Ye Ming smiled and said: "One God Coin can now be exchanged for a hundred Martial God Coins, and 500 million is only 50 billion Martial God Coins, which is really not much."
Xin Zhao looked at him strangely: "Why is it a hundred coins? I'm not talking about the Fatian Divine Coin, but the Immortality Coin."
Ye Ming almost jumped up: "What? Immortality coins?"
You know, one longevity coin can be exchanged for thirty-six thousand Fatian coins! Five hundred million Fatian spiritual coins, that is eighteen trillion Fatian coins! 1.8 million Martial God Coins!
Xin Zhao: "Of course. The benefits from the Holy Land, the Great Sect, the Imperial Dynasty, and other big worlds are huge. In addition, the number of disciples in our temple is not large, so the monthly salary is relatively high."
Ye Ming couldn't help but ask: "Brother, how do you spend so much money?"
Xin Zhao smiled: "When you become a Martial Saint, you won't ask this question. There are too many places to spend money, and this little money is simply not enough."
Ye Ming was speechless for a while. Eighteen trillion Fatian coins a month were not enough
After walking out of the stone gate, Xin Zhao handed a set of martial arts brochures to Ye Ming and said: "This set of martial arts is called the 'Heaven-turning Hand', and it can eventually be cultivated into the 'Heaven-turning Seal' magical power. This is what I know. Our temple is the most powerful." Martial arts."
Ye Ming was delighted: "Thank you, senior brother."
"Don't thank me yet." Xin Zhao looked at him, "I haven't finished speaking yet. So far, no one has mastered this martial skill. I really look forward to you rewriting history."
Ye Ming looked strange: "No one has mastered it? Who created this set of martial arts?"
"Of course it's that great man." Xin Zhao smiled, "The fact that you can master this martial skill means that you are really qualified to be inherited."
Ye Ming shrugged and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try. Senior brother, I still have some things to deal with and I can't stay in the temple."
"Okay, you can leave at any time, remember to try to practice the Skyshaft Hand." After saying this, Yu Lianyuan appeared with a wave of his hand, his expression still cold.
"Liaoyan, take your junior brother to get familiar with the temple, and then send him away." Xin Zhao seemed to have something to deal with, so he said hello and left.
Yu Lianyuan said coldly: "Follow me."
Ye Ming followed her eagerly and asked with a smile: "Sister, can you not laugh?"
Yu Lianyuan ignored him and continued to ask: "Senior Sister, have you seen Senior Sister Ding Wei? Is she not in the temple?"
Yu Lianyuan still ignored him.
Ye Ming was not annoyed and said: "Sister, if you don't want to say it, forget it."
Next, Ye Ming took a brief walk around the temple under the leadership of Yu Lianyan. This Immortal Temple is divided into many small spaces, each with different functions. If he hadn't had a very good memory, he wouldn't have been able to remember it after walking through it. Moreover, the hall was empty. Except for Yu Liangyan, he didn't see anyone else.
"Senior sister, aren't all the senior brothers in our temple here?" he asked after the visit.
This time, Yu Liangyan finally spoke: "Senior brothers are mostly practicing outside and looking for opportunities. Also, they are in retreat in various time and space, so naturally you can't see it."
"Thank you for your answer, senior sister." Ye Ming smiled, "Senior sister must have been hurt when she was a child, otherwise her character would not be so withdrawn."
Yu Lianyuan's delicate body trembled slightly, she came back to her senses and stared at Ye Mingdao. Ye Ming was shocked by her and said quickly: "It's all my younger brother's guess, senior sister, don't blame me."
"You're right." Yu Liangyan said coldly, "So you'd better stay away from me and don't bother me."
Ye Ming was immediately a little annoyed and said: "Sister, don't worry, I will try not to communicate with you in the future."
Next, Yu Liangyan brought Ye Ming to a light door and said: "Activate the token on your body and you can leave. The same principle applies when you come back. No matter where you are, as long as you activate the token , you can return to the temple."
Ye Mingxin said this was convenient, nodded, and started to activate the token. The brilliance on the token flashed, and his people disappeared.
Looking at the empty light door, Yu Liangyan snorted lightly and turned to leave.
Ye Ming appeared on a desert island. He flew up into the air and saw that the surroundings were boundless. He was immediately stunned.
"No way? Am I in the South China Sea or the West China Sea?"
He immediately used Feilong Escape and escaped more than ten times in a row before he saw a ship. It was a fishing boat. The captain was a young man, and he had several companions with him. When they saw Ye Ming descending from the sky, they immediately greeted him respectfully.
"What advice do you have, sir?" the young man asked politely.
Ye Ming: "Excuse me, little brother, where is this place?"
Young man: "Sir, this is the East China Sea."
Ye Ming smiled bitterly. Sure enough, he arrived at the East China Sea. He asked again: "Where can I dock?"
The young man pointed towards the front of the ship: "Ahead is Lingzhou."
Ye Ming's heart moved. Feng Xi should still be operating in Lingzhou now. Since his people are here, he should stop by and take a look. Moreover, there are three continents, six nests, and seventy-two kingdoms in the East China Sea. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so it is easiest for the Haotian Sect to develop its power.
Thinking of this, he thanked the young man and flew towards Lingzhou, arriving soon.
Lingzhou is far less big than Qitian Island, its area is only one-third of Qitian Island. Even so, it is very huge, and countless people live on it, and they live and work in peace and contentment for a long time. When Ye Ming appeared on Lingzhou, looking around, there were ruins and dislocated people everywhere.
"Strange, Feng Xi should have captured Lingzhou. Why has Lingzhou become so dilapidated? Is the war not over yet?" Thinking of this, he landed in a small town. There are thousands of families living in the town. At this moment, everyone's doors are closed and the streets are deserted. He knocked on the door for a long time before calling out a house.
The owner of this house was a middle-aged man. He looked at Ye Ming at the door with a wary expression and asked, "What's the matter?"
Ye Ming asked with a smile: "What happened here? Why is the situation so dilapidated? Was there ever a war?"
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Ming and said, "Is the little brother a foreigner?"
Ye Ming nodded: "Exactly, I traveled here in the clouds."
The middle-aged man sighed and said: "Some time ago, the eldest princess of Suzaku defeated the Lingzhou army and took over Lingzhou. In fact, we ordinary people were not affected by that battle, and we still did our own things. Unexpectedly, Lingzhou Not long after Lingzhou was merged into the Suzaku Dynasty, Prince Feng Wushang, the Qinglong Prince, came here. The Suzaku Prince expropriated the people of Lingzhou, and his soldiers were more hateful than bandits. They raped, raped and looted, and committed all kinds of evil, making the people miserable. No, you have also seen that no one dares to go out now. Lingzhou, it’s over!”
Ye Ming frowned, what was Feng Wushang doing here? Feng Xi is gone? He then asked: "Then do you know where the eldest princess has gone?"
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "The eldest princess seems to have been seriously injured and has returned to the Qinglong Dynasty."
"Injured? How did you get injured?" Ye Ming was startled, his eyes widened, and he suddenly became nervous.
"Then I don't know. You can ask others." The other party shook his head.
Ye Ming stayed endlessly and decided to finish his work here and return to the Qinglong Dynasty as soon as possible to find out how Feng Xi was injured.
After bidding farewell to the middle-aged man, he secretly contacted everyone in the Haotian Sect. The power of the Haotian Sect in the East China Sea is very weak. There is only one yellow-robed pope in charge, and there has been little achievement over the years. After the pope in yellow learned Ye Ming's identity, he was surprised and happy, and hurriedly came forward to pay homage: "Villain Wei Zhongliang, see the deputy leader!"
Ye Ming nodded: "Get up and talk."
Wei Zhongliang didn't dare to get up and said, "What are the orders from the deputy leader here?"
Ye Ming said: "Lingzhou is in chaos, I hope you can take the opportunity to develop Haotian Sect."
Wei Zhongliang immediately looked embarrassed and said: "Back to the deputy leader, my subordinate is just the Pope in yellow. The money and food he can get is limited, so I'm afraid he won't be able to do the job. I also ask the deputy leader to send a privy envoy to come. There is a chance of success.”
Ye Ming said coldly: "Are you not confident in yourself or in the Haotian Sect? After today, you will be the Privy Council!"
Wei Zhongliang was surprised and happy, and said quickly: "Yes, this subordinate will definitely die in a mess!"
"Okay, I didn't let you die." Ye Ming took out part of his twelfth-level talisman money, which was probably worth one hundred billion Martial God coins, and handed it directly to Wei Zhongliang.
Wei Zhongliang was shocked when he saw thousands of twelfth-level talisman money, and he asked in confusion: "Deputy leader, this... is this for me?"
"You give me all this money to spend within a month." Ye Ming said.
"How to spend it?" The other party was puzzled.
Ye Ming asked: "How many people are there in Lingzhou?"
Wei Zhongliang thought for a while: "About three to five hundred billion, I don't know the details."
Ye Ming asked again: "What is the annual living expenses of ordinary people?"
Wei Zhongliang immediately said: "Ordinary people have very little expenses. Ten Martial God coins are enough for them to eat and drink for a year, and there is still more."
"I want you to spend at least two hundred Martial God Coins on each of the Lingzhou people so that they can live and work in peace and contentment." Ye Ming said, "With this money, they will definitely be grateful to Haotian Sect and fully support us."
Wei Zhongliang was trembling with excitement and said excitedly: "Don't worry, deputy leader, with this money, my subordinates will definitely make it happen!"
The largest number of people in Lingzhou are ordinary people with low cultivation. They are just martial arts disciples, not even martial arts disciples. They live an ordinary life and consume very little resources. Ye Ming could immediately improve the lives of these low-level people by smashing out hundreds of billions of Martial God coins. At least let them have no worries about food and drink for twenty years.
Ye Ming had no idea about the feasibility of this method. He just wanted Wei Zhongliang to try it. As a powerful Martial Lord, he knew that the superiors treated the people at the bottom like ants and did not care about their life or death at all.
After doing this hastily, Ye Ming left Lingzhou and went to the Qinglong Dynasty. He had offended many people in the Qinglong Dynasty, but he still came here just to take a look at Feng Xi.
If Ye Ming wants to do something, the first thing that comes to his mind is naturally not to ask for help. He founded this bureau without asking for help, and it was headed by three masters of Dongdu, and its influence skyrocketed. Now several years have passed, the number of participants in the "Don't Ask for Human Resources" has reached more than three million, and they all have influential people in various fields. And without asking for help, the monthly income is as high as billions of Martial God coins.