Shushan Contribution Hall.
Hearing the words, the old man bowed down and said respectfully with his eyes bent: "Uncle, please calm down. Are you sure you want to exchange all these medicinal materials? Don't think about it again?"
"Change it! Why not change it?"
There were many such elixirs in Jun Xiuyuan's cave, and he just picked a few at random.
Hearing this, the old man touched his beard and narrowed his eyes into a straight line: "I estimate that I can exchange it for 500,000 sect contribution points. What do you think, little master uncle?"
Ranyun frowned and complained: "Half a million contribution points? Can these five or six ordinary herbs be exchanged for half a million contribution points? Our Law Enforcement Hall has brought so many techniques and scrolls from the secret realm, and the total is only thirty Wan Zongmen, please contribute! Master Chen, you shouldn’t cheat me!”
Shouzheng was ordered by Ranyun to do some work, and she stayed with Jun Xiuyuan. There was nothing to do on the second floor anyway, and she was still waiting for Shouzheng to finish moving the exercise scrolls before she could leave.
Elder Chen smiled and said: "It's different, nephew Ranyun, these medicinal materials of your uncle are of the highest quality." He paused, looked at Jun Xiuyuan, and said, "What do you think, uncle?"
The moment Jun Xiuyuan heard the quotation, his face instantly darkened, and he hit the old man hard on the head: "Five hundred thousand? You kid, don't think that I won't dare to hit you with your old bones."
Then he said angrily: "You think I'm as ignorant as that girl! Give me a new price. I've read the exchange price list carefully. The minimum is not less than one million contribution points, five hundred thousand? Do you really think I'm a fool? ah?"
After saying that, he wanted to hit the old man again.
The old man was in pain and covered his head. Like a child who had done something wrong, he hurriedly apologized: "I was wrong. I don't dare anymore. Junior uncle, please stop hitting."
The age and tone of the two people seem to be reversed, which is particularly funny.
"Hurry up, if you don't say anything bad again, I'm going to kick you!" Jun Xiuyuan patted the dust on his shoes as he spoke, looking as if he was going to kick him.
Elder Chen waved his hands hurriedly, begging for mercy: "I don't dare! I don't dare!"
"One million and two hundred and fifty thousand is just the highest offer. Even if the boss comes, I won't dare to give you such a high price!"
Hearing this, Jun Xiuyuan pinched his chin and thought: "1.25 million? I estimated a minimum of 1 million and a maximum of 1.1 million. It seems that this kid has learned well."
"Okay, let's paddle it!"
Jun Xiuyuan nodded with satisfaction and handed over his contribution point card.
"Uncle, wait a moment, I'll add points to you right now." As he said that, Elder Chen took the points card and retreated to the back of the Contribution Hall.
Ranyun was stunned the whole time. He thought that 500,000 was the limit. Who knew that Jun Xiuyuan was still not satisfied, and even said that he had reached a high price of 1.25 million.
This made her envious.
Ranyun took the initiative to approach Jun Xiuyuan and said coquettishly: "Uncle Master! I will transform into a god soon. Now I am short of 500,000 sect contribution points. Can you help your beloved disciple?"
"Go away! I don't have any cents. I'm going with your master, so don't get involved." Jun Xiuyuan pushed Ranyun away, who kept approaching him.
Ranyun refused to give up, grabbed Jun Xiuyuan's arm, and continued to beg: "Oh! Uncle Master, don't be like this! Just help me. I saved up 700,000 for a long time. That magic technique, I wanted it when I was in the Yunying stage. Please support me. I will transform into a god next month."
"Go, go! It's amazing to transform into a god next month! Don't you still have your master? If the master doesn't give it, go to the master. If the master doesn't give it, go to the master."
Jun Xiuyuan is so sad. These disciples with good bones can turn into gods in their thirties. What about him? Three hundred years of hard training is still a period of refining energy
After three hundred years, he didn't dare to be lazy at all. Others could get twice the result with half the effort. He could get twice the result with half the effort, but the result was far less than half.
"My master has just broken through the Tribulation Stage, and is now thinking about finding an opponent to practice with. It's not like you don't know his temper. He knows how to fight all day long, how can he have time to take care of me."
Hearing this, Jun Xiuyuan was startled and thought to himself: "Is Senior Nephew Qingfeng looking for a rival? Why don't you let him go to Liehuomen to grab a fire source for me, so that I can use it to improve my Burning Technique?"
"Senior Brother Canggu must have told that boy Qingfeng not to help me, but if I let this girl beg for help, there might be a chance of improvement."
Thinking like this, Jun Xiuyuan cleared his throat and said seriously: "Seeing that you are so sincere, my uncle will help you!"
"Really?" Ranyun's dim eyes suddenly lit up.
"Of course it's true. Have I lied to you?"
"Yes, more than once. You have cheated me out of my hands for medicinal materials before." Ranyun half-opened his eyes, with a straight face, looking at Jun Xiuyuan with eyes full of contempt.
At that time, Jun Xiuyuan was so crazy that he exchanged candied haws-gluts from Ranyun for a lot of medicinal materials in order to practice cultivation, and lied to her that his candied haws-gluts were "the best medicinal materials" and were several times better than those bitter and astringent elixirs.
The innocent Ranyun believed it to be true. After eating candied haws for several days, Ranyun was discovered by his master Qingfeng because he had cavities.
Qingfeng didn't dare to trouble Jun Xiuyuan first, and finally went to Elder Canggu. Canggu took out his own medicinal materials and wiped Jun Xiuyuan's butt.
Jun Xiuyuan scratched his head, smiled awkwardly and said: "That was all in the past, how can you still remember it! You have such a good memory." Then he suddenly said seriously: "Uncle Master definitely did not lie to you this time, if you agree How about I transfer the points to you right away?”
Ranyun narrowed his eyes slightly and asked doubtfully: "Uncle Master, you have never come down from the mountain in these years, and no one dares to mess with you inside or outside Shushan? Do you still need my help? I have to declare first, let me help you improve Things like cultivation can't be done.
Jun Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows, smiled, waved his hand, and said, "No, that matter is easy for you."
Ranyun was dubious: "Uncle Master, please tell me."
Jun Xiuyuan: "Isn't your master looking for an opponent to compete with? If you try to get him to go to Liehuomen to grab a divine fire or fairy fire seed, just say that you want to practice fire-based skills and need them."
Ranyun waved his hands hurriedly: "Ah? You want me to lie to my master again, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I have done this so many times, I can't bear to lie to him anymore."
Jun Xiuyuan smiled calmly: "If he doesn't know, it's not cheating. How can it be called cheating when a cultivator seeks cultivation resources? Anyway, I have already told you my conditions. It's up to you whether you do it or not."
"This...this, I don't know." Ranyun lowered his head and rubbed the spiritual sword in his hand, feeling very confused.
Seeing this, Jun Xiuyuan chuckled and said: "Look, you have been out for a few months to acquire so many resources. What's the result? Three hundred thousand contribution points, and you have to share them with your disciples. How much is left in the end? What do you think? How long will it take to collect half a million contribution points? When you do, Xu Changqing might become an immortal."
Hearing the words Xu Changqing, Ranyun gritted his teeth in anger.
She originally held the position of the first sister of Shushan, but unexpectedly, a kid younger than her came and caught up with her in just a few years. Now her cultivation is far behind her.
Ranyun gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and squeezed out from between his teeth: "Okay! I'll do it." As he spoke, all the spiritual energy in his body burst out to show his determination.
"Stop, stop, stop! My sister-in-law, you are trying to murder your great-uncle!"
The momentum of Ran Yun at the peak of his Nascent Soul stage poured out, and Wia overwhelmed Jun Xiuyuan, a small foundation-building monk, so breathless that he almost coughed up blood.
"Oh! I forgot that my uncle was still a young monk in the Qi training stage." He stuck out his tongue and smiled mischievously.
"Pfft!"
Jun Xiuyuan was furious, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
"Look out! I am Zhuji, Zhuji!"
Ranyun was also doubly shocked. She didn't expect that she just wanted to make Jun Xiuyuan angry, but she didn't expect that she would be so angry that he vomited blood.
"Okay, okay! Build the foundation, build the foundation." Ranyun said perfunctorily, wiping the blood from the corner of Jun Xiuyuan's mouth with a handkerchief as he spoke.
