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Seeing that the volunteers were almost overwhelmed, Jiang Ying shouted angrily: "All photo cards are issued in limited quantities! Voting is priceless, first come, first served. Voting will continue until the end of the game. If you don't draw, Please come early next time for your favorite card!”

It took a lot of words to get the dissatisfied fans to disperse. Unexpectedly, when the gourd was pressed, the fans of the richest man had already gathered into a team and shouted slogans:
“Fans of the richest monk need human rights too!”

"A wealthy gentleman can't be so domineering!"

"Demand to deprive him of the right to draw cards!"

Jiang Ying took a closer look and found that the target of public criticism was indeed the overlord again - Master Jiu.

But this time she has already tripled the rich man's peripheral output to that of others, with a total of 240 cards!Wouldn’t Master Jiu cast 240 votes and then put the photo card in the box? !

In the fan economy, this kind of ecological model of throwing money is completely happy to see the results from Jiang Ying's point of view, because fans protest and protest, and they will queue up earlier and spend more actively next time.

So she just watched Master Jiu leave and had no intention of changing the rules.

"Fellow Taoist, these things in front of the door... are all your business?" At this time, a voice came almost close to the ear. Who could be so close quietly? !

Jiang Ying jumped three feet away and saw a fat man with dark skin coming over. The lively scene in front of the door made him open his mouth in surprise.

"who are you?"

"This doesn't look like cultivating immortals. It's almost the same as the big gathering in my hometown. It's so good and lively. Huh? Fellow Taoist are you talking to me?" The fat man looked slow and slow. At first glance, he didn't look very smart. He was bending down to be polite. Sometimes, a big belly gets in the way.

"Pindao is a disciple of the woodcutter in the Central Plains, Ma Pan."

It turns out he is Ma Pan!It was the Qimen monk that Jiang Ying had just wanted to see but hadn't seen before.

"It turns out that it was Senior Brother Ma who won the victory. Senior Brother defeated the monks of Tianding Sect, congratulations!" A small sect with limited resources is indeed worthy of congratulations for defeating disciples from a wealthy family like Tianding Sect.

"It's just a small fight. That senior sister underestimated the enemy. I pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger." Ma Pan said modestly, and then changed the subject: "Fellow Taoist is a great talent. The popularity here is very high. The rewards every day should be no less than 500 taels of spiritual stones.”

Jiang Ying's eyelids jumped - he was so accurate!The turnover of more than a thousand taels is used for portrait expenses and management fees, which is basically a profit of 500 taels of spiritual stones.

"It's just a small business that relies on the Toad Palace Competition to make money day by day. After all, we are all monks, and such exciting love will soon pass." Jiang Ying is also modest, but she clearly sees the unsustainability of the fan economy.

"It would be great if fellow Taoists could refine weapons. The magical weapons of these contestants are all exquisite. If imitations can be made for decoration and play, the majority of monk friends may like them more."

Refining weapons?She can do this.

After reading Ma Pan's words carefully, Jiang Ying felt that it was feasible——

For monks, idols are role models for spiritual practice. Voting and cards are all hormonal impulsive purchases. It would definitely be better if idols’ magical instruments can be placed at home to encourage them frequently!

But this is not feasible.

"Even if you know how to refine weapons, there is no new place to light the fire in New Toad Palace." It's still a matter of space. The weapon refining rooms in New Toad Palace are all occupied by major sects and families.

"I can't believe that my fellow Taoist is so versatile! I have a way!"

Ma Pan actually heard Jiang Ying's subtext and guessed that she knew how to refine weapons. He went on to say, "I'm good at space formations, just like those in the Qimen Arena. They may look small, but they are actually quite extraordinary! I can help you in the purple field." Open the formation at the back of Baishan Mountain to refine weapons!"

This abnormal enthusiasm made Jiang Ying feel wary: "What does fellow Taoist Ma want in return?"

"Repay?" Ma Pan turned to the crowd in front of the door:
"I have been practicing in Qiaomen since I was ten years old. I have never seen such a lively scene again, and I have never seen my parents. Today, thanks to the blessings of fellow Taoists, I feel very comfortable. I just don't want to buy it. It's my turn to go back. The reporting friend is the one!" "You mean, you voluntarily opened the formation and provided it to me for free?" Jiang Ying listened to his petition, but still didn't believe that pie in the sky would fall.

"Yes, voluntary and free of charge. My fellow Taoist is higher than me, so you shouldn't worry about my malicious intentions, right?"

"Then if I bring a friend with me, will fellow Daoist Ma mind?" Jiang Ying still had confidence in her own cultivation, so she decided to bring Xiong Xiong with her to study the matter of replicating the magic weapon.

If there is really a danger, let Xiong Xiong, a physical cultivator, bear it first!

The two agreed to work together tomorrow. When they were leaving, Ma Pan remembered to ask Jiang Ying: "I still don't know what to call my friend? Where do you study from?"

"Jiang Ying, casual cultivator."

"No wonder he acts so freely and uninhibited, he turns out to be a free traveler from heaven and earth." Ma Pan showed an envious look. This was the first time Jiang Ying saw someone with a master's education envy someone without a master's education in this world that pays attention to one's family background.

The next day, Jiang Ying and Xiong Xiong appeared on time in the mountain den behind Xinchan Palace.After waiting for two moments, there was no sign of Ma Pan.

"Have you been deceived? It's hard for the woodcutter to even find a foundation-building monk, but is there anyone who can beat the disciples of the Tianding Sect?" Xiong Xiong crossed his arms and immediately showed his identity.

"Wait a moment longer. If he lets our pigeon go, we will beat him into a meat pigeon before the next competition!"

As soon as Jiang Ying finished speaking, a hole suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, and then Ma Pan got out of the hole. He was still wearing a coarse preaching robe, and his body looked very sexy, but his hair was combed straight.

Looking at Jiang Ying with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Jiang has a hot temper. I have not broken my promise. I am waiting for the two fellow daoists to discover my formation."

"Invite the Immortal Sect, Xiong Xiong." Xiong Xiong announced his family name coldly.

"The woodcutter, the horse climbing."

He must have heard Xiong Xiong's complaints just now, so it was awkward for the two of them to say hello.

It has to be said that Ma Pan is really talented in space formations. Even the two Jindan monks couldn't detect the position of his formation, and he could come and go freely by opening the door in the void.

Such a person is naturally not a problem for the foundation-building monks of Yingtian Cauldron Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Ma really kept his secrets secret, I admire him!" After a few simple polite words, Jiang Ying and Xiong Xiong entered the formation and started to open the clay stove and light the fire.

"White Core Red Flame Three-Point Point? The Yixian Sect is so serious that all its disciples can use Taibai Fire!" Ma Pan seemed to be interested in and knew a little bit about everything, so he kept uttering "popular science" exclamations during the whole process .

Things like flames, which Jiang Ying took for granted and had no idea of ​​their origin, only learned how precious they were from his mouth.

"Taibai fire is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. It is highly adjustable. It is most suitable for repairing magical instruments when going out, but it is not used at ordinary times." Xiong Xiong explained while setting up the fire.

Since we want to make pottery model handicrafts, we naturally start with the most familiar one - "Brother, take out your gloves and let me take a look!"

Jiang Ying and Ma Pan circled around the gloves twice.

Jiang Ying suggested: "Use clay to bake and shape later."

Ma Pan objected: "The gloves have to be hollowed out to look delicate. Clay is brittle and difficult to carve. So sinking wood is better."

"We don't have sunken waterwood, what is that?" Jiang Ying had never heard of this material and could only wait for Ma Pan to come to popularize it. (End of chapter)