Ling Fan is very happy now because he is also a rich man. In this evil world where money measures status, money is the goal that everyone pursues.

To put it bluntly, the world of mortals is the world of money. Money is the standard for measuring everything. The poor pursue money for life, and the rich pursue money for enjoyment, status, and extravagant. In short, no matter what kind of people are, they all need money and want money!

Although Ling Fan is a monk, he is just a monk with low cultivation. His mind and nature have not jumped out of the circle of mortals. He who can regard money as dirt are all people with advanced cultivation. The things that money trade can no longer reach the eye of such monks.

Ling Fan looked at the special gold card in his hand and felt a lot of emotion for a moment. The numbers on the gold card made him feel excited. He had never seen so much money in his life. The previous second he was just a poor man with only tens of thousands of gold coins. Before he could breathe, he was already a rich man with millions of gold coins. He had an unreal feeling, as if he was in a dream.

"What's wrong with me? Have I fallen into the sea of ​​desire for money? A monk should stick to his original heart. Strength is the king! A monk and a mortal are people in two worlds. Money is important, but not the only one. I have been obsessed with it without realizing it!" Ling Fan was shocked. Although he liked money very much, he was not addicted to it. He always had a clear mind and knew that strength should be the ultimate pursuit of a cultivator. Unexpectedly, this time he almost pulled himself out of the impact of a huge amount of gold coins, almost lost his original heart and fell into the sea of ​​desire for money!

Ling Fan wiped the cold sweat that unconsciously arose on his forehead, and was secretly afraid that the temptation of money was so powerful that he almost fell into it.

At this time, the hawkers from the vendors on the street suddenly heard particularly loudly into his ears. His eyes couldn't help but look at the vendors who kept shouting at the vendors on the street. They shouted in the scorching sun, their skin was tanned, and beads of sweat the size of beans were emitting on their foreheads. But even if they worked hard for such a day, their income was only enough to survive!

"Is this the difference? Some people can earn money they earn in ten lives by just talking, and no matter how hard they work hard, they work hard for a day, they can only get a very small reward. Different starting points and different circumstances, labor and reward are not proportional. What they lack is fairness!" Ling Fan looked at the crowds of all kinds of people coming and going on the street, and couldn't help but think of his own words; "People are selfish. If this world wants to operate, there is no so-called absolute fairness, but they can give them a fair opportunity and a fair starting point! Everyone practices Taoism, I want everyone to be like a dragon, and everyone can stand on the fair starting line. Yes, I want everyone to practice Taoism, this is the way in my heart!"

Ling Fan's enlightenment in his heart, and he became a blessing in disguise, which further stabilized his heart of Tao and firmly adhered to his original heart. As long as he still had Tao in his heart, he would not sink; as long as he still had Tao in his heart, he would not lose his way!

"Who?" Ling Fan, who suddenly realized his heart, felt much more sensitive. Just as he was extremely happy, he suddenly found that someone was following him. He remembered the eyes he found when he came out of the VIP room, "Is it that person? Who is following me? Could it be that person? Could it be Qingyang sent me?" Ling Fan thought secretly. After he came to the Great Chu Empire, he only had grudges and entanglements with Qingyang. There is no need to doubt the power of Qingtian Pavilion. As the uncrowned king in this area, Ling Fan believed that as long as Qingyang used the power of Qingtian Pavilion, it would not be difficult to find him.

"No? I have fought with Qingyang, and he also has a certain understanding of my strength. If it were Qingyang people, it would be impossible to send only spiritual masters. Who is it?" Ling Fan felt that someone was following him, and he released his spiritual consciousness. His spiritual consciousness was different from ordinary people. Ordinary people use their mental power to perceive, while he feedbacks the picture through spiritual sons, so as long as his strength is not much higher than him, he will basically not notice his spiritual consciousness.

"I want to see who is the sacred person, and he actually put his ideas on me." A strange arc hung on the corner of Ling Fan's mouth. He didn't cause trouble for others, but others even asked him for trouble. He has always refused everyone. People always look for trouble for those who ask for trouble!

Ling Fan stood in the crowd, glanced at the person who was following him sneakily, smiled on the corner of his mouth, snorted coldly, and then accelerated his pace, and the person who was following behind him secretly followed closely.

Ling Fan walked into a shop selling maps and bought a map of the entire territory of the Great Chu Empire. After all, he was a newcomer and was not familiar with the Great Chu Empire and had no sense of direction, so he had to buy a map.

Ling Fan found a direction on the map, and then began to walk towards the gate of Luobei City.

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"Young master, that boy has left the city." A big man said to the abnormally pale man in front of him.

"I'm not blind. I want you to talk nonsense and follow first, so as not to alarm the enemy, and then take action in a place where there are fewer people."

Ling Fan walked out of Luobei City and found a relatively sparse and remote place on the map. He planned to lead the group of people who followed him to that place before taking action.

"The conversion between prey and hunter should be more exciting." Ling Fan sneered in his heart, and then accelerated his pace and walked in the selected direction.

Luobei City is considered a top-notch city in the Great Chu Empire, so even if it leaves the city, there are also many people in the suburbs. Therefore, the man behind Ling Fan was not in a hurry to take action. His thoughts almost coincide with Ling Fan. It is interesting to take action in places with few people.

But after following for a while, the man frowned. As a man born and raised in the Great Chu Empire, he knew exactly what the end of this direction meant.

"Young Master, the direction that kid seems to be in Death Flame Valley."

"Don't just say useless words!" The man seemed very dissatisfied with the man behind him, and said angrily, and then said to himself, "Is this kid not a member of the Great Chu Empire, and even the Desolate Yan Valley dared to go to. No matter what, before entering the Desolate Yan Valley, get the Spirit-Supering Pill first."

At this time, Ling Fan had already walked to the remote valley area, and there was almost no people around him.

And at this moment, a man wearing a white-collar ginger and a sickly white face jumped out, and there were ten big men behind him.

"Boy, I know you have discovered us a long time ago. I have to say that you are quite brave, but you didn't hide and deliberately led us here." The man in white ginger's voice was a bit morbid.

"I think it is, it turns out it is you. So you want to upgrade the spirit pill?" Ling Fan understood something when he heard this very "characteristic" voice. He thought the other party gave up the spirit pill, but he didn't expect that it would be impossible to do anything, so he even started to steal the secret.

"It's good that you know. Hand over the spirit-supporting pills by obediently, and I can spare your life." The man in white ginger said arrogantly.

"dream!"

(I don’t know if there is anyone after twelve o’clock. If there are still some, I hope everyone can help me click and strive to enter the potential masterpiece list late at night... Thank you) (To be continued)
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