With the blessing of the magic stone, Wu Ming can create anything related to gold.
After a while, with the appearance of gold cups, gold kettles, and gold pots, the first people to be dumbfounded were the primitive people selling pottery.
Compared with the gray pottery that only had a shape, the gold pot Wu Ming took out was not only more beautiful in style, but also less likely to be broken.
After asking about the effects of these things, pottery immediately became an existence that no one cared about.
Even those who had exchanged pottery before were hesitating whether it would be better to return it.
"What, you want to use these feathers to exchange for my golden mask and take it back to the witch?" In the excitement, Wu Ming was pulled by Zhuoma, and it was actually for a deal.
Dolma has very few things, only a few beautiful feathers that can be placed on the head as decoration.
In her words, this golden mask looks very majestic. If a shaman wears it on his face to participate in sacrifices, he will definitely be recognized by the spirits of his ancestors.
"Exchange is definitely not possible!" Wu Ming thought for a long time and said this.
Upon hearing this, the joy in Zhuoma's eyes quickly disappeared, and her whole person became gloomy.
However, these primitive people are still very particular about rules. Even if they cannot reach a deal, no one will come forward to rob it, but they will become a little unhappy.
"I can't exchange it, but I can give it to you, plus a golden scepter!"
Wu Ming spoke very slowly, paused, and then said: "But I have a request. I hope the people of the Gray Rock Tribe can send manpower to other tribes to promote my gold products! In exchange, I am willing to give you 20%
interests, and you want to give me friendship, the deepest friendship!"
What is the 20% benefit? This Zhuoma didn't understand, but Friendship did: "If you are willing to contribute to the witch, you are a guest of our tribe. But how do you want to promote these things and let us sell them?"
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"No need to sell it, I will put on my gold jewelry for you, and let you wear these things and go around other tribes a few times. Tell them that I have better things here than porcelain, and also very gorgeous jewelry. If you want
Come to the Gray Rock Tribe for trading, I only exchange things that can increase your cultivation!" Wu Ming told his plan, and Dolma listened thoughtfully.
In the next few days, people from the Gray Rock Tribe began to set out to visit other tribes.
Before Wu Ming left these primitive people, he dressed them in gorgeous decorations from beginning to end, plus a gold porcelain jar for each person. Even in order to ensure everyone's safety and not be robbed halfway, he also
Three golden cauldrons were paid for the guards to protect the safety of these people.
"Come back, someone is back!"
On the fifth day, some of the primitive people who had gone out began to return one after another.
This time, the returning primitive people not only brought good news, but also people from other tribes followed them to the Gray Rock Tribe.
"The golden mask and scepter, our witch needs it, I want to start the transaction immediately!"
"I want a cauldron and jewelry. Our leader's wife should use these to dress herself up and show her uniqueness."
"Do you still have the golden armor from last time? I am the number one warrior of the Blackwater Tribe, and I will wear these golden armors to attend the grandest sacrificial ceremony!"
Various transaction requests came in like snowflakes, and Wu Ming couldn't smile from ear to ear when he saw them.
Many of the representatives of various tribes who came here were sent by shamans and tribal leaders, and a few were warriors with more than three bloodstains. They were all people who were not short of money.
Wu Ming has very strict requirements, and only medicinal materials that enhance cultivation are within his acceptance range.
As a result, after half a day of trading, hundreds of cherry-like fruits were harvested. In addition, there were also some lotus seeds, red fruits, apricots, and other unknown things that can increase cultivation.
"Now that I've made it, it's better to be a primitive society! So many things are enough for me to rush to the Nascent Soul stage and look forward to the out-of-body stage!" Wu Ming felt that after being a slave all his life, it was finally his turn to make the decision.
Without saying a word, Wu Ming gave Zhuoma 20% of the harvest and went directly into seclusion.
A month later, almost all the surrounding tribes came here, and various deals were concluded one after another.
Although these heavenly materials and earthly treasures were sent, they were not truly immortal, but they also had many amazing effects.
By the time Wu Ming had eaten enough and his body developed resistance to the medicine, he was already a monk on the third level of out-of-body experience, and his cultivation level had improved by two levels.
"Good morning, Wu!"
"Wu, my family has stewed animal meat today, let's eat some together."
"Wu, you are such a good character. If you stay in the tribe, I will marry you."
Compared with the gains in cultivation, the friendship of the Gray Rock Tribe is also one of Wu Ming's gains.
After all, Wu Ming would give some good things to the tribe after making his own transactions.
Zhuo, who had always disliked him over time, now smiled a bit when they met, and others even tried to persuade him to join the Gray Rock Tribe.
Wu Ming has no idea about joining the Gray Rock Tribe yet.
During this month, Wu never showed up, and I don't know what he was busy with.
Wu Ming just followed Zhuoma's advice and followed the Romans, smeared four blood stains on his face and planned his next move.
"It has been a month and a half since we entered here, but the support from the sect has still not arrived. I plan to take you away first and go to the three-eyed stone statue group. What do you think?"
Sitting in the cave, Wu Ming slowly spoke, with Chen Yuxin and several others sitting next to him.
Hearing this statement, everyone present looked at each other, and some people reluctantly said: "You have entered the out-of-body stage from the golden elixir for more than a month, but we have gained nothing. These primitive people are so good.
Liar, why don’t you let them let us out? If we go out and do whatever we want, wouldn’t we be able to get the treasures at our fingertips just like you?”
"That is, if there is such a good thing, why are we looking for the stone statue of the Three-Eyed Clan? We can stay here for a few years in peace and contentment, and use various means to let these primitive people find heaven, earth, treasures and cultivation resources for us. Isn't it right?
Better than us running around?”
Everything Wu Ming did during this period was seen by these people, and all of them had an unbalanced mentality.
Why are all the benefits yours? We can only be locked in a cave and can't even get out.
Isn't it just a few pieces of gold? Although we don't have gold, if we try to fool primitive people with our IQ, we won't be any worse than you.
With this mentality, the dozen or so monks present had no intention of leaving.
In the past few days, these people had not been able to see Wu Ming, and their hearts were filled with anger.
Now, when they heard that Wu Ming was leaving, everyone was not happy but jealous. They wanted to rush up and bite off Wu Ming's ears.
"What do you want?" After hearing these remarks, Wu Ming smiled half-heartedly and asked these people.
"Ask them to let us out. We won't go looking for the Three-Eyed Tribe stone statue, and we will stay here."
"Yes, let's just join their tribe. I believe that with our level, we won't have to go into the mountains and forests to find those natural and earthly treasures. We can just use some means to fool these people around, and it won't be sold by us.
Know."
Various words were spoken by everyone, but the answer was quite unified.
Wu Ming had a smile on his face, glanced slightly, and asked softly: "If you ask me, who do you think you are? Are you my son?"
"You, why do you curse?"
"That is, we are all outsiders and we all belong to the six major sects. Shouldn't we take care of each other?"
"Why are you such a bad-hearted person? You only think about yourself and don't have any sense of community. Are you still not a human being?"
Counterarguments followed, and many people with illusions thought they were standing on the high ground of justice and condemned Wu Ming one after another.
Wu Ming just smiled slightly and looked at these people with amusement.
Could it be that he was too good to these people, and they thought that he was sincere and could be deceived, and they regarded him as their savior.
"It's time to eat, come and eat quickly!"
A soldier carrying a barbecue walked into the cave, apparently to deliver food.
Seeing that there was food, more than a dozen people in the cave came together to share. A few people were still complaining: "It's these animal meats and fruits again, grandma's, they make me feel sick to my stomach!"
"If you don't want to eat, then don't eat!" Wu Ming stopped the soldier who was delivering the food with a smile on his face.
The soldier who delivered the food screamed. After being stopped, he looked at Wu Ming strangely and said, "Wu, what's wrong?"
Wu Ming pointed at these people and said: "These people are not hungry, and they waste food when they eat. Listen to me, if you don't give them food for three days, I will tell Zhuoma about this!"
"Okay!" After hearing this, Chao took the food and left, leaving behind many monks who didn't know what was going on.
"Why did he leave and leave the food behind?"
"What's going on? Is the animal meat not cooked yet and processed again?"
The grammar of primitive people is very strange. There is no magic similar to understanding language. These people cannot understand each other's words.
Wu Ming did not answer these people's questions and directly led Zhao Hu and others out of the cave. He had given up hope on these people.
"Wu Ming, these people are actually"
"Cannon fodder, these people are cannon fodder, but before using them, you need to polish your mentality! It's ridiculous, I don't owe them anything, but they dare to make demands of me!"
Outside the cave, Wu Ming did not let Zhao Hu continue, and he did not want to hear any explanation.
Over a month, these people have forgotten their own identities and only see the success of others.
If Wu Ming hadn't thought that these people could be used as cannon fodder, he wouldn't have wanted to waste a minute.
"Wu, the witch has come out of seclusion and asked you to come over immediately. It is said that it is about the stone statue!"
"Stone Statue"
Wu Ming stopped and looked towards Wu's cave.
When he saw it, Wu Zheng was standing outside the cave, looking at him as well.
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