It took Ying Zheng several days to arrive at a small city. After wandering around the city for a few days, he roughly figured out the details of the city. This city is called Tianhai City, and it is ruled by a small gang, the Tianhai Society.
, the name of this city is also derived from Tianhaihui.
The president of the Tianhai Society is rumored to be named Tian Canghai, and his strength has reached the fifth level of the Soul. He is the number one master in this small town within a hundred miles, and he is also the overlord in this small town. In the towns below the small town, there are small organizations that rely on the Tianhai Society.
There are dozens more. The Tianhai Society relies on the Weiling Gang and can live comfortably within a hundred miles of this small town.
Ying Zheng is now standing in a corner of the small town, with a look of helplessness on his face. His current cultivation level has only recovered less than one ten thousandth, and now any monk with the fifth level of the divine body can defeat him.
He held the Sky-Swallowing Bottle and the Yin-Yang Formation Flag in his hands. When he saw that they were not damaged at all, he felt relieved and put them into the storage space again. In the dark space, before leaving, he quietly put them away with his spiritual thoughts.
It is not a good thing to swallow the sky bottle and the Yin Yang formation flag, otherwise it is not a good thing to attract too much attention. As the saying goes, wealth should not be exposed.
Now Ying Zheng has encountered a big problem, which makes him depressed to death. Before he was the first emperor of Qin, he never had a big concept of money, but now it seems like he has returned to that time in the 21st century, worrying about money.
ah!
It's not that Ying Zheng really has no money, but that his storage space is full of sixth-level spiritual stones and fifth-level spiritual stones. If he exchanges them in this small town, I'm afraid it will cause trouble. Not to mention that he is seriously injured now, even if he repairs
In order to be intact, he will never seek death.
He wandered around the small town for a few days. There were a lot of medicinal materials here that could be used to make elixirs to recover from his injuries. The current problem was not to mention buying medicinal materials. He didn't even have money to live in. Now he realized for once what money can do.
The true meaning of making devils go round.
After thinking about it, Ying Zheng finally had an idea. Although force determines everything in this world, literature and ink are also very prosperous, just slightly inferior! You must know that the life span of these cultivators is infinite, and there are too many boring times. The development of entertainment, literature and art
It can be said to be worse than Huaxia.
Because he had the habit of enlarging the printing of imperial edicts at any time, there were a lot of Huang Juan used in the imperial edicts in the storage space. So Ying Zheng randomly selected a poem that has been passed down through the ages and imprinted it with his spiritual thoughts, and then asked a calligrapher and painter to
Walked past the store.
Ying Zheng did not want to make a fortune. He just wanted to exchange for a few low-level spiritual stones. He would first settle his residence and then think of other ways to earn some low-level spiritual stones to buy medicinal materials and make elixirs to recover from injuries.
"Boss, I have a poem here. How much is it worth?" Ying Zheng walked in. There was no business in the store at this time, and the boss was looking at it with a landscape painting.
After hearing what Ying Zheng said, he saw that Ying Zheng was extraordinary and looked like a pug. With a smile on his face, he took Huang Juan from Ying Zheng's hand and started to look at it.
Then the boss frowned, but soon disappeared, and he still said with a smile on his face: "This fellow Taoist, this poem is indeed a good poem!" Then the boss read it loudly with great approval, with a smile on his face.
It is the color of satisfaction.
The east wind is full of light.
The corridor is surrounded by fragrant mist and moonlit sky.
I'm just afraid that the flower will fall asleep late at night,
Therefore, burn a high candle to illuminate the red makeup.
"Thanks to the boss for your appreciation, how much spiritual stone is it worth?" Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked with some doubts.
"Fellow Taoist, I wonder which senior master wrote this poem?" The boss chuckled and asked.
"Um?" Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart, but he still said bravely: "Boss, this poem was not written by my senior, Dang Neng, but by me."
"What? Is it really written by fellow Taoist?" The boss looked extremely shocked and looked at Ying Zheng with wide eyes.
"Yeah? What's wrong?" Ying Zheng was shocked by his boss's reaction. He actually felt a little guilty. After all, he had plagiarized it.
"Fellow Taoist is joking, there's nothing wrong with that. It's just that this poem is too expensive, so a small shop can't afford it! There is a big calligraphy and painting shop in the next street, Taoist friend, you'd better go and have a look!" the boss said.
I looked like I was very poor, and I said to Ying Zheng as if I was persuading him from the bottom of my heart.
Ying Zheng was a little speechless. This businessman was different. Even when he rejected people, he spoke so sanctimoniously and pleasantly. But think about it, there are so many idiots in the world who offend people everywhere. What people pay attention to in business is to be friendly and make money.
This is the skill of people to eat.
Ying Zheng had no choice but to take Huang Juan from the boss again in embarrassment, and then disappeared into the shop very smoothly, running to a deserted corner in one breath.
"You're crazy. My brother can also recite poems and compose poems. It's so easy to make money from Lingshi. Why should I open a shop? Another one who is crazy about money. It's really getting harder and harder to do business these days." The boss saw Ying Zheng.
The disappearing figure mumbled speechlessly.
Ying Zheng stood in a deserted corner, his face turned red and white. He looked at the Huang Juan in his hand. When his spiritual energy moved, the Huang Juan turned into fragments all over the sky.
"Bah." Ying Zheng felt a little sad and angry, thinking that his fame in his whole life was completely ruined, but fortunately he had no acquaintances. He was also reading a book in the 21st century, and the pig's feet in the book were based on plagiarized poems and songs.
Making a fortune was just because I was obsessed with it.
In fact, it is not that easy. As the old saying goes, a word is worth a thousand pieces of gold, but it depends on the person. The shit that a celebrity spits out will be admired by others, and a beggar will be scorned even if he speaks out some good words.
This world is like this. Celebrity effect has been the same in ancient and modern times. Even in the Hongmeng Realm, it is the same. If I take a poem written by a powerful person from the Hongmeng Realm today, even one word of it will be sold.
Nice good price.
But if you write it yourself, it is probably worthless and just a laughing stock for others. It is not that Ying Zheng has low self-esteem, but it is different. Ying Zheng is just an unknown person here. If he were in Da Qin, Ying Zheng would almost certainly
Even a pair of his own stinky shoes would definitely sell for a sky-high price if sold to the public, but he is not that boring.
There is no other way now. He can only keep his feet on the ground. There is no need to think about these crooked ways. If the things in the world were so simple, countless people would not be inactive all their lives and lose all sentient beings.
The only thing he can rely on now is that he can make elixirs, so he can only go to those elixir shops to see if he can work part-time and earn some spiritual stones. It's not that he is reluctant to take out a fifth-level spiritual stone, but it is just asking for death.
road.
When you are a pebble on the roadside, no one will take a look at you, but if others discover that you are actually a shining piece of gold, then you have to be prepared to face a greedy and crazy hungry wolf.
Either you kill those hungry wolves, or you will be eaten by the hungry wolves without even leaving the bones.
Many people in this world are people wearing wolf's clothing. When the greed in their bones reaches a certain point, they will no longer hide it. Especially in this world of great strife, there is no law to speak of. Even the overlord of this place, Tianhai,
It's not impossible for everyone to come and get a share of the pie. If you have the strength to fight off packs of wolves and tear hungry tigers alive, then of course you have nothing to fear. If not, you'd better live a good life with your tail between your legs so that you can live longer.
Ying Zheng adheres to the principle of being careful and making no big mistakes and avoids trouble as much as possible. He is not afraid of trouble, but he is unwilling to cause unnecessary trouble. If it is really unavoidable, he can only fight to the death. What should a man be afraid of?
One death? Knowing how to advance and retreat, knowing how to turn around, should be the necessary courage of a man, and he is brave and ruthless, just like an ordinary man! (To be continued...)