Bian Que preached that time was getting closer and closer, especially in the last few days, people flocked to Shangcai, from all over the world, from various schools of thought, and from aristocrats from all over the country, all who could come.

The exhibition at Xiandan Academy has stopped, and everything is waiting for the final preaching.

Caiguo Zong Temple Square.

The elders of the ancestral temples have never been good. Fortunately, everything has been built now and there is no need to breathe a lot of mud and sand every day.

A huge circular open-air venue isolates the inside and outside, and there are a large number of people swaying, wanting to enter it.

There are twenty entrances in total, and there are three medical disciples responsible for collecting money at each entrance.

"When will it start? Isn't it the fifth day of May?"

"Hurry up, let's go in!"

"Time is here, it's been squeezed to death!"

"Hurry up!"

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Inside the venue.

Jiang Tai stood in the center of the venue in black robe, looking at the huge high platforms around him, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Finally, it smells a little familiar. What a big stadium! It's so big, it's rare to see in the past life!" Jiang Tai smiled and looked at the high platforms around him.

There are a large number of signs around, even toilet signs. Although they are simple, they are done in a good manner based on their previous lives.

At the center is a huge square platform. On the huge platform, there was a elixir furnace in front of Bian Que. He was refining the alchemy, followed by two disciples.

Jiang Tai jumped onto the platform and looked at Bian Que.

"Sir, the people outside are already impatient!" Jiang Tai said with a smile.

Bian Que was extremely relaxed and laughed: "Jiang Tai, thank you very much this time! If it weren't for you, so many people wouldn't have come!"

"More than I expected, but fortunately, we are well prepared. When will this furnace elixir be good?" Jiang Tai said curiously.

"It will take two more hours. Although there are many people coming, it's a pity that many people can listen to my preaching!" Bian Que said with a smile.

"They all came for Mr. Resurrection Pill, but I have a way to let them listen carefully to Mr. However, Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr

"Don't worry, no matter what this time, I'm satisfied. I'll listen to you!" Bian Que said with a smile.

"That's good, I'll start letting people in right away!" Jiang Tai said with a smile.

"Okay!" Bian Que nodded.

With the help of a medical disciple, Jiang Tai flew quickly to the peak of the south of the venue not far away.

Below, the surrounding streets were filled with swelling.

On the fifth day of the fifth month, the medical preaching conference is about to begin.

"Scream as I said!" Jiang Tai said.

"Yes!" the doctor's disciple responded.

"Everyone listened, the preaching began immediately. Let me tell you the rules!" the doctor's disciple shouted.

Suddenly, the streets in Sifang became quiet.

The doctor's disciple looked excited, and there were more than 100,000 people in front of him. Just these people listening to their words was extremely happy.

And in the Cai Palace.

King Cai was now overwhelmed by the wars in all directions.

"Father, Bian Que preached that the whole city is in a mess. What should I do if some assassins are infiltrated?" Cai Aihou criticized.

"Human hearts are greedy, and they really made Bian Que gather so many people to listen to the sermon!" said the old ancestor of the green robe in a deep voice.

"Hmph, they all went for the resurrection pill. Who would really listen to his doctor's preaching?" King Cai said coldly.

Suddenly, the voice of a medical disciple resounded throughout the city.

"Immediately, there are twenty entrances, and I am ready to start putting you in. Each person has twenty sword coins!" The doctor's disciple shouted.

Cai Aihou's eyes suddenly turned red.

"I thought the development hall was the most profitable, but now I know that preaching is the most profitable!" Cai Aihou said extremely unhappy.

"Twenty sword coins per person, one hundred thousand people, two million sword coins, two hundred thousand people, four million sword coins, one thousand sword coins is one gold, four thousand gold, just one day? Make four thousand gold a day? This is robbing money!" The green-robed ancestor's eyes also turned red.

King Cai also had a very complicated expression and earned 4,000 yuan a day. Shangcai did not have so much tax revenue in a year. With so much money, he could organize a huge army.

The voices of the medical disciples continued to resound throughout the city.

"Remember, everyone who has paid the money will receive a bamboo card. Remember, you must learn the bamboo card, because the final resurrection pill will fall into, which one will decide which bamboo card will be next." The doctor's disciple shouted.

"Wow!" The people gathered around shouted in surprise.

"There will be a number above every bamboo plaque. After entering the preaching venue, remember to take the seats in the same order. Only by taking the seats in the same order can you get the resurrection pill, otherwise you will lose the opportunity! If you don't know the words, there are a large number of Confucian, Mohist, and Legal disciples in the venue. They will tell you where the seats are?"

"I'll say it again..."

"Did you hear it clearly?" the doctor's disciple shouted again.

"I heard it clearly!" The whole city was shouting.

"Okay, now, we will start queuing to enter the field. According to order, no one is allowed to go to the line. Those who go to the line are not allowed to enter the field!" The medical disciple shouted.

Suddenly, people from all directions began to line up.

King Cai, Marquis Cai Ai, and the ancestor of green robe, looked at each other in all directions.

"Father, so much money! And no one forced me or forced me to hand it over willingly. What kind of virtue is Bian Que?" Cai Aihou said with a wry smile.

"Everything was made by that kid. He is much more important than Bian Que!" King Cai said with a slight expression.

"oh?"

"That kid is the god of money. How long has it been since he earned so much money? The theory of medicine? In my opinion, what is the theory of medicine? That kid is the key. If I, Cai Guo, get him..." King Cai's eyes gradually turned red.

Cai Aihou's face also changed, yes, are they all that boy?

"Xianwu, you must not target that kid again in the future. I want to recruit him!" A sense of excitement flashed in King Cai's eyes.

"Yes!" Cai Aihou gritted his teeth.

Although I don’t want to admit it, that kid is really good at making money. But what should I do if I have a grudge?

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Outside the preaching venue.

Although there are some small conflicts, they do not affect the abortion.

Too many abortions.

To be more precise, the medical disciples were so lenient to collect money.

In the past, I wandered around the world and followed Bian Que, although I didn’t talk about eating wind and drinking dew, but more than 100 people didn’t steal or rob, and my life was really not very satisfactory.

Short of money!

Which one of the propaganda of various theories is worth the money? It’s like a doctor practicing medicine everywhere. What should I do if the medicinal materials are picked by myself? It’s far from enough.

Buy? Where is the money?

Bian Que has a very good character and does not allow the disciples to have robbers and thieves. Therefore, money has always been a long-term problem for medical propaganda.

This is also the reason why doctors are tepid.

And the medical disciples are very concerned about money.

The Xiandan Academy makes money every day, and the medical disciples have long been grateful to Jiang Tai. After all, Jiang Tai and the medical family are half of each person, and half of them are their own.

Now, the same is true for counting money, and even counting money is irritating.

This is the first time a medical disciple has felt this way.

I used to be short of money to spend, but now I have to count the money and want to vomit?

I don’t know if it’s joy or sorrow in my heart. There are too many people in this.

Jiang Tai stood at the top of the venue and watched the crowd around him.

Twenty sword coins, say more than more, and say less, one sword coins is equivalent to one hundred yuan in the previous life. Twenty sword coins are equivalent to two thousand yuan in the previous life.

Two thousand yuan is a lot, but ordinary people can still get it by doing it.

It's just like watching a star concert in the previous life. And it's better than the previous life, because there's a grand prize waiting for everyone in the end.

This is a treasure in the world. Just like in the past life, tickets for a concert worth 2,000 yuan, there is a chance to get a treasure like "The Seal of the Kingdom". Who doesn't want to have luck?

Everyone thought they were the luckiest, and they came in after enduring it.

"It's so lively!" said the doctor's disciple excitedly.
To be continued...