Gao Fan, a handyman disciple, finally arrived at the Zhou family outside the city, where his business is today. The spiritual veins of this area of ​​the Zhou family residence are very good, almost as good as Qishan Mountain. Qishan Mountain is the mountain gate of Xuannan Sect, and only the inner

The disciples only practiced there: Gao Fan also practiced for two years, but later because of his lagging behind in cultivation, he was kicked out amidst the ridicule of everyone.

"Go away!" The ridicule of the classmates still seemed to be in his ears, and Gao Fan pulled the tattered carriage outside the house.

The Zhou family in front of us is a large cultivating immortal family, but its spiritual veins are comparable to those of Shanmen.

"waste!"

Suddenly, someone next to him shouted loudly, and his voice was full of contempt and ridicule. Gao Fan was very familiar with that tone.

Just listen to this tall helper, wearing yellow clothes and sweating all over his face, he continues: "Trash? Trash! This Zhou family was once one of the [Five Great Families] of the sect, but the descendants are becoming more and more trash.

!The heads of the Zhou family of this generation are even more waste to the second or third power, or in other words, [super waste]!"

Super trash?

"How do you say that?" another fat helper asked curiously. At this time, many helpers gathered near Zhou Mansion.

"He has almost no immortal bones. It is said that the number of immortal bones is 0.0001... If you have a certain kind of immortal bones, you can practice a certain skill. Even if you have immortal bones like pigs, you can practice several kinds of them."

What about pig spells? But he has almost no fairy bones, not even the fairy bones of any monster."

Immortal bones and spiritual roots are the most basic part of a monk.

"So throughout my life, I only know how to eat, drink, have fun, and waste all my wealth: a waste and a prodigal!"

"So that's it." Gao Fan also approached and asked curiously in the crowd.

"Even," as he said that, the helper with a sly look looked around and said to everyone: "He, he doesn't even have a child. Do you think he is a waste? It is said that he doesn't know why, he desperately marries a concubine.

, I married desperately, and in the end, I married more than thirty, all of whom were young and beautiful daughters of non-resident cultivators, very beautiful. But in the end, the head of the Zhou family did not have any children!"

"Haha!" Everyone laughed.

Gao Fan also agreed: "It is indeed a waste. There are many beautiful concubines, but not a single child. This is such a waste! What a waste of natural resources!"

"If I were Gao Fan, hehe!"

"Today, I, the little loser, am going to meet the big loser!"

The door of the Zhou family was already white, with the simple character "zhou" written on the white lantern. It turned out that the head of the Zhou family passed away unexpectedly three days ago. At this time, an old steward in yellow was handling the funeral affairs.

The face of the vicissitudes of life was welcomed and sent away. Sure enough, although the Zhou family was in decline, it still had some old face. At this time, some good foundation-building monks from the sect also came to worship:

There are foundation-building masters, weapon refiners, and alchemists.

But that was all. Only the monks of the Foundation Establishment Stage, the monks of the Golden Core Stage of Xuannan Sect, and the elders did not come at all.

"The head of the Zhou family, the sect is famous for its trashy snacks!"

Gao Fan, who collects rags, naturally couldn't go to the front door. At this time, he drove his tattered donkey cart to the back door. As expected, there was a boy in black waiting at the back door. Gao Fan nodded and asked Xiao Hong to stop.

, asked gently: "I agreed yesterday to collect rags. It is said that after the death of the head of the Zhou family, you don't want some of his relics, so I came to see how much they are worth..."

"

Indeed, who would use the things used by the dead? For example, although the cassocks of the dead are high-level spiritual objects, our young master will definitely not wear them. Therefore, Gao Fan is here to collect rags.

"Humph!" The boy glanced sideways at Gao Fan and said nothing at all, looking extremely arrogant.

Gao Fan nodded, looked around, took out a white spirit stone from the storage bag he had just seized, stuffed it into the boy's hand, and said, "Brother, what's going on inside?"

Take the spirit stone, little one

Brother suddenly smiled, even patted Gao Fan's shoulder intimately, and said: "Brother... inside, several nephews and nieces from different families are fighting for the family property. In a word, it's a mess! Chaos.

It can't be any more chaotic. The Zhou family has never been in such chaos. The thirty or so young ladies were crying together. They have no children and cannot inherit the property at all."

"Isn't the Zhou family in ruins?" Gao Fan asked curiously.

"The dead camel is bigger than the horse," the young man whispered: "After all, this is a big family that has been passed down for seven hundred years. It is said that the treasures were once piled up in mountains."

A seven-hundred-year-old immortal cultivating family.

It's all gone in one day!

The key is that the head of the Zhou family has almost no immortal bones. Without immortal bones, it is impossible to cultivate immortality.

"Well, I'll call the young cousin in charge." With that, the boy quickly left.

Gao Fan waited boredly and sat under the big willow tree to enjoy the cool air. Don't underestimate collecting rags. In fact, the profits are good. Many shabby things were ignored by their owners and sold with just a few spiritual stones. But after passing

Organizing and classifying, the final value is very high.

Therefore, resource recycling is still good. Gao Fan admires Master Shen very much.

"The Wandering Master!"

As he said that, a few wanderers really came, also driving the cart. But each of them looked at Gao Fan, who was the first to arrive, with unkind eyes. Especially Gao Fan, although his clothes were old, he was gentle and elegant, like a scholar.

I know a lot of things. Without him, colleagues would be enemies!

These people also heard that the Zhou family had to deal with things and came to collect the rags. After all, they were a big family, so even if they were rags, they must be very unusual.

"Haha, last time I collected a urinal from the Wang family. It was blue, gourd-shaped, and a fourth-level spiritual object. I earned three hundred spirit stones, hahaha!" A thin monkey proudly took out a blue wine gourd.

Come on, take a nice sip, which makes Gao Fan feel sick.

"Yes, the second young master of the Zhang family is just a fool. That day, he sold me high-grade spiritual jade as colored glaze."

"Haha, one time, the other party sold a lot of rotten high-level spiritual fruits, but they didn't know that the cores could be sold as seeds. These are the young masters of the big families."

Everyone started bragging about their glorious deeds of picking up leaks.

After about half a cup of tea, a young cousin who was in charge came out: he had no children, so he was the young cousin, the son of a sister of the prodigal son.

If you look carefully, you can see that this young cousin has a smooth face, two whiskers, and a snarky look. He doesn't look like a gentleman at all. At this time, the young master said loudly: "You guys are here to collect rags."

?”

"yes!"

Gao Fan and several colleagues replied one after another.

"Okay!" Young Master Biao waved his hand, and immediately, the naughty boy took out a bottle of red elixir. Young Master Biao said: "Well, this is a bottle of elixir we don't want. We put a few of them in the warehouse.

In the year, our Zhou family will naturally not take this kind of old stuff... We can't even take the new elixir."

"A bottle of elixir that has been stored for several years, garbage!"

"You garbage collectors... whoever said the best about this elixir will pay the highest price. Today, the Zhou family will sell all the rags they don't want to him."

Suddenly, several wandering guys stepped forward and opened the old elixir to observe. Indeed, it had been at least a few years and the jade bottle looked yellow. After opening it, there was a faint sour smell that filled the surroundings.

Many of the rag collectors looked at each other, then poured out a magic pill, looked at it carefully, and said one after another:

"This is the second-level red hawthorn pill."

The wandering uncle came forward with a whoosh. He had white hair on his temples and looked like he had gone through many changes. He said in a certain tone: "The second-level elixir is old, but it can be crushed and mixed into the feed of monsters. It's not bad."

So, Master Biao, I can give you five spiritual stones for one."

"I can offer six

Bai Lingshi!" At this time, a fat aunt next to him rushed up. The aunt in red gave the wandering uncle a blank look and argued: "The elixir has indeed been kept for too long. The sour taste is better than the ordinary red hawthorn pill.

It’s still big. However, the spirit of the spirit pill has not been lost. It would be too wasteful to use it as feed for monsters. I can produce six spirit stones!”

"Yes." Mr. Biao nodded, his eyes lit up, it would be nice if he had a little money.

"I can produce seven!" At this time, the thin monkey just now said loudly: "I can produce seven spiritual stones! Haha, some are casual cultivators and don't have any spiritual elixirs to take. So what if this elixir is slightly sour? It's very sour and refreshing.

So what? Just be spiritual, I can produce seven spiritual stones!"

"Master Ciao, give it to me. I can give you more spiritual stones."

"Master Cousin, don't listen to him. If there is something wrong with your food, you will be in trouble."

"Young Master Cousin, give it to me," the homeless uncle said loudly, "I'll eat it myself! Eat it to death and I'll do it! Eat it to death and I'll do it!"

"Sell it to me!" Everyone was vying for the shabby business. At this moment, Xiaohong suddenly let out a high-pitched bray, attracting everyone's attention. They saw that Gao Fan came forward without foaming at the mouth.

Instead of fighting for each other, he leaned against the big willow tree in a gentle manner, looked at the crowd and said, "I, Gao Fan, will give you twenty spiritual stones!"

"What?!" Everyone was shocked and looked at Gao Fan. Isn't Gao Fan sick? It would be good if the old elixir can make a few spiritual stones in profit, and it actually produced twenty spiritual stones.

"Young Master Ciao, don't believe him," the lady in red sneered, "Boy, are you talking nonsense? This is not worth so many spiritual stones at all. There are twenty spiritual stones. Who would buy an old spiritual elixir?"

Indeed, if I have twenty spiritual stones, I will buy a new second-level spiritual elixir.

"That's right, that's right." Everyone looked at Gao Fan with unkind eyes.

But Gao Fan smiled slightly and picked up a red elixir. This elixir should contain a spiritual fruit similar to secular hawthorn. Therefore, the sour smell seems to be the 'red hawthorn elixir' they call it.

.It’s perfectly normal for a big family to take some elixirs they don’t need anymore.

At the critical moment, Gao Fan actually put the sour and slightly stale elixir in front of his lips, stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Everyone was shocked and took a step back.

Old elixirs are often brushed several times with sugar water to sweeten the surface of the old elixirs, and then mixed with new elixirs for sale. Gao Fan was cruel enough, and the sour taste was obviously wrong, so he actually licked it intoxicated.

lick!

"This guy is mentally ill!"

"Hard enough!" The homeless uncle raised his thumb.

The lady in red couldn't help feeling sick...

But then, Gao Fan actually put the licked elixir into Xiao Hong's mouth!

"This, this," the young boy just now exclaimed: "Brother, even if you treat your spiritual pet as a brother, you still have to pay attention to hygiene."

Suddenly, everyone was one step further away from Gao Fan: Qimen is a ruthless person!

While eating, stay with the donkey!

But then, Xiaohong let out a cry of joy, obviously holding the elixir in her mouth. Xiaohong is a spiritual beast, so her eyes are very spiritual, and everyone can see the expression of joy. This is so strange, holding the elixir in her mouth

Why was Xiaohong so excited about the sour elixir? But then, about ten breaths later, suddenly, the situation changed again. Xiaohong was no longer as happy as before, but suddenly struggled, as if she wanted to spit out the elixir.

.

But Gao Fan immediately held the donkey's mouth tightly and said: "No matter what the taste is, you can eat it for me!"

Xiaohong's eyes turned red, and she had no choice. The master of ten years was very close to him, so he continued to hold the elixir in his mouth. But then, after about ten breaths, Xiaohong couldn't bear it anymore and actually broke away from Gao Fan.

, spit out the elixir!

Little Red's eyes turned red and she yelled!

"Ahem, what on earth are you doing?" Master Biao asked.
Chapter completed!