The middle-aged Taoist priest is Bai Chunjiang's senior brother, named Bai Chunyu.
Bai Chunyu has been a genius since he was a child. He and Bai Chunjiang worshiped the same master, so there is only one word difference in their names.
But the opportunities for the two people are very different.
Bai Chunyu has been the successor in the eyes of his master since he was a child, and he is a genius in the eyes of his peers.
Bai Chunjiang is mediocre, not as good as Bai Chunyu in terms of cultivation, but he is also okay in terms of his conduct as a person.
But all this seemed insignificant in front of Bai Chunyu.
Until that day, Bai Chunyu and Bai Chunjiang's master passed away due to illness, leaving behind a large amount of treasures, which were divided between the two brothers.
Bai Chunyu did not snatch his junior brother's share. He still disdained to occupy his junior brother's share, so he divided it in half, and then practiced hard, aiming for the position of head teacher.
However, Bai Chunjiang took the things given by his master to Tiandi Bank and exchanged them for a Pure Yang Immortal Sword. Then he studied hard and relied on the power of the Pure Yang Immortal Sword to practice the Pure Yang Sword Technique and became extremely proficient.
In this way, Bai Chunjiang caught up with him, until a few years ago, when they competed for the position of head teacher, the two senior brothers came to the end.
That battle was very fierce, and the elders of Chunyang Immortal Sect praised it.
The final result was naturally that Bai Chunjiang won. With the help of the Pure Yang Immortal Sword, he won this key battle and became the head coach.
And Bai Chunyu became the new chief elder of the elders group.
The succession of successive heads of the Chunyang Immortal Sect will be managed by new people, and the group of elders will also be completely replaced. The older generation will all leave and be handed over to the new successors.
Bai Chunjiang became the headmaster, Bai Chunyu became the great elder, and the two brothers controlled the Chunyang Immortal Sect. It should have been a happy situation for everyone.
But there has always been a hurdle in Bai Chunyu's heart.
He didn't lose to Bai Chunjiang, but to Chunyang Fairy Sword.
The Pure Yang Immortal Sword was so fierce that his magic weapon was chopped into pieces, and all attacks seemed to be vulnerable to the power of the Immortal Sword.
Without the Pure Yang Immortal Sword, now his and Bai Chunjiang's positions have to be swapped.
So Bai Chunyu got the pocket watch and came to Tiandi Bank.
Now Li Xiandao placed the Chunyang Sword on the table and looked at Bai Chunyu.
I will take out the fairy sword, what price will you pay
Bai Chunyu gritted his teeth and said, "Can I take away 10,000 kilograms of pure Yang spirit liquid?"
"Okay, ten thousand kilograms of pure Yang spirit liquid can be taken away for a hundred years." Li Xiandao thought about it and settled on a more reasonable price.
The ten thousand kilograms of pure Yang spirit liquid ordered by the previous owner can be borrowed for ten thousand years, which is equivalent to one kilogram of pure Yang spirit liquid per year.
When did immortal artifacts become so worthless
Li Xiandao's past hundred years were considered cheap. He originally wanted to spend ten years, but that was too evil, so he changed his mind.
"Okay, deal." Bai Chunyu said firmly, reaching out to touch the Pure Yang Fairy Sword, feeling excited.
Although the position has been decided now, having the Pure Yang Immortal Sword cannot change the situation.
But Bai Chunyu still wanted to prove that he did not lose to Bai Chunjiang, but to his fairy sword.
Li Xiandao ignored his obsessed look, snapped his fingers and said, "Xiao Qi, prepare the contract and write down the liquidated damages and so on."
Xiao Qi prepared the contract obediently and handed it to Li Xiandao.
Li Xiandao took one look at it and pushed it directly to Bai Chunyu, saying: "Sign it after you confirm it is correct."
After Bai Chunyu checked it carefully, there was really no problem and he wrote his name.
"Hand over 10,000 kilograms of pure Yang spirit liquid, and take away the Pure Yang sword." Li Xiandao said with a slight smile.
The recovered Pure Yang Immortal Sword was kept in the Tiandi Bank and then loaned out, earning another 10,000 kilograms of Pure Yang Spiritual Liquid. This was the best way to maximize profits.
Bai Chunyu put together all his wealth, more than 10,000 years of savings, and what his master had given him back then, and made up 10,000 kilograms of pure Yang spirit liquid, which he gave to Xiao Qi.
During this process, he held onto the Pure Yang Immortal Sword the whole time and was reluctant to let go.
Seeing that the transaction was completed, Li Xiandao waved his hand and sent Bai Chunyu directly out of Tiandi Bank.
"I lent a fairy sword to my junior brother. I took it back and lent it to my senior brother. This business was done well." Xiao Qi praised Li Xiandao.
Li Xiandao smiled and said: "Take it back in a hundred years and then lend it to their apprentices."
"What a good idea." Xiao Qi was amused by Li Xiandao.
Li Xiandao looked at Xiao Qi's happy smile and chuckled, "This contract is over, are there any others?"
"Yes, but I suggest you don't deal with the contract yet. Guests are coming." Xiao Qi said seriously after smiling.
"So fast?" Li Xiandao asked in surprise before seeing off a guest.
"The more customers you have, the more you can earn, and this time it's a really big customer." Xiao Qi said seriously.
"Big guest?" Li Xiandao asked in confusion: "How big is the guest?"
"Didn't you stare at the eighteenth-level abyss before, with your eyes on the core of the world in the last era?" Xiao Qi asked.
Li Xiandao's eyes lit up and he said, "Are the guests coming from the abyss?"
"Yes, he is still one of the four kings in the abyss." Xiao Qi nodded.
"Let him come in, and I will receive him." Li Xiandao said immediately, straightened his appearance, and continued to sit in his seat without moving.
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The eighteenth level in the eighteen-level abyss.
A large group of people gathered around the edge of the abyss, constantly digging for something. Through the darkness, one could clearly see that a broken core of the world appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"This is the big world of the last era. After the collapse, only this small piece is left, but the origin of the world is enough for us to become immortals in the human world without having to go through this damn thunder tribulation." A figure with a ghostly figure The man said.
"King Yaksha, what you said makes sense, but the problem now is that we cannot dig out the core of this world, because once it is dug out, it will definitely cause a sensation, and countless masters will come and we will not be able to resist it. "A man wearing a devil mask said.
"I know what King Lanling is worried about, so I have already found a friend, and he will come to help us when the time comes." A man with a noble air in the world said.
"King Zhou, you invite others privately without consulting us?" A three-meter-tall giant glared at King Zhou.
"King Giant, don't say that you didn't invite others in private. Everyone knows it, so don't tell anyone." King Zhou said coldly.
"You..." The Giant King glared at King Zhou.
"Okay, since you called someone, I will call you too, but please remember, if you go to move the core of the world without notifying me, we will fight to the death." King Lanling looked at Zhou coldly. king.
King Zhou looked at him coldly, showing no sign of weakness.
"Let's go." King Lanling turned around and left. The Giant King snorted angrily and followed closely behind.
King Zhou said coldly: "Let's go too. How many people did you invite?"
"Several of them are people who have taken the destiny nine times. Their strength should not be underestimated." King Yaksha said.
"That's good, this time the core of the world must be ours." King Zhou said firmly.
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