How did I imitate the big villain

Chapter 128 They all say the word ‘poor’!

On the outer layer of the Treasure Pavilion, there are many training caves scattered around.

He Changsheng walked along and found that there were several monks in the transformation stage and dozens of people in the Nascent Soul stage. This battle was not small.

However, why do they look so like a mob? They are not rigorous at all, and they don't look like a guard at all.

He Changsheng asked in a low voice: "Deacon Mo, it seems that these people are not professional guards?"

Deacon Mo coughed dryly: "Ahem, save money. The spiritual energy here is not weaker than the outside world. This can be said to kill two birds with one stone for the sect. It is certainly worthy of strong promotion."

He Changsheng suddenly noticed something was wrong. This Yu Hua Xian Sect couldn't be a poor sect.

From renting a guest room for cultivation to others, to deducting his hard-earned money, and then this scene appeared before him.

They all say the word "poor"!

But after describing it through so many simulations, it seems that this is not what he thought.

Maybe it's more frugal?

Not long after, they passed through the outer three levels of the monk's cave and finally arrived at the real location of the Treasure Pavilion. A thick stone door blocked their way.

I saw Deacon Mo taking out a dozen keys from the storage ring, each key being of different lengths, and then inserting them into the holes in the stone door one by one.

Seeing that Deacon Mo carefully checked the keys in his hand every time before inserting them, He Changsheng guessed that these dozen keys probably needed to be in a fixed order, otherwise the stone door would not be able to be opened.

"Brother, this is the Treasure Pavilion. Let me accompany you in. How about your two maids waiting outside for a while?" Deacon Mo glanced at Mo Lianyun and Luo Jia and couldn't help but speak.

The sect's important place is of great importance. If even the maid can enter, it seems a bit unreasonable.

He Changsheng thought for a while and said with a smile: "Deacon Mo, there are no outsiders here. They are my maids. If you take a look, they won't be missing anything."

He is a novice in cultivation and knows nothing about treasures.

The only way to test value is a dog system.

But many times, the actual value of a treasure is not necessarily measured by how much spiritual power it can convert.

The little banshee is well-informed and may be able to play some unexpected role.

Mo Lianyun glanced at He Changsheng with some surprise. Is the sun rising in the west today?

When did this human monk become so kind? According to his usual style, he would definitely not take such good things with her.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

wrong!

There is no demon!

Which hateful human race created this bad vocabulary? How come everything has to do with their noble demon race!

"Okay! But please, brother, please don't make this matter public." Deacon Mo hesitated a little, but agreed.

He couldn't help but give face to the headmaster himself.

He Changsheng agreed wholeheartedly, as if you can rest assured that I will handle the matter.

The next scene shocked He Changsheng. He saw that there were countless magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and elixirs and herbs in the treasure pavilion, which dazzled him.

He took back his previous words, if the Yuhua Xian Sect is poor, then what does it mean to be rich!

However, although there are many things, most of them are ordinary things, with magic weapons and elixirs and herbs accounting for 90%.

Mo Lianyun on the side was not too disturbed by this, as the background here was comparable to that of the Baize Clan.

He Changsheng couldn't help but frown as he listened to the system prompts that kept coming from his ears.

Deacon Mo also introduced him while walking.

Although it was not a treasure trove, at least everything Deacon Mo had introduced was eliminated by him without exception.

Is there any mistake? Let alone the best spiritual weapon, there is not even a top-grade spiritual weapon?

He Changsheng is now very suspicious. This is just the treasure pavilion of Yuhuaxian Sect on the surface. There must be another one secretly!

He doesn't look like he has a profound foundation at all.

He Changsheng said thoughtfully: "I heard that these sects like to hide real treasures in corners, in such inconspicuous places."

Not long after, He Changsheng searched every corner, but could not see even a trace of a top-grade spiritual weapon.

On the surface, there are at least a few high-grade spiritual weapons.

"How about converting all of this into spiritual power? I guess there will be hundreds of thousands of spiritual power, right?"

He Changsheng quickly gave up this crazy idea, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare.

This treasure pavilion is not a place open to the public. If anything goes wrong, then only he will be suspected.

Li Daocun is not here yet, and there is probably no one to protect him. Even if Li Daocun exists, it may not work.

The key is that there is a big living person standing next to him. Even if he only converts a small part, he seems to have no chance to do it.

"Look at these treasures, are there any that suit your taste?" He Changsheng turned to look at the little banshee and hinted.

Mo Lianyun rolled her eyes at him, knowing that this human monk would be up to no good by bringing her in. It turned out that he was asking for something from her.

She bit her thin lips gently and whispered a few words.

When He Changsheng saw this, his face froze. He actually understood what the little banshee meant. The other party clearly said it was a 50-50 split.

No matter what, I agree first and then talk about it. Anyway, the other party can't produce any substantive evidence.

A trace of suspicion flashed across Mo Lianyun's pretty face. Did he agree so readily?

However, she still checked carefully. Although she had just found a few valuable treasures, they obviously could not catch He Changsheng's attention.

Finally, she stopped in the center of the treasure pavilion, pointed to the most dazzling sword and said, "Well, this is probably the most valuable treasure here!"

He Changsheng asked in confusion: "Why didn't I see it?"

He had already discovered that one high-grade spiritual weapon could convert five thousand spiritual powers, and its value was far less than that of nine low-grade spiritual weapons!

Deacon Mo couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of the headmaster, even the maids around him are so knowledgeable."

"This is a growth-type spiritual weapon with at least the highest potential. This kind of treasure is hard to come by, so you won't lose money if you choose it." Mo Lianyun looked like you rarely see many strange things.

He Changsheng once again fell into difficulty in choosing. If it were a top-grade spiritual weapon, it would be similar to the spiritual power that nine low-grade spiritual weapons could convert.

But the problem now is that this spiritual sword is still a high-grade spiritual weapon. If you want to be promoted to a top-grade spiritual weapon, there must be some harsh conditions.

Otherwise, there are so many powerful men in the Yuhua Immortal Sect, there is no reason for this top-quality spiritual weapon to be covered in dust.

"In other words, it is possible that this is a higher-level existence than the spiritual weapon?" He Changsheng's eyes moved slightly. If the probability is high, then it is worth a gamble.

"What are you thinking about? Even if you belong to the Yuhua Immortal Sect, you don't necessarily have a mysterious weapon, and the mysterious weapon must have a spirit. If this sword has a spirit, how can it escape the eyes of your master?" Mo Lianyun shook his head.

, signaling him not to have such naive thoughts.

(End of chapter)