Chapter 512: Missed a billion

Cangshan School, Guzhong Study Room.
"Head, you can be regarded as coming back."
Han Yun said with a bitter face and a faint resentment.
Even if Gu Zhong left by himself, he also took Lin Xiao and Linchen away. The morning exercises were no longer in charge, and the affairs of the Heart Fa Palace fell on him.
The pressure on Han Yun, the palace master, was enormous, and it was really miserable.
"Hurt, isn't this something urgent?"
"Speaking of the head, what have you been doing these days? The Patriarch of Jiang Ling's family has been here several times."
"Oh, yes, Lord Tang Gu also came once."
"But when he learned that the demons had been repelled, he left again."
"Okay, I see."
"Now there is a very important thing, you let Xiao Hei and Lao Zhao take the disciples to do it."
When Gu Zhong said this, Han Yun immediately became serious, as if he was instructed.
"This seat has set up a teleportation array in the back mountain, and the destination of the teleportation is a natural vein of spirit stone."
"Let them dig back all the remaining mature natural spirit stones."
"What? Spirit stone vein?"
Han Yun almost fell off his chair in shock, "The boss is going to mine veins these days?"
My mother, it's been only a few days, less than half a month, right? The head opened a vein of spirit stone? ?
What Han Yun didn't know was that their seemingly idle head had already arranged everything secretly.
"Isn't it all? I went to lie down in Beijing and participated in a disciple competition."
"Swept the top ten."
"In a few days I have to go back to participate in the sect round election."
Ga
Han Yun has been completely petrified...
What is the chief talking about? ? Wait a moment~~
The amount of information is slightly larger, let me take a good look...
"Zongmen round selection? Headmaster, you are talking about the top ten sect round elections?"
What I missed... Han Yun really regretted, why didn't he follow, so that after listening to Gu Zhong's words, he felt like he missed one hundred million.
Until Gu Zhong nodded, Han Yun covered his chest sadly, "I regret it!"
When Gu Zhong asked him about the round of ten sects, he also wanted to prepare from now, maybe he could have the opportunity to participate in the next round of ten sects ten years later.
With good luck, it should be no problem to get a tenth place.
As a result, the headmaster took a few disciples and went on a business trip. When he came back, he told him that he was going to participate in Da Chu's most authoritative sect competition soon?
Had it not been for Gu Zhongshuai to be too real, Han Yun would even feel that he was dreaming.
"I... I know."
"Then I will give orders now."
"Wait a minute~~"
"Not in a hurry, you can share these with the disciples of the Temple of Wind and Rain."
Gu Zhong took out a space ring and threw it to Han Yun, saying: "There are a thousand pieces of talisman paper in it, which can be used to transmit sound to people within a thousand miles. Let's use it for now."
"Not enough to come to me again."
The sound transmission talisman is a treasure that Gu Zhong found when he visited the exchange mall. It can be exchanged for one with 10 contribution points. Although it is a consumable item, our ancient master is now rich and can consume it.
With the sound transmission talisman, the disciples of the Temple of Wind and Rain can save some physical strength and spiritual energy without using the secret sound transmission method. For an intelligence agent, it can save the next second.
The more messages that can be delivered are immeasurable.
"Thank you, the head!"
He knew that the first-class killer organization would use this kind of thing. After all, there were too few craftsmen in Da Chu making talisman paper. Even the low-level talisman paper of the sound transmission would sell for 10,000 gold coins.
The price/performance ratio is too low, so most killers would rather choose to be distracted and use secret methods to spread the message.
Now that the head has a thousand shots, Han Yun can use it with peace of mind.
"By the way, give you these things too."
With a "brush", a row of pitch-black cylindrical objects appeared in front of Han Yun, and his eyes were lit up instantly.
"this is..."
"Spirit fire tube?"
"Do you know?" Gu Zhong smiled: "It seems that we have quite a lot of knowledgeable people."
"The boss is joking. The Spirit Fire Tube is the weapon we used most when the Great Chu went to war with other countries. Anyone who pays a little attention to current affairs knows it."
"Why are you in charge..."
Han Yun's eyes became solemn, and the head of the boss went to Beijing to get back a military item. Is this the rhythm to start dealing with the royal family?
"It's nothing, you can use it."
By the way, the black spheres were also thrown to Han Yun.
This thing is not as easy to use as a pistol, but his dislike does not mean that Han Yun and other native warriors who have never seen aircraft carrier tanks on the earth are not interested.
Sure enough, Han Yun was shocked by the generosity of the ancient head again.
But... my boss, this is military supplies, who dares to use it casually.
"The man I brought back, where did you keep him?"
Gu Zhong suddenly remembered the three million, and didn't pay attention to his cultivation level. After returning to the school, he asked Han Yun to find a place to shut him down.
In case of starvation, three million would be gone.
"It's locked in the dungeon of the Temple of Wind and Rain, don't worry, the head."
"I have sent someone to guard it in turn."
"Ok."
"Wait a moment..." Gu Zhong responded fiercely, "The dungeon is closed? Isn't that our martial warehouse?"
...
Inside the dungeon.
Chu Yicheng was unkempt, and the corners of his eyes were tearful looking at the spirit stones, minerals, and various precious spirit animal skins around him.
He felt that his life experience was too miserable, even if he was chased and killed by his brother.
Finally met someone who was willing to rescue him, and turned out to be a bandit.
Escaped a catastrophe, and finally was abandoned by bandits.
I'm so miserable!