Chapter Seventy-Four: The Deacon of Fang City (Ask for Follow-up!) )
The Golden Agenet Sword, refined by real gold in the West, will be accompanied by a sharp birdsong to the limit, and it is known for its speed.
This golden short sword was the flying sword that Meng Zhaode had prepared for himself to change his kendo.
Among the first-order flying swords, the Plantagenet belongs to the top wave.
To tell the truth, if you put it for sale in the market, it will cost you two or three hundred spirit stones more than the Mozhu Sword.
But it has been idle for a hundred years, and it has not been nourished by spiritual energy, and the inside of the Golden Agese Sword has been stagnant and obscure, and the mana is not working.
"In this case, you have to find a sword furnace to refine it once, and absorb enough hardware essence to repair it."
Bai Zichen flicked the Golden Finch Sword, making a dumb sound like dead wood.
"Go back and take the swordsmanship to warm it up, and see if it works."
If this Plantagenet Sword can be repaired, it will be better than the Mozhu Sword on many occasions.
I made up my mind that I would use my swordsmanship when I went back.
If it doesn't work, then ask for help from the Refining Hall through Elder Peng Chong.
The shock brought by the Galaxy Sword Array to Bai Zichen was too great, and he knew that he would not be able to successfully deploy the formation at all, but he always wanted to try it in his heart.
"It's too exaggerated to make up twelve flying swords, and it's hard for ordinary swords to cultivate a natal flying sword...... Twelve at once, no matter how much money you have, you can't help but make it like this! ”
The value of twelve first-order flying swords, Bai Zichen secretly smacked his tongue after a little calculation, let alone high-level flying swords.
The premise of that Galaxy Sword Monarch's unparalleled combat power was that his net worth was ten times that of a normal Yuanying True Monarch.
However, with the back of the original Taibai Sword Sect, it may be much easier to collect those many flying swords.
In addition to the above items, there are also two second-order talismans in the medium-grade storage bag, a yellow turban wrestler talisman, and a forbidden talisman, all of which are worth a lot of money.
"Senior Meng, as long as I have the day of the knot, I will definitely fulfill your last wish!"
After sorting out the things outside Meng Zhaode's body, Bai Zichen bowed in the direction of the abandoned cave and reiterated again.
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Qingfeng Menfang downtown street, in the three-story secluded room of a teahouse.
Lang Zhongping quickly dealt with the general affairs at hand, and a famous steward waited in line at the sect to receive him, and reported the recent events that required him to decide.
It will not take more than one cup of tea to talk to each steward, and no matter how tricky it is, Lang Zhongping will give a solution after a moment of hesitation.
If they can't reach a conclusion for a while, they will write down their opinions and forward them to other deacons for discussion, or submit them to the two mayors and elders.
As one of the four deacons in charge of specific affairs in Fang City, Lang Zhongping was in charge of all transactions between the Immortal Families of the Fellow Cultivators, and could be regarded as one of the powerful figures.
One of his decisions can affect the revenue of many immortal cultivation families for several years, and more scattered cultivation families rely on him to survive.
Lang Zhongping has a reputation among the deacons of Qingfeng Sect who is proficient in general affairs, and after being transferred to Fang City two years ago, the spirit stone in charge of the sect that is handed over every year has been rising.
However, in his early fifties, he still had a glimmer of hope for the Great Dao, and he still spent half of his time on cultivation every month.
"Lord Deacon, I heard that the sect intends to separate the Fang City and set up a hall?"
After the steward finished reporting, he did not leave the private room, but took two steps forward and quietly inquired.
"I heard that the new temple has a great impact, and we can't put our beaks on it. Before the head and the two ancestors spoke, they were all nonsense! ”
Lang Zhongping is invisible, this person is his confidant, and some important and private matters are entrusted to him on weekdays.
In another person, how dare you ask such a question.
When Fang City was first established, it was only a branch of the General Affairs Hall.
With the expansion of the scale, the number of spiritual stones handed over to the sect every year continues to increase, and the importance of the fang market increases.
It was first separated from the general affairs hall, and gradually formed a pattern of two elders and four deacons.
The wind has been blowing for several years, but Lang Zhongping knows that it is not so simple here.
The pattern of five halls and seven halls of Qingfeng Gate has been passed down for thousands of years, and how many interests will be involved in the addition of a new hall and how many people's positions will be affected.
It's not the intention of a few elders, and some middle-level deacons can do it by jumping up and down.
Lang Zhongping, a deacon with real power, gets involved in such things, and if he is not careful, he will be crushed.
Anyway, according to the information in his hand, due to the impact of the two wars between the righteous and the demon, the business in the market has increased by an average of thirty percent in the past few months. A large number of wings have been added to the periphery, and it is estimated that thousands of new people have been added to the vicinity of the scattered settlement city.
The next round of shop leases in Fang City can go up again, and his evaluation results are not to worry.
"Yes, yes...... In the evening, the Xu family wants to invite you to gather in Rumenglou, are you always free? If there are other arrangements, I will go back to the head of the Xu family. ”
"The Xu family...... Is it the Xu family who wants to lease a shop at No. 3 East Street B for 30 years? ”
Lang Zhongping immediately turned out the information of the Xu family from his mind, an ordinary casual cultivation family, visited several times, and wanted to rent a shop with a good location.
As long as there is a shop in the core area of Fang City, no matter what is sold, it is a stable income to ensure income during drought and flood.
Even if you don't have a stable production at home, you can make some hard-earned money by working harder, contacting a few supply channels and selling some raw materials.
In recent years, as the fang market has become more and more prosperous, the few remaining shops are no longer for sale, and even a few shops that urgently need spirit stones due to changes have been recycled at a high price.
There are three types of leases: 10, 20 and 30 years.
"You kid, how much benefit did you receive from the old man of the Xu family, and pass the word for him?"
"I can't hide anything from you...... I'm not thinking that the old man of the Xu family said that he would marry his granddaughter to the adult's mansion as a concubine, you are always alone in the Fang City, and there is no one to serve around, so you should come down. Otherwise, no matter how many spirit stones Xu Jiasai has, the little one won't dare to help him deliver the words. ”
"You, you...... That's it, if you have nothing to do tonight, let's go and see what old man Xu is calculating. Thirty years is long, and it is not easy to do so in the door now. ”
Lang Zhongping stretched out his hand and nodded at the young steward, recalling the beautiful girl who followed the head of the Xu family at the last banquet, and agreed as soon as his heart was hot.
"Hehe, it's not your old saying that you can rent for a few years."
Seeing that the matter was done, the young steward also gave an explanation for the door bag that received the ten spirit stones from the head of the Xu family, and happily prepared to go out to arrange the banquet of Rumenglou.
"Lord Deacon, there is an inner disciple Bai Zichen who asks to see him, and he is already waiting in the VIP hall on the second floor."
There were two light clicks outside the door, and a fireworker said through the door.
"This time...... My lord, why don't you see him later? ”
At this point, it was too late for the dinner, and the young steward complained in his heart that this inner disciple did not pick the time to come to the door, but when he turned his head, he found that Lang Zhongping had jumped up from the couch.
"Hurry up and invite Senior Brother Bai up...... No, I'll go down to see him, and you go and take out the best spiritual tea in the library and brew it. ”
Lang Zhong leveled his entire robe, and went to the VIP hall on the second floor in three or two steps.
The young steward was stunned, when did his own deacon become so enthusiastic.
I remember that last year, a true disciple came to visit Fang City, and Deacon Lang didn't take the initiative to lower his rank to greet him.