Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 444: Romance, a proud young man

Song Ciwan stood there silently, with the scales of heaven and earth appearing beside him.

There were monks on the left, right and behind who were dispersed like birds and beasts. At the same time, there were countless people with all kinds of desires, rushing towards her like a blizzard.

The scales of heaven and earth swayed slightly, as if they were tipsy.

[Human desire, the fear, anxiety, and caution of those who are cultivating immortals in the later stage of Qi training, can be sold for three pounds or nine taels. 】

[Human desire, the fear, anger, and unwillingness of an innate second-level warrior can be sold for five pounds or one tael. 】

[Human desire, the fear, panic, and anger of a warrior who is born with an innate transformation, can be sold for five pounds or six taels. 】

[Human desire, the fear, resentment, and unwillingness of the Dzogchen immortal cultivator during the Qi training period, can be sold for five pounds and nine taels. 】

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There were at least eighty balls of human desire in total. Most of them weighed one or two kilograms, and three of them weighed more than five kilograms.

There were too many people, and it was difficult to distinguish who provided these human desires, but the group from the Dzogchen cultivators in the Qi training period was particularly clear.

After all, there are not many Dzogchen practitioners present during the Qi training period, so it is easy to get the right one.

Song Ciwan clearly saw that there was a gray-robed monk in the crowd. Just as the others were running away in the opposite direction of Leistrike Ridge, this man suddenly turned his back and lifted a cloak from behind his clothes and put it on his head. .

As soon as the cloak was put on, the man's aura suddenly became weak, and the whole figure seemed to turn into a ball of smoke. When the wind blew, it quietly floated into the thundering ridge.

In addition to this person, there were about ten more people in the chaotic crowd who were like him. They did not escape from the Thunder Strike Ridge, but took advantage of the crowd's commotion and used various methods to rush into the Thunder Strike Ridge.

Song Ciwan did not rush to chase him, but stood there and waited for dozens of breaths.

Until everyone present was gone, at the last moment, the monk wearing the Qi Huo Pavilion's signature cloth took away the cloth and the stall, suddenly turned his head and bent his back, and exposed himself to Song Ciwan. A flattering smile full of businessmanlike air.

I saw that this person was not tall, and the clothes on his body were made up of rags of various sizes, forming a colorful warm color.

He wore a small melon-skin hat on his head, and a fair and delicate face was exposed under the hat. The hair on the side of his forehead was messy. At first glance, it seemed a little dirty, but in fact it was not.

This is clearly a delicate little girl, her eyebrows are particularly lively, and when she smiles flatteringly at Song Ciwan, a cunning light shines faintly in her dark eyes.

At the same time, Song Ciwan's Heaven and Earth Scale received a particularly special energy.

[Human desire, the surprise, curiosity, and inquiry of those who are cultivating immortals in the middle stage of becoming gods, can be sold for eight or seven coins. 】

In the midst of the Qi training and the first and second innate transformations all over the place, the middle stage of spiritual transformation suddenly appeared, which is very special.

Although the secret realm of the spiritual world is extremely tempting, under normal circumstances, those who come here to explore for opportunities will usually have no higher cultivation level than the God Transformation or the Third Innate Transformation.

When they reach the realm of becoming gods, ordinary monks will find their own path and direction and will not waver easily.

It's not just a little temptation that can easily make them change the golden elixir.

Of course, nothing is absolute, so there is no need to mention this.

Facing the smile of the monk in colorful clothes at Qihuo Pavilion, Song Ciwan nodded slightly in response.

The monk in Caiyi quickly hugged the cloth cover of his Qihuo Pavilion, blinked his big and smart eyes, and laughed out loud: "Lu Tianjiao, the little girl Lian Jia, a disciple of Qihuo Pavilion, our Qihuo Pavilion, the world's strangest I have everything you need. Look, is there anything you want? I can serve you." This was not the first time that Song Ciwan met the disciples of the Qihuo Pavilion. It was on the street of the Chenghuang Temple in Suyang City that Song Ciwan had met him before. A Qi Huo Pavilion disciple obtained "one or two philistine energy" in his body, and after selling it to the Heaven and Earth Scale, he also received a Qi Sect Taoist weights and measures.

This is a strange Taoist technique that measures the cultivation level and roots of a living being. However, the cultivation level is easy to see, but the roots are hard to find. This technique is generally easy to learn and hard to master like the Great Evolution Transformation Technique.

So far, Song Ciwan's utilization rate of this technique is not very high, because she has a keen spiritual sense, and usually does not need to use weights and measures to easily see through the cultivation level of the person she wants to see.

As for the origin of the other party, it needs to be calculated. If this wasn't very necessary, Song Ciwan wouldn't do it easily.

The destiny becomes thinner and thinner, and the destiny becomes more and more chaotic. What is the purpose of calculating it casually?

Song Ciwan specifically designated to learn the Great Evolution Biosynthetic Technique, not to trick others, but mainly to practice algorithms in order to conceal his own energy and prevent being tricked.

She was deeply impressed by the disciples of Qihuo Pavilion. She saw that Lian Jia was holding a pretense. Although he looked like a humble philistine soliciting business, one of his legs was slightly pulled back. This was a defense that could facilitate his escape at any time. posture.

Song Ciwan paused slightly and said, "I don't want to buy anything, but I hire you to deliver a message. How do I charge you?"

Lian Jia's eyes lit up and he said, "Then it depends on what message you want to spread and who you plan to spread it to?"

Song Ciwan said: "If it reaches Ye Sheng's ears, you only need to let him know that the genius Lu Zhong is the black-hearted demon sword Lu Zhong."

Yes, the description of Lu Zhong on the list of all-spirited geniuses does not include the nickname Black Heart Demon Sword. Although Song Ciwan didn't like this name, if you think about it carefully, it's not Song Ciwan who is called the Black Heart Demon Sword, but Lu Zhong!

That being the case, there is nothing hard to accept about this title.

Lian Jia immediately rubbed his hands, bent down, stretched out his palms, and said with a smile: "Lu Tianjiao, Ye Sheng is also a Tianjiao, let's spread the word to Tianjiao, and I will accept a hundred yuan beads. This is our first business, I will give it to you, little girl. For a 10% discount, you can just pay 90 Yuan beads."

Lu Zhong was a stern young man, so Song Ciwan didn't say much. He just flicked his hand, and a series of ninety Yuan beads flew into Lian Jia's hand like raindrops.

After doing this action, Song Ciwan nodded slightly, turned around and left.

Lian Jiaxi smiled brightly and put all the Yuanzhu into her storage bag. Seeing that the figure of the young man in black had already begun to penetrate into the thousands of thunders at Leistrike Ridge, she waved happily: "Lu Tianjiao, we disciples of Qihuo Pavilion When doing business, you have to be honest, just wait!"

With a happy laugh, Lian Jia hugged his cloth cover, looked around, and then ignited a yellow talisman that appeared out of thin air with a flick of his finger.

The yellow talisman burns and smoke rises.

Lian Jia's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant. The next moment, Lian Jia's figure appeared in an alley of Qingshi City by the Luoshui River with a curl of smoke.

Qingshi City, Yongmei Street, Fenghua Tower.

Ye Sheng has been discussing Taoism with talented disciples from various families in the city for three days. Whether it was a literary competition or a martial arts fight, Ye Sheng has not met an opponent during these three days, and his demeanor has spread throughout Yuzhou.

Even from all over Yuzhou, more and more geniuses from various schools came to meet him.

Downstairs in Fenghua, people and monks watching the excitement came and went, one after another, always making the entire Yongmei Street extraordinarily prosperous.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, a series of clear children's voices rang out on Yongmei Street: "The genius Lu Zhong is the black-hearted devil sword Lu Zhong, Lu Zhong is the black-hearted devil sword, the black-hearted devil sword...yo yo yo!"

The crisp sound floated on the street, and among the countless chaotic noises, it sneaked into Ye Sheng's ears with the wind with incomparable precision.

(End of this chapter)