Chapter 93 One Year

   "A Baiyan-level tomb actually sold 170,000 high-grade spirit stones. Do you want to be so exaggerated?"

  In the auction house, in a certain box, a group of people clicked their tongues in amazement.

  All are Baiyan luck masters, including Song Yucheng's trio.

   It's not that they haven't sold large tombs, but the highest among them is less than 140,000 high-grade spirit stones.

   "It is worthy of being the number one Baiyan Qiyun master today." A Qiyun master sighed.

   "Bai Yan will be number one in the future, and he should be the one to take over. It's okay if you don't accept it."

   "I really want to make friends with Chen Shen, but it's a pity that the other party is devoted to Taoism, hiding in the house all day to practice, and doesn't communicate with us.

  Otherwise, I can earn more spirit stones by auctioning the quota in his name. "

  Listening to what his companions said, Song Yucheng and the three of them were not in a good mood.

  They had the best chance to become friends with Chen Shen. The first two didn't seize the opportunity and didn't like him very much, but the only one who got close to him with the cheek was persuaded to leave by the two of them.

   What a pity, Song Yucheng and the two shook their heads slightly.

  …

   About half an hour later, Chen Shen's four large tomb places were all sold.

   There are a total of 700,000 high-grade spirit stones, which is a lot of money.

   Rao is Chen Shen, who has seen strong winds and waves. This is the first time he sees so many spirit stones, and he is also a little excited.

  After deducting the reserve price of 100,000 from the palace and the commission from the auction house, he obtained a total of 540,000 top-grade spirit stones.

   It is still the kind that does not have to pay taxes.

   "Master Chen, this is your spirit stone, please check it."

  A female cultivator entered the private room and respectfully handed over a storage ring.

   "Master, please inspect and put it away. The storage ring needs to be returned."

   "..." Chen Shen.

  Why is this sentence so familiar?

  He pulled out a hosta on his head, then swept his consciousness into the storage ring, and put all the aura into the hosta.

   This is the space jade hairpin of the genius Jiang Xingyue back then, but he has re-sacrificed it, and the space is doubled.

   "These are the tokens of the four strong men who need to be buried, and they will all be buried tomorrow." The nun took out four more jade pendants and said.

  Chen Shen took it and nodded.

  After the female cultivator retreated, he continued to watch the strong bid for the tomb without changing his face.

   Hum!

  The delicate bag on the waist moved slightly.

   That was his spiritual consciousness quietly entered the hosta, and transferred all the spirit stones to this treasure bag.

   "The safety of Ziyuan is difficult to guarantee in case of any thieves.

  Go back and put the spirit stone in a safer place. " he thought.

   It is always beneficial to keep a little bit of mind.

  Chen Shen watched it again, and left before the auction house closed.

   During this period of time, there was no Zihe tomb vacant, so there were not too many people.

  But if there is news about Zihe, it will be several times more lively.

  He has heard from Old Zhao that some people in the city have waited decades or hundreds of years for this level of tomb.

   It's just those ancestors of the family who died and have not yet been buried. If Quan Xia knows, I don't know how he will feel.

   On the second day, the four aristocratic sects who needed to be buried were already waiting at the entrance of the Purple Garden.

  Three aristocratic families and one sect are not from the royal city.

   "I've heard about Master Chen for a long time, I didn't expect him to be so young, he is really young and promising!"

  The four principals hurried forward to greet Chen Shen who was approaching.

  The latter was not too polite, compared the tokens, and led a group of people into the purple garden.

   "Great Master!"

  In the garden, Chen Shen used the array formation method he had used in the Taoism discussion a few days ago.

   Mainly to open the eyes of these people, the more fame they accumulate, the higher their worth will naturally be.

  After about two hours, all the four families were buried.

   "It's been a long time since I opened, so-so."

  Chen Shen received the reward from the system.

  They are all dead Huashen ancestors with little experience.

   "The place is big. Among these ancestors of the gods, half of them have middle-grade spiritual roots. They should be martial arts, etc., which are much stronger than those of the hundred countries."

   "It's the same as opening a blind box, I hope there will be surprises next time."

   Chen Shen is looking forward to it.

  …

  The days that followed were much more uneventful.

  He practices daily, spends a little time studying luck, and the rest is to improve his cultivation.

  Chen Shen's talent of Qi Luck is really good. Even if the time spent on him is far less than his daily practice, it still improves considerably.

   "Just like this, I am confident that I will be promoted to Greenbird within two years.

   But still not too fast, in case someone misses it, it would be bad to grab and slice it.

   Strive for a breakthrough within three years. "

   he thought.

   Three months later, it was time for the Discussion Conference.

  The interesting thing this time is that there is only one place!

   There is a large tomb of white geese, but neither green sparrow nor purple crane.

   "There's only one quota, so why bother, it's better to just give it to Chen Shen.

  Or you can save the quota to the next quarter. "

  A Baiyan Luck Master complained.

   "Look at what you said, don't be so sour.

  Without our participation, how can Chen Shen be extraordinary? Without us, who will prove that Chen Shen is a genius. "

   "So the meaning of our existence is to compare who is a genius?"

   "No, you proved yourself ordinary."

  No surprises, it was another brilliant exhibition match, Chen Shen won the only place by overpowering the crowd.

   "The comprehension of the green bird-level formation is getting deeper and deeper." Master Zihe, who presided over the competition, nodded slightly and smiled.

   Three days later.

   "Open the blind box!"

   "The burial was successful, and some top-grade spiritual roots were obtained!"

  Chen Shen looked happy, he was really lucky.

   "It's time to buy a big house."

  The Ziyuan Luck Masters don’t just practice in the garden, almost all of them have houses in the city.

  After all, working as a luck master in Ziyuan is a comfortable and extremely stable job that does not afford any disputes.

  So everyone also has their own small family, and basically they all get married and start a business.

  Chen Shen drove through the bustling royal city in a carriage.

   In the middle, he got out of the carriage and went to the most famous restaurant in Anwang City to eat and drink alone.

   After more than an hour, the carriage stopped at a shop.

   "Buy a house with full payment!" This was Chen Shen's toughest time in a super first-tier city.

   Next, Chen Shen looked at many houses in five or six streets in a residential area.

  Finally, he bought a courtyard in the middle of the street on the Thirteenth Street in this quiet residential area.

   "The guest officer has good eyesight. The original owner of this house is also a luck master, and you have some fate with the guest officer." The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face.

   "Yes, it is not dusty, it should be cleaned daily."

  Chen Shen walked into the mansion, looked around, and nodded slightly.

   "Of course, since the master is a master of luck, he should be able to see that the location of this house is very good, facing south..."

  …

   A quarter of an hour later, Chen Shen entered the house with a contract similar to a real estate certificate.

   "It's okay to work hard for eight years to build a family." He nodded slightly.

  At night, he changed his appearance, changed his bones, and left the house.

   "The habit of doing things at night still cannot be changed."

  Chen Shen was wearing a mask and a black robe, talking to himself.

  He went to buy some formation materials.

   After collecting corpses for many years, he has gained a lot in the four arts and gained a lot of experience packs.

   "The covering array I can arrange now is at most to prevent the Ancestor of Huashen from spying, and that's all I can do."

  Three days later, Chen Shen arranged several killing and covering formations inside and outside the house.

  In the entire courtyard, there is also a large spirit gathering array.

  After finishing all this, he showed a satisfied smile.

   "The three of you take good care of the courtyard every day. There is a magic circle in the courtyard. This is the array. I will come here from time to time."

  Chen Shen invited three servants to manage the house, and then returned to Ziyuan.

   In the next nine months, Chen Shen won two quotas and sold them at sky-high prices.

  In one quarter, not a single large tomb was vacated.

   "Did you find out, those of us Baiyan luck masters who have been trained, it seems that Chen Shen has never visited the cemetery."

   "As soon as you leave the teacher, you will take the first place in the discussion, and you don't need to patrol if you can do it."

  Many people are envious and talking about it.

   "Let's go, there are two purple crane tombs vacant this time, the competition must be fierce." Someone said.

   "Chen Shen, would you like to go to the auction house with us to watch the purple crane battle?"

  A group of Baiyan luck masters invited Chen Shen, but the latter declined.

   "Although this person's talent is good, he has always been number one, but he is too withdrawn. We are all of the same way, and we should communicate with each other. This will also help us in all aspects."

  Looking at Chen Shenyuan's back, a fortune teller said dissatisfied.

   "It seems that if he doesn't communicate with us, it won't hinder him from becoming stronger and richer." A fortune master also laughed at himself.

  …

   Calvin, this chapter is full of water... Make it up tomorrow.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)