For the first time, Tan Xiaoxiao felt that she was actually so poor. Even if she had 100 million yuan, she would not look down upon her before.
But now, when I arrived in this city of cultivation, I found that the cultivators all used spiritual stones, and I and others had instantly changed from rich to poor.
Moreover, it takes 100 million to exchange for one spiritual stone. If this is the case, according to the assets of the Tan family, if you exchange it for spiritual stones, it won't be much, not as much as the money you can get from a first-grade high-grade spiritual grass.
Now she finally understands why Ye Lang always said that money is like dirt. It turns out that for cultivators, this money is really not much different from dirt. What cultivators love is only spiritual stones and spiritual grass.
Something like this.
And these things can improve your cultivation and make you stronger. When you become stronger, you can have anything you want. When you become stronger, you can even retain your appearance and even live longer.
After all, once the metabolism slows down, it is no problem to live for at least a hundred years.
With full of thoughts, several people quickly came to the hall. At this time, many people were already sitting in the hall.
Looking up, it turns out that there is an attic above, which is like a circle surrounding the hall below. Inside is a private room. There is a small window in the private room, which can be opened to see the situation below.
People in the private room obviously feel condescending and superior when looking at the people below.
Both Bai Bing and Tan Xiaoxiao were inevitably in a low mood at this time, as if they had been hit all of a sudden.
"Master, that boy is here too, sitting in the hall!"
At this time, a woman opened the door and window a crack, took a look below, and soon spotted Ye Lang.
Long Aotian was sitting on the table in the private room, holding a beautiful woman in his arms and drinking wine, feeling very comfortable.
After hearing the beauty say that the boy was here, he immediately felt bad because he knew who the boy she was talking about was.
"This Ye Lang is really haunting, it's so annoying!"
Long Aotian directly drank the white wine in the cup in one sip: "Damn, he can be there wherever I go. I came here to take a look, and he is here too. Are you following me?"
"Probably not, they just came, haha, and he is in the hall, and he is a casual cultivator. It seems that he doesn't have many spiritual stones, so he can only sit in the hall!"
The woman in the green skirt smiled, then walked over, and then rubbed Long Aotian's shoulders: "Master, we can't beat him in the competition field, can't we laugh at them here?"
After hearing this, Long Aotian's eyes lit up: "Yes, this is a good opportunity!"
After thinking about it, he walked to the window, pushed it open, and looked down.
"Junior brother, it's that Long Aotian. I didn't expect that he and his seven women are actually here!"
Bai Bing looked up and quickly spotted Long Aotian, reminding Ye Lang.
Ye Lang also looked over and couldn't help but smile lightly and said: "I can't believe that I can find this guy wherever I go. It's really a narrow road for enemies!"
Long Aotian smiled and shouted loudly to Ye Lang: "Oh, then, isn't that Ye Lang? Ye Lang, you are the first place in the martial arts competition, why are you sitting down below? The first place is not complete
Is it appropriate to sit in a private room?”
Ye Lang smiled lightly and said: "It's lively here, I don't think there's anything inappropriate about it!"
The corners of Long Aotian's mouth twitched slightly. This kid clearly had no money, and he pretended to be lively. He was really laughing his ass off.
However, Ye Lang's words also attracted laughter from many people around him. They were all very satisfied with Ye Lang's words, because in this way, they would not make the people sitting in the hall look embarrassed.
"Really? Is it lively?"
Long Aotian smiled, but still said reluctantly: "I thought you wanted to save five spiritual stones? I thought it was because you were poor, haha!"
After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows again and said to Ye Lang: "How? Do you want to come up? I'll treat you. I'll open a private room for you over there!"
"hateful!"
Tan Xiaoxiao on the side was so angry that she clenched her fists. As the eldest lady of the Tan family, she had never been so angry and looked down upon so much.
Especially, this is the first time I have been called poor.
"Haha, no need, you are too polite!"
Ye Lang laughed and said again: "I don't like to owe you a favor!"
Long Aotian was speechless. Couldn't this kid see that he despised him? He pretended not to understand, which made him feel that he was mocking him in vain.
"Could it be that you don't understand what I mean? I think you are too poor. As the first place in the martial arts tournament, you can only sit down, ugh!"
Long Aotian sighed.
Ye Lang didn't expect the other party to be so annoying. He didn't want to quarrel with him, but he went even more extreme.
He stood up directly, looked at Long Aotian and said: "First, the martial arts competition is not over yet. I don't know whether I am the first. What if there is an awesome being who defeats me?
Secondly, I don’t want to talk to a defeated general! What we cultivators pursue is to be stronger. Whoever is stronger will be more powerful, not whoever has more spiritual stones will be more powerful! How can you have the face to show up with a defeated general?
Laughing at me?"
"good!"
Many people in the hall couldn't stand what Long Aotian said before. After all, ridiculing Ye Lang for being poor was tantamount to saying that they were poor, and they all said so loudly.
Some people took the lead in applauding, and others followed suit.
The corner of Long Aotian's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't expect that when he wanted to ridicule Ye Lang, he was made speechless instead. He felt like he was humiliating himself.
When his face looked ugly, he felt his face was burning for a moment. He could only grit his teeth and snorted: "Huh, I'm too lazy to argue with you. You are so eloquent that I won't argue with you."
Fight!"
After he finished speaking, he retreated and sat down at the table in the private room angrily: "I'm so angry, grandma, this guy is so eloquent, I can't speak to him!"
Those seven beauties were all speechless. They couldn't beat each other. Unexpectedly, they couldn't talk to each other. This would be troublesome.
"Master, I have an idea. Unless this kid doesn't buy anything, if he bids for something later, we will fight against him and make him angry to death. Let him know that you are a rich man!"
The beauty in the green dress thought about it for a while and then came up with another plan.
When Long Aotian heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yeah, damn, I can't beat him, but I have more money than him. Hehe, I'm so mad at him!"
