Chapter 1225: It's Really Not Me!
The days of robbery are called a happy one.
In just ten days, Lin Xiu robbed thirty-seven people.
On average, there are three or four people a day.
There is no way, the small world guarded by one disaster and two catastrophes is very popular.
The previous phantom array was more ruthless, and whoever came saw a big demon pounce on them to eat them, and they were all scared away.
Now it's different, when you come in, you see peach blossoms, flowing water, mandarin fish fat, and the same place as a fairyland on earth.
One by two, they can't see the enemy, and they can't extricate themselves from it.
There are even a few of them, and they even chanted poems against each other.
Lin Xiu, who was harmed, was not good at interrupting their Yaxing.
But not everyone is as rich as the first man in white.
There were only a few million poor people, and Lin Xiu almost couldn't resist the killing.
But in total, thirty-seven people have also brought Lin Xiu more than a billion income.
These are all non-capital transactions!
As for the consequences, Lin Xiu was not worried at all.
This pot has Yang Jianian carrying it for him.
When Lin Xiu finished the thirty-seventh person, he changed the phantom array back to the previous one.
This way of making money, although very cool, is also prone to accidents.
One person, two people, if something happens in one place, it can be said.
Ten people, twenty people, all in one place, it doesn't make sense.
"Go and see how the raw ore is mined. ”
The two crushed the teleportation scroll and came to the mountain that contained the raw ore.
On the hill, there are people everywhere.
Both men and women.
One by two, armed with an iron pickaxe, very hard to open the mine.
Lin Xiu stood on top of the clouds, with a sense of accomplishment.
"Do you know how to come?"
Guo Mingyu flew over and said, "I thought you forgot that there was a mine here." ”
"Where chickens are raw, no one forgets me. ”
Lin Xiu asked, "How many people are there now?"
"Less than three thousand. ”
Guo Mingyu said: "This broken place is the system of a vassal state, which is divided and chaotic. If it weren't for the transcendental, Jin Yan and I might have to be in danger. ”
Lin Xiu nodded, no matter what happened below, anyway, someone would just open the mine.
"Tomorrow I'll go get a batch of 7,000 people, but they're all beginners, and the speed of mining won't be too fast. ”
Lin Xiu frowned and said, "Try to find someone who is stronger in cultivation." ”
Guo Mingyu said: "Do you think I don't want to? But how can there be so many strong people who still have serious crimes?"
"Do you know what kind of cultivation those Hou Ye and Wang Ye are? The general environment here is very good, there are raw ores, and the aura between heaven and earth is continuous. If it is an ordinary world, not to mention the Divine Bridge, even the foundation building realm may not be found. ”
Reiki is the most powerful criterion for judging the strength or weakness of a world.
The aura is weak, it is difficult to practice, and it is also difficult to give birth to the strong.
Strong aura and fast practice.
The general environment determines that it is indeed not the power of one or two people to reverse.
"Those seven thousand people are serious crimes, and it is not a pity to die, and such people are found in every nation, and there is a steady stream. ”
"Although it is not as fast as the strong mining, the number of people here will not be slow. ”
The next day, Guo Mingyu used the teleportation scroll to go back and forth several times and brought back 7,000 people.
Of course, he also paid a certain price.
A bottle of elixir that he couldn't even look at.
But in the eyes of those powerhouses of the Divine Bridge Realm, this is the peerless elixir.
Lin Xiu and a few people are in full swing here.
On the other side, the Hundred Worlds.
Yang Jianian has been very depressed recently.
During this time, he had been practicing penance.
The emperor lived up to his wishes, he finally broke through!
Nine turns in the early stage of the Void Realm, and I have successfully stepped into the middle stage of the Void Realm!
The reason why he retreated and practiced penance was for one purpose.
He wanted to go to the Southern Star Field.
I want to go to that war-torn place and express myself!
In fact, it is possible to go to the virtual realm, and if you can achieve something, you will receive more rewards than the extraordinary.
In a group of extraordinary powerhouses, a kid who turned into a virtual realm suddenly appeared, and if he could kill the enemy and capture the general, his reputation would surely rise.
But his father wouldn't let him go.
That kind of place is too dangerous, and if you go into it, you don't dare to guarantee your own life.
Turning into void and entering, except for death, it is really difficult to have a second possibility.
"Knock knock. ”
"Young master, the master let you go. ”
The servant shouted outside the door.
"Got it. ”
Yang Jianian stood up, dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, and chuckled: "Father must have sensed that I just broke through, probably to reward me with some treasure." ”
"My natal spirit sword is still a fifth-order, and it should be replaced. ”
He thought so beautifully in his heart.
Pushing the door out, even the air, he felt so fresh.
All the way to my father's house, as soon as I entered the compound, I heard a thunderous anger ringing in my ears.
"Bastard, get on your knees!"
Yang Jianian froze.
Why am I a bastard?
What are you doing to scold me?
In the past, I didn't concentrate on cultivation, and I will endure it if you scold me.
I'm now in retreat every day, practicing penance, and cultivating all the way to break through, and you still scold me?
Does that make sense?
"That's right, why do you want to kneel?" Yang Jianian held his chest high, but he didn't kneel.
He saw that there was a person kneeling beside his father, as if he was his personal subordinate.
"Nothing wrong?"
Yang Zhangchu smashed the teacup to pieces, walked over with a black face, and said, "Let me ask you, where were you during this time?"
"I'm cultivating!"
"Smack!"
Yang Zhangchu slapped him, pointed his finger at him and the kneeling subordinate, and pointed back and forth: "Still acting in front of Lao Tzu? bastard, do you know how much trouble you have caused?"
Yang Jianian was stunned.
Why did I get into trouble when I cultivated?
Could it be that I have absorbed the aura of the entire Hundred Realms?
I'm really going to absorb it, why can't I just cultivate like this?
"Daddy!"
Yang Jianian said loudly: "I'm really in retreat and cultivating, you see my cultivation, I have broken through, I have broken through!"
The people on the ground said weakly: "Master, young master, he has really been in retreat, you have been going back and forth to the Southern Star Domain for a while, and you have not cared too much, the villain's words are true, where do you dare to deceive you?"
Yang Zhangchu frowned, and sure enough, this bastard son really broke through.
What the hell...
However, this morning, the 37 people who suddenly came to the door did not seem to be telling lies.
Those thirty-seven people are still in the house.
Yang Zhangchu was suddenly a little confused.
What's wrong?
"Dad, what did I do wrong, you want to hit me?
Normally, when I don't cultivate, you scold me and beat me, but now that I'm concentrating on cultivation, why do you still beat me?"
Yang Zhangchu suppressed his anger and asked, "Are you really cultivating?"
"It's true! If I tell half a lie, I will definitely be thundered and thundered, and I will not die well!" Yang Jianian swore a poisonous oath with red eyes.
"Smack!"
Yang Zhangchu's face changed wildly, and he slapped him again.
"Bastard, who made you swear a poisonous oath? Can you swear a poisonous oath casually?"
Yang Jianian was about to cry, covered his face and said, "I don't swear, don't you believe it?"
"I ......"
Yang Zhangchu waved his hand and said, "Come over and talk to me carefully about this period of time." ”
"......" Yang Jiannian: "Dad, I said, I'm in retreat and cultivating, how can there be anything." ”
Yang Zhangchu: "......"