Transmigrating into a male-oriented novel, she makes money to cultivate immortality and lead the vil

Ma Pan glanced at Jiang Ying in surprise: "How did you know that I wanted the chance to sacrifice the sacred beast?"

"You have been hiding in the abyss for many years. Once you came out, you definitely didn't come here to make friends. You want to form elixirs, but your master's cultivation method doesn't support your approach, right?
You came to me because I work with many players and monks, all of whom are top-notch players. They must be well-informed and can help you gain an advantage at the last moment. "Jiang Ying looked at the sky. It's not surprising that a monk who has survived a long time would do anything in order to make a step forward.

"I'm sorry." Ma Pan didn't expect that his thoughts had been seen through long ago, but unfortunately everything was in vain.

Jiang Ying patted him on the shoulder and decided, "What are you talking about? You have really helped me make money, and we deserve each other! Let's go and see the surprise I have prepared for you. It may be a bit heartbreaking now."

Standing in front of the gate, Ma Pan looked at his portrait, the festive chili firecrackers like a New Year's market, the photo card taken at an unknown time, and the eight big characters:
Ma Pan Ma Pan, ranked among the immortals.

The corners of the fat man's mouth suddenly curled up hard, and he pressed his lips together so hard that his chins widened.

Since he understood Taoism from the old formation, it is his heart's desire to personally prove Taoism. These eight words are his simple and arrogant ultimate goal.

I haven’t shed tears in 30 years, and I have been in tears for a while, just because someone knocked on the door of my heart and told me that she understood.

"Go back to the master and continue practicing. In the future, you will become a god and personally give them thunder disasters!" Jiang Ying didn't look at Ma Pan's face, which was full of tears. He put his hand on his back and calmed him down.

The fat man wiped his face and choked with sobs: "Jiang Ying, I don't have a disciple anymore."

"Ah?" When did it happen?
Ma Pan pointed at Feiyu crumpled into a ball in Jiang Ying's hand, Jiang Ying unfolded it and took a final look——

"The woodcutter gate is full of simple people who only care about the path to immortality, and do not tolerate villains who pursue fame and fortune. The day I see the letter is the day when the relationship between master and disciple is severed. From now on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, everyone can do whatever you want!"

Xiong Xiong heard about Ma Pan's abandonment of the competition at the residence of Yaoxianzong. He rushed to the door and saw Feiyu in Jiang Ying's hand. He couldn't help but roared: "What kind of bullshit master is this? He can receive a disciple like you. It's his ancestor's grave." Mao Qingyan, you and I will return to the Immortal Sect, Master Chang Bo cherishes talents the most!" As he said this, he snatched the already wrinkled Fei Yu from Jiang Ying's hand, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it heavily on the ground!
A small piece of flying feather withstood the wrath of two senior fellow apprentices one after another.

"Fellow Taoist Xiong, don't scold my master." Ma Pan picked up the Feather Tuan and carefully put it into the warehouse bag.

The words at the end of Fei Yu were still echoing in Jiang Ying's mind. She slowly turned her head and looked at Ma Pan: "If he wants to expel you from the school, why are you scolding him so much?"

Ma Pan turned his head away from Jiang Ying. She immediately understood the reason for her knowledge and turned to Ma Pan and forced him to look at her!

"You understand, right? Your master wrote these last words to suggest that you let go and fight. He wants to tell you that you are a person with a vision of immortality, and you must be better than those villains who are seeking fame and wealth! Have you ever seen Which person who expelled a disciple would wish him 'The sky is high and the sea is broad'?"

"He deliberately angered you in the first place, but then cut off the relationship later. That's not a threat! He's trying to help you get rid of the worries of the teacher! You obviously understand, why don't you fight? Why don't you fight?"

Xiong Xiong: Huh?I just saw the curse in front of me. What did I miss?
Generally, fat people give people the impression of "shallow eyes" because of their thick bodies.But Ma Pan's eyes were like calm lake water. He looked at Jiang Ying, tears falling onto his stomach.

His voice was still low and steady, and his unstoppable tears could only reveal the ups and downs of his mood: "Before I set off, my master brought me all his savings. He said that a poor family will be rich. I know that he can't do it because of me. If you compare well, scold me."

"But Jiang Ying, think about it, what made him have to write this letter to Feiyu? What made him have to support me in my fight in a roundabout way?"

"So when Sun Zhentao gave me this Feng Feiyu, I lost the qualification to compete with him. It doesn't matter what the master writes..." Ma Pan closed his eyes in pain, feeling exhausted and unable to speak.

Jiang Ying completed the half sentence he didn't say: "The important thing is that he had to write."

She stood in front of the crowded New Toad Palace and looked at the stall belonging to Ma Pan. The one on the list of supporters had already received votes but still had no interest.

"Go, wipe your tears and stand over. I will take a photo of a unique collection card and give it to your master."

It was the darkest scene before dawn, and the entire woodcutter gate was lifeless. The original wooden and tiled houses could still be vaguely seen among the broken walls. Everyone had packed their bags and was waiting for something.

Suddenly a piece of flying feathers flapped its wings lively, and a faint light lit up the face of an old man in cloth clothes. I don't know how, but the left side of his face was covered in purple.His hands trembled slightly as he unfolded his flight feathers.Seven photo cards floated into the air, and the one with gold edges said "Out of Print Collection" - Ma Pan stood in front of the stall, his eyes, nose, and cheeks were all red, and his facial features were crowded together and it was hard to tell whether he was crying or not. laugh.

The old man recalled that when he was ten years old, he was as thin as a monkey, but his eyes shone with desire, which made people unable to leave him.

There are three pieces of spiritual silk stuck inside Feiyu, and there are eight words: "The road to wealth for a poor family - San Xiu Ma Pan."

As the old man clutched seven cards and closed Feiyu, the smile on his face also faded. His voice was low, but in this quiet night it was very clear:

"Let's go."

Just like what he said to Ma Pan when he reached out to him when he was ten years old.

"Let's go."

A group of people carried large and small bags and left the ruins. From then on, there was no more woodcutter in the Central Plains.

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"Let's go, tomorrow's 'Xianli Reward' is our first auction of charms, let's go confirm it again!"

In the blink of an eye, only Fu Lu was left in the Toad Palace Tournament without competing in the quarter-finals. The Fu Lu competition was the only "literary field" among the four tracks and was the most elegant.

The on-site verification of the talisman drawing showed that since the effect of the talisman is absolutely positively correlated with the cultivation level, the top eight finalists are all monks in the late stage of Qi refining, late foundation building stage, and mid-to-late stage golden elixir.

Compared with Dou Fengya, the monk himself is naturally also elegant. Fu Lu monks from various sects are all "respectable people", so the overall number of fans is second only to sword cultivators, and is at the upper level of the contempt chain.

With such a large number of users, Jiang Ying was particularly dedicated in preparing the 'Xianli Reward' in the Talisman section.

The so-called "Xianli Reward" is a new thing only available in the quarterfinals - you can vote for five tickets at once, and you can choose to draw a lottery instead of redeeming the photo card.

In the prize pool, there are simulated magic weapon figures worth 20 taels of spirit stones, exclusive behind-the-scenes photo stones worth taels, and of course, the most important ones are photo cards worth one tael.

Jiang Ying ensured that the quantity of the six types of photo cards was uneven from the beginning, thus naturally producing "rare cards". The value of rare cards is immeasurable, but they can also be obtained through the "Xianli Reward" lottery.

However, if you do this, you will definitely be called a profiteer. He is worried that being scolded too much will damage your merits, so Jiang Ying set up a "guaranteed mechanism" - if you draw five consecutive draws, you will get a random figure (no player is designated).

With this calculation, five draws in a row is a "guaranteed profit without loss"!

Fans got "benefits" and Jiang Ying cleared his inventory.

After the sword cultivation quarter-finals, Jiang Ying looked at the empty "Xianli Reward" lottery box and sighed: "A win-win situation, a win-win situation."

"What is a win-win situation?" Ma Pan, who had not given up the game at that time, was cleaning up the venue.

Jiang Ying looked at his hard-working figure, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "A win-win situation means - I win twice."

Happy National Day, friends, have you gone out to play?Sanhua Club is afraid that they won’t go out to play when there are many people, and will just code at home!
Among the three polite requests, Hung Hung, Piao Piao, and Chirmi~