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Chapter Nine hundred and ninety-six Brother, the oriental people are stupid and have a lot of money,

Cundi!

This name is very evil. When Yang Qifeng heard this name, his eyes flashed with a flash of spirit.

This is one of the Six Saints in the future, a person standing at the peak of the prehistoric world, but don’t worry too much now. The age of the Saints has never arrived, and the Six Saints only have potential now.

Cunti's cultivation level is also six-star. It seems that the future Six Saints and other figures are only six-star now, so the main god arranged the insertion time very well.

If Yang Qifeng was sent to the timeline after the Six Saints attained enlightenment, then there would be no room for Yang Qifeng to make trouble, and the world was managed by the Six Saints without any leakage.

Even the Emperor of Heaven appointed by Hongjun would be low and small, with a slap in appearance.

For example, the other two lich tribes were all ashamed in the plot of the Six Saints, and this is the mainstream under the saints.

It was a good time now. The Sanqing was still an old otakus who had been in his ten thousand years. He lived in seclusion in Kunlun Mountains and practiced in a seclusion. Nuwa and Fuxi also lie dormant in Zhou Mountains and practiced in a serious manner. Instead, the two Westerners began to wander.

Three points are destined to be a heaven, and seven points are determined by hard work.

Cunti naturally cannot compare with the Three Pure Ones with deep feet, even Nuwa cannot fight. Nuwa was born in Zhoushan, which was transformed by Pangu’s backbone, the pillar of heaven and earth, and also suffered from Pangu’s remains.

To be honest, the two of the Six Saints and the West deserve admiration. All the gains are achieved through hard work, even the saints.

But not a rich second generation like Sanqing, who is destined to achieve his own achievements when he is born.

I, Pangu, is the richest man and opened up the world in one fell swoop. Even if I die, it will leave a rich inheritance for my son.

And what are the two in the West?

The West is barren, and the two of them have nothing to do. They have to cross the east to fight the autumn wind. The calculations in Zixiao Palace are even more worth mentioning. Great opportunities and great fortunes are in front of them. Isn’t that normal?

These villains are all these villains who can live well and live freely these days.

Yang Qifeng admires what Zhunti does very much. The two have some similar views on their three aspects, but appreciation does not mean that Yang Qifeng is willing to see the other person's actions.

For those who are shameless, Yang Qifeng is enough. In addition, these days, it is politically correct to scold Zhunti and fight against him.

It's like a pit of Yuanshi, harming me and helping Tongtian to open the right way.

Yang Qifeng and Zhunti talked freely that it was too early to be born, and it would take at least several hundred years. It would not be surprising if it was a few thousand years later.

Not bad, you read that right.

It just takes so long, and every second is necessary in other worlds, but in the prehistoric world, hundreds or thousands of years are too common, and that is just a time to open your eyes and close your eyes.

The time of the prehistoric world is about the Yuanhui, and one Yuan will last 129,600 years.

This time, Yang Qifeng was able to fully organize his practice in the prehistoric world. Yang Qifeng has always had little time and pursued combat power in many places, and did not do it perfectly.

Now Yang Qifeng has enough time, and it takes thousands of years to seize a treasure.

For Yang Qifeng now, it’s drizzling and doesn’t care at all.

"Ah!" Zhunti sighed with a very lonely expression, sighing helplessly.

"Does fellow Taoist have a hidden secret?" Yang Qifeng looked at Zhunti's sallow face and felt even more sad. He knew that Zhunti should make trouble, but he had to ask, and he still had to give this little face.

"Xiaodao shouldn't have said this."

"Family scandal, family scandal, family scandal," Zhunti couldn't help but raise his arm while speaking, and the loose sleeves of Taoist robe blocked his face, as if he didn't dare to see anyone.

But the words were said with deep emotion: "Xiaodao is so sad!"

"Fellow Taoist Ziwei is born in a noble family and is born among the stars. I don't know that the West was born in the Tao. It's poor, poor mountains and bad waters, and there are mud and swamps everywhere."

"The land is barren, like the mountains and rivers like Yunwu Mountain, and they are among the best in the west of the trail."

"If the West should have been like this, the path would have recognized it, but the West should have been like the East, full of caves and blessed lands, and all kinds of treasures are nurtured in mountains, rivers and lakes."

"But the three tribes fought one battle, and in the end, the Western energy was greatly damaged. Now only the three-point vitality at its peak was retained."

"For the sake of the vast Western sentient beings, Xiaodao has to run around. Xiaodao's life is hard, and he is not afraid of jokes about fellow Taoist Ziwei. This time, the treasure of Yunwu Mountain was born is extremely important to all living beings in the West. Xiaodao knows that fellow Taoist Ziwei is a noble person."

"Xiaodao didn't dare to ask fellow Taoist Ziwei to give up the treasure directly, just ask fellow Taoist Ziwei to give Xiaodao a chance to seize it."

As he said that, Zhunti bowed to Yang Qifeng solemnly, with a shameful look on his face, and the attitude was extremely accurate.

As expected, he is worthy of being the most despicable guy among the Six Saints. If he had to be Yuanshi Tianzun, he would not even say it even if he was beaten to death because he wanted shame.

How long has it been, Zhunti rejected all his words to help Yang Qifeng seize the treasure.

And the words are reasonable and well-founded, and they tie themselves to Western sentient beings and use great justice to suppress you. If you don’t care about all sentient beings.

Even if Yang Qifeng does not allow it, Zhunti can still tear his face, because Zhunti is not for his own selfish interests, but for Western sentient beings.

He is worthy of being one of the Six Saints, who is extremely well-behaved by the great wealth of loans to the heavenly way.

"What did fellow Taoist say? You and I hit it off at first sight. My fellow Taoist's proposal is correct. We will first join forces to eliminate other competitors. In the end, whoever seizes the treasure will belong to."

Yang Qifeng agreed with Zhunti's words because Yang Qifeng also wanted to test the depth of Zhunti.

There is no doubt that Cundi's ability will not be weak.

He has always been a strong man in the first column. Whether it is six-star, seven-star, or eight-star, Zhunti will not fall behind. As long as he maintains the same speed of progress as Zhunti, Yang Qifeng will definitely have a place in the world in the future.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, Xiaodao is very grateful."

"If a fellow Taoist needs a small path in the future, just talk to the small path!" Zhunti opened his mouth and showed his white teeth, feeling a little satisfied. He just used a little trick to ignore a strong man.

Dongfang is indeed stupid and has a lot of money. It seems that I will come here more in the future.

Not only do you come by yourself, but you also have to call your senior brothers together. The West will relied on the East.

Just speaking and not agreeing. Such a promise routine is simply empty talk. Yang Qifeng sneered in his heart. Zhunti seemed to have said a lot, but it was all nonsense and he didn't say a single word.

After some talk, I waited quietly, and hundreds of years passed in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!
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