Dongzhou, Night God Palace.

After Liang Xiao sent someone to spread the news to Shenyu and Nanzhou, he took Qingge's space ring and tinkered with him.

The palace master's wife was so generous, and she could get 500 million gold coins at one time.

only--

Liang Xiao was suspicious.

Five hundred million gold coins are not a small amount. With this money, what wasteland can you buy and how many people can you support when buying food and grass?

Liang Xiao sighed, and at the same time sensed the wealth in the space ring.

The next moment, Liang Xiao was as stupid as a wooden chicken, his eyes unblinking, as if he had suffered some stimulation.

"I'm a real mother."

Liang Xiao was so shocked that Fang Yan was tidying up, wiped his eyes, and re-sensed the space ring.

What did he see?

Yuanshi.

Countless Yuan stones.

This Yuan stone is not a small number.

"I've got rich and made a fortune." Liang Xiao was extremely excited.

After a moment, Liang Xiao began to worry again.

Since the palace master disappeared, he has been following his wife.

Hasn’t the palace master’s wife been very poor all the time? Where did this money come from? Thinking of this, Liang Xiao thought of the words of the Snake King and Liu Yan'er.

Is Eastern Emperor Ye Qingge and Qinglian King really old like a star? If this is the case, it is understandable that he can have a huge Yuanshi wealth.

"Is the palace master still alive? If he is not alive, it is understandable that his wife remarries."

Liang Xiao is ready and plans to go to various cemeteries to check out. If there is green smoke coming from the grave, there is no need to doubt that it must be the tomb of his own palace master.

Liang Xiao put away the space ring and took out the small notebook. The writing was powerful: the wife of the Palace Lord of the Night God Palace, there was a Yuanshi of unknown origin in the space ring. It was initially concluded that it probably came from King Qinglian.

The life and death of the palace master are uncertain, and he was promoted by the palace master, so he must do something for the palace master.

In the past few days, Qingge has been busy with the matters in Dongzhou, and the affairs of the three sects have temporarily left Wuming and cannot come forward, and the transaction of wasteland must be resolved as soon as possible.

But for some reason, Qingge always felt that Liang Xiao looked at her with a strange look, as if he was heartbroken and incredible.

When Qingge was practicing in the courtyard, Liang Xiao would recite poems aside.

"Ah, spring, green spring, and green you and me." Liang Xiao recited emotionally.

Qingge's face became darker and darker. He stopped practicing and looked at Liang Xiao coldly.

The ground is bare and white. How did Liang Xiao see the greenness?

What's even more terrible is that Liang Xiao changed his usual style and wore a dazzling green shirt.

Liang Xiao carried the green shirt and walked around in front of Qingge: "Madam Palace Master, is it good-looking?"

Qingge's temples swelled wildly, and had a headache. He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows lightly, and asked with a cold face: "Liang Xiao, are you very idle?"

"No, no leisure..."

Liang Xiaogan laughed a few times and asked tentatively: "Emperor Dong, the Yuan stone in the space ring is of great value, and the Yuan stone is a common currency in the Nine Realms and above. I don't know where it comes from?"

"I think you don't want to do it anymore." Qingge said in a deep voice.

Liang Xiao was so scared that he ran away as if he was oiled.

Qingge once suspected Ji Yue's eyes when he chose someone, could Liang Xiao really be in charge? He knew gossip all day long.

After Qingge broke through to the Phantom Spirit Realm, he had been studying Shou and Yuan acupoints, but had no gains for a long time, so he simply paused and got up to see the people in Ye Shen Palace.

Ye Xuanji and Long Shitian temporarily left the realm of death to appease the families of the sacrificed soldiers.

The snow girl was teaching Liu Yan'er how to understand the power of ice and snow. Emperor Yungui went to Tianqihai, Zhong Linshan, and the four tribes took the Eastern Emperor to the words.

You'er taught some thin children to play with guns. When he saw Qingge, You'er took the silver spear and clasped his fists with both hands: "Master."

Qingge nodded and then walked forward.

Xiong Batian no longer reads medical books, but instead began to practice the spiritual master's skills vigorously, and finally hit a wall.

Xiong Batian was dejected, his eyes were slightly red, and he was unwilling to accept it, practicing again and again.

Qingge looked at Xiong Batian's appearance and shook his head.

Xiong Batian is indeed talented in medical skills, but he cannot be called a genius, but he loves medical skills and is willing to spend a lot of time.

Now Nan Xueluo has completely lost the burden of the past and has a clear goal in his heart.

Nan Xueluo is going to go to immortality.

If the God King had not done anything to hurt Nan Xueluo, which caused Nan Xueluo to lose its original strength, I was afraid that the Snow Girl would have already ascended to immortality like Feng Qi.

Xiong Batian's cultivation is progressing slowly, and it is really far from immortality.

Obviously, Xiong Batian also realized this and squatted aside with his head in his arms.

I didn't cry loudly, I didn't collapse, I just didn't know what to do.

The red dress gently brushed in front of Xiong Batian. Xiong Batian looked up and his throat was slightly bitter: "Master...what should I do..."

Qingge sat lazily beside Xiong Batian, and his white and tender little hands patted Xiong Batian on the shoulder.

"Do you know how many people and races there are in this world?" Qingge asked.

"I don't know." Xiong Batian shook his head: "Does Master know?"

"I don't know if I'm a teacher." Qingge raised his head and looked at the noon sky. The scorching light of the green sun spread out through the layers of sparse shadows of leaves, scattered on this mythical palace. Qingge closed his eyes and calmed down and felt the caress of the sun, then spoke, "No amount of it."

"Not many?" Xiong Batian was in a daze.

"Yes, there are countless." Qingge smiled: "Xiaotian, every independent person thinks of glory, wealth and a bright future. Everyone wants to be the best, but how many people finally reach the peak of power? The big waves wash away the sand, the fittest survive, how many people die in the pursuit game of success, kings and losers? Things in the world are not that simple. It doesn't mean that hard work brings rewards. Everyone is working hard, how many people get rewards? But you have to understand that if you don't work hard, there will be no hope."

"But how can I work hard... Master, immortality is too far away, and Aluo is also very far away." Xiong Batian said.

Few people can survive the long loneliness and suffering like Ye Qingge, and have their original intentions, not violate the principles, and not betray their souls.

Qingge remained silent, but threw a touch of soul voice into the spiritual world: "Senior Gu Long, please take a look at Xiaotian's qualifications."

There has been no sound in the spiritual world for a long time.

Xiong Batian saw Qingge not speaking, thinking that he had nothing to do with it, so he lowered his head in disappointment.

He had never had any lofty ambitions and had a great fortune in his life to be able to become the disciple of the Eastern Emperor. He just wanted to live to the end of his life with the pile of medical books.

The most exaggerated and bold idea in this life is to marry a snow girl.

He is just an ordinary man, but the person he falls in love with is in the nine heavens.

"Very bad qualifications." Gu Long said.

"poor?"
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