Chapter 140 The Pope "My second brother and I spent more than half a year and mobilized more than ten thousand people to find this ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng..." As he spoke, Qingluan Douluo rubbed his temples, and his eyes were full of helplessness as he looked at Qin Ming. “Who would have thought that you could find so many magical herbs so easily just by going out for a walk. Not only have you found the most suitable herbal jelly for yourself, you will even have some left over to distribute to everyone. Even one person and one plant can do it! You really give me a sense of destiny..." Hearing Qingluan Douluo say this, Qin Ming scratched his head. Although the many opportunities he was able to find on this trip were all based on the information in the original book, Qin Ming could clearly feel that his luck had improved a lot during this period... "Qin Ming, what are your plans for the future? Do you want to go back to Wuhun City directly, or go back with us?" Just as Qin Ming was thinking, the voice of Golden Crocodile Douluo interrupted Qin Ming's thoughts.
Qin Ming came back to his senses and looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo. "Your Majesty, if we go together, how long will it take to reach Wuhun City?" After stroking his neatly combed beard and thinking for a while, Golden Crocodile Douluo gave the answer. "Qin Ming, our team is composed entirely of soul masters, and the team's marching speed is much faster than that of ordinary armies. According to my estimation, it should only take about ten days to reach Wuhun City." "Ten days?" Qin Ming silently calculated in his mind. Including the ten days he spent returning to Wuhun City, his trip this time lasted less than three months. This time, even if he goes back with Golden Crocodile Douluo and his team, he will not miss Qian Renxue's birthday. Thinking of this, Qin Ming nodded in agreement. "Your Majesty, I will go back with you. By following the convoy, I can save the trouble of traveling. At the same time, I can take this opportunity to practice for a while and digest what I have gained during this period of time. " After hearing Qin Ming's words, Golden Crocodile Douluo grinned. "Good boy, I was originally planning to persuade you to stay, so that I could take this opportunity to persuade you to seize the opportunity to practice and not let your chance go to waste. I didn’t expect you to still be sober at this moment…” Seeing that Qin Ming was not blinded by the opportunity and always maintained an attitude of hard practice, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Qin Ming with a higher opinion of him again. After patting Qin Ming's shoulder, Golden Crocodile Douluo asked. "Qin Ming, the news that you are planning to return to Wuhun City should not have been passed back yet.
Do you want me to send someone to inform your teacher?" "No, let's talk about it when we get back. Then we can give the teachers a surprise!" Hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded. "fair enough." As he spoke, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Blue Luan Douluo standing beside him. "Third brother, calculate the time. The people you sent out to deliver the information about the Ten Thousand Years Ninth Grade Ginseng King should have almost arrived at Wuhun City." "Second brother, it should be about time..." At this time, in the Pope's Palace. Qianxunji and a group of worshippers stood on a high platform, and a bishop in red robes was narrating below the platform. After speaking for several minutes, the bishop finally finished telling the detailed information about the Golden Crocodile Douluo and Blue Luan Douluo's capture of the Ten Thousand Year Old Ninth Rank Ginseng King. "Your Holiness, Your Holiness, this is roughly what happened. Calculating the time, His Majesty the Second Lord and his men should be able to return to Wuhun City with the Ten Thousand Years Ninth Grade Ginseng King in about ten days." "About ten days left?" After muttering something, Qianxun waved to the bishop in the audience. "I understand. You can go down and rest first." "Yes, Your Holiness." After the cardinal left the Pope's Palace, Qian Xunji looked at Qian Daoliu behind him and said. "Father, do we need to send someone over to take a look now?" "No need, with your second uncle and third uncle here, nothing will go wrong." After Qian Daoliu simply responded, he looked at Qian Xunji again. "Xunji, how do you plan to distribute that ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng?" As soon as Qian Daoliu finished speaking, everyone in the field turned their eyes to Qian Xunji. Facing everyone's gazes, Qianxunji also felt some pressure at this time. He knew the importance of the magic grass. Lion Douluo successfully broke through the bottleneck that had troubled him for many years just by relying on the crystal blood dragon ginseng, and directly reached the 98th level of soul power. Even judging from the current situation, Lion Douluo has a chance to reach level 99 soul power in the future. It is also for this reason that he and those who offer sacrifices all want to get a share of the immortal grass. Therefore, how to divide this only one magical herb was indeed a big problem for him. After frowning and thinking for a while, Qianxunji reluctantly made a decision.
“Father, I already have a preliminary distribution plan. Please help me check if there are any mistakes or omissions in this plan." "explain." After getting Qian Daoliu's reply, Qian Xunji spoke slowly. "Father, and uncles, this is what I think. My second uncle and third uncle put in the most effort and spent more than half a year before they successfully caught the ten thousand year old ninth grade ginseng king. Therefore, they should get more in this distribution. My idea is to give them a 30% share.” "Ah." After seeing Qian Daoliu nod, Qian Xunji continued. "Father, Fourth Uncle, Fifth Uncle, Sixth Uncle, Seventh Uncle, each of you will get 10% of the share." "Xunji, what about you?" "I want to leave my one percent share to my unborn daughter." Hearing Qianxunji say this, everyone present was a little surprised, but they all expressed their agreement. Just as Qianxunji was about to continue the distribution, Lion Douluo spoke. "Pope, I have already taken one of the magical herbs. I will give up my 10% share and leave it to Qin Ming." "it is good." Qian Xunji nodded. Just as he was about to speak, Qian Daoliu also spoke. "Xun Ji, my soul power has reached level 99, and there is no room for me to improve. I will leave my % share to Xue'er." Hearing Qian Daoliu say this, Qian Xunji’s eyes suddenly widened. "Great Priest, you have already arranged my daughter's marriage for me, can't you let me choose the name myself?" "Let you come? Then Pope, please give me a better name!" Seeing that Qian Daoliu refused to give in, Qian Xunji could only shut his mouth in embarrassment. After coughing lightly to ease the embarrassment, Qianxunji continued. "Then Xiaoxue will take 20% of the share. As for the remaining 10% share, my idea is to divide it equally between Qin Ming and Bibi Dong..."
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