Live Broadcast: What Does It Have To Do With Me If The World Of Cultivation Has Become A Piece Of Sh

Ignore the envious and jealous onlookers around you.

Chen Feng smiled and picked up the wine bottle in his arms and said, "You came at the right time, let's come together."

As he spoke, he placed the wine bottle on the floor along with pens, wash beads and other broken writing utensils. He used his left hand to care for the utensils and his right hand to instill Literary Aura.

The wine bottle soon let out a light and refreshing ethereal cry.

Chen Feng said to himself while nourishing those cultural vessels: "As a person blessed by heaven and literature, I just can't bear to see the treasures covered with dust and damaged. Unfortunately, my ability is limited. Raising twenty or thirty items is the limit."

"If you still have brothers and sisters, then ask them to come here quickly. The opportunity is right in front of you. After passing this village, there is no such store."

"..."

Everyone around is speechless. Do you want to see what you are talking about? !

If I raise twenty or thirty, I won’t be afraid of draining you dry!

"You're laughing so hard. This person doesn't think he can trick those treasures like this, does he?"

"Yes, twenty or thirty items. Does he want to pack away the things from Wenchang Mansion?"

"In the past six thousand years, the total number of treasures acquired by people in Wenchang Mansion is less than thirty."

Unfortunately, the next moment, they were all slapped in the face.

Around the main hall, shadows flew out of the void and landed in Chen Feng's arms.

On his lap where he was sitting cross-legged, there were five pieces of dusty and damaged writing utensils.

A scroll of sapphire scraps and a broken wolf-hair pen.

An inkstone with a missing corner, an animal skin book with no text.

The last thing is a intact light cyan bead, which is exactly the same as the turquoise bead that Chen Feng placed on his plate just now, but with a different color.

"This this…"

Everyone's eyes opened as wide as possible, their mouths slowly opened, and Aba Aba started talking.

[Hahaha, I like their inexperienced look. ]

[Two-dog syndrome, ongoing infection. ]

[Babys: Come on, Jimeis, here is a rich and handsome man who has a great job and a lot of food! ]

[Others: No, he is here to purchase goods! ]

[Are you trying to laugh me to death so you can inherit my Huabei? ]

[2333…]

The first person to break the quiet atmosphere was Wang Hao.

I saw him holding his hands and the corners of his mouth raised crazily, as if he had already seen through everything.

"Haha, I knew it, I knew it would be like this. Hui Niang, look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"no no…"

Bai Huiniang shook her head blankly.

Others searched for a long time and found nothing, but as soon as Chen Feng set up his stall, countless treasures came to show him.

No one would believe this if I really told it.

"Little darlings, let me give you a little sweetness to quench your thirst first, and I will give you a big meal later."

Chen Feng packed everything up with a smile, then turned around and snapped his fingers.

"Let's go to the next place."

"Well, junior brother, I really belong to you."

Wang Hao followed behind with a smile. After walking a few steps, he realized that Bai Huiniang had not followed.

He immediately trotted back, pulling Bai Huiniang, who had not recovered, and followed Chen Feng.

The others finally came to their senses.

"Damn it! Did he just say to go to the next place?"

"Nima, are you planning to wipe out the entire Wenchang Mansion in one fell swoop?!"

Suddenly someone reacted, pulled the companion next to him and whispered: "Yes! Junior brother, let's go to another place quickly, imitate his pretense, and see if we can lure the treasure!"

"That's right! Let's go! Let's go! Don't wait until someone gets ahead of you!"

Many people thought of imitating Chen Feng in fishing to lure treasures, and they ran out of the hall sneakily one by one. Others suddenly became curious.

"Hey, what are they doing in such a hurry?"

"I know, they plan to imitate that guy just now to catch treasures!"

"I'll go! It's so shameless. You can learn this, but no, we have to use the same method to stop them!"

Some literary cultivators couldn't help laughing.

"We are literary cultivators, and we have Literary Aura! It's a huge advantage!"

"Yes, hahaha!!"

Some of the sword cultivators and martial arts cultivators who got the quota suddenly became unhappy.

"Damn it, this is Wen Xiu's home field after all..."

"Yeah, we don't have Literary Aura, how can we win against them..."

"Not all treasures need Literary Aura, right? There have been other monks who have obtained treasures here before."

When those literary cultivators were excitedly preparing to leave and go to other halls to imitate Chen Feng, someone was suddenly stunned.

"Ah...do you have any extra Literary Aura?"

Everyone else was stunned immediately.

"Um, I...I haven't received any blessing from literature in two years. I don't have even a drop of it in my body."

"Not long ago, I completely refining the Nurturing Spirit soul... and there was not even a drop of it."

"Every time I get it, I only get a few. They are all used to strengthen the soul and the seal. Where is there any left..."

"..."

All the writers fell silent.

After all, they are not like Chen Feng who can obtain a large amount of Literary Aura every time and cannot refining it in a short time.

They finally produced an article and received the blessing of literature, but only a little bit.

This little bit of Literary Aura was immediately absorbed and refined by them, and would not remain in the body.

There is not a single bit of Literary Aura in the body, which is 99.99% of the current situation of literary cultivation.

When the other monks heard this, they immediately became happy.

"Pfft, hahaha, I worry about not being able to compete with you literary cultivators for nothing, and this is the result?"

"You don't have a drop of Literary Aura left in your body, so you are the only one who is still a literary scholar, hahaha!"

"Yeah, it's pretty much the same as us."

"..."

Those literary cultivators were so angry that they wanted to hit people. These words were not very harmful, but they were really insulting.

When Chen Feng caught seven more dusty and damaged artifacts in the second temple, this method became known and imitated by more people.

As soon as the monks from behind came over, they found that the painting style of the entire Wenchang Mansion had become very strange.

In every palace, temple, courtyard or corner, there are people "setting up street stalls".

Those people sat on the ground, holding things in front of them.

While nurturing, she said incomprehensible and sexy words such as "Baby, baby, come on", "Baby, I can keep more".

Of course, when they found out what happened, they immediately joined in shamelessly.

The Second Prince and others walked around and found that the entire style of Wenchang Mansion had changed.

"He, what are they doing?"

"This... my subordinates don't know either. Your Highness, wait a moment, I'll go ask."

After the male guard behind the second prince, Chi Yu, finished speaking, he immediately found someone to ask.

Soon he came back with a strange look on his face.

"Your Highness, they say this can attract those reclusive babies to come out and throw themselves into their arms."

"????"

After hearing this, the second prince looked at Akabane with a dull expression, as if he was saying, are you serious?

But thinking that Akabane would not lie to him, he couldn't help but ask: "Where did they come up with this weird method?"

Akabane said: "Your Highness, they said that there is already a literary cultivator with weird behavior who has harvested many treasures using this method."

"What??!"

The second prince finally lost his composure.

Akabane said: "Your Highness, should we also..."

The second prince looked at the funny looks of those around him, and his face suddenly became unnatural.

Learn, if you lose your dignity, you may not be able to get a treasure.

If you don't learn, your dignity will be there, but you will definitely not be able to compete with those monks who find the right method.

"Learn, learn..."

The second prince eventually joined the group of people setting up stalls and fishing.