Gui Yuanshen asked Weng Yu with a smile.

"Now, do you still want to find that compass?"

Weng Yu was in a very embarrassing state, with a head full of hair as messy as weeds, and her extravagant windbreaker was cut by the sharp blade, which was even more miserable than the beggar's cloth strip. She looked at Qimo deeply and responded in silence.

She knew many people were looking at her.

I also know that there are ridicule, sarcasm, incredible and gloating in these countless eyes. She lost a lot, and the status given by society to her is meaningless in the face of this power.

Manager of Yulintai Group

Just a commoner.

Confucian monks at the level of Pi Realm

It's even more a joke.

Weng Yu struggled to stand up while dragging her tired body. She tightly covered the wounds on her arm, and blood oozed out from the gaps in her fingers. She looked around expressionlessly, looking at every face. There were all kinds of strange things, like a vortex that was about to eat, and her eyes were dizzy.

for a long time.

She asked hoarsely: "Qionghua, what is the origin of it..."

The ghost soul still smiled faintly.

"It's just a small sect with no name. What do you do with it? I won't use this sect to force people to submit. There is no need or need. You are very talented and have a lot of potential. You are just a little stupid, you can't see the situation clearly, and you can't understand right and wrong."

Ignore Weng Yu anymore.

The ghost soul stepped forward in the air and walked towards Bu Huaqian. When he passed by Ai Chengfeng, the man did not dare to move. It said to Bu Huaqian: "I want to ask you to help Bu Yigua today and calculate your position."

Bu Huaqian nodded slowly and said, "You said that, but divination and positioning are best to assist with the relevant things."

Gui Yuanshen took out a cheap domestic mechanical watch and handed it to Bu Huaqian. It was something Zhang Haichao usually brought with him at school. Liancheng didn't want to make this scene, but after hearing the words of Yulintai, they were bound to win the compass in their hands.

Liancheng's actions were not for the people from Yulintai, but for the people from the Tianmu Sect to demonstrate.

He wanted Bu Huaqian and others to understand the price of offending the so-called Qionghua Sword Sect. He didn't know how powerful the magic technique was, but if you think about it carefully, it would not be too difficult to calculate the location of the magic weapon of the Sect with your familiarity with the compass.

By chance, Lian Cheng warned the Tianmu Sect with absolute strength not to act rashly.

At the same time, he roughly understood the strength of the ghost soul.

At least, the lower level of the Pi Realm will not be the opponent of the Ghost Yuanshen and the Snake Belly Sword. He has not used more sword moves yet. If he uses all his strength, he will be invincible under his will.

Bu Huaqian didn't dare to do other tricks. He immediately took the watch and sat cross-legged on the ground. He did not take standard fortune-telling props such as wooden compass, but asked his disciple to take his phone over and then hold it and chant it.

Lian Cheng even thought he was using his mobile fortune-telling app.

"Have it!"

Bu Huaqian looked up and asked Gui Yuanshen: "Senior, you have WeChat and Penguin account. I will send you the detailed address. Or scan the code to follow the Zhaoping Fortune Teller official account. Enter the password to get the corresponding information..."

This Tianmu School is really keeping pace with the times!

Even Cheng didn't forget. The first popular science article he read was the QR code left by Qi Wei. It seems that the disciples of the Tianmu School have not been in vain. The traditional industrial informatization route was implemented very smoothly.

"Not even." Gui Yuanshen replied with a dark face.

Bu Huaqian suddenly felt a little sorry for Senior Confusing.

Eighty-mostly, I have been practicing in the mountains and forests for half my life. I have just entered the world for a short time and I don’t understand the Internet or the fun of the Internet. Bu Huaqian is very up-to-date with the times. He has experienced "dizziness", "You are also surfing the Internet", "Are you gg or mm" old netizens of that era.

"Then...I'll help you register a phone or not?"

Liancheng couldn't turn his cell phone on the spot, so he could only continue to have a dark face: "No."

He even heard some young people in the Tianmu Sect sighing that seemed pitiful.

Who do you pity?

Finally, Bu Huaqian sent someone to find Zhang Zhaoping City’s tourist map, and used a neutral pen to circle the map. Then he handed the map and watch back to Gui Yuanshen and said, “That’s it.”

He remembered something again, sniffed to his palm, slapped the blank paper, used spiritual energy to carve out a QR code of the WeChat public account, and presented it with both hands.

"This is the fortune telling official account of Tianmu School. You can enjoy indefinitely free consultation..."

Gui Yuanshen took the thing handed over by Bu Huaqian with a surprised expression.

Bu Huaqian also said: "Follow the WeChat public account, Zhaoping Environmental Protection Culture Association will also regularly give fruit seedlings, which are special seedlings carefully cultivated by the Tianmu School. They not only have strong drought resistance and insect disease resistance, but also have natural tree patterns, which can nourish the land and make the soil more fertile..."

Liancheng didn't understand.

Through the mouth of Gui Yuanshen, he asked his doubts: "The Tianmu Sect is short of money, right?"

This sentence resonated strongly in the hearts of all the Tianmu Sect members. They nodded desperately and admitted, "Senior, what you are saying..."

"Yes, I am so poor that the cafeteria is supplied with tickets..."

"There is no benefits during the Spring Festival! And there is no holiday yet!"

Bu Huaqian's face was very unhappy. His old face turned slightly red and explained: "I said that the difficulty of obtaining capital depends on productivity and circulation level. Our seedlings are not produced at a high level and they are very difficult to sell."

Ai Chengfeng sat next to Weng Yu, who was hurt in his heart. He was happy when he heard this.

What Yulintai is most lacking is money.

Liancheng asked: "Do you have a government way?"

The Tianmu Sect and others shook their heads.

Ai Chengfeng nodded, there is one in Yulintai!

Liancheng asked again: "Do you have channels for promotion at the upper level?"

Bu Huaqian shook his head awkwardly again.

Ai Chengfeng wished he could shout out loud, we have this Yulintai too! Find us Yulintai!

Liancheng was puzzled: "Then why don't you build special fruit trees yourself and contract large orchards to sell fruits? The fruits grown from spiritual energy should taste very popular. They are engaged in drought-resistant seedlings, but they have no government channels and promotion channels. Do you want to go to Sahara to do charity?"

Bu Huaqian was stunned.

He opened his mouth and swallowed it again. His old face turned red, and turned blue and white. He stomped his feet on the spot, and hit his thighs hard with his fists. Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey he

"Why didn't I expect it! Do it immediately, do it immediately! Planting trees is a great merit, but growing vegetables and fruits isn't it?"

Everyone in the Tianmu Sect was stunned, and whispered to each other, and found that this was very confusing.

Uncle Wang whispered to Xiaolan: "See, it's a great opportunity for our Tianmu Sect to get to know Qionghua Master! The old demon black smoke taught us how to cultivate our own swordsmanship, and this demon immortal guided us to make a fortune. What is the selfless spirit of international gcism that Sect Master Bu has been pursuing!"

Their admiration for the Qionghua Sword Sect in their hearts was even stronger.

A great immortal is a great immortal, and it is indeed different innately!

Ai Chengfeng was stunned. What is the operation of Tianmu Sect?

With the sound of "Great Demon and Fairy", the ghost soul left.

Bu Huaqian was very tough this time and threw the check book to Ai Chengfeng and said, "Our Tianmu Sect doesn't want your Yulintai money, go back. Don't mention the compass matter again."

Ai Chengfeng has no choice.

He left Tianmu Hot Spring Villa with the gift from Uncle Wang on his face and Weng Yu, who was tragically slammed. Before leaving, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Innately, do whatever you want!"
Chapter completed!