Chapter 680: Sword cultivation really costs money!
Under the care of Yue Ming and his group of sword cultivators, the Shi family fully implemented Gu Han's principle of "taking away everything that can be taken, and eating everything that cannot be taken away". The whole family moved away from the family land where they had lived and multiplied for thousands of years and settled down outside the small town.
If they didn't move again.
There would really be a crisis of extinction.
The ancestor of the Shi family was about to die, and was so angry that he almost ascended to heaven on the spot after being stabbed in the back by the Shi brothers. He wished he could strangle these two unfilial descendants to death with his own hands.
However.
After seeing Yuan Zhengyang and Ji Wuya, he suddenly stopped being angry.
Xuanjianmen.
Lingyun Chamber of Commerce.
One is powerful, and the other has influence throughout the seven realms. With their support behind the scenes, this sword-asking... has a great chance of winning!
Then.
After Yan Qianjue and Luoheng Saint Lord discussed and gave him a longevity fruit, he was so happy that he almost praised the Shi brothers to the sky, "Abandoning darkness and joining the light, you have vision! The unicorn son of the Shi family!"
A hundred years of life.
For someone like him who only has a few years to live, it is a gift from the Great Dao, which cannot be obtained even by bowing!
During this period.
With the great mercy of Chongming, the fat man who had been suppressed for a day and a night was finally released.
"Speak!"
His eyes were bloodshot, with footprints and two big lumps all over his head, and he stared at Yan Qi fiercely, "Who stepped on Fatty Master!"
Yan Qi was honest.
Naturally, he told everything, "There are seniors."
"..."
"And Ji Ye."
"..."
"And it."
At the end, it carefully glanced at Xiao Hei who was napping not far away.
"Dog?"
Fatty subconsciously touched the two lumps, and the shape was indeed a bit like dog paws.
"Where did the local dog come from!"
He broke down emotionally, completely broke down, pointed at Xiao Hei and cursed, "Dare to move your claws on Fatty Master's head..."
People, chickens are fine.
Dogs dare to bully Fatty Master?
What a shame!
"Woof!"
Because of his interruption, Xiao Hei was even more angry than him. After chasing Fatty for three thousand miles, he came back and continued to sleep.
After a long time.
Fatty also came back with teeth marks all over his body.
The first thing.
Take the holy medicine and go into seclusion directly!
If he doesn't take revenge... Fu Yulin is unworthy of being a man!
He secretly made a vow that he himself felt was vicious.
Compared to the commotion he made, the outside of the city was much calmer.
At first.
There were still many people who came to make trouble, but after being killed by Yuan Zhengyang who was sitting on the top of the city, no one dared to come for the time being.
Of course.
The calm was only on the surface.
At this time, countless cultivators in the Ancient Cang Realm were silently waiting for the day when Gu Han officially asked for the sword!
Time passed.
This day finally came!
...
In the small city.
In a quiet room, Gu Han slowly opened his eyes. The magic medicine had been completely refined by him.
Cultivation.
The fourth level of Yuhua!
"It would be nice if there were a few more."
He sighed with emotion.
If it weren't for the magic medicine that Yuan Zhengyang helped him snatch, he would have to spend at least a hundred times more time to practice step by step!
"Be content!"
Qian Ye said unhappily: "You are in the realm of the Supreme Saint, and you absorb much more power of heaven and earth than the cultivators of the same realm every time! Even your ordinary cultivation speed is ten times or more than that of ordinary people! It is something they dare not dream of! Besides, where can such a small place get so many magic medicines?"
Gu Han was naturally not greedy.
His mind moved.
Swish!
More than a thousand long swords have been scattered outside his body!
In the Yuhua realm, the improvement of cultivation is the improvement of magical powers. After breaking through the realm, compared with before, the connection between him and the more than a thousand long swords is closer, and the control is more smooth and free, and the biggest benefit is that he can control more swords!
He calculated it a little.
Without affecting the accuracy, the maximum number of long swords he can control is 2,000!
However.
Add the ones he won.
He now has only more than 1,300 long swords, which is still a long way off.
Not to mention that there is no place to buy.
Even if there is, the wealth to be spent is definitely an astronomical figure!
"Sword cultivation is really expensive!"
He had a headache.
The imagined sound of ten thousand swords... is far away!
"It's not that sword cultivation is expensive."
Qianye corrected: "It's that your way of playing is too expensive."
"Anyway."
Gu Han slowly stood up and looked outside, "We still have to think of a way to make money quickly!"
"Rob!"
"Yes!"
Gu Han smiled, "This is a shortcut!"
As soon as the voice fell.
He flashed and came to the outside of the quiet room.
...
At the same time.
In another small courtyard with many restrictions, Ji Wuya drank the soup in the bowl.
Jade bowl.
He prepared more than one.
Without the dog's interruption, he could finally experience Zuo Yang's cooking skills thoroughly and peacefully.
"The best taste in the world!"
His face was full of intoxication and aftertaste.
"Something made with heart."
Zuo Yang said lightly: "Naturally delicious."
"Heart?"
"You are practicing, can you not concentrate?"
Zuo Yang looked at him strangely, "Cooking is the same, the ingredients are secondary, the key is how you treat them."
"..."
Ji Wuya was silent for a moment, "less."
"What do you mean?"
"Only let you follow me for ten years, too little."
"Stop talking nonsense."
Zuo Yang ignored him, "I've done what I should do, now it's your turn."
"Of course!"
Ji Wuya smiled, and with a flick of his body, he brought Zuo Yang to the top of the city wall, just in time to see Yuan Zhengyang sitting upright, like a stone sculpture.
Just about to speak.
A dog's roar came over.
Ji Wuya had a blank expression.
Still want to eat secretly?
Dream on!
I won't even let you smell it!
"You stay and help."
Yuan Zhengyang suddenly opened his eyes and asked in confusion: "It's not just for food, right?"
"Of course not."
Ji Wuya smiled and didn't explain.
He stayed, half because of Zuo Yang's cooking skills, and the other half, but to observe Gu Han one last time to see if he had the potential to become the ferryman of Huangquan.
...
Gu Han naturally didn't know his plan.
As soon as he came out of the quiet room, he saw Yu Miao waiting for him.
"Third Senior Sister?"
"I took the time to make you a piece of clothing."
Yu Miao could not hide the tiredness in her expression, but her tone was a little excited. She handed over a light white robe, "Try it on, is it strong?"
She had experience.
When making clothes for Gu Han, it is secondary to look good, and whether it can withstand the test is the key.
Gu Han's mind moved.
An invisible sword energy instantly fell on the robe. The sword energy seemed small, but it was extremely powerful. Even ordinary Yuhua Realm could hardly block it. But when it fell on this robe, it seemed that it had no force at all, and it was directly removed. The robe was as white and flawless as before, without even the slightest trace.
"Senior Sister!"
Gu Han was delighted, "This material..."
He thought.
With this robe, for a long time in the future, there will be no need to worry about the embarrassing situation of half of the clothes being gone while fighting.
"This is Yunjin."
Gu Han liked it, so Yu Miao was naturally happier, "It's my reward in the gold list, and I left it for you."
