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Chapter 86 Good guys and bad guys, the beginning of the secret skill(1/2)

In the world of casual cultivators, there are no rules.

When they meet in the wilderness, the stronger casual cultivators have absolute power over the weaker ones.

Those family monks and sect monks who do things to kill people, silence others, and bully the weak may also be concerned about the impact on the reputation of the family sect if it is leaked.

But barefoot casual cultivators don't have to worry about this at all.

The worst that can happen is that you can just walk away and continue to make a living in another place.

Therefore, although Zhou Chun kept saying that he would be rewarded afterwards, the little old man he found did not dare to think about it.

I just hope that he can spare the lives of a few of his own people after obtaining the treasures in the golden armored pangolin's lair.

Zhou Chun didn't want to explain much about this misunderstanding.

He is now a casual cultivator, Han Sanjue, so there is no need to explain such things.

Just do what you want afterwards.

Acting spontaneously is the most comfortable place for casual cultivators.

At this time, after leading the three people outside the hole that he had blocked in the mine tunnel, Zhou Chun reopened the hole, then let Bai Bai, the Silver Lightning Python, lead the way, and took the little old man to the correct lair of the golden-armored pangolin.

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Casual cultivators like the little old man and others naturally do not recognize rare intermediate monsters like the Silver Lightning Python.

I just feel that Zhou Chun's strength is really unfathomable, and he actually tamed such a demon python spirit pet that seems to be quite powerful.

"What's the relationship between the three of you? I think Jiang Daoyou seems to care about you very much."

While waiting for the little old man to come back, Zhou Chun was bored and curiously asked about the origins of the two young men, tall and short.

Because they had been warned by the little old man, the two young men did not dare not answer Zhou Chun's questions.

Besides, this isn't a secret that needs to be hidden.

So I quickly started asking and answering questions with Zhou Chun, and talked about the origins of the three of them.

It turns out that the relationship between the three of them is similar to Zhou Chun's guess. It is the kind of master-disciple relationship that does not have the name of master-disciple, but is actually master-disciple.

The little old man's name is Jiang Buping. He is a veteran in the world of immortality. He is now over seventy years old.

The tall young man named Luo Dong was originally an ordinary knight. Later, he met Jiang Buping and was found to have spiritual root qualifications, so he followed him to practice.

Wu Youfu, a short and fat young man, was the son of one of Jiang Buping's former friends. Since that friend died outside, he took him with him.

The cultivation level of these three people is not high. Although Jiang Buping himself is over seventy years old, he is only at the eighth level of Qi refining stage.

Luo Dong is at the fourth level of Qi refining stage, and Wu Youfu is at the third level of Qi refining stage.

It is precisely because Luo Dong and Wu Youfu are not high in cultivation that Jiang Buping brought them to seek a living here in the abandoned mines.

After all, although this place is not that peaceful, his cultivation at the eighth level of the Qi Refining Stage is not too low here. If there are three people traveling together, safety will generally not be a problem.

It's a pity that today they met Zhou Chun, a ruthless person. After Jiang Buping and the others measured the gap between the two sides, they had no choice but to admit defeat.

Zhou Chun didn't know whether what Luo Dong and Wu Youfu said was true. If it was true, then Jiang Buping, the little old man, had a good heart and could be considered a rare good person.

After chatting with the two of them for almost an hour, the little old man Jiang Buping finally crawled out of the cave with his face covered in dust.

After he climbed out of the cave, he didn't bother to wipe the dust off his face and head. He immediately reached out and took off the storage bag from his waist with a smile on his face and handed it to Zhou Chun and said, "Friend Daoist Han, I'm glad you have lived up to your destiny."

, we have brought out all the treasures containing spiritual power from the demon nest, please take a look."

After speaking, he took the initiative to pat his pockets and took off his coat, leaving only a close-fitting shirt for Zhou Chun to inspect.

Judging from his skillful appearance, it was obvious that this was not the first time he had done this kind of thing.

This is the consciousness an old casual cultivator should have!

Those family monks and sect monks will probably never know how miserable the life of the lower-level casual cultivators is.

Their understanding of low-level casual cultivators may only be limited to hearsay things such as having no fixed place to live, having a meal but not having a meal, safety being difficult to guarantee, and so on.

Maybe it's not to the point of "why not eat minced meat", but it's true that I don't know how many miserable and embarrassing things a real low-level casual cultivator will experience in his life.

Fortunately, Zhou Chun is not an ordinary family monk or sect monk.

Although he has never seen the life of low-level casual cultivators, he has some understanding of it after hanging out in the market for so long.

Besides, in his previous life, he had witnessed with his own eyes the poor life of the low-class people in remote rural areas, so he could have a clear idea of ​​the low-class casual cultivators in this world.

So at this time, although he was deeply moved by the "advantage" of the little old man Jiang Buping, he didn't show any emotion on his face.

He just nodded slightly and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Fellow Daoist Jiang. Fellow Daoist, please sit down and drink some water first."

Then he raised his hand and poured out the contents of the storage bag.

I saw a pile of things falling to the ground and forming a small pile.

They are basically pale golden adamantite ores.

The golden pangolin will also eat some fine gold ore, but its main food is various underground ants, rats and other small animals.

Therefore, it excavates these fine gold ores and brings them back to its lair. Its main purpose is not to eat them, but to slowly absorb the golden spiritual power contained in them to strengthen itself.

After Zhou Chun looked at the ores on the ground, he suddenly turned to Jiang Buping and asked: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, since you often make a living in this abandoned mine, you should know the value of fine gold ore. What do you think of these fine golds?"

How much spiritual coins is the ore worth?"

When Jiang Buping heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Han Mingjian, Jiang can't say for sure, because even the fine gold ore produced from the same mine vein will have different fine gold content."

"If you really want to know how much spiritual coins they are worth, you have to take them to a store and have them appraised by professionals, or you can only know after refining the fine gold in them."

When Zhou Chun heard what he said, he knew that he had some scruples.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! So he waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, you can probably estimate the price."

"this……"

Jiang Buping looked at his face, hesitated for a while, and then whispered: "Based on my past experience, the quality of the fine gold ore produced by this mine is not bad. If the quality of these fine gold ores is up to standard,

It should be worth two to three hundred spirit coins!"

"Two or three hundred spirit coins? That's enough!"

Zhou Chun nodded slightly and immediately put all the ores into the storage bag, then took out ten spiritual coins and threw them to the little old man Jiang Buping.

"Han always means what he says. These spiritual coins should be regarded as rewards for fellow Taoist Jiang. Fellow Taoist, please don't refuse."

Ten spirit coins are not too much.

But Jiang Buping never thought that Zhou Chun would actually pay him.

When he thought about it, if he could save the lives of himself and his two juniors during this trip, he would be considered a profit.

So when he looked at the spirit coins on the ground in front of him, he was stunned for a moment.

It wasn't until Zhou Chun turned around and left with the silver lightning python that he realized that he was not dazzled.

So he quickly raised his hands towards Zhou Chun's back and saluted, "Fellow Taoist Han, please go slowly. I would like to thank you, Taoist Brother Han!"

Zhou Chun just waved his hand in response.

After Zhou Chun walked far away, Jiang Buping picked up the spiritual coins on the ground one by one, and then sighed with emotion to the two juniors next to him: "You see, old man, I have said it before, there is still something to say in the world of immortality."

And a good man of faith!”

Hearing what he said, the tall young man Luo Dong suddenly sneered and said: "Hey, old man, do you believe what you say?"

Then Wu Youfu, a short and fat young man, shook his head repeatedly and said, "That's right, old man, you were worried about others killing people and silencing them!"

When Jiang Buping was retorted by these two juniors, he smiled instead of getting angry. He quickly showed a relieved look and said with a smile: "Hahaha, seeing you say that, I feel relieved, old man."

Then he warned the two juniors in a serious tone: "You must remember that in this world of immortality, good people always live long. Even if we are not bad people, we must not be good people!"

Seeing his formal warning, the tall young man Luo Dong also responded sternly: "Don't worry, old man. We have been with you for these years and have seen all kinds of intrigues. Apart from you, we will not trust anyone easily.

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"That's right, we don't believe anyone except you, the old man, a good guy like you!"

The short and fat young man Wu Youfu also nodded firmly to express his understanding.

"Okay, okay, with your words, I feel relieved, old man!"

Jiang Buping nodded happily, with a happy smile on his face.

Zhou Chun naturally didn't know that after he left, the young old man Jiang Buping used this incident to try and educate the two younger generations.

Maybe if you know it, you will just smile lightly and not care.

He gave Jiang Buping spiritual coins as a reward, not because he was doing good things, but because he didn't want to do bad things.

As for how Jiang Buping would treat him, he couldn't control it.

In the next half month, Zhou Chun traveled to various mines to collect gold gas, and finally filled the gourd again.

Then he returned to the family without stopping.

After returning to Jiufeng Ridge, the clan leader Zhou Daoyi naturally wanted to be concerned about Zhou Chun's return after being out for so long.

After learning the details from Zhou Chun, Zhou Daoyi was surprised that he was able to kill a golden-armored pangolin in the underground mine tunnel.
To be continued...
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