Dragon Ball: I, Yamcha, am the strongest in the universe

Chapter 80 This is one billion, just to show my appreciation (Update )
The sonorous and powerful voice echoed in the hall, and perhaps it could be heard not only in the Tianshi Hall, but also in other places.

Yamcha's sudden action startled the Taoists around him.

Just when they were about to step forward to stop Yamcha, they saw him open the suitcase he was carrying.

The endless red light that came out from inside almost blinded their eyes.

"Ten million yuan for incense offerings!"

"Ten million?!"

What is the concept of ten million?
It's not that there weren't people who spent a lot of money in Longhu Mountain in the past, but the amount was usually in the tens or millions at most. It was really rare to spend 10 million at a time.

These Taoists were just ordinary people who were responsible for managing the Taoist temple on weekdays. They had never seen so much money and didn’t know what to do for a moment.

The scene was at a stalemate.

A few minutes passed, and Yamcha slowly bowed to the statue of the Heavenly Master and spoke again.

"I am Yamucha, and I am here to meet the old Heavenly Master!"

"Fifty million yuan for incense offerings!!!"

The sound was louder than last time, and even the tourists outside the Tianshi Mansion could hear it.

Fifty. Fifty. Fifty million?
What a big deal!

"what's going on?"

A serious yet slightly childish voice sounded, and a Taoist priest in a white robe and with a serious expression walked in from outside the door.

He had long silver hair like a waterfall, a cinnabar dot between his eyebrows, and looked very handsome.

In terms of age, he was much younger than the other Taoists around him, but when the Taoists saw the newcomer, they were as if they had been granted amnesty and shouted in unison.

"Uncle, little master!"

This young Taoist priest in white robe is Zhang Lingyu, the last disciple of the old Heavenly Master.

Or you can call him Lingyu Zhenren.

Although he is young, he is of a very high generation and his cultivation is also very profound.

He had just finished his morning lessons and happened to hear Yamcha's voice, so he hurried over.

When the Taoists saw him, they felt like they had seen a savior, and they all started talking about what had just happened.

"Sir, please follow me to the backyard."

Zhang Lingyu immediately had an idea in his mind and stretched out his right hand towards Yamucha without saying a word.

Before causing a greater impact, Zhang Lingyu tried to capture the opponent first and wait for his senior brothers and master to arrive.

Others didn't dare to step forward because they were intimidated by the money.

But Zhang Lingyu would not care about this. It is not so much that he is not moved by money, but rather that he does not understand the role of money and has no big concept of it.

Even among those high-ranking people in this world, most of them actually pursue nothing more than fame and fortune.

For example, the ten masters who are prominent and well-known at the top of the alien world
Some of them have bad character.

The only one who can truly achieve transcendence is the old Taoist priest that Yamcha is going to visit.

The moment Zhang Lingyu's palm touched Yamcha's body, it passed through without any hindrance, and the figure of Yamcha in front of him disappeared.
Afterimage Fist.

"Can't touch it?"

"Alien?"

Zhang Lingyu stretched out his hand but found nothing and immediately became alert.

The young man in front of me, who looks a few years older than me, is definitely not simple.

Just as Zhang Lingyu was thinking this, Yamcha spoke again.

"I am Yamucha, and I am here to meet the old Heavenly Master!"

"60 million yuan for incense offerings!"

This time the sound was still louder than the last time, and could be heard even in the living area of ​​the Tianshi Mansion.

"Sixty-six million!"

This scene deeply shocked all the Taoists present except Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu didn't care about 60 million or not. Seeing that he failed to catch Yamucha the first time, he tried again. This time he used Qi.

The speed is several times faster than before.

It’s a pity that he was facing Yamcha, who was able to create afterimages with his own speed. Even in the world of aliens, he was a rare master.

So no matter how many times he tried to catch Yamcha, all he would catch was an afterimage.

It evades silently and is hardly noticeable.

Until Zhang Lingyu was out of breath, he still couldn't touch the corner of Yamcha's clothes.

On the other hand, Yamcha still maintains the same appearance as at the beginning.

There is an unbridgeable gap between the two in terms of physical fitness.

The martial artists in the Dragon Ball world, especially the Z fighters, have physical fitness that can be said to be absolute in most worlds, not to mention Yamcha who has experienced countless worlds and learned more than one ability.

Yamcha remained calm and bowed respectfully to the statue of the Heavenly Master.

"I am Yamucha, and I am here to meet the old Heavenly Master!"

"One hundred million yuan for the incense offering!"

The number of 100 million is beyond the scope of what normal people can understand. It is just a small goal, but for ordinary people, 10 million is enough for them to live a carefree life. 100 million is enough for them to have no worries about food and drink for ten lifetimes.
"I am Yamcha, and I am here to meet the old Heavenly Master!" "I am offering two hundred million yuan in incense money!"

Yamcha's voice became louder, more powerful and more shocking each time.

If you ask for 10 million or 50 million or something like that
The numbers of one hundred million and two hundred million at the end are a bit magical.

Is there really someone who would donate 200 million just to meet the old Taoist priest?
It is not easy for ordinary people to meet the Heavenly Master.

But the number of two hundred million is really too exaggerated. If this money is converted into physical objects, it can fill the entire yard. Even if you hit people with it one by one, you still wouldn't have used up all the money even if they were killed by you.

Not to mention meeting the old Taoist priest, it is not difficult to sleep with the wife of the president of some small country by spending two hundred million. Even if you want to sleep with the president, it can be negotiated.

But if you say that the other party is joking, you are mentally ill. That red box does not look like a joke.

In fact, Yamucha knew that the old Taoist priest lived in the Taoist priest’s private residence, because all Taoist priests of all generations had lived there. However, that was a living area, so there must be people guarding it to prevent tourists from entering by mistake.

The key point is that it is very impolite to enter a private area without being invited.

He came to visit the old Taoist priest, not to seek a fight.

"Hahaha, I heard that someone was willing to spend 200 million to see me. I really didn't know I was worth so much money." A hearty voice with a hint of mischief sounded.

Then an old Taoist priest with a tall and straight figure, long white hair and eyebrows, and a kind look walked in.

He was wearing a black Taoist priest's uniform, with narrow eyebrows and a calm face. When he looked at Zhang Lingyu, he showed a rare gentleness. What impressed Yamcha most were his eyes. At first glance, they looked ordinary, but in fact, his eyes were full of fluorescence and their spirit was restrained.

What surprised Yamcha the most was that he could not sense the other person's breath. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation. It was as if the person standing in front of him was just an ordinary old man.

It's not the kind of feeling that is deliberately hidden, but rather it should be that of an ordinary old man.

A state of returning to nature.

This is the contemporary Taoist priest of Mount Longhu - Zhang Zhiwei!

That is the old Taoist priest mentioned by Yamucha, and he is also a legendary master who can defeat anyone at once.

Enigmatic yet ordinary, these two apparently contradictory words are put together yet are very appropriate.

Grandmaster, the real grandmaster.

This was the first impression that the old Taoist priest gave to Yamcha.

Behind him were a few Taoist priests in blue, all of whom had a very powerful aura, stronger than Zhang Lingyu who had just fought with Yamucha.

"I am Yamucha, paying my respects to the old Heavenly Master!"

Yamucha bowed to the old Taoist priest very seriously when he saw him, and then said in a very serious tone: "Your value cannot be measured by mundane things like money."

He took out a black card and gently placed it on the table.

"There's 1 billion in this card!"

"All of them will be donated to the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain."

The indifferent tone seemed to be talking about one hundred yuan instead of one billion.

"hiss"

Even the disciples who had followed the old master through many storms gasped when they heard this.

One billion.
That's the beauty of money.

No matter which world you are in, money is enough to solve 99% of the problems.

After experiencing several worlds, the thing that Yamcha has the most is money. Just by casually trading his money, he can earn more money than an ordinary person could imagine in his entire lifetime.

But the old Taoist priest cannot be bought off simply with money.

Money is just a stepping stone, just to see him.

Only.

"Wow, I didn't expect that an old man like me would be so valuable at my age." The old Taoist stroked his long beard on his chin and laughed happily.

The only person who had no reaction at all was the old Taoist priest. Even Zhang Lingyu was stunned by Yamucha's handwriting. He just didn't have much concept of money, but that didn't mean he didn't know about money.

He still understands the difference between one billion and one thousand yuan.

There is no other reason, there are just too many of them.

"This is not the place to have this conversation."

Seeing more and more tourists gathered around him, the old Taoist priest simply waved his hand and said, "Follow me to the backyard."

Following the old Taoist priest, they soon arrived at the Taoist priest's private residence. An antique building caught their eyes. On a huge stone outside the gate, Yamucha saw the four words "Tao is from Qingxu" engraved on it.

These four characters are vigorous and powerful, yet ethereal. Just a glance at them seems to give one some understanding. Just like the characters that Yamcha took from Netero, they contain the "Tao".

After cups of hot tea were served, the old master waved his hand and signaled his disciples to leave.

Soon, the old Taoist priest and Yamcha were the only ones left in the room.

"Finally gone."

When the old Taoist priest said this, his expression relaxed, and his whole aura changed drastically. If he was an unfathomable and ordinary old man just now, now the old Taoist priest gave Yamucha the feeling of a kind old man next door who often asked you to play chess with him but always regretted his moves.

"Tell me, my friend, why did you spend so much money to come see me?"

Old naughty boy.

This was the second impression the old Taoist priest gave to Yamucha.

"I want to take you as my master, old master."

PS: The setting of the alien in Under One Person is that he will be unable to take care of himself after being beaten by modern firearms, but I have set a very high setting for Qi, and the "art" in this world is also a god-level skill, which can be used in other worlds to perform a lot of tricks.

　Listen to you, change 100 billion to 1 billion, listen to people's advice and have enough food
　　
　
(End of this chapter)