Chen Ang said such cruel words so easily, which made Qiao Si even more frightened. His mind was blank for a moment. When the silver fire above his head reflected Chen Ang's shadow in front of him, he suddenly came to his senses. He had only one thought in his mind: "This is a true demon!" He was about to escape, but as soon as the thought arose, he was dispelled.

"If you sell your wealth and hide your name, you may not be found by that great enemy. What's the point of living like this? Such a true demon must have real skills. If you miss this opportunity, my family will be rich and even the whole family will be killed in one day! Wouldn't you hear that it's not poisonous to be a husband!"

Qiao Si's thoughts suddenly turned into many thoughts, but he finally made up his mind by being ruthless in his heart.

Immediately, I gritted my teeth and said, "Immortal Master, Qiao is willing to offer most of the wealth to you, and I will continue to offer it every year in the future. The Qiao family is also a wealthy family in Jin, with countless wealth. The old ginseng in Changbai Mountain, pearls with big eyes in the South China Sea, beautiful jade in the northwest, rare birds and beasts, what does the immortal master want? Qiao must have found it for the immortal master... Even if it is a boy or a girl, the population is not a problem."

Chen Ang just sneered: "My conditions have been stated!"

Qiao Si kowtowed again: "Immortal Master, Qiao cannot be such an unfilial person! I am willing to pay a price of ten thousand gold, so why should the Immortal Master force me?"

Chen Ang thought to himself: "Of course, it is to make you suffer and seek death!" But he couldn't say that, but just smiled faintly and asked, "The secular wealth you mentioned is the most valuable thing to me." After that, he shook the overseas goods on his body from his sleeves, and gold, jade, and pearls poured down, burying and pushing Qiao Si's body down.

Qiao Si looked at the cat-eye gems beside him, countless gold and pearls and jades, and suddenly lost his voice with a sound in his head. When he looked at Chen Ang again, there was a deep, fearful and awe-inspiring look in his eyes. Chen Ang sneered: "If you weren't for your perseverance, you knew to seize the fate. Even if you were rich enough to compete with the country, you wouldn't want to see me. What you call family wealth and me are just like dirt, and you still want to ask for more?"

Speaking of these words, Qiao Si never believed it. In Qiao Si's eyes, even an immortal could still bribe money. It was not that he was arrogant, but that the businessman was just aware of his temperament. But how could he pay such a terrible price to ask someone to eradicate the enemy?

But among so many gold and jade, Qiao Si really couldn't tell the difference. He really knew how luxurious the wealth of a cultivator was. He didn't dare to have any superiority in his heart. He just humbled himself into the mud and begged: "Immortal, you need to cultivate the Dharma and refine treasures. Although the Qiao family is small and small, some people can still find you. Qiao is willing to be a cow and a horse for the immortal, and only asks for help. This time, don't make things difficult for Qiao!"

Chen Ang felt even colder when he heard this. He looked at him like a dead person, and asked back: "Use my magic power to make you a cow and a horse. Even if you kill your whole family, it will be a matter between the soul and soul refining. Why do you have to trade with you?"

Qiao Si said in surprise: "This..."

Chen Ang sneered: "Can you force others to plunder the population, can't I force you to plunder the population? Why do you still have to deal with you?" He saw Qiao Si's expression on his face panic, panic, hideous, and angry flashed countless times before he spoke interestingly: "In the eyes of a certain family, how is it different from the servants who beggars on the street who let you kill? Why can you exchange them for your safety?"

"Maybe you think your life is more valuable than them, but you are all the same in your eyes. If I make you willingly give your own, you will never replace it with others. This is the reason why I trade with you. We practitioners of Taoism have always traded fairly. They say that you trade your soul. Even if you exchange for ten thousand souls of others, it is absolutely impossible, do you know?"

When Qiao Si heard Chen Ang say this, no matter how angry he was, he knew there was no other way. He wanted to say anything to Chen Ang again, but saw him sitting upright on the divine platform with his eyes closed. He obviously didn't want to speak anymore, so he had to pick up the bone statue, wrap it in his arms, and asked carefully: "I'll agree with the conditions of the Immortal Master, but what are the taboos in this demon golem? Please inform the Immortal Master."

Chen Ang's eyes were half open and he replied casually: "This demon can be used to control zombies to defeat enemies, but it is quite effective. If you use your essence and blood to provide for you, you can bless you with wealth and safety. Also, the zombies refined with this golem must be your blood relatives. The closer they get, the better, because zombies will suck blood when they suck blood. After harming your enemies, except for your blood relatives, others will suck your essence and blood when they see it, which is very dangerous."

Qiao Si asked, "What should I do if this zombie is too weak and cannot defeat my enemy?"

"Although that zombie is a success, it is also a ferocious thing. Hundreds of big men are not enough to kill it. If it is a third-rate left-hand man, it will definitely not be able to defeat it. But if it is a more powerful person, then you have to die obediently. The power of zombies is about five levels. Among them, if the corpse in the grave turns into white bones, it is the lowest-level skeleton. If it is a good Feng Shui and a well-preserved wet corpse, it will be refined into a walking corpse, with infinite power and invulnerable swords and guns, which is the second-level."

"If a fresh corpse killed, if it does not dissipate its resentment, it will produce white hair. It is a white zombie, which is more powerful than a zombie and ranks third. Some people with magic can't escape its killing. But there is one thing you must remember, never let the zombie suck the blood of his relatives, otherwise it will be fierce, and the white hair will fade away all over the body and grow red hair, which is ten times more dangerous."

Chen Ang explained to him one by one, but he didn't mention whether this red-haired zombie could be driven by the White Bone God statue. Qiao Si wanted to ask, but when he saw Chen Ang laughing, he understood. The devil seemed to remind him, but in fact he was encouraging him to start. All he wanted was the zombie he worked hard to sacrifice and let him use his own population to refine his corpse for himself.

Qiao Si said in his heart: "This demon has such a cruel mind. He doesn't take Fucai and Gold in his eyes. He just wants to threaten me with the danger of my family and ask me to help him refine a powerful zombie." He thought he had grasped Chen Ang's thoughts, so he stopped asking. He made up his mind and thanked him again and again, so he said goodbye and left.

After he left for several miles, Chen Ang sighed, "Oh! I seemed to have forgotten to tell him that this statue of the White Bone God can only ban the white-haired zombies. If he sucks blood from relatives, his madness will be irresistible and he will have to suck his whole family dry... Alas! He refused to ask me, but I can't blame me."

As for the statue of the white bone that Qiao Si took away, it was a powerful Vajra White Bone Demon invited from the Heavenly Demon Picture. As long as Chen Ang had one idea, a hundred Wang Mings could be killed, but Chen Ang only wanted to kill Qiao Si, so naturally he would not tell him so much.

On the other side, Qiao Si gently pondered the statue of the white bone god, which was whiter and more delicate than the best ivory, and thought to himself: "My great master has not yet been found, where did the Feng Shui treasure land come from? The ancestral tombs before him are nowhere to be seen. I can only feel wronged by my father!" The guard next to him suddenly interrupted his thoughts and asked: "Master, it's so evil to meet this Taoist today. Do you want to tell the old master?"
Chapter completed!