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Chapter 2299 Drunken Wind Tower

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    "By the way, there is also a deposit certificate of the Guanghan Chamber of Commerce, which contains 300 million pills, please help me to take it out."

    Another certificate of deposit from the Chamber of Commerce was thrown outside the door.

    "Three hundred million pills, you put it so lightly, what is the origin of this son"

    Deacon Zhou shuddered.

    In the inn, thousands of disciples chattered about who the peerless genius among them was, but they didn't know.  The Tianjiao just walked through them.

    Luo Yun has been retreating in the tree world for the past few months, practicing "Zhu Rong Dharma" and "Great Looting Technique". When he got off the boat, he was quite surprised to see so many people beside him.

    Leaving Taiyimen Inn, he headed north all the way towards the imperial palace.

    "I don't know how the second sister is doing in the Xuanfeng imperial family. I came here and didn't tell her on WeChat. I plan to give her a surprise, hehe"

    Luo Yun walked in the lively market.

    Shenying City is no smaller than Chang'an City, bustling with people.

    He inquired about the direction of the teleportation array, walked all the way, and when he passed an alley, he found someone selling the soul of poetry.

    It was a sallow and emaciated scholar, holding a folding fan, and the Confucian uniform on his body was tattered and full of patches.

    On the booth in front of you, there are many calligraphy and paintings that no one cares about, but a green poetic soul is particularly eye-catching.

    "It's Wang Xiucai who lives in South Street. Hey, when did he have a burst of inspiration and write a good poem, and he developed a seventh-class poetic soul?"

    "The seventh-class poetic soul is a good thing, why is he so eager to make a move?"

    "I heard that his wife fell ill and was short of money"

    Neighbors in the neighborhood gathered to watch, but no one could afford the high price of 10,000 spirit crystals.

    "Eight thousand, eight thousand is fine!"

    Wang Xiucai was anxious to spend the money, so he gritted his teeth and lowered the price: "The seventh-class poetic soul "Autumn Regret", does anyone want to buy it? It's sold at a cheap price!"

    "I want it."

    At this time, a lazy voice came.

    A well-dressed academy student walked out of the crowd, threw a bag of elixir on the booth, and reached out to touch the seventh-class poetic soul.

    "Autumn Hate? That's right, it's also considered top-ranked among the seventh-class poetic souls."

    Wang Xiucai counted the pills, and frowned: "Dear man, you only have fifty Yuanying pills here, and if you replace them with spirit crystals, it would be five thousand yuan, which is still three thousand!"

    "My lord, I brought so much when I went out."

    The attitude of this academy disciple is very arrogant.

    "Sorry, I'm selling it for 8,000, the amount is wrong, so it's hard to give up."

    Wang Xiucai returned the elixir.

    "I said you are a poor scholar, you are shameless, right?"

    The face of this academy student changed, "I'm Guo Cong from White Horse Academy! Believe it or not, I made you unable to sell anything or earn a penny today?"

    "White Horse Academy, one of the top ten academies in Shenying City!"

    The faces of passers-by all changed.

    This person really has a great background, and there is an arrogance in every gesture.

    "Even the White Horse Academy must abide by the law of Xuanfeng. Under the eyes of the emperor, do you still want to buy and sell by force?"

    Wang Xiucai's face was ugly.

    "Okay, if you have one, don't sell it, and let your wife die of illness in bed!"

    This Guo Cong of the White Horse Academy seems to have decided on him.

    As soon as the voice fell, a young man in white stepped forward, it was Luo Yun.

    "This song "Autumn Regret" is good, I bought it, and packed these copybooks, calligraphy and paintings, and I will give you 20,000 spirit crystals."

    As soon as Guo Cong finished his harsh words, someone jumped out and slapped him in the face.

    Hearing the high price quoted by Luo Yun, he almost laughed out loud: "Little brother, what are you kidding, spending 10,000 spirit crystals to buy that pile of rubbish?"

    "none of your business!"

    Luo Yun gave him a disgusted look.

    Because of Xiao Yun, he didn't have a good impression of these academy disciples.

    "you!"

    Guo Cong was furious.

    "Little brother, are you serious?"

    Wang Xiucai was both surprised and delighted, finally someone took a fancy to his calligraphy and painting?  It's hard to find a bosom friend.

    "Take it."

    Luo Yun casually threw out a bag of Nascent Soul Pill.

    Wang Xiucai hurriedly counted, and there were a lot of two hundred pieces: "Thank you, little brother! I thank you on behalf of my wife!"

    Luo Yun smiled slightly: "Go."

    ? Wang Xiucai took the money and hurried to invite a doctor, and even spread the money.I didn't want any seats, I ran too fast, and even fell down.

    For some reason, Luo Yun showed a look of envy.

    "This little brother, you are so generous. I look at you like a literati. I don't know which academy you come from? I will definitely come to ask for advice someday!"

    ?Guo Cong's yin and yang voice came with a hint of hatred hidden in it.

    "There is no need to ask for advice, the gap between you and me is too great."

    Luo Yun turned his head confidently.

    Just as Guo Cong wanted to laugh three times, he suddenly saw a purple poetic spirit floating from between his brows, and was dumbfounded on the spot!

    "Damn! Purple, fourth-class poetry soul!"

    "Fourth-class poetic soul! Is this kid a bachelor's degree?"

    "Not necessarily, there is no necessary connection between literary status and the soul of poetry. Some young geniuses without literary status can also write peerless masterpieces!"

    "Purple Poetry Soul, it can be exchanged for a legendary fairy weapon!"

    Luo Yun showed a fourth-class poetic spirit, which caused a commotion in the surrounding market, and thousands of people came to see it.

    "Once upon a time, the East China Sea was difficult for water, but Xingshan Mountain was not a cloud Hey, what a profound poem!"

    Guo Cong's face was cloudy and cloudy, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Guo has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and I hope my brother will forgive me"

    "No need."

    Luo Yun took back the soul of poetry in one thought: "To be honest, I am not from Xuanfeng, and I am planning to sell this soul of poetry. Brother Guo is a student of the academy, so he must know where to sell it for a good price, right?"

    Guo Cong's expression was shocked, and he thought he heard it wrong: "Sell? You want to sell this poetic soul!"

    Luo Yun blinked: "What, is there a problem?"

    Guo Cong immediately greeted him with a smile: "No problem, no problem, hahaha! Brother, please come with me. I will introduce you to Zuifenglou, and you will be able to sell it for a good price!"

    "Drunken Wind Building?"

    After a while, Guo Cong brought Luo Yun to the most elegant place in Shenying City.

    Drunken Wind Building.

    To put it bluntly, it is a brothel, but it is the kind of very high-end brothel, where any noble or red lady who jumps out can become an oiran.

    The shopkeeper was shocked when he heard that someone was going to sell the fourth-class soul of poetry, and treated Luo Yun as his honored guest.

    Guo Cong left with an excuse (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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