Cultivating Immortals through Double Transmigration: The Horror World Becomes My Backyard

"Six thousand... two hundred spirit stones for one jar, that's one hundred and twenty thousand spirit stones."

Lu Ming suddenly felt a toothache, these were all his earnings!

"Dean!"

Lu Ming came to Dean Feng and stared at him with a dim gaze.

Dean Feng twisted his body uncomfortably, opened his eyes dazedly, and saw Lu Ming standing beside him. He immediately felt guilty.

"If you are not practicing in Wudao Temple, what are you doing back here?"

"If I don't come back, you will drink up all the spiritual stones I worked so hard to earn."

"You kid can't slander others!"

Dean Feng stood up, holding up the wine jar. He pointed at the wine jar on the ground and said,"These were all sent by Chi from the Refining Institute. How can you say that these are the spirit stones you earned?"

"Dean, do you want me to call Brother Chi over so we can face him face to face?" Lu Ming narrowed his eyes, revealing a half-smile.

Dean Feng was speechless and scratched his chin in embarrassment.

"Even if...even if you earned it, can't you show some respect to an old lonely widow like me? Besides, Ren Daoyou has achieved enlightenment and entered the Return to the Void, so I'll risk my reputation and let Ren Daoyou give you a valuable gift as a thank you. What's wrong with me drinking some of your wine?"

Hearing this, Lu Ming suddenly laughed out of anger.

"How dare you say that? If it weren't for you and the old man in green, the generous gift that Taoist Ren gave me would be permanent and I could use it at will!"

""Huh?" Dean Feng laughed dryly, completely losing his confidence, and muttered with some dissatisfaction:"I should have told Fellow Daoist Ren not to mention it."

Lu Ming crossed his arms and stared at Dean Feng with a teasing look.

The latter knew that he was in the wrong and looked at the jar of wine in his hand:"I have drunk it all, you can't make me spit it out?"

Seeing this attitude of a rolling meat, Lu Ming sighed helplessly.

He sat on the jar of wine, picked up a jar that had not been finished, tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

"Just drink it, so what? Can I stop you from drinking?"

"Hey, you kid!"

Dean Feng pointed at Lu Ming, shook his head and laughed.

Lu Ming put down the wine jar and said meaningfully:"Dean, do you want to drink this fairy dew every day?"

"Hmm? How much Extreme Yin Water do you want to give me?"

"I won't give you the water of extreme yin"

"What are you talking about?"

Dean Feng glared at Lu Ming with some displeasure.

This kid is itching to make fun of him.

Lu Ming grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"I have something better than the water of extreme yin"

"What?"

Dean Feng was shocked and his eyes suddenly lit up.

There are many things better than the Extreme Yin Water, and each of them is worth a lot of money.

It all depends on how good this kid can come up with.

"Weapons, spiritual stone weapons."

Lu Ming waved his hand, and the spiritual energy condensed and slowly formed a picture.

The picture was the scene of Lu Ming's experiment to destroy No. 2.

Dean Feng stared at the picture for a while, frowning.

"This thing isn’t very powerful. It looks like it has only the power of one or two levels of foundation building. What use can it be?"

"What if I say mass production?"

"What do you mean?"

Dean Feng turned his head suddenly and looked at Lu Ming.

The latter smiled mysteriously:"Dean, you also know that humans and demons are incompatible. After years of grievances, they have reached the point where the demons must kill each other.

However, the cultivators are weak, and those who have the qualifications to practice are one in a million. The largest people in the world are still mortals.

Every time a demon disaster occurs, mortals are the first to bear the brunt, using their flesh and blood to buy time for the support of the cultivators.

All this is because there are no weapons that mortals can use. If it were a mortal soldier, everyone would have such a weapon in their hands. Can you imagine what the result would be?"

Lu Ming explained slowly.

But Dean Feng thought of the key point at once.

He stared at Lu Ming in surprise and doubt.

"With these weapons, ordinary forces can also resist the demon army, and the monks only need to deal with the big demons. The power between the two races is completely balanced."

"Right!" Lu Ming nodded vigorously:"The demon race is stronger than the human race in that the grassroots strength is stronger than the grassroots strength of the human race. Those who can become the demon army must be at least at the seventh level of Qi training.

If the mortal army has such a spiritual stone weapon, the strength will become balanced, and there will be no more tragedies like the Chiyang Dynasty."

"Where did you get this thing from?"

Dean Feng's tone became quite serious.

This kind of weapon that can change the world has a great influence on any force.

It can even be said to be a temptation.

"You don't need to know the source, you just need to know that I have a huge number of spirit stone weapons. Do you want to make a big one?"

Lu Ming knew what kind of changes the appearance of spirit stone weapons would bring.

He needed a guarantee.

A strong backer who could ignore all other forces.

In fact, the academy was not considered as a guarantee in Lu Ming's heart. Dean Feng was the guarantee.

After all, he was an old monster who had lived for more than a thousand years.

Dean Feng twisted his beard and looked at Lu Ming with interest.

"I want 50% profit"

"……"

Lu Ming calculated silently.

One spiritual stone weapon is worth one spiritual stone.

Sell it to the Hetu Dynasty for five spiritual stones.

Make a profit of four spiritual stones.

One million weapons is four million spiritual stones.

Split in half is two million!

"No way!"

Lu Ming shook his head decisively.

He held up two fingers and said,"At most 20%"

"I came here in person, so my reputation should be worth at least 40%, right?"

"No, 20% is my bottom line!"

Lu Ming shook his head, his attitude was very firm.

Dean Feng glared at Lu Ming, and the latter glared back without showing any weakness.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Dean Feng blew his beard in anger.

"Thirty percent, no less!"

"two……"

Lu Ming wanted to insist, but Dean Feng said,"I need spirit stones to break through."

"Oh, have you finally figured it out?"

Lu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.

Dean Feng has been at the peak of the ninth level of the Spiritual Transformation for too long.

Because of his mental block, he has not been able to break through. After being suppressed for such a long time, if he were to enter the Out-of-Body State, he would surely be far ahead of others and be considered a strong man in the Out-of-Body State.

Dean Feng snorted twice and said dissatisfiedly:"If I don't break through, the weapon you made may be used to kill me. Aren't I doing this all for you?"

"hehe……"

Lu Ming laughed awkwardly.

But he still felt very warm in his heart.

He was also very happy to see Dean Feng come out of his self-blame.

"That's 30% then. How many spirit stones do you need to break through to the out-of-body experience?"

"A lot, I need a few Dao Pills."Dean Feng twisted his beard and squinted at Lu Ming:"Would you like to donate more? Top-grade Dao Pills are very valuable."

Lu Ming's breathing stagnated.

Top-grade... Dao Pills?

He dared not even think about this level of pills. At present, he could only taste the lower-grade Dao Pills and did not dare to eat more.

The person is one level higher, the gap is so big?

Of course, this also indirectly shows how terrifying Dean Feng's strength is.

After a little thought, two black crystals appeared in Lu Ming's palm.

The moment the crystals appeared, a strong yin energy enveloped the entire Yuhunyuan.

Dean Feng came to Lu Ming and stared at the two crystals.

"Taiyin Essence, how do you have this thing?"

Lu Ming curled his lips and said,"Just tell me whether you want it or not? I only have these two left."

Dean Feng licked his lips and pointed at himself:"Are you sure you want to give it to me?"

"If you don't want it, I'll put it away."

As he said this, Lu Ming was about to put his hands together.

Dean Feng saw this and hurriedly took one of them away.

"This thing is extremely precious, so don’t take it out in front of outsiders. One is enough for me, and you can keep the other one for your own practice."