These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 911 Drawing fire from the bottom of the cauldron
After all, this is just a ghost king resurrected from ashes, not the genuine Jiucai Rong, so it can be regarded as a truly new life.

But the other party is the shell of the leek, the stump of the leek, and the new branches that have come into life.

This gives Ning Zheng an opportunity!

"The painter isn't looking here, I have to hurry."

Ning Zheng pondered, and through the feedback of the change in luck, it was proved that the painter did not supervise Jiucai Rong at this time, so she came secretly.
Ning Zheng smiled gently and looked at Jiu Cairong, "Relax, you must want to return to our Sword Forging Villa, the forum, the blacksmiths, and your old friends, they are all waiting for you!"

"Friends in your hometown are waiting for you."

Ning Zheng stretched out her hand and said, "Look, your friends are calling you."

A barrage of subtitles appeared in front of him, which was the real-time picture of Ning Zheng's [bystander perspective].

[Jiu Cairong, it’s me! The God of Cookery is the one who made you have diarrhea! ]

[Come back soon, the idiots in the forum are waiting for you! ]

[Haha, brother, hurry back to the Sword Forging Villa.]

[Come back soon and eat dirt! You have become an immortal, come back soon to hold a book signing event, we are waiting for you to come back and show off! ]

[How can you not return home when you are rich and powerful and brag with us poor brothers? ]

In the barrage, a group of people were talking crazily.

This was the blacksmiths' strategy, to move him with their enthusiasm.

I am planning to bring this painter Jiucairong back to the villa to cheat on someone.

after all.

This is the core plan they set.

They also heard from the old steward these days that a Xirong Villa appeared in the fairy world.

They were filled with hatred, and they immediately realized that the painter had faked his death and ran away, taking the members of the adventure town who had cheated on them with him and moved to the fairyland.

"I'm going back?" Jiucairong relaxed instinctively.

Friends, hometown, and the original beauty always make people's hearts move, because people always miss their lost youth and add a layer of filter to their happy childhood.

Especially after becoming an immortal and mature, one will always miss the days of playing with his "classmates" in his childhood, being carefree, eating dirt together, and laughing happily.

and.

He was excited just thinking about going back for the book signing event and looking at the blacksmiths who were full of admiration for him. He was very much looking forward to it.

"I am willing to go back." Jiucai Rong thought, "but..."

Ning Zheng instantly branded him. After all, if he stayed too long, something bad might happen.

The painter Jiucairong had a secret door left by the painter, which can be controlled at any time.

But now, Ning Zheng also left a secret door.

This leek is jointly managed by both parties.

Ning Zheng cannot directly control the other person's behavior like a painter, after all, this is his painter.

The benefit to Ning Zheng is that she can use the [Observer Perspective] to monitor Jiu Cairong's actions at any time.

The servers are unbranded and difficult to detect.

"I will erase your memory of ever seeing me. Forget about what happened now and relax."

Ning Zheng's mind moved.

He had been prepared for this. This trip was closely linked, and the method of erasing memory had been tried several times. This weak fairy could still handle it.

After he successfully finished the job, he quietly left the store:
"I'm not afraid of the painter finding out. After all, my server has gone through two 8000 billion upgrades, and only an Immortal Master can detect it."

"But this is just planting an insignificant chess piece next to him."

"If I'm not mistaken, the painter who died at that time was just a self drawn by the real painter, used to settle a cause and effect in Kyushu, cut off the past, and look to the fairyland."

"The painter who controls Xirong Villa now may just be a version of himself that he drew."

"Painter, I don't know how many of myself I have painted, walking between heaven and earth, lurking everywhere. After all, how can there be only one photographer? How can one photographer paint the vast history of the fairy world?"

If Ning Zheng could draw herself, how could she only draw one? Even a blacksmith knows to squeeze out a few more of his embers to do his work, let alone a painter who invented embers?
Maybe the Kyushu painter who was killed before was just one of them, and more painters are traveling in different worlds.

Ning Zheng took a deep breath and felt that this person was extremely terrifying, especially not long ago, after he obtained the complete method of ascending to immortality in Jiuzhou, he completely became a real monster, broke free from the small world, and walked out of his hometown as a real natural disaster.

"I pulled Jiucairong in this time just as a small foreshadowing. Even if the painter was able to plot against one of them, it would only hurt his hair a little, without hurting the root."

Judging from his own experience, Ning Zheng felt that Gou Daoliu was the most terrifying. And Ning Zheng himself was not considered to be a gouging person, because he often went out and left Zhujian Villa.

But painters, that kind of people, may have never left the house.

This kind of person is the most frightening. Ning Zheng feels that he has no loopholes at all. They come from the same hometown, and the strong sense of oppression he brings to Ning Zheng is comparable to that of a high and mighty immortal. Soon.

Three or four days passed.

The blacksmiths from the [bystander perspective] also increased their sense of participation.

[Fuck, this shop reminds me of a shop in Xinyizhou City back then, where Jiucai Rong was the shopkeeper.]

[Xiaogao, I think of Xiaogao again. ]

[Hey, this store is selling well, the golden elixir is hot, it seems our products are good. ]

[Don't be too arrogant. Based on their purchase feedback, some products need to be adjusted.]

Shigeyama Yoshiya officially joined the company and began to study the new Jindan template.

Business has been good these days, with products selling well almost every day and sold out quickly.

The normal series of golden elixirs for immortals to cultivate their destiny were also put on sale.

But the advantage is not big and it doesn’t sell well enough.

It is mainly similar to the fortune elixir used by immortals, which has become very popular.

Moreover, after the immortals eat the golden elixir, they will have stomachache.

But until the fifth day.

There are several shops next to the [Taoist Golden Elixir] shop.

The first one is a doctor’s shop called Huishentang, with a sign hanging on it: This shop specializes in treating stomachaches and heavy metal poisoning.

Jiucairong was so angry that he exploded. Okay, okay, you guys are playing like this, right? Humiliating our Jindan products?
Before he had time to get angry, the second shop arrived.

It is a magic weapon shop, and the owner is the blacksmith who had enthusiastically communicated with Jiucai Rong at the door before but was rejected by him.

This blacksmith specializes in purchasing used and discarded golden elixirs and selling processed magic beads and weapons.

The shop is filled with strings of beads, sparkling with gold.

Across the street, a shop appeared, a shop glittering with gold, selling a kind of weapon:
Jianwan!

A violent and destructive sword energy was injected into the golden elixir container. The one-time lethality of the weapon was extremely astonishing.

How many days has it been?

These people combined their own magical powers and expertise and immediately created a whole new series of golden elixirs.

"My fantasy gourmet golden elixir has not yet been produced." Jiu Cairong looked at himself being surrounded by a group of colleagues, and he wanted to cry but had no tears. "This fairy world is too unpredictable."

Ning Zheng looked at Jiu Cairong's confused expression, then looked at his newly hired clerk, smiled, stood up and left.

There will always be business competition. Let's see how Jiucairong performs next.

Is the fairyland simple?
The difficulty of internal competition is hellish.

Ning Zheng doesn't have high demands. She just wants to make money and eat every bite.

"It's just that the magical power of this civilization is the magical skin?"

"There is a natural birthmark on the skin at birth. Is it likely inherited from the father?"

"Can you also ask a strong person to help you change your skin totem? Change the grade of your magical power?"

Totem = spiritual root.

Ning Zheng decided to take a few totems back and give them to the blacksmiths to melt in the Yin-Yang forge to create a brand new money boy.

His requirements were not high, just two points.

1. The metal bones are layered and formed into overlapping array patterns. They are made of thousand-forged steel at birth. Wouldn't that be awesome?
The Money Boy transforms into high-level forging material, making it easier to jump to the forging furnace.

2. Have the ability of a top gourmet chef.

This overlapping and peeling system allows the God of Cookery to create truly delicious food!

Soup buns, dumplings, and wontons. Let’s go.

"This time, the harvest in Chongluan Territory is huge! The villa has a new research project."

A few hours later, Ning Zheng walked out of a shop with a few totems in her hands. She liked this feeling of fulfillment.

He glanced at Jiucairong's shop again and turned away.

However, just as he came out of the market town and was about to leave the fairyland, he saw a few sneaky guys following him secretly, who seemed to be robbery cultivators.

(End of this chapter)