Chapter 472 Continuous Breakthroughs

Being despised by a little dumpling, Wu Zun scratched his head.

He is used to being poor.

But habit does not mean acceptance.

He has always wanted to rise up, break through the shackles of fate, and become the richest man in the cultivation world who is full of spiritual stones and natural resources, and can throw away earthly treasures at will.

However, the dream is full and the reality is too skinny.

Born into a secular prince's family, he was born as the young prince of Zhenjunhou Mansion. The future Zhenjunhou, logically speaking, is born with a golden spoon in his mouth and a lifetime of wealth. However, nobility is noble, and wealth is Zhenjun. The Hou Mansion will always be in pain.

The little salary and money from the family plus the income from the industry are completely insufficient to cover the expenses of the Zhenjunhou in the army.

The Zhenjun Houfu guarded the border, and the little money allocated by the court could not even cover the army's rations and salary, let alone other things.

The Zhenjun Hou Mansion wanted to maintain the combat effectiveness of its troops, maintain peace in the country, and make the people happy, so they could only keep adding money.

There is also the pension for those soldiers who died in the war, and the pension money allocated by the court is pitiful. The Zhenjun Hou Mansion did not want the family's livelihood to be unable to be guaranteed after the soldiers shed blood and sacrificed their lives. In order to solve the soldiers' worries, they could only add to the court's pension standards.

Unfortunately, the Marquis Mansion of Zhenjun has produced military gods from generation to generation, but they are not good at business.

Lack of money has been a pain for generations of everyone in the Zhenjunhou Mansion.

When Drunkard Hou was still a young prince, other noble princes in the capital were living in fine clothes and living with meat and wine. At a young age, he already knew the weight of life. From the age of six, he would work hard every day to earn more money. Use your brain.

The past is too poor to look back on.

That is to say, he has an amazing amount of hair and has become a big man with a curly beard. Otherwise, he would have gone bald long ago.

Fortunately, his talent in martial arts was astonishing. He became a martial artist at the age of six, and became a master at the age of twelve. Then he sang all the way and defeated invincible opponents in the cultivation world with a horizontal sword.

Because he did not aspire to worldly power, the family had no choice but to establish another heir apparent. However, although he was famous throughout the Holy Continent, others still called him Little Marquis.

In addition to being a swordsman, he was also famous for his alcoholism, so the world called him a swordsman and a drunken man.

After entering the cultivation world, because the pain of being a poor ghost penetrated deep into his bones, he also worked hard to earn spiritual stones. Unfortunately, probably the fate of the poor ghosts of the Zhenjunhou family, even if he became a monk, he could not break through, and he would never earn anything. It spends fast.

Even though he had become a martial lord a long time ago, he never had any extra wealth except for swords and wine.

At this moment, being despised by Xiaotuanzi as a pauper, he was unable to refute.

But who is Drunken Hou? If he couldn't bear this blow, he wouldn't be able to survive long ago.

He is best at putting himself in someone else’s shoes when he is drunk!

Yes, after scratching his head when he was drunk, he thought, wonderful, my disciple is destined to be rich. Look at what he is wearing and what he is holding in his hands. He is given food and drinks. He is a rich man. Oh God.

It’s true that I can’t earn spiritual stones myself, but if I have a disciple with terrible financial resources, then I will have a disciple to respect me from now on, so why bother earning spiritual stones?

I was born poor, I recognize it!

Isn't it true that no matter how much wealth you get, you can't leave a trace of silver or a spiritual stone? I won't stay! As long as I have a disciple to show my respect to me every day, what else do I have to worry about?

Thinking of this, Wu Zun immediately felt calm.

Displaying the nobility and power that a martial arts master should have, the drunken Hou laughed and said, "How can you have too much of something like wealth?"

After speaking, he pointed to the heaven and earth: "This refining realm is divided into nine realms, and the treasures in the nine realms are all prepared by me for my disciple. So whether you like it or not, as long as my disciple If you like it, I will give it to her! When my disciple wakes up after realizing it, I will lead you to search for the treasures of heaven and earth!"

Whenever I gain wealth, I have to give it up and cannot keep it. But my disciple is destined to be rich and noble at first glance. If I can’t keep him, can I still keep my disciple?

What's the difference between being in my disciple's hands and being in my hands?

I have accepted this disciple!

When Babai heard this, his little black eyes immediately lit up.

"keep your word?"

Influenced by Liu Chun who loves to save personal money, Babai looks cute on the surface and doesn't care about anything but eats, but she actually loves to collect treasures.

But it was all done quietly, and that silly Baitian in Liuchun didn't notice it at all.

Wu Zun felt that his majesty was being questioned, and hummed: "I am a true lord of my words and never speak falsely."

"Master, you are so kind."

Babai immediately sold her fourth sister, and all the masters were called.

The drunk Hou was in a good mood and asked Xiaotuanzi with a smile: "Xiaotuanzi, no, Yan Jiadun, you said that the wine I drank was brewed by your second brother. Your second brother is also my disciple's second brother?"

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Babai nodded.

The drunken Hou's mood immediately bubbled with beauty.

This is good, this is good. From now on, I don’t have to worry about my wine.

You don’t have to worry about drinking anymore, what else do I have to worry about?

Becoming a Martial Saint is just a matter of course. He has reached the Great Perfection state of Martial Lord, and he has the final say when to break through. The reason why I have been suppressing my cultivation is because I feel that the strength of my physical body is still a little unsatisfactory.

Well, if the disciple feels that having Wu Zun as his master is not honorable enough, he can also make a temporary breakthrough. If it is not satisfactory, it will be made up for later, which means it will only cost more trouble.

When I was drunk, I thought that all the wine for the rest of my life was gone, and when I drank the monkey wine in my hand, I no longer felt distressed.

However, his eyes never left Qixun even when he was talking to Babai.

At this time, Qi Xun, who was already comprehending, unconsciously raised his sword and slowly swung the sword. The sword's intention was three points stronger than before.

The drunken Hou's eyes lit up again.

What a strong understanding! This disciple is simply tailor-made for him!

After one strike, Qi Xun slowly swung out two more swords, each one more powerful than the other.

Unfortunately, after three swords, Qixun could not swing the fourth sword.

Opening her eyes, she saw the drunken man sitting not far from her, holding a wine jar and drinking wine, while her Babai was sitting on his knees.

Qixun was startled. Why did Babai come out of the formation?

Now that the matter was over, Qi Xun no longer thought about it any more. She found that when she understood this senior's sword art, she not only recovered her previous level of cultivation at the fifth level of Qi refining, but also made progress, directly breaking through to the sixth level of Qi refining. She was very grateful to Drunken Hou for his guidance on her sword skills. , gave a respectful salute: "Thank you, senior."

Drunken Hou Zi discovered her breakthrough and couldn't help but be overjoyed. If someone is like this, what else can I ask for? He waved to her: "Xiaobao, come sit down and talk."

Qixun: ...What the hell is Xiaobao?

Anyway, I couldn't beat him, so I could only go over obediently and sit cross-legged opposite the drunken Hou.

The drunken Hou smiled and said: "Xiaobao, if you can only read my ninety-nine sword skills once, memorize them all, and understand the three swords, one sword is stronger than the other, you are a genius in the world, no one can match it. You deserve it. You can master my sword skills. I have decided to accept you as my disciple."

Qi Xun was surprised. Didn't he say that he should be cautious about accepting disciples?

The second brother likes Li Xiaochu so much and has never slackened in his teachings. However, after so long, he has only promised to be a named disciple in the future. Are you being too hasty to accept me as your disciple?

Seeing Qixun surprised, the drunken man couldn't say that I am attracted by your top talent and understanding, but the deeper reason is because I look like a rich man at first glance, right?