In the twelfth generation, although Li Fan used to have a total net worth of more than one million contribution points, that was what the Mingyue Palace had worked diligently for several years.

Not to mention hard-earned money, but also hard-earned money.

As it is now, almost nothing is paid. Just taking the opportunity to promote the hype, in a blink of an eye, 650,000 contribution points were collected.

This huge sum of money came too easily, which gave Li Fan an extremely illusory illusion.

Li Fan calmed down a little, and looking at He Zhenghao and Jiao Xiuyuan who were still caught in the frenzy and greed, the deity and the clone couldn't help but exhort them at the same time.

"Come on, fellow Daoist He!"

"Come on, fellow Daoist Jiao!"

"Now that I have earned enough, it's too late to stop!"

Although the two are in different positions, their reactions are surprisingly consistent.

"Stop now? How is that possible?! This round of Lingmist grass has only just begun!"

"Those planting fields were destroyed, which means that there are big bosses who have really entered the field now! Three hundred points of contribution is not the end point at all, but the starting point! Fellow Daoists, don't be mistaken!" He Zhenghao analyzed it delicately. Li Fan's suggestion was dismissed.

"It's not enough, it's not enough, it's not enough! There are still business opportunities, wait!" Although Jiao Xiuyuan was a little more rational, he was still greedy and wanted to make more money.

Seeing the appearance of the two, Li Fan knew that it was impossible for them to listen to anyone's advice now.

"It's hard to persuade a **** ghost with good words."

"I don't know how many monks who have been stunned have gone bankrupt and broken their hearts after this."

Li Fan sighed in his heart.

The price bubble of Lingmist Grass burst faster than Li Fan imagined.

It was also beyond the expectations of most fanatical monks.

The price of Lingmist Grass has been soaring all the way, breaking through the 350 mark, and it is about to break through 400 points.

All the monks who were rushing to buy Spirit Mist Grass in front of the Sky Profound Mirror.

The slightly mechanical and cold voice of Tianxuanjing suddenly appeared in his mind at the same time.

"Due to the large and abnormal fluctuations in the price of Lingmist Grass in the past few days, in order to ensure the stable and harmonious development of Wanxian League, the announcement is made as follows."

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance discovered a closed cave three months ago. The cave is very large in scale, and has a very high wood-type spiritual energy. Various spiritual herbs are abundant."

"According to a rough estimate, the annual output of Lingmist grass alone is about 10 million plants."

"It can fully meet the needs of various production consumption in the alliance."

The monks no longer care about the words behind the Sky Profound Mirror.

When they heard that the annual output of Spirit Mist Grass was as high as 10 million, the expressions on their faces were frozen.

Then endless fear came instantly, occupying their hearts.

Although there has long been a gossip, it is said that the output of the wood attribute cave is so high.

But under the crazy skyrocketing trend of Lingmist Grass, no one wants to believe this news.

They prefer to believe that this is a trick released by people with ulterior motives to disrupt the market.

I don't want to believe the truth of the news.

However, now it's different.

Because, it was Tianxuanjing who announced this news.

As the foundation of the Wanxian League, all resources are exchanged on the platform.

No one would doubt Tian Xuanjing's words.

Therefore, after the announcement of Xuanjing was released that day, all the monks were like five thunders.

There was only one thought left in his mind.

run.

Run as fast as you can.

The less you can lose, the less you lose.

but

All monks knew that the price of Spirit Mist Grass had completely collapsed.

Everyone wants to sell the Spirit Mist Grass in their hands.

And no one wants to buy it anymore.

The straw that completely crushed the camel to death was directly given by Tianxuanjing with a precise unified recovery price.

4 points of contribution per plant.

The monks want to activate the privilege and sell it to the Sky Profound Mirror at the real-time price.

But it was found that Tianxuanjing refused to be recycled.

So, Li Fan saw a scene that made him very unforgettable.

The price of Spirit Mist Grass is like a waterfall, cascading down.

The numbers changed rapidly, from three digits to two digits.

From two digits to one digit.

In just a dozen breaths, the price of Spirit Mist Grass dropped from nearly four hundred points to four points.

It dropped 99% in an instant.

In the Qianli Hall, Jiao Xiuyuan's face was sluggish, and the hideous color solidified on his face.

"I'm Jiao Xiuyuan, I never buy at a loss..."

After struggling to spit out a few words from his mouth, cracks appeared on his body, and the breath of life quickly disappeared.

In an instant, Jiao Xiuyuan changed from a big living person to a withered yellow and dilapidated log.

It fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into several pieces.

"Fellow Daoist Jiao!" Li Fan couldn't help but exclaimed and stepped forward to check.

"I'm... fine."

From under the counter of Qianlitang, Jiao Xiuyuan gnashed his teeth.

Another complete Jiao Xiuyuan climbed out of the pile of debris under the cabinet, and a smile that was even uglier than crying appeared on his dark face.

"It's clear that the business opportunity is not exhausted, but it was cut off by Tianxuanjing..."

"This time, it's a miserable loss."

Li Fan also pretended to be lost: "I persuaded fellow Daoists to stop, but you didn't listen."

"My 30% income has also vanished."

"If it is cashed out at 300 o'clock, even if it is at 200 o'clock, it will be an unimaginable profit..."

"boom!"

Countless cracks appeared on the newly appeared Jiao Xiuyuan's face.

It exploded into countless pieces in an instant.

"You... don't say it."

"Let me slow down..."

Another Jiao Xiuyuan slowly climbed out of the debris, as if his heart was bleeding, and said with a painful expression.

Seeing this, Li Fan seemed to come back to his senses, his eyes turned back and forth on the wood fragments on the ground and Jiao Xiuyuan, with a look of horror: "Fellow Daoist Jiao, are you human?"

Changing the subject seems to be in line with Jiao Xiuyuan's intentions.

He coughed and waved his hand: "You don't need to panic, fellow Daoist, of course I'm a human. It's just that what I'm cultivating is thousands of puppet ways."

"Thousands of puppets?" Li Fan narrowed his eyes.

"Is it possible, is it possible that the Qianli Hall in the Immortal Cultivation World are all puppets of fellow Taoists?" Li Fan asked knowingly.

"Hehe, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is good. It's hard to do business, and of course you have to take care of it all by yourself. Every time you hire one more person, it will cost a lot more. Good thing!" Jiao Xiuyuan rolled over and lay down and said weakly.

"Like this time, just blowing up so many puppets will..."

Before he finished speaking, the puppet exploded.

"Fellow Daoist, stop talking. Let me be quiet for a while."

Jiao Xiuyuan's weak voice came from the bottom of the debris.

A communication talisman flew to Li Fan.

"Let's talk later..."

Li Fan's avatar flipped the communication amulet in his hand and quietly walked out of Qianlitang.

It wasn't just Jiao Xiuyuan who was hit hard.