Lin Yuanxing

There are not many members of Tongtian Pavilion, and each has its own responsibilities and strengths. Among them, Bu Qiurong is responsible for the finance of Tongtian Pavilion.

He does not simply control Tongten Pavilion's money. In addition to controlling money, he must also make money make money so that Tongten Pavilion's wealth will continue to grow.

Bu Qiurong followed Su Yun into the embassy and said: Tongtian Pavilion has been deployed overseas during the land reclamation period, and its overseas industries are larger than those at home. The brothers and sisters in the pavilion knew that the pavilion chief came overseas, so they asked me to follow him. Come and take care of me.

Su Yun couldn't hide the tired look on his face and said with a smile: I just arrived in Yundu today. Because I have no money, I saved some money.

In the courtyard of the Yuanshuo embassy, ​​hundreds of spiritual weapons were neatly stacked, and the clothes were also folded neatly. A few little spirits were folding the remaining clothes under the leadership of Yingying.

Su Yun asked Bu Qiurong to sit down and asked the spirit to bring some tea. Bu Qiurong glanced at it and said: Pavilion Master, Qiurong came here because he heard that the Pavilion Master has arrived in Da Qin, so he asked the Pavilion Master to check the location of Tongtian Pavilion in Da Qin. Industry. Does the Pavilion Master have time now?

He looked at the busy spirits in the courtyard and frowned slightly.

When Su Yun heard the words Tongtian Pavilion's property in Daqin, he couldn't help but get excited, called Yingying, and said with a smile: Yingying, Brother Bu said that our Tongtian Pavilion has some properties in Daqin, and we probably won't have to do what we do today. It’s hard work.”

Yingying couldn't help but be overjoyed and said quickly: Student Bu, how many properties does Tongtian Pavilion have in Great Qin?

Tongten Pavilion's industries in Daqin are not many, accounting for only one-tenth of overseas industries.

Bu Qiurong looked at the belongings in the courtyard again and said, The master of the pavilion is worried about money? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Our Tongtian Pavilion is as rich as any other country overseas.

Su Yun was stunned, as if he didn't hear clearly. He turned his head and asked, Can you say it again? Why is our Tongtian Pavilion so rich?

Bu Qiurong took out two lock rings from his spiritual world and placed them on the ground. The lock rings were the size of the mouth of a bowl and glowed with a green rainbow luster.

Bu Qiurong activated the lock ring, and suddenly saw a green rainbow pillar growing out with light, with various strange rune textures emerging on it, shining continuously.

Those rune textures on the green rainbow pillar form gods and demons in the form of Pixiu, which is very naive.

There is light connecting the two green rainbow pillars, forming a portal in the shape of a big mouth.

Bu Qiurong bowed,

He made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile: You can be as rich as a country.

Yingying flew to the door and saw that the light gradually dimmed. The door of Pixiu showed the color of a green rainbow coin. The texture on it was also the pattern of Pixiu opening its mouth to swallow a giant green rainbow coin. She couldn't help but curiously said: Student Bu, when you say that you are as rich as the country, do you mean that you are as rich as the country in a literal sense, or do you mean that Tongtenkaku is rich?

Bu Qiurong pushed open the door of Pixiu, thought for a while, and said: Literally, the wealth can rival the country.

Su Yun and Yingying felt dizzy and out of breath.

The door of Pixiu opened with a creak. Behind the door was another spiritual world, which was somewhat similar to the Tiandao Order of Tiandaoyuan. It also opened up another spiritual world space.

However, the spiritual space of Tiandaoyuan is for scholars to study, while the spiritual space of Tongtian Pavilion is used for storage.

Su Yun and Yingying entered the Pixiu Gate and saw rows of long bookshelves in the spiritual world, with no end in sight.

Stacks of gold paper were placed on the bookshelf, shining with golden light.

In addition to the bookshelves, there is a green bamboo forest with several thatched cottages in the green bamboo forest.

There was no bling here as they expected.

Su Yun and Yingying originally thought that behind the Gate of Pixiu must be the treasure house of Tongtian Pavilion, with wealth piled up like a vast ocean, but they didn't expect that apart from the rows of bookshelves, there was only a bamboo forest left!

At this time, rustling sounds came from the bamboo forest.

The next moment, a naive Pixiu god and demon came over holding a green bamboo shoot in one hand and scratching his butt with the other hand. He gnawed the bamboo shoots in his mouth and said carelessly while eating: It turns out to be Bu Qiurong. Damn it, I’m here to bother you for nothing again...

He finished the bamboo shoots in a few mouthfuls, stared at Su Yun and Yingying, and narrowed his round eyes: Is this the new master of Tongtian Pavilion? The little brat is only as big as a palm, and your Tongtian Pavilion is getting more and more ruined, and the river is declining. The kind of complete disaster that catastrophes thousands of miles... Look me directly in the eyes!

Yingying was so frightened that she shrank her head, timidly pushed Su Yun forward, and said timidly: I am not the master of the pavilion, he is...

The god and demon Pixiu glanced at Su Yun, raised the hand that scratched his butt and scratched his head, and said innocently: Why is the new pavilion master so young...come with me, little bastards!

He took out a bamboo shoot from somewhere and swayed his fat ass from side to side as he walked in front. He said in a loud voice: Every new generation of pavilion masters will come here to see the wealth of Tongten Pavilion. Tongten Pavilion was used during the pioneering period. It has already been deployed overseas. At that time, all overseas ethnic groups, whether they were Semu people, Red-haired barbarians, Kunlun slaves, or Marin people, were all ignorant and barbaric.

His body was as tall as a mountain, and Su Yun and Bu Qiurong followed him, as if there was a black and white mountain of flesh moving in front of him.

Bu Qiurong whispered: Pavilion Master, Senior Pixiu is very senior and cannot be neglected. He is a member of the first generation of Tongtian Pavilion. When Tongtian Pavilion followed the Holy Emperor on an overseas expedition, he was the Holy Emperor's mount. Holy Emperor The emperor went back, but he stayed. Overseas spiritual men established Tongtian Pavilion, and he was responsible for guarding the wealth of Tongtian Pavilion...

Su Yun and Yingying couldn't help but be shocked.

Yingying looked up at the back of the god and demon Pixiu and murmured: Then he is only four to five thousand years old...

The god and demon Pixiu walked between the golden bookshelves, stuffed the bamboo shoots between his teeth and cheeks to prevent them from falling, pulled out a stack of gold paper, and said: I, Tongtian Pavilion, want to explore the ancient mysteries and unravel the destruction and destruction of the previous world. To solve the mystery of the sky, we went overseas to explore the truth. On the way to deal with the local indigenous people, we brought the Yuan Shuo civilization there, as well as the Yuan Shuo writing, language, calendar and currency. These overseas tribes gradually established city-states and separated themselves into one side. During this period, Tsutenkaku has accumulated considerable assets in various countries.

Su Yun and Yingying's hearts were beating wildly when they heard this.

The god and demon Pixiu took out a piece of gold paper and continued: For example, in Da Qin, one-tenth of Da Qin Yun's real estate belongs to Tongtian Pavilion, and this is one of the land deeds.

Su Yun quickly looked around and saw that the gold paper was blank.

The god and demon Pixiu stretched out his finger and lightly touched the gold paper, and saw runes emerging from the gold paper.

The land deed on this gold paper talks about the agreement between Tongtian Pavilion and the king of Great Qin when the Great Qin was founded. A certain place in Yundu was allocated to Tongtian Pavilion. This contract will accompany the Great Qin Kingdom for generations. The blood of the people of Great Qin is still there, so the contract will be exist.

The god and demon Pixiu pulled out another piece of gold paper. Su Yun followed suit and used his own energy to stimulate the gold paper, and the words on the paper appeared.

The content on this piece of gold paper is a lease contract, which states that Daqin Jiange leases this land and will give one-tenth of the land to Tongtian Pavilion every year.

Su Yun's mind was confused.

In addition, Tongten Pavilion also has estates, mines, rivers, waterways and other industries in Daqin.

The god and demon Pixiu took out the bamboo shoots from his mouth and peeled the shells while saying: The gold papers on this row of bookshelves all have similar contents. Tongtian Pavilion's industry in Daqin is concentrated here. Originally there were not so many, but in recent years they have gradually Qiurong invested in Da Qin's manufacturing factory and added some more. This little cub is doing very well...

Su Yun and Yingying almost stopped breathing.

This row here is the land deeds, mining deeds and other contracts of the Dawan Kingdom. This row is from the Daxia Kingdom, and over there are the contracts from Ma Lin, Rakshasa, An'an, Piao and other countries. I am Tongtian Pavilion Overseas Industry is concentrated here.”

The god and demon Pixiu led them to review among the rows of bookshelves, and said: Every generation of pavilion masters will come here. Those bastards are so pitiful. They only live for a mere hundred years before dying. They spend so much money without even spending a hair. It’s not over…”

He turned back, glanced at Su Yun maliciously, and whispered: The little cubs of this generation of pavilion masters are destined to be unlucky at first glance. They will probably die without even losing half of their hair... …”

Su Yun was furious, but it was really hard to spend all the money.

This is too much... His mind was in chaos.

Bu Qiurong coughed and reminded: Pavilion Master, Tongtian Pavilion has divided into Overseas Tongtian Pavilion, and Overseas Tongtian Pavilion has also elected their pavilion master. Now there is an orthodoxy dispute between our Overseas Tongtian Pavilion and Overseas Tongtian Pavilion. If If orthodoxy falls by the wayside and falls into overseas hands, then these properties will have nothing to do with the pavilion master.

Yingying was furious, she clenched her little hand into a fist and waved it hard: How can that be done? It's all ours! Even if they rob it, Uncle Pixiu won't give it away! Isn't that right, Grandpa Pixiu?

It's no use calling me Old Master Pixiu.

The god and demon Pixiu sneered: Since the establishment of Tongtian Pavilion, there has always been no racial discrimination. No matter whether they are Yuanshuo people, Semu people or Marin people and Rakshasa people, they can join Tongtian Pavilion. Even the descendants of gods and demons, foreign races, You can also enter Tongtian Pavilion and even become the pavilion master. The previous pavilion masters were all from Yuanshuo, but Yuanshuo is now in decline. Even if a foreign pavilion master comes, it will be nothing to Tongtian Pavilion.

Su Yun looked at Bu Qiurong, and Bu Qiurong whispered: This is the concept. However, this matter is extremely complicated. Overseas countries are eyeing the wealth of Tongtian Pavilion, and want to take advantage of Yuanshuo's decline to divide Tongtian Pavilion. Wealth accumulated over thousands of years. If they succeed, Tongten Pavilion will not be far from destruction.

The greed for wealth disappeared from Su Yun's eyes, and he asked: Are this generation of overseas Tongtian Pavilion masters supported by overseas countries?

Bu Qiurong leaned forward and said, Pavilion Master Ming Jian.

Su Yun was silent for a moment and asked: How old is he and how strong is he?

Bu Qiurong hesitated and told the truth: She is about the same age as the Pavilion Master, maybe one or two years older, but she is stronger than the Pavilion Master?

Stronger than me?

Su Yun clenched his fists, bent his arms, squeezed muscles out of his body, and said calmly: Isn't it possible? Are his pectoralis major muscles as strong as mine?

Yingying was slightly worried: Su Shizi seems to have been too deeply influenced by senior Yinglong...

The god and demon Pixiu looked at Su Yun with a horrified look on his face: This little bastard pavilion master suddenly reminded me of the muscle-headed guy who beat me up...