"Okay, I really believe you, so I'll make the best use of myself to earn the spirit stone."

A strong feeling of regret that he could not make a strong man quickly emerged in Lin Ziyu's mind.

Alas, I don’t know how Tianyang Taoist felt when he had such an indecent son.

"Oh, by the way, Yuze. What is the currency used in the market?" Lin Ziyu asked again.

Without thinking, Du Yuze replied: "Of course, it's gold, silver and other notes."

"According to the current market price, you can buy a low-grade spirit stone for about one tael of silver."

"In addition, Brother Yu, these ten low-grade spirit stones are equal to one medium-grade spirit stone, and ten medium-grade spirit stones are equal to one high-grade spirit stone."

Damn, how expensive is this? Lin Ziyu was surprised.

You know, in this world, one or two silvers is enough for an ordinary family of three to eat for a month.

"Hiss, it seems that only rich people can afford to practice this practice, high-end things!"

Lin Ziyu immediately took a breath of air conditioning.

At this time, Lin Ziyu also figured out why the Xuanyun Sect could build this palace that was comparable to the imperial palace with the investment of the family of the disciples.

He had three thousand taels of silver notes extorted from Wang Jingye, but he could only exchange them for three thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Three thousand low-grade spirit stones are less than the share Du Yuze can receive every month.

Thinking of this, the Xuanyun Sect is worthy of being one of the three peak sects in the cultivation world.

Master more than a hundred spiritual ores, and Zhengyang Peak alone has nearly one million top-grade spiritual stones every month.

This is already rich enough to rival a country!

The two walked on the street for a while, and Du Yuze asked Lin Ziyu to stay where he was waiting for a while.

He said that there was something important to go and do it, but he left, and it was still mysterious.

Lin Ziyu naturally didn't ask much, after all, everyone is private.

There was nothing wrong, so he started shopping on the roadside shop nearby and appreciated the charm here.

I saw a jewelry store on the side of the road. I touched the three thousand silver notes in my arms and was about to go in.

But after just two steps, a sarcasm sounded behind him, which was extremely harsh.

"Oh, this isn't that Qihai and Snow Mountain know nothing about it, it's a waste, Lin Ziyu!"

Lin Ziyu turned around and found that it was Wang Xueyi.

Beside Wang Xueyi, there was a 15 or 16-year-old boy, who was very strong.

The two were wearing uniform off-white robes.

"Oh, isn't this the waste who ended up no one wanted and entered the janitorial, Wang Xueyi!"

Lin Ziyu smiled and retorted.

Wang Xueyi was immediately angry with this sentence, and his face turned pale and his eyes were filled with fire.

Think about it, I am the son of the elder of the clan. No one dares to provoke him in the town. He is like a little overlord.

But when he came here, he actually entered a low-level janitorial, while Lin Ziyu entered the peak, which Wang Xueyi could not accept.

"Lin Ziyu, what's so arrogant about you, a damn waste? You just passed the back door to enter Xiaoyao Peak." Wang Xueyi shouted and cursed.

Lin Ziyu was about to scold him, but at this time, the young man, who was fifteen or sixteen, suddenly stood up.

He looked at Lin Ziyu coldly, and said with disdain in his eyes: "So you are the waste who walked into Xiaoyao Peak this year.

"Hmph, Qihai and Snow Mountain know nothing. Why can you make Xiaoyao Peak? What I don't like most in my life is the mess that you walk through the back door."

"Are you?" Lin Ziyu glanced at the young man coldly and asked in a more peaceful tone.

"I? Remember the miscellaneous things. The labor and capital are named Chen Feng. It's also a disciple of the miscellaneous courtyard. After four years of going up the mountain, he ranked among the top 10,000 masters with a pair of iron fists."

The top ten thousand people? Can they be called masters?

Lin Ziyu thought about it carefully and found that this identity seemed to be, barely considered.

There are more than 30,000 disciples in the miscellaneous academy, and those who can rank in 10,000 are barely considered to be a little master.

But Lin Ziyu was a little unhappy when the words this man said.

"Your name is Chen Feng? The labor and capital have not recruited you or provoked you. Why do you spit out all your mouth? Did your parents not teach you since childhood and have to accumulate virtue?"

"Or, you are a mother-born but not a mother-raising me? Or, your mother didn't teach you how to speak?"

"What a boy, what Junior Brother Xueyi said is indeed correct. You just have a sharp mouth."

Chen Feng's face suddenly became a little gloomy, and his eyes gradually surged with ruthlessness.

"Senior Brother Chen, this is Lin Ziyu. His mouth is extremely smelly. You should teach him a lesson quickly."

Wang Xueyi took the opportunity to fan the flames.

Although Wang Xueyi entered the janitorial, his grandfather gave him five thousand taels of silver before he went up the mountain.

This money helped him a lot.

First, he spent 100 taels a month to let others help him with work, and he became idle.

One hundred taels of silver per month, that is a full hundred low-grade spirit stones!

It is extremely tempting for ordinary miscellaneous academy disciples who can only receive thirty low-grade spirit stones a month, especially those from poor families.

Therefore, many people are competing to help Wang Xueyi do their jobs, and Wang Xueyi has become idle.

When I was strolling on the street today, I saw Lin Ziyu, and my heart suddenly arose when I taught Lin Ziyu a lesson.

Even Wang Feng did not enter the peak, so why did Lin Ziyu enter the peak? He is just a waste and a disaster star.

Furthermore, Wang Feng also explained that as long as he could teach Lin Ziyu a lesson once and embarrass Lin Ziyu, he promised to give him fifty top-grade spirit stones every month.

Fifty top-grade spirit stones, which is five thousand lower-grade spirit stones, a total of five thousand taels of silver!

The temptation of fifty top-grade spirit stones is extremely huge for Wang Xueyi.

With this income, Wang Xueyi developed his own small power in the janitorial.

Looking at the two people who came in front of him, Lin Ziyu also understood.

Today, Wang Xueyi is the one who leads people to come here to cause trouble and bad luck to him.

As soon as the three of them made such a fuss, some people who loved watching the show watched and talked a lot.

Someone wanted to come forward to persuade him to make peace, but when he saw that both sides were disciples of Xuanyun Sect, he did not come forward again.

How can they be qualified and courageous to interfere in the internal affairs of Xuanyun Sect disciples?

Chen Feng took a step forward and said coldly: "Lin Ziyu, aren't you a disciple of Xiaoyao Peak? I heard that you have some tricks, come out and try to take me."

He heard Wang Xueyi say that before Lin Ziyu entered Xuanyun Sect, he could sense spiritual power and beat the person who had used spiritual power to strengthen his body.

When Lin Ziyu heard this, he looked at Chen Feng as if he was an idiot: "Why should I pick you up? I'm so idle that I have nothing to do?"

As he said that, Lin Ziyu suddenly showed a sudden realization, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, I understand. You guy won't take Wang Xueyi's money, so you became his dog. The owner told you to bite me, come to me?"

"You, your damn, are looking for death!"

When Lin Ziyu was stabbed into the pain, Chen Feng immediately became anxious, his face turned ashen and his body became angry.

Yes, he did receive Wang Xueyi’s money, two hundred taels of silver per month, that is, two hundred low-grade spirit stones per month.

And the only thing he had to do was to be Wang Xueyi's thug and help Wang Xueyi deal with the trouble.

Chen Feng comes from a poor family and has no money at all, so he needs money and spirit stones very much.

He is at the seventh level of human spirit roots, and now he is at the peak of sensing. He is about to break into the realm of body refining. Only before he breaks through to the realm of spiritual gathering before he can have the opportunity to become a disciple in the peak and enjoy the top-grade spirit stone.

This time, Wang Xueyi promised him that as long as he taught Lin Ziyu a lesson, he would give him a total of 500 taels of silver as a reward.

"Oh, Chen Feng, are you touched by me? Are you going to be anxious to jump over the wall?"

Looking at the angry Chen Feng, Lin Ziyu's face was filled with chuckling and contempt.

"Senior Brother Chen, don't argue with this trash, just take action to destroy him!"

Wang Xueyi was a little impatient.

Especially when he saw Lin Ziyu's arrogant chuckling on his face, he became even more angry and immediately asked Chen Feng to take action as an order.

"Lin Ziyu, don't blame me!" Chen Feng's face turned slightly cold, and the spiritual power in his body began to surge.

"If you want to blame, you are a waste who knows nothing about Qihai Xueshan, and you even go to Xiaoyao Peak through the back door!"

"Oh, that's not Chen Feng, the top 10,000 in our janitorial. Come on, Chen Feng, fuck that kid!"

"Chen Feng, teach the service that goes through the back door a lesson and vent your anger for our miscellaneous academy disciples."

"That's right, Chen Feng should teach the waste who walked through the back door a lesson and take a tougher move."

There were many disciples from the quarantine who were watching. When they learned that Lin Ziyu had no idea about Qihai and Xueshan, they became disciples in the peak by walking through the back door, and they all spoke out to support Chen Feng.

The goal of many disciples in the miscellaneous academy is to become disciples in the peak one day.

Every five years, the disciples of the miscellaneous academy will compete in a top 10,000, and have a strength to reach the spiritual gathering realm. Those who are less than 20 years old can become disciples in the peak.

Many disciples of the quarantine have put in a lot of sweat and great efforts in order to become disciples in the peak.

But Lin Ziyu had no idea about Qihai and Xueshan, and he became a disciple in the peak by walking through the back door. How could the disciples of the miscellaneous academy convince?

Listening to the support of the disciples of the jury academy, Chen Feng's anger surged and he smiled coldly.

"I saw it. You are such a waste with a different idea of ​​Qihai and Snow Mountain. How hatred is it to be a disciple of the peak by going through the back door!"

Lin Ziyu smiled faintly and handed the drawing in her hand to a slightly fat beauty holding a long sword and wearing a lilac dress who was watching the show.

He smiled and said, "Great Beauty, I want to fight right away. Can you help me keep the drawings?"

The slightly fat beauty smiled charmingly: "Okay, but he has entered the realm of body refining with half of his foot, but you don't know anything about Qihai and Xueshan. Can you beat him?"

"Hey, what's the solution? You have to fight if you can't win." Lin Ziyu sighed helplessly.

"Look, people point at the nose and call me a waste. I can't avoid the battle!"
Chapter completed!