"Slave?" Bai Xin frowned, "I think there should be quite a few monks at the Golden Core stage or even the Nascent Soul stage here, right?"
But Chunrong covered his lips and chuckled, with waves of light flowing in his eyes, and said in a manly voice: "What the guest said is right, but the batch in front of me are all from the golden elixir level up to the golden elixir level. If the guest wants to be in the Nascent Soul Stage or Transformation
It’s not like we at Zhenlong Pavilion don’t have slaves in the divine realm.”
Bai Xin asked: "These slaves are all better than us in cultivation, so how can we ensure that they will not bite their master and escape?"
Chun Rong pointed to the collars around the necks of these people and said: "These are made by the most skilled weapon refiners in our firm. Even the Mahayana monks have difficulty in untying them. With them, we can naturally control these people.
"
When Bai Xin heard these words, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.
The shackles that even the Mahayana monks find difficult to untie, the golden elixir, the Nascent Soul, and even the Incarnation God, each have higher cultivation levels than them, but at the moment they can only be bought and sold as commodities.
"What about people like alchemists and weapon refiners?" Xiao Yan suddenly thought of something and asked.
The smile on Chun Rong's face did not change at all, it was still so soft and kind, but the words he spoke were extremely cruel: "Of course there are them, of all grades, but the price is not what these ordinary slaves can afford.
Compared."
Ye Taotao subconsciously grabbed Xiao Yan and looked up at him - brother Xiao Yan was the alchemist.
Xiao Yan noticed the little monster's movements, felt a warmth in his heart, and reached out to touch her little head.
"Why were they sold as slaves?" Ye Taotao asked nervously.
Chun Rong didn't expect that the little girl would ask such a question. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then his smile returned to a flower-like smile.
"Of course it's because they made mistakes." Chunrong said, "They made mistakes, so they have to be punished."
"Fart!" Before Chun Rong's voice could finish, an irritable and rough male voice sounded, shouting loudly, "What mistake did I make? It was just that you colluded with each other and imposed charges on me!"
A feeble voice on the side sounded in a prolonged tone: "If you want to impose a crime, why bother~"
"Shut up! Sour Confucian scholar, are you worthy of barking in front of me?" the irritable voice spat and cursed, "No matter how miserable I am, I will be ashamed to be with you!"
Several people were attracted by the quarrel, and saw a swordsman looking angrily at the Confucian cultivator not far away.
"Who are they?" Ye Taotao couldn't help but asked curiously.
Chunrong covered his lips with a smile and walked not far away from the two people. "These two are swordsmen from the Mingtong world and Confucian cultivators from the Liren world."
"This swordsman was ruthless. Because his wife was insulted by a child of a certain small family, he massacred the entire family."
After hearing this, the swordsman's eyes suddenly widened, with a frightening layer of bloodshot eyes appearing on the whites of his eyes, and he cursed angrily: "You, Zhenlong Pavilion, are colluding with that old immortal Duijun, and his grandnephew has done all kinds of evil things."
, so what if I kill him?"
Chun Rong showed no sign of anger at all, with a smile on his lips, he made two strokes with his fingertips, and immediately a ball of lightning burst out from the collar around the swordsman's neck, electrifying his whole body.
The swordsman endured the pain and continued to curse, but the collar had quickly shrunk and tightened around his neck, making it difficult for him to even breathe, let alone curse.
The Confucian cultivator on the side looked pale and his eyes were full of fear. No matter what Chun Rong said, he did not dare to refute.
"This Confucian cultivator is even more ridiculous." Chunrong said with a hint of disdain, "The Liren world regards the dynasty as the cornerstone of cultivating immortality. The higher the rank in the imperial examination, the higher the cultivation level will be. He has been in the imperial examination for several years, but he has not
During the exam, I couldn’t make any progress in my cultivation, but I knew how to do it in a sneaky way.”
"He failed in the exams and had no choice but to retire and write books. His rhetoric was completely nonsense, but he deliberately pretended to be elegant and packaged it into a rare fragment."
"That's fine, but he offended someone he shouldn't have offended. Back then, the top scholar in the benevolent realm was only one step away from ascending to the upper realm, but he was maliciously slandered by him, causing his achievements to fall short."
"The law of heaven is clear and the retribution is not good. The scholar left the world of benevolence and traveled abroad for a long time. He finally realized Confucianism and Taoism, so he turned around and dealt with this villain."
She recounted the origins of the two of them, and did not forget to add at the end: "If you are interested, you can buy it. If you get tired of it in the future, you can send it back, and we at Zhenlong Pavilion will also recycle it."
Bai Xin narrowed his eyes. He was not very interested in the Confucian cultivator whom Chun Rong spent a long time introducing. On the contrary, what the swordsman said made him even more interested.
What the swordsman just said was... Dui Jun?
The eight emperors of the eight directions are Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui. Now we have more or less intersection with them. There are already two Li Jun and Gen Jun. Now I heard another one.
Duijun.
It seems that what happened to this swordsman deserves further investigation.
Thinking of this, Boxin raised his head and glanced at Xiao Yan, signaling him not to act rashly.
"I just heard him mention Dui Jun..." Bai Xin pointed at the swordsman and spoke tentatively to Chun Rong.
Chun Rong smiled and said: "Guest, please don't be deceived by him. How can a monk like him who only has the Golden Core level of cultivation meet Duijun?"
After hearing this, the Confucian cultivator quickly raised his eyelids and glanced at Chun Rong. The fear in his eyes did not dissipate, but the words "You are a liar" were written all over his face.
Bai Xin pursed his lips and said hesitantly: "Actually, I want to go to the black market and buy two docile monsters as pets for my daughter. I'll take a look at buying slaves later."
After what the swordsman said just now, Chunrong's heart rang with alarm bells, fearing that Bai Xin and Xiao Yan would hear something they shouldn't hear if they continued to stay here.
I don’t know what made this swordsman crazy today? He was obviously very quiet and obedient before.
Chun Rong cursed secretly in his heart. Hearing that Bai Xin was going to see the monster, the smile on his face deepened and he immediately said: "Those guys, follow me here."
Turn around and take them out of here.
Ye Taotao couldn't bear to turn her head and glanced at the swordsman who had fainted due to the collar, but was surprised to see that the swordsman had opened one eye at some point and was staring at her without evading.
Is he already awake, or was he not faint at all before?
Ye Taotao's back felt cold, and she felt that her gaze was like a sword cutting through the night sky, directly stripping off all her disguises and revealing her true form.
Because Ye Taotao clearly saw that the swordsman licked his dry lips twice, at the same time, a voice sounded in her mind.