The richest man in the world starts from picking up tatters

"Boy, good skill, in fact, I am not malicious to you. Just now I just wanted to try your skill, it really is a young talent!"

Pharaoh Wan tried his best to make his expression full of kindness.

Of course Su Cheng wouldn't just believe that.

This huge change in attitude made him a little nauseous.

"State your purpose of coming here."

Su Cheng asked coldly.

The messenger of the doomsday stood before him.

Pharaoh Wan sighed and shook his head:

"The young man should not be so aggressive. The old man is the ancestor of the Pharaohs in Miaojiang, and he is also a senior expert in the spiritual world."

"The man lying on the ground is my apprentice. He turned his back on his teacher and harmed many innocent girls. In order to clear the door, I passed by here and shot him to death."

After that, he looked at the blueprint's body and said:

"It's a pity that his deeds for decades have been destroyed by desire."

Su Cheng looked on coldly.

Xindao: Labor and management believe you are a ghost, are you a fool?

The messenger of the doomsday had already informed Su Cheng of what he saw and heard with thoughts, including what the ancestor Wan said when he killed his disciple.

This is really a bloody crime caused by coveting one's own spiritual field.

However, Su Cheng was not sure of defeating the opponent.

After all, the ancestor of Ten Thousand Pharaohs is the existence of Huangjie Dzogchen.

"It turns out that you are the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Pharaohs, and you have been admiring for a long time. What seemed straight out just now is a misunderstanding."

Su Cheng lied to the snake, showing a hypocritical smile.

"Hehe, the misunderstanding is just to be clear. The so-called don't fight or get acquainted, I don't know what the young man calls!?"

Patriarch Wan Pharaoh smiled inwardly.

Older gingers are more spicy.

A young man wants to play tricks with my ancestors?

"The ancestor is polite, the lay surname is Su, and the Taoist name is Xuande."

Su Cheng politely said.

Xuande?

Pharaoh's ancestor looked weird.

"I don't know where the little brother Xuande is going out?"

If there is a Taoist name, the ancestor Wan Pha must be cautious.

Otherwise, another powerful person will be provoked, and now his state is not much sure to protect himself.

Su Cheng shook his head leisurely.

"Hey, it doesn't matter where the teacher goes out, it's a declining little school after all, how can it be compared to your ancestor."

It turned out to be an unfamiliar little sect, and the ancestor Wan Fa was relieved.

He then smiled:

"Little friend Xuande, I am going through the treasure land, and I love this spiritual field. I don't know if the little fellow can cut love, I am willing to pay enough sincerity."

Su Cheng blinked, and finally came to the topic.

"I don't know what the sincerity of the older generation refers to?"

Pharaoh's ancestor heard the words and felt like a show.

If he could talk well, he certainly wouldn't do it.

"Little Taoist friends, look at this ginseng. It is five hundred years old. It can be eaten for longevity and life, and it can be supplemented!"

"Look at this relic again, it is left by the Buddhist monk's seated position. Wearing it on your body can increase your life. You will not be confused when you encounter problems, and your spiritual roots will be pure and flawless."

"Look at this flying star stone again. It is made from a meteorite from outside the sky. Only a little bit of true energy can make you have the ability to fly. Legend can also make flying swords!"

"And this..."

The ancestor Wan Pha pulled out the valuable treasures one by one from his cloth pocket, seeing Su Cheng's eyes glowing.

It seems that this old guy has a lot of treasures, and Su Cheng said that he wants them all.

And if the system can digest these treasures, it is estimated that the value of rewarding oneself can be hundreds of times!

It's just that the system only accepts garbage, what can I do?

How to turn the ancestors' things into rubbish is a question worth pondering.

"For the old man, these treasures are already outside the body. If the little Taoist friend can give this treasure to the old man, all these things can be given to you."

Wan Pharaoh’s ancestors were full of expectations.

He didn't believe that Su Cheng could bear this temptation!

However, the next second, he saw Su Cheng frowned, as if worried.

"Little Taoist friends, are you still not satisfied?"

The Patriarch Wan Pharaoh's tone was a little worried and a little angry.

This kid is so greedy!

Is this to rob my ancestors?

Su Cheng sighed:

"My ancestor, to be honest, I really want to do this business with my ancestor, but I can't violate the order of the teacher!"

"The order of the teacher?"

Patriarch Wan Pharaoh wondered.

"Little Taoist friends might as well talk and listen, there may be a workaround."

Su Cheng said with a distressed look,

"My ancestors don't know something. The school I belong to is not well-known, but it has strict rules."

"All disciples outside the school must be low-key, so we must make a living by picking up rubbish. If we violate the entry prohibition of the teacher, the elders of the teacher will definitely be furious."

"I got this field by accident, and I am planning to hand it over to the division in a few days."

Picking up garbage for a living?

Hearing this, the ancestor Wan Phara's beard trembled.

What is this gate rule?

Simply unheard of.

Big Nima is amazing!

"So ancestor, if I get something other than rubbish, I will definitely be noticed by the teacher, then I will be miserable!"

Su Cheng's upset look made the ancestor Wan Pharaoh be astonished.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

"Ancestor, do you really want this field?"

Su Cheng suddenly stared at the ancestor, as if he wanted to see through the ancestor's heart.

The ancestor Wan Phara was startled, and then sterned and said:

"This is natural, the old man will not lie to you."

"Well, actually there is a way for the younger generation, I don't know if the ancestor is willing."

Su Cheng suddenly said seriously.

"what?"

The Patriarch Wan Pharaoh had an unknown premonition in his heart.

"Ancestor, why don't you give me some rubbish in exchange?"

Su Cheng speaks surprisingly.

"What! Nonsense, how can I carry garbage on my ancestors, uh..."

Pharaoh's ancestor raised his sleeves and scolded angrily, then suddenly startled.

Because he saw Su Cheng's eyes kept staring at the baby he just took out.

As a century-old human spirit, the ancestor Wan Pharaoh immediately reacted.

"Oh, rubbish, ancestors, I have rubbish, I can give you whatever you want!"

Patriarch Wan Pharaoh reacted.

Throwing the flying star stone the size of an eye in his hand at Su Cheng's feet.

"This flying star stone is a waste to the ancestors, rubbish, it doesn't hurt to give it to you!"

Su Cheng stroked his palm and praised.

"Wonderful, the ancestor is really happy, I like to deal with people like ancestors."

After that, he leaned over and picked up this black, non-slippery flying star stone, like a coal lump.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for picking up a flying star stone, system reward (lucky jade talisman bonus): Wangshu sword!

[Wang Shujian: Qionghua sword elders have gone through three generations in one line, collected the precious treasures of the world, and spent a long time to cast them.

[Additional ability: the flying sword, arousing aura, it is said that this sword contains a sword spirit, and it comes out when there is a chance to kill the enemy.

The next moment.

Su Cheng sensed a crystal blue sword in the woven bag space in his pocket.

The attached luminous light is as clear as autumn water, and the sword body and the hilt are connected, and there is a faint icy air. This is the Wangshu sword.

Su Cheng faintly remembered that there was a sword named Wangshu in the Fourth Immortal Sword Game.

There is also a sword called Xihe.

I didn't expect to get one of them now.

"This ginseng, relics, centipede blood, etc. are all rubbish, and I don't bother to ask for it."

The ancestor Wan Pharaoh threw all the remaining treasures under his feet with a look of contempt.

It seems that these things are really rubbish.

"Little Taoist friend, I have given you the Flying Star Stone, and I have already shown my sincerity. As long as you promise to give me this field, the remaining "trash" will be yours."

Pharaoh Wan said with a smile.

He feels so smart.

Su Cheng smiled and nodded happily:

"Of course, all these rubbish are mine, and this field is also mine!"

When the ancestor Wan Phara heard this, his face suddenly changed.

"You fool me?"

"Fuck you? No, I'm just fooling you. I'm not fooling you. I didn't discuss it."

"Old ancestor, you have only one choice now, leave the trash and get out!"

Su Cheng smiled and said.

Throw the right palm to the distance.

A silver talisman seal left his hand.

"boom!"

A giant one foot tall suddenly appeared!

"Yellow Turban Warrior!"

The ancestor of Wan Phara was shocked!

The Yellow Turban Warrior is a high-level spell unique to Taoism, and it must be possessed by an expert in Taoism.

And according to the cultivation base of the practitioner, the strength of the yellow turban warrior will be different.

But in the rumors, in the same realm, the strength of the yellow turban is incomparable!

Although the ancestor of Wan Phara called himself the ancestor of Miao, in the final analysis, he was best at picking yin and replenishing yang, and he was regarded as a crooked way by righteous people.

Many of his methods that he pretends to be the bottom of the box can't get into the eyes of the big sect.

Just the means of a yellow turban warrior can make him feel at a loss!

"Boy, who are you? You can never be a disciple from an unfamiliar school!"

Wan Pharaoh said in horror.

Su Cheng casually hit the Ruyi gravity stick on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Old guy, why should I tell you, take time? Yellow-turbaned man, Fedetek, get on it!"

Huang Zhonglitu and the messenger of the doomsday got the order and rushed to the ancestor of the ten thousand pharaohs aggressively.

One is good at strength.

One swallows blood.

The ancestor Ling Wanfa didn't know what to do for a while.

"Boy, count you cruel! But ancestors, I am not a vegetarian!"

The voice of the ancestor Wan Pharam fell, and the whole body was confused and blurred.

The yellow turban warrior and the doomsday messenger suddenly lost their attack direction.

Su Cheng sneered.

Play this set in front of Xiaoye?

The golden pupil opened his vision and immediately found the figure of the patriarch Wan Pharaoh.