Chapter 334: Taoist Priest’s New Leek, Helping Others. Taoist Priest Yi, the Real Power

Chapter 334 The Taoist's new leeks, helping others, Taoist Yi, the real power.

In the carved room, Yuanjun took out a purple star plate with a solemn expression.

At this moment, the star plate she held was flashing with a faint light, which was a message from Yuqing Zhenwang.

"What is the cultivation level of Du'e Xingjun?" Yi Chen frowned and quietly covered the tea with the cup lid.

He couldn't taste this tea, whoever wanted to taste it could taste it.

He had just broken through the eighteenth level of true skill, could he drink this?

"Du'e is a top cultivator in the late Jie Dao. On the way to Taiwu City, his soul lamp accidentally went out. Little Wolf, this matter is serious, Yuanjun has to go."

"Although Du'e is a member of the Yuqing Zhenwang Palace, people from my Zizai Heaven cannot die in vain. If someone wants to make trouble secretly, Yuanjun wants to see if his head is hard enough!"

Looking at the slightly narrowed eyebrows on the peach blossom mask and the awe-inspiring murderous aura lingering around him, Yi Chen suddenly felt that if he had to taste this tea, it was not impossible.

Although he did not have much friendship with Du'e Xingjun, they were from the same sect after all. Yi Chen immediately expressed his position: "Yes, if it was an accident, it would be fine. Those who dared to touch my Zizai Heaven, were their nine clans rented? Yuanjun, Tanlang is willing to go with you."

Yi Chen stood up suddenly with a burst of momentum, and half of the tea in front of him was spilled due to excitement.

"Xiaolang's words are powerful, Yuanjun likes to hear them, but this matter can be handled by me and Yuqing Zhenwang. You can stay in Taiwu City with peace of mind. If someone really targets Zizaitian, you will be fine in Taiwu City now."

The familiar power of confinement descended again. Looking at the peach blossom mask that was smiling at him, Yi Chen's eyes turned red in an instant.

Still coming?

He unfolded his body, and broke free from the strange force field blockade as his muscles bulged. He saw Yuanjun leaning against the door and looking at him with a half-smile:

"Little Wolf, your cultivation progress is very fast. Du'e Star Lord died, and now you are the only one participating in the battle at the Daqin Dharma Assembly in Zizai Tian. You should not disappoint Yuanjun, I have signed a military order in front of the Lord."

"Yuanjun, I..."

"Okay, Yuanjun knows that you have a secret and are abnormal, but it's like Yuanjun is normal. You should make a name for Yuanjun, and I will cover up some things for you."

"As long as you don't betray Zizai Tian, ​​even if a disaster really comes in the future, we still have a chance."

After speaking, Yuanjun put on the brocade shoes he was wearing, covering the beautiful arch of his foot, then patted his buttocks, and with a slender hand, a bunch of peach blossom petals appeared on the path his fingers passed, framing the void into the appearance of a two-meter-high peach blossom portal.

She pulled out a smile on her peach blossom mask, and her figure flashed into the door, the peach blossoms collapsed, and turned into a rain of light and disappeared.

In the distant green hills, an illusory figure slowly emerged. Yuanjun looked at the Taiwu City crawling like a giant beast, raised his white fist, and his expression suddenly became excited. He jumped three times in the air.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Little Wolf has grown up. With such cultivation, even if Yuanjun opens the first seal, I am afraid that he will not be able to completely imprison him like before. This Daqin Dharma Assembly is destined to be a great success for my Beidou Yuanjun Palace!"

Excited, Yuanjun suddenly thought of the bet he made with Little Wolf, and the secret joy in his heart suddenly dissipated.

"Xiaolang is really evil, Yuanjun should... not lose~"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, Yuanjun still has a trump card, at worst I will fight Xiaolang."

When she thought of this, the smile on the peach blossom mask reappeared, and she floated away towards the place agreed with Yuqing Zhenwang with full vitality.

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"Even if a disaster really comes in the future, we still have a chance?"

"Yuanjun's words are quite meaningful."

Yi Chen stroked his chin, looking at the empty room, a little absent-minded, he thought for a while, pushed open the door again and walked away, unknowingly drifting to Mingxiang Tower for the fourth time.

Fantian Yaozi went to the brothel again.

It doesn't matter whether she is a fairy or not, the main thing is that he wants to find out some information.

A powerful cultivator in the late Jiedao period inexplicably extinguished his soul lamp, no matter which force he was in.

"Could it be that there is another demon? Hiss, a demon in the realm of Dao?"

"Or is it the motto that King Jing said, the black star five streams, the evil fetus is born?"

Yi Chen guessed randomly, walked to the hall, ordered a few dishes and sat down.

The cultivators of Taiwu City gathered together, and Daqin saw the opportunity and directly moved the official prostitutes here. It would be better for them to make money than to let others make money.

But what surprised Yi Chen was that there were many cultivators chatting in the hall, but only one in ten asked Kun cultivators to accompany him for drinking, which made him amazed.

"Brother Dao, you look a little unfamiliar, haha, are you wondering why you Taoist friends are so polite in this place of fireworks in Mingxiang Tower." A young short and fat cultivator in luxurious clothes waved a landscape fan, and saw that there was an empty seat next to Yi Chen, so he sat down without asking.

At this time, the hall was full.

It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone, but Yi Chen didn't care, and immediately poured a glass of wine for this person, asking questions without shame.

As the short and fat monk spoke, Yi Chen's face became more and more strange.

The truth was much simpler than he thought. It turned out that Master Kun had gone bankrupt and was pierced.

Taiwu City Kun Xiu was a franchise of Daqin. Many monks squeezed in here. There were more people than Kun. Daqin, who was only interested in making profits, urgently dispatched official prostitutes from all over the country to fill the market gap. For a time, there was a mixture of good and bad.

Speaking of this, the pudgy monk couldn't help but show bitterness on his face: "Brother Han Feiyu, you don't know something. A few days ago, I spent a lot of money to book a Kun cultivator to accompany me. It almost scared me to death. Taoist friend Pu told me You can’t laugh at me.”

"I, Mr. Pu, have seen a lot, but I will never forget the scene of that day. The fairy was too average-looking, and the evil-hearted Mingxiang Tower actually accepted five thousand taels of gold from me."

"The price of vegetarian dishes? But considering the Taoist friend's net worth, five thousand taels of gold shouldn't scare him to death." Yi Chen comforted him with a smile. It's normal to pay some tuition fees when you go out to hang out.

It's just a waste of money. Anyway, he hasn't heard that there is a female biochemistry cultivator among the monks, so at least it's safe.

"I was scared because the fairy had a tattoo on her body." When he mentioned this, the short and fat monk immediately drank the wine in the glass angrily, and then continued,

"Damn it, Park actually tolerated it, but guess what?"

"That girl has a fundamental treasure tattooed on her front!"

"It's so vicious. It makes my eyes dazzle just by looking at that word."

"Pu is thinking about going to the back. It's safe to come in and out with the tattoo on the back~"

Poof~

Yi Chen couldn't hold himself any longer, and immediately burst into laughter.

Hahaha~ He had never seen such a famous scene among the Cadillac car enthusiasts in his previous undercover life.

I don’t dare to think about it.

"Brother Taoist said he wouldn't laugh." The short, fat monk looked at Yi Chen with a resentful look on his face.

"Sorry, Han just remembered happy things~" Yi Chen grinned, and in order to cover up his embarrassment, he had to continue asking, "In that case, why is Brother Park here?"

"Hey, Park has an old enemy, my father's rival. His whole family was recently demoted by the emperor. His wife and daughter happened to be assigned to Mingxiang Tower. I have to take care of him after he becomes an old friend."

"Pu came here to take revenge on my father's orders this time."

A young man dressed as a servant suddenly stepped forward and whispered a few words to the short, fat monk, and he immediately left triumphantly.

In this mixed place, you never know what information you can find out. Everything is like opening a blind box.

At this time, on a raised hall in front of the hall, a huge red list slid down from the high building, with a hundred names written on it.

Yi Chen took a closer look and found that his name was also listed, ranking over forty.

A white-haired old man walked onto the high platform with a smile. Some sharp-eyed monks in the hall actually recognized the old man's appearance and shouted the name of "Shenji Baixiao".

"Everyone, today we are full of distinguished friends and victorious friends. In response to Da Qin's invitation, I, Bai Xiao, have listed the seats for the high-level cultivators of this Da Qin Dharma Assembly."

"First of all, I think that the ones who have the best chance of winning this Dharma Assembly are the immortal monk Ku Chen from Xumi Tuo Monastery, the war demon Xiao Tianji from Wuding Shen Sect, Taoist fellow Taoist Que Yunzi from Fangxian Taoist Sect, and Taoist Master Zuo Wangji of Taishang Taoist Sect."

"Of course, Ye Qingxue from the Qianyuan Sword Sect and Fairy Ye from the Qianqiu Pavilion are also immediate choices. The top ten fellow Taoists on the list are all based on their past achievements. In such a grand event, everyone can speak freely. ”

The whole Mingxiang Tower was filled with excitement. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, cultivators who thought they were good at cultivation, popularity, status, and knowledge also climbed up to the high platform to express their opinions.

Some people even went directly to the high platform to lecture on Buddhist scriptures. Suddenly, not only was Mingxiang Tower expensive, but standing tickets were also on sale, and prices skyrocketed more than tenfold.

Yi Chen looked at the noisy crowd, listened for a while, then rolled his eyes, and then walked away after reselling the table he ordered for dozens of times the price.

There is an expert in Da Qin who is a genius in operations, and his righteousness is not bad at all!

Some people only saw the excitement here, but Yichengzi saw the business opportunities.

His talent is like a cone in a bag, which will leak out sooner or later, so he must seize the opportunity to realize it, and this Daqin Dharma Conference may be his last chance to cut leeks.

After all, the elephant in the room cannot be hidden.

Cut! If you don't cut it, are you still a human being?

In a flash of thought, Yi Chen knocked on the door of Jingzhuxuan.

This business was too big for him to handle alone, so he had to give in to the profits.

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In the Jingzhu Cave, Qin Qingyun was pulling King Jing's sleeves to act coquettishly, while a middle-aged female cultivator with convex cheekbones stood behind King Jing with a cold face and said nothing.

"Dad, believe me, my master is very evil. He really beat your precious daughter."

"Not just once, but many times."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Even Master Lin Luo admires Taoist Yinlong's character. Taoist Master must be disciplining you for your own good.

Okay, Qingyun, stop making trouble. My father has important matters to discuss with Fairy Black Butterfly. Please be quiet for a while. "

At this moment, Princess Jing, dressed in a white dress, walked over with a spring breeze on her face. Behind her, a burly and majestic Taoist priest followed closely with his head held high.

"Husband, Taoist Master Yinlong said that he has a big business to discuss with you."

The two sat down, and Yi Chen glanced at the middle-aged female cultivator next to him who seemed to be a little bit menopausal. In the face of Prince Jing, who said he was just a man but said it was okay, Yi Chen laid out his plan.

This game is very simple to put it bluntly.

Trade.

Da Qin has set up a platform like Da Qin Dharma Conference. If you don't do some cutting... and you have some fun, are you still a human being?

If this wave is done well, he will have enough contribution points to invite Yuanjun and even King Yuqing to take action. When he attacks the Yan family and Daweide Tianlong Temple in the future, he can help stop other masters who are disrupting the situation.

As long as the traction formation is completed and Dongzhou and Zhongzhou merge, he will be the first to do it, and Zhang Longyi of Longhu Mountain will also have to do it.

Otherwise, his thoughts will not be clear.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of Pindao's idea? Pindao only wants 50%. When the time comes, we will get fellow Taoist Lin Luo to share 10% of it, and Your Highness will get 40%."

Yi Chenhu sat on the dragon's plate and said in a deep voice to King Jing.

"Fifty percent? Taoist Yinlong has a huge appetite and is not afraid of stuffing himself to death. Why do I feel like you have appointed yourself as the leader of this Dharma gathering?"

Before King Jing could reply, the middle-aged female cultivator beside him couldn't bear it anymore and jumped out immediately with a mean expression.

"Ahem, Black Butterfly Fairy is my confidant. She and the Taoist Priest have the same ideas. However, the fairy's idea is to control the odds. We will take some commissions in the middle, so that we can make a profit without losing any money."

When King Jing saw this, he smiled and tried to smooth things over, but there was a noncommittal look on his face, and his eyes were a little more disappointed with Yi Chen.

He is not afraid of others being greedy, but he does not like others being greedy beyond their capabilities.

Perhaps, he was too polite to this person, which made him unable to recognize himself, but after all, King Jing had a deep mind and did not show his thoughts on his face.

"Fellow Taoist Black Die, do you want to try out the skills of a poor Taoist?" Yi Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense and turned his head to grin at the middle-aged female cultivator.

Seeing this familiar smile, Qin Qingyun's snow-white neck shrank back unconsciously. Before she was beaten last time, such a smile appeared on her master's face.

"Okay, okay, okay! I, Hei Die, have been practicing for nine hundred and eighty years, and my cultivation has already entered the late stage of Ji Dao. I, an old man like me, really have to try the Taoist's methods today."

boom!

The middle-aged female cultivator was furious when she heard this, and her mean face twisted. She stretched out her figure and flew to the sky. A pair of huge butterfly-like wings suddenly sprouted, covering the sky and the sun, and the sky suddenly darkened. .

"I heard that Hidden Dragon Taoist's halberd technique is unparalleled. I hope your halberd is harder than your mouth, Hidden Dragon Alliance Leader!"

"You should know what awe is!"

The sound of thunder swept across the sky, and a strange strong wind emerged, blowing open the front of Yi Chen's robe, revealing a small section of bronze chest muscle.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to try Pindao's holy halberd?" Yi Chen leaned lazily on the red bench. For a moment, he felt like he was sitting on the bench that was not surprising. He looked at it with cold eyes. A middle-aged female cultivator with bulging cheekbones.

"It's a pity that you don't even have the qualifications to let the poor Taoist use the halberd." The corner of Yi Chen's mouth suddenly cracked, and his left hand suddenly swelled during the manic laughter, and strange purple and gold divine patterns were revealed on the surface. His big hand froze in the air.

"Do you know that Pindao is really, really afraid of beating you to death with a halberd, haha!"

"God's Punishment·Ling Xiao!"

While laughing wildly, Yi Chen pointed his fingers at the halberd and pressed down with his big hand.

Without moving, a brilliant source of energy suddenly emerged, turning into a long river of halberd energy, and suddenly drowned the black butterfly.

Two seconds later, Black Butterfly's sky-covering black wings could no longer hold on, and suddenly shattered amidst the exclamations of King Jing's men. Blood spread across the sky, and the body fell like a broken doll.

Yi Chen stood up slowly, looked at King Jing in front of him, and grinned: "Your Highness, some people don't understand what power is at all!"

"Pindao has ten great virtues. Helping others is the foundation of happiness. I think Fairy Black Butterfly should know now whether Pindao is important enough. Your Highness will not mind if Pindao's methods are a bit rough."

The seventh of the ten great virtues of a Taoist is to help others.

King Jing looked at the demon-like Taoist and the fleeting ferocious aura. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble, and then he became ecstatic again.

"Hidden Dragon Taoist Master's power!"

"Come here, please quickly find Fairy Black Butterfly and treat her well. Don't be stingy with the elixirs."

"Taoist Priest, please explain your plan in detail."

Looking at King Jing who became enthusiastic again, Yi Chen didn't feel disgusted in his heart. This is the world. Without strength, you won't get the respect of others.

The plan he proposed cannot be won on the battlefield, and everything is equal to zero.

King Jing's reaction at that time was normal.

Thinking of this, Yi Chen smiled and recounted the details.

"Your Highness, have you ever heard of the stock game?"

Soon, the sound of frying beans sounded in King Jing's ears. Qin Qingyun was confused when she heard it. She only heard the words of her cheap master from time to time, such as shock, accumulation, opponent's order, buying, selling, washing, etc. vocabulary.

The many masters who participated in the Daqin Dharma Conference were all holding stocks.

With King Jing's connections, strength, and reputation, he can definitely open the market, make a big move, manipulate the odds, and finally let him, Daochang Yi, control the market and reap the rewards.

Plan passes.

"Your Highness, I heard that His Majesty the Millennium Emperor values ​​you and King Wu the most. Tell me, will your ambitious and good brother follow?"

Yi Chen's big hand suddenly shook, and his voice suddenly became gloomy, "You can cut them all, just kill them!"

As soon as these words came out, King Jing's whole body and even the tips of his hair seemed to be electrified, and he was so excited that he shot the case repeatedly.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Yi Chen.

"I, the King, will obey the Taoist Master's arrangements in everything I do!"

"Madam, hurry up and open a jar of Golden Thunder Bamboo Wine. I want to have a detailed discussion with the Taoist Priest. There is not much time before the Great Qin Dharma Conference."