Baibao Zhenjun pointed the money at the hand of Yizhen Taoist leader: "I don't know your face, I don't know your name, I don't know where you came from - but I want to determine your whereabouts and write an inscription on your tomb. I want to buy your life."

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Who in the world sells this product?

I am willing to spend thousands of gold and unlimited gold.

With one finger of this coin, the world changes. The world of mortals suddenly appears.

"Come, come, take a look, take a look."

"I'm sharpening my scissors!"

"Baozi! Baozi! Hot buns!"

"Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel or stay in a hotel?"

There are countless fragments of dressing mirrors between heaven and earth, all left behind by Qian Chou when he fled for his life. Countless mirror fragments reflect hundreds of different kinds of light and shadow.

When Qian Chou pointed with the copper coin, these lights and shadows jumped out, responding to thousands of calls, interweaving the dust and air.

There is the salesman carrying the load, there is the shouting outside the door to welcome guests, there is the enthusiastic waiter...

Densely packed golden figures, amidst the hustle and bustle, all headed towards the hand that represented the head of Yizhen Taoism.

Money comes and goes, money is the world of mortals.

There are hundreds of kinds of people in the world, who can escape the word "money"?

Money is the courage of a hero, and money is the heart of a hero.

No one cares about your reasons, and it is difficult to move forward without money.

Hundreds of treasures, all living beings!

This is the power of the true Lord of Business!

With Kuang Ming's strength and his confidence in Yizhen Taoist leader, he could not hide his shock at this time.

Ever since the True Lord of Liancheng, Jin Qiu Ming, was exterminated by the last Yang Emperor clan, leaving behind the hateful words "Business is like an animal, cut me off as a pig", the True Lord of Business has not appeared in the world for a long time.

Unexpectedly, there is one hidden in the country of equality.

And what a terrifying accumulation of human life it is before us! No one knows how much painstaking efforts have been spent, how many business routes have been opened up, and how long it has taken to grind out the copper coins. Every penny, every commodity, every fate and luck, every trickle becomes a sea, and sand gathers into a tower, but all of them are paid for.

This blow.

All the wealth was poured into it.

He is obviously a gambler, but where is the businessman?

The wealth and dust accumulated by a True Lord of Shangdao in the past were all invested in this finger, pushing its power to an unimaginable level.

Spend your life and money!

The rolling world and endless wealth are almost turned into a paintbrush to paint the world and write about the world.

In the void, a human figure was outlined like this.

The hand belonging to Yizhen Taoist finally has a more detailed explanation. The torso, limbs, and head.

The true body that represents the One True Taoist leader has a complete form at this moment.

The battle has gone on for so many rounds, Kuang Ming, Sun Yin, and Zhao Zi have all been captured one after another, and only a complete figure of Yizhen Taoist leader can be seen.

It is indeed a world filled with materialistic desires and rampant wealth.

Money can make the world go round, and money can also buy...the complete arrival of Yizhen Taoist leader!

It was an indescribable man, wearing a black coat that covered everything.

I can't tell whether they are male or female, nor can I tell whether they are tall, short, fat or thin.

At any rate, he had already appeared there and was caught by people's eyes, so he had the respect that he had to show.

He probably wore a crown on his head, and the shadow of the crown seemed to hide the remaining traces of the Tao.

"Amazing!" he said.

He sincerely admired it because it actually made him feel a little tricky. It was tricky but not dangerous, so he still had the leisure to appreciate it.

And there was a pair of eyes that looked like black amber, embedded in his face, and he looked at him with a chaotic yet oppressive feeling——

What you see is nothing but reality.

Where does Qian Chou's wealth come from, and where does Qian Chou's dusty energy come from?

Yizhen Taoist leader stood in front of Kuang Min, who had two heads and four arms. He looked at Qian Chou from a distance, raised one hand in vain, and stretched out the other hand, just like this lightly.

Those living beings who are rolling around in the world of mortals, endlessly wealthy, and busy in their business.

Pieces disappear.

It was just erased!

It was like a puddle of filth, like a painting made with chopsticks dipped in wine, easily wiped away with a rag!

If Jiang Wang were here, he would definitely recognize him.

The scenes he encountered in Yunding Immortal Palace were once so horrifyingly remembered by him——

How the two bloody words "Tao Thief" engraved on the ruins screen that he saw disappeared one stroke at a time.

How the chains of his imprisonment were erased piece by piece.

Even the woman named Zhongqin disappeared from the guest pavilion in the south of Chiyun Mountain!

They all disappear in the same way.

And what this picture actually represents...

It is the supreme Tao, the one true Tao, [Yuan Jie Shu]!

The beginning of all things is called "Yuan", and the subtlety of all things is called "One".

This technique is to eliminate everything in the most thorough way and return the target to the eternal sea of ​​origin.

Among all the killing techniques in the world, none are so profound. If it were not for the existence of Yizhen Dao Master, who is proud of the world and all the worlds, how could the true method of returning to the source sea come from?

Sun Yin and Zhao Zi both fell into the palm of Yizhen Dao's head, which was raised in vain. At this moment, they looked at the world outside their palms and saw this with their own eyes. They were both shocked and unable to express themselves.

Kuang Min had seen it before, and even tried to master it himself, but when he saw it again, he could not help but be impressed by this power. He felt deeply in awe of the Yizhen Taoist who swept across the heavens and suppressed all directions.

Only money is ugly.

He stopped laughing.

The smile that has been on his face all year round is like a scab that has been torn off. Underneath it is a wound that has not yet healed, and blood is still dripping after many years.

He stood there in a daze, staring at everything that had disappeared.

There was obviously nothing left, but he stared blankly.

Those eyes were so sad.

It was like watching a raging fire, the flames engulfing the ruins.

That was his home and he could never go back.

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