Live broadcast of cultivating immortality: People around the world help me make a fortune

In the black market, if you want to speak, you can also do it, but the consequences of exposing your identity, you need to bear Meng

Xin's status and dignity, presumably no cultivator dares to do anything to her, she can be exposed if she wants, Ye Lang is different, he can't expose his identity.

Therefore, he prepared such a brand, it doesn't matter if he is angry and walks, anyway, Qingyun Zhenren does not worry about selling.

Meng Xin did not leave, but took ten picture books from the stall, as well as twenty cards, and one hundred spirit stones.

Bai Xiaoxiao did the same, wrapping the rest of the albums and cards in one go.

After giving the spirit stone.

Bai Xiaoxiao warned: "Don't sell my senior brother's album again, otherwise Miss Ben will make you live better than die!" "

Oh, I'm afraid Ye

Lang will take out another hundred picture books.

Bai Xiaoxiao was so angry that he was dying.

[Hahahahahahaha [

Laugh to death, who knows who in the black market, threats are hairy. ] 【

If you want to sell, you have to sell it, and you don't sell it.】 [

If you want to buy, you have to buy it, hahahahahaha, those immortal cultivators are also very iron-headed, they actually dare to buy it, and they also want to give a reward. 【

Honor the warriors! 】 】

【Anchor, how many albums do you still have, take them out together.】 [

Not much, just a thousand copies printed.] 【

A thousand copies is not much, ahhahaha 】

【A thousand copies will definitely not be sold, don't send so much over, leave some for us, the same model of the foundation monk, I want to buy it.】 [

Qingyun Zhenren is really so good-looking, I want to collect it, not to mention the group of female cultivators who adore him, most of them don't want to miss it. [

Don't say, it's true, the album is almost sold out.] One

hundred picture books, less than a quarter of an hour after they were taken out, only three remained.

Ye Lang took out another hundred copies.

In less than half an hour, it sold out.

Ye Lang then took...

A thousand picture books, two thousand cards, actually sold out before the market was closed.

Ye Lang earned 10.2 million spirit stones.

A huge amount of money.

Ye Lang's heart was trembling, he had never seen so many spirit stones.

Don't leave now, let alone when.

Ye Lang paid the rent, walked in the crowd, suddenly tore open the teleportation charm, and teleported away.

The person behind him who intercepted was bounced off by a light, and the system escorted Ye Lang to his guest room.

Ye Lang took off the invisibility cloak on his body and put it into the space, and then used his spiritual power to digest the medicinal power of the Yan Pill and the Hidden Breath Pill, and restored his original appearance.

After turning off the live broadcast, Ye Lang took off his clothes, sat in the tub, soaked in the medicinal bath, held a miscellaneous book in his hand, pretended to put it on it, but his divine consciousness entered the space.

The space was filled with spirit stones.

There were so many spirit stones that they almost filled the space.

"If only the space was bigger."

"You can upgrade."

"Can I upgrade now?"

"Yes."

Ye Lang looked at the spiritual power point and was pleasantly surprised to find that his spiritual power point had actually reached 100 million.

One hundred and twenty million.

If you choose to upgrade, you will not be able to use space for half a month, unless it is accelerated.

His current spiritual power points were not accelerated enough.

Ye Lang thought about it, but still chose to upgrade, the space is just a place to put "stolen goods", and his regular belongings are all in storage bags.

So it doesn't matter if you use space or not.

Ye Lang withdrew his divine sense, let the system upgrade, and immersed himself in the book.

While he was reading carefully.

The system tells him, "Several divine senses swept through your room, and you were seen."

"Look at the light, look at the light, brother's capital is big, who is smaller is embarrassed." Ye Lang said indifferently.

After a while, someone came knocking on the door.

Ye Lang got up and dressed and opened the door.

Outside the door stood several cultivators wearing Tian Yuan City law enforcement uniforms.

Ye Lang opened the door, took a step back, and asked with a smile: "I wonder what several Daoist friends are looking for me?"

The leader asked expressionlessly, "What's your name?" Scattered cultivators or sect disciples? Ye

Lang was not wearing a sect disciple uniform, only an undershirt, the tip of his hair was still dripping, and the people of the law enforcement team did not recognize his identity.

Ye Lang replied: "Daoyou, my name is Ye Lang, a disciple of the outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I was taking a medicinal bath just now, and I heard a knock on the door very urgently, and I thought that something had happened, and I didn't wear my coat, so I came to open the door for you."

"Did something happen?" If you want to come in or not, I'll get dressed first.

Ye Lang said as he naturally walked inside, confidently and boldly handed his back to the people of the law enforcement team, as if he was not afraid of what the law enforcement team would do to him.

Walking to the bathing bucket, Ye Lang took off the coat on the hanger and put it on, and then put the storage bag and disciple waist card on it, and walked out from behind the screen.

The people of the law enforcement team have not left.

Ye Lang walked to the table, picked up the wine jug on the table and said, "Do you want to have a drink?"

"You don't have to."

The person from the law enforcement team refused, he glanced at Ye Lang, and then asked, "Did you leave the inn last night?"

"Why did you leave the inn?" Ye Lang was puzzled, "The money is all given, if you don't live for a full hour, won't you lose your life."

The system was speechless: "Host, do you want to talk about yourself so much?"

"Don't make trouble, if you don't pick people, you will ask the east and the west." Ye Lang was right.

If he answered honestly, the harm of the law enforcement team would continue to ask, and he did not dare to guarantee that he could answer without leakage.

But as soon as he said this, the law enforcement captain suddenly felt that the person who was so critical could be the cultivator who made 10 million in the black market.

The law enforcement captain asked two more simple questions, saw that there was nothing to ask, and turned away.

As soon as the others left, Ye Lang packed up, came to the lobby of the inn, asked for a pot of spirit wine, stuffed two spirit stones for Xiao Er, and inquired, "What happened yesterday?" Why did the law enforcement team come knocking on my door early in the morning, I was taking a medicated bath and was almost seen.

Xiao Er immediately said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the guest officer disturbed you."

"None of your business." Ye Lang waved his hand and said indifferently, "I just want to know what happened last night?"

Xiao Er looked left and right, saw that no one paid attention to them, and immediately leaned down to Ye Lang's ear and said: "A god man appeared on the black market last night, how bold that person is, do you know?"

"How daring?" Ye Lang raised his eyebrows, pretending to be gossipy.

Xiao Er replied, "That god man actually dares to sell the portrait of Qingyun Zhenren!" "

Huh? He is so daring! Ye Lang exclaimed cooperatively.

Xiao Er said enviously: "He is really powerful, draw dot pictures, earn more than ten million spirit stones in one night, I already know that it makes so much money..." "

Hehe, I don't dare to earn ah, that is Qingyun real person, there are countless admirers, if his admirers find out their true identity, then the little life will definitely be finished."

Ye Lang said casually: "Isn't there an invisibility cloak in the black market?" Isn't it okay if you don't let it be discovered?

Xiao Er sighed, "How is it that simple, I heard that Miss Meng, the daughter of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, has gone to ask for the Mirror.

"As long as there is a tracer, the person can't run away."

Ye Lang's heart jumped, isn't it, there is actually such a good thing!