After Zhang Yi finished sighing, he began to observe the flying boat in front of him, the material of the flying boat is about a kind of spiritual wood, because you can still see a clear wooden texture outside, the texture is straight and delicate, and the material can feel its hardness and warmth when you touch it lightly, just like jade. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

During the flight of the flying boat, I did not feel the strong wind blowing in my face, because there was a tight oval protective shield outside, which kept all the wind and rain out.

Zhang Yi could also slightly feel the subtle bump caused by the flying boat piercing the air, and it was obvious that the shape of this flying boat did not strictly fit the aerodynamic streamlined shape.

After flying out of the camp range, the Tsukiji Monk did not make a sound, but only stimulated the speed and altitude of the flying boat to the extreme.

The flying boat flew at an altitude of thousands of meters above the ground, throwing all the monsters that couldn't fly to the ground. The few flying monsters are less numerous, and they only see them in the distant sky along the way, and then they leave them behind.

Half an hour later, the flying boat finally arrived outside the White Stone Workshop.

At a high place, Zhang Yi suddenly discovered something wrong, the rogue foundation building immortal master was actually at the gate of Fang City, and Zhang Yi was about to leave his head.

Zhang Yi suddenly sensed deadly malice from the Three Thousand World Orbs.

If he continued to go to the head with that rogue immortal master, then this scoundrel, who was even more neurotic because he was ambushed by his retainers, would probably forcibly kill him at the gate of Fang City.

This is a twisted soul completely consumed by its own greed and jealousy, a chaotic monk who has completely fallen into the path of demons, and a neurotic who can no longer be fathomed by ordinary people's reason.

Zhang Yi immediately shivered, good guy, this is a bubble of shit bombs, you can't touch it.

Zhang Yi immediately quickly caught up with the middle-aged monk in front of him, and then said, "Immortal Master, Immortal Master, do you still need people to open a gold mine? ”

When the middle-aged foundation building monk heard this, he immediately became interested and asked, "Boy, this immortal master really wants to recruit people, what are your ideas?"

Zhang Yi immediately said: "Immortal Master, you take the kid to the main street where the most people come and go, let the little one show you, and you will be clear." ”

When the middle-aged monk heard this, he said, "Okay, let's see what you can do with this clever ghost." It's worth this immortal master to get rid of that shit. ”

The middle-aged monk said while pulling Zhang Yi into the market.

Zhang Yi listened to the words of the Zhuji monk, felt the fierce and cunning eyes like a wild wolf behind him, and couldn't help but stiffen.

"Good fellow, every monk who can build a foundation is the best among mortals, and he must not be taken lightly. Zhang Yi thought to himself while making a more respectful appearance.

When he arrived at the entrance of the downtown street, Zhang Yi found a restaurant and borrowed four tables of eight immortals to build a stage. Then he jumped up and shouted, "Fathers and fellow villagers, stop and take a look." Mountains of gold and silver are at your feet. ”

This voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the city.

"Folks, I am Zhang Ayi who rents a house in the east of Fang City, since a month ago, I went to the Jinsha River with the immortal master, and I have panned for a thousand taels of gold in this month's effort. Folks, it's a thousand taels of gold, in addition to dedicating half to the immortal master, I can also leave five hundred taels, folks, a whole five hundred taels of gold, that is, you can't save so much gold if you don't eat or spend for hundreds of years. ”

With this hoarse shout, not only the people on the street, but even the monks living in the house could not help but watch, and the scene quickly became lively.

"Five hundred taels of gold, enough for you to build a mansion and go in and out of nine times. ”

"Five hundred taels of gold, enough for you to buy a field and land, and you can't see the edge at a glance. ”

"Five hundred taels of gold, you can't spend enough money to marry a concubine in seven or eight rooms. ”

For a while, the scene became more lively, the crowd seemed to be boiling, and there were people everywhere who were provoked by Zhang Yi to get rich. Everyone exchanged words and ears, and a month after the news of the gold mine spread, it suddenly reached its peak.

"As long as you dare to go to the Jinsha River, you will go there to pan for gold and silver, and you will not be able to eat and spend all your life, and you can leave a copy for your children and grandchildren. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yi also poured down the golden sand in his pocket under the blazing sun at noon, and the golden soul-absorbing color became more dazzling in the sun.

With this shining golden light, the boiling crowd suddenly fell silent, and everyone stared closely at the golden sand flowing out of their pockets, shining with golden light pouring on the table, wisps of golden light jumping and shining.

That's the light of gold, that's the light of wealth, that's the light of hope.

The sound of the rustling of golden sand against each other echoed in the suddenly silent street, and the silence of the people seemed to be enchanted.

Until Zhang Yi poured out all the golden sands in his pocket, people did not wake up.

Zhang Yi looked at the crowded but silent street in front of him, he knew that his advertising effect was so good, so good that everyone was shocked and stupid.

At this moment, I don't know who said, "Strong." The silent crowd was boiling again. In a certain herd mentality, or the mentality of not being accountable to the public, first be strong and then say, what if someone else robs it, what if you don't grab it?

The crowd swarmed up again, about to snatch Zhang Yi's gold.

However, the middle-aged monk who had been standing behind him made a move, and in an instant, a transparent True Yuan shield protected Zhang Yihe and the table tightly, excluding all those who were stirred by the gold.

It was about some kind of panic of an attempted crime, and the crowd that rushed up saw the true yuan shield of the Zhuji Immortal Master, and finally remembered that this person was also very backstage, and then did not find the anger of the Zhuji Immortal Master, and the crowd dispersed again.

After cleaning up the golden sand, the bazaar in front of him was still so prosperous, and it seemed that Zhang Yi's actions were useless, but the middle-aged monk still keenly felt a kind of impetuousness spreading in it.

"Well, the kid did a good job, and he fooled people more than I thought. My surname is Ji, and if that stinky dog dares to provoke you again in the future, he will report my name. The middle-aged monk was very satisfied with the effect of Zhang Yi's advertisement, and then flew away and disappeared.

A month after the rumors of Jinshan, a gold prospector finally returned, bringing a large amount of gold sand, which proved the existence of the gold mine, and showed that the danger on the road was not great.

The restless heat spread quickly, and Zhang Yi finally returned home, ushering in the long-lost peace after a month.