The small abacus in Mo Jiuxiao's heart crackled and calculated, and in the end, there were no more and no less spirit stones left to Song Lian, just 10,000 spirit stones.

Although this result is very different from what Song Lian originally imagined, he also knows in his heart that he must not be greedy. Ten thousand spirit stones is already very reasonable, to put it bluntly, this time is also a chance for him.

In the end, Song Lian swore a poisonous oath not to tell today's matter, and Mo Jiuxiao let this person go with confidence. When the shovel officer turned around again, An Baobao had already entered the space and rolled on Lingshi Mountain.

"Hahaha, get rich, get rich. "A certain one happily grabbed the spirit stone and played with the goddess scattering flowers.

Linlang little Lori was very puzzled by An Baobao's behavior: "Master, you shouldn't be able to look down on this spirit stone, right?"

The fox tuanzi jumped up and down on Lingshi Mountain, pretending to touch his chin and said, "No, no, no, I think very highly of it." After all, it's ill-gotten gains, hahaha!"

Luo An'an was very happy when he thought that those people had spent a lot of money but bought back a bunch of terrible fakes, almost so happy that he wanted to sing a song.

"Is there a difference. Aren't they all spirit stones?" Linlang Little Lori said puzzled, and went to the spirit field to take care of the spirit plant.

At this time, on the Enlightenment Dao Peak of the Tianmen Sect, Jin Hao Immortal Venerable, Feng Qingyang and the mysterious old man sat in the main hall together, silent.

Kun Yuan was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Alas, a few days after I left the customs, I asked around about the current situation of the Tianmen Sect. Unexpectedly, in the end, I got the news that the old guy had died. The old man still refuses to believe it!"

After speaking, Kun Yuan covered his eyes, and the sadness in his heart continued.

"Don't you say that the scourge will last for a thousand years, how can that bastard of Feng Daozi go so easily!" Kun Yuan said uncomfortably, "He has the ability to rob apprentices with me, why doesn't he have the ability to live longer than me!"

Kun Yuan still remembers that the two of them practiced together at the beginning, and neither of them let anyone who was young and vigorous, and after beating me many times, they became friends like this! Even the child Jinhao was picked up by them together.

It snowed heavily that day, and a little doll dressed in white stood in the snow. The two of them were moved by compassion (mainly because the child was so good-looking) and planned to take the child away. At that time, he felt that Xiao Jinhao's bones were strange and wanted to take him as an apprentice. But the shameless old thing of Feng Daozi also took a fancy to this child. So they decided to play a game, and whoever won the child would be the apprentice of whomever he would.

But the old guy in Feng Daozi temporarily played tricks on him and lost the game, and watched Xiao Jinhao become his disciple. In the end, after he learned that Jin Hao's child was an ice spirit root that was rare for thousands of years, he regretted it even more. It's a pity that people have already bowed to the old fellow, and it is useless to regret it.

It seems that this old fellow's luck has always been very good, until a few years ago he had a sign of a breakthrough, and he hurriedly said hello and went into retreat. What a thought that after that goodbye, it would be goodbye! What a battle between immortals and demons, he actually took the life of that old thing.

"Seniors, mourn, Master, he...... It's great, and we're all proud of him. Jin Hao Immortal Venerable wanted to say something persuasive, but he kept saying it with a stiff face to no effect.

"Yes, Uncle Kun, my father and he walked peacefully. That's good, too. Feng Qingyang nodded and said.

"Well, let me go and put incense on him, and look at that old fellow!" Kun Yuan was very tired, and slowly got up and left with the wind blowing.