Chapter 379 Hundreds of years passed and hundreds of millions of middle-grade spiritual stones

Time flies, and the peaceful days pass by like this day by day, but the days of earning spiritual stones pass by so fast, fleeting, washing away the hustle and bustle of the garbage dump. 【】

Today, the golden sunshine pours down and pours into the vast expanse of blue waves, making the monotonous and calm garbage sea some color, and the light and shadow fluctuate.

Now a hundred years have passed since the opening of the garbage recycling plant, and the changes have been earth-shaking.

Many Taobao people here leave immediately after earning enough spiritual stones, but many more people stay and join the garbage recycling plant!

Under a barren mountain, three huge garbage recycling plants stand in the shape of a triangle.

It is surrounded by large formations, which appear bright and conspicuous under the sunlight.

All around were monks standing and guarding, looking sharply at the fellow Taoists selling waste materials. The latter were also in order and not cluttered.

Nowadays, in the entire garbage island, the rules of the recycling plant are the rules of all Taobao people, mutual benefit!

Qing Wan's long hair was fluttering, and she actually held a yellow-grade Lingxu sound transmission disk in her hand. If you knew that it was just like this, it would cost 15,000 middle-grade spiritual stones!

Many Taobao cultivators secretly swallowed their saliva, unable to imagine how they could have such spiritual stones, even though everyone was picking up trash.

At this time, there was a faint light coming from the Dharma plate, and Qingwan's consciousness had sensed the energy.

With a tap of her finger, the Dharma plate opened like a curtain, and a shrunken figure appeared, which was Qingli.

Her eyes softened a little: "Qingli, what's the matter?"

"I need to go to Lichen Island to purchase... Qian Ji Spirit Seal, and I'll buy some elixirs for you."

"That's great. Does Manager Mo agree?"

"This is the instruction of the seniors. Anyone who works for the garbage plant is qualified. In a few hundred years, I want to bring some tribesmen. Their lives are too hard..."

"Qingli!"

Qing Wan's eyes suddenly turned cold and she scolded, "We are queens of the Immortal Slaves. It is a great gift from our seniors to take us in. Don't push yourself too far."

"Qing Wan, I will discuss this matter with my seniors and will never make the decision without permission."

"Well... that's good. Senior doesn't like fighting or trouble. As long as we remember these two points, we can hope for immortality."

"Of course, then I went to Senior Black Bull's teleportation array earlier."

"good."

Qing Wan nodded, her eyes gradually became calmer again, the dim light of the Dharma plate gradually disappeared, and the figure at the end also disappeared.

She put the Dharma plate into the storage ring, which was extremely rare, and looked at the prosperous garbage recycling plant. She was so grateful to those seniors that she could even sacrifice her life for it.

In just a hundred years, her and Qingli's fate had been completely changed, and no one knew how much they had been favored.

They already have the Nine Heavens Immortal Sound Formation Disk, Lingxu Sound Transmission Disk, and Thousand Machine Spiritual Seals, all of which are elusive to Taobao people.

His own cultivation has reached the middle stage of Yuanying. Even Qingli has broken through to the late stage of Yuanying. He is even rewarded with body-refining techniques and body-refining treasures.

Her green hair was blown by the mountain wind, and her eyes suddenly looked somewhere.

At this time, a blurry petite figure wearing a black dress gradually appeared in the distance.

Holding the spirit flower in her hand, she jumped towards the garbage recycling plant with a very pure and cheerful expression.

When the monks from all sides saw this figure, their eyes narrowed. Qing Wan was standing at the front of the garbage recycling plant. They all lowered their heads and held their hands:

"I've met the eldest lady!"

"I've met the eldest lady!"

…

The loud voice resounded in all directions, and thousands of monks spoke in unison, full of energy.

The surrounding atmosphere became quiet, which frightened many Taobao people who came to the store so much that their hands trembled and they quickly handed over their hands.

No one in the garbage island dares to offend or disrespect this little girl's identity.

Nangong Heling is said to be a descendant of the factory owner, and even the famous Lion Brother has to follow her and call her Sister He.

"You don't have to be polite, hee hee."

Xiaohe waved his hands in an easy-going manner, with a smile on his face and no airs, "You guys just get busy and don't worry about me."

Although her voice is small, it can be clearly heard in everyone's ears, like a ray of clear spring washing the soul, making people feel extremely comfortable.

"Yes, Miss!"

All parties responded in unison again and began to perform their respective duties.

Many Taobao people's movements and voices have become much quieter, they don't dare to have any collision, and they can't even have strange thoughts.

The entire garbage island is under the control of the garbage recycling plant.

There are quite strange teleportation arrays along the coastline, but they do not collect any spiritual stones, making it convenient for treasure hunters everywhere to go to the garbage recycling plant, and they do not restrict anyone's freedom to come and go as they please.

In the distance, another figure in blue suddenly appeared, it was Mo Fuyang.

He stood respectfully beside Xiao He and reminded in a low and honest voice: "Miss, it's time to read."

"Oh...Okay, I know, Uncle Fu."

Xiaohe's happy face instantly collapsed, and he pursed his lower lip lightly, "I will listen to big brother."

"After reading the book, there are still some accounts that need to be reviewed by the eldest lady."

After Mo Fuyang finished speaking, he took out a ledger and said, "There are too many things purchased. A thousand Lingxu Sound Transmission Technique Panyun Taoist Friends will be delivered to the villa in person from the city, as well as some other elixirs and exercises."

There is no humility in his eyes now, only respect.

Mo Fuyang's cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul is quite solid, and his magic power is several times stronger than before.

The senior even bought Senior Lianxu's image of the Nascent Soul stage's teachings for him, and now he is ready to start refining his body.

The technique is the best modified five-system spiritual root technique, and it is also a special jade slip that can be comprehended with spiritual thoughts. It can be directly transferred to the mind, saving a lot of time for comprehension.

After using it once, it became dull and dull, and it no longer had the effect of spiritual thoughts, making it feel extremely distressed. There was nothing to repay these seniors, except to swear loyalty to the death.

His horizons are quite broad now. He holds great power and dares to calmly talk about the business of tens of millions of mid-grade spiritual stones. Even Yunjin, a monk in the transformation stage, has to respect him.

These Lingxu sound transmission disks are also preparing for the next expansion of the garbage recycling plant.

They are still trying to establish a complete system. They have just completed the first step on this garbage island. A hundred years is too short for immortal cultivators.

After hearing the account, Xiao He's expression straightened up, his temperament changed drastically, he took it with one hand and whispered: "Leave these to me, Uncle Fu, my eldest brother said that you have to be extremely careful when doing business."

Mo Fuyang bowed, with a sincere smile on his face: "What the eldest lady said is that every expenditure, even if it is ten low-grade spiritual stones, there will be no mistakes."

"wrong."

Xiaohe frowned slightly and flipped through the pages, "Five-Yang Treasure Grass is a sixth-grade high-grade elixir. We purchase it in large quantities. Why is the price still 90 mid-grade spiritual stones?"

"The fifth-grade mid-level elixir, White Immortal Coral, is also wrong. Although this item is effective for spiritual consciousness, it is more expensive than ordinary elixirs of the same level, but the price is too high. It costs 200 for a mid-grade spiritual stone, which is a whole lot more." Fifty bucks."

Xiaohe's magic power flowed on his fingertips, and he drew circles on the problematic areas one by one. "Uncle Fu, although we are Taobao people, we cannot give in to the price negotiations of those monks."

"One plant is a small thing, but once the number and variety increase, it will cause huge losses to our waste recycling plant."

Xiaohe's delicate nose was slightly bulging, and he seemed a little angry, "If we can't negotiate, just change to another one. How can we let others slaughter us? If Lichen Island doesn't work, then we should find a neutral island."

"Miss, I understand!"

Mo Fuyang took a deep breath, "I will have a good talk with Yunjin. Every time we ship the Great Wilderness Black God Crystal, it is more than 5,000 kilograms, and there is even a price from Xiange to compare with it..."

"Fu Bo."

"exist."

"Yunjin is the one who made the promise personally. These things cannot be measured by spiritual stones. This is the truth he taught me."

Xiaohe exuded an aura of nobility, "As long as nothing happens to him, we will sell it to him, even if someone else offers a higher price."

"Understood!" Mo Fuyang held his hand, his heart was shocked, and his eyes showed a strange look.

"Uncle Fu, I'm leaving now. I'll go back and make another price record. I'll contact you later."

After saying that, Xiaohe ran away quickly, his black skirt swaying lightly in the wind, and his petite appearance was really cute.

They have earned hundreds of millions of mid-grade spiritual stones in the past hundred years, but they also spend an unusually large amount of spiritual stones every year. Their family is big and their business is huge, and they still don't have the Mysterious Level Thousand Machine Spirit Seal.

The eldest brother and the second brother have been mysterious in the past few years, and they don't know what they are busy with. The dragon has never seen its end.

Mo Fuyang came back to his senses at this time, looked shocked, and shouted into the distance: "Miss, remember to read!"

"I know, Uncle Fu, don't imitate my elder brother's tone." A slightly mournful voice came from the distance, seeming very helpless.

"hehe."

Mo Fuyang stood there and chuckled. The eldest lady was approachable, never messed around, and everyone liked her.

One has to admire her cultivation and tutoring. Only a master like her predecessors could teach such outstanding children.

Who among the Taobao people on Junk Island respects that senior the most, even beyond the pressure brought by cultivation.