Chapter 60: The fall of Gods Son Jun Hao! Prince Huan appears
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Fairyland.
Tai Haotian.
One of the three major mineral markets in the fairy world - [Haotian Mineral Market].
In a courtyard that looks a little rough.
The well-known, handsome, reserved and promising quasi-god son of Haotian Temple, Jun Hao, is squatting in the courtyard without any image at the moment.
His beloved white robe had been stained with various mineral dust and became dirty.
Normally, God Son Jun Hao would never allow his robes to be stained, damaged or wrinkled, as this would seriously affect his image in the eyes of many "sisters".
But at this moment, he didn't care at all.
He was holding a sacred-grade knife in his hand, and his eyes were sacred and firm, cutting open the surface of a mottled stone bit by bit.
As the shell of the stone gradually peeled off, his breathing became more rapid.
suddenly.
A stunning spiritual light burst out.
Although only a small part has been cut, from the gap, wisps and wisps of primitive and pure chaotic aura are constantly dissipating. When people smell it, they become a hundred times more energetic, as if they have not even cultivated.
They all improved a little bit.
"bingo!"
The eyes of God Son Jun Hao burst out with extremely excited red light, and he was so excited that he could not help but wave the hand holding the knife: "Chaos Spirit Stone, another large piece of Chaos Spirit Stone!"
The fairyland area is full of spiritual energy, and there are countless rare treasures of all kinds.
But even so, the legendary Chaos Spiritual Stone formed by the highly condensed innate Chaos Spiritual Qi is still a very precious treasure!
Even the Divine Son Jun Hao of Da Luo Jin Fairyland is only allocated one Chaos Spiritual Stone and fifty Immortal Spiritual Stones for cultivation each year.
When Wang Anye was picking up rubbish at the gap of the Endless Tianyuan near Tianrui Holy City, he could pick up materials worth two or three Chaos Spiritual Stones every year on average!
The Chaos Spiritual Stone cut out by the Lord Jun Hao was in one piece, and it was very large. If he divided it carefully, he could cut out at least twenty Chaos Spiritual Stones, which would be enough for him to maintain his cultivation for fifteen years.
Food and clothing are sufficient.
Of course, this does not include inviting Li Ci to dinner, because it is a bottomless pit that no amount of money can fill.
And when he bought this piece of raw spirit stone, he only spent twenty immortal spirit stones, which was a hundredfold increase in bet.
While God Son Jun Hao was excited, he couldn't help but look at Goddess Qingli and Wang Lizi who were cutting rough stones in the yard.
Their bodies were also covered with mining dust, their feet were piled with cut gravel, and they were holding a rough stone in their hands and were cutting it vigorously. Their movements were neat, and you could tell they were skilled workers at a glance.
From time to time, spiritual stones would be cut out and put into their storage rings.
Obviously, they also gained a lot.
But unlike the fanaticism and excitement of God Son Jun Hao, the expressions on the faces of Goddess Qingli and Wang Lici were much calmer.
The former just made a fortune by robbing Supreme You's lair not long ago, and she is already a goddess who is "used to seeing" big money.
Not to mention Wang Lizi.
Not to mention excitement, there was not even a hint of joy or excitement on her face. Her eyes were even a bit bored. Even her movements of cutting raw stones and collecting spiritual stones were as mechanical as a puppet, without a trace of soul.
Even if she was "lucky" and cut out the Chaos Spiritual Stone, her eyes and movements did not change at all, and there was no ripple in her heart.
Seeing how indifferent they were, Lord Jun Hao suddenly felt that he was out of place.
He quickly reflected on himself, suppressed the excitement and ecstasy on his face, and barely restrained the upturned corners of his mouth: "Sister Li Ci, thanks to your care during this period, I have earned nearly three hundred Chaos Spiritual Stones!
You can redeem [Sister Yun'er] soon."
The so-called "Sister Yun'er" is one of the inherited Taoist swords of Haotian Temple - Dingyun Taoist Sword.
Since God Son Jun Hao cultivated to the True Immortal Realm, he has been recognized by the Dingyun Taoist Sword in the "Sword Tomb".
Ever since he got the Dingyun Taoist Sword, he felt like he had found a treasure, and he never left it for thousands of years. On weekdays, he called each other "Sister Yun'er" and "Brother Junhao".
But this time, because he owed 400 Chaos Spiritual Stones in one go and couldn't afford to pay it back, the most valuable Dingyun Taoist Sword he had on him was politely taken away by the master Taoist Chef, the shopkeeper of Haotian Pavilion.
According to Miaoshou Taoist Chef, it is "temporarily taking care of the Tao sword for His Highness Shenzi, and please come back with the money to redeem it as soon as possible."
Although the Haotian Pavilion is also one of the properties of the Haotian Temple, it is responsible for its own profits and losses. Even if the Lord Jun Hao goes to eat there, he still has to pay.
Due to the business nature of the restaurant, if the account is not settled on the spot, it will be extremely difficult to get the debt back later, not to mention that the debt to the Lord Jun Hao is several hundred Chaos Spiritual Stones.
Although Lord Jun Hao understands, the fact that [Sister Yun'er] was detained still made his heart feel as painful as a knife slicing it out.
According to the original plan, he planned to send away Qingli Goddess and Wang Lizi, then shamelessly go to his master, Sword Emperor Haotian, to borrow some money to redeem sister Yun'er as soon as possible.
The only problem is that although his master is a dignified Immortal Emperor, he is also a handsome and strong swordsman, and his daily expenses are also huge. It is hard to say how much personal money he can spend!
Moreover, he does not like to manage the secular affairs of the Haotian Temple. All matters of the temple, large and small, are in charge of several deputy temples. Even if they deliberately misappropriate public accounts to fill his holes, it will be inconvenient.
Fortunately, not long after leaving Haotian Pavilion, the much more mature Wang Lizi saw the embarrassment of the Lord Jun Hao.
Jun Hao, the Son of God, kindly treated her to a meal and now owed a huge sum of money. How could she really just let it go?
After some thought, Wang Lizi decided to take Son of God Jun Hao to gamble on stones.
At first, Godson Jun Hao was of course resistant.
He knows the secrets of gambling on stones. As the saying goes, nine times out of ten you will lose, it is pure fantasy to make money by gambling on stones.
However, the Son of God Jun Hao has always been soft-spoken in front of his "sisters" and could not resist Wang Lizi's repeated invitations, so he finally decided to accompany her to have some fun and protect her.
In his opinion, Sister Li Ci and Sister Qing Li are still young and inexperienced in the world. They definitely don’t know how deep the water in the stone gambling industry is. If he doesn’t keep an eye on it, what if they are tricked into losing money?
Oh no.
Unexpectedly, afterward, the son of God Jun Hao smelled so good!
As a result, during the period after that, they visited all the stone gambling stalls in half of the mining market, and naturally made a lot of money.
Fortunately, under the early teachings of his fourth uncle, Wang Lizi also knew the principle of when enough is enough. The competition here is so fierce that it is not easy for the merchants to make ends meet. If they are not villains, they will never be able to kill them all.
Therefore, each of her businesses would make a profit and then leave. Although the total amount earned was astonishing, after being apportioned to each business, the loss of an individual business was within an acceptable range.
At this moment.
The Qingli Goddess finally finished harvesting the last piece of spiritual stone. She patted the dust and stood up and said: "Brother Jun Hao, you are just short of a hundred chaos spiritual stones. I will lend it to you first, and you can redeem the Dingyun Dao Sword first."
.As for the money you owe me, just pay it back slowly, I'm not in a hurry."
"That won't work!" Jun Hao, the Son of God, had a straight expression and flatly refused, "How can I, Jun Hao, a man who has mastered sword repair, owe my sister money? Isn't this just eating soft food!? If I really borrow this money, in the future I will
How can I hold my head up in front of you?"
The green glass goddess rolled her eyes angrily.
What a poor, shameless swordsman~
However, she still likes Jun Hao Shenzi very much. This has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women. She just thinks that Jun Hao Shenzi is a good person. Although she knows her sister a lot, he will take care of her if she can.
"Wait!" Jun Hao's eyes suddenly became alert, "Sister Qingli, you have repeatedly asked to borrow money to support me... Could it be that you want to monopolize me? No, no, this is absolutely not possible!"
Goddess Qingli's face darkened, and her eyes suddenly turned evil when she looked at God Son Jun Hao.
It seems that I can’t take this brother anymore~ Or else, while his sword is not there, just give him a good beating?
"Qingli, please don't have any unwanted thoughts about me."
On the other side, Godson Jun Hao was not aware of the danger yet. He still had that extremely solemn expression on his face and continued to talk seriously.
"You can respect me and look up to me, but there must be no male or female..."
"boom!"
Jun Hao Shen Zi was punched in the eye and flew away.
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A few more days passed.
It is still the Haotian mineral market.
In the best part of the mineral market, there is a stone betting shop named [Haotian Mining]. In terms of scale, it can be said to be the largest in the entire market.
But the Stone Gambling trio always walked around it and never visited it.
There is no other reason. This gambling stone shop has the emblem of the Haotian Temple, so the Son of God Jun Hao will not go to the temple to produce wool.
"I've already visited other shops and stalls, so I can't catch them picking it up."
At this moment, the disguised stone gambling trio were squatting not far from the entrance of the store, gathering together to discuss in low voices.
Goddess Qingli looked a little hesitant: "How about we pay a little visit to this store to make some money for Brother Jun Hao?"
Lord Jun Hao was also a little hesitant.
If he was caught harvesting wool in his own shop, it would be detrimental to his reputation as the son of a god if word spread. But other stone betting shops in the market have been raided...
Just as the three of them were entangled.
Suddenly, a "bang" was heard, and a young man was thrown out of Haotian Mining and hit hard on the roadside.
At the same time, several store clerks and thugs with real fairyland strength came out of the store, punching and kicking the young man.
After the beating, a middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper slowly walked out of the store with a smile: "Boy, you are brave enough to dare to come to our Haotian Mining to cause trouble."
"Senior, I beg you, I will definitely repay the money I owe, please don't go to my house..."
However, before he could finish his words, he was caught and beaten wildly. After the beating, he was thrown into a slag pile in the distance.
After doing all this, the thugs walked away without caring about anyone's life or death.
The stone gambling trio looked at each other, but all three of them had blank faces, none of them knew what was going on.
However, as smart as they were, they all realized something was wrong from this incident.
They first rescued the young man and gave him some treatment before asking for the reason.
It turned out that the young master was a direct descendant of a holy clan, and he was also a talented son who worked conscientiously and contributed to the family.
But later he was lured by a "friend" to go to Haotian Mining to gamble on stones. At first he won one after another and made a lot of spiritual stones. After he tasted the benefits, he couldn't control it and gradually became addicted to the game of gambling on stones.
middle.
But as soon as he became addicted, his previous "good luck" seemed to suddenly disappear. Unknowingly, he lost more and more, so much that he lost all his money!
The young master was anxious to get his capital back, so he listened to others' advice and began to borrow money and gamble. As he got deeper and deeper into debt, he had to sign a large amount of debt and stated that it would be offset by various family properties.
He may have already paid off more than half of the huge Saint Clan family fortune.
"Isn't this possible?" Godson Jun Hao frowned, sensitively noticing something was wrong, "You are just a direct descendant of the Holy Clan, and you don't have many real property contracts in your hands. Even if you sign a contract to offset the property, it will be invalid.
of."
Family property cannot be mortgaged casually. Generally speaking, three conditions need to be met.
First, the mortgagor must have corresponding authority; second, it is best to have the contract certificate of the relevant property at hand; third, it is best to have an authoritative agency that is impartial.
Only if all three are present, it will be considered flawless, and the lawsuit will never win.
It's impossible for just any person in the family to mortgage the family's assets casually, right? If this was really possible, the family would have been in chaos long ago.
Even he, the Son of God Jun Hao, does not have the authority to mortgage the assets of the Haotian Temple at the moment.
"Brother... cough cough~" The young master coughed up blood, his pale face full of regret, "You are too young to understand the dangerous world. Where is Haotian Mining? That is the headquarters of Haotian Temple.
The stone gambling shop. I really do owe so much money, so they can find a way to get it from my house!"
"How can we, a mere saint, dare to go against such a behemoth as the Haotian Temple? We must be compensated and mortgaged!" The young master's voice was hoarse and low, like a wild beast wailing, "It's my fault, it's all mine.
It’s my fault! It was me who harmed the whole family, my ancestors, my parents, I was wrong!”
The trio who gambled on stones were silent for a while.
This young man was unable to keep his faith and restrain his gambling addiction, and fell deeper and deeper into it. It was certainly hateful, but what Haotian Mining did seemed to be even more unkind.
Moreover, the method is so familiar, it is probably not the first time he has done it.
Now, the problem seems to be a bit serious~
The three of them looked at each other without saying anything. After settling the man for the time being, they went out and then got together again to discuss with their spiritual thoughts.
"Brother Jun Hao, I didn't expect that your Haotian Temple may be glamorous on the outside, but it's very dirty in private~" Goddess Qingli looked at the Son of God Jun Hao with strange eyes.
Jun Hao can tolerate everyone around him, but he can't bear the "sisters" who look down on him and despise him.
His face turned dark immediately: "Sister Qingli, I will definitely give an explanation for this matter. However, let me investigate first."
We are all young people, at the age full of ideals and passions, so we cannot stand the dirty and dirty side of the world.
Neither Qingli Goddess nor Li Ci are timid people, and they both expressed their intention to join hands with him in taking action.
One of the three of them is the quasi-divine son of the Haotian Temple, and the other is the quasi-divine son of the Wuyue Temple. Even Li Ci is not a fuel-efficient lamp. They work together to investigate, and the progress is naturally very fast.
So, another period of time passed.
Some information about the stone gambling shop was dug out by the three of them one after another.
It was only then that the three of them realized that although it bore the emblem of the Haotian Temple, it was not actually the property of the Haotian Temple.
The boss behind it is a Taoist family, and that Taoist family happens to be the wife of the [White Army Taoist Lord].
To say that this Taoist Master Baijun is not some unknown person, he is one of the three deputy palace masters of Haotian Temple, a big shot with huge power in his hands!
In particular, the Immortal Emperor of the Haotian Temple's generation, the Sword Emperor Haotian, did not care much about specific secular affairs and delegated more power. This also resulted in the three deputy hall masters being extremely powerful.
And that stone gambling shop, with the support of the deputy palace master of the Bai Army, became a tyrant in the ore market, and had a very bad reputation.
Moreover, they also like to engage in fraud and even have a whole set of tricks to deceive newcomers into gambling, so there are not a few people who have lost their entire fortune.
Most of these benefits were divided up by the invisible hands behind.
This day, we were at the door of Gambling Stone Store again.
The stone gambling trio squatted in the corner and continued to discuss.
"Brother Jun Hao, I heard that Taoist Master Baijun was also a son of a god when he was young, and now he has great power, so I'm afraid he won't be afraid of you." Goddess Qingli was slightly worried, "If you offend him, there will be endless troubles in the future.
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To become the deputy master of the Haotian Temple, one must have the strength of a half-step Immortal Emperor. Who among the Xuanwu monks with this level of potential was not a quasi-god when they were young?
"Am I afraid of him?" Godson Jun Hao raised his eyebrows, his expression full of pride, "It is my responsibility to deal with such evil spirits."
"I have received the concern from the two sisters. I have already planned this matter."
"In the early stage, the two sisters disguised themselves and secretly bought and stored the gambling stones that were suspected to contain treasures. When I bought more, I went out to gamble on the stones in person. As long as I couldn't find ten or eight yuan in a row, I would
I can take this opportunity to make things worse!"
"Although the other party would have scruples if I made trouble, they would definitely not let me take advantage of it with the support of the White Army Taoist Master. At this time, I proposed to book the venue, making the matter bigger again, and gambling in front of everyone. It would be inevitable
It will produce a lot of garbage. In this way, I, the Son of God, can naturally smash their signs and cut off their roots, so that even the old ghost of the White Army can't fart."
Godson Jun Hao had obviously thought about it carefully, and he opened his mouth with a series of plans.
Goddess Qingli and Wang Lizi nodded frequently.
This plan sounds very reliable. Unexpectedly, this divine son Jun Hao is actually quite brave and resourceful.
Later.
Goddess Qingli and Wang Lizi began to act according to the plan.
The two of them frequently visited this stone gambling shop under various identities, and bought many raw spiritual stones to take back, but they did not open them on the spot.
For the last time, the Green Glass Goddess entered in her true form and received a warm welcome, and the raw ore from the warehouse was taken out for her.
In one breath, she bought another raw ore worth hundreds of Chaos Spiritual Stones, and then left with satisfaction.
Under such a series of operations, although the raw ore in the entire Stone Betting Store seems to be still abundant, in fact it has been hollowed out, and there are only a few good goods with real materials!
Next, it’s time for the Son of God to appear.
Lord Jun Hao is gearing up, preparing to make a grand appearance and make a big fuss, and teach these scumbags a lesson.
But before he could take action.
Suddenly.
A deafening dragon roar came from high in the sky.
Stretching along with it, there is also the majestic and vast dragon power like the vast ocean.
Godson Jun Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously raised his head and saw a flying chariot suddenly appear in the Milky Way whizzing by above his head.
The flying chariot was pulled by two dragons. The ancient-looking car had a cyan base and was decorated with golden patterns. There were many ornaments hanging under the eaves around the car.
Although it is too far away to see the specific situation clearly, anyone can see the splendor and splendor of this flying chariot even at a glance.
The flying chariot was incredibly fast.
When I first saw it, it had just flown out of the Milky Way and looked extremely small against the mighty Milky Way.
However, the next moment, there were ripples of space in the sky above our heads, and the flying chariot suddenly passed through space and stopped steadily above the Stone Gambling Shop.
The dragon pulling the cart roared loudly, and the terrifying dragon power spread, and the entire mineral market was instantly alarmed!
Because the regulations of this flying chariot are extremely high, it is actually a flying chariot pulled by two seventeenth-level dragon kings!
With such a regulated situation, even a Half-Step Immortal Emperor is not qualified or capable.
Behind some powerful gods and goddesses, there will of course be Taoist-level elders following and guarding them, and it is not uncommon for dragons to guard them, but they are all polite to each other and will never pull anyone's cart!
Generally speaking, only the Immortal Emperors of all parties are qualified to order the Seventeenth-level Dragon King and Phoenix King to pull a chariot!
strangeness!
Godson Jun Hao's eyes widened and he couldn't help but murmur in a low voice: "There is the symbol of the Demon Temple on that flying chariot."
But it is very obvious that His Majesty the Demon God cannot come to the territory of the Haotian Temple without saying hello. Even if he comes, the Haotian Temple will treat him with grand etiquette, and it will even alarm the Haotian Sword Emperor.
If that was the case, there was no way he hadn't received the message.
But if it wasn’t His Majesty the Demon God, who could it be? Who could have such a grand display?
Just when everyone was shocked and confused.
Under the spotlight.
A young demon clan wearing black armor got off the flying chariot with a lazy and casual attitude.
He has a good figure that is the envy of all men, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a majestic appearance. The extremely gorgeous black armor makes him even more noble and majestic.
However, what is more eye-catching than these is his brilliant long golden hair.
His hair was tied back and fixed with an exquisite and gorgeous crown, with only a few strands leaking out at the corner of his forehead, which inexplicably added a touch of wantonness and spontaneity to his temperament.
His eyes were indifferent, sweeping across the entire audience, as if he was extremely satisfied with the shocked and admiring looks of countless people.
And behind him, many beauties of various colors came down from the flying chariot one after another, including charming and enchanting demon beauties, demonic nuns with a strong demonic aura, and even fairies with fairy aura.
Everyone has a good bloodline and a top-notch appearance and temperament.
"It's Prince Huan!" Lord Jun Hao's expression turned stern, "Why is he here?"
Prince Huan?
Wang Lizi looked blank and looked at the Qingli Goddess subconsciously.
What is the origin of this seemingly arrogant demon youth? Why did God Son Jun Hao react so strongly?
"This is the direct bloodline of His Majesty the Demonic God of the Demonic Temple, the top force in the immortal world. He has awakened the ancient bloodline of the Jian clan, which is somewhat similar to our divine sons and goddesses." Goddess Qingli noticed Wang Lici's eyes and secretly introduced her through a voice transmission,
"However, Prince Huan has a very strong identity and bloodline, and he has a certain hope of becoming a demon god! Therefore, he is extremely favored by His Majesty the demon god, and his status is very high."
"He also once said a famous saying: I, Prince Huan, like to make friends with heroes from all over the world, and never ask about my origin! Anyway, no one is of higher origin than me..."
"Also, this kid likes to eat 'dragon brain', which is the nemesis of the dragon clan!"
Wang Lizi listened to the series of introductions given by Goddess Qingli, and finally understood who this person was.
She had heard of the Demon Temple, which was one of the top powers in the fairy world.
Among them, the strongest person in the Demon Temple, His Majesty the Demon God, is even comparable to the Immortal Emperor.
The prince of the Demon Temple has the potential to become a demon god. No wonder the scene is so grand, he is almost as good as the Immortal Emperor.
Wang Lizi didn't feel much about this, but when she heard that Prince Huan loved to eat [borneol], she was so greedy that her saliva almost dropped.
What a fool, she loves to eat too!
Spicy brain flakes are one of her favorites. Blanch the fresh brain flakes in the spicy pot, take them out when they are most tender, and take a bite. It will be tender and smooth, with a wonderful taste~
Wang Lizi licked her lips and couldn't help but reminisce about the delicious taste of spicy naohua.
At the same time, her big, watery eyes were staring at Tai Zihuan without blinking, and there were bursts of light in her eyes.
She just wanted to ask this seemingly super-rich Prince Jian, when you eat borneol, do you need other parts?
She, Wang Lizi, is also a hero among women, can she follow him and eat his unwanted scraps!?