These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 912 The Painter's Plan

Ning Zheng remembered that this kind of case often occurred in vernacular stories, where the protagonist would be targeted by robbers as soon as he left the market town.

I didn’t expect that I, who seldom goes out, would experience such a classic plot.

What does the Xuelihua family do? It is this kind of calamity cultivation.

Occasionally, the Demonic Holy Sect would also play the role of a robber, and once robbed Ning Zheng who was passing by.

It can be seen that even some small and medium-sized sects in the fairy world have this tradition.

——Put on clothes to be a noble and upright person, take off clothes to make some extra money.

In fact, this is essentially the result of the conflicts between the indigenous people and outsiders accumulating over time and becoming increasingly serious.

I, a native, pretend to rob the cultivators and kill you, the outsiders.

I, a foreigner, should rob and kill you natives.

"But I am also a monk from another world."

Ning Zheng turned her head and looked at a corner of the bush. "We are all poor outsiders. Isn't it good to rob the wealthy natives?"

Behind him, several figures realized that they could no longer hide the truth and walked out.

The three human immortals brought a few people in the Transformation Realm, and also taught the younger generation behind them:

"You are quite wealthy, and you travel around without any hurry. A person who is not well-off would never do that."

"Boy, it's your bad luck to meet us!"

"My child, this person has not yet become an immortal and is still in the stage of transcending tribulation. You go and practice with him, and I will support you!"

"We can't mess with the powerful ones in this fairy world. They have mysterious divination skills. It's no problem for us to mess with the small sects."

Ning Zheng was silent.

The Tribulation Realm should be compared horizontally with the Transformation Realm of the Nine Provinces.

They all mean the same thing, to become an immortal after overcoming three disasters and seven tribulations.

But why do I always encounter old cultivators bringing newcomers?
I am traveling outside without becoming an immortal. Does it look like I am just a small fry who can be used to teach my apprentices practical combat skills?

He raised his hand and shadow crocodiles shot out from behind him.

After a while, several human immortals showed expressions of fear, bubbles fell one by one, and their bubble figures appeared.

He screamed and died under the siege of his "own human-immortal bubble clone".

Your own Shadow Crocodile is originally a soul attack virus that ignores realms and makes you drop small soul bubbles.

If they could fight against opponents of higher levels back then, what about now?

Of course, in the final analysis, the opponent was just a human immortal in the 21st calamity, too weak, so it was not difficult to kill him.

Ning Zheng picked up the corpse and took a look. There was nothing special about the opponent's system.

Instead, in their storage bags, there were some cultivation secrets, various materials, and the corpses of some Chongluan monks that they had looted.

He also has more than 7000 mid-grade immortal stones, which means he is extremely rich.

"What is this, a boy who brings wealth?"

"Is my luck really this good? This spiritual stone exploded in a wave, and I can also take some corpses of Chongluan monks back to the blacksmiths for research."

"This time, they will get the reward for helping Jiu Cairong surrender."

Ning Zheng thought about it, and suddenly felt her luck of 203 billion move slightly, as if there was some bad change.

He checked the storage bag again and soon found some special positioning and tracking spell in a magic weapon that looked like stolen goods.

After erasing the location left by the other party, I suddenly felt relaxed.

"It should be fine now. As expected, those who go out to be robbers are not good people, and they also leave hidden tricks behind."

There are too many tricks in the outside world, so Ning Zheng feels it is safer to return to Zhujian Villa.

Wow.

He turned over and jumped away from the fairyland.

fairyland.

Another place is the Sword-Forging Villa.

Bai Xingling looked at the broken scrolls and frowned slightly. "The frame broke without being touched. The person in the painting is probably dead."

He thought about it and reported it to his master.
"Master, the monks you sent to the Chongluan Region to collect materials for the Painted Skin just died suddenly."

Chongluan Domain is a civilization of paper people and people with stacked talismans, which are of course the best materials for scrolls.

Therefore, a few miners were drawn out, and they were used as robber cultivators to go out and kill some Chongluan monks and earn some resources in the process.

Upon hearing this, the painter smiled and said, "I sent them over."

"Oh?" Bai Xingling was puzzled.

The painter said, "I used the name of Xirong Villa as bait to lure out the other party's men." "Now, that Jindan is using the name of Xirong, so the real owner of Xirong Villa will most likely go there."

Bai Xingling was shocked and couldn't help asking, "Master, are you saying that those people died tragically because they found the real owner? Did you deliberately let them get close to Jiu Cairong?"

"Not only that, the tracking methods I left in the hands of those cultivators have also been cleared. I am confident that even a True Immortal may not be able to detect it, but the other party discovered it easily. It can be seen that the other party is indeed a super master of life cultivation."

The painter smiled and said, "I'm afraid Jiucai Rong has also encountered some problems."

Bai Xingling's expression changed several times, "Then what should we do?"

The painter said, "We are immortals who ascended from Jiuzhou, and Xirong Villa inexplicably appeared in our Jiuzhou. Its origin is mysterious and must be an extraordinary force."

“They should be business types.”

"I am impersonating the other party now as a test to see if there is any possibility of cooperation."

The painter has already noticed that there is a mysterious force making money in his old nest, Jiuzhou.

Even after being exiled to the Destiny World, they settled down in the Destiny World and continued to make money.

It looks like a business alliance.

Since we are businessmen, there is possibility of cooperation.

He was just giving it a try this time. If it worked, he would try to get the skin of the tiger. There was a tacit understanding that they would use "Jiu Cai Rong" as a go-between.

There is no need for everyone to communicate.

Let’s provide some resources and technologies together to help it develop, and then make a profit, and see how far [Taoist Golden Elixir] can go.

Can it shake the economic lifeline of the fairy world, or even pry the nerves of the immortals?

This is a test.

[Taoist Golden Elixir] is a chess piece that can be abandoned at any time.

After all, "Jiu Cai Rong" is one of their people and also their painter, so he can serve as a link.

As for the other party falling out? Disagreeing with the tacit understanding that "Jiu Cai Rong" is the hub?
He is not afraid either.

It's just a continuation of the hostility.

The painter smiled at Bai Xingling and said, "It's okay. If we can make money, then we can make money. If we can't, then forget it. It's just a small way to make money, not our main business."

"Find Jiucairong's picture frame and review his experiences over the past few days."

Bai Xingling nodded.

His master was a super powerful person in the history of Jiuzhou. He took him to ascend and saw the vast world.

Of course he was convinced.

I immediately went to check Jiucairong's picture frame.

This is a clean and white scroll, and the person in the painting seems to have left.
This painting frame is equivalent to the lifeline of the painter. If the painting is destroyed, the painter will die.

And with the transfer.

A phantom suddenly appeared on the scroll, showing Jiucairong's experiences in the past few days and his deeds in running the shop.

"Master, we can't find the other party's presence." Bai Xingling said.

"It should have erased the memory."

The painter smiled gently, "This is normal. Our Xirong Manor owner is really a big shot of some mysterious force."

"He should also have a method similar to mine, to win over a group of subordinates, so that he can monitor and observe his subordinates from a distance."

"This Jiucai Rong is probably also left with some means by him to observe him. I can take a look at their details in turn."

The painter looked thoughtful as he looked at Jiucai Rong who was running the shop.

Continue.

He's going to watch these guys.

After all, he only had a few words of information about Xirong.

All I know is that they call themselves blacksmiths, love to eat dirt, love to jump in the forge, are neurotic, wretched and lively.
"It's a good opportunity to find out their background!"

He picked up the album and wrote a few big words: "Blacksmith Observation Album".

But after thinking about it, I feel that the name of this picture album series is not nice.

Each of these blacksmiths has incredible potential and may become famous in history and become another part of the history book.

For example, Ye Di is one of them.

So, he erased his name and wrote the words "Chronicles of the Sword-Forging Villa" in large, flying dragon and phoenix style.
"Drawing an eternal myth for you"

He looked at the blacksmiths who were digging in the villa and said calmly, "I hope to preserve your lively and cheerful faces forever."

(End of this chapter)