Chapter 997 I, the Ancient True Spirit, make money!
In the chaotic world, a surging river cuts across the world, suppressing ancient and modern times!
There are thousands of stars in it, just like the heavens!
"where am I?"
Cheng Ping only remembered that he was knocked unconscious, but now he suddenly appeared in such a place. The magnificent and majestic scene in front of him made him extremely frightened!
"This river...is it a long river of literature?"
He swallowed, his eyes filled with surprise.
Vaguely, a vague sound came from the rushing river, as if someone was reciting scriptures and describing the principles of heaven and earth!
The heaven and earth trembled with it, and the nine heavens resonated with it!
This scent is absolutely unmistakable!
This is indeed a long river of literature!
"This is definitely an opportunity for sanctification!"
Cheng Ping suddenly thought of something, his whole body trembled, and his old face showed surprise and enthusiasm that could not be concealed.
"Am I, like those people in the legend, blessed by the long river of literature?"
He quickly began to listen attentively to the vague sound.
However, it was like listening to the little lady next door taking a bath through the sound of rushing water, and there was always a vague smell in the voice.
This undoubtedly left Cheng Ping scratching his head.
I want to find out but it’s hard to start!
He could feel that the scripture contained in that voice definitely contained the truth of heaven and earth. If he could understand it, he might not be able to go further!
"Buzz!"
Just when he was getting impatient, illusory words like mist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"Destined person! I am the ancient true spirit. I have stood for eternity and will exist forever! There is an inherited treasure in this world, which contains mysterious secrets. It will appear in the world in the coming days!"
"Now I need 10 million taels of silver to create a key to unlock the seal. As long as you offer this amount of silver, when I unlock the treasure, I will give it to you and make you transcendent and become a saint!"
The words formed by the smoke are twisted like snakes, just like the ancient Taoist scriptures formed into words!
"Supermundane and holy?"
When Cheng Ping saw these four words, his heart trembled.
However, his usual suspicion still made him subconsciously ask: "Inherited treasure? Why should it be unsealed with silver?"
He thought he would not get an answer, but the twisted smoke text in front of him gave him the answer.
"Use worldly money to gather the energy of all living beings and unlock the treasure of inheritance!"
"This treasure is called - Tao!"
"Tao, can be said, is very Tao. Name, can be named, is very famous..."
When we got here, the smoke behind instantly became distorted and confusing, making it difficult to read, but the mystery seeping out of the handwriting was hard to ignore!
"Where's the back?"
Cheng Ping's eyes turned green.
His face was glued to the smoke, and he kept roaring in his heart. Really, this is definitely a true scripture. Just these two sentences have the meaning of speaking the truth of heaven and earth!
However, the content behind is missing!
etc!
Something suddenly occurred to him.
There was a sudden change in the world, and there were rumors that the Fourth Dao Ancestor appeared in the world and opened up a great road. Could it be that this ancient true spirit was trying to seal this inherited treasure, which led to the leakage of the true scripture?
Therefore, this is actually a Tao ancestor-level inheritance!
Even...a new ancestor that has never appeared before!
An empty fruit slot!
A status comparable to that of a saint!
His heart suddenly tightened.
At this moment, he has subconsciously regarded the entire inherited treasure as his own. The thought that his belongings might be leaked is even more uncomfortable than killing him!
After all, once obtained, it will definitely make him transcendent and become a saint!
"Ten million taels, ten million taels..."
Cheng Ping's lips were trembling.
Even though he was a semi-saint, it was extremely distressing to take out so much money at once.
Fortunately, when he came to Nanchang Mansion this time, he got a lot of congratulations. In addition to the money that he usually entrusted to his disciple Ma Zhao, there was as much as three million taels!
As long as we work harder and take advantage of Nanchang Mansion, we might be able to save ten million taels!
"The worst I can do is steal, rob, or sell! I have to collect ten million taels!"
Cheng Ping got angry!
Seeing that the fog in front of him was about to dissipate, he quickly shouted: "How should I give you the money I raised?"
"Recite my name silently, and I will respond!"
The mist formed the last sentence, and then shattered!
call!
Cheng Ping suddenly sat up from the ground.
The cold ground made him sober up a little.
"It's actually a dream?"
A strong sense of loss could not be suppressed and overflowed from his heart. This feeling of dislocation made him feel as if he had missed a step from the top of the mountain and was about to fall into hell!
"how so!"
As a semi-saint, Cheng Ping was at a loss at this moment.
"The ancient true spirit..."
He spoke unwillingly, but before he could finish his words, his eyes suddenly became illusory for a moment, and the words formed by the mist actually appeared in front of his eyes again.
"Present money and become a saint!"
Eight large characters formed by mist are clearly visible.
"Still, still!"
Cheng Ping's eyes widened involuntarily, "This is not a dream! This is not a dream! I actually got a great opportunity and received the enlightenment of a long history of literature!"
The inheritance of the fourth ancestor!
Of course, as a descendant of the Cheng family, he has naturally heard some secrets.
The original three Dao Ancestors tore apart the river and snatched the fruition position were unfair. So, maybe the fourth Dao Ancestor is the orthodox one?
The more Cheng Ping thought about it, the more excited he became.
"Raise money, raise money!"
At this time, he finally had time to look around, and all the jewelry, calligraphy and paintings that had been placed all over the floor had disappeared!
"puff!"
Cheng Ping nearly spit out blood.
I almost forgot that he was robbed!
However, he couldn't hide the smile on his face when he thought that the other party's actions had unexpectedly allowed him to obtain the Dao Ancestor inheritance.
The scowl and smile were intertwined together, making his expression even more weird.
"Is this guy crazy with joy?"
Yang Fan outside the house couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
The so-called "I, the Ancient True Spirit, make money" just now was naturally caused by him.
After all, instead of searching for it yourself, it’s better to wait for someone to deliver it to you in person!
However, seeing Cheng Ping muttering the word "raise money" repeatedly, Yang Fan knew that the other party had taken the bait, and he just needed to wait.
In a flash, Yang Fan left here and returned to the small courtyard of the inn.
He didn't forget that there was Ma Zhao there!
Anyway, one sheep is being driven, and two sheep are being herded. Maybe the other sheep can also give him some surprises?
Soon, Ma Zhao, who was in a coma, also entered the magical Milky Way.
"Raise money, raise money..."
Drool dripped from the corners of Ma Zhao's mouth.
When Yang Fan saw this scene, he knew that his plan had worked.
"But are people in this world so easy to deceive?"
He was still quite surprised. He couldn't help but take a look at the Milky Way inside his body. With those shining spots of light, he seemed to see countless wealth!
However, it is obvious that with his current strength, he cannot communicate with the light point that is too far away, and must face it face to face.
"Perhaps, I can try to build a magical power of 'Mending the Sky' that is exclusive to me, and let them directly sacrifice it to me..."