Zhang Baoer didn't care much whether the old man surnamed Shan would disappoint him. As he said, his ambitions were as high as the sky. Not to mention the gains and losses of a city, even if it was a planet or even a galaxy, he would not do anything if necessary.
Give up without hesitation.
In fact, he hesitated a little the day Leng Xiaoxi left. If he hadn't wanted to try to find Canglan Mingming, Cai'er and that unlucky old guy in this area, he would have left here and gone to a higher level of martial arts.
The 'Northern Sanctuary'.
"Tomorrow is the day when the Goddess Chamber of Commerce will be established...Xiao Ming, are you okay?"
He looked up at the moonless night sky, and then rode out the door on his unicorn.
His destination was the former Gaosheng Shoe Store and Xunfang Hall, because the Goddess Chamber of Commerce was located there, and the person he wanted to meet, Lu Dakuan, was already waiting there.
The Goddess Chamber of Commerce is brightly lit. Lu Dakuan and the craftsmen of Baoming Pavilion are on the second floor. There is a balcony on the second floor. Although it is the easiest thing to jump directly to the second floor from the back of a unicorn horse, Zhang Baoer did not do that because
He doesn't want to break the rules he has set, even if that person is himself.
It was necessary to lead by example, so he dismounted and let the unicorns he saw Tang Tiantian and his friends go and have fun with while he walked into the door, passed the hall, went upstairs... and finally walked into the vast leisure area.
"Greetings to the Lord of the City!"
Regardless of his weight and clumsiness, Lu Dakuan led the five craftsmen to stand up and salute him.
"You're welcome! Everyone, please sit down!"
Zhang Baoer waved his hand, without any airs, walked to the main seat and sat down on his own.
After Feng Qing brought the hot tea and subsided, he took out a piece of paper from the space ring and handed it to Lu Dakuan.
"Master Lu Pavilion, please help me see if this picture can be engraved on the token?"
Lu Dakuan was so flattered that he even said that he did not dare to be the master of the pavilion, and then cast his eyes on the paper.
“What a vivid painting!”
Lu Dakuan's eyes only lit up, and the craftsmen next to him couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, because this painting was so lifelike that it amazed them, craftsmen who were used to rough paintings.
Zhang Baoer is not surprised by this. Although his painting skills are average, the things he draws are not comparable to those of ordinary people in this world.
"How about it?!"
He was a little nervous, because the painting was of himself in the form of a little beast. If it couldn't be vividly printed on tokens and signs, it would be difficult for Canglan Mingming and others to discover that it was him.
"Um……"
The oldest old craftsman began to ponder, and everyone's eyes were on him. After a long time, he nodded hesitantly and said:
"Lord City Lord...it can be done, but..."
"But what?!"
"In order to show its color, silver can be used, but it is not durable... The best way is to use up all the gold! However... this light gold is worth a lot of money. A token costs at least ten spiritual stones.
!”
Hearing this, Lu Dakuan was shocked. He was worried that this careless craftsman might make Zhang Baoer think he was trying to make money. He was about to explain when he heard Zhang Baoer say:
"use!"
After saying that, he looked at Lu Dakuan and added:
"First make a thousand pieces, and I will give you a thousand pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones. Can you deliver within ten days?"
Lu Dakuan was startled at first. After realizing that Zhang Baoer's eyes were only inquiring and had no other meaning, Lu Dakuan gritted his teeth and agreed.
Zhang Baoer was very satisfied, looked at Lu Dakuan and said:
"Master Lu Pavilion, I know what you mean. I appreciate your kindness. If others treat me with sincerity, I will treat others with sincerity. Therefore... what I will pay you is not a low-grade spiritual stone, but a medium-grade spiritual stone."
Shi! I hope you understand what I mean."
"Thank you, Lord City Lord!"
Lu Dakuan's voice was full of joy and excitement. Due to Wanbao Pavilion's quota rules, middle-grade spirit stones were very rare in this chaotic city. It used to take the entire Lu family several years or even ten years to accumulate this amount of middle-grade spirit stones.
Stone for the big guys to use.
Later, after they discussed some details about the appearance of the token, Lu Dakuan and others hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Zhang Baoer then walked downstairs, but when he walked through the hall, he suddenly stopped when he looked at the wall opposite the door. The next moment, he left in a hurry, planning to go back and paint three paintings until tomorrow.
Post it on this wall.
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Tick tock tick…
Blood dripped down from the red-white sword tip, and apart from the sound of this drop of blood, there was no sound in the riddled hall.
Meng Yue, the old owner of the Thousand Chongmen, was lying on his side on the last and largest door of the Thousand Chongmen, looking at a pair of spotless white shoes stepping on the door owner's body without blinking an eye.
Blood... passed through his sight from time to time, dripping into the sea of blood of himself and his disciples.
His pupils were filled with endless anger and regret, but these two colors were quickly losing their luster, because he... was about to die!
“On the road to the sky, corpses are used as steps, and all living beings are slaughtered before knocking on the door.”
Amidst the ethereal sounds of nature that were like a dream or an illusion, Meng Yue took his last breath, and his Taoist journey came to an end, disappearing in an instant just like the light in his eyes.
"Eh..."
A woman in a white dress, who was extremely beautiful and unparalleled, let out a long sigh.
Immediately, it turned into a breeze, blowing through thousands of corpses, and landed on the broken door frame of the first door of the Thousand Gates.
Swish, swish, swish...
Dozens of figures floated from all directions and stood in the blood river below. These people were all women, and they all exuded a strong smell of blood. An old woman who was closest to the woman in the white dress bowed with respect and admiration and said
:
"Lord! Not one of the 76,310 people slipped through the net!"
After saying this, she and dozens of people behind her knelt down on one knee, ignoring the blood and mud on the ground, and shouted with joy:
"Congratulations, Your Majesty. From now on, Your Majesty is the Lord of this thousands-mile southern border!"
Hearing this, the woman in the white dress showed no expression and just nodded noncommittally.
Then, she looked up at the dark cloudy sky and said softly:
"Establish the 'Destruction Temple' and use the mysterious beast as a talisman."
Everyone was not surprised by her indifference, and they all shouted:
"yes!"
…………
"Where's Xiaoxuan?!"
Xuan Zhan, who had become a mid-level god, and his wife, who had reached the late stage of a lower-level god, watched with horror as people left the empty house.
Suddenly, Xuan Zhan stretched out his big hand and grabbed it in the air, and a lark hundreds of miles away suddenly appeared in his hand.
Immediately, his eyes narrowed, and the lark that was chirping in panic suddenly stopped chirping, and its lively eyes suddenly lost color.
Xuan Zhan's eyes exuded a faint silver light. Soon after, he closed his eyes, let go of the lark, and clenched his hands into fists.
His fists were trembling, and the great white fox in human form came over and held his wrist.
"The child's father... you, you... don't scare me!"
"Xiao Xuan and that woman were hunted down..."
"ah?!"
The white fox was so frightened that it lost all its strength. Xuan Zhan quickly hugged it without comforting him and shouted sharply:
"Walk!"
Not long after, the couple carried a woman who was the city lord and looked at the closed Tianmen with complicated eyes.
"The child's father, do you think Xuan'er can..."
Before the white fox could finish asking, Xuan Zhan threw the city lord to the ground, caressed her face and laughed loudly:
"Don't worry, how can our children take it easy?! According to what these rubbish say, the human soul must have awakened, and one day we will see each other!"
Hearing this, the Great White Fox nodded faintly, suddenly thought of something, and quickly pretended to smile:
"Let's run away quickly?!"
"Hahaha……"
Xuan Zhan laughed, nodded and said:
"Yes, yes! It's important to escape!"
After saying that, the two of them turned into two rays of light and disappeared.
After a while, the embarrassed city lord got up from the ground with lingering fear, glanced at the direction of the two people with complicated eyes, then turned around and stared at Tianmen in a daze.
…………
Somewhere in the northern sanctuary, in a deserted wilderness of birds and beasts, there is a plain white hill.
Hundreds of feet below the hill, in the main hall of a dark and cold underground palace, a man in black knelt under another man in black who was sitting high up, and said:
"Palace Master, Guardian Zuo is calling, another seed's life card has been broken!"
After saying that, he shut up in fear.
Sure enough, as he expected, the man sitting above stood up and cut his soul with a hoarse voice like a dull knife:
"Damn it! In just a hundred years, two kinds have been lost! Damn it! What a waste! Why are you still kneeling down?! Do you want me to teach you?!"
"No, no! The villain knows what to do, so go ahead! Resign, the villain!"
Ten seconds later, he appeared on the ground wiping cold sweat, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then smiled!
Yes, he laughed! Because he knew that someone was going to die, and someone's death meant that there was a vacant seat. Then, his son could sit in that seat and become a high-ranking slave like him.
"Thank you!"
He whispered three words, facing south. He didn't know who he was talking to.
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In another part of the northern sanctuary, three old men, two women and five children, a total of ten people, were begging in a small town with broken bowls.
When the sun went down, they gathered together and shared the meal that was only enough for three people, but with satisfied smiles on their faces.
Early the next morning, they started begging again, but they stopped working before noon. They helped each other out of the town and headed south.
A good colleague once asked them:
"Why don't you stay? The people in this city are very nice. Before you came, I was the only beggar. Stay here. When the children grow up, I will have enough money from begging!"
This is what they replied at the time:
"We want to go home. Although our home may be gone! But we must go back! Because we still have family members who need our mythical beast to save!"
"Mythical beast?!"
After hearing their answers, the good colleague showed a look of disbelief. Not only did he no longer try to stay, he even hid far away. Perhaps he thought these people had a contagious madness.