Han Jiuping and Zhang Dongzhuo, who had been on leave for many days, also set off back to Yangquanfang City.
Zhong Yan gave each of them thirty spiritual stones as a reward, and asked the other two to bring a gift to Lin Zhengping.
Not long ago, a large amount of spiritual stones and resources were exchanged from Fangshi. In less than three months, plus the expenses for establishing the Colosseum, the price was almost bottomed out.
"There are only two hundred and thirty-two spiritual stones left in the working capital..."
Yu Qingyao looked at the storage bag and felt extremely distressed. She once again realized the hardships of running a family and the expense of financial resources.
And that's just the beginning.
Zhong Yan smiled and said: "You still have to spend what you have to spend. There are still so many talisman materials. Wait until the end of the year to go to the market, sell the talismans, and exchange for a batch of spiritual materials. Plus the profits from the Colosseum, it should be You can accumulate a lot of wealth."
Yu Qingyao nodded and said: "Xu Yun and Xie Xinjie have become guest ministers of the Yang family. In the evening, several casual cultivators came over and asked if we were still recruiting guest ministers. They were all monks who had not signed up before."
Zhong Yan glanced at her. The other party seemed relieved that Xu Yun and Xie Xinjie did not insist on joining the Zhong Mansion. It was obvious that she was not willing to have a close relationship with the two.
"Wait a little longer and let's talk next year."
Now there are three new monks in the Zhong Mansion - Gu Baiyu and two concubines. Although their cultivation level is low, they can still help share a lot of things.
"Zhong Lang, tell me, when will Pei Nanjin and Gongsun Nuannuan leave?"
After understanding the details and unknown purpose of the two people, Yu Qingyao felt quite worried. Uncertain enemies were the most terrifying.
Zhong Yan frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "I don't know, no matter what their purpose is, they won't do anything to us for the time being, just wait and see what happens."
He has already sent a letter to Huo Donglai, asking him to help keep an eye on Qifeng's movements.
"Are Yunxi and Yongshan going to hold a banquet?" Thinking of this, Yu Qingyao, who was used to poverty, felt pain in her face again.
Seeing his expression, Zhong Yan said amusedly: "Forget it, just have a dinner at home."
Yu Qingyao thought for a while and then said: "Let's hold another one in the future depending on the situation. After all, we are monks and should be given more attention."
The couple chatted for a while, then rolled over on the couch hand in hand.
However, what the two people did not expect was that during the fierce battle, at some point, a small figure appeared in the room, hiding in the illusion.
But it was the little girl Gongsun Nuannuan.
As she was about to leave, she was bored and wanted to come and talk to her uncle. She noticed strange movement from a distance and used 'Void Concealment' to get closer.
Then I saw the scene of two naked people fighting.
"..." Gongsun Nuannuan's eyes widened, and he hurriedly raised his hands to cover his eyes, but there was a gap between his fingers, and he could slip around.
After observing the incense stick for a long time, she blushed and sneaked away without Zhong Yan and the others noticing, and received a vivid enlightenment education class.
It was 6 o'clock in the morning the next day.
Pei Nanjin and Gongsun Nuannuan came.
"Nuan Nuan greets my uncle!"
"Nan Jin has met Uncle Zhong!"
The two of them bowed solemnly and nodded to Yu Qingyao.
Zhong Yan and Yu Qingyao looked at each other, both stunned.
Although Pei Nanjin had previously revealed his identity as a 'disciple of Qifeng' in private when the suspicion was lifted, he still kept it tacit and did not disclose it to the public.
What was also strange to Zhong Yan was that Gongsun Nuannuan, who had always been naughty and heartless, looked at him, and for some reason a blush appeared on his face.
Zhong Yan, who came back to his senses in a flash, returned the salute with his hands and said with a smile: "You two fellow Taoists don't need to be polite. Although Li Lin and I are good friends, we are not in the same sect. From now on, we should refer to each other as fellow Taoists."
One is almost at the foundation level, and the other is already at the peak of the fourth level of foundation building. Calling him uncle is just for Li Lin's sake.
Pei Nanjin said, "Since we are Master's friends, we and other elders have harassed Master Zhong for many days, so I came here to say goodbye."
Zhong Yan nodded and said, "If you're not in a hurry, it's better to stay a little longer. There were a lot of things going on in the mansion a while ago, and the two of you came all the way and couldn't entertain us well."
"Thank you, Senior Uncle Zhong. Junior Sister and I are going to go to sea for training, and then we have to rush back to the sect to recover."
"That's fine. I'll ask my servants to prepare some of Nuan Nuan's favorite delicacies to eat on the road."
Gongsun Nuannuan said with a smile: "Thank you, Master Zhong! Mrs. Dongcao helped me prepare it, but Master, you promised to teach Nuan Nuan the big monument!"
Pei Nanjin glared at her and couldn't help but look at Zhong Yan.
Zhong Yan's eyes flashed, and he immediately made a decision. He raised his hand and condensed a light of consciousness, which shot into the little girl's eyebrows.
With the status of these two people, they will learn sooner or later in Qifeng that it is better to sell favors.
Gongsun Nuannuan rolled his eyes, checked in the sea of consciousness, and bowed: "Thank you, Uncle Zhong! Uncle, you are so kind!"
Then he turned to Pei Nanjin and said, "Fifth Senior Sister, look, I told you that Senior Uncle never lies to anyone!"
A strange color flashed in Pei Nanjin's eyes. After a little hesitation, he clasped his fists in thanks and said, "Nan Jin also has a magical power, which was taught by the master. It does not belong to the Fire Cloud Sect. The master can practice it. I wonder if the master knows the 'Water Moon Sword Rain'?"
Zhong Yan's heart moved, and he secretly thought that Li Lin really had a great opportunity. She possesses many magical powers that are not from the sect. He smiled and said: "So, thank you Daoist Pei."
After a stick of incense.
Everyone in the Zhong Mansion sent Pei Nanjin out of the gate.
On the occasion of parting.
Zhong Yan called Pei Nanjin aside, gathered the sound barrier and asked, "I have a question I would like to ask. I wonder if fellow Taoist Pei can speak frankly?"
"Uncle, please tell me."
"You killed Shen Lanxin, right?"
After looking at each other for a moment, Pei Nanjin nodded calmly.
After a pause, she took out two high-level communication talismans, stamped them and handed them over, saying: "Master Zhong, don't worry, Qifeng has no ill intentions. Master told me alone when he left that Nanjin will stand by him no matter what the situation." On Uncle Master’s side.”
Zhong Yan's eyes flashed slightly, but his words were profound.
He looked down at the talisman, took it, stamped it personally, and gave one to her.
"Uncle Master, if you encounter any trouble, please contact me."
After saying that, Pei Nanjin greeted Gongsun Nuannuan, got on the horse and left.
"Goodbye, uncle!" Gongsun Nuannuan waved back and shouted with a smile: "Nuannuan will come to see you again!"
Zhong Yan smiled and waved, looking at the figure that was quickly moving away, his eyes flickering. At least he was certain that killing Shen Lanxin was not Pei Nanjin's original intention.
Yu Qingyao stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong, husband?"
Zhong Yan shook his head and did not respond.
Seven days later.
Everything was ready in the Colosseum and an opening ceremony was held.
There were more than 300 monks in the city, and almost all of them came to watch and join in the fun.
Although the level of fighting between monks and monsters, monsters and monsters is low, most monks have never been to the fairy city and have never seen fighting beasts. The fierceness, cruelty, and blood, coupled with the stakes, still make many The monks' blood was boiling and the atmosphere was lively with shouts and shouts.
Because there was no cheating behind the scenes, many monks won money. Even if the bet was small, the loss in the Colosseum in one day exceeded 600 low-grade spiritual stones.
Of course, Zhong Yan and Bai Siyuan don't care about this. As long as the Colosseum continues to open and the news spreads, profits are certain.
Everyone is happy to belong.
As for future plans, there are not many monks in the city at present. They only arrange a small competition every day and one big competition a month.
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