Celestial

"It's a bottomless hole..."

Lin Fei glanced around and calculated what he needed now.

Now with many magic weapons, it is gradually moving to a higher level, and the desire for innate spirits has reached a new level. For example, this Soul Orb is almost about to become a gold-swallowing monster.

After merging with the eighteen-story tower, its potential has reached an extremely high level, but this extremely high potential also requires a lot of resources to fill it. After it comes out, the innate spirit should also digest seven It's about seven or eight, and the demand for innate aura must be improved.

At this critical stage of growth, if it is not yet assigned to innate auras, then it is indeed unreasonable...

But if it's a supply...what should he do with his free array?

Could it not be maintained?

Even if you don’t mention these two, you need a lot of gold when you are practicing. Although there are many reserves, but if you consider the future impact on the real body, these may not be enough to watch now...

"Old man, I understand you..."

After finishing the calculation, Lin Fei sighed and couldn't help thinking of the old man's nagging. When he was stationed to manage and ask the sword pavilion at that time, when he spent money every year, he didn't listen to the old man's reprimands about how the cost is so big. , Complaining that he was too wasteful.

Finally, he buckled and pulled out some spirit stones from his sleeves, and also told himself to save some flowers. In the future, don't spend any money to send any guards, just let Lin Banhu, who was wounded, take the place.

At that time, I didn't despise myself much. There was a big head of the old school and the old-style dharma body. In order to manage the spirit stone of the Jianjian Pavilion to such a point, even the cost of maintaining the guard must be considered...

But now that they have these magic weapons, Lin Fei can feel that it was not easy for the old man.

Now that these magic weapons in my own body, combined with my own consumption, I am afraid that it can already be comparable to Wen Jianzong under the auspices of a Qianyuan real person. This is not counted as a higher cost in the future.

The old man's question about the size of the Sword Sect was less than ten times that of the present, plus Lin Banhu, a fast-growing dharma body, the resources in all aspects are definitely more terrifying...

It's no wonder that after Lin Banhu's breakthrough to the dharma body, the old man's hair is getting shorter every day...

However, at that time, Wen Jianzong had two dharma bodies sitting in town. No matter what resources came out of which world, he must definitely participate in the carve-out.

I'm a little bit troublesome...

Selling that information is a good income, but the problem is that there are things that you can't get by buying and buying.

For example, the innate aura is not a matter of money. Lin Fei estimates that even if he concentrated the innate aura in the entire Tianmen City, I am afraid it is not enough to consume.

"Sure enough, I still have to rely on the seven secret libraries..."

Lin Fei wanted to think about it, but he could only pin his hopes on the seven secret vaults. The old man’s family left behind, but it should not be underestimated...

You just have to do it step by step. If you want to make small movements under the prohibition of the legal body, you must do nothing.

But while thinking about this, there was a loud noise outside.

"Bai Jue, we have made enough concessions. What else do you want? You can get rid of that Zhou Yuan, we are very grateful to you, but you don't have to be intimate." A very rude voice Said.

"Yeah, and the last time you lacked the information of Meng Mengshan, I lent it to you. You didn't collect money from you. Did you forget? You still owe my favor! I said, you can't forget your life what…"

"Ning Tianze, you knew what the intelligence was about. You used it to pay back the debts you owed me before. You and I don't owe each other. As for Zhou Yuan, I don't need to thank you. I have nothing. I didn’t do it. It’s just that Qian Xiang Zhenjun and his old man are well aware of it. Also, I don’t need someone else to do business. Please come back!”

"Why don't you owe each other, how can it be so easy!" When I was mentioned about the previous incident, the voice asking for the return of humanity seemed a little bit angry and angry: "I tell you, now everyone can do business well, relying on all It’s mutual help. If you’re troubled by this little thing, be careful!"

While the dispute was over, no one noticed that Lin Fei had gone out and saw that seven or eight people were standing outside the cabin with blushing neck and thick neck, and he asked in a casual way: "Be careful after what?"

"After being careful, what the **** does it matter to you?"

It was a short and fat monk who was speaking halfway through the words, but he suddenly froze, because he found out that the answer was not white but a young man who looked very strange and scolded After one sentence, I was too lazy to continue to say to Bai Jue: "Be careful after we join forces to block you, you don't want to do any intelligence business anymore!"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Jue's face suddenly sank.

This hand is indeed quite venomous. These people, without exception, are all in Tianmen City, who are reselling all kinds of intelligence.

Adding so many people together, the resources they hold can be said to account for as much as 90% of the entire Tianmen City. If this news comes out, there will indeed be no one, risking their rejection, and providing themselves Intelligence.

And what kind of intelligence dealer is the intelligence dealer who lost its source?

There is no doubt that this is equivalent to breaking the road...

Seeing the change in Bai Jue's complexion, the chunky monk saw that it worked, and immediately said: "Of course, this is just a possibility. After all, everyone is a fellow, and it is not without friendship in the weekdays. There is no need to hurt this little thing. Peaceful, our conditions are good enough, you just need to mention the price, the rest will be handled by us, you will receive 30% of the income, what's wrong..."

"What is the 30% return?"

"Yes..." The chunky monk was about to say it, but it felt wrong. At first glance, it was the young man who intervened there. Suddenly, there was a burst of fire. Get out of here and hurry up."

"I want to go too, but now you are standing by my door? So you should go if you want to go."

"Damn, I won't leave today, how can you treat me!"

However, the other party does not seem to be very face-saving...

"Then I had to throw you out."

"My mother didn't believe it today!" The chubby monk suddenly became furious, and even Bai put it aside: "You threw me a try today, do you know who we are?"