Immortal Martial God Chapter 1653: Slap in the face

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The crowd was still crowded in front of the Drunken Flower Building, and no one entered.

A few minutes later, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd in front, and then a stream of people crowded into the hall.

Xiang Nan felt a desperate aura coming, that aura was extremely cold and powerful, and this kind of aura made people breathe a little bit faster.

Someone yelled in front: "Liu Ye is here, come in!"

As soon as the words fell, people held gifts and followed them.

It's really a big show.

Some people directly carry a large bag of holy spirit stones, and some people carry all kinds of valuable treasures.

Liuhua has been operating the Fire Guild over the past few years. Although it doesn’t seem to make as much money on the surface, she still has a little inventory. She holds three brocade boxes, which contain seven-tier spirits of millions of years. Participate.

There are many kinds of Seven-Rank Ling Grass, but there are very few Seven-Rank Ling Ginseng, because ginseng is almost impossible to survive for as long as one million years.

The Eight-Rank Spirit Grass that Xiang Nan obtained earlier in the Little Secret Realm is not real ginseng, but a plant similar to ginseng, and it has become a spirit, with vitality and wisdom.

The three million-year-old ginseng in the hands of Liuhua are extremely rare.

This thing is a nourishing treasure, so you can't get it easily.

But, in the hands of the other presidents, in front of the bright gift, the ginseng of the lily flower still seems too weightless.

Liuhua pointed to the president carrying the big bag and said: "See, that bag is all middle-level holy spirit stones, which is worth two or three thousand lower-level holy spirit stones."

They grinned at the setting sun.

Four to five hundred lower-level holy spirit stones can be piled up by a martial sage, two to three thousand, isn't it five or six martial sages?

Where is the Holy Spirit Stone that the guy gave to Liu Ye? It's like giving away five or six Martial Saints!

In comparison, the three ginsengs in Liuhua's hands are indeed not worth mentioning.

"It's really a big deal, it's a bloodbath." The setting sun was stunned: "Why, so many holy spirit stones, I am afraid that only a guild leader with a scale of 10,000 can be used."

Xiang Nan knew it before. In fact, the small guild did not earn as much as imagined. Many of the small guild's businesses are transferred to the authentic four royal guilds to undertake, such as the spirit stone exchange business.

In other words, the small guild looks very beautiful, but the real profit is only a thin layer, and more oil and water still flow to the four imperial guilds.

Finally entered the Drunken Flower Building, which is also magnificent.

Each pillar is made of pure gold. Gold has no attraction to warriors. This kind of decoration is purely based on man’s natural love for gold and the noble meaning of gold. .

This kind of mood, no matter how high the martial artist's realm is, cannot be forgotten, it is the subconscious that began to form in childhood.

At the entrance of Zuihua Building, there is a list of people from Liu Ye who are registering in the building.

When registering to the Fire Guild, there was a small episode.

Liuhua, Xiang Nan and the others are naturally registered. Even Dali and Xiaochong are also registered, although they use pseudonyms.

But Black Sickle, but not.

Hei Sickle walked directly in like this, and the person on the registration list didn't even look at Hei Sickle.

"What's the matter?" Setting Yang looked back at the door curiously, then looked at the black sickle, and said, "Why don't you need to register?"

Even Liuhua felt very strange and said: "Even if he knows your true identity, he won't have such a high privilege."

The two words "Black sickle" still have a huge influence in the sanctuary. His perfect, 100% task completion rate is the myth of the entire sanctuary.

Xiang Nan smiled, and said: "That person didn't notice the existence of the black sickle at all."

"Oh..." They nodded one after another in the setting sun, and they suddenly realized.

Black sickle is an "invisible person", he is not invisible, but he stands in front of you, you never knew he existed.

This method makes the setting sun and blue sky and the others go crazy with envy.

It is precisely because of Black Sickle's rejection of this world that he realized such a ghostly ability.

This ability, even Xiang Nan, doesn't have it.

The sixth floor.

The lobby is very large, and it can accommodate 100,000 people at the same time. It is like a small Colosseum, which is usually closed.

On the sixth floor, Xiang Nan saw all kinds of people, usually one by one presidents, and their capable men.

Here, Xiang Nan finally saw the legendary Liu Ye.

It was an old man with a red beard, bald, red beard, and fat.

A person, about the size of a dozen people, and his height is amazing, more than six meters. The most frightening thing is that he is not yet a giant, he is an ordinary human, and he is more than Yuan Meng. To be high.

Such a super fat man, sitting in a custom-made super teacher's chair, has a pair of small eyes sweeping around with majesty.

One by one, the presidents walked up with gifts and offered flattering gifts.

The sixth master didn't even look at the gifts, but just waved his hand casually, and someone took it.

Xiang Nan and the others came with a mission this time.

The Liuhua brought Xiang Nan and his party to Liu Ye, presented a gift, and whispered: "Liu Ye is well."

The sixth master nodded: "Little Hua, this year, the business has been okay."

Liuhua is very respectful, and never dared to look up into Liu Ye's eyes directly, she bowed and said: "Thanks to Liu Ye, it's not bad."

Liu Ye waved his hand: "Okay, let's go down."

Liu Hua hurriedly said: "Liu Ye, this time I am here to set up a new guild. Please be kind to the old man and nod his head."

Standing next to Liu Ye is a tall and handsome man. The man whispered: "Grandpa, it's time to start a table."

The sixth master said: "Open."

Liu Huadao: "Liu Ye, this..."

Liu Ye waved his hand and said: "The new guild will be discussed later."

"Yes..." Liuhua still wanted to speak.

Immediately two people came up, one of them slapped Liu Hua's face with a slap, and shouted: "I don't understand the rules! Go down!"

Xiang Nan narrowed his eyes and saw this scene in his eyes.

The Liuhua bowed respectfully and said: "Liu Ye retire."

A flaming big palm handprint, which can not fall on Liuhua's face for a long time, is particularly eye-catching.

How powerful is Liu Ye?

It’s so big that when someone like Liuhua is “rewarded” on the face, not only does he dare not use his qi to protect his body, he even actively weakens his physical strength, allowing a subordinate of a martial arts realm. Can leave palm handprints on the face of her third-tier warrior.

This slap is a lesson. Before leaving Zuihualou, Liuhua must bear it. Once she dared to erase the slap print on her face, it would basically be disrespectful to Liu Ye, and the consequences would be serious.

The table is opened, Xiang Nan and the others are seated.

Xiang Nan kept looking at the handprint on Liuhua's face.

The Liuhua blushed, and said: "It's normal, all come here."

"Don't feel like you are at a disadvantage. All the presidents present here are those with tens of thousands of subordinates. Which one has never been slapped." "If someone has been slapped by the sixth master himself, they It will take months to show off."