"I've given you three days, so you'll find me these few boxes of secrets?" Oboi kicked his housekeeper to the ground, and he was very angry now.

Is it so difficult to find a secret book?

Aren’t there many martial arts schools in the world? With his influence as the number one warrior of the Qing Dynasty, shouldn’t we find out the secrets of several cars in three days?

Why are there only four wooden boxes?

The housekeeper said with a bruised and swollen face: "Master, it's not that we are not serious about doing things. It's because those who practice martial arts hide too secretly on weekdays, and things happen suddenly, we are not prepared. There are only so many secrets that can be found in a short period of time. If you give me some grace..."

After Oboi came back, he ordered the people in his mansion to mobilize all their power to collect martial arts secrets, but the court has always had a bad relationship with the martial arts world and has no cooperation at all. In three days, he could find 360 secret books filled with four wooden boxes, which was based on the cooperation of the recruited gangs.

Among these secret books, there are only a few excellent martial arts books, and the rest are ordinary and inefficient kung fu.

"I'll give you another week to continue collecting secrets. If I'm not satisfied next time, you won't need to take your life!" Oboi was furious. He pointed to the butler's nose and cursed, "What are you doing while standing there? Get out of here!"

The butler rolled and crawled out.

He has followed Oboi for many years.

This is the first time I have seen Oboi get such a big temper.

"Hmph, Master, I'm going to die soon. I'm not serious about doing things. What a slave!" Oboi calmed down his anger a little. Now the secret of martial arts is his life-buying money. Whoever obstructs him is trying to harm him.

He stared at the four wooden boxes, communicated with the exchange center of all worlds in his heart, and conveyed the idea of ​​entering.

A flash of white light,

He and the wooden box disappeared.

Two hawkers dressed in a low voice whispered in the corner of the pyramid.

Hawker Ar: “Have you heard of it?

Shaolin Temples in various worlds are about to merge,

The reason is that two of the Shaolin Temples sold out all their secrets, which made the other Shaolin Temples so poor that they could not afford anything.

Now they are going to establish the Wanjie Shaolin Temple,

Share resources.”

Hawker B: "Does Shaolin Temple, which sells secret books, agree?"

The vendor Ar nodded: "It was what they proposed."

Hawker B: "Why are they so kind?"

The hawker Jia looked around and said, "I heard that a monk thought that Shaolin Temple was too weak. Only by joining together could they make stable profits in the Exchange Center of All Worlds."

Hawker B: "Then they made a name for themselves?"

Hawker A replied: "I heard that they stood out from a number of competitors with the advantages of large numbers, good techniques and low prices, and obtained the exclusive production rights of Wanjie Exchange Center and the smallest Huandan, and became the supplier of Wanjie Exchange Center."

Oboi shook his head and glanced at the two vendors beside him. He thought that even if the monk was hugging him, he would not have a great future. The supplier sounded famous, wasn’t it just a job?

He has more than 300 secret books, which are worth dozens of black crystal realms. After selling them, he immediately became a rich man.

Oboi stacked the four wooden boxes together, bent down and held the bottom, picked them up with a loud shout, and then walked towards the exit staggeringly.

The Wanjie Exchange Center has been open for three days.

A lot of changes have occurred in the past three days. For example, in order to give self-employed people the opportunity to grow, the Wuhun Hall has added a new square. In the square, tourists from all over the world can freely set up stalls and sell goods in the planned area.

They can sell items below the limit level of the Spirit Hall and will not be charged any fees.

The restriction level will increase as the level of goods sold by the Wanjie Exchange Center increases. At present, self-employed individuals can freely buy and sell thermal weapons, medium-range martial arts and ordinary drugs with lower power than nuclear bombs, which gives many self-employed individuals who have no resources to sell their resources to improve their upwards.

But overall, Ye Ying set up the Exchange Center of All Worlds to connect large forces in various worlds, make progress and develop together.

If self-employed people do not want to be abandoned by the development speed of the Wanjie Exchange Center, they must choose to join or form a force.

The Wanjie Exchange Center has just been established for three days, and now there is only one famous force, that is, Wanjie Shaolin Temple, a monk organization. They have expanded rapidly due to their clear positioning. Currently, all Shaolin Temples have joined this organization.

Due to its large number of people and outstanding professionalism, I won the bid at the bidding meeting of the manufacturer of Huandan, a large and small manufacturer, and made my first pot of gold.

However, the exclusivity of the Wanjie Shaolin Temple is also very clear. Most self-employed people are still waiting for the emergence of other major forces, and are not impulsively ordained and become monks.

The next major force may be the Wanli Martial Arts Conference that unites all martial arts practitioners. Many martial arts sects are already discussing this matter. They have no objection to the union, but they have never decided who will be the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, Guo Jing, Qiao Feng, Huang Laoxie and many others are qualified to be the leader, and it is estimated that the candidate for the leader will not be determined until next week as soon as possible.

Oboi rushed around the crowd with a secret box in his arms, and he shouted loudly: "Give way to the First Warrior of the Qing Dynasty!"

The box blocked his sight, which led to him often hitting people. After hitting them, he did not apologize, and continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

"Get out of the way!"

"The first warrior of the Qing Dynasty is here!"

Oboi forced himself into the recycling counter, which attracted a burst of glare and abuse.

He responded shamelessly: "I have a lot of things, so I should sell it first! You poor guys are all standing behind!"

"Obai?!" A shocked voice sounded.

Oboi's eyelids twitched. He put the box underground and turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came. He was surprised to see a strange emperor.

He thought to himself how many emperors there are in the Exchange Center of the Worlds, why are there everywhere?

He curled his lips and said, "Do you know me?"

"It's you!" The emperor said gritting his teeth, "I am Zhu Youjian, the Emperor of Ming Dynasty!"

Zhu Youjian was Chongzhen, the king of the fallen country of the Ming Dynasty.

Oboi was happy: "It's you boy, aren't you hanging in Coal Mountain? Are you pretending to die?"

He looked at Chongzhen carefully. Although he was an old man who followed Huang Taiji into the pass, by accident, he had never seen Chongzhen's true face.

"I am living well. When did I go to the Coal Mountain to hang myself? I have heard of your reputation for killing many of my soldiers on the front line. I didn't expect to see him here today." Chongzhen stared at Oboi, looking at him, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite Oboi.
Chapter completed!