After Jiaoqibao and Long Aotian switched bodies

There are countless "sages" in history who can learn from how a monarch went to destruction step by step.

In the final analysis, it is cronyism, disobedience to the words of loyalty and goodness, and insisting on going one's own way. Even if you don't have the ability to be a monarch, you still have to fiddle around.

In the main hall, the qin and zither are playing together, and the lingering sound is lingering. Behind the glass screen on one side, the musicians are singing softly. The dancers in feather tulle are swinging their waists gracefully, and their postures are graceful. Very lewd and immoral.

The high priest sat at his highness, with his back straight, "According to what the Demon Lord said, the way of betting on stones is to take the stones dug out from the mines and sell them without moving a knife?"

"Yes."

Wen Gu clicked his chin, stretched out a pair of straight and powerful long legs, and swung the wine in the gold wine glass with one hand, with a lazy and relaxed expression, very like a fool.

The high priest frowned, and said worriedly: "This...how does the Demon Venerable want to sell it?"

Wen Gu's goal was clear, so that the three thousand soul boys and the demons in the nineteenth city would avoid him, causing public resentment, and three months later, they sent him off with drums and gongs.

So the first step must be huge. The nineteenth city has the most people, and the most lively place is the round fire lotus square outside the Wangcheng. It is about a hundred feet wide and surrounded by teahouses and restaurants. No movement can escape the eyes of the Mozu people.

Wen Gu plans to set up a graceful and luxurious high platform in the center of the square, and then find a host to auction the stones dug out in a high-profile auction one by one. rough stone.

As for the host candidate, he has already selected Ye Jialan, because Ye Jialan's ability is the strongest under his command, not to mention in the nineteenth city, even in the Kyushu mainland, such a talent is unmatched.

Letting such a great magician with profound mana come to be an auctioneer who speaks kung fu is like splitting the beams of the house to make a torch, which is very overkill.

This is the effect Wen Gu wants, Ye Jialan will definitely feel aggrieved in his heart, and when he feels aggrieved, his service attitude will be bad, and the customers who come to gamble on stones will feel unhappy, and then charge this account to Mozun.

Wouldn't it be nice?

The high priest's eyes were piercing and he stroked his gray beard, "There is indeed a feasible way what the demon said, but how does the demon want to set the price?"

Wen Gu took a sip of the spicy wine, touched the tip of his nose, took a breath, and asked unhurriedly, "How much is your monthly salary?"

The high priest hesitated for a moment, and replied truthfully: "Three thousand spirit stones."

A piece of spirit stone can eat a delicious meal in the best tavern in the nineteenth city, and ten spirit stones can buy a sword that cuts iron like mud. With a monthly salary of one million, he is a properly rich man.

Wen Gu couldn't get a single spirit stone out of his body. He turned his head and thought for a few seconds, "Divide the picked stones into three parts according to their weight and size. The small ones are [-] spirit stones, the medium ones are [-] spirit stones, and the large ones are [-] spirit stones." Lingshi."

"..."

The high priest's expression froze on his face, and he almost blurted out "Why don't you rob!" Out of respect and trust for him, he took a deep breath and swallowed forcefully, "Mozun, the nineteenth city is rich, and there are only three households out of ten. If you can get the spirit stone you want, I'm afraid no one will participate in your stone gambling business!"

Three out of ten households can produce so many spirit stones?

"You're right." Wen Gu thought carefully about what the high priest said.

The high priest let out a long sigh of relief. If he made such a show on the Huolianhua Square, he would not only offend the big clans who contracted the various mines, but also offend the ordinary people in the imperial city. ?

Before his heart fell back to his stomach, he heard His Highness Wen Gu say slowly——

"That's how it is, the small one is [-] spirit stones, the middle one is [-] spirit stones, and the big one is sold... [-]."

Such a casual tone, as if talking about cabbage leaves in the vegetable market.

The high priest stared at him blankly, and after a long time murmured, "No one will buy it at all..."

now it's right.

If someone really buys the spirit stone, cuts it open and sees that it contains an unparalleled jasper gem, wouldn't it be a huge profit?

After earning a lot of money, how can he still hate the deceitful business offered by the Demon Venerable?It’s too late to thank the Demon Lord for making them a windfall. This is not the effect Wen Gu wanted. People who can afford a huge amount of spiritual stones are either rich or expensive among the demons. Let them pay for a broken stone. The probability is very small.

Even if someone took advantage of it and bought it, it might not be able to find a treasured gemstone. If you spend such a high price on a stone, can't you put this deep hatred on the Demon Lord's head?

The reason why the price is set so high is that Wen Gu is only to avoid ordinary people being deceived. As for the high priest saying that no one will buy it, that is really great.

Give everyone a notoriety of being a demon king for stealing money, and show everyone what he can do and what he can't do. There will be no one willing to support such a useless monarch, right?

Wen Gu has considered every link, and there are no loopholes in this plan, just waiting for everyone to happily send him back to Xuan Yuezong.

After sending away the sullen high priest, Wen Gu waved away the musician and dancer girl, the heavy night fell on the eaves, and a few brilliant lights were lit up sporadically in the hall.

Guessing that it was almost midnight, he hugged his knees and sat on the cushion, took out the photo mirror in the Buddhist beads, and looked down at Yuan Jiuyuan's cool eyes, whether he smiled or not, he had the vigor of a young man.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, standing on the dividing line of male maturity, there is not only the clean and freshness of a teenager, but also the calm and leisurely atmosphere of a man. These two kinds of mixed together give birth to a unique charm.

"Little Nine..."

Wen Gu sighed softly, resting his chin on his knees, his keen intuition told him that Yuan Jiuyuan seemed to like him too.

Growing up like Wen Gu, he has countless suitors from childhood to adulthood. Although his character is not very good, he has seen many affectionate eyes. Yuan Jiuyuan is different from those people. He looks at Wen Gu with straight eyes. Bai, very bold and explicit, without any shame.

Like a very hungry wolf cub, staring at the fresh and delicious prey unabashedly.

If there is no barrier, Wen Gu is very worried about his health, and there is no one in the vast Daze, if Yuan Jiuyuan has evil thoughts about him...

It is not impossible.

Wen Gu has never been very good at rejecting others, and it is even more difficult to reject Yuan Jiuyuan. He is only worried that his skin is delicate, and if he accidentally touches his leg, tears will fall down. Flushing and trembling all over, Yuan Jiuyuan didn't think he was being forced, did he?

"Wen Gu, why are you so evil?"

Wen Gu touched his hot earlobe, and couldn't help asking himself reproachfully in a low voice.

If you want to blame, you can blame Yuan Jiuyuan's abnormal physical reaction. After solving the problem for him, Wen Gu sometimes lost his mind and thought of that exciting feeling.

The entrance of the half-open main hall is brightly lit, and the exquisite carved lanterns cast shadows of dragons on the ground. With the wind passing through the hall, the dragons fluctuate and float on the ground.

I don't know how long it took, a beautiful court lady picked up a bamboo pole to take down the carved lamp, and carefully added a box of animal fat.

Wen Gu yawned lazily, "What time is it?"

The court lady bowed generously, and said with a smile: "Mozun, the time has just passed."

It's the second day?

Wen Gu regained his energy all of a sudden, it wasn't the first time this happened, so he didn't panic, last time he was trapped in the Holy Ruins for three days, and only after he walked out of the Holy Ruins did he switch bodies again.

Compared with life and death in the Holy Ruins, where life and death are at stake, life in the Demon Palace is comfortable and comfortable, accompanied by senior sisters, teachers and brothers.

Wen Gu stared fixedly at the dark skyline, the role of the modern Xiaoyuren had already been completed, so he didn't have to worry about causing trouble to the crew, but, without Yuan Jiuyuan, could he really play the role of the demon king well?

After a long time, he sighed softly.

"Xiao Jiu, I'm starting to miss you."

The next day.

In the early morning, the magic palace is full of rays of light, and the majestic palace is covered with a layer of light gold. As far as the eye can see, it is bright and golden, magnificent and majestic.

Feng Ao carried the lifeless Sai Rui, and climbed up the towering black stone stairs step by step. Wen Gu lay weakly on the low table, heard the footsteps, raised his head, glanced up, and asked with some energy: "Why did you come back? ? What about the little box?"

"Here." Feng Ao sent Sai Rui over with both hands, lowered his head and said apologetically, "Sai Rui seems to be dead, I called him for half a day and he didn't answer, and he also fed that life-saving pill to that little mouth." If you don’t eat, you’re probably starving to death.”

Siri should not refer to Siri, right?

The mobile phone has long been out of power and automatically shut down. It is difficult for Wen Gu to explain the problem of artificial intelligence to Feng Ao. He copied the mobile phone, and the mobile phone rotated half a circle on his fingertips. Lightning rods are made.

"Feng Ao, have you seen Lei Jie? What does it look like?"

First of all, you need to know how many volts the thunder calamity has and the area it covers. Wen Gu has only seen the special effect thunder calamity on TV.

Feng Ao looked at the phone worriedly, and said absent-mindedly: "I have seen it! There is an expert who crosses the robbery outside our city, and there are thunder formations three thousand feet around, and the thunder and lightning exploded for three days and three nights. It's all scorched earth, no matter whether it's a tree or a bird, there are no bones left!"

Three thousand feet is within about 1000 meters. According to Wen Gu's poor physical knowledge, there are at least one billion volts of lightning, thunder and thunder bombardment in such a wide area for three days and three nights.

Can a small lightning rod withstand a billion volts of electricity?

Forget it, never mind, Wen Gu picked up a brush and sketched the shape of a lightning rod on the paper. The base material could be black iron, and the black iron could be coated with tin. These two things are very common among the demons.

"What are you drawing?"

Feng Ao leaned over curiously to take a look.

"A magic weapon that can avoid thunder." Wen Gu replied without raising his head.

Feng Ao couldn't help laughing out loud, laughing out of joy, "Xuan Tie crossing the tin can avoid the thunder calamity? Lord Mozun, do you know that the magic weapon that can help to cross the calamity is a rare treasure. There was once a city lord Willing to exchange a Chicheng for a magic weapon that can withstand the first thunder disaster, how many thunder disasters can you, a mortal without any spiritual energy, withstand?"

After finishing the painting, Wen Gu gently dried the paper, and thoughtfully replied: "Theoretically, the lightning rod can avoid all lightning, but in the case of dense lightning, the ideal is that it can avoid [-]%."

Feng Ao had an expression of "Are you serious?", as a native of the world of cultivating immortals, no one understood the importance of crossing the catastrophe better than him, success or failure in life depends on it.

The magic weapon for crossing the catastrophe is the most precious of all magic weapons. A magic weapon that can block thunder and lightning can be sold for at least hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. This thing, using only black iron and tin ore, without any mana blessing, actually said that it can withstand [-]% of the thunder disaster?

If it is as miraculous as he said, Wen Gu is the No. 1 in the world of cultivation for hundreds of millions of years. Even Ziyi Zhenjun has to step back a little bit. Lost my mind.

Wen Gu naturally understood what Feng Ao was thinking. The fact that Du Leijie used a lightning rod was unimaginable. Not to mention Feng Ao didn't believe it, even the master and sister wouldn't believe it.

The well-informed Ziyi Zhenjun would not believe his words, but Wen Gu's thoughts are very firm. You don't need to believe him, but you must believe in science!

Scientific cultivation of immortals, please understand.