Chapter 611: Mid-grade spiritual stones worth 1 million

"Look at these prison gates, let them be more strict with their mouths. They can't even hide it from you, fellow Taoist Zhang. The purpose of collecting profits is to have a good relationship with these prisoners in the underground prison and let them give us some profits."

"Oh, so that's it." Henry suddenly realized.

I didn't expect Master Shouque to describe plucking hair and asking for bribes in such a subtle and refined way.

"Don't let Fellow Daoist Zhang go to waste. Fellow Daoist Zhang can pick half of the profit collected."

"Half percent?"

"Half percent is quite a lot. Our entire B-Prisoners only get 40 percent in total, and the remaining 60 percent has to be sent up."

"I understand, I understand..." Henry Zhang said.

"Master Zhangshe is very strong. Fellow Daoist Zhang should go down now."

"Go down now?"

"Yes, let Xiaowuzi accompany you. He will know how to do it."

"Can I go back to the east courtyard and explain some things?"

"Okay, go and come back quickly."

"Yes."

Henry Zhang returned to the east courtyard.

"Temple Master, what urgent matter does Master Shouque come to see you for?"

"I will immediately go down to the underground prison to collect the profit for the next half year."

"What is profit?"

"It's just like plucking hair and asking for bribes. I have a storage bag here with dozens of pots of fairy pots in it. You ask Qin Xiao to take it to Jiuxianqiao Restaurant to set up a stall and sell one pot every day."

"Yes……"

"Okay, time is tight, I'll leave first."

Henry Zhang threw a storage bag over, turned around and left.

Xiao Wuzi followed Henry Zhang, and the two took the prison ladder and began to descend.

"How did you collect profits in the past?"

"Most of them are taken from third-level monsters, such as the horns of the blue-eyed golden bull, the fur of the giant-tailed white fox, the antlers of the purple myrtle green deer, the skin slough of the psychedelic giant python, etc. These can be harvested regularly, like Just like the monsters we raise, the underground prison is our pasture.”

"Are they all third-level? Those Nascent Soul cultivators or fourth-level monsters, even if they sprinkle a little bit, it's enough for us."

"Having said that, those high-level combatants basically ignore us, and we don't dare to take the initiative to provoke them. The resources we can extract from them are still relatively small."

"Ignore us? Don't they have any desires?"

"Of course it's not that you have no desires and needs, it's just that when you reach that level, the spiritual materials needed are not provided by people of our level." Xiao Wuzi explained patiently.

Henry Zhang finally realized it at this time.

It turns out that the oil and water that Yizijian mentioned was not taken from these Nascent Soul monks or fourth-level monsters.

On the one hand, I couldn't provide them with anything in exchange that would make them excited. On the other hand, I didn't dare to be tough with them.

"It's a waste." Henry Zhang said leisurely.

"What's wasted?"

"Guarding such a huge treasure is a waste."

"Lord Shouque, you must not take any chances with these Nascent Soul cultivators or fourth-order monsters. The last Lord Shouque wanted to take advantage of a fourth-order monster and was torn into pieces."

"Then the vacancy in my position..."

"That's how free it is."

Henry Zhang took a deep breath at this time.

These high-end combat powers are really not easy to mess with.

I think back then, the oily old man angered Hong Yi with just one word, and he almost died in the underground prison.

Come to the underground prison.

Henry Zhang, Xiao Wuzi, and several other prison guards on duty first came to the holding area for the third-level monsters.

These third-level monsters have been imprisoned for a long time.

His head was wilted.

Henry Zhang was surprised to see a prison gate with a foundation of cultivation. He went directly to catch a third-level purple bead sheep and cut off the thick wool of the purple bead sheep with a few "clicks".

Xiao Wuzi chuckled and said: "This purple bead sheep can shear a layer of wool every year, which is an excellent material for making third-level defensive magic weapons. This layer of wool can be sold for 50 mid-grade spiritual stones."

Henry Zhang was shocked.

I didn’t expect that 50 pieces of mid-grade spiritual stones could be obtained so easily.

No wonder people say that the B-character supervisor is rich in oil and water.

Seeing how easy it was to get the materials, Henry Zhang felt a little itchy.

He himself also caught a bad-tempered blue-eyed golden bull, and directly broke off the horns of the blue-eyed golden bull with a "squeak" sound.

The pain made the blue-eyed Taurus scream "moo".

"Sir Shouque is indeed born with supernatural power," Xiao Wuzi praised, "But can we be gentler next time? This blue-eyed golden bull can grow a pair of golden horns every five years, which is valuable. If it is injured too much, If it’s serious, new golden horns won’t grow.”

"Oh, I'll pay attention next time, newbie, I didn't mean it."

Harvesting the materials from these third-level monsters was relatively smooth, but it was quite cumbersome.

After all, there are more than 300 third-level monsters imprisoned in the underground prison of Yizijian.

It took more than half a month to finally collect all the profits.

This time it can be said that the harvest is fruitful, there are more than 200 kinds of materials for third-level monsters alone.

A medium-grade spiritual stone worth 1 million.

Based on his half-percent income, he can get 500 million mid-grade spiritual stones.

This is only half a year's income.

Moreover, as far as he knew, the imprisoned Nascent Soul monks would not take the initiative to give them the benefits of prison gates or guards.

However, these relatives and friends of Nascent Soul monks would spend some spiritual stones every month to let the jailers take care of them.

This has been a centuries-old rule in the B-size prison.

Plus a grant from the Holy Land.

It's no wonder that a wealthy prisoner named B can buy a Qingsha Pill in a month or two.

It's not like the B-character prison guards who may not be willing to buy a Qingsha pill every year.

"The profits have been collected, we can go up." Xiao Wuzi said with a happy face.

The evil spirit of the Five Elements in the underground prison of Yizijian is really too strong.

Xiao Wuzi is just a monk in the early stage of foundation building.

If the time is too long, the sea of ​​​​qi will definitely be corroded by the evil spirits of the five elements.

Naturally he wanted to go out early.

"Just going out like this, isn't there something missing..." Henry Zhang was still a little unwilling.

"Master Shouque, don't fight those fourth-level monsters. They are not that easy to mess with."

"I understand, does anyone want these monster dung? I see a lot of third-level monster cells with monster dung piled in the corner, and no one cleans them."

"What do you want those monster dung for? Don't bother, these monster materials are really important."

"I'm a spiritual planter. I want to collect some monster dung. Shouldn't it be considered as Tan Mo's property?"

"They are all things that no one wants. If Master Shouque wants them, he can just take them."

Henry Zhang was overjoyed.

Now that the monster dung in his meditation space has almost been exhausted, he urgently needs a large amount of monster dung.

The monster dung in the third-level monster cell just solved his urgent need.

Zhang Xuan saw that Xiao Wuzi was a little bit overwhelmed with evil spirits, so he asked him to take the prison ladder out first.

He began to collect monster dung in the third-level monster prison.

Henry Zhang is powerful.

The physical cultivation of the golden elixir is at its peak, and it also condenses the rules of Taoism.

These third-level monsters were like chickens in front of him, letting him do whatever he wanted.