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Chapter 301 Fuck the gods

Similarly, Zhao Yuan has also become a legend on the list of evil people.

Zhao Yuan organized tenants to resist hungry people in the Wanjia family, killed Liu Jiemin, and let the hunting Liu Xiaotian return with his broken arm and furious, killing countless monsters.

When Zhao Yuan was in Jiepai County, he dared to steal the black-backed sword of the Black-faced God, and destroyed dozens of feet of the city wall of Jiepai County. He even killed two intermediate cultivators and Eunuch Wu in front of thousands of people and escaped calmly in front of the Thunder Hammer God.

There is no doubt that Zhao Yuan's brilliant record and boldness have reached unprecedented on the list of evil people. He is regarded as an idol by many young people. His popularity is unprecedented.

Logically speaking, Zhao Yuan's brilliant record is enough to rank in the top 50 of the evil people list. However, the evil people list is not ranked by its performance, but by its strength. Some good people learn about comments through various channels, thinking that Zhao Yuan is just lucky and his real combat power is not enough to enter the 100th place in the evil people list.

However, in just less than a year, Zhao Yuan climbed from more than 500 on the evil man list to more than 100. His speed was enough to shock people all over the world.

Zhao Yuan didn't know that he had become famous because he had now entered another plane world.

The world of scholars.

A world of traveling around, enjoying the mountains and rivers, wind and moon.

This is a magical world. As long as you have the status, you can eat all over the world. Of course, Zhao Yuan did not set out immediately. He knew very well that the so-called eating and drinking was just a big town with people, and in those places with vast land and remote areas, it also cost money.

There are not many free lunches in the world.

It's thousands of miles away to Kyoto. If you want to live a comfortable life, you have to make some money. In fact, Zhao Yuan not only needs some money, but the most important thing is that his body is getting worse and worse. The rune swallows his power and becomes more and more fierce, just like countless beasts eroding his body. He must stay and recuperate. Otherwise, the cold winter is approaching, and I'm afraid he will follow Zhao Wen's footsteps.

Zhao Yuan chose the most popular way to make money by taking the exam for scholars, selling some calligraphy and paintings on the street.

Fortunately, although Zhao Wen is penniless, he has all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his luggage, and most of them are the best choices.

Dragging his tired and weak body, Zhao Yuan arrived at a town, a small town with a total population of less than 100,000. However, there is a very large number of migrant population here, because there is a famous mountain, Fanjing Mountain, which is famous in the Qin Empire.

Zhao Yuan is not unfamiliar with Fanjing Mountain, because Fanjing Mountain is the base camp of Fanjingmen, which is famous in the world of cultivation. He once went to Fanjing Mountain to become a disciple, and was bitten by a vicious dog.

Of course, Zhao Yuan still remembered that during the experience of the Black Forest, several disciples of the Fanjing Sect died in his sow discord, and the senior brother was even killed by Zhao Yuan in Longtan. The Yin-Yang Ship of the Fanjing Sect and the God-Binding Bracelet, and the flying swords of the disciples were all in his Sumeru Ring.

The name of the town is Jingshan Town.

Jingshan Town is at the foot of Fanjing Mountain.

A square table, a long and narrow bench, a vulgar teapot and two broken teacups - this is Zhao Yuan's entire property.

In fact, Zhao Yuan had nothing, and those things were shared with an old warlock in the world who told fortunes.

The fortune teller's surname is Cao, nicknamed Cao Shenxian. Cao Shenxian is in his prime, but he is lazy and hates labor and does nothing. He pretends to be a god in Jingshan Town all day long. According to people around him, this fortune teller has lived in Jingshan Town for a lifetime and has never stepped out of Jingshan Town. His father, his father's father's father's father's father's father are fortune tellers, and he has inherited his mantle.

Cao Shenxian's business cannot be bad or good. The main reason is that he looks rather vulgar and looks scammers. In addition to fooling some pilgrims from Fanjing Mountain, the locals avoid him and can only barely make a living by making money.

Zhao Yuan asked Cao Shenxian why he didn't go out to try his luck. Cao Shenxian said that his father's father's father's father's father's father's father's father's father's father's father said that this Jingshan town is prosperous and the Cao family is now in the shoal of Longyou. In time, their Cao family will definitely be carried forward and shine the ancestors.

"Shenxian Cao, your name is not good. I think about fucking the immortal every day, and the immortal will definitely not help you." Zhao Yuan sat on a bench, leaning against the mottled earth wall, lazily enjoying the autumn sunshine.

"You are wrong!" Cao Shenxian sneered.

"What am I wrong?" Zhao Yuan smiled and lifted up the copper pot roasted on the charcoal stove next to him, filled the two broken cups with water, and tasted it lightly. At this time, the inferior tea was already soaked without any taste.

"Our family originally had no surname Cao, but later, my grandfather's grandfather's..."

"Okay, just say your ancestors." Zhao Yuan quickly interrupted Shenxian Cao. He knew that after saying this, it would be endless.

"Hmph, my ancestors changed their surnames specifically and said that if they were comfortable with the gods, the gods would take care of our Cao family."

"Ah... cough cough... make the gods feel comfortable..." Zhao Yuan looked at Shenxian Cao with an incredible look on his face.

"Of course, we have been called Cao Shenxian for generations, but in fact they are Cao Shenxian." Cao Shenxian looked proud.

"I don't know this for hundreds of years. Haven't the gods been comfortable with your Cao family?" Zhao Yuan laughed.

"This... this... the gods are immortals, they must be different from mortals. If you want to fuck them to a climax, it will not work for hundreds of years..." Cao Shenxian said with an embarrassed look on his face.

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Faced with such a ridiculous reason, Zhao Yuan could only be speechless.

"Hehe, boy, I see your heaven is full of earth and earth..."

"Okay, just say, don't use your trick of fooling people on me, I don't have the money to give it to you." Zhao Yuan interrupted Cao Shenxian mercilessly.

"Fuck, I'll lend you all the tables, chairs, and teapots. It's not okay to let me talk about them!" Cao Shenxian said angrily.

"I can change the place, the shoemaker's location is actually better than yours." Zhao Yuan glanced at the shoemaker's stall not far away and snorted coldly.

"Okay okay, I'm convinced. You're harder than a god... But you've been around for ten days and haven't sold a painting, so it's not a solution. I think you'd better sell it cheaper..."

"No." Zhao Yuan refused flatly.

"I've seen too many fools. This is the first time I've seen someone as stupid as you." Cao Shenxian sighed.

"As the saying goes, women are to please themselves, and a thousand-mile horse also needs Bole to discover. I, Zhao Yuan, are like your Cao family. Once I encounter water, I will turn into a dragon." Zhao Yuan said lightly.

"Just blow it... But the paintings you painted are really good. Although I, Cao Shenxian, don't understand calligraphy, have some appreciation ability. Your word... hey... your painting... hey... hey... hey... hey... hey... hey... you actually want 10,000 imperial coins, you are crazy!" Cao Shenxian looked at the painting on the table with a look of admiration. She was thinking about the praise words, but she couldn't think of it. When she saw the price marked on it, she immediately couldn't control her emotions and cursed.

"There will always be someone who can afford the price." A ray of autumn wind swept over, and Zhao Yuan felt a hint of chill, tightened his clothes and closed his eyes slightly.

"Oh, I, Shenxian Cao, have been a god for my whole life. All my property has not been a thousand imperial coins yet. You actually imagined that you would sell ten thousand imperial coins with a painting. You are so fearless... Huh... Come on, little brother, I see that you have a wonderful bones and must be a martial arts genius. The important task of maintaining justice and peace in the Qin Empire in the future will be given to you! I have a book called "Ten Thousand People" here, the original price is thirteen yuan, eight yuan, you are counted as ten yuan..."

Zhao Yuan opened his eyes and watched Cao Shenxian suddenly jump out and grabbed a naughty green man, chatting endlessly about him buying "Ten Thousand People Enemies", and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Who knows that "Enemy of Ten Thousands of People" is indeed a true treasure of cultivation!
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