The moment Chen Qingyuan walked in, Shen Shijie and others were looking at him, and they discovered that spiritual energy was flowing in his body, which meant that Chen Qingyuan could start practicing again.
Shen Shijie was overjoyed and thought that Chen Qingyuan might have obtained some amazing creation in the Tianyuan restricted area. If he could take possession of this kind of creation for himself, there would be unlimited possibilities in the future.
"You have come all the way to my Xuan Qing Sect because you want to know my experience in Tianyuan!"
Chen Qingyuan moved a stool and sat in the center of the hall, with his back to his senior brothers and sisters, facing the powerful men of each sect.
"yes."
An elder from a certain sect admitted it.
"I said it before, but you don't believe it, what should you do?"
Chen Qingyuan sighed with some annoyance.
"If Elder Chen is willing to open his mind and let the old man search his soul, all problems will be solved."
Shen Shijie made this request.
When the elders heard these words again, their faces were full of anger, and they wished they could fight directly, fearing that if they died, they would not be considered as members of the Xuan Qing Sect.
However, now that Chen Qingyuan has come forward, the elders are willing to trust him and remain silent.
"Searching for souls, easy to talk about."
Chen Qingyuan waved his hand and said there was no big problem.
"Little junior brother!"
Dong Wenjun on the side couldn't help but shouted, signaling Chen Qingyuan not to do anything stupid.
The matter of searching for souls can be big or small. If Chen Qingyuan really wants to have any secrets, it would definitely not be appropriate to expose them to everyone.
Taking a step back, even if Chen Qingyuan has no secrets, he cannot let people search for his soul. Not only will it damage the face of the sect, but the process of searching for the soul may be planted with poison or damage his origin, which is not good for Chen Qingyuan's future. develop.
"Elder Chen's righteousness is awe-inspiring, and I admire him."
Shen Shijie smiled, pretending to be admiring, and said with cupped fists.
"You are not here as guests of Xuan Qing Sect today, but you want to use your power to overwhelm others. In that case, let's settle the score!"
Chen Qingyuan said.
"Settling accounts, what do you mean?"
People from all sects looked at each other in confusion, wondering what he meant.
"Look at the spilled tea on the floor. It is made from the finest tea leaves of our Xuan Qing Sect. You are not here as guests, but have other agendas, so this tea is not free. After all, no one will invite you. Let those who are evil drink tea!"
Chen Qingyuan pointed to the tea on the ground, showing a heartbroken look.
"I should understand that Xuan Qingzong wants to collect tea money."
Shen Shijie said.
"This old man is so smart."
Chen Qingyuan actually recognized Shen Shijie, but did not address him by his honorific name.
Hearing Chen Qingyuan's praise, Shen Shijie felt uncomfortable all over, as if he had been bitten by an ant.
However, in order to obtain useful information in Tianyuan in a peaceful way, Shen Shijie could only endure it: "The Xuanqing Sect has a great cause, is it possible that they still lack this little tea money?"
"It's missing, of course it's missing." Chen Qingyuan emphasized: "The Xuanqing Sect is not as wealthy as the Tianyu Sect. They can only maintain their lives by careful budgeting. Just this cup of tea requires a hundred high-grade spiritual stones, which is very precious."
"Little baby, one cup of broken water requires one hundred high-grade spiritual stones. Are you talking nonsense?"
A certain sect's great monk frowned and said sarcastically.
The ratio between the quality of spiritual stones is one to one hundred. One high-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to one hundred medium-grade spiritual stones.
In other words, a cup of tea requires 10,000 mid-grade spiritual stones, which is equivalent to the income of many third-rate forces for a whole year.
There were hundreds of great monks present, and they poured hundreds of cups of tea, which contained more than 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones.
This is simply a money grab!
The real price of tea is probably less than a high-grade spiritual stone!
Lin Changsheng and others who heard Chen Qingyuan's words twitched their mouths calmly. Under such circumstances, the junior brother still wants to deceive people and do business. It is really hard to change his nature!
"I'm not lying, this is true." Chen Qingyuan lied, his face not red, his heart not beating, and his words were precise: "The tea forest in the back mountain of Xuanqing Sect has special personnel to fertilize and water it every day, and take care of it carefully. Nourish it with spiritual water every month, and sometimes grind it into powder with the best elixir and apply it on each leaf bud. It takes a thousand years to bloom, a thousand years to bear fruit, and a thousand years to mature..."
When Chen Qingyuan wanted to continue talking nonsense, Shen Shijie couldn't stand it anymore and stopped directly: "Stop it."
"I haven't finished talking yet." Chen Qingyuan said enthusiastically: "And I haven't counted the broken tables, chairs, benches, and cracked floors."
"Boy, these things were not done by us, but by the elders protecting the sect."
Someone said angrily.
"Having said that, if you didn't come, would something like this happen?"
Chen Qingyuan placed all the responsibility on the monks of various sects.
"Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones is too much, I can't agree to it."
Everyone knew very well that Chen Qingyuan wanted to use the topic to his advantage to gain benefits for himself.
"Then forget it." Chen Qingyuan sighed softly: "Oh! You don't have the slightest sincerity, you are not guests, and you won't pay for the tea. That's all, then let's fight!"
After saying that, Chen Qingyuan stood up and warned "very kindly": "After today, I'm afraid Xuan Qing Sect will be in ruins, and not many of you here will be able to survive. You are all well-known figures in Fuliu Star Territory, and you are actually You won't even give me tea money, how can you make me believe that you don't do anything when searching for souls?"
After thinking about it for a while, Shen Shijie gritted his teeth and agreed: "Elder Chen, it's just tea money, just give it to you."
In fact, it's not about the tea money, it's about knowing that this is Chen Qingyuan's deception, but having to give it.
This feeling is as if Chen Qingyuan has stretched out a foot, and a group of people are begging to stick to his feet, allowing him to humiliate his IQ, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.
So, under Shen Shijie's instructions, everyone took out hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones.
After receiving the spirit stone, Chen Qingyuan immediately changed his expression and smiled: "Seniors, you are so polite. Thank you."
Immediately afterwards, Chen Qingyuan turned to look at Lin Pingyan who was standing outside the door: "Xiao Yanzi, what are you doing standing still? Didn't you see that the tea was spilled on the ground? Why don't you hurry up and serve new tea to the seniors?"
"No, no, no, no, your sect's tea is a rare treasure, and we can't afford to drink it."
Everyone quickly waved their hands and refused, their words full of ridicule.
Although Chen Qingyuan heard the irony, he pretended to be confused: "Although tea is precious, for the sake of the generosity of seniors, I can give you a 50% discount later."
"No."
Everyone was so angry that they were blushing. Is this kid really stupid, or is he deliberately disgusting?
"Then forget it!"
Chen Qingyuan originally wanted to continue to exploit these rich locals, but it seems that he has no chance.
Seeing Chen Qingyuan making a lot of money with his own eyes, Lin Pingyan had deep admiration in his eyes, thinking that he was still too shallow in the art of making money and could not reach one percent of what his junior uncle did.
You have to learn, and you have to learn hard.
Lin Pingyan has been living a reserved life since he was born. It was not until he was taught by Chen Qingyuan not long ago that he realized how comfortable it is to be a rich man.
"It's time for us to talk business."
Shen Shijie looked serious and spoke in a low voice.
If Chen Qingyuan dares to do something stupid, Shen Shijie can't bear it anymore.
"Indeed." Chen Qingyuan put away the smile on his lips and looked solemn: "Now we have to talk about mental damage compensation."
"What?"
After Shen Shijie and others heard this, their minds were filled with questions and they were almost mad to death.
If it weren't for the intimidation of Lin Changsheng and others, who didn't want a war to break out, the great masters of various sects would have taken action long ago.