"Come on, you two are well-known people here after all. If you just take some treasures and sell them, you can collect half a million gold!" The eminent monk Jinzhong expressed his disapproval. He hoped that Fengtian could live with his daughter.
If they get together, can he try his best to bring them together?
"Don't, don't, don't, it's not worth it to sell the magic weapon for my sake..." Fengtian hurriedly interrupted, isn't the eminent monk Jinzhong embarrassing the Drunk Arhat and the Bamboo Monk!
Magical weapons are hard to come by, how can they be sold easily?
If he wants to sell it, he is the one selling the treasure. How can he let others sell the treasure and lend him money?
"There is another way, find the senior brother!" You can't sell the treasure, but you can't help at all, so the drunken arhat started to make ruthless moves.
This small amount of money should not be considered money to the senior brother, Master Sandeng!
Even if he doesn't have it, with his network, he can borrow it from anyone!
Unlike the two of them, who always look to their elder brother to settle anything, they don't have any reliable friends.
"It makes sense, haha... Senior brother, come out quickly, don't pretend not to be there, I can already smell the scent of incense on your body!" The eminent monk Jinzhong suddenly realized, yes, they are paupers, but they have a great guy
My senior brother!
"Hey, young monk knows that no matter how hard he hides, he can't escape you debt collectors!" A white light flashed, and Master Sandeng's thin figure appeared in front of everyone.
"Master Sandeng!" When meeting this master, not to mention Chaiyue Xuannv and Qianye, even Fengtian bowed his hands in salute.
Because he respects such an eminent monk from the bottom of his heart. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be able to understand the true fire of Taiyi.
"Five hundred thousand gold, I can't get it out right away, but I can take you to someone to borrow it. He definitely has it, because no one in Julong City is richer than him!" Master Sandeng clasped his hands together.
, which can be regarded as a return gift to everyone.
"Nangong City Lord?" Everyone frowned. The richest person in Julong City was not Nangong City Lord. Who else could he be?
"Yes, please wait a moment. The young monk and the benefactor will come as soon as they leave!" Master Sandeng said, waving his hand gently, he and Feng Tian disappeared in a burst of white light.
"Eldest Brother is Eldest Brother!" Seeing this, the eminent monks Jinzhong and the others were a little dumbfounded, not only because of Eldest Brother's vigorous and resolute actions, but also because of Eldest Brother's status in the world.
If it were them, they would go to Nangong City Lord, let alone borrow money, they might not even be able to see him.
After all, he is the lord of a city, how can anyone see him?
"Haha, Master Sandeng, you're fine!" Feng Tian followed Master Sandeng, seemingly disappearing in the white light, but in fact he was just flying faster. For someone like Master Sandeng, there is no need for flying swords and mounts.
Yes, with just one breath, you can travel thousands of miles in an instant.
As soon as the two of them arrived above the city lord's mansion, one person reached the top of the building and smiled with his hands behind his back.
The golden robe on his body and the gorgeous pavilion at his feet made that man look very noble.
He looks like he is only sixty years old, but Fengtian knows that someone who looks this old must have been practicing for at least six or seven hundred years, just like Master Sandeng.
In fact, after practicing for six to seven hundred years, being able to take charge here is considered a genius.
Not to mention the Drunk Arhat and the others, even the Medicine Master and the others have been practicing for hundreds of years, but what’s the result? They are still crawling and wallowing in the mountains!
There is no doubt that this person is the Lord of Nangong City who lives in Dragon City.
Master Sandeng is really very proud. As soon as he arrived above the City Lord's Mansion, City Lord Nangong came out to greet him.
If it had been someone else, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been the city lord who came out to greet him, but his men, who would have beaten him with sticks.
"Amitabha, Lord Nangong is here well!" Master Sandeng led Fengtian to the side of Lord Nangong, clasped his hands and answered with a smile.
"Who is this?" If Master Sandeng was the only one here, City Lord Nangong must have directly picked up the old monk and entered the room to play chess. The two of them played an end game last time, and they are still here.
More than half a year passed, and the old monk promised to come and continue the work, but he never showed up, which almost made him anxious.
Now that the old monk is finally here, how can he miss this opportunity? Hurry and pull him in and finish.
But this old monk came with a young man, so he obviously wasn't here to play chess.
And as the lord of a city, he can't be so unreserved in front of a junior!
From his Taoist behavior, one can naturally see that Fengtian is an ordinary cultivator.
His Taoism is not bad, he is considered a wizard among wizards, otherwise he would not have the chance to hang out with Master Sandeng!
What Nangong City Lord is worried about is that Master Sandeng brought this boy here. This mortal cultivator was bullied in Julong City, and this old monk came to him to seek justice!
Isn't it normal for Fan Xiu to be bullied here? Weak people will be bullied wherever they go.
But Master Sandeng is willing to stand up for this kid, so the matter becomes a headache.
He is the city lord, so he naturally faces the people in the city. Otherwise, who would support him as the city lord?
But he doesn’t dare not sell Master Sandeng’s face, right?
This is where the headache comes in.
"Oh, this son Fengtian must be considered a destined person for me in Zhenyun Temple!" Master Sandeng said with a smile, and at the same time motioned to Fengtian, "This is the city lord of Julong City, Nangong Wuji!"
"I've met Lord Nangong!" Fengtian bowed his hands in salute. He was here to borrow money, so he must be more polite.
"Okay, okay, come on, Master, please come inside!" Although Nangong Wuji smiled and led Master Sandeng and Fengtian into the room, he was still thinking about what Master Sandeng brought with him.
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"Nangong City Lord, there is no need to guess. Although the young monk intends to ask the City Lord to take care of him in the future, coming here this time is not a troublesome matter. He just wants to help him borrow 500,000 gold from the City Lord so that he can open a pharmacy in this city.
!" Master Sandeng is such an expert. One look at Nangong Wuji's expression and he knew what the old city lord was thinking, so he got straight to the point.
"Opening a shop? It's easy to talk about it. It's rare for Master to come here. Let's chat for a while before talking about anything else. It just so happened that some fresh fruits came today. You can ask Master to try..." An ordinary cultivator wants to open a shop? Nangong Wuji was very surprised.
Therefore, if other people talk about this matter, he will definitely say that he will not borrow it. Although five hundred thousand gold is money to him, it looks like a business of beating dogs. So if he borrows it,
What should I do if I don't come back? But since Master Sandeng is the guarantee, the situation is different.
Based on his relationship with Master Sandeng, let alone borrowing half a million gold, he would not say no even if it was given!
"Okay, fellow Taoist Feng, you can go ahead with your money, and the young monk will reminisce with Nangong City Master!" Master Sandeng understood Nangong Wuji's surprise, but he would not explain anything more. He believed in Fengtian.
And he knew that Nangong Wuji would soon understand that a giant dragon had come to his city.
"Yes, yes, you go first!" Nangong Wuji shook his hand, and a money bag appeared in Fengtian's hand.
"Yes, thank you very much Lord Nangong!" Fengtian collected the money bag and said goodbye with a smile in his heart. As expected, you have to be a rich man wherever you go. Look how domineering Nangong Wuji is.
"Go to the main entrance!" Nangong City Lord pointed to the east, probably because he was afraid that Master Sandeng was not here and Fengtian would be beaten by his men if he flew around the City Lord's Mansion alone.
Feng Tian had no objection. He just walked through the main entrance and visited the City Lord's Mansion to see what the life of the rich here was like.
Not to mention, it’s really quite sentimental.
Even if you have a big castle like a villa, every plant and plant in it is good, and even the servants are in groups. This is definitely more attractive than the rich people in the ordinary world.
"Fellow Daoist Feng? Why are you here?" Feng Tian was walking towards the main entrance when three people came out of the small round door on the side, it was Lian Xin and Lian Fen.
"Oh, I'm here to borrow money!" Feng Tian smiled with his hands behind his back. He didn't expect to bump into them here. Obviously, the people in the City Lord's Mansion haven't accepted the flowers and fruits they sent!
"Borrow money?" Hearing this, Lian Xin and the others were a little dumbfounded. Feng Tian had borrowed all the money from the city lord's mansion? Is it true or not, he is so cool?
"Do you have friends here? Besides, are you short of money? How much are you short of? I have it here..." Lian Xin was more considerate and started to take out her money bag as she spoke.
"Half a million gold is not a small amount. I can only borrow it from the city lord!" Feng Tian smiled. He was quite touched by Lian Xin, but he would never ask her for this money.
"Half a million gold? What do you want so much money for? By the way, do you know Nangong City Lord?" Lian Xin and the others' eyes almost popped out of their heads. Feng Tian actually asked Nangong City Lord to borrow money. Is this wrong? They come here often.
I haven't even met the city lord, let alone borrowed money.
"I don't know you!" Feng Tian laughed.
"Then he can lend you money? And there is still so much..." Lian Xin and the others hurriedly pulled Feng Tian aside. They thought Feng Tian was fooling around. How dare they ask the city lord to borrow money if they don't know him? Isn't this asking for a fight? This is
Can he come in casually? If the servants of the city lord's palace saw him, they would probably break his legs.
"I borrowed it, look!" Feng Tian shook the money bag in his hand.
"Ah...Brother Tian, are you too awesome?" Lian Xin and the others were completely dumbfounded. This guy really borrowed money from the city lord, and it was half a million gold. Could he be any more awesome?
"Haha, I'm not kidding you anymore. Master Sandeng is the guarantor. Otherwise, how could I borrow money from the city lord!" When Feng Tianle heard this, he knew that if he took a detour, they would frighten them.
Stunned for a moment.
"No wonder!" Lian Xin and the others looked at Feng Tian with resentful faces, obviously they all thought he was bad! Lian Xin, on the other hand, was more calm and continued, "What do you want so much money for?"
"We're opening a shop at Zhengqi Pavilion on Qianfan Street. It will be listed tomorrow. Remember to come early for a drink!" Feng Tian waved his hand and then went out with a smile.
"Ah, he really wants to open a shop?" Lianfen was a little dumbfounded, obviously wanting to say that this ordinary cultivator is always hard to understand.
"It's over. Master Sandeng is going to be cheated by him. Master Sandeng will definitely need Master Sandeng's help to pay back these five hundred thousand gold later!" Lian Ye also laughed and laughed. Only if an ordinary cultivator can make money by opening a shop in Julong City.
If there is a ghost, where will the money come from to repay Nangong City Lord?
"Don't be so talkative... hurry up and get to work. Prepare a big gift later and go to congratulate you tomorrow!" Lian Xin patted the heads of Lotus Fen and Lotus Ye one by one and ordered. (To be continued)