When Gu Qianning heard the noise, she stopped and rushed over: "Are you okay?"
Zhao Yisu: "With this little mechanism, what can happen? It's a pity that I came out in a hurry and only got these few gems." While putting the gems in his bag, he used magic to clean himself, and he quickly returned to normal. That heroic Zhao Yisu.
The people on the shore were all dissatisfied. They had seen people who were greedy for money, but never such greedy people.
The Baekje monk who had been silent all this time could not help but recite the Buddha's name, and then said: "Life and death are not cut off, and because of greed and taste, I feed my grudges and enter the mounds tombs, suffering all the hardships in vain. Donor Zhao, all evils are caused by greed, and we still have to do it." It’s better to be cautious.”
Zhao Yisu couldn't talk back to this monk with a round face and a smiling face, so he could only reply with a ladylike smile, which meant: You say what you want, and I want what's mine.
Everyone shook their heads secretly, but most of them were still impressed.
Especially the people in Penglai Pavilion. As landlords, they know the power of the ban best. As soon as Zhao Yisu entered the door, he performed a super appearance for everyone, passing through the fierce light of the ban unscathed. This has already made Zhuru, Banxia and other maids... They all fired waves of worship towards her.
Even the always arrogant Nineteenth Young Master couldn't help but look at her.
Zhao Yisu noticed the eyes being looked at and looked over, and saw a young man standing next to the Nineteenth Young Master.
This man is not wearing a brilliant brocade dress like other people from Penglai Pavilion, but is wearing a moon-white gown. This moon-white color does not look like its true color, it is a bit like washed and faded old cloth. Her hair was tied up with only a wooden stick on her head, and she wore coarse cloth shoes on her feet, which was somewhat incompatible with the flashy temperament of Penglai Pavilion.
But that face was very beautiful. It could be said that besides Jiang Yunchen, he was the most beautiful person Zhao Yisu had ever seen.
The Nineteenth Young Master's hand was still gently holding the hem of the man's gown, and he seemed to be very affectionate and dependent on this man.
As if he had been stared at by Zhao Yisu for too long, the young man took the initiative and said, "Are you Zhao Yisu? You really deserve your reputation. You were able to break through the restrictions and get out unscathed."
Zhao Yisu nodded slightly in greeting: "Excuse me. I wonder what you would call me, senior?"
Zhuru introduced: "This is Zhenren Tianwei, the youngest elder of our sect and the father of the Nineteenth Young Master."
Zhao Yisu: "I've met Master Tianwei." Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a pity that he became a father at such a young age.
Everyone saluted Master Tianwei. Master Tianwei returned the salute, said a simple greeting, and left with the Nineteenth Young Master. He seemed to be a man of few words and loved to cultivate himself. He somehow managed to raise the Nineteenth Young Master. Such a good-natured son.
After the false alarm passed, Chao Shan led everyone into the pavilion and emphasized some rules again: "There are restrictions everywhere in Penglai Pavilion. In order to avoid you accidentally touching them, please be sure to bring a maid to accompany you when traveling. The whole house The Yilian Water Pavilion has been vacated, and you can choose any of the guest rooms inside. The master of the pavilion has prepared a dust-cleansing banquet tomorrow night, and will invite everyone to the banquet then."
After Chao Shan left, everyone chose their favorite rooms and stayed at Yilian Waterside Pavilion.
When Zhao Yisu entered, he drooled for a while at the luxurious ornaments and furnishings everywhere. Then he went back to bed to meditate and restore the spiritual energy he had just consumed.
After entering Fengcry Town and encountering the avalanche, everyone's spiritual energy was very depleted. When they finally arrived at Penglai Pavilion, everyone made the same choice as Zhao Yisu and replenished their spiritual energy first.
Penglai Pavilion was indeed a treasured place of Feng Shui, with very rich spiritual energy. Zhao Yisu quickly absorbed all the seven-inch-wide spiritual sea, even faster than when he was practicing on Li Hantian's territory on Fuxi Mountain.
After practicing, she threw the gems she picked up from the lotus pond into the system recycle bin.
Hiss - system points increased by more than three million? !
Zhao Yisu knew this thing was valuable, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable! Calculated, the price offered by the system for these stones is about seven to eight hundred high-grade spiritual stones.
In other words, the Nineteenth Young Master threw away about thirty years of monthly money of an ordinary third-grade monk in Fuxi Mountain with just a casual throw? !
That’s not how you make money, right?
She set her sights on the guest room in front of her. Not counting the exquisite wood and carvings used inside, the layer of gold plated on it alone would be enough to feed ordinary people for a year.
Penglai Pavilion lives on the island, and there are not many cities under it. The number of islanders is far less than the population of the four continents in the southeast, northwest and northwest. How can it accumulate so much wealth?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was not right, so Zhao Yisu went directly to Jiang Yunchen's room next door.
Jiang Yunchen was meditating and adjusting his breath. He sensed that someone had opened the barrier, and he knew it was Zhao Yisu without even thinking. He was too lazy to pay attention to her and continued to circulate the thunder power in his body. Ever since I set foot on Penglai Island, I felt that the thunder power in my body was a little unspeakable...
Realizing that the bed beside him was dented, Jiang Yunchen opened his eyes and turned to look at Zhao Yisu, who was sitting on his bed with a normal expression: "...Don't you think it's inappropriate to just go to someone else's bed?"
Zhao Yisu leaned back and propped up his arms, dangling his feet lazily outside the edge of the bed: "Isn't it appropriate? Where is it inappropriate? Don't tell me that you, an old monster who has lived for ten thousand years, still care about the defense of men and women?"
Jiang Yunchen: "...If you have something to say, tell me quickly." He moved his eyes away from Zhao Yisu's collar, which was slightly open because he was leaning back, and secretly used a spell in his hand to quietly pull up the collar that had collapsed. .
Zhao Yisu, who was completely unaware of this and was still immersed in his own thoughts: "I just think Penglai Pavilion is a bit weird."
Jiang Yunchen: "Elaborate."
Seeing that he was willing to listen, Zhao Yisu quickly sat up straight: "Don't you think Penglai Pavilion is too rich?"
Jiang Yunchen: "Originally, among the six major sects and the Three Immortals Pavilion, Xuandan Palace is the poorest and Penglai Pavilion is the richest. Penglai is rich in wood, and it is extremely scarce and precious wood. It is said that there is an inch of Penglai wood and three baskets of snowflake silver. .”
Zhao Yisu: "I know this. I did some homework before coming here. The monks in Penglai Pavilion mainly use wood spiritual roots and can use magic to make wood. But have you ever thought about it, magic is transformed by spiritual power, and spiritual power is not transformed by spiritual power. Earned for free.”
Saying this made Jiang Yunchen couldn't help but think about it: "Penglai Pavilion's aura is very rich..."
Zhao Yisu: "Speaking of spiritual energy, isn't Fuxi Mountain's spiritual energy rich enough? I don't think it's even half of Penglai Pavilion. Don't they always say that the resources for cultivating immortals are withering nowadays and it's difficult for monks to advance? But with such rich spiritual energy, My dear, the master of Penglai Pavilion is only a seventh-grade cultivator, followed by four or five sixth-grade real men. This is the sect with the longest history, how come the talent has shrunk like this?"
Jiang Yunchen: "What if all the spiritual power of the monks is used to make wood in exchange for money? Absorbing spiritual energy, converting it into spiritual power, and then using the spiritual power to make wood can be regarded as a very profitable business." He murmured to himself, but he already had it in his heart. The answer is no.
Zhao Yisu: "Which sect would do this? All sects are thinking about increasing their power, and even the monks themselves need to be constantly promoted. Is it possible to convert all the spiritual power that they have worked hard to refine into wood, exchange it for money, and finally use it to make This kind of splendid big house? Without cultivation, once the enemy comes over, no matter how much wealth you have, you can only hand it over to others. I will never do this kind of loss-making business... Why are you staring at me? "
Jiang Yunchen: "You have a greedy temperament, but there are times when you make meritorious deeds." He moved his eyes away and looked at the towering building in the distance, where the master of Penglai Pavilion, Jiangchun Zhenren, is located: "It seems that Penglai Pavilion is another Have a plan."
Zhao Yisu: "Then what should we do?"
Jiang Yunchen closed his eyes again and meditated: "Hold your troops and make your move."
