"What you said is also reasonable. Three days later, we will also go and see what kind of tricks Deng Juebao has!" Hearing what Qin Fangyu said, Qin Qiuyuan suddenly realized that he was thinking too much.
Not to mention Deng Juebao, a deacon of the chamber of commerce, even he didn't have the guts to lie to Duan Qingyun. Since he said that he would drive Gu Fenghua out of Donghuang Pavilion three days later, there must be a way.
As for the solution, we will know when the time comes. By the way, you can also see how Gu Fenghua died, and let the bad breath out of your heart
At the same time, Lu Fangyuan had led Gu Fenghua and his party to the room on the second floor of the Shenghuang Pavilion. The room is not luxuriously decorated, the bed, the cabinets, and even a little rudimentary, but in this rudimentary, there is a sense of antiquity, which is even more solemn. It makes people seem to see a generation of strong men who came here tens of thousands of years ago, summoned by the Eastern Emperor.
"You guys rest first, if you have anything to tell the servants, I have something important to do, so I won't be with you." Lu Fangyuan and Gu Fenghua chatted for a while, and asked about their coming to Wuji Sheng Gu Fenghua didn't hide the experience of the day after, and of course he didn't go into too much detail. After talking about it briefly, the former got up and left.
"By the way, Deacon Lu, I haven't paid you the rent yet." Gu Fenghua also stood up and said.
"No need, you helped me a lot back then, but now that I'm new to Wuji Shengtian, I don't have a lot of money, so I'll just help." Lu Fangyuan declined.
Back then, Gu Fenghua helped him refine Daokaiyan Pill. He had seen her alchemy skills and knew that it was not difficult to make money as a holy alchemist. However, Gu Fenghua has not been in Wuji Shengtian for a long time¡ª¡ªfor a saint whose lifespan has been moving for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, a mere few years is not only not long, it is simply too short. In such a short period of time, Gu Fenghua may think that he doesn't have enough time to practice, so how much money can he save?
What's more, the Great Dao Kaiyan Pill was only obtained from Gu Fenghua because it was too special, otherwise, due to the limitation of strength, Gu Fenghua's alchemy technique may not be very valuable in Wuji Shengtian. He never mentioned the room fee, just because he didn't want to embarrass Gu Fenghua.
"Then how can it work, thanks to the help of Deacon Lu, we were able to get out of danger this time, so how dare we let you spend more money." Gu Fenghua said while taking out a large pile of Lu Holy Spirit Stones from the storage bracelet.
Lu Fangyuan guessed right. After she came to Wuji Shengtian, she really didn't make any money from alchemy, but she made a lot of money from appraising treasures. She selected some of the rare flowers and plants that she found during the trip to the secret place of Dry Zen and the wild mountains, and planted them in the pure land of the soul, and kept some for later use. . Even though they spent a lot of fine gold and mithril when they first came to Dongji City, they will never be short of money.
"Uh" Lu Fangyuan was so surprised that he couldn't speak when he saw the pile of strangely shining Holy Spirit Stones.
As one of the twelve deacons of the Wuji Chamber of Commerce, his salary is of course not low. Even for most of the holy masters of Wuji Shengtian, that is an unimaginable astronomical figure, but for anyone with a strong For a holy master with the heart of a master, cultivation is a bottomless pit, and no amount of money will be enough. The same is true for Lu Fangyuan. In order to purchase the heavenly materials, earthly treasures, rare flowers, rare herbs, and miraculous medicines needed for cultivation, his salary was spent as soon as he got it. In terms of net worth and financial resources, it is actually far inferior to Gu Fenghua's. Woolen cloth.
Thanks to myself, I was afraid that she would be embarrassed because of the money, so she is a little rich woman at all. Lu Fangyuan couldn't help thinking jokingly, feeling deeply ashamed for his previous worries.
"Deacon Lu, is the money enough?" Gu Fenghua asked. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com