Chapter 482: Worry-free and kind to relieve worries
Sikong Yi looked at Han Wuyou suspiciously, with disbelief written all over his face: "I have heard of He Zhenghao before. Now he is also considered a popular figure in Cong Yunhai. You are only practicing Qi, so what?
Can we have a relationship with him?"
Han Wuyou touched his goatee and said quite proudly: "My methods are far beyond the imagination of fellow Taoists. How I did it is difficult to explain in detail. But you don't need to doubt its authenticity." Seeing that Bai Lichen and Sikong Yi were still doubtful, Han Wuyou sneered: "Well, I know you won't be gullible."
As he spoke, he threw a communication talisman over: "This is the communication talisman of senior He Zhenghao. Try it for yourself and you will know whether I am exaggerating."
Sikong Yi held the magic talisman with a solemn expression and felt it slightly.
As expected, the appearance of He Zhenghao was displayed.
I tried to send a greeting message, but unfortunately, senior He Zhenghao seemed to be very busy at this time, so he just automatically replied with a symbolic sentence.
Even so, it does prove that what Han Wuyou in front of him said is true.
Han Wuyou took back the communication talisman and continued to confuse him: "One hundred thousand contributions to change, in your hands, will only be in vain. After one year, how much will be left? Two years, three years?"
"But it is completely different when it is handed over to Master Li Fan through Senior He Zhenghao. Maybe you don't know it well, but the contribution of investment to Master Li Fan is at least five-tenths of the annual income."
When Sikong Yi heard this, his breathing froze.
The clone Bai Lichen even exclaimed: "Fifty percent annual income? How is that possible!"
He quickly calculated in his mind: "If you don't do anything every year, you will earn at least 50,000 points in income."
"If we continue to give the proceeds to Master Li for investment, it will only take six years for the 100,000 contribution points to become one million contribution points..."
"Hiss..."
Millions of contributions.
Sikong Yi felt dizzy when he thought of this huge number.
Once upon a time, he thought that one hundred thousand contributions would be his ultimate goal in life. Who would have thought that one day he might have one million assets?
Once the desire in the heart sprouts, it is difficult to suppress it.
Although his reason told him that such an explosive revenue curve was extremely unreasonable.
But Li Fan has spread throughout the world of immortality, and his deeds are not false.
That is a level that Sikong Yi currently cannot reach. Maybe he really has such incredible magical powers?
Sikong Yi's heart skipped a beat.
Han Wuyou looked at the look on Sikong Yi's face and knew that the matter was done.
"Fellow Daoist Han, come in and tell us in detail." Sikong Yi invited Han Wuyou into his cave and asked about all the details of the investment.
Sikong Yi's heart surged as he listened to Han Wuyouzhong's narration. He only regretted that he had not met fellow Taoist Han earlier and had missed many opportunities to make a fortune.
"Although I can't wait to hand over 100,000 contribution points to Master Li immediately for investment, but I haven't even written the horoscope yet."
After thinking about it for a while, Bai Lichen sighed slightly: "The Yunshui Sky Ruins have been covered in dust for thousands of years, and they must be extremely dangerous. I am not completely sure that I can successfully obtain the Yunshui Diagram."
"Besides..."
After hesitating for a while, Bai Lichen decided to tell the truth: "I'm afraid there are still descendants of Yunshui Tiangong alive in this world!"
When Han Wuyou heard this, his expression changed slightly: "Is this happening?"
So Bai Lichen told what he had sensed while practicing "Dinghai Divine Sword" before.
Han Wuyou pondered for a moment and said slowly: "In my opinion, the other party may not be a descendant of Yunshui Tiangong. It is very possible that he got this skill from some ruins by chance."
Bai Lichen smiled bitterly and said: "Even if this is true, it cannot be confirmed. To be honest with fellow Taoist Han, I don't even dare to get close to that island."
Han Wuyou paced back and forth, seeming to be thinking about something.
After a long time, he spoke out: "If fellow Taoist can trust me, please point out the location of the island. I will settle the matter for fellow Taoist!"
"But, if it comes true, I want 40% of the 100,000 contribution points!"
Sikong Yi and Bai Lichen raised their heads at the same time, staring at Han Wuyou.
After a while, Bai Lichen said in a deep voice: "If you can really deal with the monk who practices the Dinghai Divine Sword, then why not give you 40%!"
"Happy!"
So next, Sikong Yi took Han Wuyou to the vicinity of Shenhua Island.
"How?"
"There is indeed a dangerous atmosphere hidden on the island." From a distance, Han Wuyou observed for a moment and said with a frown.
"But..." Han Wuyou changed the subject and said, "It's not a big problem!"
Sikong Yi was a little surprised.
But I heard Han Wuyou say coldly: "In today's world of immortal cultivation, a monk's life may not be as precious as imagined."
"Fellow Taoist, please go back to the cave for now and wait for my good news!" After saying that, Han Wuyou cupped his hands and drifted away.
Sikong Yi looked at his retreating figure with an inexplicable expression.
Instead of returning to the cave, he hid near the island and lurked.
Three days later, a black shadow came directly over the island at extremely fast speed.
At the same time, a monk also flew out from the island.
After a confrontation, the two took action.
The momentum was astonishing, and Sikong Yi, who was observing secretly, was frightened.
"As expected, Han Wuyou has some skills. Looking at the power and movement, at least it was the Nascent Soul cultivator who took action!" Sikong Yi's heart suddenly became excited.
After watching for a period of time, Sikong Yi was afraid that he would be discovered by the powerful people he was fighting with, and his innocence would be affected.
He left secretly and returned to his cave.
Two days later, Han Wuyou visited again.
"Fellow Daoist Baili, you can try to rebuild the "Dinghai Divine Sword"!" Han Wuyou said proudly.
"This time I entrusted senior to take action, I have spent a lot of money. During the trip to Yunshui Tiangong, fellow Taoist, please don't let me down!" Han Wuyou said in an incomprehensible tone.
When Bai Lichen heard this, he was so happy that he immediately tried to practice again.
The cultivation level transformed by the "Tai Shang Yuan Sutra" was still preserved in Dantian, but after only half a day's work, he successfully restored the state before San Gong.
After some induction, sure enough, the monk who was practicing the same technique disappeared!
"Fellow Daoist Han is such a good trick!" Sikong Yi was overjoyed, and immediately became more convinced of Han Wuyou.
Han Wuyou stroked his beard proudly and said: "In today's world of immortal cultivation, it is useless to rely solely on being brave and ruthless. You must have a background and connections!"
Sikong Yi couldn't help but nod.
The three of them carefully discussed the details of the operation. After everything was prepared, the day for the opening of Yunshui Heavenly Palace was getting closer and closer.
So they set off together to the center of the sea of clouds.
At this time, outside Yunshui Heavenly Palace, many monks had gathered to watch.