Chapter 342: The Tree-man A-Zhan Earns the Beginning of yuan-crystal coins

Banished To Another World 《异世流放》 Yi Shi Liu Fang   

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Chapter 342: The Tree-man A-Zhan Earns the Beginning of yuan-crystal coins

Priest Zhi-Mu's expression cracked and the idea of returning goods rose in an instant. But of course, it's impossible. The goods have been handed over on the spot, and he has left a slave mark... By the way, slave mark!

"Honestly, if you want yuan-crystal coins, don’t you need to work well? Quickly keep up!” Priest Zhi-Mu made no effort to take the Tree-man's request seriously.

The Tree-man listened to Priest Zhi-Mu and promised to keep up with him.

Yincheng-Sound City people admired the temple, but do not fear it. When they see Priest Zhi-Mu in the priest costume passing by, they mostly simply say hello. They don't care if Zhi-Mu doesn't respond.

By this time it was dark, but the square was still very bright.

The Tree-man looked up and found that every other distance on the square would grow a straight tree about two meters high. There were leaves and flowers on the top of the straight tree. The leaves were as big as palms, and the flowers were like human fists. Both leaves and flowers emitted soft and bright yellow-white halo. The lighting effect was much better than night torches.

"Ah, this tree is really good, natural street lamp ah, this is. When we get back, we must remember to carry some plants of this type of tree." There was a sudden exclamation in the brain.

"Mo?”  The Tree-man also responded in his head, he got excited.

"You should be careful and try to stay here for a longer period of time. I feel there is a lot of energy here. It's good for you and it will help me to recover from the injury."

"OK!" the Tree-man didn't notice the sound.

Zhi-Mu turned his head. "Who are you talking to?”

The Tree-man lacked common sense, but his wisdom did not disappear. He pointed to Zhi Mu and said, "Good-looking tree."

"Never seen it? That's the light lantern-tree. The Longevity Maple Tribe gave us a gift from Yincheng-Sound City a long time ago.” Zhi Mu suddenly coughed and his face was a little unnatural. The Longevity Maple Tribe gave them gifts everywhere in Yincheng-Sound City, but he just bought a slave out of their mixed-race.

The Tree-man didn't find out. He was calling Mo in his head, but Mo ignored him.

"Come on, if you do a good job in the future, and I'll let you out and turn around." Zhi Mu quickened her pace.

The Tree-man followed, but that did not prevent him from looking around.

Maybe because of the light source was well in the evening, all kinds of fairs around the square are still very busy at this time. From time to time, songs, music and laughter can be heard.

But the square was very large, and there was not much noise when we got to the center. It became very quiet under the temple supported by twelve stone pillars. Many people were sitting quietly in the temple.

The Tree-man looked up at the lofty temple and wanted to get up. Priest Zhi-Mu urged him again: "hurry up and follow me closely."

Walking to the center below the temple, Priest Zhi-Mu uttered a deep chant.

The central floor opened to reveal a pool.

"Come in." Zhi Mu took the lead in stepping into the pool.

The Tree-man stared at the pool for a moment, was dragged by Zhi-Mu, and went into the pool.

Strangely, they floated on the surface of the water without stepping into it.

Zhi Mu uttered another low chant.

Singing and they started falling, the Tree-man heard something in a trance. Suddenly there was an invisible force in the water that shot at the foot of the pool, and sent them to the temple above.

The Tree-man did not feel frightened, but he was curious and stared at his feet, trying to see what lifted them up.

A trace of surprise flashed across Zhi-Mu face. It was strange that the Tree-man was calm. Usually people who used the sonic pool for the first time would be shocked. Few people could stand as steadily as the Tree-man.

"What level of warrior are you?”  Asked Zhi Mu.

The Tree-man looked up and looked at the temple on the top of the temple. There is a big hole in a strange light pattern. If people keep staring at that spiral stripe, they will soon become dizzy. But the Tree-man kept staring, and as he passed through the big hole, he felt an obvious hint of resistance.

"What is this?”  The Tree-man asked curiously.

Zhi Mu thought that he had not heard his own question, and that the matter of the entry and exit did need to be explained. Then he explained half warnings: "This is the sound wave hole. You don't think the hole seems to have nothing in the middle of it, but if the person or thing that is not allowed by the Sanctuary tries to enter the temple through this sound wave hole, the body and soul will be crushed immediately. Remember, you can't leave the temple without my permission. Even if you have my soul mark on your forehead, it will only protect you from being killed, but it won't let you through.”

Sound wave hole. The Tree-man remembered a new term.

The first floor of the temple was accessed through the sound hole. The whole temple is built around the sound hole in the middle. There is no staircase in the temple. If you want to go up and down the temple, you must pass through the sound hole in the middle.

The beautifully carved stone pillar railings surround the sonic cave. Behind the railings is a circle of streets. Behind the streets are the places where the sacrifices and servants of the temple live and work.

The Tree-man raised his head, and he felt what was calling him, and this time it became very strong and clear.

That's what's here!

At the same time, somewhere in the temple, a pair of black holes suddenly opened, but then there was a groan of pain.

Priest Zhi-Mu did not notice the anomaly of the Tree-man. He popularized common sense to slave: "The first to the third floors live in temple servants, the first floor is low, the second level is intermediate, and the third level is advanced. Above the fourth floor is the site of the priests housing. I'm on the fourth floor. You can't go up above the fifth floor without my permission, or I can't save you if someone kills you for going there."

The Tree-man looked back and speculated that Priest Zhi-Mu was probably the low-level priest? The fifth floor is intermediate level priest, the sixth floor is advanced level, and the seventh floor is that reserved for a more powerful priest? What floor is that thing calling for him from?

"How many floors are there?”

Zhi Mu answered casually, "Nine floors."

-It's the Nine Great Cities. Fortunately, I'm learning a lot and I'll make the Jiu Yuan better in the future.-

-The Jiu Yuan?-

-That's your tribe, my Chief Da-Ren.-

I'm a Chief of a tribe? The Tree-man flashed blurred images in his head, including a thin teenage face that appeared repeatedly.

Is that Mo? But who's that old silver-haired man?

Zhi Mu was totally unaware of the existence of another spiritual body beside him. He took the Tree-man straight up to the fourth floor, cross a deliberate gap in the railings, cross the street, and walked to a wooden door. “This is where I live. Can you use your mental strength? If so, leave your soul imprint here."

Zhi Mu pointed to a position on the finger door.

The Tree-man did not know how to use his soul's power, but he put his hand on it.

After a while, Zhi Mu pushed open the door and said, "Yes, your soul is a little weak. It's not even 3rd rank. It seems that you will not exceed 4th rank in your own level of blood ability."

Zhi Mu felt that the blood ability of the Tree-man was somewhat low, but he was also reassured that 4th rank was able to deal with the wooden warriors.

Behind the door was a small world that the Tree-man hadn't thought of.

Even Mo in his head gave a cry of alarm.

A door is like a dining room. The furniture inside is mostly made of wood and a few of it is made of stone. There's a kitchen on the left, an aisle on the right, and a couple of rooms.

It was not dark in the room. There was a large vase on the wooden dining table. The vase was filled with the flowers and leaves of the light lantern-tree, just like a lamp, which shone brightly around it.

To the surprise of the Tree-man and Mo, there was a big plantation in front of the restaurant, and there were also lights in the plantation.

Zhi Mu led the Tree-man to the right passage and opened the innermost wooden door. "You'll live here later."

Of course, this is a very small room with only one bed, a simple wooden cabinet, and nothing else. But it also has a door that connects to the plantation outside, and if it is opened, the light is OK.

Zhi Mu could not wait, so the Tree-man put his package in the slave house and took him to the plantation.

But the Tree-man did not put down the package. Zhi-Mu smiled and laughed. What treasure he could not bear to put down, but he didn't care what the slave brought, so long as he was harmless to him.

"Here's your main job site in the future." Zhi Mu pushed open the door of the servant's house to the plantation and went into the plantation. "Be careful not to tread on any herb."

The Tree-man bowed his head and there were paths in the plantation. He was careful not to step on herbs.

Turning to the right, this is probably the outside side of the temple. From where he stood, we can see the west side of the city. The lights and trees in the city are like stars, and the neat stone house and wooden building are extremely beautiful and fantastic.

"What are you looking at? Come here soon! I hope you will look after it later.” Zhi Mu was slightly angry and felt that the slave was not very obedient.

The Tree-man wanted to stay in the temple, but he didn't care if Zhi Mu called him and quickened his pace to reach him.

"You'd better be hard-working, if you don't want to be hungry!" he stared at him fiercely.

Hunger is a big problem. The Tree-man nodded solemnly, indicating that he would be hard-working.

Zhi Mu's anger subsided slightly and pointed to a plant under his finger. "Let me see your ability to ripen this herb. I want to get its seeds."

The Tree-man looked down and held out a finger.

"What does it mean?”  Zhi Mu looked at her long fingers stretched out to her, and did not understand them.

"A yuan-crystal coins."

Zhi Mu, "..."

The Tree-man looked at him steadfastly, and his face told him plainly: no yuan-crystal coins, no work.

Zhi Mu was furious. "Do you know you're my slave?!" Do you want me to punish you?”

The Tree-man still looked at him firmly.

Zhi Mu inhales and immediately launches the soul imprint to punish the tree man.

One penalty, no response. No more punishment, or no response.

What's the matter? His soul imprint is still there, he can feel it!

"He's punishing you." Mo's voice seemed weak. "I can't hold on anymore. Hit him!"

The Tree-man's heart burst with inexplicable joy and indignation. He thought he was protecting Mo, but in fact his Mo had been protecting him.

The Tree-man knelt down and touched the herbs.

Zhi Mu thought the punishment was effective, and sneered, "it's a cheap bone to make you work hard. I must punish you."

But before the last word was finished, the Zhi Mu suddenly screamed, "Ah ah ah! What did you do? What did you do? "

The Tree-man stood up, holding the herb in his hand, and pulled it out of the soil.

Zhi Mu flew into a rage. "I will punish you! You dirty and shameless slack slave! I want you to know the cost of doing stupid things!”

"Bang!"

With a cry of pain, Zhi Mu leaned back and took several steps backwards, covering his nose with his hand.

"How dare you? His face was unbelievable, and nosebleeds dripped down his fingers.

Most unfortunately, he trampled on several herbs in his retreat.

The Tree-man slowly retracted his huge fist. Mo said to hit him.

"Slave imprint doesn't work for you?”  Poor Priest Zhi-Mu finally responded.

"To work, give me yuan-crystal coins." Thinking about it, the Tree-man added, "Let me eat enough."

Your mother’s egg! I would like to return you!

Priest Zhi-Mu hate chilled to the hell, the damned slave dealer deceived him! No wonder there's such a good product that it's not going to be auctioned publicly and the man came just looking for him alone. There's something wrong with the slave. That slave trader must have known this!

Nuo Fei, he remembered this man. He knows that this man has other priest and noble support behind him. He can't settle the score with him now. Wait until he reaches advanced level priest, he will take back all the humiliation and embarrassment he has suffered today.

"I'll give you yuan-crystal coins. Are you willing to work?”  Zhi Mu spoke with his nose covered. Anyway, let's go through the competition first. Since the shitty hybrid is willing to work as long as he has yuan-crystal coins, he gives him yuan-crystal coins and has waited for this test. Hem!

The Tree-man nodded.

Zhi Mu took out a leather bag and poured out a few 1st rank yuan-crystal coins from it. "Here you are, restore the plant in your hand and the ones I trampled on. The herb in your hand is called broom sprout, and I want its fruit."

"Broom sprout, fruit grown period from August to October, sun-dried fruits have anti-allergic and bacteriostatic effects." In the Tree-man's mind, Mo popularized science. "Get him, the herbs in this plantation are all good. You should secretly collect some seeds and so on."

The Tree-man took over yuan-crystal coins and shook his head.

"What do you mean?”  Zhi Mu is really going to collapse. "I gave you yuan-crystal coins. What else do you want?”

"That's not this."

"What is not this?”  Zhi Mu was confused and even forgot to wipe her nose.

The Tree-man raised yuan-crystal coins and said earnestly, "This is not what you gave Nuo Fei. I want that kind yuan-crystal coins."

Zhi Mu's expression has cracked to the point where it can't crack any more. "Yo momma! Do you know the level of yuan-crystal coin? Would you like a 6th rank yuan-crystal coins if you only help me grow an herb?!"

Are there many 6th rank yuan-crystal coins? The Tree-man doesn't understand.

Mo laughed in his brain. "A-Zhan, don't be so ruthless, a little plant is not a rare herb. It will not cost you much energy to ripen it up. Just take a 2nd rank yuan-crystal coins. Others, I'll guide you on the price."

The Tree-man took the initiative to reduce the price, indicating that a 2nd rank yuan-crystal coins would do.

Zhi Mu molars ground, he wiped his nosebleeds, and finally pulled out a 2nd rank yuan-crystal coins to the Tree-man.

Other trampled herbs are common, and this time the Tree-man generously received only one 1st rank yuan-crystal coins.

Zhi-Mu saw that the mixed blood of the Tree-man is not controlled by the slave mark, but the ability to control the growth of those plants is really speechless. To blossom, to blossom, to bear fruit, to give buds from buds to see in this hand, he also has to force himself to endure first.

Thus, the Tree-man A-Zhan planted herbs at Yincheng-Sound City Temple to earn a good life for yuan-crystal coins.

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