Chapter 39 Pick up the rags

The sound of the Xiqin stopped abruptly, Yuan Ye stood up and patted the non-existent ash, "Ouch, this guy's bones hurt my butt."

"Let's go." Lin Du called people.

"Where are you going, little master?"

"To pick up the rags, where are you going."

The four people left first, walking briskly and leisurely, looking like they were just strolling around.

As soon as they turned a corner, Lin Du ran.

The remaining three people were stunned, not knowing why, and followed them to run.

"Uncle Master, why are we running?"

"It's too late to grab the good stuff. Let's go to the shops that sell spiritual tools and natural treasures and collect the good stuff first."

Lin Du arranged, "I guess there are a lot of treasures in the big mansion. Let's move separately and move quickly, otherwise we won't be able to grab anything by the time they react."

The three people's eyes lit up, and they took a look and went to the big mansion first.

After the people from the Supreme Sect left, several monks who were still frightened woke up as if from a dream, "Let's go, Lin Du just said that this is a city, and there must be things to pick up in the city."

Several people scattered.

"Where did the people from the Supreme Sect just go?"

"There."

"Oh, then I'll change direction."

I really don't want to fight with the people from the Supreme Sect.

It was as if their elders had never taught them morality. Their methods were horribly cruel.

Someone took a look at the skulls scattered on the ground, stepped on them with curiosity, and jumped up with his feet in his arms.

"This skull is so hard, how did Lin Du crush it with his bare hands?"

Who knows?

Everyone dispersed with laughter.

Above the earth, the wind roared and howled, like a runaway dragon, with the power of destroying the world, blowing across the desert. The earthquake trembled and cried, and the city that was originally buried under the yellow sand completely unveiled its heavy veil.

Those cruel, naked truths, like those white bones, were completely revealed before everyone's eyes.

The wooden carts of the vendors on the street had already decayed and fallen apart. Skeletons in strange postures like puppets could be seen everywhere along the way. They seemed to be in motion. Some were still standing stiffly, while others seemed to be bending over to pick up goods. A pair of skeletons still had their fingers interlocked, and someone was holding a tiny skeleton with a gold lock collar in his arms.

Until a strong wind blew over and the city was completely exposed to the sky, these skeletons in different postures, still in their last postures before death, finally collapsed and became a pile of meaningless bones.

The monks from Zhongzhou who came in looked at the bones that were beginning to collapse, and at the same time stopped searching for things.

Suddenly, they seemed to hear a soft sigh.

The world collapsed, and everything changed. Humans are just the most fragile things in this world.

The sky and the earth are still there, the plants and trees are growing endlessly, the birds and beasts are reborn, and only the cultivators left the most tragic relics.

This is their world of Lanju, and humans think they are the masters of the world.

But when the world collapsed, only the cultivators lost their lives first.

The world does not care about these piles of bones. Whether it will completely collapse into an inconspicuous dust in the void in the future, it is all evolution, resurrection from the dead, what humans want is not what the world wants.

Lin Du stood in a shop, her eyelashes trembling, and raised her hand to perform a purification spell.

"Excuse me."

She said softly, and the bones behind the counter could no longer hear her.

The ghosts of these ordinary low-level monks were completely destroyed when she set up the Ghost Gate Formation.

The collapsed land cannot be connected to the underworld, nor can it be saved.

She bowed her head in silence for three seconds, and the next moment, she began to clear the shelves.

Some things have lost their spiritual power due to the long time and have become broken copper and rotten iron, but the things sealed in the box are still useful.

Lin Du began to search with ease. He just stretched out his hand and threw away what should be thrown away, and put what should be put into the storage ring into the storage ring in a flash.

The four people from the Supreme Sect were like locusts passing through, and they did not even let go of the drawer cabinet and the warehouse at the back.

As long as the monks who came later saw that the store was clean and there was no dust, they would silently retract their feet and turn around and leave.

The people in the Supreme Sect were all violent and uneducated, but they were able to take away all the valuables, except for dragging away the stone lion at the door.

The monk was complaining in his heart, and suddenly heard the heavy sound of heavy objects being moved. He turned around and saw that the thin and frail young man in green was moving the iron lion at the door of a large mansion.

"? No, Brother Lin... you won't do that, will you?"

Lin Du turned around and glanced at the monk, "What do you mean you won't do that? Can't you see it?"

The monk was stunned, "What?"

"This iron lion is made of meteorite black gold. How much is black gold now?"

The monk shook his head, "I am a Dharma cultivator."

What does a Dharma cultivator need black gold for.

Lin Du said, "Let's not talk about other places, just in Zhongzhou, one tael of black gold, that's the amount."

She stretched out two fingers and bent them.

Fa Xiu was still in a daze, "Two hundred spirit stones?"

Lin Du said, "You Fa Xiu really don't understand materials at all."

"How much is it, please teach me, Brother Lin." The Fa Xiu was not bothered, he was just curious.

"Two top-grade spirit stones."

Fa Xiu's eyes widened, "Fuck? Isn't that twenty thousand spirit stones one tael?"

He slowly moved his eyes to the other iron lion.

Lin Du hurriedly threw what he had on hand into the storage ring, and stood on the iron lion. "Hey, fellow Daoist, let's talk about it. You are a Dharma practitioner. Why would a Dharma practitioner need black gold?"

"...Then why do you want black gold? You don't look like an instrument practitioner."

Lin Du raised his eyes leisurely, "I am a humble person, and my master is Immortal Master Yan Ye."

"Yan Ye... Yan Ye...?" The magic cultivator widened his eyes, "The one, the Immortal Yan Ye who can freeze the entire Zhongzhou with one sword?"

Lin Du put the other iron lion into his pocket, clapped his hands, and nodded slightly with satisfaction, "It's my master."

Although... that old guy probably can't freeze the entire Zhongzhou with one sword.

"Goodbye first, fellow Taoist." She kicked the door of the mansion open, and about a quarter of an hour later, she walked out of the house with a smile on her face.

Sure enough, the rich and powerful families have a lot of good things.

The specialties of each world are different. This time she is considered to have made a fortune.

People, not only need to read more books, but also buy more vegetables.

Know about astronomy and geography, and know the market price of vegetables.

The disciple token on the waist suddenly rang with a hurried voice, "Junior Uncle, come to the City Lord's Mansion quickly, there are formations in the inner storehouse."

It was Yuan Ye.

They had just entered the sect for less than a year, and except for Lin Du, who specialized in formations, the others knew very little about formations.

Lin Du glanced at the direction indicated by the disciple token. It was inconvenient to take a detour, so he decided to take a shortcut directly.

The man in a green and white fox fur cloak flew up to the top of the courtyard wall, and then flew all the way, as light as a flying goose.

The Fa Xiu who had just entered a courtyard looked up and felt a green shadow flying past, and a few scattered white hairs fell from the sky.

The Fa Xiu was silent for a moment. Who said that Lin Du was a sickly person?