After Liang Xiao sent people to spread the news to God's Domain and Nanzhou, he took Qing Ge's space ring and tinkered with it.
The palace lord's wife was really generous with her money, and she paid 500 million gold coins in one move.
But——Liang Xiao was suspicious.
Five hundred million gold coins is not a small amount. With this kind of money, how can we buy wasteland and buy grain and grass? How many people can we feed?
Liang Xiao sighed and at the same time sensed the wealth in the space ring.
The next moment, Liang Xiao was stunned, his eyes unblinking, as if he had been stimulated by something.
"I have a mother-in-law."
Liang Xiao was so shocked that he couldn't speak in dialect. He wiped his eyes and sensed the space ring again.
What did he see?
Yuanshi.
Countless primeval stones.
This amount of Yuan Stone is not a small sum.
"Get rich, get rich."
Liang Xiao was extremely excited.
After a while, Liang Xiao began to worry again.
Since the palace owner disappeared, he has been following the lady.
Hasn’t the palace lord’s wife always been poor? Where did this money come from?
Thinking of this, Liang Xiao thought of the words of Snake King and Liu Yan'er again.
Are Dong Emperor Ye Qingge and Qinglian King really old friends?
If this is the case, it would be understandable to have a huge Yuan Stone wealth.
"Is the palace master still alive?
If she were no longer alive, it would be excusable for my wife to remarry."
Liang Xiao has already made preparations and plans to visit various cemeteries. If there is green smoke coming out of the tomb, there is no doubt that it must be the tomb of his own palace master.
Liang Xiao put away the space ring, took out a small book, and wrote powerfully: Madam, the Palace Master of Ye Shen Palace, there is a primeval stone of unknown origin in the space ring, and it is initially concluded that it probably comes from King Qinglian.
The life or death of the palace master is uncertain, and he was single-handedly promoted by the palace master. He must do something for the palace master.
In the past few days, Qing Ge was busy with matters in Dongzhou. The three sects were temporarily unknown and could not come forward. The deal in the wasteland must be resolved as soon as possible.
But for some reason, Qingge always felt that the way Liang Xiao looked at her was very strange, as if she was heartbroken and unbelievable.
When Qingge was practicing in the courtyard, Liang Xiao would recite poems at the side.
"Ah, spring, the green spring, and the green you and me."
Liang Xiao recited emotionally.
Qingge's face became darker and darker, she stopped practicing and looked at Liang Xiao coldly.
The ground was bare and covered with white flowers. How did Liang Xiao see the greenery?
What's even worse is that Liang Xiao changed his usual style and wore a dazzling green shirt.
Liang Xiao held up both sides of the green shirt and spun around in front of Qingge: "Madam, palace master, does it look good?"
Qingge's temples were beating wildly, and she had a severe headache. She raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows, and asked with a cold face: "Liang Xiao, are you very free?"
"Not idle, not idle..." Liang Xiaoqian laughed a few times and asked tentatively: "East Emperor, the Yuan Stone in that space ring is valuable, and the Yuan Stone is the common currency of the Nine Realms and above. The origin is unknown.
where?"
"I think you don't want to do it anymore."
Qingge said in a deep voice.
Liang Xiao was so frightened that he ran away with oil on his feet.
Qingge once doubted Ji Yue's vision in selecting people. Can Liang Xiao really take care of things?
I know gossip all day long.
After Qing Ge broke through to the phantom realm, he had been studying the Shou and Yuan acupoints, but with no results for a long time, he simply stopped and got up to look at the people in Ye Shen Palace.
Ye Xuanji and Long Shitian temporarily left the realm of death to comfort the families of the fallen soldiers.
Snow Girl was teaching Liu Yan'er how to comprehend the power of ice and snow. Emperor Yun returned and went to Tianqi Sea and Zhonglin Mountain to bring the words of the Eastern Emperor.
You'er taught some skinny children how to use guns. When he saw Qing Ge, You'er put away the silver gun and clasped his hands in his fists: "Master."
Qingge nodded and walked forward.
Xiong Batian no longer read medical books, but began to practice vigorously as a spiritual master, but finally hit a wall.
Xiong BaTian was dejected, his eyes were slightly red, and he practiced again and again unwillingly.
Qingge looked at Xiong Batian and shook his head.
Xiong Batian is indeed talented in medical skills, but he cannot be called a wizard, but he loves medical skills and is willing to spend a lot of time.
Now Nan Xueluo has completely thrown away the baggage of the past and has a clear goal in mind.
Nan Xueluo is going to Changsheng.
If the God King hadn't done something to hurt Nan Xueluo, causing Nan Xueluo to lose her original power, I'm afraid Xue Nu would have ascended to immortality like Feng Qi.
Xiong Ba Tian's cultivation is progressing slowly, and he is really far away from immortality.
Obviously, Xiong Batian also realized this and squatted aside with his head in his hands.
I didn't cry loudly, I didn't collapse, I just didn't know what to do.
The hem of the red dress fluttered in front of Xiong Batian.
Xiong Batian looked up, his throat a little sore: "Master... what should I do..." Qingge sat beside Xiong Batian casually and lazily, and patted Xiong Batian's shoulder with her white and tender hands.
"Do you know how many people and races there are in this world?"
Qingge asked.
"have no idea."
Xiong Batian shook his head: "Does master know?"
"Even my teacher doesn't know."
Qingge raised her head and looked at the sky at noon. The scorching light of the blue sun shone on this mythical palace through the sparse shadows of the layers of leaves.
Qingge closed her eyes and calmed down, feeling the caress of the sun, and then said: "Countless."
"countless?"
Xiong Ba Tian was at a loss.
"Yes, there are countless of them."
Qingge smiled: "Xiaotian, every independent person thinks about glory, wealth and a bright future.
Everyone wants to be a master, but how many people reach the pinnacle of power in the end?
The waves wash away the sand, the fittest survive, how many people die in the game of chasing the winner and the loser?
Nothing in the world is that simple. It doesn’t mean that you will gain something if you work hard. Everyone is working hard, but how many people gain something?
But you have to understand that if you don’t work hard, there is no hope.”
"But how should I work hard...Master, immortality is too far away, and Aluo is also far away."
Xiong Batian said.
Like Ye Qingge, few people can survive the long period of loneliness and suffering, and hold on to their original aspirations without violating their principles or selling their souls.
Qing Ge remained silent, but sent a message from his soul to the spiritual world: "Senior Gu Long, could you please take a look at Xiao Tian's qualifications."
There was no sound in the spiritual world for a long time.
Seeing that Qingge was silent, Xiong Batian thought that he had no merit and lowered his head in despair.
He has never had any great ambitions, and he has been lucky enough to become the disciple of the Eastern Emperor. He just wants to hold on to the pile of medical books and live until the end of his life.
In this life, the most exaggerated and bold idea is to marry a snow girl.
He is just an ordinary man, but the person he falls in love with is in Jiutian.
“Very poor qualifications.”
The ancient dragon's remnant soul said.
"poor?"
"Without qualifications, he is just an ordinary mortal physique, and there will be no changes in his life.
For this kind of qualification, to put it harshly, decades of hard work are not as good as your one-day enlightenment."