Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 335 The Best Actor! The Taoist Priest is in control! Attack of the King of Martial Arts!
"Taoist Priest, please use it slowly!"

Princess Jing brought a new bottle of Golden Thunder Bamboo Wine. She smiled brightly and walked like a weak willow supporting the wind. After unsealing it, she sent it to Yi Chen's case. However, the attentive Yi Chen noticed that what she gave to His Highness Prince Jing was something else. A kind of fine wine, which made him sigh that the landlord's house had no surplus food.

This time he didn’t drink from the cow, but took a sip:
"Your Highness, this poor Taoist has a pure mind and a little bit of shallow knowledge. You will understand after listening."

"Pindao participates in the Daqin Dharma Assembly, the second reason is fame, the first is profit, and Pindao doesn't like to make poor people's money."

"Whose money does the Taoist want to make?" King Jing glanced at his princess, smiled and gave Yi Chen a toast.

"We will earn from whoever has money, for example, the sect and King Wu."

King Jing stopped drinking when he heard this, and a glint flashed in his eyes: "Then the Taoist Master wants to earn King Wu's money or the clan's money?"

"Only children make choices. Since Pindao takes action, of course, I want them all! Does Your Highness think so?" Yi Chen grinned and looked at King Jing. For a moment, they both saw the true thoughts in the other's eyes. .

The two raised their glasses at the same time and couldn't help laughing together:
"Big picture!" (in unison)

After drinking the wine in the cup at the same time, King Jing couldn't help but raised his hand towards Yi Chen and asked: "Then, how did the Taoist Master let King Wu and the monks of the sect into the trap?"

Although God has the virtue of a good life, Taoist Master Yi also has the eighth virtue, frugality!
It's shameful to waste food.

The clear wine syrup spilled into the air and fell into the wine glass. After Yi Chen took a sip, he smiled and said: "Your Highness, you said that since we have set up the stage, and there is such a big movement, His Highness King Wu must know what is behind this game. The boss is you, Your Highness."

"Hehe, this matter is not urgent. I am a pure and kind-hearted person. To make money, I need to be honest and convincing."

When a person reaches a certain height, even every hair on his body can receive the most appropriate care.

Yi Chen glanced at King Jing in surprise. His Highness had always been smart, capable, and steady in his work. He even forced him to clarify the matter regarding the scriptures. He didn't expect that he could not bear it today. It seems that King Wu is this His good brother put a lot of pressure on him.

"Not only will he follow, but he will soon see the huge benefits in this. King Wu is not as good as His Highness in controlling a rich land like the Eastern Region. By then, it will be almost inevitable that the order will lose its wits and manipulate the fighting method."

After taking three bites, Yi Chen stopped his chopsticks and said with a smile: "His Highness must have guessed what will happen next with his intelligence. Do you have to be enlightened?"

Speaking of this, Yi Chen paused with a smile, looked at each other again with King Jing, and both of them laughed at the same time:
"Despicable!" (in unison)

"I need to clarify this with Your Highness first. Just like leeks, they will grow even if they are only watered, but if you add some fertilizer, they will grow faster!"

Yi Chen unconsciously stroked the wine glass with his left hand wearing a finger ring, and bowed to King Jing with a smile.
"Your Highness, don't you see, the way of heaven is changing, there are going to be favorable and reversed, and there will be favorable and unfavorable.

Now it seems that even if he wants 60% or 70%, as long as he explains the interests, His Highness Prince Jing will agree.

"Pindao heard that King Wu is always playing rivalry with you. You said that given His Highness King Wu's temperament, will His Highness King Wu follow in this round or not?"

"Just one wave, no matter how much King Wu eats in front of him, they will all make wedding clothes for us in the end!"

"Your Highness, you are still talking about money!"

"In the beginning, we would rather lose money than make money deliberately. In the early days, we only do three things, fair, fair, fair!"

He hesitated and took a chopstick and put it into his mouth.

In the past, the Qin Dynasty lined up in Xirong, surrounded by wolves, but the soldiers and generals were strong because of this. The principles of obedience and disobedience, the principles of gain and loss, are subtle. Your Highness should know better than Ping Dao how the Qin Dynasty conquered the world. "

At this time, he had already vaguely guessed the follow-up, but he wanted to hear his thoughts from the hidden dragon priest in front of him.

"Taoist Master, although this dish of Hundred Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix is ​​a bit plain, it does have a unique flavor when used with wine."

When Yi Chen heard this, he couldn't help but take a closer look at the princess next to His Royal Highness King Jing. This woman was really attentive and lively, no wonder King Jing loved her so much.

"The previous plan of Fellow Taoist Heidee actually makes no sense. If you want to make other people's money, you have to bring them in first. Therefore, in the early stage, we can heat up the sector and start from the casual cultivators." Star figures start from lower ranking monks."

Looking at the plate of delicious food in front of him, Yi Chen had a pure heart and couldn't help but sigh. This was the reason why he kept struggling to climb up.

Too thin.

Yes, it’s a loss.

"We have to let people come in. When there are more people playing, that's when we make money."

"King Wu will definitely open a market like His Highness. In this case, we will hedge it. Your Highness will directly break it into small pieces, go to King Wu's market and buy up Pindao's stock!"

Phew, delete the above line.

"I naturally don't have to worry about this, so I dare to ask the leader, how does King Wu get involved?" King Jing asked again. After all, he couldn't hold back and asked Yi Chen the question he was most concerned about.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Wonderful! But in this case, how can we profit from it?" King Jing's eyes flashed with excitement. He took pictures of the case repeatedly and praised the bamboo shoot. He stood up in excitement.

"With Pindao's current ranking, the odds of trying to buy Pindao to win the Daqin Dharma Conference must be very high. As long as we guide them well, Pindao will be able to defeat them all in one go!"

hiss!
So fragrant~
For a time his virtue of frugality shone brighter and brighter.

Don't look at the small plate in front of you, but I don't know how many rare birds have lost their voices due to it, physically.

It seems that sometimes our own people hate our own people more than foreign enemies. This fruit produced on the tree of time has the same taste in any world.

"Let's eat the food first."

Since he regarded King Jing as a partner, Yi Chen still tried his best to clarify the interests and risks to him and make it clear in advance to avoid getting entangled in the future. The strategy between the partners must be clear.

The so-called Centenary Chaofeng is made from the tongues of different rare birds, soaked in various spiritual materials and then stir-fried.

Seeing that her husband was so rude, Princess Jing couldn't help but roll her eyes at her husband. She covered her face with her wide sleeves and drank a bottle of sake. Then she continued to smile and said, "Now that the Hidden Dragon Taoist Master has arrived, won't the money be here too!"

"And you can rest assured, Taoist Master, there are no wild geese among the hundreds of birds. I have already warned the dining room."

Nowadays, the world has changed. If he is not a swordsman, he is a bird tongue. He doesn't want to be a bird tongue, so he works hard, takes risks, and crazily recruits people and fights, just to become the person who hangs high on the fate of everyone. The pure sun that frightens the world.

When he thought of this, Yi Chen relaxed slightly in his heart. King Jing looked like a human being like this, otherwise there would be no difference from him in his previous life.

"If Your Highness sees small profits and forgets his life, and does great things but cherishes his own life, then it is better to pretend that the poor man has not been here today."

"Your Highness doesn't need to do anything, just open the market normally and control the market."

“Desire in the human heart is like a rolling stone falling from the top of a mountain. Once it starts, it will only get faster and faster, and finally it can no longer be stopped.”

"This is the way of heaven!"

Speaking of this, Yi Chen's voice suddenly became passionate and final.

"Therefore, King Wu must have fallen into the trap! Since he has fallen into the trap, he must not come out!"

"He wins, wins, wins, and finally loses everything!"

"It is better to use your remaining courage to pursue the poor bandit, and not to use your reputation as the overlord. If His Highness has the means to secretly obtain the evidence of King Wu's manipulation of martial arts by someone in the sect, hiss, Your Highness, you said that in the end, under the fierce momentum of the heroes, they are willing to admit defeat, and there are still people who can catch it. Aren't you going to let Pindao and His Highness go? We are not cheating."

"This is the way to transform conflicts. Conflicts will not disappear, but they will shift. If this method is still not enough to quell the resentment, and there are only seven or eight ways to get through it safely, King Wu will not You have to eat.”

Having said this, both King Jing and Princess Jing looked solemn, their eyes sparkling with surprise. King Jing and his wife looked at each other, and stood up together to raise their glasses!

Yi Chen also stood up and poured wine! The three of them said in unison: "Great wisdom!"

"Come here, give Taoist priest two more plates of birds and phoenixes, and pack one plate away." The sharp-eyed Princess Jing saw that most of the tongue in front of Yi Chen's table had been eaten, and she immediately clapped her hands and ordered sternly.

After the servants left, Yi Chen continued to discuss the details with King Jing and his wife.

Teach them how to guide and control public opinion and how to hedge.

During this period, if the market is really open honestly, King Wu will definitely send someone to use tricks to buy the fighting skills he controls. In order to prevent a big loss in this situation, he directly buys the opponent's market to hedge, with a big deal and a small loss. In the end, his sharp knife will Kill with one strike, slay the dragon!
He, Taoist Master Yi, was all about strategy. How could he let King Wu take advantage of him in vain?
It's all poor money! ! !

In addition, it must be packaged, it must have a topic, and it must be hot. It doesn’t matter whether the topic is reasonable or not. The volume must be large. The news must be mixed. The snowball must be rolled up first to make increments and cultivate the market.

In the carved palace, Yi Chen and King Jing's wife could be heard whispering. After deciding on a strategy, it would be useless without good techniques and tactics. He, Daoist Master Yi, must be a good operator for such things.

He promised to let King Wu and the people of the sect ride a roller coaster that would make them breathless.

Cut them to death! Click, click, click!
As for his previous proposal to give 10% of the profits to Lin Luo, one was to repay Lin Luo's kindness, and the other was to make the Xing Yamen also follow suit.

After all, Lin Luo knew about his previous strength, so by blocking this road and taking over the main responsibility of killing the Amethyst Demon, she was absolutely sure.

Since we are friends, we have to give up benefits and make our friends hungry. What kind of friends are they?
This 10% profit without having to pay anything is already an astronomical figure, and it is definitely worthy of Lin Luo's efforts.

He, Taoist Master Yi, has always been generous. If he has money, everyone can make it together. Of course, he wants to get the big share!
In the end, there are still some leftovers left for the people below to make Yuanzi soup~
Qin Qingyun looked at the sinister smiles on several people's faces and couldn't help but shudder for a moment.

She can't even understand~
What is storytelling? What is the shock of washing the market and turning it into zero to attract funds?

Her eyes became clear for a moment.

....
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"Master, what is telling a story? What is the shock of washing the market and turning it into zero to attract money? Please tell me again, please explain it in detail."

"I don't even understand!"

In Jingzhu Cave and Zizhu Xiaozhu, Qin Qingyun's eyebrows had turned into starry eyes. She came up diligently to massage Yi Chen's shoulders. Unfortunately, her cheeks were bulging and she couldn't press them down. It was as if she was pressing on a piece of magic iron. The above is normal, motionless.

After conspiring with King Jing earlier, King Jing asked Yi Chen to point out his precious daughter in order to deepen his relationship with Yi Chen. He excitedly went down with his wife to arrange the matter.

King Jing's share of this 40% share was in line with his contribution.

This is his second virtue, Taoist Master Yi, fairness!

"Qingyun, the master has told you three times and given five examples, but you still don't understand~"

"Listen to Master's advice. You are different from others. Don't spend your time thinking. Practice hard. Practice is fundamental."

"Also, use more force, Master will be exhausted~"

Yi Chen sighed and couldn't help but comfort him with sincere words, speaking from the bottom of his heart.

He was so outstanding and spiritual in his previous life. He was so stupid that he cut off his legs and cut off a group of people who couldn't be offended. As a result, he was hit by a dump truck while crossing six lanes and turning a corner!
I can't stand it, I can't stand it at all. High-end business wars often only need to be opened in the simplest way.

This is also the way of heaven~
But in this life, he was different. He had great power all his own, let alone a dump truck. He even learned to do sit-ups, three times.

He didn't even know how he would lose at the Great Qin Law Conference this time.

No one can compete with him, Taoist Master Yi, for endurance... He, Taoist Master Yi, borrows energy from the sky and never pays it back. Others use their heads to fight with him, and with Yicheng Zi, do others have that strength?

With a unique opportunity, the right time, right place, and right people, Yi Chen felt that if he didn't drive a combine harvester to do this job, he would feel sorry for his ancestors in Yinlongguan.

After finishing this wave, as long as he wanted to, he would dare to recreate it one by one, move the Hidden Dragon Temple to Dongzhou, and replace it with gold.

Grandmaster, pure gold!

Tao Zun, pure gold!
Of course, Falling Dragon Mountain can’t do that, it’s too crazy.

It's a pity that there is no incense and fire god in this world, otherwise he feels that with his contribution, even if he dies and goes underground, the ancestor will still have to give him a cigarette to protect him.

Day two.

Yi Chen, who stayed in Jingzhu Cave, did not leave because he was fishing.

This place is just like home. King Jing and his wife are very nice to talk to. He likes it here~
It was his damn stupid apprentice Qin Qingyun who turned out to be a good fisherman, which made him quite unhappy and made him want to summon Meow Zi to use the new energy pole technique.

"Master, I'm talking again. I'm afraid this one weighs more than three hundred kilograms. Master, please help me quickly and get the net."

"Go away~ don't touch me!"

"Master, I respect you!" Qin Qingyun suddenly slapped Yi Chen on the face.

"Go away, mellow go away, if you dare to do this again, I will ask your Uncle Meow to explain the rules of our Hidden Dragon Alliance to you."

"Now I will add one more rule to the alliance: the apprentice must not look at Master's face~" Yi Chen threatened expressionlessly.

Qin Qingyun is only fourteen years old and is not Yi Chen's cup of tea at all. He likes the feminine side of Qin Yun.

Of course, he was just speaking metaphorically.

Seeing that Yi Chen was angry, Qin Qingyun couldn't help but stick out her tongue and continued tug of war with the big fish.

She must get this fish today~
Then give it to Uncle Meow.

....
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At this moment, because Yi Chen flapped his butterfly wings, the monks in Taiwu City discovered that the Great Qin Dharma Conference suddenly heated up and became very colorful.

King Jing's handicap was raised overnight, and a lot of news about the chaos spread wildly in Taiwu City, and spread crazily outside.

Fairy Ye Qingxue of Qianyuan Sword Sect is very distressed now.

She looked at the text on the page in her hand, couldn't help but raised her eyebrows, and shouted angrily.

"Presumptuous! Who arranged this for me! I am not the son of a man! I am not the son of a man!"

"Sincerity is his mother's fault!"

By the light of the sky, I could see the text on the page, which roughly stated as follows:
"One of the leaders of this Great Qin Dharma Assembly, Qianyuan Sword Sect Ye Qingxue, Fairy Ye, is said to have bitten off her umbilical cord when she was born. Before she could walk, she learned to cut people first. When she was eight years old, the hostess of the family wanted to be frivolous to her. I was stabbed eighteen times in one second...and then became a disciple of the Qianyuan Sword Sect...the odds..."

This article was compiled by Yi Chen in his spare time when he was fishing. It is very explosive. Ye Qingxue is a prominent figure in the Qianyuan Sword Sect, a giant sect in the Eastern Region. She is a famous beauty who has many admirers. Yi Chen's skills, Directly increase the topic and become a hit.

This is the charm of soft advertising, viral spread.

If Bai Yunzi's last words hadn't restricted his performance, he would have gone astray long ago.

Of course, this is just his first short essay by Mr. Yi. He still has hard work to do. He has already chosen the next unlucky guy. The copywriting is also very explosive. He will publish it tomorrow.

At the same time, outside the tall mansion of His Highness King Wu in Taiwu City, a young monk in blood-clothed clothes glanced at the jade sculpture of Pixiu in front of the door and couldn't help but smile.

He Xue Lingzi has a business to discuss with King Wu.

(End of this chapter)