Chapter 2517: Wang Lanshui

Chapter 2517 Wang Lanshui
The ruling dynasty of Konglu was named Yonggao dynasty, which means eternal supremacy.
In fact, it is true. Since the establishment of the Yonggao Dynasty, it has never caused the problem of imperial power falling behind others because of the turmoil of the current situation.
Of course, there are factors of gods overseeing the country, but when it comes to the bottom line, the royal family's overall background and strength are strong enough.
Whether it was the Purple Night Palace in the last era or the four major sects of this era, their disputes between these forces will always only be carried out in the arena.
If it really rises to the range of air and land, none of these forces can match the royal family!
The purple night palace once claimed to have one hundred thousand quasi-gods, and this is already the number one power in the world on the level of rivers and lakes!
The royal family is even more terrifying. It is said that at the core of the royal family, there are at least two hundred thousand quasi gods, and these two hundred thousand quasi gods are all three-step quasi gods!
The one-step and two-step quasi-gods below the three-step quasi-god can only live in the periphery of the royal family. The number of monks who have entered the quasi-god level is even more difficult to estimate!
In addition to ordinary quasi-gods, the royal family also has a lot of super-god combat power.
Of course, these super-god combat powers are all masters who are absolutely loyal to the royal family, otherwise the crack under the royal city would have been broken long ago.
After Su Fan followed the Hanshan Sect into the imperial city, he noticed that at least tens of thousands of extreme mental power perceptions passed by them.
And the masters of these spiritual perceptions are obviously exploring their strengths.
"It deserves to be a force fostered by the gods, there are so many royal masters!"
Su Fan sighed. He followed these mental perceptions to conduct counter-survey, and found that the blood and breath of those who exude mental perceptions all came from the same source.
In other words, these people belong to the same family power.
In the imperial city, the family power with so many reserves of strong people, no need to guess, it must be the royal family.
"Master, when we came to the imperial city ten years ago, the streets weren't so lively!"
In the carriage, Chi Qingming and Yan Yuan sat opposite each other on both sides of the window. Chi Qingming opened the curtains of the window, looked at the crowd on the wide street, and said with a smile.
"Hehe, the emperor's 3,000 birthday will be the emperor's birthday in a few days. This is a happy event for everyone to celebrate. There are more people in the imperial city at this moment. Isn't it normal?"
Yan Yuan smiled and said, it may be affected by the festive atmosphere around him, and his tired body and mind these days have also been relieved a lot.
"Ah? The Emperor is almost three thousand years old? Then isn't he about to..."
"Shhh, don't say it, this is the imperial city, no better than our sect, every word we say is likely to be under the supervision of the royal master!"
"Well, the disciple understands!"
Seeing Yan Yuan's suddenly serious expression, Chi Qingming was frightened in a cold sweat.
He almost forgot where he was, it was a place of great power like a cloud of masters.
"So the emperor is already three thousand years old?"
Outside the carriage, Su Fan muttered to himself, even though the conversation between Master Yan Yuan and the disciples was not loud, he still heard it truly.
Three thousand years old is the most difficult life for monks to pass. Ordinary monks pursue longevity through cultivation, but cultivation cannot extend their life uncontrollably.
Three thousand years old is already the limit of the life span that monks can extend through cultivation.
After that, cultivation will no longer be able to provide lifespan. Only by swallowing some heaven and earth spiritual objects or high-level pill can increase a small amount of lifespan, and it will not exceed a hundred years at most.
Of course, it is also feasible to use the Era Coffin to delay the passage of life, but for a 3,000-year-old monk, using the Era Coffin is just a sigh of relief.
After the Hanshan faction found an inn in the city, they checked in.
This inn is not big. After Hanshan sent everyone in, they just bought the rest of the rooms.
The innkeeper heard that people from the Hanshan School had come to check in, and he immediately came to receive him. After paying enough for the accommodation in Yanyuan, the innkeeper instantly became extremely enthusiastic.
As soon as Yan Yuan finished the check-in procedure, Xiao Ping broke in. After he and the old drunkard entered the city, they separated from the Hanshan faction and said that they wanted to go home and have a look.
"Oh, Brother Chi, how do you choose to live here? If I didn't ask someone who asked for information, I still don't know if you live here!"
Xiao Ping started bluffing as soon as he entered the room.
"Oh, isn't this Xiao Qiye? What's the matter, do you look down on my one-third of this acre of land?"
At this moment, the innkeeper happened to wander from outside the lobby. After hearing Xiao Ping's words, he replied with an unclear tone on the spot.
"Of course...huh? Why are you?"
Xiao Ping didn't see the innkeeper clearly at first, and while talking, he looked at the innkeeper, but at the end of the conversation, he suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the innkeeper in disbelief and said, "Damn! When will this inn be completed? Of you?"
"It didn't take long, two months ago!"
The owner of the inn is a white and fat young man, from top to bottom, there is a rich and compelling atmosphere, a bit incompatible with this simple inn.
"Brother Xiao, who is this?"
Chi Qingming didn't expect Xiao Ping to know the innkeeper, so he couldn't help asking.
"Oh, do you know Wanbaolou? He is the son of the owner of Wanbaolou. His name is Wang Lanshui! When he was born, the fortune teller said that he was short of water in the five elements, so he took such a name!"
Xiao Ping introduced to Chi Qingming, listening to what he said, he seemed to know Wang Lanshui very well.
"What? Wanbaolou?"
"Isn't that the first chamber of commerce in the imperial city?"
After listening to Xiao Ping's introduction, everyone in the room took a breath, and their gazes at Wang Lanshui changed instantly.
Wanbaolou!
That is the largest gold-selling cave in the imperial city, and it can reach the level of hundreds of millions of sacred stones every day with light flow!
Yes, you heard it right, it's a stone!
As the most expansive trading market on land and air, the imperial city’s daily economic consumption here is dozens or even hundreds of times that of other places!
Trading with ordinary currencies cannot support the huge commercial area of ​​the imperial city. Only by using the sacred stone can merchants from all over the world earn a lot of money!
"Hey, I have met all of you of the Hanshan School, and formally introduce yourself, my fellow Wang Lanshui, the young master of Wanbao Chamber of Commerce, and the owner of the 713 inns in the imperial city at the same time!"
Seeing that his identity was revealed by Xiao Ping, Wang Lanshui didn't hide it anymore, so he stepped forward to admit it generously.
"What? Seven hundred and thirteen inns? You...when did you buy so many inns?"
Everyone in the house was shocked, and Xiao Ping was even more unbelievable, because when he left the imperial city last time, Wang Lanshui didn't even have an inn under his name.
"Didn't I just say it? Two months ago!"
Wang Lanshui joked to Xiao Ping and said, "What are you so surprised for? Isn't it normal to buy some inns with my family's financial resources to run them?"
(End of this chapter)