The cultivators were in an uproar, and the prince of the Jiao clan and several geniuses who were hiding in the crowd had their pupils shrinking.

Because this little statue is obviously the Venerable's treasure scattered in the land of monsters, which can enhance the Venerable's mysterious power.

With this thing, monks can obtain the subsequent skill inheritance of Xing Zun Xuan Gong, which is equivalent to quickly improving their cultivation level.

At this juncture, every point of improvement in strength means an increase in the chance of obtaining top-level mysterious skills in the future.

What's more, the memory inheritance obtained by this statue will greatly improve the strength.

"Is this guy just taking a statue as a reward?"

Qin Cheng also raised his eyebrows.

These statues are the same as the Xuan Gong scrolls. They had to kill monsters before, which was very laborious to obtain. But here, they were treated as random rewards by the old man.

After working hard for the past half month to collect them, I only have two statues on hand, and the other geniuses should be about the same.

After everyone was surprised, many people's eyes lit up.

What the Jiao clan prince and others thought was that if they could meet this weird old man's request, they would not only be able to get to the inheritance land first, but they would also get additional benefits.

As for ordinary monks, what they consider is owning the statue. Whether they keep it and wait to obtain mystical skills, or sell it to those talented people, it is an absolutely profitable business.

Seeing that the cultivators were all moved, the old man's lips curved into a hint of cunning that was hard to detect.

"Alright, I've almost introduced you to how to get out of the city. I only have a few words left to explain the last few rules."

"I'm busy with work, so I don't have time to play here with you all day long. Besides, I don't have that big of an appetite. Every morning, noon and evening, I will sit here for an hour, and I will only taste ten kinds of delicacies at each meal."

"As for the order among you, when you come here, I have already written down your appearance, so you can obtain the qualifications one by one. As for each qualification, just give me a hundred thousand spiritual stones."

"Senior, did we give you these 100,000 spiritual stones?" A monk asked in surprise.

"Nonsense, couldn't I give it to you?" The old man's face darkened and he cursed.

"If you want to treat me to a meal, of course you have to pay a price. You think you can get the benefits in vain!"

"Senior, that's not what I meant."

One man couldn't help but said.

"You asked us to find delicious food for you, and we are happy to help. However, in this big city, there are countless kinds of delicious food. One qualification costs one hundred thousand, which will drain our family's wealth. I'm afraid we won't be able to find what you want.

of."

This sentence has been recognized by many monks.

Although the old man's request seems easy, who knows what he likes.

Maybe it succeeds the first time, or maybe it fails after trying dozens of times.

"That is to say, everything in this city is very expensive. We will go bankrupt after buying it dozens of times. It is too cheating to give spiritual stones to seniors."

"Senior, is one hundred thousand spirit stones too much? This is enough to buy the best fairy grass, and it is just one chance. I suggest you exchange it for one hundred chances."

Many monks were a little unhappy with this rule, and some couldn't help but complain.

It sounded like the old man's benefits were quite impressive before, but now that I think about it, I feel a bit cheated.

"Haha, I am the city lord of this place. It is difficult for ordinary people to meet you. It's just a hundred thousand spirit stones. Isn't it worth it in exchange for a chance to leave this place and get the statue?"

When he heard someone complaining, the old man immediately blew his beard and glared, with a sneer on his face.

"You, and you, were dissatisfied with you before, right?"

The old man pointed at the monks who had danced the most happily before.

"I'm giving you a piece of advice. If you don't agree, you can get out! I will disqualify you two and you will not be eligible to participate in this matter within three days!"

"you!"

Seeing that the old man was so arrogant, the three people named were trembling with anger and helpless.

They just complained a few words, but this bastard old man actually deprived them of their qualifications!

This old man is really arrogant, relying on his right to decide the qualifications to leave the city, he is simply acting wantonly.

However, this guy also has the arrogance. If everyone wants to leave the city, he is the only one who can make the decision, and there is nothing they can do if they don't accept it.

The old man's thunderous tactics silenced the other monks immediately.

"Okay, no one should question it now. Of course, I am never afraid of questioning. If anyone has questions, you can raise them at any time. I will definitely save you money."

The old man's attitude was extremely arrogant, with his legs crossed.

"Okay, now if any of you is willing, you can give me spiritual stones now in exchange for qualifications."

"Senior, we are willing, and we should be the first ones to come over." The prince of the Jiao tribe was the first to offer his hand.

"I remember that there are thirty-eight people from your snake clan coming together. Each of you is eligible once. How many times do you plan to buy it?"

Seeing that there was business, the old man rubbed his hands, and the old man immediately changed his face from cold and arrogant to a smile.

Damn, what a snobbery.

The other monks felt a burst of contempt when they saw the old man change from a mean city lord to a greedy businessman in an instant.

But the faces of the cultivators of the Jiao tribe turned ugly.

What this bastard said is really shameful.

The Jiao Clan has always hated being called the Snake Clan. Although they do have the blood of the Snake Clan in their bodies, they also have noble dragon blood.

They prefer to call themselves dragons that are close to the dragon blood in their bodies.

"Buy them all."

The prince of the Jiao Tribe had some patience with the old man's bad mouth.

Those words turned a deaf ear. He thought for a moment and then gave the old man a storage bag.

"Sure enough, we are on the road. You and your group are a force. No matter which time you succeed, all of you will be qualified to leave the city."

The old man carefully observed the spiritual stones in the storage bag and nodded with a smile.

"Where are you guys? I remember you were earlier than them."

The old man looked at the people next to him.

"Fellow Taoists, if you don't mind your qualifications, I will pay three times the price to buy you." The prince of the Jiao tribe suddenly said.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

These people were hesitant at first, but when they heard that someone was willing to buy at a high price, they immediately smiled and agreed.

Seeing that someone could benefit from it, the old man frowned in displeasure.

"Forget it this time, but the qualifications from now on are not allowed to be traded! Unless you are a group of people with the same skills, even if you buy it, I will not approve it."

Now, many monks who thought they could make a fortune were disappointed.

As the old man not only asked, most of these monks gritted their teeth and took out one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

Although this thing feels similar to luck, everyone looks forward to it if it is their turn.

There are many temptations to leave the city and the statue first. A monk in the Tribulation Realm can still get one hundred thousand spiritual stones.

When it was the turn of everyone in Mingzhou, Qin Cheng frowned.

This old man is eccentric, greedy and irritable. Although he sounds simple, I am afraid that actually doing this is not as simple as he said.

But it is impossible to give up the opportunity just now.
Chapter completed!