You must learn to share the cake instead of keeping it all to yourself.

Zhang Heng knows this very well, so he has always been generous: "These 500 million immortal stones are your share. Don't be too little. This is just the first dividend when the business bank is first established. From now on, it will be one cent every year, ranging from 100 million to more."

Then Sanwu, I won’t treat you badly.”

"Senior brother, I didn't do anything, how can I be embarrassed?"

The white deer's eyes shined.

Even though he was being polite, his little hands couldn't help but move forward.

"Duplicity."

Have money to share.

Zhang Heng also had a smile on his face: "Take it, you deserve it. Liu Jian also has his. In short, I am not a solitary eater. If I have something to eat, everyone will have something to eat."

"Thank you, senior brother."

The white deer was very happy.

Although 500 million Immortal Stones is not much, you must know that this is only the first dividend, and there will be dividends every year in the future.

It is inconspicuous for one or two years.

One hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years.

It adds up to a lot.

Take the White Deer as an example, except for the standard immortal armor and immortal weapons from heaven, it has few immortal weapons on its body.

It only takes a thousand years.

It can arm itself from head to toe with fairy weapons.

Moreover, they are all top-grade immortal weapons, the kind that cost 10 billion immortal stones each. You can’t even look at the best immortal weapons.

This is only the first thousand years.

Arrived at the back.

The best fairy weapons are not attractive to the eyes, so if you want to play, play the acquired magic treasure.

One hundred billion is not enough, two hundred billion.

Two hundred billion is not enough, three hundred billion.

Talk about combat power.

How does combat power come from? It’s not just from piling up resources.

"Junior brother."

"You are so busy practicing your troops and horses in the camp. I made an appointment with the fat inspector of the Beast Control Supervisor to discuss the Pegasus with him."

Divided the money.

Zhang Heng has not forgotten business.

I went to the Beast Control Prison alone.

Arrive at the Beast Control Prison.

The fat prisoner was secretly drinking inside. When he saw Zhang Heng's visit, he looked ashamed and said, "Brother Xian is here..."

As he said that, he turned away embarrassedly and said with a groan: "Old Song from the Tianma Prison is too timid. I went there several times and he always said that he wanted to think about it again, so this matter was never done."

"If you ask me, what are you thinking about? There are millions of Pegasus in the entire Pegasus prison. To put it in perspective, let's just say that there was a plague and 3,000 of them died. Isn't it possible that there are still people here to exhume their bodies?"

Hear this.

Zhang Heng has a black streak on his head.

It really depends on how bold the people are and how productive the land is.

If he remembered correctly, he only said he wanted a thousand Pegasus horses.

Good guy.

The Fat Supervisor directly increased it to three thousand for him. Is it really disadvantageous for Heaven's Immortal Killing Platform?

"It's better to be cautious."

Zhang Heng smiled bitterly and said: "Pegasus belongs to the controlled military supplies in Heaven. Only a few elite troops are equipped. There has been no war in Heaven for a long time. If we don't manage it well, we will accidentally lose more than a thousand horses. If we find out, someone will have to take responsibility."

The fat eunuch was nonchalant: "My dear brother, what you said is untrue. Those of us who are immortal officials are not dependent on the mountains and the water. If we really point to the small salary from heaven, we would have drunk the northwest wind long ago."

Ahem...

Zhang Heng interrupted Fat Superintendent Zheng's complaint and looked left and right.

Sensing his caution, the fat prisoner chuckled and said, "Don't worry, dear brother, I'm a beast here. To put it bluntly, those big men will look at me and think it's bad luck. They won't have ears through walls."

Zhang Heng did not dare to be careless.

I put a few concealing charms on the door and window, and then carefully took out a jade box from my sleeve: "I went out a few days ago and got a true immortal level dragon demon pill. It's of no use to me. I just thought of you, brother.

I’ve raised a thunder beast, so I’ll feed it and give it a toothpaste.”

"Oh, that's so polite."

The fat supervisor put it away calmly, and then promised: "I will keep an eye on Tianma's affairs for you, and I will inform you if there is any news. Don't worry, Song Supervisor, who is in charge of Tianma Supervisor, and I are close friends. This matter

I will definitely do it for you."

Zhang Heng lowered his voice: "The main thing is to do it cleanly and not to be criticized by others."

"I see."

The drunken look on the fat prisoner's face had faded a bit, and he looked particularly shrewd: "I have been on duty and abided by the law for two thousand six hundred years, and I have never made any mistakes."

Zhang Heng left with peace of mind.

Don't fight for stealing, don't fight for laziness, and don't have eyesight if you turn around.

You must have eyes when doing things.

Let’s talk about this Pegasus.

Just like the police dogs in the world, there are always some that are disabled and weak and cannot be reused.

Can you make a compromise?

The last trick is to let the old and frail Pegasus exert its remaining energy, or let go of the world to enjoy peace and happiness.

As for how to use the waste heat.

Will you be hired again after being released?

That was another problem, and he believed that the Fat Supervisor would handle it well.

"Speaking of which, I haven't eaten the Sixth Transformation Golden Pill given to me by several ancestors."

"Cultivation is the foundation of everything. I have to quickly deal with the matters at hand, and then go to retreat for a period of time."

Out of the Beast Control Prison.

Zhang Heng lamented that there was not enough time and wished that one minute could be used as two minutes.

certainly.

He also understands the principle of sharpening the knife and chopping firewood.

Take the trade route from the Earthly Immortal Realm to the Demonic Realm, for example. This will be the financial land that will support his practice for a long time to come.

There is this route.

He doesn't need to worry about magic weapons and immortal stones.

Give up one moment and seek a thousand years.

This is a good deal.

"I have met Patriarch Zhang Heng."

A ray of escaping light falls into the mortal world.

Zhang Heng came straight to Maoshan in Jurong, preparing to discuss the trade route with Patriarch Jade Axe.

"Is the Patriarch here?"

Zhang Heng stood outside the Jade Ax Secret Realm and asked the disciple guarding the mountain.

"Grandmaster Zhang, it's unfortunate that you're here. Something happened to the sect, and Grandmaster went to the Discipline Hall."

Disciple Shoushan replied: "I just left a while ago."

"The Hall of Discipline?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly: "What happened?"

"this..."

The disciples guarding the mountain shook their heads one after another: "The Patriarch didn't say anything when he left, but his expression was quite serious."
To be continued...