Not all ancient martial artists are as rich as Su Mu.

He is the only one who squanders the resources of the sect.

You don’t have to pay the extra money you earn from it.

Don’t look at the worship of a noble family, it can be hundreds of millions or billions a year.

But this money will be given to the sect a lot of part.

Many ancient martial artists have poor backgrounds and have to give them part of their secular family.

The rest must be purchased by yourself for cultivation.

The ancient martial arts sect has money, and even wealth cannot be called wealthy and can match a country, but should be called wealthy and can match a ball.

The ball of the earth.

but!

The disciples actually don’t have all money.

The sect has a very strict hierarchy, and the treatment of personal disciples, inner disciples and outer disciples is far and wide.

Moreover, the various intrigues within the sect also require resources to open up the way.

How do you get the resources?

Buy it with the money.

No amount of money is enough.

This is the reason why you are poor and rich in martial arts.

You can't even eat enough, do you practice martial arts?

Go and practice yo-yo.

Yang Wu is not short of money, but I am in charge of it. That is the funds and resources for him to take office in the future.

These three elders received a training resource and daily consumption from the sect.

If you want to talk about money, it’s not without it. Three or five small goals can still be obtained.

But all this money is left with you.

For experts like them, these 300 million or 500 million are basically equivalent to an ordinary person holding thirty-five yuan.

Just like ordinary people, if you have a headache or fever, you must have money to buy a cold.

A healing pill starts with 500 million.

If you are injured, will you not be cured?

"We... are willing to redeem ourselves."

Su Mu looked at the three old guys with a smile:

"Very good, I don't ask for a price everywhere. One person is 10 billion. Of course, the unit is US dollars."

The faces of the three elders suddenly turned pale as paper.

They subconsciously turned around and were about to escape.

One hundred billion?

What a fucking US dollar?

If they crush their bones and squeeze them into oil, they can't sell them at this price.

It’s not that they can’t be sold. If a master of their level goes to a wealthy family to worship, it will be no problem for 2 billion a year.

If you count it, you can sell it for 10 billion US dollars in thirty or fifty years.

Fuck.

In another thirty or fifty years, can they live that long?

Do you think anyone can afford the longevity pill?

The three elders cried directly.

"Kill us."

They can't get this money.

Su Mu smiled.

"You can pay in installments."

The three elders were so hungry that they didn't vomit blood.

installment?

Is this buying a car?

Or buy a house?

Su Mu looked at Yang Wu:

"Your price is more than this money, you need 100 billion."

Yang Wu shivered and before he could speak, he was blocked by Su Mu:

"Don't cry with me, poor. This one hundred billion, five hundred billion is my hard work to help you kill Yang Ding, and five hundred billion is your money to redeem yourself."

Yang Ding had a ball of paste in his head, and he actually agreed directly:

"I'll give it! This money... I'll give it to you, and I'll give you all the money for the redeem of the three elders."

The three elders were so grateful that they burst into tears.

It’s worthy of being an old bone for us, and we still work hard for you.

The real young master.

Su Mu laughed and said:

"Okay, I'll just do you want to pay? You can get a 10% discount on the on-site transfer. Please take care of yourself next time."

Next time?

Yang Wu saved his life at least and was a little calmer.

"Now I have no money, I want to go back to ask my mother for money, but I can write you an IOU."

Su Mu's face suddenly changed and he said gloomy:

"You don't have money to say nothing, IOU? Haha, I don't believe in your personality."

Yang Wu immediately swears:

"I'm not bad at the debt, I can give you interest."

In the end, Yang Wu and the three elders were forced to write an IOU and pressed a bloody handprint on a so-called revelation made up by Su Muhu, and was released.

If Yang Wu dared not give money, this revelation would immediately spread throughout the ancient martial arts world.

All the things that were leaked were all extremely dirty things in Huayang Sect. If one or two were circulated, the Huayang Sect would be smelly ten miles against the wind.

This is the bad idea the master gave to Su Mu.

Yang Wu and the three elders escaped far away like a stray dog. Only then did they become soft and mud, sitting on the ground, gasping for breath.

Now it is no longer a question of how to go back and hand in the work.

Now, how to exchange money for IOUs and leaks.

The three elders simply killed Zhuo Buli.

On the leak, there are some erotic and exciting stories about the three of them and Yang Wu's mother and their junior sister. When these stories are spread, Yang Wu's father Yang Jiyou's head is not just a green grassland, but he has to take Yang Wu to do a paternity test immediately.

ruthless.

It's so cruel.

Zhuo Gou!

You are a real dog.

We didn't look at the almanac when we went out, so why did we meet you?

The three elders left a strong shadow in their hearts. Perhaps when they mentioned the three words Zhuo Buli, they would have to sway their whole body.

On Su Mu's side, the path of sheep intestines had reached its end. He did not hide it from Zhuo Buli, but directly took the off-road vehicle into the storage device in front of him.

Zhuo Buli's reaction was far beyond Su Mu's expectations.

He just laughed strangely for a few times, just said, "Go back."

Then, he left Su Mu and flew away.

When Su Mu came to his senses, Zhuo Buli had disappeared.

"Zhuo Buli!!"
To be continued...