Technology changes the life of cultivators

Ye Jianling made a big upset, which naturally caused the audience to throw banana peels.

He put away the Jade Sparrow Sword Feather, hurriedly cupped his hands and ran towards the special passage.

In the luxurious box on the top of the arena, the father and daughter of Emperor Cangwu were a little dumbfounded.

"Your third brother, just like that...was eliminated like this?"

Grandpa Bi pinched his beard fiercely and said, "If you don't have a soul-sealing hood, you won't be a match for your third brother. The old man still expects him to win two games in the Holy Land!"

Cao Peipei spread her hands: "Then what should we do? Who told him that he was unlucky? He didn't even have a single golden bird feather? Fat uncle, don't you have any points?"

The big fat man behind Grandpa Bi is a distant county king, who has always been loyal to Emperor Cangwu, and has served as the person in charge of the Tianjiao Competition for more than a dozen times.

At this time, he couldn't say anything, this match was specially arranged, and he knew the Golden Bird Sword Feather in the hands of both sides clearly!

"The third one found me by himself, and said that he wanted to fight Ye Jianling. He taught Ye Jianling a lesson, and made this kid win with tricks, lose with tricks, and make him unable to turn over. I didn't expect..."

Emperor Cangwu smiled wryly: "Didn't expect the plot to be reversed, right? You didn't expect this guy to have so many weird weapons, did you? Didn't the third child count the number of golden sparrow sword feathers?"

The fat king's face was wrinkled into a big bun: "He...he didn't ask this...I also think he is sure to win..."

Understood!
Cao Zhi must have investigated Ye Jianling and knew that this guy was also a seed player.

If Ye Jianling loses and can return, Cao Zhi can use the hands of the Fat County King to send the strongest players to beat him to death.

Even Cao Zhi didn't think he would lose at all. He brought more than 1000 immortal cannons. How could Ye Jianling compare his wealth with him?
So he didn't even bother to ask the Fat County King the specific number of golden bird sword feathers in the hands of both sides.

Ye Jianling played two more games than himself, and several times more than himself, so there must be some leftovers for a Jade Sparrow.

Cao Peipei had no choice but to comfort her father: "If you want to make money in the Holy Land, why don't you just keep selling Ye Jianling? He has collected so much scum, he must have plans to purify it. I will sell him some high-quality fairy materials later, and let him refine some more The same goes for great guys!"

Things have come to this, what can we do?

Grandpa Bi nodded and agreed to Xiao Qi's plan!
The purpose is to make money, who is not to be suppressed?

As for letting the third child compete for the Holy Son, he never thought about it.

Such a arduous task should be handed over to Xiao Qi who is carrying the three-light soul-sealing hood.

Ye Jianling finally let out a sigh of relief, and made a lot of money from the organizer.

One pays five, and the 50 original capital is recovered, and the other party has to pay [-] top-grade immortal crystals.

Brother, I have never been so rich, even if I reward the little beauty with a bun face ten top-quality items, he doesn't feel bad at all.

Of course, the one who made the most money in this competition was that fat guy Zhu Yishan.

Huh?What about the fat man?

"Brother Ye? Are you looking for me?"

A wealthy middle-aged businessman floated over, and Ye Jianling was taken aback for a moment: "Okay, Lao Zhu, you are still at the end of your disguise, and you almost slipped my brother's eyes!"

Zhu Yishan glanced around, as if he was afraid of being missed, he sent a voice transmission: "Brother, let's go with my brother, give me courage, I want to exchange the family heirloom!"

"Picture of spring trees and autumn fragrance? Space treasure?"

Ye Jianling looked excited, and embraced Zhu Yishan's fat shoulders enthusiastically, making the guy tremble in fright.

You have changed too much before and after, right?
When I saw my brother before the game, I wanted to sneak away, for fear that I would ask you to borrow money?

Why does every friend who wishes someone the truth end up doing the same to me?

Isn't the old saying often said that a gentleman has the righteousness of making money?
"Brother, I just saw that you earned 50 top-grade immortal crystals, you...you don't think about my little money, do you?"

Are you a little money?How about you being richer than me after repaying the usury?

Ye Jianling saw Zhu Yishan's nervous look covering his left hand with his right hand, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, I won't ask you to borrow money! I'm not as good at gambling as you are! In this way, I will accompany you for a while, give me Take a look at your family heirloom, just three days, okay?"

Zhu Yishan let go of his hand in an instant, and said with a relieved smile: "Hey! I thought it was something, my brother, my little heart, jumped for a long time! It's okay, just watch, three days is not enough, five days That's fine, that picture is broken!"

The two left Qixia Mountain like lightning, and went straight to a nearby commercial street.

"Why don't you borrow money at Qixia Mountain? I think the State Guest House also provides this kind of service?" Ye Jianling asked curiously.

Zhu Yishan said in a ghostly voice transmission: "Brother, don't you know that it is the property of the royal family? Our Emperor Cangwu regards wealth as his life, and the usury at the State Guest House is half as expensive as outside, so fools would borrow it there! "

Facts have proved that Zhu Yishan's seemingly clever move turned out to be a big fool!
Although the interest rate of the state guesthouse is ridiculously high, the royal family must pay attention to face and will not renege on debts. Reputation is still the first.

But the commercial street is mixed with fish and dragons, so it's hard to say!

This is an underground bank, entered from a small antique shop, it doesn't look conspicuous at all, and I don't know how the fat man found it here!

The other party didn't even have a business counter, just set up a tea table. Opposite Ye Jianling and Zhu Yishan stood more than 20 burly men with fleshy faces.

These big men have the lowest cultivation bases of the late Jinxian period.

And the leader turned out to be a mysterious master with unpredictable strength.

Ye Jianling felt that the aura in this guy was similar to that of a referee in an arena.

Well!A majestic mid-level Xuan-level master actually joins the underworld and opens an underground bank?

"Fatty, come to pay back the money so soon?"

The mysterious master took a sip from the tea bowl with a smile on his face, but he didn't pour a cup of tea for the customer.

"A loan of 45 yuan, one day, 90.00% interest rate, forget it, Grandpa Mao, let me just order it, double it..."

"What's the matter?"

The fat man jumped up from the chair like a cat whose tail was trampled on, and screamed, "Maobuping, are you the one who does business like this? You agreed on 30.00%? Why did it more than triple?"

Mao Buping reached out to the goatee accountant behind him and said, "Give me that broken picture!"

The old accountant with three goat beards took out a splash-ink landscape painting by Xuan Guangyu from the storage ring, three feet long and short, simple and elegant.

That Mao smashed the picture of spring trees and autumn fragrance directly on Zhu Yishan's forehead with a clatter of disdain, and immediately changed his face and began to curse.

"How dare you grow hair? Dare to deceive Grandpa Mao? Huh? Taking advantage of Grandpa's absence, use a pair of damaged Xuan-level fairy treasures to deceive people? Fatty, are you tired of living?"