It is no exaggeration to say that Li Mingyang's biggest wish has always been to sleep well. Ever since the day he swallowed the Nether Pill, he had never had a day of relaxation, and even every day his efforts were doubled compared to before. He always thought that he had too little time and too little time, so he had to do more than others.

Especially after getting acquainted with the wheel, the wheel gave him more and better ways to cultivate, and Li Mingyang naturally cherished it even more. And when the wheel of the wheel was reduced to a ghost in a spirit state in order to help him, Li Mingyang had even more difficulty sleeping. Although the trip to the underworld is a bit thrilling, it is a happy ending for everyone after all.

This time, Li Mingyang really just wanted to sleep well, and didn't think about how his cultivation was, nor how to arrange the array. There is no need to find a way out for the people of Jingshan City, let alone worry about whether the wheel will be lost one day.

Get a good night's sleep, this is Li Mingyang's greatest wish now.

It's a pity that the reason why people often love and hate a wish is because it is basically difficult to achieve.

Li Mingyang only felt as if he had just fallen asleep, and suddenly heard Luo Su shouting in a panic in his ear: "Brother Li, Brother Li, wake up quickly, something is wrong, something is wrong." ”

Li Mingyang forcibly endured the idea that he wanted to strangle Luo Su, and looked at Luo Su with bloodshot eyes: "Say, what happened, if it's such a 'big event' as the death of the donkey in Aunt Rong's house, don't blame me for beating you." ”

After becoming a home, he knew what it meant to be entangled in trivial matters, and while being admired, he also had to deal with all kinds of problems for everyone. However, after seeing the panic in Luo Su's eyes, Li Mingyang suddenly realized that something was wrong, and without waiting for her to explain slowly, he got up and looked directly in the direction of the camp.

At a glance, he saw that in the camp there was now a group of monks rampaging everywhere.

"What's going on?" asked Li Mingyang's eyelids.

"I don't know, these people came here early in the morning, saying that we took their territory and asked us to pay taxes. Luo Su said with a slight cry: "Uncle He didn't want to disturb you, but those people were too fierce, so Uncle He went up to say a few words to them, and his leg was broken directly." ”

"You go to Mrs. Luo and tell everyone else not to come out of the camp. Li Mingyang said in a deep voice and ran directly to the main camp.

The area that Wang Qing divided into Jingshan City and the others in Lingyan City was actually very small, except for the place to stay, there was only a small area that could be regarded as a place where they could move freely. Now these monks are all wantonly occupying all the free areas, and there are even people who are constantly driving the people of Jingshan City in the camp, as long as anyone hesitates, they will be punched and kicked.

Li Mingyang walked into the crowd with a cold face, first shouted loudly, but found that these monks were indifferent at all, and finally he had to personally stop the few people who were still going to make a move, and finally stopped the atrocities of these people.

"Who are you and what are you doing here? Li Mingyang had ten thousand impulses to kill people in his heart, but looking at the hard-won stability, he could only grit his teeth and ask.

"Are you Li Mingyang?" the first monk asked angrily.

The temperament on the other party's body made Li Mingyang somewhat surprised, he had never seen a ruffian monk, although cultivators did not necessarily have to Dao Bone Immortal Style, but it was the first time he had seen such a thorough monk who was decadent.

"I'm Li Mingyang, what are you doing here?" asked Li Mingyang with a frown.

"We came early in the morning to collect taxes, but the people here seem to be very uninteresting, so we can only greet them first. The ruffian monk said nonchalantly.

This person's cultivation is only the fifth level of the Phantom Spirit Realm, although it is not bad, but it really can't be compared with Li Mingyang, but he doesn't look like he takes Li Mingyang in his eyes at all.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Li Mingyang immediately took back the question he still wanted to ask. He was still very puzzled about why the other party would collect taxes, and even more curious about why such a ruffian guy would collect taxes, but he soon figured out the key to it. Thinking about it, there are also dark forces in this Lingyan City, and the taxes they collect will naturally not go to the hands of those in charge, but they will raise them more fat.

Li Mingyang just wanted to be safe, and asked directly: "Say, how much do we need to pay." ”

As soon as he heard Li Mingyang's words, the ruffian monk's eyes suddenly lit up, and the greed on his face became stronger. And at this moment, some people who were hiding not far away and watching couldn't help but smile.

"Sure enough, as the adults said, this kid is a pustule with a spirit stone. Such an idiot, if you don't beat it well, you're really sorry for yourself. A pot-bellied monk laughed, turned around and waved his hand and said, "The boys will follow me, and each of them will have a high-grade spirit stone afterwards." ”

At the same time, there were actually five or six groups of monks who began to move around the camp of the people of Jingshan City.

Wang Qing, who was standing on a tall tower farther away, saw the team of monks in Jingshan City's civilian station starting to move, and a somewhat vicious smile appeared on his face: "Stinky boy, I let you not even know how to die." ”

It is naturally inconvenient for him Wang Qing to directly snatch a monk in the city, but if he borrows a knife to kill someone, naturally many people are willing to use him as a knife.

At this time, the ruffian monk who appeared at the beginning had already decided that Li Mingyang was definitely timid and afraid, and he was even more proud for a while, stretched out a finger and said with a big grin: "I have also heard that it is not easy for you people to come all the way here, and I will not embarrass you, a thousand high-grade spirit stones will do." ”

Although 1,000 top-grade spirit stones are still not a lot of money for the current Li Mingyang, although most of the 30,000 top-grade spirit stones obtained from Jingshan City have been spent, now Li Mingyang is an unrivaled rich man among the Qingling Realm monks after all.

But in the final analysis, one thousand high-grade spirit stones are one hundred thousand lower-grade spirit stones, and one hundred thousand lower-grade spirit stones are even enough to support a thousand ordinary Phantom Spirit Realm cultivators for normal cultivation. You must know that at the beginning, Li Mingyang was already a disciple that Great Elder Guo Yunshan had to take care of in the Linglong Sect, and he only had a hundred spirit stones to withdraw in a month. The other party's lion opened his mouth, which was really beyond Li Mingyang's guess.

"I can tolerate your double taxation, but I can't tolerate you being too greedy. Li Mingyang said flatly in a voice that was neither too big nor too small, and then said: "A hundred high-grade spirit stones, at most, there are only these." ”

"One hundred high-grade spirit stones?" The ruffian monk glared at Li Mingyang with an exaggerated expression: "Are you sure you're not joking, do you really think that a hundred high-grade spirit stones can send me away?"

As a result, before he could continue questioning, the five or six groups of monks who had set out from different directions arrived here at the same time. These people were no different from the original group of monks, and they walked in rampantly with no one in their eyes, and walked in front of Li Mingyang.

"You are Li Mingyang?" at the same time, three leading monks asked with either sneers or disdain.

"You're also here to collect taxes?" asked Li Mingyang, who asked without a teacher.

Several of the monks who took the lead nodded with satisfaction, with an expression of "count you as acquaintances".

"You all want a thousand high-grade spirit stones, too?" Li Mingyang continued to ask.

The fat, pot-bellied monk looked at the ruffian-looking monk and said, "You've already negotiated the price with him?"

"yes. The ruffian monk said, looking back.

"That's going to be easy. The pot-bellied monk smiled, and then looked at Li Mingyang: "That's the price, none of us want more, no one wants more, I think young master, you shouldn't be the one who lacks this spirit stone." Hurry up and hand it over, and we'll take them away at once, so it's good for you, me, and the people behind you, isn't it? ”

The fat-bellied friar had the attitude of a businessman, and in a few words it seemed as if he was going to negotiate this business.

But at this time, the ruffian monk sneered and said, "Old Song, you are thinking too much, the eldest young master of the family seems to be not very satisfied with the price we offered." ”

"Oh, and that's not a good bargain. The fat monk glanced at Li Mingyang in surprise, and asked with a smile, "Young Master, what do you mean?"

"People only want to give a hundred. The ruffian monk interjected directly.

As soon as these words came out, several leading monks around them all sneered, and one of the good deeds couldn't wait to pull out a silver sword, shook the horizontal flesh of his face and said: "A hundred spirit stones want to send you Grandpa Huang? Since you don't want to take it, then you don't need to take it, Grandpa, I'll just send you on the road." ”

Looking indifferently at the reactions of the people around him, Li Mingyang's mood became worse and worse. He didn't live in the Xianmen since he was a child, he understood the world outside the Xianmen. As long as there are people, there will be fighting, and where there is open fighting, there will be secret fighting. The more prosperous a place is, the darker it becomes. It's just that Li Mingyang can't accept that there will suddenly be so many people who want to find trouble for themselves.

When he was talking to that ruffian monk about the price, although he knew that there would be some twists and turns, in his opinion, if he could really buy a peace with a hundred high-grade spirit stones, he would only think that he had lost a hundred high-grade spirit stones.

But now seeing the appearance of these people, Li Mingyang suddenly realized that these people dared to come to find him, and they must have been instructed by someone behind them. These people must be competitors in the final analysis, even if they are outsiders, in their eyes, they are all fat sheep who can only be swallowed by themselves, no matter how they say, it is impossible for so many forces to slaughter a fat sheep together.

Thinking of this, Li Mingyang suddenly laughed, looked at the few leading monks around him and said, "I really didn't expect a few elders to come together, they spent too many spirit stones before, and now they really don't have so many on their bodies." However, a few bosses can rest assured, the matter of the spirit stone is not impossible, but I need to contact the people at home. I'll contact someone over there to send the spirit stone, and then I will honor a few more bosses, how about it?"

A few leading monks didn't expect Li Mingyang's attitude to change so quickly, and they didn't even know what to say for a while, a few people, you look at me, I look at you, after a stalemate for a while, the fat monk coughed lightly and said: "How long do you have to wait, we are all here with people, one by one, we can't go back because of your words." ”

"Don't worry, it won't be too long, it will be delivered by late afternoon at the latest, and at noon at the earliest. A few bosses settle down here for a while, and I'll get in touch. Li Mingyang said to these people earnestly.

Although these monks who took the lead were a little hesitant, they thought that there would be no problems if they were guarding here, and the person who gave them the task did not say how much trouble they could make, and in their opinion, it was better to be more stable if they could make things peaceful.

"You'd better hurry up, I don't have that much patience with your Grandpa Huang. The big man with a meaty face roared menacingly, but in the end, he followed a few other monks who took the lead and waited in several teahouses and restaurants not far away.

When Li Mingyang turned around, he was almost about to crush his teeth, and the green tendons on his forehead could no longer be restrained, and they burst out one by one.

"Brother Li, do you want to give them so many spirit stones again?" Luo Su, who had been watching from behind, saw Li Mingyang return to the camp, and immediately greeted him with a sad face.

He Chaorong is the most capable of doing things among the ten captains in Jingshan City, although he doesn't understand the specific value of spirit stones, but when he sees the greed that flashed in his eyes when these people talk about high-grade spirit stones, he can also guess the value of these spirit stones. As soon as Li Mingyang returned to the camp, He Chaorong stepped forward with a guilty face and said: "My lord, don't give them any more spirit stones, it's really not okay, we will pay them all these cheap lives, they can't kill us all." Your Excellency, you've done enough, and we can't afford to repay it. ”

Looking at He Chaorong with a painful face, Li Mingyang sighed, shook his head and said: "You underestimate their greed and ruthlessness too much, they don't want to let us live at all, these people are already wolf-hearted." ”

"Then ...... you" He Chaorong's face was even more puzzled, since Li Mingyang also knew that these people's greed was endless, why did he still promise to give them spirit stones.

Li Mingyang smiled very strangely, and his face with a cheerful smile was still marked with boundless killing intent at this moment: "Since they want me to die so much, then I can only let them taste the taste of death." I've always paid attention to the principle of fair exchange, they like to play, so they have to play, and they can't quit if they want to. ”

Looking at the strange smile that suddenly appeared on Li Mingyang's face, He Chaorong suddenly took back all the words he originally wanted to say, and after hesitating for a moment, he asked with a resolute face: "My lord, what can I do for you." ”

Now even if Li Mingyang asked He Chaorong to bring any secret weapon to fight those people, He Chaorong would not frown.

But Li Mingyang smiled more and more brightly, took out ten high-grade spirit stones and handed them to He Chaorong, and instructed: "You are responsible for stabilizing them, go and invite dozens of girls, you don't need to be monks, as long as you are beautiful girls, you can invite as many as you can, and all of them are invited here to accompany them." ”

Turning his head to look at the many monks who were eyeing him not far away, Li Mingyang sneered and said, "Since you are so kind to come and play games with me, I have to let them be merry ghosts, so that they don't have to go to the underworld and say that I am not interesting enough." ”