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Chapter 88 Arrangements

The Li family base in Heigu City, which is the former Zheng family, was on duty. Zhao Zheng, who saw Li Qingxiao, hurriedly saluted respectfully.

"See the patriarch!"

"No need to be polite, has the Qingjie come back?"

"I'm back, all the people in the city are back today!"

Zhao Zhenggang wondered why Young Master Qingjie called back all his tribe members. He understood as soon as he saw Li Qingxiao.

Li Qingxiao was wearing a blue shirt, stepped on the flying sword and flew over everyone's heads!

"Commander Zhao, I'm not right! The patriarch flew with his sword?"

A mortal in the innate realm suddenly realized something, patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder and said.

Zhao Zheng, who reacted, caught the blue figure left by Li Qingxiao at the corner of his eyes, and immediately became excited.

"That's right, it's flying with swords! Hahaha, the clan has grown into a foundation-building immortal!"

Zhao Zheng's ancestors served Li, and they also had a little understanding of the realm of monks. They understood that flying with swords was a symbol of foundation building, and they immediately spoke out of surprise.

At the door, Li's guards all started to discuss in surprise!

Although they have no way to achieve immortality, they also know the principle that both prosper and lose both. A few years ago, when Li was suppressed in Yulin Town, their lives were not easy.

Not only did the situation keep getting better after that, but he also followed Li Qingxiao into the city of Heigu. Among the hundreds of thousands of mortals in the city of Heigu, they needless to say their status.

In recent years, Li Qingkang was in charge of Juxian Restaurant, Li Qinghan was in charge of the saltpeter acquisition center, and Li Qingjie also served as the deputy city lord of Heigu City. He was a low-level monk in the city. When he had something to come to them, he was respectful to them, and he had never stopped filial piety to ordinary gold and silver.

Now that the patriarchs become foundation-building immortals, their status will naturally become higher and higher, and their lives will be getting better and better. How can they not be excited and happy?

Among the tribes, all the tribesmen in the city of Black Valley gathered here, all around Li Qingjie. It was obvious that they had not passed after learning that he had built the foundation.

Especially Li Qinghan, he occasionally tapped Li Qingjie, as if he had seen some strange creature, and sighed at all times.

"Fourth brother, you are too fast! I just practiced Qi eighth level, and you have built the foundation!"

Li Qingkang, who was standing beside him, was relatively silent, but he could clearly see a little envious look from his eyes.

If you can be called a great monk in the foundation building realm, you will know that it is good! The mainstay on Lansha Island has a life of 300 years! The key is that Li Qingjie is only 41 years old now and still has a lot of time to spend on cultivation. Maybe there will be hope for the golden elixir in the future.

Among the people, especially Chen Xiantang, the eyes of his grandson were full of pride and pride. Although his surname was Li, he still had half of his Chen family's blood.

A blue sword light flew from a distance, it was Li Qingxiao!

At the end of August, Li Qingxiao told them that he would go back to Bayu Mountain to build the foundation. Everyone naturally had a clear idea. In addition, Li Qingjie had come in advance to tell them that Li Qingxiao had built the foundation, and he didn't even react very much now when he saw it.

"All have arrived!" Li Qingxiao looked around and all the people in the Heigu City were here except for Li Biyu.

"Qinghan, I ask you, how much saltpeter has been stored outside the city?"

Seeing Li Qingxiao's serious expression, Li Qinghan also put away his imprudent expression. In recent years, he had dealt with all kinds of monks, and he also seemed much more sophisticated.

"Second brother, the current account record is 250,000 tons. Including the 9.7 million spirit stones we own, plus the 39 million given by Zijian Pavilion one after another, the total is 48.7 million spirit stones, and the lowest unit price is 6 gold and the highest maximum is 10 gold."

After calculating it in my mind, there was no problem with the data. Li Qingxiao continued to ask: "How is the recent acquisition?"

"The large batches have disappeared since the beginning of the year, and the remaining ones are only about 100 kilograms, and there are many scattered ones, which are all secretly used by mortals!" After saying this, Li Qinghan added some of his own judgment.

"Second brother, the saltpeter reserves on Lansha Island should have been almost collected by us!" A hint of excitement was faintly revealed in his tone, and Li Qinghan also knew his plan.

"Okay, start from October, stop the acquisition! No matter who gets it, no matter how large it is, don't want it!"

Li Qinghan nodded, and his expression gradually became excited, knowing that the second brother's plan was about to begin.

"Elder Chen, you will bring some guards in the saltpeter warehouse outside the city these days! Just in case of outsiders, Zijian Pavilion should also send someone to guard with you in a few days."

Chen Xiantang held his fists and took the order. He also saw the saltpeter plan throughout the whole process, and was shocked by Li Qingxiao's boldness.

"Last brother, how is Juxian Restaurant in Linjiang City like this?"

Hearing Li Qingxiao's inquiry, Li Qingkang was slowing down for two seconds, and then organized the language and replied: "Linjiang City's semicolon, I'll go to find Meng Baizhou, the disciple of Master Mingjian, and distributed the restaurant shares to him 30%. It's already open normally, but the business is not good for the time being!"

"Is it because of the price of spirit fish?"

Li Qingkang nodded. The prices in Heigu City were sold at half price at the original highest price. High-level spirit fish only sold for twenty spirit stones per kilogram. Therefore, once the Juxian Restaurant in Heigu City was opened, the business was a mess. Many even attracted many casual cultivators from other cities to settle here, specifically to buy low-priced spirit fish in Juxian Restaurant.

But in Linjiang City, Li Qingxiao did not ask him to lower the price, so his business has not improved.

"Starting from October, the prices of Juxian Restaurant in Linjiang City have been adjusted to the same price as that of Heigu City! In addition to the share of spiritual fish in the clan, the monthly output is sent to Heigu City. You ask someone to dig an ice pond outside Juxian Restaurant and throw saltpeter into it to freeze, specifically for storing spiritual fish!"

Li Qingkang suddenly widened his eyes and said in confusion: "Then will everyone know the effect of saltpeter like this..."

Suddenly, he stopped talking and reacted!

Almost all of the saltpeter reserves in Lansha Island were collected by Li Qinghan, and his eyes widened.

The other people who also reacted to each other, their breathing became heavier!

"Starting from October! The price of spiritual fish in Black Valley City is sold at a high-level 20 spirit stones per catty! It is sold to the outside world based on the monthly output of the spiritual fish pond in the clan! Qingkang, leave this to you, do you understand?"

Before he could react from the huge information just now, Li Qingkang nodded in a daze, shook his head and said, "Second brother, it's not enough! The clan produces up to 20,000 kilograms of high-level spirit fish every month, and 20 spirit stones per kilogram. The 27 spirit stones in Linjiang City are even cheaper, and they may be robbed by people at that time!"

Li Qingxiao smiled lightly and said, "The 250,000 tons of saltpeter outside the city are what we want to sell. A little bit of spiritual fish is just an appetizer. If you sell it openly, it doesn't matter!"

Just by saying the final purpose directly, everyone immediately looked at each other and realized the great value of the pile of saltpeter outside the city.

"No, I have to go and guard it! You guys talk first." Chen Xiantang couldn't help it and ran out quickly, judging by the posture, he was planning to sleep next to the saltpeter warehouse.

Li Qinghan and Li Qingkang also walked out quickly and followed Li Qingxiao's instructions to do what they had.

Only Li Qingjie is left!

"Qingjie, you go back!"

"Second brother, you need to use it at this time! I'll help you here!" Li Qingjie was a little puzzled.

Li Qingxiao shook his head and said, "It's really a shortage of people, so you go back and help me inform my third uncle to continue to expand the Lingyu Pond, and also ask my elder brother to bring a few low-level disciples to Heigu City to help!

Then he asked him to send a clever disciple to Tianhuo City to find his second uncle, tell him that Biyu is fine, and take him back to Heigu City to help.

Also, go back and bring me all the Qiongliu pulp stocks of the Qiao brothers over the years! During this period, there will be a lot of things in Black Valley City."

Li Qingjie nodded, 250,000 tons of saltpeter. If he learned that saltpeter can make ice, he would not know how much the price would rise. It would definitely attract the covetousness of many people with ulterior motives. Originally, after the saltpeter incident in Black Valley City over the past few years, the number of monks in the city has already exceeded 1,000, and it is continuing to rise almost every day.

There are seven or eight more foundation-building monks in the city alone! These foundation-building monks, either ancestors in the clan or unrestrained casual cultivators, wouldn’t they be afraid of Li Qingxiao, a peak monk at the ninth level of Qi training.

On the surface, everyone is still giving Li a face, but in fact, many people are just afraid of Zi Jian Pavilion!

Watching Li Qingjie walk out the door, Li Qingxiao followed behind and continued to remind: "Remember to look at the fourth uncle, he hasn't seen you for more than six years!"

Li Qingjie's body shook with his back and nodded.

The fourth uncle Li Jinhu's health is getting worse and worse. This time he came back, he did want Li Qingjie to inform his clan members. Secondly, Li Qingjie built the foundation and thought his marriage to Zong Wen'er could be on the agenda!

It can be considered as fulfilling Uncle Fourth’s thoughts!

Li Qingxiao's mind was a little messy when he arranged the affairs of the clan one by one!

The most important thing now is to cash out the acquired saltpeter and enrich the spiritual stone reserves in the clan!

Now, there are five major cultivators in the clan, including Chen Xiantang and Zong Liuyue!

The five foundation-building realms may be just bigger ants in front of Zi Jiange and Guo! But for Li, who has lasted for nearly three hundred years, it is a earth-shaking change!

From then on, in the area of ​​Black Valley City, Li's family was the supreme first family except Zijian Pavilion! There was no doubt about it.

Even if you get all the foundation-building families on Lansha Island, the Li family can already be called the middle class!

Little did they know that many foundation-building families were only supported by a foundation-building ancestor, just like the Li family that Li Yaowen was supported by twenty-one years ago.

Although the five foundation-building cultivators are all early stages and are not considered masters, they are also the foundation-building realm that has lasted for 300 years. As long as nothing unexpected happens, plus the massive amount of spirit stones sold out of this batch of saltpeter, Li can be said to be restless for more than two hundred years. Of course, the premise is not to provoke too strong enemies.

But, does Li Qingxiao just have to rest assured?

Thinking that the spirit roots of all the Li clan members were still attached to the spirit roots, the Dinghai Sword was still in the hands of Guo clan. The true man Gan Yun, who killed the ancestor Li Yaowen, was still standing in the city of Jingluo like an immortal pine. The blood flow in Li Qingxiao's heart accelerated a little, and the cold light in the depths of his eyes flashed away!

"Go step by step! Damn it, no one can escape! I should give it to Li, and I will have to pay it back sooner or later."

After quietly calming down, Li Qingxiao stroked it in his mind, Spirit-Devouring Poison, Dinghai Sword, and Gan Yun. No matter which purpose it is, it is still too difficult for him!

Don't be impatient, don't be impatient!

Li Qingxiao picked up the pen tip on the table and wrote four words heavily on the paper.

"Wait for the time being"
Chapter completed!
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