"What foreign object, ghost money?"
Lin Fan leaned forward slightly.
According to the information obtained in the previous life, Guiyi can improve his strength through ghost money.
Yiqiqi met his master and did not ask himself why he asked this question at this time.
I felt even happier and stood closer to him.
The Black Mountain Old Demon on the side looked at the strange shadow with interest.
"Oh, Hell Money is indeed useful. One million Hell Money can allow me to reach the peak of the Dao Breaking Peak in an instant, and ten million can directly destroy a city in half a step."
Speaking of this, Guiying's eyes were full of mockery.
"But this kind of strength increase is just a facade, without substance. Before long, your strength will continue to decline until it reaches a level even weaker than it is now."
“Moreover, breaking through half a step to destroying the city in this life will become even more insignificant.”
"So even if you give me ghost money, I won't agree to such a thing."
Old man: "What if I give you 100 million?"
Ghost Shadow: "...Then my bottom line can be more flexible."
Lin Fan shook his head. This method of improving strength could not solve the problem at all.
It only has the appearance but no core, which means that if it reaches the half-step of destroying the city, it will definitely be at the bottom.
It will also cause its strength to decline in the future, which will do more harm than good.
Yi Qiqi wondered, "So you earn ghost money just to enjoy yourself."
At this time, the Black Mountain Old Demon beside him said:
"It says it will take only a moment. If you give me 100 million, I can definitely break through to the Half-Step City Destruction stage. It just requires a little bit of Hell Money to absorb, so it will take a while."
"how long?"
"Normally five hundred years, right?"
"Five hundred years?! Even monkeys have become Buddhas!"
The old man rolled his eyes at it. What's the difference between saying it and not saying it?
Another five hundred, even two hundred is enough to die several times.
The Black Mountain Old Demon waved his hand and said, "Don't say that. I'm not sure either. Maybe it's only been three hundred years."
It didn't know what the old man meant by monkey, so it just continued what the old man said:
"So? After three hundred years, the monkey still hasn't become a Buddha, right?"
Lin Fan nodded thoughtfully.
Why is it that the man in the black suit looks weird and has hundreds of millions of assets, but he is not even halfway to destroying the city?
Is it because it was born relatively late?
Or are there any special restrictions on ghost money?
The man in the black suit at the Huangquan ticket station shuddered strangely, his face changed slightly, and he muttered to himself:
"Why do I feel like something is paying attention to my ghost money?"
As he said this, he took out the Mingxing card in his hand, looked at the balance display on it, breathed a sigh of relief, and put it back in his arms.
"Luckily, not a single cent of the Ghost Banknotes has been lost. Once we've accumulated 10 trillion, how about taking out a little of the remaining Ghost Banknotes and absorbing them?"
Holding the underworld card in both hands, it showed a look of joy at hoarding underworld money.
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"If you want stability and speed, the cost is huge."
Guiying touched his chin and said, "We need to absorb at least three peak-level Dao-breaking Weirdos."
"So simple?"
Lin Fan was startled, there was the help of the strange man in black suit and the Black Mountain Old Demon.
Even if three of them were at the peak of the Dao Breaking Stage, it wouldn't be a bad idea.
"Easy? Hahaha, killing three peak-level Broken Dao cultivators is indeed easy for a terrifying and awesome weirdo like me! Thinking back to the past... cough cough."
Lin Fan's expression gradually darkened, and Guiying stopped bragging.
"Ahem, let's not talk about my strength for now. Actually, you, scumbag, have misunderstood one thing. Absorbing and killing are two different things."
"To absorb the weirdness, you need to brew it first. There are many ways to brew it. Conservatively speaking, there are thousands of props that can do it."
Lin Fan was stunned. "Thousands? So many?"
Ghost Shadow sneered and said, "Perhaps there are tens of thousands of ways, but each one is as difficult as ascending to heaven."
"Of course, I only know a few. One is to brew weirdness into wine. This requires the jar of a wine fairy. And it is a city-destroying weirdness. Even its weakest follower has the ability to chase people. It is rare to come across it."
"It is said that if you complete a deal with its followers, you will have a chance to obtain it."
"It's a pity that I've never even seen its so-called entourage in my life."
"If you have a jar, you can beat the weirdo half to death, stuff it in there, and brew it for a day and a night before it's ready."
"There's another method, which is the water-soluble method. No matter what method you use, as long as you make the weird give up resistance and soak it in blood for a year or two, it will be absorbed."
"That blood and water would require the sacrifice of at least ten thousand people."
At this point, the Black Mountain Old Demon's eyes flashed, and he was obviously moved.
However, it is too difficult to make the weirdo at the peak of the Po Dao give up resistance without endangering his life.
It could only shake its head and give up.
However, this is indeed the most likely way it can be done.
"The other is the box we found last time at that school."
Urn!
Lin Fan's expression flickered.
That box was actually related to improving one's realm.
Could it be that the former owner of the hotel was beheaded mysteriously, not intending to escape, but rather wanting to improve his strength and launch a surprise attack?
"That's all I know. I have to get the box before I can figure out what to do."
The ghost spread his hands, he had no other options.
The old man had been paying attention to the movements of the Black Mountain Old Demon and said:
"You just said it like that, aren't you afraid of leaking the secret?"
Guiying glanced at the Black Mountain Old Demon and said calmly:
"There are thousands of roads that lead to the destruction of a city, but only one out of ten thousand people can actually climb up using these methods."
"The current weird city destructions are mostly caused by ghost money, or some rare opportunity. Of course, most of the weird city destructions are..."
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