The beginning of the routine was because I tasted the sweetness.

With the latest excuse, Chen Xia successfully added 60,000 spirit stone debt to the fishing man.

No matter how many spirit stones you borrow, it’s just a sentence like “Remember my master.”

But the fisherman was not sure why, maybe he was busy, so he didn't come to find Chen Xia, and maybe he didn't want to worry about this matter.

However, Chen Xia also borrowed spirit stones from the elders. One or two thousand spirit stones are not particularly large for the formal elders. If they can be taken out, they will not ask more questions or urge them.

In addition, Chen Xia also cared about the Fourteenth Son of Cangtian's words of borrowing spirit stones, but the young man was not as easy as the old man to cheat, and he shook his head and said that he had no money.

Chen Xia was not discouraged, and asked one by one from top to bottom until he asked Li Yang.

Li Yang was very curious about Chen Xia’s question about borrowing money and tilted his head, "Didn’t you make a lot of money by refining medicine? Why are you still short of money?"

Chen Xia replied honestly: "Because you use a lot of money and cannot complement each other, you are short of money."

Li Yang sighed, "I really envy you for your ability to refine medicine and have strong combat power. You are only one year higher than me, but you are already sitting in the position of the elder of the Law."

Chen Xia shook his head, "Nothing is important. Whether you borrow money or not is very important to me."

"Haha, how much do you want to borrow?" Li Yang asked with a smile, raising his heroic brows lightly, without any provocation, but rather a little playful.

"It's about 10,000 or 20,000." Chen Xia replied.

"Then it's 10,000." Li Yang chuckled, looked at Tianqiong, and was not busy paying for it, and asked again.

"Why are you so powerful? It's a bit beyond my imagination."

Chen Xia reached out and touched her nose, thought for a while, and replied calmly: "Maybe it's because I'm lucky."

He said this sentence very seriously and was not a joke.

Li Yang chuckled slightly, but didn't take it seriously, "Then I really want to have the same luck as you."

"Well, it's enough to think about it." Chen Xia chuckled, shoulder to shoulder with Li Yang, looking at the pale sky, and his tone was low, as if he was muttering.

"Actually, if I have a choice, I don't want to be so powerful. Just let me stay in my hometown and live a life and wait for death is also a good result."

"But time, it always pushes me away."

"Who isn't?" Li Yang asked with a chuckling.

Chen Xia also smiled, kicked the stone in front of him gently, nodded and said, "Yes, who is not."

Time will change everything. Chen Xia didn’t believe it very much before, but now he has to believe it.

After today, Chen Xia stopped borrowing money and borrowed a total of 70,000 spirit stones, which is not too much.

And half a month after he stopped borrowing money, Pan Dadao came to him, and the short figure hurriedly ran over, jumped into the threshold of Chen Xia's cave mansion, and shouted.

"Why didn't you tell me how many spirit stones you borrowed? I have so many spirit stones here."

Pan Dadao shouted, while taking out an exquisite storage magic weapon from his arms. He shook it twice and heard the sound of some spirit stones fighting inside.

"Didn't you keep these spirit stones for buying purple gold coffins? Why would you bear to give them to me?" Chen Xia asked curiously.

"Didn't you borrow it?" Pan Dadao was a little confused. The news he heard was that Chen Xia was borrowing the spirit stone.

This really stopped Chen Xia, and after a while, he replied quietly: "But it may not be paid."

Pan Dadao quickly waved his hand and said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not bad. You can take it first. If you can pay it back, it's okay if you can. I'm a slutty bone, and I'll be the same as any coffin."

Chen Xia shook his head, "Your coffin is still a big deal. Although you always say that the coffin book is gone, it's okay if it's a coffin book, it's better to keep it."

"If you need it, you'd better take it first." Pan Dadao still said so.

"You're just seeing each other now." Chen Xia shook his head, "We have known each other for hundreds of years. No matter how bad the relationship is, it's still half a friend. With your attitude, it's hard for me to be friends with you."

"Ah...ah..." Pan Dadao was stunned for a moment, standing there, his short body was not tall at all, but he looked even shorter at this moment, lowering his head and said a slight voice.

"You...you forgive me. I am not good at talking to people and have no friends. If you say that, I...I am a little flattered."

Chen Xia touched her head and was also a little worried, "I definitely won't want your coffin. Keep it for yourself to buy it. Isn't this your wish? Why don't you want it now?"

Pan Dadao stammered, "You... are you short of money, right?"

"No matter how short of money, you can't fill it with your wishes." Chen Xia shook her head.

Pan Dadao was stunned, as if he could not understand this sentence with his thousands of years of experience in cultivating immortals. In his opinion, isn’t the great monk just to oppress and exploit the young monks?

"For... why?"

Pan Dadao couldn't help asking.

Chen Xia touched her nose, "Because this is not cool at all, can I answer this way?"

Pan Dadao really didn't understand, "But standing at a high place is just to make profits from a low place. This is how the road to cultivation is taken."

"Why do you need to make profits from low places?" Chen Xia shook his head, "In fact, there is another way of thinking, which is to stand on a high place to make life well in the low place."

"Of course I definitely don't think this way, but I won't make profits from low places as you said."

Chen Xia's head tilted and she grinned, "I don't care."

"You...you really have insights." Pan Dadao kept lowering his head and answered in a stammering voice, but he still didn't understand Chen Xia.

This is normal. If you explain freedom and equality to those who have been oppressed for a long time, he will probably not understand it and will even think you are crazy.

And among monks, there are even more ranks.

Chen Xia didn't want to change anything, but she didn't want to just follow the rules.

"I definitely don't want the spirit stone. Go back. If you buy a purple gold coffin and get a shortage of money, you can come to me to borrow it. If you die, you don't have to pay it back."

Chen Xia said calmly, with no joking tone.

"Thank you." Pan Dadao bowed to Chen Xia with his fists. He had been bullied for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what Chen Xia said.

He had thought about other questions before.

For example, why do others like to bully him? Is it because he has low cultivation, low status, or is it short and unpleasant?

No answers.

I only knew that I was afraid of being beaten later, so he knelt one by one and begged those people for forgiveness, kneeling in the muddy ground, and the splashed sewage spilled his head.

The people sneered and asked him to kowtow into the muddy sewage and admit his mistake.

Pan Dadao did as he did. While kowtowing, he saw himself through the muddy sewage.

Miserable and funny.

Bang!

The mud and water were splashing everywhere, and he was so ridiculed that he couldn't raise his head.

Those people forgave him, but Pan Dadao didn't know where he did it wrong.

And that kneeling...
Chapter completed!