The spiritual energy has revived, and all the exercises I compiled have been practiced.

Chapter 287 Tax Collector

Earth.

Deep in the Qinling Mountains.

A beautiful woman in a white robe sat on the clouds.

The woman had perfect body proportions, a slender waist, long flowing hair, bright and shining eyes, and her every move exuded an ethereal and otherworldly temperament, as if she were a fairy who had descended from the fairyland to the mortal world.

Beside the woman, red-crowned cranes, black-necked cranes, grey cranes, white cranes and countless other cranes gathered from all directions, flying and dancing around her, making bursts of crane calls.

"This person is truly as beautiful as a fairy. No internet celebrity on earth, even with their beauty filters turned on to the extreme, can compare to her."

Fang Qiuchan looked into the distance at the sky with a sighing tone.

As a woman, she was also amazed by the woman in heaven. She was so beautiful.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Zhang Zhaoyang reminded: "This woman's cultivation is unfathomable. If she accidentally says something wrong, it will be a big trouble. Go and tell everyone who is watching. It's best to drive them all away."

"It depends on whether they are willing to leave."

Fang Qiuchan shook her head.

Behind the two men, there were at least several thousand people looking at the woman in the sky, their eyes full of admiration and fascination.

"Think of a way not to disturb the tax collector."

Zhang Zhaoyang made the arrangements and stared at the woman for a few more seconds before leaving. Finally, he turned around and left, returning to the base.

Within the base.

Han Xiaoli, Hong Jing and Wang Chao were counting the spirit stones piled on the ground.

One hundred thousand spirit stones were shining brightly, each one more crystal clear than the most beautiful treasure diamond on earth, and they were all piled together at the moment.

The three of them counted them carefully, one by one, until they put down the last one, and then they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"One hundred thousand spirit stones, not one less."

Han Xiaoli sat on the ground with confidence: "Thank you for your hard work, my two junior brothers."

"It's not hard work." Hong Jing shook his head. "I just didn't expect the crane tax collector to come so quickly this year. After paying this amount, there will only be the last 100,000 left in the country. I don't know how the master is doing, and whether the martial arts school has recruited any disciples."

"If you don't send money back next year, the Earth will really have to eat coarse food and live a tight life."

This description made the other two people unable to laugh at all.

Kong Ji brought back a lot of scientific and technological knowledge, and the country has been working hard on research, and science and technology have made great progress.

pity.

The most critical and scarce spirit stones still did not increase much.

Over a period of more than a year, all practitioners who had reached the Mana Realm and above were brought to the Qinling base to condense spirit stones, every day without stopping. In the end, there were only a little more than a thousand more than the initial 300,000, which was simply a drop in the bucket.

Many scholars have been studying ways to increase the production of spiritual stones, but in the end no results were achieved.

“I really can’t bear to leave.”

Wang Chao, a martial arts fanatic, looked at the 100,000 spirit stones on the ground with reluctance in his eyes: "If we hand over 100,000 spirit stones at once, all the practitioners in our country who have reached the realm will need at least 100 years to condense them!"

"I worked so hard to save all this money, and it was all spent in one go!"

“It hurts just thinking about it.”

Han Xiaoli shook his head helplessly: "I am heartbroken too, but there is nothing we can do. The consequences of not paying are simply not something Earth civilization can afford. The power of the Crane Tax Envoy is simply not something we can resist. Even Master may not be as powerful as her."

"Even a nuclear bomb can't do any harm to this man!"

He was talking about what happened last year.

At that time, the woman, the Crane Tax Envoy, came to Earth to collect the spirit stones. It happened that the country had made some progress in the research of nuclear fusion technology, and used it to test the latest nuclear bomb. As a result, the Crane Tax Envoy was startled by the power of the nuclear bomb for some reason, and directly cast a spell thousands of miles away, swallowing up all the power of the nuclear bomb explosion.

This immediately alarmed the top management and the news spread quickly.

Fortunately, although the He Tax Envoy seems difficult to get along with, he is actually a kind person with a cold face but a warm heart. The reason he took action was because he was afraid that something had happened in the nuclear bomb explosion and that it would cause harm to the Earth's civilization.

After both parties talked it out, everything was fine.

Hong Jing asked, "It seems that Master hasn't sent back any news for more than a year. Envoy Heshui is traveling the universe. I wonder if I can ask her to find out a little bit?"

Wang Chao frowned: "That's not a good idea. If I make the He Tax Envoy unhappy, it will be troublesome."

Han Xiaoli thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate: "Junior Brother Wang is right. We should not cause any more trouble. Although this person looks cold but has a kind heart, the difference in power between us and her is too great. We should be cautious just in case."

Just as the three were discussing, Zhang Zhaoyang walked in.

"Is the spirit stone ready?"

"I have counted it ten times. One hundred thousand spirit stones, not a single one is missing."

Han Xiaoli stood up and used his true Qi to arrange all the spirit stones one by one, and put them back into several wooden boxes made of innate spirit wood. After confirming them one last time, he locked the boxes.

"Let's go and pay our taxes."

The four of them each carried a few wooden boxes, walked out of the base and came to the foot of the mountain.

Han Xiaoli stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Crane Tax Envoy, this year's spiritual stones are ready and are in these boxes."

Hear sounds.

The He Tax Envoy, who was sitting firmly on the clouds, slowly descended. With a wave of her white hand, all the boxes opened. One hundred thousand spirit stones flew out one by one, and finally all fell into her hands and disappeared.

"The number is correct."

He Xianrong looked cold and looked at the dozen wooden boxes with a thousand spirit stones still left at the bottom. He waved his hand gently and said, "I am only responsible for collecting taxes. I don't want anything else."

"it is good."

Han Xiaoli is quick to accept advice.

More than a dozen wooden boxes are made of the most top-grade innate spiritual wood in the Earth civilization and are priceless.

The same thing was done once last year, except that the box used was made of innate spiritual gold, and a thousand spiritual stones were left behind.

He Xianrong also didn't want it.

But she doesn't want it, and Earth civilization has to make a gesture.

"Okay, the taxes have been collected, so I'm leaving now. I'll come again around this time next year."

As he was speaking, He Xianrong was about to leave, but he stopped and looked at the four people: "I have something to remind you."

"I have been to Earth Civilization twice. I know that you are trying to master nuclear fusion technology. According to the Dragon Clan's regulations, any civilization that has mastered nuclear fusion technology and has Dragon Power Level 20 or above will be promoted from Level to Level , and the annual Spirit Stone tax will also increase to !"

"I think you need to know this news."

This statement came out.

Immediately, several people's faces changed drastically, as if they were struck by a bolt from the blue.

"what?"

“There is such a rule?”

"Two hundred thousand!"

The four of them opened their mouths in unison, with bitter expressions on their faces. They felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over them, chilling them from head to toe.

"Don't worry too much for now." He Xianrong kindly reminded: "I think it will take at least several decades for Earth civilization to develop nuclear fusion technology, and it's not that easy to advance to the eighth level of Dragon Power. There's no rush for this matter, I'm just reminding you."

(End of this chapter)