunt is willing."
"Brother Qingshan, wait for me, slow down."
Liu Meier quickly chased after Wang Qingshan, no matter how Wang Qingshan gave her face, she just followed Wang Qingshan.
Seeing that he still couldn't get rid of Liu Meier, Wang Qingshan gave up and didn't bother to talk to him.
After a cup of tea, they appeared in a five-storey attic, where many immortal cultivators gathered to inquire about news.
Wang Qingshan originally wanted the private room, but the private room was already occupied, so he could only sit outside.
Liu Meier was not polite, and sat down next to Wang Qingshan.
"Hey, Jute, it's him."
Liu Meier let out a light snort, and looked somewhere.
Huang Fugui and Wang Qingshan were on the same floor, the difference was that Wang Qingshan was drinking tea without saying a word, while Huang Fugui was eloquent and kept talking, spitting stars flying everywhere.
"You guys don't know! Some unscrupulous merchants in the rear raised the strategic materials to a high price. The original price of 500 yuan for the second-tier pill, they dared to carry it to 1000 yuan for spirit stones, doubled."
"What? Those people are so black-hearted? Just double it?"
"These people are too unscrupulous! No matter whether our low-level monks live or die, Senior Huang, as a recruiter, you can't indulge them. You must report to Senior Jun and severely punish these unscrupulous merchants."
"That's right, these guys' hearts are too dark and they must be severely punished. Only when we work hard on the front line can they have a chance to enjoy themselves in the rear. They are too useless to raise prices so high."
Huang Fugui showed a righteous expression on his face, patted his chest and said: "Of course, the old man also came from the foundation cultivator, how can I sit by and watch them act like this, and send an extra pill to the front line, maybe it can save more people." A cultivator, a low-level monk is also a human being! The old man is collecting evidence, and after collecting all the evidence, he will hand it over to Senior Jun. It is not easy for you to fight against the monster race on the front line! It’s not a big deal, I’m really ashamed!”
"Senior Huang, I heard that you took out [-] spirit stones to buy healing pills. Is there such a thing?"
"Senior Huang, I heard that in order to lower the purchase price of strategic materials, you fought with some unscrupulous merchants."
With a surprised expression on Huang Fugui's face, he frowned and said, "Didn't the old man tell them not to speak out? Really, is the old man the kind of person who covets fame? As long as he can save one more immortal cultivator, let alone a hundred thousand spirit stones , The old man gave away all his wealth, so what? The monster race will kill me and the human race will never die. Although I, Huang Fugui, am a casual cultivator, I am willing to do my best for the human race."
At the end, Huang Fugui straightened his back, with a righteous expression on his face.
Many low-level monks saw Huang Fugui for the first time. Some people had heard of Huang Fugui's deeds. Huang Fugui's behavior was different from the rumors. Most low-level monks showed admiration for Huang Fugui.
In this battle, monks who form alchemy are the main force, but monks who build foundations contribute a lot. They need to build cities, arrange formations, patrol, and when monsters attack, monks who build foundations will suffer the most casualties. What Huang Fugui said to their hearts.
"Dashan, Senior Huang is a role model for us, let's replace wine with tea, toast Senior Huang."
"Respect Senior Huang."
All the low-level monks raised their teacups and drank the tea in one gulp.
Huang Fugui also drank a cup of tea, took off the storage beads hanging around his neck, and poured out a large number of things from it, such as broken magical artifacts, broken array plates, and so on.
Of course, these things can still be used, but the power is not as good as before, and most of them have been used by others.
"When the old man passed by a few grocery stores, he bought some things at a low price. I don't know if you need them. If you like them, take them! As long as I can help you, the old man will be satisfied."
"Er... Senior Huang, how many gaps are there in the blades of the three flying knives, can they still be used?"
"Senior Huang, the hilt of that red flying sword is gone."
"There's also a corner missing on the array plate of the four-element array."
Huang Fugui's expression was serious, and he said sternly, "If it wasn't for the defect, I wouldn't be able to buy so much. If you like it, just take it! Don't be polite to me, as long as I can help you, it doesn't matter if I spend all my money. Take it if you like it, don’t be polite to me.”
"Senior Huang is righteous, how dare we take it for free! We will buy it from you with Lingshi."
"Yes, we will buy it from you with spirit stones."
The things that Huang Fugui took out were a little bit broken, but they were still usable, and most of them could be repaired, but the ones that were seriously damaged were rare, and they were not stupid. If the things that Huang Fugui took out were seriously damaged, they would not buy them. .
Wang Qingshan smiled lightly, he had heard of Huang Fugui a long time ago, and when he saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation.
Liu Meier smiled sweetly, and asked, "Brother Qingshan, do you know Jute?"
"I've heard of it, but I'm not familiar with it."
(End of this chapter)
Eastern Wasteland, Baichong Mountain Range.
In a certain giant valley surrounded by mountains on three sides, there is a huge city more than a hundred feet high in the valley. There are many buildings in the city, and a large number of immortal cultivators can be seen.
In a certain magnificent golden palace, a white-clothed Confucian scholar with a fair face sat on the main seat. Wang Qingshan and a dozen or so alchemy monks stood beside the white-clothed Confucian scholar with respectful expressions.
The Confucian scholar in white is Jun Qianshang, a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator of Chongyang Academy, and he is the key training object of Chongyang Academy.
In this battle, the seven immortal sects sent their elite disciples to resist the demon clan.
Jun Qianshang is a newly promoted Nascent Soul monk, who is in charge of guarding the stronghold in the Baichong Mountain Range and guarding supplies.
It is very important that the material resources from the rear are continuously sent here, and then transferred to the front line.
Jun Qianshang glanced at Wang Qingshan and the others, and said in a deep voice: "You have all fought against the monster clan and made a lot of contributions. This place is very safe. You can rest assured here to recuperate. Keeping an eye on these supplies is the biggest thing. Credit."
Wang Qingshan and the others were the first batch of alchemy cultivators who fought against the Yaozu. They made a lot of contributions. They were all wounded and were transferred to the rear for recuperation before they needed to be transferred to the front.
The high-level human race adopts a rotation system. This time the monster race invaded, the seven great immortal sects sent out the elite of the sect to fight with the monster race. The Wanhua Palace sent Liu Meier, and the Yin Corpse Sect sent Fang Mu. Wan Guigu was more unlucky. , the elder brother was killed by Bai Ling'er, and the Yaozu hung the head of the elder brother Wanguigu on the city wall to humiliate the human cultivators.
Fang Mu went deep into the hinterland of the demon clan and killed a Nascent Soul eagle demon. The higher-ups of the human race took this opportunity to publicize and win the round.
Some wounded were seriously injured and had to be transferred to the rear for recuperation. Some wounded were of high status and were transferred to the rear for recuperation. Wang Qingshan and others belonged to the latter. They are the future of the sect.
"Yes, Senior Jun."
Wang Qingshan and others agreed with one voice, turned and left.
"Brother Qingshan, there is a restaurant in front, the spirit tea snacks there are good, let's go there and have a seat!"
Liu Meier caught up with Wang Qingshan, smiling lightly, and her voice was sweet, which made people feel very comfortable.
Liu Meier is wearing a white skirt today, with light makeup and an innocent expression on her face, which makes men feel protective.
She found that Wang Qingshan didn't like bold and pungent women, so she changed to the image of a pure and pleasant little girl next door.
Wang Qingshan frowned, and said with a cold face: "Can you stop pestering me? You are very annoying, do you know that?"
Sword Master Xiaoyao reminded Wang Qingshan not to provoke Liu Meier. Wang Qingshan also felt a little disgusted with Liu Meier. He felt that Liu Meier must have ulterior motives. He didn't think he was a handsome young man who could make Liu Meier treat him like this .
After speaking, Wang Qingshan strode forward.
"Fairy Liu, don't pay attention to him, sword repairs are mostly made of wood, Mr. Han can go with you! I'm quite familiar with the situation here."
A Confucian student in green shirt with handsome facial features said with a smile, his tone full of flattery.
Liu Meier glared at the green-clothed scholar, and said angrily: "You want to take care of it? My aunt is willing."
"Brother Qingshan, wait for me, slow down."
Liu Meier quickly chased after Wang Qingshan, no matter how Wang Qingshan gave her face, she just followed Wang Qingshan.
Seeing that he still couldn't get rid of Liu Meier, Wang Qingshan gave up and didn't bother to talk to him.
After a cup of tea, they appeared in a five-storey attic, where many immortal cultivators gathered to inquire about news.
Wang Qingshan originally wanted the private room, but the private room was already occupied, so he could only sit outside.
Liu Meier was not polite, and sat down next to Wang Qingshan.
"Hey, Jute, it's him."
Liu Meier let out a light snort, and looked somewhere.
Huang Fugui and Wang Qingshan were on the same floor, the difference was that Wang Qingshan was drinking tea without saying a word, while Huang Fugui was eloquent and kept talking, spitting stars flying everywhere.
"You guys don't know! Some unscrupulous merchants in the rear raised the strategic materials to a high price. The original price of 500 yuan for the second-tier pill, they dared to carry it to 1000 yuan for spirit stones, doubled."
"What? Those people are so black-hearted? Just double it?"
"These people are too unscrupulous! No matter whether our low-level monks live or die, Senior Huang, as a recruiter, you can't indulge them. You must report to Senior Jun and severely punish these unscrupulous merchants."
"That's right, these guys' hearts are too dark and they must be severely punished. Only when we work hard on the front line can they have a chance to enjoy themselves in the rear. They are too useless to raise prices so high."
Huang Fugui showed a righteous expression on his face, patted his chest and said: "Of course, the old man also came from the foundation cultivator, how can I sit by and watch them act like this, and send an extra pill to the front line, maybe it can save more people." A cultivator, a low-level monk is also a human being! The old man is collecting evidence, and after collecting all the evidence, he will hand it over to Senior Jun. It is not easy for you to fight against the monster race on the front line! It’s not a big deal, I’m really ashamed!”
"Senior Huang, I heard that you took out [-] spirit stones to buy healing pills. Is there such a thing?"
"Senior Huang, I heard that in order to lower the purchase price of strategic materials, you fought with some unscrupulous merchants."
With a surprised expression on Huang Fugui's face, he frowned and said, "Didn't the old man tell them not to speak out? Really, is the old man the kind of person who covets fame? As long as he can save one more immortal cultivator, let alone a hundred thousand spirit stones , The old man gave away all his wealth, so what? The monster race will kill me and the human race will never die. Although I, Huang Fugui, am a casual cultivator, I am willing to do my best for the human race."
At the end, Huang Fugui straightened his back, with a righteous expression on his face.
Many low-level monks saw Huang Fugui for the first time. Some people had heard of Huang Fugui's deeds. Huang Fugui's behavior was different from the rumors. Most low-level monks showed admiration for Huang Fugui.
In this battle, monks who form alchemy are the main force, but monks who build foundations contribute a lot. They need to build cities, arrange formations, patrol, and when monsters attack, monks who build foundations will suffer the most casualties. What Huang Fugui said to their hearts.
"Dashan, Senior Huang is a role model for us, let's replace wine with tea, toast Senior Huang."
"Respect Senior Huang."
All the low-level monks raised their teacups and drank the tea in one gulp.
Huang Fugui also drank a cup of tea, took off the storage beads hanging around his neck, and poured out a large number of things from it, such as broken magical artifacts, broken array plates, and so on.
Of course, these things can still be used, but the power is not as good as before, and most of them have been used by others.
"When the old man passed by a few grocery stores, he bought some things at a low price. I don't know if you need them. If you like them, take them! As long as I can help you, the old man will be satisfied."
"Er... Senior Huang, how many gaps are there in the blades of the three flying knives, can they still be used?"
"Senior Huang, the hilt of that red flying sword is gone."
"There's also a corner missing on the array plate of the four-element array."
Huang Fugui's expression was serious, and he said sternly, "If it wasn't for the defect, I wouldn't be able to buy so much. If you like it, just take it! Don't be polite to me, as long as I can help you, it doesn't matter if I spend all my money. Take it if you like it, don’t be polite to me.”
"Senior Huang is righteous, how dare we take it for free! We will buy it from you with Lingshi."
"Yes, we will buy it from you with spirit stones."
The things that Huang Fugui took out were a little bit broken, but they were still usable, and most of them could be repaired, but the ones that were seriously damaged were rare, and they were not stupid. If the things that Huang Fugui took out were seriously damaged, they would not buy them. .
Wang Qingshan smiled lightly, he had heard of Huang Fugui a long time ago, and when he saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation.
Liu Meier smiled sweetly, and asked, "Brother Qingshan, do you know Jute?"
"I've heard of it, but I'm not familiar with it."
(End of this chapter)
