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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty One Yes, I'm just robbing, what?

Many practitioners have arrived, and many elders gathered together, discussed in the sky for a moment, and opened the door to the land of inheritance with a wave of hand.

The door opened, and under the gaze of all the elders, many practitioners slowly entered the door according to their own camp.

Chen Ming also followed the large army of the demon clan and entered the gate. However, as soon as he entered it, Chen Ming found that it was not a palace or cave at all, but a small world, with sun and moon at all.

Yan Sheng laughed and fell in an open space. Many geniuses from the demon clan fell to the ground with Yan Sheng laughed. Yan Sheng smiled and said, "Don't compete for inheritance first. Treasures. You are qualified to come here. I believe you are all stepping on the threshold of transcendence. You can break through to transcendence as soon as possible!"

Chen Mingxin said that there were such twists and turns, and after entering, they broke through directly to transcendence and then compete for opportunities for good fortune.

Yan Sheng smiled and continued, "Now, everyone, come with me, it's too dangerous to break through here!"

Many demon geniuses left with Yan Shengxiao. Yan Shengxiao looked back and saw Chen Ming still staying there and shouted, "Aren't you going to follow us?"

Chen Ming waved his hand and said seriously: "I won't go. Your cultivation is too high. I have only realized the second level of the Taoist realm. I can't break through to transcendence. Just think it's here to increase your knowledge."

Yan Sheng laughed disdainfully and said, "I didn't expect that you still have this self-knowledge! But that's true. With your cultivation, it's really useless to come here. Let's go!"

Cultivators from all forces are ready to leave this place.

At this moment, a little fat man suddenly shouted: "I'm selling the map! The map of the inheritance place here!"

Chen Ming looked at the fat guy, how did this little guy enter the Taoist realm, and how did he get into this realm?

However, Chen Ming was more concerned about the halo of this little fat man:

lv2

Introduction: No business is not a traitor.

Effect: The probability of discovering business opportunities is greatly increased.

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Introduction: Witch's whisper.

Effect: What he said will have a certain degree of infectiousness.

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Introduction: Glory and wealth, full of gold and jade.

Effect: Good fortune

Wow, this really makes Chen Ming drool!

Simple and crude are useful!

What's more useful than Yan Shengxiao!

If you take this little fat man to your disciple, you won’t have a lot of money to spend to your disciples!

With Yanshan's elixirs, with this kid's operation, Yanshan will be able to achieve wealth!

The question now is how to get this fat man on his own pirate ship.

No hurry, it should be a very simple thing to use this little fat man’s cultivation.

Many practitioners bought maps from the little fat man, and the little fat man said: "Just one spiritual vein and one map, it's not a dilute!"

Some practitioners said, "Is it too expensive?"

"A spiritual vein and a map, why don't you grab it?"

The little fat man hummed, "I'm faster than I snatched it!"

Many practitioners:......

What you said makes sense, but I was speechless.

The little fat man continued: "With this map, how much trouble can you be in the inheritance land? Think about it, you just invested in a spiritual vein, but what you gained is the opportunity to become an immortal king. Thinking about it this way, I seem to be selling it cheap!"

Someone asked again: "How did you get this map?"

The little fat man said: "There is nothing to tell me about the trade secrets. If you like to buy, don't buy them, don't buy them!"

Under the temptation of the little fat man, many practitioners bought maps and walked towards the land of inheritance.

For a moment, the practitioners had already gone for opportunities, and only Chen Ming and the little fat man were left here. When the little fat man saw that there was still someone who had not left, he was very curious and asked, "Why, do you also want to buy a map?"

Chen Ming shook his head and said seriously: "No, no, no, you sell maps, I run an inn."

Chen Ming waved his hand and a huge prison landed at the gate, blocking the entire gate.

Chen Ming introduced: "Did you see this prison? It's not an inn. It's absolutely luxurious. When you move in, there is no risk and it's extremely safe. These practitioners are competing for opportunities and need to rest. Look, can this inn also make a lot of spiritual veins?"

The little fat man nodded in agreement, "So that's it. It turns out that your wise eyes are like a torch, and you can see so many business opportunities. However, why does this inn look like a prison?"

Chen Ming smiled, "This is the style of an inn. You know, these geniuses always have some special hobbies, right?"

The little fat man showed a clear look, "I understand, I understand!"

Chen Ming continued to bewitch, "By the way, I still have a business, but because I want to open an inn here, I can't leave. I wonder if you are willing to cooperate with me?"

A trace of a profitable businessman flashed in the little fat man's eyes, he walked to Chen Ming's side and asked, "What good business?"

Chen Ming started to enlighten and bewitched: "Look, these practitioners are fighting to death here. Sometimes a pill can save lives and reverse the situation. You said, if the two of them were fighting and they were going to sell pills, would they be willing to pay for it?"

The little fat man nodded and said, "But I didn't expect this when I came in. I didn't carry enough pills."

Chen Ming waved his hand and ten bottles of king-level pills fell in front of the fat man. Although Chen Ming did not write down the refining process of king-level pills, he still refined a lot of them during his experiments.

"These king-level pills, one spiritual vein, I don't care how you sell them, do you want them?"

The little fat man obviously had a headache, "You are robbing me!"

Chen Ming nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I'm just grabbing it. How about it? Should I buy it or not?"

The little fat man estimated that ten bottles of king-level pills would still make a profit, and he could sell them more expensively. "I did this business!"

The little fat man waved his hand, dropped ten spiritual veins, and then left with the pills. Chen Ming smiled and waved his hand seriously, "Welcome to come again next time!"

The little fat man cursed: "You bad old man, I believe you!"

The little fat man went to sell elixirs. Chen Ming moved out a rattan chair, stretched his waist, lay on a swagger, and began to bask in the sun. "Life in the world of cultivation is really pleasant!"

"Wait, it seems that it is not very safe now, so I'll set up a formation."
Chapter completed!
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