In the face of this sudden benefit, He Song suddenly had a trace of vigilance in his eyes.

This man.

What exactly do you want to do?

Reverse zeroing?

Do you want to show yourself a little favor and take advantage of this opportunity to get close?

But why?

I'm just selling some spiritual rice, what's worth getting close to?

More than 22,000 catties of spiritual rice are only the output of ten acres of spiritual land for two years, and it stands to reason that it is not much.

Moreover, these two thousand spirit stones did not need to be taken out by Jiang Jun in front of him.

Like this, the spirit stones used to purchase the spirit rice elixir were all taken out by the elixir pavilion.

Jiang Jun came to receive him, but it was just a hand, and these spirit stones had nothing to do with him.

And so it goes.

Why does Jiang Jun raise some prices?

What are his intentions?

But.

It was also when He Song's heart was full of vigilance, and when he felt that Jiang Jun must have an intention, a certain possibility suddenly came to mind in his mind.

Could it be that this person wants to take kickbacks?

Judging from Jiang Jun's responsibility to purchase the elixir spirit rice, his responsibility for the management of the elixir pavilion is the only place where he can obtain gray benefits.

When buying elixir, or spiritual rice, slightly raise the price for the other party.

Then, split the account with the other party.

In this way, both of them have benefited and have common interests.

Jiang Jun's motive for raising the price seemed to be clear in an instant.

Thinking of this, He Song looked at Jiang Jun in his gaze, and suddenly there was a hint of strangeness.

"Han Daoyou, listen to me, Han Daoyou's spiritual rice is a good spiritual rice, full of particles, and the inner aura is sufficient, it is really a first-class spiritual rice, and the quality is excellent."

"At this price, there are also conditions below."

"If Han Daoyou agrees to be here, if there is any more spiritual rice for sale in the future, he will come to me again, and he will buy all these spiritual rice at the price of two thousand spirit stones."

"I don't know what Han Daoyou's opinion is."

As he spoke, a small note appeared in Jiang Jun's hand.

As the voice continued, a trace of spiritual power also poured out from the tips of his fingers, carving lines of handwriting on the note.

Wait until the words fall.

The note in Jiang Jun's hand was also waved in front of He Song by him.

The immortal cultivator's eyesight was amazing, and He Song naturally saw the handwriting on the note at a glance.

"Han Daoyou, these twenty spirit stones, let's divide the account fifty-fifty, and the ten spirit stones, you can put them in the small freight storage bag."

A glance.

He Song's heart was suddenly in his heart.

At the same time, looking at Jiang Jun's gaze, it was even more strange.

Really.

Almost every one of these monks, who held a middle-level management position in the Immortal Circle, had their own gray income.

Jiang Jun is like this, Zhao Lin is like this, and even He Song is actually the same.

It's just that the three of them have different means of obtaining gray income.

Jiang Jun was manipulating the purchase price, and he could get ten spirit stones at one time.

Zhao Lin is working on the duty of inviting people to join the Immortal Fang, and there should be a lot of spirit stones harvested at one time.

He Song himself is on the loss of the medicine garden, and after a year's loss, there are also more than a dozen spirit stones.

It's just that He Song didn't expect that this Jiang Jun's gray income would come from this way.

And depending on the situation, Jiang Jun is already familiar with this, and it seems that the harvest on weekdays is not small.

"Okay, if there is still spiritual rice for sale in the future, I will definitely come to find Brother Jiang in the future."

Seeing that Jiang Jun was not hostile, but just wanted to make money, He Song thought for a while, and after feeling that there was no problem, he immediately opened his mouth and agreed.

Even, in order to shorten the distance between the two, Brother Jiang did not hesitate to call out.

Taking the small cargo storage bag on the side, He Song's heart moved, and ten spirit stones were suddenly put into it.

And on the side.

After seeing He Song's actions, the smile on Jiang Jun's face also flashed.

It's rare to have an opportunity to get ten spirit stones like this.

If it weren't for the fact that He Song's spiritual rice was of really good quality, he wouldn't have been able to find such an opportunity.

"In this way, I will wait for Brother Han here here, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely invite Brother Han to drink three cups!"

The deal is negotiated.

Both sides also got what they wanted.

Naturally, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and the two replaced the wine with tea, and after a toast, the transaction ended quickly.

One thousand nine hundred and ninety spirit stones are in hand.

He Song said goodbye to Jiang Jun and rushed to the inn of Lingtu Xianfang non-stop.

In every Xianfang, there are several inns, and some foreign monks, who have no place to stay for the time being, and do not want to leave the Xianfang at night, will live in these inns.

However, the daily room price of the inn is much more expensive than renting.

One day you need a spirit stone.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a lot of money and didn't want to stay here for a long time, it would have been rare for monks to rent in the inn.

Renting a room in an inn requires thirty spirit stones a month, and renting a room on the periphery of Xianfang costs only ten spirit stones a month.

Arguably.

In the room on the periphery of Xianfang, if Sanxiu gritted his teeth and could live for a while.

Then, the inn is not a place for ordinary casual training.

The aura here is strong, and it can even catch up with the inner circle of Xianfang, and at the same time, there is also a formation, which can hide everything in the room without being disturbed in any way.

Of course, there are formations, and the price of living in the inn is naturally expensive.

I opened a room in the inn and renewed the lease for five days.

He Song quickly stepped into the room, and immediately opened the formation in the inn, hiding all the aura in his room.

Afterwards.

He Song didn't look at the quaint decoration in the room, and directly took off all his black robes.

As the fire in the room ignited, the black robe He Song wore on his body instantly turned into ashes.

At the same time, He Song used the Imperial Technique and manipulated his spiritual power to wash himself and the two storage bags on his body.

After washing his whole body and the two storage bags with spiritual power, leaving absolutely no trace marks, He Song took out a black robe again and shrouded himself.

Forthwith.

His figure suddenly escaped into the ground, and he rushed out of the inn in an instant, and quickly moved away from the Lingtu Immortal Fang, and fled towards the Zhushan Immortal Fang in the west direction.

This.

It is the way He Song has thought of getting out a long time ago.

After shooting Lingmi, He Song didn't dare to guarantee that he would not be targeted.

However, once you live in the inn, those who have their eyes on you will definitely wait outside the inn.

Killing is forbidden in the fairy fang.

This is especially true in inns.

Naturally, there is no need to worry about security issues.

And himself, as soon as he lived in the inn, opened the concealment formation in the inn and hid all the breath.

And so it goes.

Even if he escapes into the ground in the next moment, he will escape away with the art of retreating.

In the case of maintaining the secret of breathing, no one will find out that he is underground.

(End of chapter)