After Xiangque and the others entered Tiandao City, news about Xiao Luotian, Changshengtian and the Sihai Dragon Palace were still flowing towards the trading house.
Cheng Xiaodie and Nan Sijin have been intensively sifting through information from various channels for a long time recently, because the two of them have to accurately give the last resort at the most appropriate time and opportunity.
Smash it out to completely disintegrate the three immortal sects.
Cheng Xiaodie stretched her waist lazily, but stared at the jade slip in front of her with stern eyes, and said: "In the Taiyi Immortal Sect, there are at least 34,000 true immortals and golden immortals who have borrowed a large number of
There are more than 800 immortal stones, Daluo Jinxian, sixteen saints, and two great saints. The amount of Xuanling grass in the hands of these people is also quite terrifying. I estimate that there must be at least hundreds of thousands..."
"The situation in the General's Mansion is slightly stronger than theirs. The number of Jinxian and Daluo Jinxian is about the same, but there are a few less saints. There are only thirteen people, and one is the Great Sage!"
"The situation in the Dragon Palace is relatively stable. There are a total of 40,000 disciples below the Golden Immortal. There are over a thousand disciples under the Great Luo Jinxian. There are only a few saints and great sages combined..."
Cheng Xiaodie took a long breath and said: "But at the same time, Daluotian and Sanqingtian have finally begun to be stirred up, and the price of Xuanling grass is also rising. I estimate that it will take a few more months.
It’s time for these two sides to go crazy, so do we have to take action?”
Nan Sijin folded his arms, shook his head slowly and said: "Don't worry, just hold on a little longer. Xiang Que has a saying that is right. A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist. What will Daluotian and Sanqingtian be like?
, it’s actually none of our business.”
Cheng Xiaodie frowned and said, "I'm just afraid that a large amount of Xuanling grass will enter Changshengtian, Xiaoluotian and Sihai. If that happens, the price may not be able to maintain the current price."
"The people in Liangfangtian are not stupid either. As long as they know how crazy the Xuanling Grass is being fired here, they will definitely not let too much of the Xuanling Grass in their hands leak out, so you don't have to worry."
Nan Sijin said firmly: "Xiang Que told us before about a stock trading theory? It means when you
When the stock in your hand starts to rise, you always feel in your heart that it should rise a little more tomorrow. If it rises tomorrow, they will wonder whether it will rise again the day after tomorrow? This stock is Xuanlingcao,
I believe these people must be thinking that tomorrow’s price may be a lot more fairy stones, right?”
Cheng Xiaodie smiled and said speechlessly: "Sometimes I really wonder where he came from. Why can't we understand all the novel things he said?"
"I've always been curious about how weird the village he talked about was!" Nan Sijin said.
Time flies, and about a month has passed.
As Nan Sijin expected, the Mysterious Spirit Grass held by the people of these three major immortal sects has reached a very terrifying state, but no one really puts it out. Everyone is waiting in agony.
I wonder if the price will go up in a few days.
At the same time, more and more people are borrowing immortal stones. These people who have sworn the oath took a lot of immortal stones and began to collect Xuanling grass from Xiaoluotian and Changshengtian and other places beyond the four seas, preparing to ruthlessly destroy them when they came back.
Make a serious profit.
For a while now, the strange chaos that suddenly appeared in the three major immortal sects has actually attracted the attention of the powerful and senior officials in the sects. Especially the various behaviors of the disciples in the sects recently have made some people smell something unusual.
.
It's just that it's one thing to feel something is wrong, but no one can see what's wrong or even what the consequences will be.
He probably felt that the disciple's practice had been delayed and his state of mind was affected, but he never thought that a small and inconspicuous Xuanling grass would plunge Taiyi Immortal Sect, Dragon Palace and General's Mansion into the bottom of the valley.
So he can't extricate himself.
At the same time, in the Tiandao City of Dead Sea, preparations behind the scenes have reached the final moment. News from the trading company will be sent every day, allowing Xiang Que to effectively follow up the entire process, so as not to miss the opportunity to make a move.
A chilling atmosphere quietly filled the air.
At this time, Xiang Que, Lao Huangpizi, Shen Gongxiang, Lu Yun, Master Shangqing and others once again entered the pure land of the fairy world under the Dead Sea.
They were going to meet the founder of Mount Doom.
Looking at the starry sky above their heads, Shen Gongxiang, Lu Yun and Lao Huangpizi were all very surprised. They really did not expect that there was such a place underground under the Dead Sea. The mystery here was completely beyond their knowledge.
"This is also the remnant of the ancient immortal world? I can't help but think it, at least it must be from ancient times..." Old Huangpizi put his hands behind his back and looked at the vision in front of him and said slowly: "The atmosphere here is too simple.
It doesn’t belong to the ancient fairyland at all.”
"Are you quite sure?" Xiang Que asked, squinting his eyes.
Old Huang Pizi smiled "haha", shook his head and said: "You don't have to ask me about my exact origin now. I will tell you this when the time comes. If I don't tell you now, the time has not come yet.
"
Xiang Que turned to Shen Gongxiang and asked, "What about you?"
Shen Gongxiang replied simply: "Same as above!"
Xiang Que ignored the two of them, then took a deep breath and said slowly into the distance: "Xiang Que, a disciple of Mount Molu, came to see the Patriarch..."
At the same time, outside the Sihai area, a strange ghost ship drove out of the fog, and then floated erratically on the sea.
The commander-in-chief stood at the bow of the ship, with his hands behind his back, looking at the sea level ahead, which was in the direction of Tiandao City and the Dragon Palace.
The old man and Qinghe stood beside him, and behind him were a group of dark figures. These people were all wearing black silk clothes, and the solemn atmosphere was particularly obvious.
The ghost ship has been guarding the four seas for nearly half a month. They have been waiting for the message from the Dead Sea, and then prepared to encircle and suppress the Dragon Palace disciples from the outside in.
"Chief, do you think Xiang Que can definitely shake up the Dragon Palace alliance?" Qinghe asked softly.
"I don't believe everything he says, because it doesn't have much to do with me, but if his plan can have some effect, it will be enough for me, because what we want is very simple, slay the dragon?
The more you kill, the better..."
On the other side, also outside the Four Seas area, the people from Xuanzhou and Fenglinzhou also quietly approached the outer sea area of Dragon Palace, quietly lurking, waiting for the sudden change in the Dead Sea.