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Chapter 17: Printing Money

"It's done!"

Xu Tong looked at the pills in the prop book and felt uncontrollably excited.

Unexpectedly, with the aid of the elixir being so powerful, and with the blessing of God and the Supreme Alchemy Sutra, he could actually refine a top-level ninth-grade elixir.

Xu Tong immediately took out a hot elixir without hesitation and fed it to Daya.

Improving Taoism for seven hundred years should allow Daya to regain her vitality.

Da Ya was already so weak that she didn't even want to open her eyelids, but when Xu Tong brought the elixir to Da Ya's mouth, the little girl almost swallowed Xu Tong's hand.

So fragrant.

The elixir turns into a medicinal soup in the mouth and slides down the throat. It is not as bitter as expected, but has a fresh and sweet taste like grass.

As the medicinal soup was completely poured into her stomach, there was a feeling of heat as if she was soaking in a hot spring. Daya couldn't help but arch her body, and all the hair on her body stood up.

"ah!!"

There was a pleasant moan that made people's scalp numb.

A pink light came out from Da Ya's body, wrapping her tightly into a ball.

Improving Taoism for seven hundred years was as important to Daya as a timely rain. The powerful medicine quickly repaired her broken tail and repaired the wounds on her body.

Soon, Daya's tail was cut off and reborn, and she jumped to the level of seven tails. Seven fluffy tails danced lightly behind Daya, and at the same time, the eighth tail was growing rapidly.

Once he breaks through the eight tails, it means that Daya has truly broken through to the state of enlightenment.

This is the talent of elves' cultivation. As long as they have enough Taoism, they can break through without being shackles.

Moreover, before Da Ya, in order to stop Zhang Haisheng from cutting off his tail and becoming enlightened, he had already experienced enlightenment once, so it would not be difficult for him to make a breakthrough again.

This is like a young man who has never been to a hair salon. When he enters a hair salon for the first time, he will feel restless, his heartbeat will speed up, and he may even be in a trance.

But once you taste the gentle care of the young lady, the psychological burden will be the same the next time you come back.

Of course, this is also because Da Ya had already undergone a qualitative transformation long ago under the constant nourishment of Xu Tong's incense and merit. Now that she has gained seven hundred years of Taoism, it is natural for her to achieve a breakthrough.

In the blink of an eye, the eighth tail gradually began to take shape.

Da Ya jumped up and transformed into a girl, with big watery eyes and exquisite facial features, like an exquisite porcelain doll. She was dressed in a white snow suit, with black and soft hair, big eyes, full of aura, very beautiful and

cute.

"Thank you, Master, for making it possible!"

Da Ya knelt down and worshiped in front of Xu Tong, unable to describe the excitement in her heart.

She inherited a legacy from the Five Immortals Hall, and it is recorded in it that it requires great wisdom and courage to become a Taoist by cutting off one's tail and then establishing one after another.

At that time, Da Ya didn't think much about it, because if Xu Tong died, the entrance to the hall would also collapse, and the spiritual objects entrusted in the entrance to the hall would also be extinct.

Therefore, whether it is public or private, Da Ya can only give it a try.

But she didn't expect that this actually fulfilled herself and allowed her to successfully break through the shackles. Now she is completely reborn and has truly achieved enlightenment: "Don't worry, Headmaster, when I meet Zhang Haisheng again in the future, this cultivation practice of the slave family is exactly what I want to do to him."

Seek justice.”

Da Ya was very confident at this time. Seven hundred years of Taoism would be enough for her to perform many secret skills of the Fox Immortal.

When Xu Tong heard this, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He reached out and pinched Da Ya's beautiful little face: "No! I have my own way to deal with him."

After saying that, Xu Tong did not forget about getting rich and lucky.

Call the two guys over and give them two big pills.

As for when they would take it, Xu Tong didn't care. Anyway, the elixir was sealed by him using the Supreme Nourishing Pill Technique. The longer the sealing time, the stronger the effect.

There are three left, one for myself, Gao Zhuo, and Gu Xibai, which is just right.

There aren't any extra ones, so it can only be said that the person asking for medicine in the drug store is out of luck. If there is an extra one, Xu Tong might consider it and put it up for auction or exchange it for dynamic prop cards.

After all, he still lacks script credits.

Whether it is [Dream Rubik's Cube], [Nine Immortal Cauldrons] or even [Vault of Heaven's Blessing], they are all very expensive.

"Hey, it would be great if I could print the script..."

Xu Tong raised his head and sighed. He didn't expect that after becoming a certified player, he would be so nervous about the script score in his hand.

This is what Xu Tong can say.

Ordinary certified players, with tens of thousands of script points in their hands, would probably laugh so much that they couldn’t hold their legs together. How could anyone spend as much money as he did?

As for the prop cards he mentioned, if you take out any one and place it at an exhibition, it will probably cause a storm and make many people go crazy.

Especially the Fantasy Rubik's Cube, this prop card is simply astonishingly powerful. If Xu Tong releases the wind, even those sleeping old monsters may be awakened.

Xu Tong was also aware of the horror of the Fantasy Rubik's Cube and knew that it was a crime to possess a jade, so he did not intend to put this prop card into the team warehouse, nor did he intend to inform Gao Zhuo and Gu Xibai.

It's not that I don't trust them, but because the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the safer it is.

As for Amei, Xu Tong is not worried anymore. If this young lady wanted to harm him, he would have died in the script world long ago.

Throwing the remaining two pills into the team warehouse, Xu Tong signaled them both on the team channel to take one pill each, and when to take them would depend on their own needs.

And he took out the last pill and held it in his hand.

Looking at the flawless white pills on his fingertips, Xu Tong's eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking. Da Ya and the others didn't dare to disturb him when they saw this.

I saw Xu Tong's eyes flash suddenly, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "They say life is like a play, and if it is like a play, then why not take a gamble on him!"

After saying that, Xu Tong took out the Fantasy Rubik's Cube and threw the elixir into the Rubik's Cube without hesitation: "Strengthen!!"

…………

"Brother Xu, Brother Xu!!"

As soon as it dawned, Mei Du couldn't wait to run to the courtyard where Xu Tong lived.

Xu Tong was sitting in the room enjoying the breakfast brought by the Mei family's butler.

Hmm...a very Chengdu-specific breakfast style.

Fat rice rolls, pot cakes, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, soy milk, noodles,

Afraid that Xu Tong would not be full, he served double portions of everything.

Xu Tong was enjoying his meal when he looked up and saw Mei Du running in. As soon as he entered the door, he sat on a chair and casually picked up a pot helmet and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the end, Xu Tong was one step ahead of him, snatched the pot helmet away and put it in his mouth: "I'm not full yet. If you want to eat, let the butler do it."

The corner of Mei Du's mouth twitched, and he could only pick up a bowl of soy milk and take a few sips. He looked up and didn't see Gao Zhuo, so he asked, "Where's Brother Gao??"

"He went to dance salsa last night, and he's lying on who knows who's bed now."

Xu Tong also talked nonsense and found an excuse to excuse himself.

As soon as Mei Du heard that he was going to dance the Sha dance, he didn't want to ask any more questions. He drank two mouthfuls of soy milk before continuing: "By the way, something big happened in Qingcheng Mountain. Taoist Dongxuan passed the Tianshi Cave to Zhang Haisheng. Zhang Haisheng is now

The headmaster of Tianshi Cave, Master Zhenren, and the Taoist Association have both issued an ultimatum and given him a Taoist name: Zhenren Guanwei."

This incident has a great impact.

On the one hand, Tianshi Cave’s status in the world is not much inferior to that of Longhu Mountain.

On the other hand, Zhang Haisheng, who inherited the position of Taoist Master Dongxuan, is destined to be connected with the entire Qingcheng Mountain.

Moreover, the wealth of the Mei family is almost overwhelming for Xu Tong. Zhang Haisheng inherited the huge Qingcheng Mountain. You can imagine how much resources this guy will consume.

However, Xu Tong just nodded to this, said oh, and continued to nibble on the beef pot helmet in his hand, as if this matter to him was not as good as the pot helmet in his hand.

Mei Du was also watching his words, and when he saw Xu Tong's calm expression, he knew that his worries were in vain.

Xu Tong just ate the food on the table, until he finished the food like a whirlwind, and then smashed it in his mouth: "I will eat twice as much tomorrow, and this is not enough for me to stuff my teeth."

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the yard.

Mei Du followed up and took a look, and saw that the courtyard was covered with printed ghost notes.

Mei Du casually picked up one and held it up to the sunlight to take a look. He saw that the money was shining with golden light, reflecting a sense of heaviness in the sunlight.

So he groped around in his arms for a while and took out a small box, which contained a small-denomination note that had been improved and printed by the Mei family.

After comparing them together, the difference is immediately obvious.

Their Mingbao is a new product that has been continuously improved, but even though the technology has improved, it always feels pitifully thin.

With the same thickness of paper, the money printed by Xu Tong using a money die not only has a better color and clear texture, but also has a heavy feeling that makes people feel at ease.

This feeling can be understood as the gap between digital currency and cash.

Even if it is the same thousand yuan, it will only look shy if it is placed in the balance, but if it is placed in the wallet, it will make people feel inexplicably at ease.

In fact, the reason is very simple: the Mei family has too little moral character.

Xu Tong only realized this when he actually started printing ghost banknotes.

Every piece of ghost money needs the infusion of tens of thousands of incense merits to become spiritual, otherwise the printed money will be just garbage and waste paper.

This evaluation standard was not set by Xu Tong himself, but the evaluation given by the prop booklet.

Since the Mei family stopped practicing cultivation and withdrew from Qingcheng Mountain, even though they are still running their own business, they have given up the idea of ​​helping others as they would themselves.

Nowadays, the Mei family's industries are all-encompassing, but without exception, they are all aimed at making profits.

Therefore, the Mei family had been unable to print large-denomination ghost notes for a long time, so they could only continue to improve and produce the small-denomination notes that Mei Du held.

I believe Mr. Mei knows the cause of the problem very well, which is why he is willing to give the seal to Xu Tong.

Mei Du was idle, and he happened to be helping Xu Tong with printing. He couldn't do the key steps, but he could help with the beginning.

The two of them worked from morning until noon, when they finally called it a day and stopped painting.

It's not because the two of them are tired, but because the incense merits on their hands are almost exhausted.

However, Xu Tong estimated that such a thick stack of money would be enough.

It's a pity that the last script can only be retained for three months. If it can be retained for a year, maybe all the merits accumulated by the master will be printed into ghost notes, and the seventh master and eighth master may be able to dance in front of him.

no problem.

Hey, thinking about it this way, he couldn't help but have a little expectation in his heart...

------Digression-----

At the end of this chapter, it’s Meidu. I made a typo. Sorry, I’ve revised it.

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