Chapter 32: The Poor Have No Fear
The green hills are leisurely, and there are a few wooden houses scattered on the peaks.
The disciple of the South Hall in a blue moire robe stood in front of the room with his hands down, and said with a little apprehension: "Elder Lin, what the hall means is to let you pay a little more or less for the wound medicine. ”
Lin Ze looked over.
The south hall is in charge of the peaks of the outer gate, in which the deacons all wear blue robes, and are distinguished by three styles of mountain pattern, cloud pattern and moon pattern.
The moire deacon must be at least in the middle of the foundation building period to be qualified to serve, and because of his special status, his status among the peaks is second only to the elders.
On his own, this little green mountain alone can't make the other party so polite.
What really made the deacon whisper like a cat was the weak figure sitting quietly on the edge of the cliff looking at the sky, and beside him was a terrifyingly wide and heavy black giant sword.
There is a great contrast between the two.
"Thirty spirit stones, this is the result of the discussion between the South Hall and Huayang Peak, you see?" the disciple of the South Hall plucked up the courage to ask.
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Bao was still ignorant, but Wang Yao grabbed his cuffs hard, and he didn't even dare to come out.
According to the remuneration he earns every day for receiving chores, it will take at least five years to exchange for a spirit stone in the sect.
Thirty pieces, that's one hundred and fifty years.
That's the price it takes to get a monk to break an arm.
If you make up a little difference, it's even enough to buy a cherished Tsukidan.
And it's all because of yourself...... Wang Yao smiled bitterly and looked at the palm of his hand, how could these fingers be compared to Zhuji Dan.
Seeing that the green-robed Taoist didn't speak, the disciples of the South Hall looked pitifully at the edge of the cliff, and when they looked at Lin Ze again, there was already a little more pleading in their eyes, and they said in a mosquito-like voice:
"It really can't be less. ”
The result of the negotiation between the South Hall and Huayang Peak was sixty spirit stones, which was the price given to Xiao Qingshan, and thirty of them represented Huayang Peak's face.
And in front of that sword immortal, where can Huayang Feng talk about any face.
Therefore, he took it upon himself to erase the inflated part, and presumably the rest of the South Hall would not have an opinion.
Want to subtract ...... again Zhang Jialin is also a deacon in the early days of foundation building, and he ran to the temple to cry and complain, although the other party is not a physical cultivator, and his arm is actually not so important to him, but a good and suave monk suddenly became a disabled person, and no one can stand it.
It's really fair to only pay thirty spirit stones.
Lin Ze finally nodded.
In fact, what he cares about is not the price, anyway, he has a clean breeze on his sleeves, no matter how much.
This period of silence was mainly used to show Wang Yao.
It is not a good habit to repay favors, but if you give favors, you must always make people feel that you are paying, otherwise not only will you not receive results, but it will easily cause a situation where you will fight against you.
"Thank you, Elder Lin. The disciples of the South Hall hurriedly responded, and at the same time smiled bitterly in their hearts, obviously they came to perform the duty of punishment, how did they become like asking for help.
"By the way, this is the merit of the sect that Xiao Qingshan owes for twelve years, you can take a look. As he spoke, he pulled out a thick stack of records.
Hearing this, Lin Ze's complexion changed slightly.
He came to inherit Xiaoqingshan, and the enemy was just that, but he didn't think about inheriting the debts together.
"According to the rules of the sect, the mountain gate must contribute at least sixty merit points every month, which is converted into six spirit stones, and Elder Zhang Dahai has been in retreat since twelve years ago, and a total of 8,640 merit points are owed to the sect, which is converted into eight hundred and sixty-four spirit stones. ”
"Do you plan to repay merit points, or do you want to continue renting Xiaoqingshan with spirit stones?"
"......" Lin Ze raised his hand and decided to slow down first.
So according to the words of the other party, the title deed is actually more like a lease contract.
You just have the right of first refusal.
It should be too late to regret it.
......
Half an hour later, the disciples of the South Hall left Qingshan in a dashing manner.
Lin Ze slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, sat down next to the woman, and looked sideways.
"Look what I do. Qin Hong's sleeves raised slightly.
"Uncle Junior, there are a total of nine hundred spirit stones. Lin Ze stretched out his hand.
"What are you kidding, I'm not a monk from Xiaoqingshan. Qin Hongsleeve sneered, and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword: "Besides, I don't have the habit of paying." ”
With that, she threw her heavy sword down the cliff and stepped on it.
Edgeworth volleys.
This is a flying technique that is on the same level as driving the clouds.
It's just that most sword cultivators prefer to stand with their hands down, and there is no one like her who sits on Erlang's side with his legs crossed.
"By the way, I kindly remind you that if you can defend Qingshan by fighting, then the seal of the square will not fall into your hands. Qin Hongsleeves turned his head to look back, his voice was indifferent, but it was full of strong confidence.
She heard the rumors today, so she came back.
From beginning to end, I just sat on the edge of the cliff and watched the scenery, and I didn't say a word.
As long as she is in Qingshan, Nandian will think carefully about the gains and losses.
"There is one more thing, I left the inner gate this time to negotiate with the Heavenly Demon Sect, and I should go back even if I count the days, next time you play this kind of heart, be careful to ask for hardship. ”
Throwing down these words, the dark heavy sword instantly disappeared into the clouds.
was poked by the other party, Lin Ze smiled faintly, and did not feel embarrassed.
The reason why he dared to make a decisive move was indeed because of this little uncle, and if he didn't use a golden pill backer, wouldn't he be a fool.
is to take advantage of the other party's still existence, and beat Xiao Qingshan's momentum out first, lest any cat or dog dare to pick thorns in the future.
As for the matter of the spirit stone, he didn't really want to let the other party pay this money.
"It just so happens that I'm not in the habit of paying either. ”
Poor, so fearless.
Anyway, I don't have a spirit stone, and I'm not afraid of worrying if I have too much debt.
Lin Ze continued to sit on the edge of the cliff, the breeze was light, very comfortable.
Open the cloth bag around his waist, take out a Tsukidan and throw it into his mouth.
This elixir used to break through the realm has no other effect, that is, the aura is sufficient.
Each grain is equivalent to ten days of full exhalation by the monks at the beginning of foundation building, and such a majestic aura can help the qi cultivators condense the Dao foundation.
Swallowing one pill a day, now the Dao Foundation in his body has become stronger and stronger, and he is steadily moving towards the middle stage of foundation building, and at this rate, he can break through the realm in a year at most.
Since the duration of the simulation has been changed to three years, the quest created with the Su Egret character card is reopened.
At least before the Outer Gate Dabi really started, she could still provide a steady stream of Tsukidan, but there were more other things, and the chance of drawing them out was also smaller, and there were only about five or six chances out of ten.
In this way, as long as there are three or five simulation opportunities per day in the past two months, there should be more than a hundred of them.
Lin Ze carefully put more than thirty pills away, and sighed slightly, his inventory is not much, and he will save some food in the future.