Let Go Of That Primordial Man

Young Netherworld boy, what are you talking about in the meeting? Let's explain it quickly so that we can prepare the meal. It's best to get some boiled beef. I miss it very much after not eating for a few days.

The old guy, Shang Tuo, the second-generation leader, spoke like this without any hint of politeness.

After finishing speaking, this old man did not forget to imitate Mr. Niu's posture and took a heavy puff of the small chrysanthemum cigarette in his mouth; then this old man, who was smoking for the first time, was choked like a prawn.

Not only did Mr. Niu have no sympathy for this in his heart.

On the contrary, in my heart, I felt a little gloating: If you don't imitate me at this age, if you imitate a young man like me, you will choke to death, you old man.

There is a reason why Mr. Niu has such strong resentment.

Just now, after everyone in the valley was sitting around, Mr. Niu, who was accustomed to offering a cigarette during meetings, naturally followed his habitual action and lit a small chrysanthemum cigarette in his mouth.

This is great, it suddenly opened a huge hornet's nest.

These veterans immediately became greedy, thinking that this was another new and rare food.

As a result, the old guys in the venue came to ask for it with shy faces; originally, everyone was given a cigarette, which was not a big deal to Mr. Niu.

The problem is that Mr. Niu has just thrown out a pack of cigarettes.

The old guy Shang Tuo, who was sharp and quick, grabbed it in his hand. He first imitated Master Niu and lit one for himself.

Then, with an unusually smooth habitual movement, he stuffed the remaining pack of cigarettes into his arms.

Obviously, this pack of cigarettes was swallowed up by this old guy; but the remaining old guys were immediately unhappy.

The problem is that if you are not willing, you can come forward and fight with that old guy from Shangtuo, and Mr. Niu won't mind even if he is a fool.

However, the poor Mr. Niu, who was having trouble with Mao, shouted that each of them should also take a pack.

In desperation, Mr. Niu had to send a pack of cigarettes to appease these old people. After doing this for a while, Mr. Niu had consumed at least two years of cigarettes...

After admiring it with satisfaction, the second-generation leader Shang Tuo looked at the old guy's embarrassed appearance.

Mr. Niu finally calmed down and started talking about serious matters:

I believe all the masters have also seen that I have raised a giant and edible young Kun in captivity. Originally, I thought that the sect could provide some food, but after these few days, it seems that there is no hope for this matter. .”

Even if what Mr. Niu said was true, all the veterans present felt somewhat embarrassed.

To put it nicely, they are gods and men living in the lofty Kingdom of God.

But even they themselves know very well: they are just the poor people who live the most miserable lives among the gods.

The Zixiao Sect is also the lowest small force in the entire Kingdom of God.

In the embarrassing silence, Shang Tuo, who had finally calmed himself down, was basically the second in command of the Zixiao Sect. Then he smiled bitterly and spoke:

Since we are all a family, we can't say whether it is embarrassing or not; the situation in the sect is really bad. The master master planned to sell the Chongming Bird. One of the big reasons was that he couldn't afford to feed it. Big guy.

Having said this, Shang Tuo paused for a moment, but still felt that he was drawing a big cake for Mr. Niu: But don't worry, You Ming. Since you are a rare cultivation genius, the cultivation resources in the sect will naturally follow you.

As long as you reach the realm of real people, the strength and level of the faction will increase, and the territory under your command will be much larger, and life will naturally be much more comfortable.

As soon as Shang Tuo's voice fell, all the veterans nodded in agreement with expressions of approval.

It's just that this method of operation is not what Mr. Niu wants at all.

Master Niu actually doesn't have much temptation to become a real person through cultivation; what he wants most at this time is to solve the drought comfortably.

Then, he found a way to kidnap the fairy lady and elope back to the Luo Lei Mountains to become his earth emperor.

As for how to explain the problem of the fairy lady to the eldest wife Tumei after returning to the Leishan Mountains, Mr. Niu estimated that this was a primitive era that was even more ignorant than the feudal society.

Logically speaking, isn't it normal to have one or two wives? Tu Mei should also understand.

Even though Mr. Niu doesn't have much confidence in such an idea, at least for now, this is what Mr. Niu tells himself in his heart...

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After pondering for a while, Mr. Niu found that he didn't have much idea about how to make money.

But he felt that it was necessary to mobilize the enthusiasm of these veterans first; because no matter what he planned to do in the future, he would always need some manpower!

So, this guy spoke again:

There is no need to say much about working hard to cultivate; but I think that only when you have enough cultivation materials can you achieve twice the result with half the effort, so it is only right to find ways to make some money.

It's a pity that such words fall on the ears of many old people, and they seem to have no effect.

In this regard, Mr. Niu can only work hard to instill his own values ​​​​in them:

I think a god with magic weapons can easily overthrow a real person with only a flying sword; besides, I think if I eat and drink well every day, I will be in a better mood and my cultivation will progress faster.

When it comes to eating and drinking, these veterans are somewhat energetic.

However, Mr. Niu knows that this level is still not enough, and he needs some more exciting information:

I have heard that here in the Kingdom of God there are dual cultivators of Taoism. Don't you masters have any ideas? There is a little vixen from the fox tribe, or a little cultivator widow or something.

Boy, I really want to honor all the ancestors, but I am short of money, and I want to make money but I have no way to do it.

It's ridiculous, it's just nonsense. He never expected that as soon as Mr. Niu finished speaking, someone would loudly refute him.

The speaker was actually the sixth-generation head Luo Dashan. With a righteous expression on his face, this old man scolded Master Niu mercilessly:

How can a cultivator from the human race get entangled with a foreign race? However, the little widows who want to come to the cultivator are lonely and helpless, and they also need our help to take care of them.

Mr. Niu: ...

No matter what, at least Mr. Niu successfully mobilized the enthusiasm of all the veterans.

Each of them came up with ideas and suggestions on how to make money.

For example, if you go to work for the Gods and help build a house, although it is said that the wages are not high, if you save for three to five hundred years, you may be able to save enough money to take care of the little widow.

You can also go to a big sect like Taiyi Sect and apply for a job as a handyman or something.

You must know that there are still many goddesses in the Taiyi Sect; even if they have many suitors, if they like them...

In short, they came up with all kinds of weird proposals, but the only pity was that none of them were reliable.

However, because of the enthusiastic speeches of these veterans, Mr. Niu had some understanding of the surrounding business environment.

Then, an idea that should be reliable arose in Mr. Niu's head, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

If it is convenient to inquire about information, the teahouse is definitely a good place; and in the Kingdom of God, where entertainment is basically unreliable, Mr. Niu believes that the new teahouse he has created will definitely lead to success.