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1119. Chapter 1119 Married property shared

After Yun Sheng stepped into the Shentong Pavilion, she suddenly remembered a very serious problem, that is, she had no money. To be precise, she did not have the "underworld currency" that could be used in the underworld - the soul stone.

Earlier when she was in the Weiwu Forest, Yun Sheng planned to obtain some soul stones in the forest as soon as possible. Little did she know that she was interrupted by the incident at Bairenmen and she didn't even get a single soul stone.

There was originally a red fire soul crystal that should be quite precious, but it happened to be swallowed by that stingy Bo Bo Sheep.

At the moment, Yun Sheng really doesn't have many soul stones left on her body.

Even if he hadn't asked yet, Yun Sheng could imagine with just his toes that the price required for such big news as the location of the Ghost King's Point would be absolutely sky-high.

But since everyone has already arrived, Yun Sheng can only bite the bullet and enter the Shentong Pavilion first.

Upon entering the Shentong Pavilion, Yun Sheng discovered that the Shentong Pavilion, which is famous in the underworld, is an inconspicuous shop. Except for the plaque with the words "Shen Tong Pavilion" hanging on the door, the furnishings inside are no different from ordinary pawn shops.

The small shop, which was ten square meters in size, did not have any items for sale, only a high counter, and inside the counter, sat a shriveled old man who was dozing off.

Yun Sheng coughed a few times in a low voice, and then the old man shook his eyelids, opened his cloudy old eyes, and glanced at Yun Sheng.

"Excuse me, is this the Shentong Pavilion?" Yun Sheng found it difficult to associate the word "Shentong" with the inconspicuous little shop in front of him.

"Nonsense, of course it's the Shentong Pavilion. It's the only one in the whole Jimo County. I know the master of the Shentong Pavilion, Shen Jizi, who knows astronomy, ghosts and gods. I know everything about the underworld. Little girl, if you want to buy information, hurry up, Shentong Pavilion

We only sell ten messages a day, no waiting after the expiration date," the wizened old man who claimed to be a magic machine squinted his eyes and looked like he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

Shenjizi has white hair and a white beard, and looks to be nearly a hundred years old.

Yun Sheng was afraid that he would fall asleep again, so he quickly said: "Old man, I want to know the whereabouts of the Ghost King's Point."

After hearing the words "Ghost King's Point", the corners of Shen Jizi's mouth twitched obviously. His originally sleepy expression immediately changed drastically. His wrinkled old face immediately smiled like a flower.

Like a chrysanthemum.

"If you are here to inquire about the Ghost King's Cave, then you have to ask the right person. There is indeed news about the Ghost King's Cave in Shentong Pavilion, but the price is not cheap. It requires a hundred king-level soul stones." Shen Jizi seemed to have heard it.

A lot of soul stones were roaring in his ears.

In his eyes, Yun Sheng had turned into a big fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"Bah bah! One hundred king-level soul stones, stinky old man, why don't you go and grab them!" Before Yun Sheng could react, the Bobo sheep standing on her shoulders almost fell down.

If my master had a hundred king-level soul stones, he would go crazy with joy. This old man actually opened his mouth and asked for a king-level soul stone.

King-level monsters are comparable to the God of War and the presence of the Holy Domain Dharma King. Even in the underworld, which has relatively rich resources of monsters, it is not possible to gather a hundred king-level monster soul stones at once.

It took Yingchuan and Yingyue from Bairenmen for more than half a month to finally find a king-level red fire tree centipede in the Weiwu Forest.

"Hey, hey, I asked you why the little fat sheep on your back was talking unobstructed. I was careful to offend the old man, so I roasted it and ate it. Little guy, what your master wants to inquire about is the Ghost King's Cave, which is the Netherworld.

The place where the ghost king's bones are buried, if you really enter the ghost king's cave, let alone a hundred king-level soul stones, even ten thousand, you will make a profit." The old man puffed his beard and stared, "Whether you want to buy it or not, this is

Old boy, I didn’t have time to sell the new news I released last night, otherwise it wouldn’t be your turn.”

Shenjizi rolled his eyes, thinking that a big fat sheep had come, but he turned out to be a poor man.

He said angrily: "Soulless Stone, then go out and don't stop the old man from taking a nap."

After saying that, Yun Sheng was kicked out unceremoniously.

Although Yun Sheng was not good at business, she and Tianyiyu were friends for eight years, so how could she not see clearly the businessman's manners?

She dared to guarantee that even if she spent a hundred king-level soul stones to buy the news, the old man would sell the news to hundreds of people as soon as he turned around.

The Ghost King of the Netherworld was a person who was unstable and restless during his lifetime. The Ghost King's Cave he designed for himself must be full of traps and dangers.

If we add a large number of people to explore the Ghost King's Cave, it will be much more difficult to find the Difficult Heart Lamp.

But this is all for the future. Before that, Yun Sheng must find a way to collect the hundred soul stones.

In desperation, Yun Sheng could only walk out of the Shentong Pavilion first and take stock of the valuable things he had on him.

After almost emptying out all the beast-whispering rings, Yun Sheng only shook out sixty-seven ninth-level soul stones. According to the conversion of soul stones common to the underworld and the human world, one hundred ninth-level soul stones are only equivalent to one.

A king-level soul stone.

All these soul stones combined are not enough for a king-level soul stone.

Of course, there is another way, which is to barter. The artifacts such as the Summoning Demon Hand and the Immortal Holy Grail on Yun Sheng are still first-class treasures even if they are placed in the underworld.

But this is obviously not a good idea. Once the artifact is exposed, Yun Sheng's journey to the underworld is bound to be bloody.

Without soul stones, the mortgage would be useless. Yun Sheng calculated again that even if she hunted the king-level monsters ferociously, it would take at least more than a year to collect a hundred king-level soul stones.

By then, the so-called news about new arrivals will have become a day lily, and the Ghost King's Cave will probably be evacuated.

"Bo Bo, my dear master, or we'll kill people and steal goods!" Bo Bo sheep didn't learn from the good ones, but the bad ones learned a lot. It gestured with its fleshy wings and made a gesture of wiping its neck.

"Although the old man doesn't have any magic or fighting energy fluctuations around him, he dares to support the entire Shentong Pavilion in Jingmo County by himself. He will never be that simple." Yun Sheng also observed the Shentong Pavilion. There is no guard in the entire Shentong Pavilion.

In Jimo County where Wanyan Sect, Bairenmen and other forces are numerous, the Shentong Pavilion can be run perfectly, but it is not that simple behind the scenes.

Qianglong doesn't want to fight local snakes yet, and Yun Sheng doesn't want to antagonize Shentong Pavilion yet.

"Bobo, yes! My dear master, you don't have a soul stone, but maybe Qilin Boy does. Haven't you always said that what belongs to Qilin Boy is yours!" Bopbo Sheep is indeed Yun Sheng's destiny call.

Beast, was educated quite modernly by Yun Sheng.

Only then did Yun Sheng remember that Bobo was right, her bestiality ring would soon contain a super rich man named Ye Beiming.


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