I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Many people are well aware and have guessed Huarong's scheme.

"Brother Nan, be careful, Elder Hua seems to want to get rid of you, so don't take this task..."

A certain disciple warned through sound transmission carefully.

After hearing this, Ye Nan suddenly realized.

After understanding, he smiled lightly, and instead of refusing, he said generously, "Okay, I'll take it."

"I hope you don't die there." Huarong sent him the task, hiding something in his words.

Ye Nan was too lazy to get to know this kind of trash woman, so he turned into a streamer and left.

After a few breaths, Ten Thousand Devils Cave.

When Ye Nan came here, he drew his long sword out of its sheath. After entering the cave, he raised his sword and dropped it like chopping melons and vegetables. He quickly killed tens of thousands of demon cultivators.

At this time, his white clothes were like snow, not stained with a trace of blood.

"Okay, you can go back."

After the words fell, Ye Nan's figure disappeared from the spot with a whoosh.

The next moment, he returned to the Bloody Holy Land.

From starting to killing, the whole process took less than a stick of incense.

"Hey, why are you back again?" Seeing Nanye reappear in the hall, Huarong's eyebrows twitched.

Ye Nan said lightly: "The Wanmo Cave has been wiped out, please give me the reward."

What?Already wiped out?

Huarong was stunned for a moment, unable to believe it.

Many disciples present were also shocked, as if struck by lightning.

No way, not only did he not die, but he came back in such a short time?

"let me see."

Huarong quickly let go of her consciousness and explored towards Alcatraz Island.

A moment later, when she sensed that there was not a single demon cultivator there, only the smell of blood soaring into the sky, and all the demon cultivators were completely dead, her heart was shocked, and her eyebrows were raised immediately.

"How did you do it in such a short time?"

Ye Nan smiled slightly, "I was lucky. When I arrived, I found that they were all asleep, so I took the opportunity to kill them."

"So it is."

A hint of disdain rose in Hua Rong's heart.

This group of demon cultivators were daytime and nocturnal, and they only slept during the day, and when they were sleeping to death, Nan Ye happened to pick up a leak. They were really lucky.

All right, well, since you're so lucky, here's another one.

Instead of paying Ye Nan, she directly announced the second mission.

"Here are ten combs. You can sell them all within one stick of incense. If you don't come back on time, then you don't have to come back."

With that said, Huarong took out ten sawtooth combs made of wood from the storage bag and handed them to Ye Nan.

This comb is full of scattered hair stubbles, and the surface is still tattered. It can be seen that it is about to be scrapped.

"This... I see you."

Some disciples sighed in their hearts.

Selling combs is not a serious task at all, who can sell all ten combs within a stick of incense?
Isn't this embarrassing Nan Ye?
Ye Nan looked down at the ten tattered combs, completely disgusted by Huarong.

If a stick of incense is not sold out, I will be expelled from the Holy Land, right?It's really ruthless.

Think no more.

Ye Nan turned into a streak of light, and hurriedly left.

"Wait!"

Huarong suddenly shouted: "To prevent you from stealing and cheating, I have to follow you!"

She was afraid that Ye Nan would find a place to throw the comb away, and then use his own spirit stones to fill up the count, and come back to complete the task, wouldn't her calculations be in vain again?

Due to time constraints, Ye Nan nodded directly after listening to her words, and only said: "I see."

Immediately, two beams of light pierced through the void and fled towards the east of the holy land group.

Ye Nan didn't go to other places to sell combs, and directly led Huarong to Panding Holy Land.

"Hey, this is No. 60, [-], much higher than ours. What is he doing here?"

Huarong muttered.

But she didn't ask either.

Ye Nan fell to the ground, came directly to Ouyang Xi's boudoir, and yelled: "The comb is for sale, the comb is for sale!"

Huarong's face turned pale with fright, and she cursed angrily: "Bastard! This is the Holy Land of Panding, if you yell like this, what if they get angry and shoot us to death on the spot!?"

Ye Nan didn't have time to talk to her, because the door of the boudoir had been opened, and Ouyang Xi came out from inside.

"Me!" Huarong quickly covered her mouth.

In front of Ouyang Xi, she was overshadowed. She was inferior in appearance and strength, and she was afraid that the other party would slap her to death.

Ye Nan looked at Ouyang Xi, and secretly said: "It's too late to explain, buy all these combs, hurry up."

?

Ouyang Xi was a little confused.

but.

Although she didn't understand why Ye Nan did this, but in order to gain his favor, she immediately stepped forward, picked it up, and asked, "My little brother, how do you sell this comb?"

Ye Nanlang said: "If you want to buy it, just buy ten of them, a total of 3 yuan of spirit stones."

Huarong's eyes widened and she covered her mouth again.

Ten broken combs, you just sell them for [-] yuan?
Do you think Ouyang Shengzhu is stupid?

was thinking.

Ouyang Xi suddenly smiled kindly and said, "Okay, I'll buy it."

She snapped her fingers, and the 3 yuan Lingshi immediately fell into Ye Nan's hands.

Ye Nan gave her the comb, then looked at Hua Rong, and said with a smile: "Elder Hua, I have completed the task, and now the time seems to have passed even half a stick of incense."

Hua Rong didn't know how to refute for a while.

After a long time, she tremblingly said: "I still have ten combs. If you can sell them to the monk, it will be considered complete."

Selling combs to monks?

Ye Nan raised his eyebrows.

Monks are all bald, so what do you need a comb for?eat?
He glanced at Huarong, only to feel that this woman is so disgusting, in order to punish him, she used all kinds of indecent tricks.

Ouyang Xi didn't speak.

She knew in her heart that she had to pretend that she didn't know Ye Nan. Although she didn't know what the mission he said was, it was better not to ruin his business.

"It's still time for a stick of incense, hurry up!"

Huarong took out ten rotten combs and handed them to Ye Nan without any explanation.

Ye Nan didn't say a word on the face, but he scolded her thousands of times in his heart.

Before leaving, he secretly sent a voice transmission to Ouyang Xi to thank him: "Thank you, I went to the Holy Land of Bathed in Blood and encountered this trash woman making things difficult, so I came out to sell combs..."

Ouyang Xi understood.

call out! ——

Two streams of light flashed across, leaving the Panding Holy Land, and quickly fled towards the Sanskrit Holy Land.

When stepping into this holy place, Huarong was extremely happy.

Hmph, why would a monk need a comb? Let's see who you can sell it to!

was thinking.

Ye Nan came to the temple and drank a little inside, "The comb is for sale, the comb is for sale!"

Ok?
Wu Xiang inside was slightly taken aback, and immediately sensed that it was Nan Ye who had returned.

He hurried out of the temple, and Dang even saw Nanye leading a middle-aged woman with a mean face.

For a moment, he had a feeling in his heart. He secretly thought that Nanye's eyesight was not very good. How could he mix with this kind of woman?