In this life, people have been living in a circle of deception.
When I was young, I was deceived by my parents: If I was disobedient and cried a lot, the old witch would come and catch me and eat me.
When I was in kindergarten and primary school, I was deceived by the teacher: only if I have good academic performance, I will have a future.
When I went to high school and went to college, I was still deceived: Only by going to college and getting a college diploma can I make money.
When you are out of society, your boss deceives you: work hard and you will get a promotion and a salary increase.
When you join the army, you will lie to the instructors; after you leave the army, you will find that the world is a world of lies.
Later, Ye Xiong finally understood that if he wanted to avoid being deceived, he had to learn to deceive others.
And speech is the most deceptive skill.
Looking at the hundreds of monks below, Ye Xiong's face became serious and he said loudly: "Everyone has his own principles. I have received the ancient inheritance of Buddhism and the sacred monk who passed on my Buddhist skills and inscriptions.
I have made a rule that anyone who wants to carve a golden inscription must refrain from killing for one month. Anyone who violates this commandment will not be allowed to carve an inscription a second time. This is one of the rules passed down by the sect.
Next, let me talk about my personal rules: I only collect three weapons every day..."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar, and the audience started to curse.
"Quiet..." Shirley shouted sharply.
After everyone calmed down, Ye Xiong continued: "Inscription is a very debilitating technique. Three weapons a day is already my limit. Yesterday you saw Ma San use it in the life and death competition.
I spent seven or eight hours in a row making the weapon. If you do the math, you will know why I made this decision... I will not carve inscriptions randomly just for money. I am responsible for every weapon I carve.
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"Second, each weapon is charged, 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones..."
The audience was in an uproar again, and everyone was dissatisfied.
"Why do you charge so much? Master Hu only charges five thousand high-grade spiritual stones."
"It's so expensive, I can't afford it."
"Business is all about willingness between you and me. I have made my request. If you accept it, you can stay. Those who stay will be drawn by lot. Whoever's turn it is will be the one who will give me money and weapons." Ye
Xiong continued.
Hua la la, a large part of the team left, hundreds of them, and only a few dozen were left.
"I'll repeat my requirements: first, no killing within a month; second, 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones and a weapon, if you agree to keep them."
Finally, more than fifty people stayed and started drawing lots.
The top three players left their weapons, paid the money, and left.
Soon, all the people gathered at the door dispersed.
"It's cool. You can earn 90,000 high-grade spiritual stones in the blink of an eye. How is this different from robbing money?" Meng Miao was speechless for a moment.
"Skill masters of the cultivation level have always been very popular, now you know how important it is to learn a skill, right?" Meng Bing'er said.
"It sounds nice, but I haven't seen you learn a single skill." Meng Miao retorted.
"At least, I know how to make simple elixirs. What do you know?"
"I know how to set up formations."
"With your level of formation, come on!"
The Meng sisters started to quarrel again, as if they couldn't get along without quarreling several times today.
Ye Xiong walked over and suddenly asked: "Meng Miao, do you want to learn inscriptions?"
"I want to, I've even dreamed of it." Meng Miao stood up and said in surprise: "Brother Ye, are you willing to teach me the golden inscriptions?"
"If you haven't studied the "Brahma Sacred Technique", you won't be able to learn the Golden Brahma Inscription. What I want to teach you is the 'Cross Inscription'."
"Master Ma's 'Cross Inscription' is so good." Meng Miao was very excited.
"Ma Kun is my master. His cross inscription inheritance has a rule, which is that it can only be passed on to one disciple. He didn't pass it on to me because one of the disciples he taught defected to the Demon Cult. It happened that that day we joined forces to kill that disciple.
, he decided to accept me as his disciple. The master is a person I respect very much, and I don’t want his inheritance to be lost. I hope you study hard and don’t let me and the master down." Ye Xiong said seriously.
"Brother Ye, don't worry, I will definitely study hard." Meng Miao quickly replied.
"Although the Cross Inscription is not as good as the Golden Brahma Inscription, it is also a very powerful inscription in terms of cultivation. The key is that the requirements are not high. You must learn it hard. If you continue to be as lazy in cultivation as before, I will not teach you."
"Brother Ye, I promise you will study hard."
"Why don't you call me Brother Ye, Master?" Meng Bing'er said quickly.
"master……"
"Don't call me master yet. I haven't learned this cross inscription myself yet because I don't have time." Ye Xiong handed over a soul slip and said, "It contains my master Ma Kun's decades of experience in cross inscriptions."
I haven't learned the research results myself yet, so I can only rely on you to understand them. If there is anything you don't understand, come back and ask me."
"Thank you, Brother Ye." Meng Miao was overjoyed and quickly took the soul slip over.
"Xiaodie, look at the store. If anyone comes, tell them my request. I will go out now." Ye Xiong ordered.
"Master, where are you going?" Xiaodie asked.
"Pay the protection fee."
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Inside the luxurious room.
Madam Yin was lying on a leather chair, holding a very beautiful female nun in her arms with her left hand, and groping her body with her hands.
The female monk didn't take it seriously, and the two of them made flirtatious moves to each other.
At this moment, a subordinate walked in from the other side and saw the two of them flirting with each other. He was not surprised at all.
"How's the inquiry going?" Madam Yin asked loudly.
As the only golden elixir monk in the City of Death, Mrs. Yin didn't pay any attention to the young monk who came to buy a house a few days ago, thinking that he was just a rich young man. However, just last night, this
The young master did something big that shocked the entire city of death.
He carved an inscription on Ma San's sword and directly ran over the inscription carved by Hu Buwei. He won a million in the bet of life and death.
One million high-grade spiritual stones, that was a huge amount of money that even made him jealous!
Later, Mrs. Yin also found out that the inscription carved by this young man was actually the legendary Buddhist inscription, the Golden Brahma Inscription, which made her even more impressed by this young man.
"Madam, this morning, there were hundreds of people lining up at Master Ye's door, but he only accepts three weapons. The monks who want to engrave inscriptions must agree to two conditions." The subordinate replied.
"What two conditions?"
"First, no killing is allowed within a month; second, each weapon requires 30,000 high-grade spiritual stones."
"Thirty thousand, you're trying to steal money. Isn't that how you can earn 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones in one day?" the beauty in Madam Yin's arms cried out.
"The Golden Vatican Inscription is worth the price." After hearing this, Mrs. Yin showed a surprised expression on her face. "However, regarding his condition of not killing anyone for a month, I am even more curious about what he wants to do?"
"The more chaotic the city of death is, the more money he will make. If the world is peaceful and everyone does not use weapons, then what will he make?" said the beautiful woman in his arms.