C50 No Money No Power

Kuan Qixia turned around and asked, "Does Mr Lu have anything else to say?"

Lu Changkong said sincerely, "I, Lu Changkong, want to hire you as the west wing. I wonder if you are willing to lower yourself to me?"

Kuan Qixia looked at Lu Changkong for a while and said angrily, "Mr Lu is a cultivation expert of his generation. Why would he toy with a person like me, Luo Ta?"

"I absolutely have no intention of teasing Mister. "

"What can I do for you?" Kuan Qixia sneered and said, "A cripple who can't concoct pills, can't refine weapons, can't condense pills, what else can he do other than being treated as a joke?"

Lu Changkong said with a serious expression, "If mister only knows how to belittle himself, then treat it as if I didn't say anything. If Sir wants to have some achievements and slap those righteous sects who look down on you, I am willing to help you. That is all I can say. Please consider it, sir!"

" Slap those righteous sects with a slap. . . Slap them with a slap. . . " Decades of humiliation surged into Kuan Qixia's heart at the same time. Instead of being mocked on the streets, he might as well bet on Kuan Qixia and say: "If Meng Mr Lu does not give up, I am willing to serve him wholeheartedly. "

"Alright!" Lu Changkong held Kuan Qixia's hand. "From now on, you are my assistant. I will talk to you about the rest of the things after I leave Sword Servant Manor. "

"Kuan Qixia greets Dong Weng!" He bowed and stood to the side.

Lu Changkong then turned to Yiran, who was quietly waiting at the side. "Miss Yiran, when can we enter the Sword Servant Manor?"

She said with a smile. "According to the rules of the manor, Sir must prove that you are qualified to enter the manor. "

"These two pills are my proof. " The two Evil Pills in Lu Changkong's open palm shot out a black light that almost made Yiran unable to open her eyes.

"Evil pills!" Yiran exclaimed, "You are the Ghost Hand Pill King Lu Changkong who disturbed the Demon God's lower realm? I should have thought of it. . . I should have thought of it. . . "

"I am Lu Changkong, but not the Ghost Hand Pill King. " Lu Changkong's expression was still extremely cold. There was a hint of reverence in his eyes.

"Senior Lu, please have some tea. " Yiran called a servant girl to pour tea for Lu Changkong and the other two, then she sat down by the zither. "Yiran offers a song for senior. . . "

"No need. " Lu Changkong pushed the teacup in front of him and said, "I have no interest in the location of Sword Servant Manor. Miss does not need to go through so much trouble. "

Lu Changkong had long felt the boat moving quietly. He also smelled the fragrance of the Anshensan in the fragrance of the tea. He concluded that Yiran was using music to block his senses and make him lose his sense of direction.

Yiran smiled faintly and pushed the guqin away. "It's just a small trick, Senior Lu. I'm sorry for making fun of you. "

Lu Changkong smiled faintly and leaned back in his chair, closing his eyes to rest. He only opened his eyes when he heard Yiran's soft call. Their boat had already arrived at the entrance of Sword Servant Manor.

Yiran took a step forward and faced the entrance of the manor. "Welcome envoy Yiran, welcome the Ghost Hand Pill King, Lu Changkong back to the manor. " As soon as Yiran finished speaking, eight big red lanterns automatically rose from the gate of the manor. A five-foot-wide red carpet rushed from the gate to Lu Changkong's feet.

"Senior Lu, please!"

"Your manor is treating me with such respect. I am truly overwhelmed by the unexpected favor!" The moment Lu Changkong stepped on the red carpet, the "courtesy" of Sword Servant Manor changed.

Countless rays of light rose from the villa. Countless cultivators stood on their swords in the air and pointed at Lu Changkong and the others. Someone shouted without hesitation: "Someone is walking on the red carpet! Quick, come and see!"

"Someone is walking on the red carpet? No one has ever walked on a red carpet in the seven hundred years since the establishment of the Sword Servant Manor. What a strange thing! What a strange thing!"

"The world is so big, there are so many people who don't know their own limits, but what can they do about it?! What can we do about it?!"

"My friend, do you feel comfortable walking on red carpet? How about I take a walk too?" As the man spoke, he really landed on the ground.

Before his feet touched the red carpet, he heard a cold snort. "Do you want to lower your value and humiliate our sect?"

When that person heard this, he immediately withdrew his smile and said seriously: "Disciple knows his mistake!"

Lu Changkong's contempt towards these people who were singing and putting on airs rose from the bottom of his heart. His pupils shrank and his eyes revealed killing intent. When Yiran saw this, her heart trembled and she hurriedly said, "That's my welcoming formation. It will automatically distinguish the overall strength of the guests and choose the standard of treatment. Red light is the lowest standard of the red yurt. "

Not long after the cheerful voice faded, another pleasure boat had already closed in on the dock. Immortal music immediately drifted in the Sword Servant Manor. A golden bridge rose amidst the clouds. Thirty immortal cranes flew around the bridge. Finally, they lined up at the bow of the boat and waited for the people on the boat to sit on their backs before flying into the manor from above Lu Changkong and the others.

Yiran explained, "In order to not lose face, the people who come to the manor will choose disciples with high cultivation base or invite powerful friends to improve the overall strength of the team. If the strength is not up to the standards of the Silver Bridge Reception Department, most people will not come. " Yiran said. She immediately felt that something was wrong when she said it. She looked at Kuan Qixia apologetically.

Kuan Qixia said with a face full of shame, "It was me who caused the host to be ridiculed. I will return to the boat and wait for the host. "

Lu Changkong sneered and said, "Mr. Kuan doesn't need to go anywhere. As a man, why should he complain about the mockery of a few ignorant people? I don't blame mister for not having a high cultivation base today. I only blame the world for admiring vanity and not recognizing heroes. Let's go! "

After saying that, Lu Changkong pulled Kuan Qixia up with one hand and strode into the manor.

Kuan Qixia, who was feeling ashamed because of "getting Lu Changkong humiliated," felt a warmth in his heart. Tears silently flowed down his face, although he didn't know Lu Changkong's identity. He knew that Lu Changkong was the first cultivator to treat him as a friend. It was because Lu Changkong had taken him to the Sword Servant Manor. Kuan Qixia had been using his illustrious reputation as a legend for countless of years.

Yiran led the three of them to a relatively quiet courtyard. After exchanging a few words with the guard, she turned around and said, "Senior Lu, please stay in this Green Willow Garden for the time being. If you need anything, just tell the guards here. "

The attendant had long since known that Lu Changkong was a 'celebrity' who had stepped on the red carpet into the manor, and immediately said bluntly: "There are too many people from the Cangwu Sect staying in the Green Willow Garden, and the people who serve the guests are temporarily unable to be allocated. If you need anything, feel free to do as you please!"

When Yiran heard this, her face turned red and she apologized: "Since we don't have enough people, then let me serve Senior Lu!"

"Okay!" The attendant sneered and said, "Since you're not afraid of trouble, then you can stay behind. However, you have to make things clear first. The salary of the Green Willow Garden's attendant is limited, and we won't give you a share. "

The attendant sized Lu Changkong up and down before he added. "Of course, we won't allow you to share even the slightest bit of the honored guest's reward. "

Lu Changkong's heart was burning with anger when he heard this, but he smiled faintly and pressed down the palm that was raised by the servant. "Thank you, Miss Yiran, for leading the way. "

"Please!" Yiran politely let the three of them enter the inner courtyard and automatically acted as a servant girl.

Before Lu Changkong and the other two could drink the tea in their hands, they heard someone shout from outside the door, "It's all that girl Yiran's fault. I don't know where she brought some people in. The Cangwu Sect's shame is associated with those with low cultivation. They all moved out! Our reward will also be ruined. . . "

"That girl is usually very silly. Seeing how she serves those poor people, I only know that she is missing something in her head. "

Yiran really wished she could. There was a bump on the ground that would allow her to crawl into it. The expression on her pretty face was extremely awkward.

She urged her life on. "Whoever dares to make noise outside again, don't blame me for being merciless!"

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree. After a furious shout, there was no sound outside the door. However, hearing the footsteps outside, it was as if all the waiters in the garden had run away.

Lu Changkong smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. This time, it's quiet enough. "

"Useless, truly useless!" He slammed his life on the table and said angrily, "I've never been so cowardly before. Brother, wait till tomorrow, you'll take out a pile of crystals and smash those dog-eyed things to death. I don't have any experts here, do I still have money? "

" Crystal stones? " Lu Changkong was stunned and said, "What do you need crystal stones for?"

He did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Do you think Sword Servant Manor will give you a living person for free? In the secular world, selling a maid would cost a few taels of silver, not to mention that they were selling cultivation experts! Didn't I tell you that buying a Sword Servant requires at least fifty thousand high-grade crystals? "

" But I don't have crystals? " Lu Changkong's words had an earth-shattering effect.

His cultivation level was so high that he spat out a mouthful of tea. He looked at Lu Changkong as if he was looking at a monster and said, "You don't have any crystals?" He never thought Lu Changkong would be a poor man. He knew the weight of the Evil Pill Lu Changkong refined among the evil cultivators. Even if Lu Changkong did not take Xue Lihhun's money, it would be fine. What about his 30 Evil Yin Pills? However, Lu Changkong's expression did not seem like he was joking.

He urged his life to probe and asked, " Did you give your thirty Yin Evil Pills to Yin Eleven? You didn't get a single cent? "

Lu Changkong said honestly, "I asked for ten middle-grade crystals from him!"

" Aiyo! Hey! You really have it! " He hurriedly slapped his forehead and was instead amused by Lu Changkong. "This is good. We don't have any money or experts. Let's go home early tomorrow!"

Yiran carefully said. "Actually, there aren't only Sword Servants in the manor. There are also large-scale market and cultivation method exchange meetings. It's good for you to stay here and play for a few days. "

He didn't bother with her at all. He grabbed his hair and walked around the room twice. "Do you have anything valuable on you? It's good to take it out to exchange for money. "

Lu Changkong thought for a moment and took out everything that he thought was valuable from his storage ring. He shook his head after reading the items one by one. Other than the Grade-20 Ascending Immortal Grass, most of them were luxury items collected by the three madmen and one egg. They were of no help to the Cultivators. He had also completely given up his desire to be the richest cultivator in the world.

Lu Changkong also felt a little embarrassed. He flipped the storage ring again. "Big Brother, I still have a halberd here!"

When he saw the halberd in Lu Changkong's hand, he was suddenly stunned. He grabbed it and looked at it over and over again. "Where did you get it?"

"It's from a zombie. " Lu Changkong saw the grave look on Quick Life's face and asked carefully, "Does this halberd have any background?"

"I can't tell what origin it has, but I can feel that this is not an ordinary thing. From the purity of this halberd, I can tell that it is not an ordinary thing. "

Lu Changkong thought about it carefully and said. "Big brother, now that you mention it, I also feel that it has some kind of background. My Spiritual Corpse once used it to block three bolts of Demon Execution Lightning!"

"Three bolts of tribulation lightning?" Hailing his life, he repeatedly exclaimed as he fondled the long halberd with great affection, "Even after blocking three Tribulations, it didn't leave a trace behind? Good stuff, good stuff! "

Lu Changkong smiled and said, "Since Big Brother likes it, I'll give it to you!"

Urging Life's eyes heated up and almost shed tears. He quickly said," I use hidden weapons and plague poison. Even if you give this weapon to me, I won't give it to you. However, brother is good at close combat. It will be useful if I keep it. " After saying that, he pushed the halberd to Lu Changkong. It was not that he did not like this halberd. It was that Lu Changkong's friendship with him was more important than a divine weapon.

He hurriedly turned his head to the side and urged: "Hurry up and drip some blood. This halberd is ownerless now. If you drip some blood on it, it will be yours. " He was afraid that if he looked at the halberd again, his eyes would not be able to be pulled out. After dripping a drop of blood to acknowledge a master, the weapon would be like a married woman, and he would no longer have any hope.

Lu Changkong rolled up his sleeves and drew a line on the edge of the halberd. The halberd immediately shone with a bloody light, illuminating the room full of red shadows. The two indiscernible carvings on the halberd suddenly turned into two three-clawed flood dragons. One of them held a Profound Bomb, and the other spat out flames of anger. The awe-inspiring murderous aura made one's heart shiver.

He stared blankly at the halberd and said: "It is indeed a good thing. The two flood dragons on the halberd could actually absorb the thunder and fire Genuine Essences in your body through your blood. In the future, every strike of your halberd will be accompanied by thunder and fire. Good stuff! "

" Dragon Demon Halberd! " Lu Changkong blurted out, "From now on, this halberd will be called Dragon Kill Halberd!"