Chapter 470: Money Can Make Ghosts Grind
"Grass of life, no problem, let's take care of it!" said a monk patting his chest.
Su Fan nodded: "No matter which of you finds it, I will give him 10 million spirit crystals in exchange, thank you." β
"Wow, it's worthy of being a living immortal, it's really rich!"
"Thank you to the living immortals!"
β......β
With the help of so many monks, the odds of finding the Living Grass should be greater.
Subsequently, Su Fan took Xin Ming to the place agreed with Lao Du and them, and a group of eight people set off in the direction of the Spiritual Energy Secret Realm.
Along the way, Su Fan and Xin Ming walked in front, while Lao Du and his brothers followed behind and whispered.
"Lao Du, this kid spent so much money last night to invite the whole town to eat and live in the hotel, and today I don't know where to find a Five Tribulation Scattered Immortal as a guard, now we can't do it." β
"Yes, Lao Du, among our brothers, the one with the highest cultivation is you, the Three Tribulations Scattered Immortal, who may not be able to beat him. β
Lao Du's face sank, and he said coldly: "Why do you keep thinking about killing people, our team has a Five Tribulation Scattered Immortal, isn't it more convenient to explore the secret realm?"
"That's the truth, but didn't you say last night that you would enter the secret realm and kill him, and then swallow the 100 million spirit crystals without knowing it?"
It seems that compared to the good things in the secret realm, this group of scattered immortals values the 100 million spirit crystals more.
"Did I say that?" Lao Du said angrily: "Yes, I mean that if he is really in the foundation building period, we will kill him, but now that people are protected by the Five Tribulation Scattered Immortals, we can't act blindly." β
"Otherwise, after entering the secret realm, let's find an excuse to branch that Five Tribulations Scattered Immortal and attack that foundation building stage monk, how about it?" proposed, a young monk who had just stepped into the Scattered Immortal Realm.
Lao Du thought for a while, but still shook his head:
"I think this method is too risky, what if that Five Tribulation Scattered Immortal comes back halfway?"
The young man sighed and said: "Lao Du, Lao Du, you are really smart and confused for a while, if he comes back halfway, we will directly give him 10 million spirit crystals, do you think he will still work for that kid?"
When the monks heard this, they felt that what he said was indeed very reasonable.
As we all know, hiring a Five Tribulation Scattered Immortal can win it by dying 500,000 spirit crystals, and 10 million can make him earn a full twenty times, why not?
"In that case, let's do it. Lao Du nodded.
At this time, Su Fan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned around and walked towards them.
A smile on his face.
The six of them suddenly felt nervous.
Could it be ...... Did he hear it all?
However, Su Fan took out a few bottles of pills from the Qiankun Ring and smiled at them:
"Come, I'm about to go to the secret realm, I'll give you some elixirs to replenish spiritual energy. β
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
I was scared to death, and I thought that he had just heard the plan to kill for money......
But when they saw the brilliant elixir in their hands, the cool air that had just been relieved immediately gasped back.
Hissββ
This...... This......
Isn't this the legend that a top-grade tonic elixir that costs eight thousand spirit crystals?
How can you send it so casually?
Don't take other people's money for bad money!
Lao Du gritted his teeth and said, "This is too precious, let's ...... Why are you embarrassed?"
You must know that every time Su Fan spends a spirit crystal, they will grab one less spirit crystal for a while.
Therefore, Lao Du has regarded Su Fan's money as his own, and for such a luxurious practice, Lao Du feels that his heart is dripping blood.
"It's not expensive, it's only 10,000 spirit crystals, everyone can eat it casually, and then ask me after eating." β
As Su Fan spoke, he poured out a full hand of the best tonic elixir from the porcelain bottle, stuffed it into his mouth like eating a chocolate bean, and said vaguely:
"I've heard that there will be miasma protection on the outside of each secret realm, and it is rumored that the miasma inside is very ferocious, and you can't go without the spirit pill. β
As he spoke, the elixir in his mouth fell to the ground with a clatter.
The monks resisted the urge to tear him apart on the spot, and followed behind his ass to pick up the tonic elixir on the ground.
"What a stinky boy, I'll kill you when I get in!"
......
Half an hour later, everyone came to the Psionic Secret Realm.
As Su Fan said, outside the secret was a circle of green miasma that had accumulated over the years, and the ground was covered with a dense layer of white bones, which looked extremely terrifying.
In the secret realm, there are also fierce beasts roaring from time to time.
Listening to the beast spirit aura that came out of them, they were basically terrifying existences above the Three Tribulation Scattered Immortals, and there were spirit beast inner pills in their bodies, and the price was also surprisingly high, so they were very popular with all the monks.
The fur of the spirit beast can also be sold for a good price, but it is also accepted by ordinary auction houses.
"After walking for a long time, let's rest here first and get a camp out. β
Lao Du, the leader, is not bad, and he does things in an orderly manner.
"Su Xiaoyou, I wonder if I can borrow the Five Tribulations Scattered Immortal Big Brother by your side?"
"What are you going to do?" Su Fan wondered.
"That's right, I see that the brothers are a little thirsty after a long journey, and I want to go to the neighborhood to see if there is a clean water source to replenish everyone's strength. β
Lao Du frantically gave his brother a look.
"Yes, yes, I'm so thirsty," a scattered immortal immediately realized: "We came out in a hurry and didn't bring water, thank you Brother Du." β
"Hey, I thought it was a big deal, you told me when you were thirsty. β
Su Fan took out a few extremely delicate small bottles from the Qiankun ring and threw one bottle to each of them.
"Come, one bottle per person, ask me again if it's not enough. β
When the monks took the bottle, it showed four large characters written on it: "Water of Life"
Hissββ
Everyone took another sharp breath.
The so-called water of life is actually the snow water made by the melting of the ice and snow in the far north, and because it is extremely cold there, the ice and snow do not melt for thousands of years, so it cannot drop a few drops throughout the year.
But these few drops can make the injured heal themselves, make the dead wood spring, and make the seedlings grow wildly, so every drop is extremely expensive.
However, the small bottle that Su Fan gave them had to be at least 20 years old, and a bottle would have to sell for 200,000 spirit crystals.
A bottle of water with 200,000 spirit crystals, tell me now to quench my thirst?
Is there a mistake?
The monks held the water in a daze, not knowing whether they should drink it or not.
Su Fan drained a bottle in one gulp, looked at these people, and said suspiciously:
"What's the matter, why don't you drink it? Is there anything wrong with this water?"
Everyone looked at each other and coughed to hide their embarrassment.
"Isn't it too little to drink?"
Su Fan said helplessly: "No way, I originally wanted to buy a large bottle, but there is only such a small bottle to sell, so you can take it first." β
Monks: "......"
Nima, you still want to buy a large bottle of eaux-de-vie, don't go too far!
If you want to buy a big bottle, won't you buy two spirit stones like ordinary water?
Who gave you the usual fault!
Lao Du smiled with a dark face: "No, no, we think this is good...... Very good......"
"Pretty good, why don't you drink it?"
Everyone took a deep breath, resisted the urge to hit him, and said with a wry smile: "We're not thirsty now...... Hey...... Not thirsty. β
Good guy, a bottle of water with 200,000 spirit crystals is used to quench your thirst, and your brain is broken, right?
"I'm not thirsty, I'm not going to keep it for you, I'll use the rest myself." β
After speaking, Su Fan took out ten bottles of water of life from the Qiankun ring, drained five bottles in one go, and used the remaining five bottles to wash his face.
"Ha, that's cool!"
Tyrannical creatures!
The monks' hearts were about to break when they saw him doing this, and they frantically suppressed their urge to lie on the ground and lick Su Fan's face water, and could only watch them penetrate into the dirt little by little......
Who will cure this loser!
He, he, he, he...... It's too arrogant, domineering, doing whatever you want, and crazy......
Is there still a heavenly principle, is there still a royal law?
However, Su Fan didn't realize their murderous gaze at all, and calmly took out a handmade jade dragon silk scarf worth millions from the Qiankun ring, elegantly 'wiped' his face, and threw it on the ground.
Several monks couldn't bear it anymore, so they shouted loudly and rushed up at Su Fan......
Go and snatch the scarf at his feet.
Frightened, Su Fan hurriedly hid to the side.
"Don't rob it, it's mine!
"Lao Li, haven't you always wanted my family? You give it to me, and I'll give you the knife trick. β
"Get out of the way, how much is that thing worth of yours? Is it worth half a million? Don't be funny!"
"me out, be careful that Lao Tzu will kill you with a knife!"
β......β
For a while, several monks were almost about to fight over the silk scarf, and the scene became a mess.
Su Fan hurriedly pulled Xin Ming to hide far away, for fear of getting into trouble.
"Isn't it just a silk scarf? Are they fighting? I have a few more of them......
Su Fan lowered his head and rummaged through.
Xin Ming was so frightened that he hurriedly took his hand, "Senior Su, don't you dare to dig out again, if you dig it out again, you will die......"
Su Fan frowned and said, "But it's not a matter for them to be like this now." β
"That's right," Xin Ming nodded, "Then what do you say?"
Su Fan took out a stack of square scarves from the Qiankun ring, "In my opinion, give each of them a piece, so that they don't grab it like this again." β
Xin Ming: "......"
Well, you have the money, you have the final say......
"Hey, stop it, don't fight anymore!" Su Fan shouted at them.
However, the monks were almost ready to shoot their real fire, and their eyes were bloodshot.
"Shut up, it's none of your business!"
"You'd better stay away, otherwise be careful of the old man's ruthless knife technique!"
"Hmph, don't brag, let me teach you how to swordsmanship!"
β......β
Helpless, Su Fan had no choice but to raise the pile of silk scarves in his hand and said softly: "You really don't want to fight, can't I send one to each of you?"
Several monks stopped in an instant and turned their heads to look at Su Fan.
The next moment, the six monks were like wolves and tigers, and instantly pounced on Su Fan, so frightened that Su Fan hurriedly threw his hands and hid aside.
"Divide yourselves. β
What does it mean that money can make the devil grind?
Here it is.