Fantasy: Me! Start To Create a Secret Building! Chapter 54: : Increase revenue and reduce expenditure! The choice and regret of the Heavenly Sword Saint Lord!

　　 After watching Xia Qiuhan leave, Su Yu put away the wine table and walked back to the Tianji Pavilion to check his trophy.

　　 The ancestor of the sword god, who was famous in the past, is now lying on the ground lifelessly.

　　 Su Yu stepped forward to investigate, but did not find the storage ring, which made his brows frowned slightly.

　　【Ding, I found a saint's bones, which can be exchanged for 1505,000 astronomical points! 】

　　 One hundred and fifty-five thousand secret points, is that all there?

　　 This is a saint, so worthless?

　　 Su Yu also thought that it could be worth 1.8 million, so he would buy all the Wu Shi Jing directly!

　　 However, after a little thought, he realized it.

　　The ancestor of the Sword God has become a saint, and with every gesture, he can arouse the mighty power of heaven and earth. He has long been invincible in the wild land, and naturally he will not bring anything outside.

　　 As for the Saint Soldier, it should be the treasure of the Zhenzong in the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, and it will not be moved out in leisure.

　　 So, the only valuable thing in the ancestor of the sword **** is this bone!

　　 "No matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat!"

　　Su Yu opened his message casually.

　　 [Tianji Pavilion: LV2. 】

　　[Name: Su Yu. 】

　　【Strength: Wonderland. 】

　　【Subordinate forces: Tianji Pavilion. 】

　　【Gong Method: No Beginning Sutra (the first three layers). 】

　　 [Physique: Dacheng Innate Eucharist Dao fetus. 】

　　【Supernatural powers: none. 】

　　【Lingbao: None. 】

　　 [Secret point: 300,000. 】

　　 "It's really a glance!"

　　 Su Yu's mouth twitched without a trace.

　　 If it weren't within the scope of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, and he was in a special invincible state, otherwise, with his own strength, I was afraid that I would not be able to do even a single move in front of the Sword God Ancestor.

　　"The strength is too weak, there are no magical powers, no Lingbao, 300,000 heavenly chance points seem to be a lot, in fact, it is not even a drop in the money!"

　　 Su Yu rubbed his temples.

　　 is the fourth level of no beginning sutra, and it takes 200,000 days to redeem it.

　　 And the more you go, the required secret points will double.

　　 "We still have to find a way to increase revenue and reduce expenditure!"

　　Su Yu lowered his head to ponder, his reputation can only be upgraded to the Heavenly Secret Pavilion, but he cannot allow himself to buy exercises, magical powers, and spiritual treasures in the mall.

　　"The secret point of the big head can still only rely on the big forces, or the strong above the tribulation realm."

　　"Ordinary monks shouldn't be wasted, they should always be used."

　　 Thinking of this, Su Yu gave a soft drink:

　　 "Mu Yanran!"

　　 After a while, the door of the side hall opened, and a beautiful shadow floated out.

　　 Su Yu turned his head and looked around, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

　　 At this moment, Mu Yanran is completely different from before.

　　The cold face, the eyes like an iceberg, but there is a scorching fire in the depths of the eyes.

　　 At a glance, she is like a piece of ice that is thousands of years away.

　　 But feel carefully, she is like a blooming fire lotus, fascinating.

　　 These two very different styles blend perfectly in her body, giving people an irresistible temptation.

　　"Mystic Spirit Realm, not bad!"

　　 Su Yu nodded in satisfaction, and smiled admiringly.

　　 In less than half a decade, Mu Yanran's strength has advanced from the fairy tale realm to the mysterious spirit realm, and her talent is already considered superior.

　　 "Thank you for your cultivation!"

　　 Mu Yanran hurriedly knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

　　 In this Tianji Pavilion, Dao Yun is too rich, she has never experienced it.

　　 Previously, Su Yu made her the number one arrogant of the wild realm within a year, and she still felt a lot of pressure.

　　 But now, let alone a year, she is confident that she will achieve the peak of Xuan Ling within half a year and suppress Chen Anzhi.

　　 "The pavilion master called the disciples to leave the customs, but do you want to order?"

　　 Mu Yanran calmed down and asked softly.

　　 Su Yu flicked his finger, threw an irregular jade to Mu Yanran, and said lightly:

　　"This is the Heavenly Mystery Stone. Hold the Heavenly Mystery Stone and go to the desert city five thousand miles away."

　　 "There is news that Tianji Pavilion is going to sell the news in the Wild City. There are three opportunities a day, and the higher price will get!"

　　 "By then, you will write the question on the heavenly stone, and you will get the answer."

　　 Nowadays, the reputation of Tianji Pavilion has spread in the wilderness.

　　Using this method, there are thirty or forty thousand secret points every month, which can be regarded as a channel.

　　 Mu Yanran looked at the Heavenly Mystery Stone in her hand and arched her hands:

　　"The disciple takes the lead!"

　　 "He will go with you, he can take care of you!"

　　As soon as Su Yu's voice fell, the space beside Mu Yanran was distorted, and a dark golden puppet walked out of the void.

　　 Feeling the pressure of the terrifying saint, Mu Yanran's face was shocked.

　　 "Holy... saint?"

　　Pavilion Master actually asked a saint to protect the way for me?

　　 "Go!"

　　"The disciple retire!"

　　……

　　 And when Mu Yanran went to the Wild City, Heavenly Sword Holy Land.

In the Temple of Sword God, the Heavenly Sword Lord and the three elders gathered together.

　　 However, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely suppressed.

　　 All the faces were pale, and their faces were full of horror.

　　"Holy Lord, the ancestor's life card, really broken?"

　　 An elder trembled.

　　 That's a saint!

　　 Can the Heavenly Secret Pavilion even kill a saint?

　　The Heavenly Sword Saint Lord sits in the first seat with his eyes closed, seemingly calm, but his rapidly rising and falling chest has betrayed him.

　　"Is the Son coming?"

　　 After a long time, the Heavenly Sword Lord opened his eyes and said hoarsely.

　　 "Alright, Holy Lord, Patriarch..."

　　 Heavenly Sword Saint Lord interrupted the elder's words directly: "Don't say anything, don't ask!"

　　 After a while, Chen Anzhi, the son of Heavenly Sword, walked into the Temple of Sword.

　　 realized that the atmosphere in the hall was not right, frowned slightly.

　　"The disciples have met Master and all elders."

　　 "What happened?"

　　 Chen Anzhi bowed his hand and asked in doubt.

　　The Heavenly Sword Saint Master took a deep breath, a slightly far-fetched smile appeared on his face, and he whispered:

　　"Anzhi, you have been in Xuanling for several years, and now you are slow to advance. I plan to let you go to the south to experience~IndoMTL.com~Would you like to go there?"

　　 Mentioned his own strength, Chen Anzhi's face was ashamed, and he immediately clasped his fists and said: "The disciple is willing to go!"

　　 "Hmm!" The Heavenly Sword Lord nodded, and then stretched out his hand, a divine sword flew out of the forbidden area in the back mountain, quietly suspended in front of Chen Anzhi.

　　 Looking at the Excalibur that exudes a terrifying sword intent in front of him, Chen Anzhi's face was horrified.

　　"This...saint soldier?! Master, what does this mean?"

　　 This is the treasure of the town of Heavenly Sword Holy Land!

　　"The South is not as dangerous as the wild land, and you can hold this sword more to protect yourself!"

　　 Heavenly Sword Saint Lord said lightly.

　　 After a moment of silence, he continued to speak: "This is what the ancestor meant!"

　　 Hearing the meaning of the ancestor of the sword god, Chen Anzhi let go, put away the **** sword in front of him, and carried it behind him.

　　 "You go now, don't delay!"

　　 Chen Anzhi is slightly stunned, do you need to be so anxious?

　　 However, even if it was the master’s order, he did not dare to refute, and he bowed his hand in a salute:

　　"The disciple takes the lead."

　　 Immediately after some cleaning, he carried the holy soldiers and left the Heavenly Sword Holy Land.

　　 After confirming Chen Anzhi's departure, the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Saint Master gradually became gloomy.

　　 "Everyone, the Holy Land is about to face death. If you want to leave, I won't stop you!"

　　The elders looked at each other, and they all took a step forward:

　　"The old man swears to live and die with the Holy Land!"

　　 "Sworn to the death and the Holy Land coexist and die!"

　　 Listening to the loud voice of the elders below, the Heavenly Sword Sage Master’s heart was moved, and suddenly he thought of:

　　 "If the Heavenly Secret Pavilion was not overpowered and the Sifang Pavilion was not invited to destroy the Secret Pavilion, wouldn't it end up like this?"