few?

How could it be less?

As long as the Suoxianmen has ten years of development funds, it is already considered small.

After all, as long as Suoxianmen is promoted to a second-grade sect.

The value of Guanlan City will also increase.

Taxes will then increase.

Junior Master, a palm-leaf fan of yours can be sold for tens of millions of spirit stones. Is ten billion a lot?

"Uncle Junior Master, it's indispensable. If you don't have it now, you can see if there is anything you can sell, such as a fan or something."

Wu Changfeng blinked.

He has clearly reminded.

If Qin Lang still refuses.

Wu Changfeng had no choice but to ask for less, just 20 million, so that he could hold the sect competition in a grand manner.

"fan?"

Qin Lang stood there in a daze.

yes!

He can sell fans!

No, the fans cannot be sold.

It must be some rich guy who thought it was fun and spent 10 million to buy it.

Then I felt it was not fun, so I flew high over the Locking Immortal Gate.

Just throw it away and there comes a wave of objects thrown from high places.

It happened to fall into the vegetable field of Cuijian Valley.

Only then was he picked it up again.

In this case, the value of the palm-leaf fan has been lost.

The curiosity of the market makes it impossible to sell the palm-leaf fan at a high price.

Waste is always waste.

But he can refine something else!

The recliners, benches and scratching posts in the storage space are sentimental and useful and cannot be sold.

But he could practice more on such a useless little thing as a palm-leaf fan!

Even if one piece is not worth tens of millions, it should at least be worth a few million, right?

At this moment, Qin Lang felt that ten billion was not a very rare thing.

Let’s set a small goal first, earn 1 billion!

"Nephew Wu, leave it to me. You can use the five million first, and I will give you the rest as soon as possible."

Qin Lang said confidently.

The process of refining things using weapon refining technique is still very fast.

And it's not about refining weapons.

The speed will be faster!

If all goes well, maybe I can sell it today and get the money!

Junior Master-Uncle is really rich... Wu Changfeng was delighted.

If we squeeze our junior uncle out, life will be easier for Locking Immortal Sect in the future!

It seems that it is a good thing that this sect competition is hosted by the Suoxian Sect.

"Okay, Junior Master, Changfeng will go back and wait for your good news!"

Wu Changfeng walked back happily with a cheerful step.

Qin Lang took a deep breath.

His eyes were filled with determination.

Since there is already a way to make money.

Then we must let Lingyun Pavilion see how the Suoxian Sect holds the sect competition in a grand manner.

When the time comes, I will slap you hard in the face!

He ignored the puzzled looks of Garfield and the others.

Qin Lang walked straight to the forging table.

He took out a row of lower third-grade spirit stones.

To refine a small useless thing like a palm leaf fan, lower third-grade spirit stones are enough.

"July, come and make a fire!"

Now that Haoyue is not here, it would be a waste if we don’t make use of the fire-making Jinchūriki, Demon Lord July!

Demon Lord July did not dare to disobey Qin Lang's words.

Behaving nicely and making a fire.

If Qin Lang said big, he would adjust it up; if Qin Lang said small, he would adjust it down.

It has become a voice-controlled fire-starter.

Looking at what Qin Lang refined.

Demon Lord July was very puzzled.

What are these?

Are they all magical weapons?

Why is this so strange?

That fork can be understood as a spear, but why is the fork so short and thin, and why is there such a long pole at the back?

Qin Lang turned a blind eye to the doubts of Demon Lord July.

He knew that the Demon Lord July would not understand what he was refining.

These were all common in previous lives.

Clothes fork, hanger, ashtray, spatula...

It was a messy pile, and Qin Lang refined a total of two hundred pieces.

Each piece consumes one lower third grade ore.

The quality is exactly the same as the previous palm-leaf fan, a "trash" product.

It is a "scarce" commodity that does not exist in this world.

According to Qin Lang's estimation.

Selling one piece for five million low-grade spirit stones is not too much, right?

After all, a palm-leaf fan can be sold for 10 million.

He continued to sell spirit stones, as it would be easier to sell them at a cheaper price.

Two hundred pieces, that’s exactly ten billion.

…

Shi Lan walked up to Liu Qingyan in confusion.

"Junior sister, have you just been accepted into the Immortal Locking Sect by your uncle-master?"

He looked at Liu Qingyan curiously.

The other inner and outer disciples were all eagerly waiting.

Don't dare to come near here.

Shi Lan thought that she had really just joined yesterday.

Because he and Ye Wuyi are core disciples.

In the Suoxianmen's status, he is the highest being except for the four elders including Wu Changfeng and Qin Lang.

Liu Qingyan originally got up.

So he wanted to go to the alchemy room again.

I want to try the alchemy technique that Qin Lang taught me yesterday.

I also want to see if I can meet Qin Lang again in the alchemy room.

She didn't dare ask others about her senior brother Qin Lang.

She only hopes that they can meet in the alchemy room occasionally, and she will be satisfied.

At this time, he was questioned by Shi Lan.

In the Locking Immortal Sect, Liu Qingyan, who was unknown and had never socialized, was so nervous that she was speechless.

"I, I, I don't..."

She stammered, lowering her head and not daring to look at Shi Lan.

Shi Lan frowned.

Such a timid girl.

Why did the uncle-master take her into the Locking Immortal Sect?

Is there something special about her?

Could it be that her uncle-master was attracted by her beauty?

It shouldn't be.

Despite Liu Qingyan's beauty, Shi Lan had to admit that she was rare in the world.

But with the strength of my great-uncle Qin Lang, what kind of woman can't he get?

In Qiankun Continent, the strong are respected.

As long as my uncle-master shows a little bit of his strength.

All kinds of women will flock to him.

How could someone be recruited into the Locking Immortal Sect just for beauty?

Accepting a vase would be a disgrace to my uncle-master.

"Don't be nervous, speak slowly."

Shi Lan was somewhat puzzled.

But considering that she was accepted by Qin Lang, her attitude was also very good.

Liu Qingyan relaxed a little after hearing Shi Lan's words.

Just as she was about to tell Shi Lan that she had been in the Locking Immortal Sect for more than a year, not just joined.

"Brother Shi Lan, she is a notorious loser in our Suoxian Sect. She has never been able to break through the eighth level of Qi training. She likes to make pills, but she can't make a single pill. You have recognized the wrong person. Senior Sister Tianxian hasn't come out yet!"

The disciple who was waiting eagerly at the side reminded Shi Lan.

His words were full of sarcasm towards Liu Qingyan.

Shi Lan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Have you been a member of Suoxianmen for more than a year?

It seems I recognized the wrong person.

He found it strange that his great-uncle master Qin Lang would personally invite her to join.

Although her appearance is rare in the world, she lacks confidence too much. No matter how beautiful her appearance is, it is difficult for her to attract people's attention.

Although she was curious as to why Liu Qingyan was not in the Qi Training Stage as the disciple had just said, but was in the Qi Gathering Stage.

However, the disciples of the Juxi Realm of the Locking Immortal Sect did not attract Shi Lan's attention.

His cultivation has now reached the fourth level of Purple Mansion.

Together with Ye Wuyi and Nalan Yanran, he is known as one of the three great geniuses of Locking Immortals Sect.

"I made a mistake. I'm sorry."

Shi Lan said this casually, then stood aside, eagerly waiting like the other disciples.

Liu Qingyan lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly.

She glanced at Shi Lan and saw that he no longer even looked at her.

It turns out that my senior brother is the best to me and won’t look down on me...

Others look down on me and think I am trash.

Liu Qingyan's whole body was shaking violently, and her pink fists were tightly clenching the corners of her clothes.

She thought of what Qin Lang said when he parted with her yesterday.