You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

"Master Yuan Sheng...is this a post-natal top-grade spiritual treasure?"

Liu Yuntian narrowed his eyes, reached out to pick up the Buddhist beads and looked through them carefully.

"Yes, it is a post-natal top-grade spiritual treasure."

Yuan Sheng did not look up. After the Buddhist beads were taken away, his arms immediately dropped and he lowered his head in response.

All magic treasures are divided into three types: defensive, offensive and functional. Among the three types of magic treasures, only the defensive type does not require any cultivation to use. Innate magic treasures do not even need to be used by oneself, and the spiritual intelligence that is born will automatically protect the master.

Among magic weapons of the same level, defensive ones are always the most valuable, followed by functional ones. However, the value of functional magic weapons varies greatly. It is worth mentioning that functional magic weapons of the escape type are equal in value to defensive ones. They rank after defensive ones because most of them have a limit on the number of times they can be used, unlike defensive magic weapons which can be repaired and continued to be used as long as they are not damaged.

"hehe,"

Liu Yuntian chuckled and threw the Buddhist beads back in front of Yuan Sheng.

Yuan Sheng looked up in confusion, picked up the Buddhist beads and asked, "What does Mr. Liu mean? Isn't one acquired top-grade spiritual treasure enough?!"

"What are you talking about, Master Yuan Sheng? Your Majesty is my beloved relative, my brother!"

Hearing this, Yuan Sheng hung his head in dejection, muttering with lifeless eyes, "It seems that I have no hope of revenge... This Buddha bead is the certificate for selecting disciples in my Buddhist holy land. Only disciples with the qualifications of being disciples can obtain it. Even if I sell the Buddhist sect, I can't get a second one..."

Liu Yuntian raised his eyebrows. Buddhist disciples? A holy place of Buddhism!

He couldn't help but mutter in his heart. He clearly remembered what the woman said, that the six holy places all had holy sons and holy daughters, and the Buddha's son was the holy son of the Buddhist holy land, and that woman was the holy daughter of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, who was also selected from the third-rate sects one by one, and finally became the holy daughter of the holy land.

The Holy Son or Holy Daughter can be said to be the face of a holy land, and they have privileges above the elders. They are re-selected every ten years, and those with outstanding abilities can succeed to the throne. However, this is still very difficult. The Holy Son or Holy Daughter also has access to the most resources of the sect. If they want to replace the previous one, they must have extraordinary talent and surpass the previous one with very few resources.

I never expected that Yuan Sheng was actually one of the candidates for the Son of God of the Zhongzhou Buddhist Holy Land!

This makes sense. Even if a third-rate sect sold everything they had to scrape together enough money, it would still be difficult to buy them. If money could buy them, then Liu Yuntian would have at least ten or eight items in his hands.

The Buddhist beads in Yuan Sheng's hand definitely did not come from the Buddhist Sect behind him, but from the more powerful Yuan Sect.

"Master Yuan Sheng, you have to understand what it means when the emperor of a country is killed."

Liu Yuntian jumped down from the altar and paced around the room with his hands behind his back. "If you didn't have your own reasons, this guild would think you were sent by the Four Sects to alienate His Majesty and me."

"No, no, no! There is absolutely no such thing! This poor monk..."

Liu Yuntian turned his back to Yuan Sheng and raised an arm to interrupt his explanation. "I don't care about the grudges between you two. Even if I asked you to assassinate him, you can't beat him. He is now in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

"I am willing to give it a try! With these beads, he will definitely not be able to break my defense. In addition, Daliang has no martial arts inheritance, and he only has empty cultivation but no powerful martial arts. I still have a chance of winning!"

The corner of Liu Yuntian's mouth twitched. This bald donkey was so presumptuous. There must be some skills, but they were all common ones bought from Zhongzhou. They selected skills suitable for the general public to practice for the National Defense Army and even Ye Xinglan to practice. They were indeed not as good as the skills passed down in their Yuanzong Holy Land.

After being exposed, Liu Yuntian turned around and glared, "Master Yuan Sheng, what do you mean by this? Didn't you say you would give me this Buddhist bead? If he breaks it, will I let you kill my Daliang Emperor in vain?!"

Yuan Sheng suddenly panicked and waved his hands, "No, I... Lingshi! Yes, all the money I have collected over the years was intended to be used as a foundation for Mei'er's life. Now that it is of no use, I will give it all to Mr. Liu!"

After saying this, he raised his Buddhist beads and said, "If I am lucky enough to come back alive, I will give these beads to Master Liu!"

Liu Yuntian sighed and shook his head. To be honest, if the assets of Wan'an Temple were given to an official in Daliang, he might be tempted, but who is he, Liu Yuntian? He is the Liu Gong who supports the entire Daliang with his own efforts!

There is plenty of money, and just relying on a salt field is far from what Wan'an Temple can compare to. Before Liu Yuntian founded the salt field, ordinary people used vinegar cloth to maintain their physical strength. Poor families would go to the mountains to find mineral salt, but unpurified mineral salt is very toxic, and countless people die every year from overeating mineral salt.

Immortals do not eat ordinary food, and will not touch even a grain of poisonous mineral salt. They also dislike the sour smell of vinegar. However, salt is very important for people who overuse their physical strength for a long time. Immortals also need to train their bodies in addition to daily practice. After eating Liu Yuntian's refined salt, they feel refreshed and full of praise. They also have more energy for daily physical training.

It was once a necessary daily necessity for those who practiced Taoism.

Not to mention sugar, a magical thing that can make people happy physically and mentally. Those who have eaten it say it is good. Many time travelers who have become big shots still miss the happy water in their previous lives...

"I'm afraid that won't work. All the money you earn from Wan'an Temple comes from me, Daliang. You should know that if Daliang drops a penny, it belongs to me."

Then he squatted in front of Yuan Sheng, smiling playfully, "Besides, your Majesty is the only Nascent Soul expert in Daliang. If you kill him, the whole country will be in chaos, and the four sects will attack. How do you want me to deal with it?"

Yuan Sheng collapsed to the ground, his eyes dull and he looked distraught. Liu Yuntian saw that his psychological defenses had been broken and knew the time had come, so he snatched the Buddhist beads from his hand and put them in his arms.

He smiled and said, "Master Yuan Sheng, but I also like this Lingbao very much."

Yuan Sheng raised his head slightly, but soon sank down again. He had no intention of arguing, nor did he make any move to take back the spiritual treasure. "If I die, the master will definitely come back to take back the spiritual treasure. I'm afraid Mr. Liu is overthinking about killing people and stealing goods."

Liu Yuntian stretched out his hand and pressed the other person's shoulder, "Do you really want to avenge the princess?"

"What if I want to? I can't defeat Daliang, and the sect won't declare war on Daliang just because of a woman..."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Liu Yuntian smacked his lips and shook his head, "I didn't say I won't let you kill him. As for the emperor, anyone can be the emperor as long as the last name is Ye~"

Yuan Sheng suddenly raised his head, with a look of surprise on his face, and stammered, "Mr. Liu...did you...promise me?!"

"Of course... but not now."

Liu Yuntian stood up and walked to the door and opened it. Qi Xing immediately came up to him, "Mr. Liu..."

"Qi Xing and Fu Xin stay here, and the rest of you go back to the capital to search for suspicious people. If you encounter a Yuanying strongman, you can use my order to ask for help from Tianyuan Camp!"