Chapter Forty-Eight: How Poor
Fortunately, if he ran into Meng Guan, if he ran into other monks, I am afraid that he would have another life in his hands.
Thinking about Meng Guan's expression at that time and the question he blurted out, Wei Fan couldn't help but laugh a little.
This kind of thing, he really asked.
But thinking about it, Wei Fan was relieved.
He and Meng Guan are friends, and when they see that their friends are destroying their corpses, it is okay to ask.
If it were someone else, Meng Guan would probably have already used the secret to escape the moment he saw this scene.
Why did you still come forward and ask?
"At that time, I had just left the Chiling Gold Mine for only a hundred miles, and I saw a person who looked like Brother Wei kill a loose cultivator with a sword, and I was startled at that time, and I hurriedly took up the breath and hid aside, and I didn't dare to admit it."
Hearing Wei Fan's words, Meng Guan's old face turned red, and his beard jumped and added two more sentences.
It wasn't until he hid in the dark and observed that he found that it was indeed Brother Wei, that he came out and recognized Brother Wei. Alas, I later learned that the scattered cultivator actually had a feud with a Taoist friend, and it was not a pity to die! ”
In the end, Meng Guan shook his head, and a trace of ruthlessness appeared on his face.
Looking at his appearance, it seemed that it was him, not Wei Fan, who wanted to crush Chen Zhou's bones and scatter ashes.
And after listening to the description of the two, He Song was also speechless for a while.
Who would have thought that when Wei Fan left Xianfang to help him kill people, he could bring Meng Guan back by the way.
When he saw Wei Fan and Meng Guan at the gate of the courtyard just now, He Song didn't expect it.
But this kind of thing really happened.
This......
It can only be said that it is too coincidental.
"By the way, I brought back some of Chen Zhou's ashes and put them in his storage bag, give them." After explaining the matter clearly, Wei Fan quickly took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to He Song.
Before leaving the small courtyard, he promised He Song to bring back some ashes.
Now Chen Zhou is also dead, his body has been burned, and his ashes are ...... Naturally, I brought a little bit back.
Not much, but enough.
As for the storage bag, it was naturally found from Chen Zhou's body.
A small storage bag with a one-metre square space for storage.
In the Magic Weapon Pavilion, you can usually buy a hundred spirit stones.
The storage bag on Chen Zhou's body is like this.
Although for a monk in the early stage of Qi cultivation and the middle stage of Qi training, a hundred spirit stones is already a lot.
But for Wei Fan, who was in the late stage of Qi training, this storage bag did not arouse his interest.
Take the storage bag.
He Song immediately entered a spiritual power.
Suddenly, a bunch of things all appeared in front of He Song.
A small jar.
A few runes.
A small pile of spirit stones.
A few changes of clothes.
A thick earth decision.
There are a few other miscellaneous things.
His gaze swept over one thing after another, and He Song's gaze paused for a moment on the small can.
If he guessed correctly, Chen Zhou's ashes should be in this small jar.
As for other things.
He Song also glanced at it and quickly calculated the price.
A few spirit runes, all of which are low-grade spirit runes, are worth about twenty to thirty spirit stones.
A small pile of spirit stones, He Song counted them, a total of fifty-four.
A change of clothes is worthless, thick soil is never worth anything, and miscellaneous things are worthless.
To sum it up.
Chen Zhou's belongings, plus the storage bag, are worth about one hundred and eighty spirit stones.
"It's so poor."
With a secret sigh in his heart, He Song shook his head, only feeling that this bit of belongings was really not worthy of Chen Zhou's status as a casual cultivator.
Don't they all say that loose cultivators are richer than Xianfang monks?
Looking at it now, it doesn't seem to be good.
But after thinking about it, He Song was relieved again.
Casual cultivation, all of them are making a living by licking blood from the edge of the knife, and the resources obtained are probably basically used for their own cultivation.
If it weren't for joining Xianfang to become a Lingzhifu and having a stable income, this Chen Zhou's net worth probably wouldn't be so much.
Thinking about himself again, He Song was dumbfounded.
This Chen Zhou is quite rich.
There are only a dozen spirit stones on his body now, and he doesn't even have a storage bag.
If you really want to talk about it, you are still the poorest.
"Fellow Daoist, you can accept these loot, and remember to owe me personal favors in the future."
On the side, seeing He Song pouring out all the things in the storage bag, Wei Fan smiled and said.
In the small circle of the three, He Song's cultivation is the lowest, and the annual dedication is also the lowest.
Now that he has finally broken through to the middle stage of Qi training, Nian Feng has just increased, and he is not too rich.
Wei Fan himself was a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator, and he had obtained a lot of resources.
Meng Guan is a sixth-level Qi cultivator, and after being a small leader in the mineral vein for three years, he must be considered a solid net worth.
Only He Song has just broken through the middle stage of Qi training, and he has not yet started to take this year's New Year.
Seeing that He Song was so poor, he naturally wanted to help one or two.
Wait a few years.
When He Song began to take the Nian Feng in the middle of Qi training, he would gradually have more money on hand.
At that point, there is no need to worry about such trivial matters.
It's just more than a hundred spirit stones, and he Wei Fan doesn't care about it yet.
After a few years, He Song wouldn't care about this spirit stone.
The words about remembering human feelings are just a pretext for He Song to accept these things.
"That's right, Daoist friends should put it away, it's good to remember him when the time comes, now that you have broken through to the middle stage of Qi training, the number of spirit stones you have obtained has increased, and you will know in a few years, this spirit stone is nothing more than Er'er."
Seeing that Wei Fan opened his mouth to persuade, Meng Guan also nodded and persuaded.
He was the manager of the Elixir Pavilion before, and although he was not as high as Wei Fanxiu, he also understood the Tao of some Immortal Fang monks.
Xianfang monk, although the annual service earned by his position is not much.
However, there are other benefits.
For example, Zhao Lin, a talisman master, in addition to the Nian Feng of Xianfang, can also earn spirit stones by making talismans.
In the Immortal Fang Nian Feng alone, the spirit stones that can be obtained in a year may be relatively small.
However, if you add the spirit stones that can be earned by cultivating the true hundred arts, the income will increase greatly.
This is also the main reason why the vast majority of mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivators can save spirit stones.
Ordinary cultivation, buying pills, buying magic weapons, buying spirit runes, buying spells, these are all things that cost spirit stones.
If there is no additional input, relying on the annual dedication issued by Xianfang alone can only be stretched.
In a few years, it has been possible for ordinary monks to practice a hundred arts of cultivation and earn spirit stones by relying on it.
That's why they say a few years later.
"Okay, then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, and this favor will be remembered in your heart." After He Song thought about it, he didn't refuse.
Since Wei Fan and Meng Guan intend to help, they should go down.
On the contrary, as they said, after a few years, no one will care about these more than 100 spirit stones.
Moreover, He Song will also keep this favor in his heart.
However, He Song was a little skeptical of their words.
Because three years have passed.
He Song's introduction to the formation path is still not an entry.
Moreover, even if he has entered the formation path and can arrange the spirit gathering array, it is impossible for him to risk his life to help others set up the formation to obtain spirit stones.
Therefore, whether he can treat more than a hundred spirit stones as nothing after a few years.
He Song himself didn't dare to guarantee it.