The coachman quickly stepped aside, took the small bag of money and counted them carefully. There were 20 gold soul coins in total, which made the coachman laugh.
A big customer is a big customer, and you will get 20 gold soul coins when you sell it.
However, when I think of a certain rich man I met nineteen years ago, it seems that he is not an ordinary petty person.
That adult took action and directly gave him a hundred gold soul coins. He was simply his biological father sent by God to save him from poverty.
It was precisely because of that money that he married a wife, had two children, and his family moved from the countryside to the imperial capital.
If he could meet that wealthy man again, he would definitely kowtow to him sincerely and express his gratitude.
After Tang Hao was carried into the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Ning Fengzhi quickly called a group of healing soul masters to help him look at his injuries.
The expressions of this group of healing soul masters looked extremely serious. One would sigh, and the other would scratch their heads and ears.
Anyway, as long as you are not blind or stupid, you will know that Tang Hao's injuries must be very serious and have reached a very difficult point.
However, Ning Fengzhi still had the patience to ask these healing soul masters.
"How's it going? How's his injury? Can you guys stop sighing like that?
I asked you to come here to treat him, not to listen to you being dejected!"
This group of healing soul masters stood up one after another, nodded to Ning Fengzhi, and talked all over the place.
"Sect Master, this man's injuries are extremely serious,"
"Yes, this man is probably hopeless. I suggest you inform his family and help him take care of his funeral, right?"
"This man had serious old injuries, and now he has new injuries. Not to mention that we can't save him, not even God can save him."
Ning Fengzhi was upset by the chattering words of these healing soul masters and shouted angrily.
"Can you shut up first?"
Ning Fengzhi's angry shout made these healing soul masters shut their mouths in understanding.
Sword Douluo also walked up to Tang Hao at this time, put his right hand on his wrist, felt it carefully for a while, and shook his head helplessly.
"Tang Hao's injuries are many times worse than mine and Lao Gu's.
His injuries have now affected his internal organs. If he hadn't been so strong, he might have died long ago.
Now that the injury is getting worse, I'm afraid there is only one way to cure it, but I'm afraid he himself won't agree to it."
"Uncle Jian, what can you do?" Ning Fengzhi raised his eyebrows with an expectant look on his face.
After all, Tang Hao was a member of the Shangsan Sect, and he was also a genius who once suppressed the whole era.
Of course he didn't want to see Tang Hao fall like this. If he fell like this, it would undoubtedly be a huge loss to the entire Shangsan Sect.
Sword Douluo frowned tightly, showing a look of helplessness on his face.
"If he wanted to save his life, he could only inflict all the severe injuries on one hand and one foot, and then lose one of his hands and one foot.
In this way, he can barely save his life, but due to the lack of two soul bones, his cultivation level is bound to drop, but if he doesn't do this, he will definitely die within three days!"
"What, cripple every limb! He, how could he agree!"
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but turn pale with shock, and the other healing soul masters were also shocked.
"Cut off one hand and one foot, and peel off two soul bones from the hands and feet. Isn't it the same as death for the soul master?"
"It's all the result of death. I'm afraid this person is not willing to accept it no matter what, right?"
"If it were me, I would rather die with my body intact than sleep with my arms and legs broken..."
These healing soul masters don't know that titled Douluo can peel off their soul bones while they are alive, but the condition is to reduce their soul power.
They didn't know, but Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi knew it, and they both began to think deeply.
These healing soul masters could only help Tang Hao maintain his injuries.
After Tang Hao wakes up, he will be asked for his own opinion. Whether to die with intact limbs or live with broken limbs is a decision that can only be made by himself.
If Wang Jingyu were here now, he would definitely lament that the method given by Sword Douluo was exactly the same as the method Tang Hao himself thought of in the original work.
It's just that the time difference is nearly ten years, and because Tang Hao is now too seriously injured, he can no longer wait more than ten years!
The camera turns to the papal palace.
Bibi Dong was sitting lazily on the papal throne, and Hu Liena was standing behind her, massaging her shoulders.
Seeing her flipping through the "Copy of the Goddess Diary" in her hand, Hu Liena's eyes flashed with curiosity.
She asked Bibi Dong in a tentative tone.
"Teacher, can I ask you a question? Who gave you the strange diary in your hand?"
Bibi Dong raised the diary in her hand, raised her eyebrows, and showed a faint smile on her lips.
"Why, you can also see this thing?"
Hu Liena nodded lightly: "To tell the truth from the teacher, Nana also has a book that she seems to have had since she last met her master."
Bibi Dong raised her hand and touched Hu Liena's head gently, smiling lovingly.
"You guessed it right. This thing was given to us by your master, and there should be a lot of people who gave it to us, all of them beautiful women, but he didn't know it himself.
There is a mysterious force that doesn’t want your master to know that we have this thing, so remember to keep it secret in the future. Just take a look at the many things on it, don’t worry about it.”
Hu Liena was a little confused. The teacher said that this thing was given to them by their master, and said that the master himself didn't know.
What does this mean? Could it be that the things that were exposed after the master often complained in this strange diary were not known to him and have been kept in the dark?
Thinking of this, Hu Liena couldn't help covering her little mouth and became stern.
Bibi Dong saw her snickering and turned to look at her doubtfully.
"Nana, is there anything funny?"
Hu Liena nodded, with a playful smile on her lips.
"Teacher, think about it, my master has always said in this diary that he wants to pick up girls here and pick up cabbage there. He always thinks that what he does is perfect.
If one day the master knew, everything he had done was inexplicably exposed to so many women.
Especially after you found out, he still had to dig a big hole to bury himself?"
When Bibi Dong heard this, she also covered her mouth and smiled.
In such a social death scene, even with Wang Jingyu's shamelessness, he would probably want to cover his head with his underwear.
"Whatever, we can keep it secret for as long as we can. Anyway, I think it's very interesting to know your master's secret."
"Hehe, teacher, you are also bad enough. Aren't you afraid that he will know everything in the future and come back to teach you a lesson?"
Hu Liena deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "teaching", and Bibi Dong glared at her angrily.
"Damn girl, just to see how good you are, you even teased the teacher, right? Be careful, the teacher teaches you a lesson."