The amount of a sea grape was too small, and Xi Mo swallowed it before he had time to taste it.

There are two of them, she couldn't help but reach out her hand, pull another one, and continue to taste it. Not long after, a large bunch of sea grapes all entered her stomach alone.

She was a little drunk, and she couldn't help but burp, and a sweet smell of wine came to her face. Her cheeks were red, her eyes were misty, as if she was awake from a dream, and she didn't know what she was thinking, and she couldn't stop laughing.

Mao seems to be on the boat at this time, if he is, maybe he, the master, can still see a little bit of cattiness, remind Xi Mo, strangers' things, must not be eaten indiscriminately.

Although it was useless to remind them, they couldn't move this great god, so they could only avoid its edge.

Because they had to prepare a lot of supplies to go to sea, the grandfather and grandson had to return to the small fishing village on the shore and mobilize all the villagers to help them.

The villagers are usually very poor, so how can they have any surplus food at home? Even if they have money, they can't buy anything.

As a last resort, the two ran to the nearest town overnight. The bazaar here is quite lively, and all kinds of supplies are easy to see, but its reserves are too small, not enough for a year, let alone thirty or fifty years.

"Uncle, I knew it would be so difficult, we should have bought and bought all the way in the first place, so we wouldn't waste time like this. ”

At the same time, Ren was a little distressed and turned his money bag, which was already empty and shriveled. The money he used to get from his clothes has been squandered these days.

"Boy, at that time, your uncle and I were running for my life, how could I care about so much, for the sake of today, I can only run another big town. Alas~~~"

The people on the big ship, and a few of them were ordinary people, who needed a lot of living supplies. Even if they are monks and can resist hunger, they can't stop the fireworks at will, and if they want to live with food and drink, they can only reach the legendary saint level.

The god kings couldn't go without eating or drinking, so they didn't dare to go to sea easily without thirty or fifty years of reserves for this material. Fortunately, with the help of the reserve purse, even if those things are piled up, they can easily pack them in.

Although he has only been promoted to a small monk, he is no weaker than Mao for the wonderful use of this storage purse.

The city was far away from the coast, and the two of them traveled day and night, using the speed of cultivation, and it still took three days and three nights.

The city was more than three times larger than the previous one, and in order to solve the problem of difficulty in using money, Ren had to take the clothes he had obtained from the ruins of the god king and pawn it in a pawnshop.

This is the second time he has stepped into the door of the pawnshop, and at this time, his heart is still a little empty, and he is just calm.

At that time, there was a cute little cutie with a very sweet mouth beside him, who was a little naughty bag, and he didn't cause him much trouble. Thinking of this, he felt a little regretful.

Originally, according to the plan, he wanted to stay in the Xunyang Mountain Taiyi Sect for at least ten years. The little cutie and the three stone people can come to him at any time, and they won't miss each other.

Unexpectedly, the facts have changed, and in just one month's effort, the great sect that had been passed down for several generations was occupied by the Warcraft. I don't know if any of the monks in the Lingyin Continent have united to deal with the invasion of demonic beasts.

These seaside cities, far away from the hinterland of Qingyun, are also rich and peaceful at this moment, and they have not been affected.

It took ten sets of women's clothes to finally fill the money bag.

In this continent, the status of women is actually not high, so women's clothing is not as valuable as men's clothing. Moreover, as a big man, he really doesn't need these clothes.

Mao on the side looked at the flushed appearance of either side, and couldn't help but joke: "Boy, I have prepared so many women's clothes, I don't want to start a family, right?"

"Uncle, what are you talking about? This dress was picked up by me, and it's a pity to lose it, so I put it away. If we didn't have them, we wouldn't have to worry about getting supplies now, and it would have been a problem to have enough to eat. ”

A penny is stumped for a hero, and anyone knows this very well.

"Boy, in the end, it's still your skills that are too poor to do anything. If you can practice the magic of turning stones into gold at home, even the mountains can also be turned into mountains of gold by you, so why worry about having no money. ”

He can only order the golden sand at most now, and he can only order it once a day, otherwise it will be too much spiritual power, and he will be able to drain him at once.

The two of them had a clear goal, that is, they went to the largest grain store in the city, like an explosion of wealth, arrogantly threw down a few bags of silver, and asked for people's granaries, the more the better.

He had too much gold, and he didn't bargain yet, but gave a price of selling it in pieces, and those merchants who sold grain had no reason to obey, so they led the two of them straight to the warehouse.

The dusty door is large, and the two of them are like a game, depending on who fills the storage purse first.

"Haha...... Uncle, it's been so long since you've had Mishan in front of you, and there's still so much! If you take it all away, how many days will it take?"

The two of them were standing in front of two piles of grain at this time, one was a mountain of rice and the other was a mountain of flour. Mao's storage purse was already stuffed to the brim, and there was no reduction in it.

Fortunately, he had wandered in the ruins of the God King for a hundred years, and he had picked up many purses left behind by monks, which was still beneficial for loading things at this time.

"Phew! The victory and defeat have just begun, and they are not over yet! You can see that the ability of the uncle is not something you can underestimate. ”

Mao pursed his lips, and he didn't admit defeat and accelerated the pace of collection. In order to catch up with the progress, he took a purse in his left and right hands to increase the intensity of absorption.

For a while, the wind swept away, and the speed at which the mountain disappeared was so much faster than the flour mountain in front of him.

Anyone who is not convinced also takes out a purse to speed up the progress of collecting supplies.

Seeing this, Mao couldn't help but say comfortingly: "Boy, your spiritual power is so poor, do you want to wait for your purse to squeeze you ********?"

Ren wiped the sweat from the corner of his forehead, "Uncle, you said it was late, I just carried out two purses at the same time, and now I am uncomfortable to death." ”

He was feeling a little lightheaded, and he especially wanted to sleep.

"Just stop, whatever. Keep the quantity under control, don't put yourself in it. ”

Mao seemed to be doing things while distractedly mentioning anything.