Longevity: Starting From Getting Down The Mountain And Marrying A Wife

The First Sixty-Seventh Chapter Of The Animal Field Episode Kills Two Birds With One Stone

Tai'an Street, Colosseum.

In the central square, hundreds of people were surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside, and more people sat in the stands to watch the excitement.

And right in the center, next to the fighting platform.

There were two groups of people confronting each other, one was headed by Gu Baiyu, who represented Zhong Yan, and many monks from the Keqing Mansion stood beside him.

On the other side, headed by a young man in a blue shirt, there are about ten people, some are newcomers, and some are regular customers of the Colosseum.

The two sides competed against each other, but there was no sign of sword tension.

The cause of the incident was the young man in blue shirt who had bet a thousand spirit stones. Seeing that the monster he bet on was about to lose, he directly intervened and killed the monster that was about to win on the platform with one finger.

After the riot was caused, the blue-shirted youth threatened that the Colosseum was cheating and demanded compensation for the spirit stones. After a long spat, he elicited his ultimate goal - to invest in the Colosseum.

"Qingyang retinue mage is so arrogant!"

"Standing in the latrine and not shitting, it's no wonder that the Colosseum is so poorly managed, operating in secret, ruining its reputation."

The man in the blue shirt held a folding fan, sat on a chair, looked around at the monks of the Keqing Mansion and said, "If I were to manage it, it would be fair and just, and everyone would be guaranteed more than three times their salary every year!"

"Let me just say, why do you always lose, you must have done something secretly!"

"Losing money!"

"Losing money!"

"I won't pursue it anymore, the previous debts have been written off!"

There were voices one after another in the crowd.

Gu Baiyu's face was calm, and he noticed that the few who made the noise were all monks who owed their accounts in the Colosseum.

Many guest monks looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at the leader Gu Baiyu and others. Although they were angry, they did not dare to act rashly.

Because most of the blue-shirted youths were followed by late-stage monks, and there was also a grey-clothed old man with a strong aura, suspected to be a Foundation Building.

"Hmph, I think it's just that the matter was exposed, so I dare not show my face!"

"I can do it if I obey the mage like this!"

"That Zhong Yan has never been to the Colosseum even once, talking about benefiting everyone, joke!"

"I don't care about it, lose money!"

Looking furious, he thought he had been wronged so much and suffered a great loss.

Some people didn't even blush, and just opened their mouths: "I have lost more than 2,000 yuan since the opening of the Colosseum! According to the rules, ten times the compensation!"

nonsense!

Although the Colosseum has huge profits, it is rare for a single person to lose five or six hundred spirit stones, and those who lose more than one thousand are almost always plus debts.

More than half of the profit comes from ordinary customers in Azure Sun City, betting against each other with mana beads.

Having arrived here, Zhong Yan, who listened for a while among the warriors in the back, narrowed his eyes slightly, scanned around, and the collected information appeared in his mind, and finally picked a Qi Refining six-story weak chicken with no background.

Sprinted out.

A palm was printed on the back of his heart.

The attacked cultivator spat out blood, screamed, and smashed towards the center of the field like a broken kite.

Zhong Yan followed closely behind, stepped on his chest, landed and looked around the crowd.

The sudden change caused an uproar.

Zhong Yan looked at a seventh-floor monk in the crowd, and said coldly, "When is it your turn to comment on what Zhong is doing!"

After finishing his speech, the force of origin gushed out from under his feet, and the male cultivator on the sixth floor rolled his eyes, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and died of exhaustion.

A needle can be heard for a while.

Many late-stage cultivators finally confirmed Zhong Yan's realm at the moment Zhong Yan made his move-as expected, he reached the seventh floor of the late stage!

The monks who had spoken before all looked away, suddenly remembering the name of "Qingyang Fierce Ape", who had slaughtered the whole family of Xue's house and killed several monks.

The seventh-floor cultivator who was stared at had an ugly face, a little flushed, and did not dare to refute.

It's okay to be chaotic and clamoring, but it's really timid to face the person.

Zhong Yan is not alone. On the surface, he has the support of many monks in the Keqing Mansion, and he has also partnered with the Yang family, a newly established cultivating family, to run the market.

At the same time, sound transmissions drilled into Zhong Yan's ears.

"Zhong Fellow Daoist, the man in the blue shirt who caused the trouble is Peng Wanli from the Peng family in Heishui City, ranked fifth in the third generation, and the ninth floor of Qi Refining..."

"The gray-clothed old man should be the guest of the Peng family, possibly a master of Foundation Building."

"Master Zhong, Master Bai and Master Tao went to the black market yesterday and haven't returned yet. Taoist Duobao hasn't been seen for a few days..."

There is another one from Yuan Ziyi: "Foundation Building is the pinnacle of the first floor."

Zhong Yan's eyes flickered slightly. Heishui Peng's family is a stronger immortal cultivating family than Wangyi Liu's. There are several Foundation Buildings, backed by the Five Elements Sect.

He turned to Gu Baiyu and asked through voice transmission: "Do the fighting beasts have hands and feet?"

Seeing him shaking his head, Zhong Yan turned his head to look at the young man in blue shirt who was lazily shaking his fan on the chair and was not at all moved by the dead monk. He cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"It turned out to be Peng Fellow Daoist! I don't know that Peng Fellow Daoist came to Qingyang, but it was Zhong who was negligent. Please forgive me, let's talk about it?"

Peng Wanli glanced suspiciously at the ordinary Yuan Ziyi, folded his fan and stood up with a smile: "Of course!"

"White Feather!"

Zhong Yan let out a cry, and walked towards the main hall ahead.

Gu Baiyu stayed behind to deal with the aftermath, looked around the crowd and cupped his hands: "Sorry everyone, today's beast fight is not counted, all bets will be refunded and re-bets will be made, and the tickets and handling fees for the next two days will be free..."

Go all the way to a separate room in the main hall.

Zhong Yan was followed by Yuan Ziyi and a Qi Refining ninth-floor late guest Qing monk, and behind Peng Wanli was only the old man in gray.

After being seated, Zhong Yan asked bluntly with a smile: "Peng Fellow Daoist wants to join the Colosseum?"

"I don't know what Master Zhong wants?"

Zhong Yan pondered: "Then it's better to sell you my share directly."

"oh?"

Surprised, Peng Wanli glanced at the old man in gray and asked, "How do you sell it?"

Zhong Yan said: "I account for 30%, 100,000 spirit stones."

Peng Wanli laughed angrily: "You might as well grab it! I don't need so much to do it again! Don't think I don't know how much you spent at that time!"

Zhong Yan curled his lips inwardly, the other party did not come to the door to discuss cooperation, but came to spoil the situation, maybe they just wanted to impress someone and lower the price.

He is not a persimmon, he doesn't like this, "You can't say that, the Colosseum is backed by the Keqing Mansion, and now the reputation has gone out, the so-called manipulation, you know it well, Peng Fellow Daoist don't just focus on the present, It depends on the long-term interests.”

After a pause, Zhong Yan added: "Even if the new sect master of the capital comes, my 30% is the same price."

Peng Wanli frowned and pondered for a moment, "Ten thousand."

"I think Peng Fellow Daoist is the one who is up for grabs, and the price is 100,000 without bargaining."

Zhong Yan laughed, and pointed to the ninth floor monk next to him, "Ask Qi Fellow Daoist, how many monks are there in Azure Sun City today?"

Qi Xianzong: "At least 1,200 people, and more than half of them have been added from last year to now."

Zhong Yan smiled and said: "Look! Wei Guo fought, Qingyang bordered, and Azure Sun City, which has already been listed as a big city, will only have more and more monks.

Not to mention the rich mortal families in the city, when the first batch of Nianli beads are harvested in the Yan Kingdom next year, mortal warriors will definitely account for more than 80% of their gambling capital!

The Peng family is big, it’s not like I’m comparable to Independent Cultivator, you get more late-stage monsters, even Foundation Building monsters, and have a beast fighting competition or something, isn’t it easy to get 100,000 spirit stones?

Now in the northwestern cities of Yan Kingdom, there are only two Colosseums, Qingyang and Wangyi, and Wangyi is not even as popular as Qingyang.

In addition, if Peng Fellow Daoist buys it now, the capital will join in next year. No matter whether you resell the favor to save capital or continue the partnership, you will not suffer a loss. "

Peng Wanli's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a while: "Twenty thousand!"

Zhong Yan did not change his words: "100,000, last month the Colosseum made a profit of nearly 10,000, increasing every month, lying down and collecting money, I still feel that I am losing money."

Peng Wanli frowned, and said coldly: "You don't want to sell, just amuse me!"

"Buy and sell a premium, you can settle it if you think it's inappropriate, maybe..."

As he spoke, Zhong Yan stared at him: "Peng Fellow Daoist still wants to grab it?"

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere became anxious.

After a while of silence, there was a fluctuation of vitality in the arena. It was the old man in gray and Peng Wanli who transmitted the voice, and the latter said unquestionably: "Forty thousand, you can figure it out!"

Zhong Yan pondered for a moment and said: "Deal! But I have a condition, the spirit stone must be ready-made in full."

Peng Wanli shook his head and said: "Five thousand spirit stones, the rest will be replaced by other resources, the price has been compromised, this matter is not negotiable."

Zhong Yan frowned, and said in a moment of embarrassment: "Then all the rest will be replaced with monsters, and they will live! Otherwise, the deal will be forfeited! Peng Fellow Daoist will follow whatever means he can!"

Peng Wanli was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to open another Colosseum?"

Zhong Yan said decisively: "Of course not, Zhong can't do the thing of messing with food. I can guarantee that I will not open a Colosseum in Qingyang or within a thousand miles."

Peng Wanli thought for a while, opened the folding fan, stood up and walked out: "The deal will be in half a month!"

"There is nothing you can do."

Zhong Yan looked at the back and said with a smile: "I suggest that Peng Fellow Daoist buy all the shares of the Colosseum, so that he will have more say in the face of the capital."

Yuan Ziyi looked sideways at him and blinked.

I just talked about refining the blood of monsters earlier.

In a blink of an eye, a batch was exchanged, and the Colosseum was sold in time.

But kill two birds with one stone.

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