Chapter 472 Contribution

Ye Mo knew that Xiang Mingwang's fiery temper would definitely arouse his anger if he questioned his proud first door.

Sure enough, Xiang Mingwang immediately stood up angrily and shouted loudly: "Presumptuous, my Hulugu inheritance comes from Zuo Ci Taoist priest at the end of Han Dynasty, and the Daoyun inheritance has a history of nearly two thousand years. How can it be compared with ordinary sects?"

An elder from Hulugu next to King Xiangming knew that King Xiangming had a bad temper, so he quickly stood up and said, "Our Lord Xianggu just said that our inheritance is indeed nearly two thousand years old, and we don't mean to discriminate against other sects." , please be aware.”

Xiang Minggui also seemed to know that what he just said offended others, and he even stared at Ye Mo bitterly.

Ye Mo smiled faintly, and continued: "But Old Man Xiang, you just said that your Calabash Valley was built only a hundred years ago, and now it has been nearly two thousand years. I think you are fooling me, or fooling everyone here? "

"You..." Xiang Mingwang pointed at Ye Mo angrily, "I, Xiang Mingwang, never speak falsely. The inheritance of my Gourd Valley was good 1,800 years ago, but what I said is that my Gourd Valley is just The valley has been built for about a hundred years, is there anything wrong with that?"

Ye Mo shook his head: "I don't know if it's right, at least I can't understand."

King Xiang Ming knew that Ye Mo misunderstood it intentionally, so he laughed angrily, "Okay, I will let you understand, one hundred and twenty years ago, my first Patriarch of Hulu Valley found Grand Master Zuo Ci in Hulu Valley The ruins of ancient martial arts that have been passed down. Because the Grand Master said that the inheritance of our school can only be hidden from the world, so the first master of my school chose to establish the Yinmen Gourd Valley in the place of inheritance. Many comrades are clear about it, so can I still say it’s not true?”

The elder who came with King Xiang Ming heard what King Xiang Ming said, and suddenly thought of a question, that is, why did Ye Mo ask this well-known matter?

But before he could continue thinking about it, Ye Mo asked again: "That Zuo Ci should have inherited a lot, right?"

Xiang Mingwang sneered, "This is my Hulugu business, so don't worry about it."

When Ye Mo asked about this place, some people here already knew what Ye Mo meant, but King Xiang Ming was in the middle of the game and had a hot temper, so he didn't notice it, but even if he noticed it now, he would have finished talking.

Ye Mo sneered in his heart, as expected, none of these hidden doors prospered because of the things left by the predecessors, and it is absolutely impossible for these people to deduce a kung fu by themselves.

"Okay, now I'm deeply ashamed after listening to Master Xiang's words. At the same time, I deeply admire his selflessness. What the old man said really makes sense. Once we cultivators of ancient louse discover the remains of senior Gu Wu, we should really Take it out and share it with everyone. Fortunately, it’s not too late for me to understand, otherwise I would be really ashamed to give me an ancient Chinese martial arts..."

Before Ye Mo finished speaking, there was an uproar at the scene, and many people were overjoyed. This Ye Mo really gave in. Not only did he change his address, but he also knew that he had to hand in his stuff. He must have known that in the face of so many people, he was no match at all, so he was subdued. Of course, there are many people who don't understand Ye Mo's thoughts, but these people are silent. Because they know that this is the case no matter what sect Ye Mo asks.

Without some inheritance, these sects would have disappeared in the long river of history long ago.

Ye Mo stood up and pressed his hand, "Although I have already exchanged a dagger and a pill I got, but unfortunately I got too little inheritance, far inferior to Gourd Valley. Now the master of Xiangmen He actually said that his Gourd Valley inheritance is nearly two thousand years old, so he will definitely share more and better things with us in the future. Most people should feel the same way as me.”

Speaking of this, Ye Mo turned his head and said to King Xiang Ming indifferently: "Master Xiang, now it's your turn to contribute to the inheritance you got. I didn't expect that I can get the benefits of Master Xiang when I come here to participate in the exchange meeting today. Ye Mo thank you in advance."

"You...Ye Mo, you are here to amuse the old man, do you think the old man's sword is not good?" Xiang Mingwang certainly understood at this time, he pulled out the long sword again and was about to strike.

Ye Mo also stood up, staring at King Xiang Ming coldly and said: "Sect Master Xiang means that the inheritance that others have obtained should be handed over to the public and shared with everyone. If you get the inheritance of Hulugu, you should keep it to yourself, right? Is there still such a truth in the world? I, Ye Mo, will ask everyone to comment here today. If everyone thinks that the things obtained by Xiangmen should not be shared, what I get, Ye Mo, should be shared. There is something to say."

At this time, everyone present understood Ye Mo's meaning, and each had their own calculations in their hearts. Although these people are very selfish, none of them really dare to stand up and say so.

Ye Mo laughed: "Since everyone doesn't say it, it means that the things you Hulugu brought out, Master Xiangmen, should also be shared? You keep claiming to be the boss, I hope you keep your word and don't give your own boss One word."

"Add another word?" Although the atmosphere at the scene was very tense, a little nun from Lianhang Jingzhai accidentally asked out of curiosity.

Ye Mo smiled slightly, "Of course it's the word 'pi'."

"Old man..." As soon as the little nun said these three words, her senior sister covered her mouth and pressed them down.

Ye Mo laughed secretly, he knew this little Taoist nun, she seemed to be called Xiao Yu, she met once at the Qixia Temple auction, but she didn't expect to be brought out by her elders this time.

Xiang Mingwang's face was hardened, but he didn't expect Ye Mo to let him lift such a crying stone. If he put it down, he would hit his own foot. He wanted to say that his master's lineage had been passed down for many years, but he knew that Ye Mo would definitely say that his lineage had been passed down for many years.

But now that he doesn't want what Ye Mo got, he can't say that. Once these words are spoken, it means that he loses Hulugu's face at all.

This little bastard is absolutely cunning. King Xiang Ming has made up his mind that he will never spare Ye Mo.

Seeing Xiang Mingwang's face constantly changing, but he couldn't find the right words to say. At this time, the scene also became weird, and no one was willing to speak at this time. Ye Mo has already cornered Xiang Mingwang, and it is definitely impossible for the siege to happen again at this time. At this time, it is not a good idea to offend Ye Mo or King Xiang Ming.

The man who had been sitting next to King Xiang Ming said a few words in King Xiang Ming's ear, and King Xiang Ming's face suddenly relaxed and he was relieved.

He looked at Ye Mo sarcastically, and suddenly took out a cloth bag beside him and threw it on the table, saying: "You are right, the things passed down by these predecessors really need to be taken out to contribute to China's ancient martial arts. Calabash Valley is all planned, so I brought all the items to be exchanged. I wonder if Ye Mo brought your things too?"

Ye Mo's consciousness has already scanned the bag next to Xiang Mingwang. He knows that the contents of this bag should be the items that Hulugu is going to exchange this time. Although some have been exchanged, there are still many. He finally The only idea is to let the old guy take out the bag, and now his goal has really been achieved.

At this time, King Xiang Ming looked at the cloth bag beside him, Ye Mo grabbed the bag in a panic and said, "I have exchanged all my things, and now the things in this bag are some ordinary pots and pans."

However, the sound of weapons colliding that Ye Mo accidentally made out of the bag had already been heard by everyone present, Xiang Mingwang smiled coldly: "Maybe some people like pots and pans, after all, this is an ancient weapon." The things left by the predecessors, let’s take them out and put them on the table, and exchange them with those present.”

Although he took out something he didn't want to exchange, Xiang Mingwang thought it was worth it for Ye Mo to take out the weapons and pills in his bag. He wouldn't believe that Ye Mo would bring a bag of pots and pans to the trade fair, unless he was crazy. And looking at Ye Mo's calm face, he knew that Ye Mo's bag must be the dagger and the elixir "soft and cute Yi Xin" he exchanged just now, and there were quite a lot of them. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so generous when he traded just now.

Ye Mo's face showed bitterness, but he turned to Wang Lengchan and said, "Well, I won't tell you about the origin of your Wang family, who is surnamed Wang. I think many people here must know. I won’t explain to everyone, are you just like me and Master Xiang, and will contribute to China’s ancient martial arts?”

Ye Mo is completely delusional. He doesn't know whether the Wang family is inherited from a certain relic "soft and cute Yi Xin", but he thinks most of these ancient martial arts sects should be.

Sure enough, after hearing Ye Mo's words, Wang Lengchan's face immediately changed. There were still two-thirds of the things in his bag that had not been exchanged for what he needed. Wouldn't it be a big loss to take them out.

Xiang Mingwang decided that Ye Mo didn't want to take out things, and wanted to find someone who didn't want to take out things to talk to. Thinking of this, King Xiang Ming looked at Wang Lengchan and said, "Brother Wang, maybe a short knife will be enough by then."

Wang Lengchan immediately understood Xiang Mingwang's thoughts, and he thought that as long as he had a short knife and a 'qi training pill, he could recover the cost, and even make a lot of money. Thinking of this, he also threw the bag beside him on the table.

The look on Ye Mo's face was even more bitter, and it was obvious that he was unwilling. He moved his hand a few times in his bag, as if he was about to put away something carefully, but there was nothing but the clash of weapons and porcelain bottles.

There was even a clear cry similar to that of the dagger just now. And with so many Su people staring at him, he couldn't do anything.

The scene became hot again. Unexpectedly, Ye Mo shot himself in the foot with a rock in the end. Everyone wanted to see Ye Mo's jokes, and at the same time wondered if they could get something good in his bag.

Wang Lengchan did not have Xiang Mingwang's fiery temper. He cleared his throat and said: "We have taken out the things, but what if someone raises the price of their own things and prevents others from buying them? So what we say is just empty talk." It's just nonsense."

Ye Mo immediately stood up and said: "Of course I set the price for my own things."

"No, in this way we say that Su Huaxia's Guwu lineage is doing their best. I think the price is still the same..." Wang Lengchan immediately retorted, seeing Ye Mo's ugly face, he knew that Ye Mo would definitely raise his price price.

"Or what, why didn't you say that you don't need money, and whoever looks at it can take it?" Ye Mo sneered.

"Okay, let's do this. Since it is for the development of China's ancient martial arts, we should support it for free. Asking for money or exchanging things is not support." Wang Lengchan said immediately.