Chapter Ninety-One: Spreading the Dharma Maoshan Mountain
Uncle Nine thought for a while and said, "The cardinal is a middle and high-level cardinal, probably slightly inferior to the status of the poor road in Maoshan. ”
Ji Ping nodded, slightly inferior to Uncle Jiu, and his status was really not low. But the difference is that the monks of Europa can influence decision-making, but the Ninth Uncle can't do this.
The monks of the Central Plains were too enterprising, but more people occupied high positions, and in the face of the enemy's artillery fire, they thought of surrender instead of fighting to the death.
"Don't talk about this, I can't control the affairs of the world when I wait for the Xiaomin to ascend." Ji Ping smiled and said to Uncle Jiu, "Regarding the issue you mentioned last time, I discussed it with the clan elders and thought it was okay. ”
Uncle Nine raised his eyebrows after hearing Ji Ping's words, obviously quite happy.
"Patriarch Ji, do you agree?"
Ji Ping nodded and said, "Of course, I can pass on the mental method to you now." ”
"Good, good, the kindness of Patriarch Ji, I will always remember Maoshan in my heart!" Uncle Nine said excitedly.
Ji Ping smiled: "Uncle Jiu's words are serious, the world of great contention, mutual support, not to mention that I also got the Shangqing Dadong True Scripture of your faction, which is not a kindness." ”
After that, Ji Ping passed on the Ancestral Dragon Dao Mental Method to the Ninth Uncle.
Uncle Nine felt Ji Ping's divine soul power and was shocked in his heart, Patriarch Ji couldn't enter it more than some time ago.
Now is not the time to think about Ji Ping's strength, when he gets the heart method, Uncle Nine took a quick look at it, and with his qualifications and understanding of cultivation, he knew the value of this exercise at a glance.
"Sure enough, it is an ancient exercise, and there is also a chapter on the power of the Great Dao of Enlightenment, Patriarch Ji, don't deceive me." Uncle Nine said in his heart.
"Uncle Nine, is it okay?" Ji Ping looked at Uncle Jiu's appearance and knew that the other party was quite satisfied.
"No problem!" Uncle Nine hurriedly said, "With this exercise, my second-generation disciple of Maoshan will definitely be able to plant the foundation of the Great Dao in a short period of time, and the art of fake pills will not be practiced." ”
Uncle Jiu's short-term is not the same as Ji Ping's short-term, and it can be seen from Jiang Li's example that without a year and a half, it is difficult to build a foundation even if he is like Shi Jian.
"Uncle Jiu, this method is extraordinary, and it can only be passed on to people close to you." Ji Ping reminded.
Uncle Nine naturally understood what Ji Ping meant, nodded and said: "Patriarch Ji rest assured, I have a set of screening methods in Maoshan, but I haven't used it for a long time, and I will never pass this method on to people with unrighteous intentions, let alone spread it." ”
"Patriarch Ji, in fact, there is a reluctant request from the poor Dao." Uncle Nine said with some shame.
Seeing this, Ji Ping smiled and said, "Uncle Nine, if you have something, you might as well say it directly, and I will do my best to help it." ”
"Patriarch Ji, although Maoshan has the method of flying to the sky and the earth, but the consumption is very large, I see that your sword technique has very low requirements for the true yuan, can you pass it on to me Maoshan?" Uncle Nine said embarrassedly, "Don't worry, my sect will definitely take out the corresponding treasures in exchange." ”
Ji Ping waved his hand and said: "The sword art is just a small way, and Uncle Nine doesn't have to be polite." ”
After that, Ji Ping taught the method of flying to Uncle Jiu.
In fact, the difficulty of the flying of the imperial sword is not in the imperial object, but in the use of the true yuan and the collusion with the avenue of the wind, as long as the ninth uncle and they cultivate the mental method of the ancestral dragon avenue, they will soon be able to figure out this way.
With such a favor, Ji Ping has no reason not to do it.
"Thank you, Patriarch."
Seeing Uncle Jiu's anxious appearance, Ji Ping didn't continue to talk about other topics, and the other party's mind had already flown away.
Uncle Nine was about to go back and try to cultivate, while Ji Ping was sitting on the chair, thinking about his future plans.
"The government and the court are unreliable, and there is no hope." Originally, Ji Ping thought that this world was different from Blue Star, and maybe the Central Plains would not have so many disasters, but now it seems that the future may be even more tragic than Blue Star, after all, the main world has a huge group of monks.
Judging from Uncle Jiu's previous words, there are about 2,000 disciples in Maoshan, and there will never be more than 10 similar sects, and the number of sect monks in the entire world should be less than 20,000.
There are two or three hundred masters in Maoshan in the realm of False Dan, and there should be less than one thousand in the whole world.
"I don't know how strong those big guys are." Ji Ping couldn't judge, and Uncle Nine never revealed the strength of Maoshan's previous generation.
"Compared to Europa, my strength is stronger than that of the cardinal, not necessarily compared to the archbishop, and there are one or two levels above." Ji Ping pondered, "No wonder even if Maoshan unites many sects and can only fight against one side of the force at most, these alien races have begun to take off since the decline of humanity, and the accumulation of so many years is immeasurable. ”
Ji Ping's heart began to be a little urgent, everything in the world is complicated, everything is developing in a bad direction, and it is becoming more and more difficult to revitalize his own clan.
Now, Ji Ping's Dao Perception has begun to encounter a bottleneck, and even in the small world of the Ancestral Garden, his progress has slowed down a lot.
"Get the Lei Lingzhu first, the current humane aura is still too weak." Ji Ping thought about it and prepared to advance the plot of the dungeon, so as not to be at a disadvantage in the competition in the main world.
As for whether he will be overtaken by the other monks, it is not so important, as long as these people can stand in the same camp. If the Central Plains falls apart, he can only take the people close to him to go away to the end of the world.
After figuring it out, Ji Ping's heart was much happier, what governor is England, there will always be a time to pay the price.
Ji Ping didn't know how long it would take, he still went back to Lanxing first, and he didn't go back for half a month, and the inventory in the store was about the same.
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Makou City, New World Entertainment, Ji Ping immediately contacted Gu Facai and Zhang Dayong after coming to the room.
During this period of time, the two of them have lived quite nourishingly, taking money for nothing and not working, in addition to reading books every day, it is a small gamble, I really hope that it will be so easy for the rest of my life.
After receiving Ji Ping's call, the two didn't dare to delay, and rushed over within a few minutes.
Ji Ping looked at the two who were slightly rich, didn't say anything, and threw out a list casually.
"Gu Facai, how long will it take?"
Gu Facai glanced at the list, in addition to the regular products last time, there were a variety of contraband in his imagination on the list this time.
"Boss, the arms may be a little late, and the other things will be ready in two days." Gu Facai said, he also took out a small notebook and handed it to Ji Ping, "Those antique gems and wood last time were about thirty percent, and sixty million were credited." ”
So much? Ji Ping couldn't see the quality of the antiques, and he didn't expect to be able to sell them for so much money.
"There are only 20 million antique gems, and the bulk is the precious wood you brought last time, boss." Gu Facai explained.
Timber!
Ji Ping really didn't expect that those rotten wood were so valuable?
"In recent years, the price of precious wood has risen sharply, and the price of 100-year-old golden silk is about 100,000 tons, more than 100 million yuan for a thousand years! Rosewood is a bit more expensive. Moreover, demand outstrips supply. Gu Facai saw that the boss didn't seem to be familiar with the price of timber, and introduced, "If the boss has channels, he can do more." Antique gemstones, not very easy to sell. ”
Ji Ping was happy in his heart, there are not many blue stars in this thing, but there are many in the main world, even if it has been harvested a lot by the royal families of various dynasties, but because of traffic problems, most of it is still retained. Not only the southwest, but also the South Seas have not been developed on a large scale at this time, and precious timber is all over the mountains, and maybe a tribal chief lives in a mansion worth hundreds of millions.