"Get rich!"

Under the plunder of all the human monks, all the human monks were squeezed out. Han Qin finally stopped being troubled by daily use. He not only got dry food, rice, steamed buns and other food from these human monks, but also got paper, pen and even maps, and had a few clean clothes. Gold, silver, fine and soft, and it was no problem.

Especially the Jindan monks, they were even more fat and oily. They all had the "Treasure Bags" that depicted the storage array. The space sizes vary, but the smallest one was about a cubic cube, which was no longer small. The Jindan monk would not treat himself badly. There were everything in the Treasure Bags. Han Qin even found several jade slips that recorded the methods of cultivation, but the ones recorded were all methods of cultivating spiritual power. He tried it and it was completely useless.

Maybe it was a conflict with my faith power, Han Qin thought so.

He was not disappointed either. The magic of the power of faith made Han Qin very confident that the power of faith was a kind of power higher than spiritual power. If you already have something better, you would naturally not be disappointed.

"I want to eat! Give me!" The hatchet floated beside Han Qin, and the sword soul kept noising. It was coveting the weapons of these monks, but Han Qin did not let it eat. Unlike when he first met, Han Qin's power of faith had already reached a small extent. Within the scope of the mountain temple, he was the controller. The sword soul could not escape his control. As long as Han Qin did not nod, the sword soul could not eat it even if he wanted to.

The sword soul was so rebellious that he could not bear such anger. First, he got angry with a bad temper, and then threatened him, but Han Qin was indifferent. He had no choice but to start the fatigue bombing, trying to make Han Qin unable to stand the compromise and give him some magical tools to eat.

Han Qin is a person who has been baptized by the old Taoist snooping his own sacrificial teachings. He doesn't take the Taoist practice seriously. He just pretends that it does not exist.

Wolf King Afu flew over from a distance with a human monk in his hand, threw the person down, and said to Han Qin: "This is the last monk with the golden elixir. The other fish are trying their best to escape. Before the group of humans figured out what happened, no one dared to step into the grassland again."

"It's done well!" Han Qin praised, and Afu frowned. He hated this kind of praise very much, and seemed to be his boss.

"Trouble, mother-in-law." Han Qin said to Yin. Yin nodded with a smile, looking at the Jindan monk who had just gotten up, his pupils flashed. The Jindan monk's eyes were straight and he automatically began to explain.

"I come from Danxia Sect, my name is Guangxuzi, Jindan Realm, and I come to the territory of the demon clan to find the purple heart grass..."

While explaining, he took out his homework.

"Another fat sheep!" Han Qin found two bottles of elixirs. Although he didn't know what it was for, he didn't know what it was for. He was not very different. No matter how bad the elixirs of the Jindan realm cultivators were, they were not much worse.

Seeing his appearance, the demon races were all wondering: Is this guy really a human? How could he rob humans? He was more excited than the demon race!

This is something that the demon race cannot understand. People are born to like fighting in their nests.

"Okay, everything is here, I'll talk about the arrangement."

The monsters understood that this was about to start dividing the spoils.

The little fox jumped out and said, "The idea was what my elder brother thought about, and it was arranged by my elder brother. My elder brother has to take the big head!"

No one made a sound, and in the hearts of the demons, they also felt that Han Qin would not waste his time and that it was normal to have some plans.

"Speak, little kid, stop interrupting." Han Qin picked up the little fox and threw it on his shoulders, saying to the demons: "Same part, let's talk about these pills first." Han Qin pointed to the various bottles and jars placed on the table and said: "Mrs. Yin has asked about the approximate effect of the medicine just now. I suggest that we distribute it according to the value of the medicine and the situation of the effort."

He looked at the snake mother-in-law who was pulled by the Python King to play her and said, "Pang King, don't say I'm just helping. Seventy percent of the human monks caught at present were caught on the grassland. The Wolf King and his demons under him made a lot of efforts. According to the principle of distribution according to work, 70% of the pills belong to them."

The wolf king Afu raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Han Qin to say that. After thinking for a while, he said, "No, just divide it equally."

Han Qin waved his hand and said seriously: "Since I initiated this matter and I am also in charge of it, I have to follow my rules. Without rules, there will be no square or round."

Ah Fu was still about to speak, but Yin stopped him with his eyes: "What Han Qin said makes sense, just listen."

"The 70% I just said is distributed according to work. More work is more rewarding, and more distribution is also distributed according to needs. If there is a demon in the forest urgently needs some kind of elixir, according to priorities, you can choose first as appropriate. But you need to check the value and make up for the difference. You need to define the specific value of each elixir. If you really don't understand, you can also ask Grandma Yin to ask the human monks, and they must have a standard for the value of elixirs."

Yin nodded with a smile and said, "Leave this to me."

The wolf king nodded and said, "It's fair, that's it."

At the instruction of the python king, the mother-in-law nodded in agreement.

The little fox leaned into Han Qin's ear and whispered: "Brother, you don't want a elixir? You want two, so it's good to give it to me."

"Kid, stop talking." Han Qin yelled at her and wanted to continue to say it. However, this reminded the demons. The python king signaled the snake mother-in-law to speak, saying, "Ali is right, you should have a share. In this way, take out 10% for you first, and then divide it."

10%...

The wolf king Afu thought about it for a while, but it didn't seem too much, and said, "Yes."

"It's really not necessary." Han Qin said seriously: "Pills are urgently needed by the demon clan, because the demon clan cannot refine elixirs. And I am a human, I can learn to refine elixirs. Besides..." Han Qin whispered a little and said: "These pills are not very useful to me. I am only alone, unlike you, there are so many demons and demon generals under my command."

"Brother, I, I..." The little fox was so anxious that he was about to cry. Han Qin grabbed it from his shoulder and rubbed it for a while. He was confused and honest.

Seeing that Han Qin's words were sincere, the two demon kings no longer insisted. Han Qin was talking about it. In fact, the elixirs they had collected were of little use to them. Their realm was there, and high-level elixirs could not come from the Jindan monks. They were all for the sake of their younger brothers, and they were the main force that consumed these elixirs.

"The next thing we want to talk about is another important question." Han Qin looked at the two demon kings in front of him and asked: "How should we make up for this price difference? Does the demon clan have currency?"
Chapter completed!