My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms

Chapter 290 Soul Container

Sun Wukong: Didn't you read the news? Taishang Laojun was miserable. Behind it is a grinning expression

Little confused fairy: I haven't had time to see it.

Sun Wukong: This old man in WeChat, has a micro-store function, everyone can put the items they want to sell in the micro-store to sell.

"Micro shop?" Lin Hai eyebrows pick one, did not expect Tai Laojun this old man is quite advancing with the times, are engaged in online shopping.

Little confused fairy: This is a good thing.

Lin Hai himself prefers online shopping. He knows that if this micro-shop is opened, not only will Laojun benefit from it, but everyone else will get benefits. It is also convenient to open a store to make money and buy things.

This is definitely an epoch-making multi-win strategy. If you look at a certain treasure now, you know why Sun Wukong said that Taijun Laojun was defamed?

Sun Wukong: It’s a good thing, not a fake, but it’s bad. It’s too bad for Laojun’s old man.

Little confused fairy: too dark?

Lin Hai does not understand.

Sun Wukong: Yes, everyone is quite happy, and they are all ready to put things in the micro store. When they actually operate, they find that there are only three booths in this micro store. Whoever wants to put things in, needs to pay every day. 100,000 merit points, sales he still has to be 30%.

puff!

Lin Hai almost sprayed, a day of 100,000 merits? Also commissioned 30% of sales! Nima, this is too dark for Laojun!

Sun Wukong: In this way, everyone suddenly froze, and in the group they have been crusades to come to Laojun, and no one has supported him. They all say that he is black.

Lin Hai only remembered that when he was in the group, he used his message to brush his own messages. It seemed to be the words that said that he was too old.

Sun Wukong: The old man listened to Taibai Jinxing, the old man said that Taishang Laojun developed this micro-shop, but it took a lot of mana and merits. As a result, everyone didn’t buy it at all, and they accused him. You said he could not be angry. ?

"Imported? This can be no stranger to others. I can only say that he is too business-minded." Lin Hai couldn't help but laugh at him. He looked at someone's treasure and was free at first. When there were a lot of shopkeepers and buyers, he began to slowly focus on it. Put it on a cat and start charging.

Taishang Laojun this goods, even a little basics have not yet, so come up to do so, some people support him to go to hell.

Sun Wukong: And brother, you are running out of the screen at this time, too old Laojun just did not suffocate, you just hit the gun and kicked you.

Lin Hai nodded and finally knew what was going on.

Little confused immortal: I know, but still annoying please Dasheng, and talk to Taijun Laojun, see if you can pull me into the group again, please!

Sun Wukong: Let's talk about it, but Taijun Laojun is on the sigh of relief. After a few days, he and his grandson are taking a chance to talk to him.

Little confused fairy: Thank you, Da Sheng!

Ending the chat with Sun Wukong, Lin Hai suddenly found that there is an update reminder at the version of WeChat.

"There is a new version?" Lin Hai did not think about it, he ordered an update.

“Well?” After the update, Lin Hai discovered that there was a new feature.

"Tianting micro shop?" Lin Hai eyes brightened, "haha, this should be said by Sun Wukong, too, Laojun can do that."

Lin Hai curiously went in and saw what the store looked like.

puff!

But the result opened up and Lin Hai almost laughed and sprayed.

Nima, this is also called a micro store, it is too simple.

Lin Haiben thought that it was also the same as the mortal micro store. The decoration was very beautiful. When I entered, I found out that there were no other plaques except the three empty squares.

"Oh, is this still receiving 100,000 merits a day?" Lin Hai once again felt that Taishang Laojun was really black.

After putting the mobile phone, Lin Hai drove and bought a pen for the book fairy. By the way, he bought a pen water and a copybook. Lin Hai could not let him write ink on the rice paper with his ink.

Where the painting king was, Lin Hai had no time to teach him, and he bought him a sketchbook and a set of tools.

After buying it, Lin Hai’s thoughts moved and disappeared directly into the car.

Just appeared in the holy place, Lin Hai still did not respond, the body suddenly was caught from behind.

Lin Hai was shocked and had not waited for the reaction. The people behind shouted and shouted.

"Draw the king, come over, I caught the master!"

"Really! Where is it?" Lin Hai only felt a flash of light in front of him, and the painting king appeared in front of himself with a surprise.

At this time, the person who hugged himself also let go of his hand. Lin Hai turned his head and looked at it. Who is it?

Lin Hai suddenly had a helplessness, Nima, what do you mean by these goods?

"Master, my pen" book sighed and spoke, with a look of hope.

"Give!" Lin Hai did not put a pen, ink and copybook directly to the book fairy.

The book fairy quickly reached out and caught it. He only glanced at it and he was overjoyed.

"Haha, thank you master, thank you master, I will go back to study first." After that, the book fairy squinted and ran away.

"Amount" Lin Hai looked at the book that was running faster than the rabbit, and it was awesome.

Nima, do you want to be so anxious, my brother hasn't taught you how to use the pen, don't even install it with a pen.

"Master, that" looked at the book fairy singularly ran away, the light in the eyes of the painting king was even more hot, looking at Lin Hai with a look of hope, some unnaturally squatting.

"Oh, yours!" Lin Hai knew what he meant by looking at it, and threw the sketch of the set directly to him.

"Hey, thank you master, thank you master!" The painting king was happy and broke into the forest.

Lin Hai waved his hand and turned his head and looked at the sleeping fairy next to him with some worry.

"How can I make Xianer wake up when I paint the predecessor?"

Painting a king, but also a worried look at the fairy.

"Master, Xianer is the spirit of the Holy Land. Her strength is enhanced with the improvement of the master's level. As long as the master raises his level, her strength will increase and she will wake up immediately, but if the level does not improve, she will I can't wake up forever."

“Level upgrade?” Lin Haiyi, “How can I improve my master's level?”

"It is not difficult to say this. It is not easy to say that it is easy." The painting king shook his head and sighed.

"Draw a king's predecessor, you don't sell off."

"Master, do you know what the essence of the Holy Land is?" The painting king's eyes suddenly flashed a glimmer of light, and the former sly look is like two people.

"Essence? Please also draw the predecessors of the king." Lin Hai saw the painting king with a serious face, and he could not help but solemnly rise.

"Master, you also know that the Holy Land not only warms the soul, but also defends against the attacks of the soul. In fact, this has a great relationship with its essence."

Lin Hai brows slightly wrinkled and nodded. He not only knows this, but he has personally experienced it.

"The fairy does not have to say it, and our four friends in the cold mountain are actually soul bodies."

"What!" Lin Hai was shocked.

He always thought that these four people are living gods or people, but they did not expect that they are all souls, or they are ghosts!

Lin Hai suddenly forced.

"Drawing the predecessors, what is going on here?"

"Hey!" The painting king sighed. "In fact, all four of us are people of the immortal world."

"Dixianjie?" Lin Hai's pupil suddenly shrank, this is the second time he heard the fairyland.

"We are all inexplicable, killed by the first owner of the Holy Land, and taken into the holy place!" After the painting king finished, his eyes suddenly flashed a hateful light.

"What!" Lin Hai was even more aggressive. He did not expect that these four people were killed by the first owner of the Holy Land and then harvested into the Holy Land!

The hatred in the eyes of the king of the painting flashed away and returned to its original state.

"After entering the holy world, we realized that the essence of this holy world is simply a huge soul container!"

"Soul container!" Lin Hai's heart slammed!