"What's the disadvantage?" Luo Enen asked immediately.

"It is likely to hurt the divine consciousness. Even if you are successfully promoted to the Emperor Saint, it will be extremely unfavorable for your future cultivation." Liang Yunshi said cautiously.

This is why he had not given the Six Paths of Heaven-Defying Pills to Gu Fenghua and others easily. They are extremely talented and have a bright future. Liang Yunshi does not want them to be lazy because of these Six Paths of Heaven-Defying Pills, which will cause them to become lazy in the end.

They were gone.

But later, the benefits were getting more and more. If he didn't give some decent thank-you gifts, he would be embarrassed to stay with them again. After thinking about the pros and cons, he gave the Six Paths of Defiant Heaven Pill to several people.

"Thank you, Mr. Liang, for reminding us that we will be careful. We will never take it easily unless we have to." Gu Fenghua also said seriously, but his heart suddenly felt relaxed.

The greatest use of her water-based Holy Spirit root is to repair divine thoughts. The disadvantage of the Six Paths of Defiance of Heaven-Dynasties is that she doesn't have to worry about it at all.

"That's good, let's go." Liang Yunshi was not too worried when he knew that Gu Fenghua was steady. He nodded and continued to rush towards Qingqiu Gorge.

...

"Puff..." At the same time, as Gu Fenghua and others guessed, Hong Yuanan raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of old blood.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master!" The others were startled and rushed forward to support him.

"Zhengqing, are you sure you're not doing it wrong?" Hong Yuan calmed down and asked his nephew beside him.

"I've forgotten twice, Master, look, one Tiansheng Nine-grade sold for 100,000 yuan, the three of us should sell for 300,000 yuan, and one Emperor Sheng sells for 1 million yuan, and you and your master should sell for 200 yuan.

Wan, a seventh grade of Tiansheng..." Zhengqing counted as he counted.

"Wait, what do you mean by selling or not? What do you think you are?" Hong Yuanan felt worse and worse as he heard it. He frowned and interrupted him.

Although that's actually the case, it's different if you say it. What does it mean to sell a nine-grade Tiansheng 100,000 yuan? What do you think you are? Do you sell a pig? Well, I don't have any objection to be a pig if you are willing to sell it yourself.

But can I not get me too?

"Oh, uncle. I'll show you again. One Heavenly Saint's Nine-grade 100,000, three is 300,000, one Emperor Saint's One million, two is 2 million, and one Heavenly Saint's Seven-grade 5

Ten thousand, six are 300,000, sixth grade forty thousand, five are 200,000, three heavenly saints fifth grade, each 30,000, which is 150,000. Isn’t it two million, ninety-five thousand?

How did it become 3.75 million?" Zhengqing removed the word "sell" and calculated it carefully.

Unfortunately, although the word "selling" was gone, Hong Yuan'an still felt uncomfortable. No matter how he heard it, he still looked like selling pigs. However, he didn't care about so much now, lowered his head and calculated carefully.

"One Nine-grade Heavenly Saint 100,000...one Nine-grade Emperor Saint 1 million...one Nine-grade Heavenly Saint 50,000...two-nine-grade Heavenly Saint 295,000, really two million and ninety-five, puff!" Elder Hong Dada

Another mouthful of blood was spurted out, and my body was trembling and shaking.

He finally realized that he was completely fooled by the other party. It was obvious that he had only 2.75 million yuan in total, but he bargained and cut it all over the place, but in the end he cut it into three million yuan. The most annoying and most

What's hateful is that he was even complacent about it for a while, and felt like he had taken advantage of it.
Chapter completed!