When Hunjun begins to make elixirs

There were many small slave traders outside the auction, guarding seven or eight iron cages and selling. They have no strength, cannot capture powerful monsters, cannot participate in auctions, and can only get some small monsters.

What Huang Yanran said before was to buy from them, but now that she is with a rich man like Li Shun, she naturally disdains these bargains.

Li Shun glanced at it with interest. They were all small monsters with a hundred or two hundred years of cultivation. Most of them were in the body-building and foundation-building stages, and very few in the Qi-training stage. They might still be worth some money in Dayin, but It's not up to par in Jia Ya Fairy Kingdom.

But Li Shun stepped forward and asked about the price: "Fellow Taoist, I want all of your monsters. Can it be cheaper?"

The slave trader sat on a small wooden bench, playing with the ring on his hand, as if he didn't hear anything. He only glanced at Li Shun and replied nonchalantly: "Don't be joking, this fellow Taoist, I want to You can see, my monsters are not cheap."

When he saw a stunning woman following Li Shun, he thought she was just showing off, trying to make a big deal out of her to seduce the beauty's heart, but in the end he couldn't settle the bill and wasted his feelings.

Li Shun pointed at several dealers and said: "It's not just you, you, you, your monsters, I want them all. Of course, the price must be reasonable."

When the surrounding slave traders heard this, they all turned their gazes over.

Someone recognized him. Isn't this the Kaizi he bought in the shopping street yesterday?

Another slave trader hurriedly came forward: "Fellow Taoist, come and take a look at my monsters. The bloodline is absolutely excellent and the price is absolutely favorable. If you want them all, I will give you a 20% discount."

Li Shun glanced at his cage and said, "Thirty percent off."

The slave trader smiled and said: "It's easy to talk about, it's easy to talk about, and the price is easy to talk about." He also set the price himself. When the time comes, he will quote a higher price, regardless of whether he gives a discount or not.

Li Shun chuckled and followed him to the stall, agreed on the price, and paid decisively.

At this time, the other slave traders realized that this was the God of Wealth, and they all came forward to greet them: "Fellow Taoist, my monsters are not bad, what do you think? I'll give you 40% off the price."

Li Shun pretended to be proud and said, "Then go and have a look."

For a moment, people outside the auction gathered around him curiously.

Li Shun's crazy behavior caused everyone to whisper and discuss.

"This man must be a fool. Those monster beasts are not worth the price at all."

"Shh, if others like to be fooled, you can still stop them, just watch the fun."

Li Shun could hear it, but turned a deaf ear. The spirit stones he paid had all the spirit energy in them emptied out by him, and they were just a bunch of "counterfeit coins" with little value. Only he who had the spirit silk could do such a delicate operation.

He wouldn't be stupid enough to sponsor an enemy!
In the end, only the stall owner he asked first did not sell the monster beast. The stall owner stood aside anxiously, looking at Li Shun expectantly. His monsters don't have to be sold. Li Shun swept away other dealers' goods, and those who wanted to buy monsters could only buy his. However, the price is not as high as Li Shun's. Seeing his colleagues making a lot of money while he has to bargain with others is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Fellow Taoist! I'll give you 50% off! Just apologize for the previous offense!"

Li Shun chuckled and said, "Okay, I'm not a stingy person." He decided to absorb the spiritual stone paid to him until it was only a thin layer on the surface as a punishment.

The immortal cultivators around who wanted to buy monsters showed expressions of regret and gloating, regretting that their trip was in vain, and rejoicing at Li Shun's loss.

Li Shun looked at the nearly three hundred monsters on the field, waved his hand, and put it in his sleeve.

The surrounding immortal cultivators all took a breath of cold air, advanced secret method! This person's identity is by no means simple. At this time, there was no playfulness in their eyes when they looked at Li Shun, only awe. Even the slave traders murmured in their hearts that they would not be blamed by the Queen for cheating someone with such a background. Amid their ups and downs, Li Shun and Huang Yanran have entered the auction venue.

Li Shun's extravagant behavior outside has attracted the attention of the organizer. As soon as he entered, he was stopped by someone: "Fellow Taoist, our master invites you to sit in the private room upstairs."

Li Shun nodded and said, "Lead the way."

Rich people have privileges everywhere compared to ordinary people.

Li Shun remembered that in his previous life, he was engaged in hospitality at the company, and drove a million-dollar car to a county. At a hotel, he was welcomed by a line of people ranging from the manager to the waiters.

In this situation, as long as the money is in place and your fingers are hooked, you will be happy.

Most people hate the poor and love the rich, but some people are sanctimonious and pretend to be noble, while some people make no secret of it and are willing to be slaves. The former is because the price is not enough, and the latter is because the awareness is too low.

The people in the brothel are worth a hundred times as much if they sell their art but not their body. In the end, the highest bidder wins. There is also a price for a bowl of noodles in a dark alley. There is no difference between the two.

Selling is selling, there is nothing noble or mean.

The same is true for businessmen. Even if they are immortal cultivators, they only rely on others to choose their dishes.

Li Shun has always adhered to the principle of being low-key and doing things high-key.

Whatever you do, you must get a head start and do enough to save your face. Keeping things in order and keeping a low profile is for fear of being remembered. It is dignity to hold on against the times. As the saying goes, "it is impossible to stand up when a donkey is beaten." Even people who know the details can still call him a person and not become a laughing stock.

People can be depressed, but they cannot show their depression, otherwise they will add insult to injury and ridicule and insinuate them.

This is a set of social knowledge that may not be recognized by everyone.

As the emperor in Dayin, Li Shun could naturally be nonchalant, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. However, in a foreign country, he wanted to live comfortably and not cause unnecessary trouble, so he naturally had to adopt this method.

It seems that the effect is not bad, and immortal cultivators are not exempt from vulgarity.

Li Shun entered the wing room. The environment inside was elegant, with an antique small table decorated with a few flowers and several precious fruit plates. Compared with the noise of the hall downstairs, it was indeed peaceful and comfortable.

Huang Yanran was also here for the first time. She looked at the fruits on the table and said, "What a big deal. They are all top-grade spiritual fruits. One single fruit can increase a mortal's yang for ten years and eliminate all diseases."

When Li Shun, a foreign visitor who had seen a lot of things in the world, heard this, he took two pills and put them in his mouth. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Immortal cultivators know how to enjoy it."

Huang Yanran was wary and said, "Although we spend a lot of money outside, it is far from enough to enjoy such standard treatment. Is there any fraud in it?"

Li Shundao: "You mean, our identities have been exposed?"

Huang Yanran nodded: "It's not like no one escaped when we were in Huixianju. Those who were let go before have seen our appearance."

Li Shun didn't care. He sat down and hugged Huang Yanran into his arms. He sniffed her body fragrance and said with a smile: "It's best to have a conspiracy. It saves me and them from making mistakes. They didn't fall out directly, but arranged it like this. I'm afraid they also took advantage of it. My origin is not allowed.”

Huang Yanran's big cutie was held in Li Shun's palm, he twisted his body and said coquettishly: "Be more serious. Although your cultivation level is high, a good tiger cannot fight against a pack of wolves, not to mention the strength of a top immortal cultivator, which cannot be fully used by cultivation level." To judge, what if the other party masters some spells and magic weapons against you?" (End of this chapter)