"Qiao Yun, don't come here to meet Elder Chi!" Seeing that Qiao Yun had been staring coldly at the Yuanying Monk of the Chiyang Gate after Qiao Yun arrived, the long-faced Great Elder immediately shouted.

The Yuanying monk of Chiyang Gate waved his hand, looked Qiao Yun up and down again, and said in a slurped voice, "Junior, it turns out that you injured the young master of my sect, and you also hid it from the old man's ears and eyes." I have to say, if you really have two strokes, not only are you good at concealing the exercises, but this cultivation is also rising, if you grow up, you can't say that you will really make a difference. Tsk, it's just a pity that you offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and robbed something you shouldn't have robbed, today I will take you back to the sect to listen to the disposal of the young master, you still ask for more blessings!"

Qiao Yun's face was very calm, but in his heart, he was secretly calculating, if he was taken away by this Yuan Infant Cultivator, he didn't know that with his Jin Dan cultivation and the mid-stage Wood Embryo Realm Body Cultivation to sneak attack this Yuan Infant Monk on the road, he would have a few chances of winning and the possibility of escaping.

Seeing that all the Jindan monks in the main hall were silent, Qiao Yun understood that he couldn't count on the sect to help him get ahead, and sighed secretly in his heart, and then slowly said, "This matter is all caused by me alone, and the consequences should be borne by me alone." I'll go with you, but please don't implicate my sect. ”

Qiao Yun knew that he couldn't escape this calamity now, but Ren Xiang and Xie Nanping were still in the sect, so Qiao Yun never wanted Chiyangmen to make a move against the Qingyu Sect.

As soon as Qiao Yun said this, dozens of Jindan monks in the main hall were moved, and a different color flashed in Yi Taichu's eyes, they couldn't imagine that the sect had forcibly confiscated Qiao Yun's Eternal Night Fire and Xuanzhen Sword Technique before, Qiao Yun not only did not hold a grudge, but did not forget to take care of the safety of the sect when he was already in great trouble.

"Heh, junior, it's not for me to have the final say on this matter, let alone for you to decide! I think you should take care of your own life first!" The Yuanying Monk of Chiyang Gate sneered, and when his figure flashed, the whole person teleported out and came directly behind Qiao Yun.

Feeling the wind behind him, Qiao Yun's heart was Ling, and he hurriedly wanted to sacrifice the Suhe spear and stab him behind him, but before Qiao Yun could move, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a pair of thin fingers were close to his neck. Qiao Yun hurriedly stopped the idea of taking out the Suhe gun, and didn't dare to make the slightest movement, knowing that as long as the other party thought at this moment, his neck might be pinched off by him.

Qiao Yun's heart was shocked, originally Qiao Yun thought that even if he was defeated by the Yuanying Monk, he would be able to have a chance to sneak attack. But at this time, I realized that the gap between myself and the Yuanying Monk was no less than the gap between the Jindan Monk and the Zhuji Monk, and this gap was by no means easy to cross.

The Yuanying Cultivator of Chiyang Sect didn't take Qiao Yun to heart at all, even if Qiao Yun was promoted to Jindan Cultivation, he was just an ant in his opinion. When his right hand grabbed Qiao Yun's neck, his left hand quickly slapped Qiao Yun's back several times, and soon sealed the meridians of Qiao Yun's body, making the true qi in Qiao Yun's body stagnate, and he couldn't use it anymore.

After doing all this, the Yuanying monk of Chiyang Gate let go of his right hand that grabbed Qiao Yun's neck, and then his eyes swept to Yi Taichu, who was not far away with half of his face swollen, and said lightly, "Sect Master, I will take this Qiao Yun away, as for your Qingyu Sect, according to the will of the sect master, from now on, you must rely on my Chiyang Sect as the main sect, and hand over fifty percent of the cultivation resources of the Qingyu Sect every year." If you agree, the matter will be revealed, otherwise ......"

The Yuanying Monk of Chiyang Gate did not continue, but his eyes suddenly revealed a forest light, and his threat was self-evident.

When they heard that they had handed over fifty percent of their cultivation resources, dozens of Jindan monks in the hall couldn't help but be in an uproar, not to mention fifty percent, even if they offered thirty percent of their cultivation resources, it would also affect the development of a sect, if they were to give fifty percent, maybe the Qingyu Sect would collapse in a few years, and it would not even be as good as some rapidly developing three- and four-star sects.

Yi Tai's face turned blue when he first heard this, and the already high and bulging half of his cheeks were even more distorted by anger, and he unceremoniously replied, "Don't ......"

Before the word "can" could be spoken, Yi Taichu's whole person flew out abruptly, and his body turned around in mid-air, and finally slammed into the red lacquer pillar in the main hall, breaking the entire pillar at the waist, and spurting out several mouthfuls of blood when it fell, and a yellow figure appeared in the place where he was originally standing.

The Yuanying Monk of the Chiyang Sect patted the dust on his hands, looked at the long-faced Great Elder on the side, and said, "Now that you are in charge, you can hear what I said just now." ”

"Hear clearly, hear clearly! Everything will be done according to what you say, Elder Chi!" the long-faced Great Elder seemed to have just recovered from Yi Taichu's serious injury, and hurriedly spoke.

The dozens of Jindan monks sitting around the main hall saw that the long-faced Great Elder actually agreed to the other party's unreasonable request, and they all glared angrily, but they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and for a while, no one dared to stand up and accuse.

The Yuanying Monk of the Chiyang Gate seemed to be quite satisfied with this scene, and came to Qiao Yun's side in a flash, as if he was about to grab Qiao Yun and leave, but at this moment, an old figure in a coarse green robe came to his side without warning, and grasped the right hand of the Yuanying Monk of the Chiyang Gate who grabbed Qiao Yun.

"Why, when I came to my Qingyu Sect, I wanted to leave so easily?"

"You...... Why are you still alive!" When the Yuanying Monk of Chiyang Sect saw the appearance of this old man clearly, he was shocked in his heart, he subconsciously looked in the direction of the long-faced Great Elder, only to see this person standing there stunned, obviously also frightened by the appearance of this old man.

After the Yuanying monk of the Chiyang Sect came back to his senses, he quickly withdrew his hand, trying to break free from the wrist that was grabbed by the old man, but he tried twice in succession without success.

At this time, the old man in the coarse green robe seemed to hold his right hand lightly inadvertently, and a sound of bones breaking came from the right wrist of the Chiyang Gate Yuanying Monk, and at the same time, there was a miserable scream of the Yuanying Monk, which was extremely clear in the entire hall.

Beads of sweat continued to flow down from the forehead of the Yuanying Monk of the Chiyang Gate, but he didn't dare to say a word, and after the old man let go, he quickly withdrew his right hand, and then supported the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and retreated more than ten steps backwards one after another.

"The juniors don't know that the seniors are here, and they have offended a lot before, so I ask the seniors not to be familiar with the juniors. "The Yuanying Monk of Chiyangmen is only the fifth layer of Yuanying, and the old man in coarse cloth and green clothes is a Yuanying Great Perfection monk, so even if this Yuanying Monk of Chiyangmen is full of hatred in his heart, he can only swallow his anger at this moment.

"I have two Purple Lotus Pills here, which can help the Sect Master recover from his injuries, and there are also 10,000 high-grade spirit stones here, which is a little bit of the junior's heart. As he spoke, the Chiyang Sect Yuanying Monk took out a storage bag from the storage ring and threw it to the old man of the Qingyu Sect, which contained exactly what he said.

The old man glanced at the Chiyang Sect monk lightly, and slowly spoke, "Each of the red lacquer pillars in the main hall of our sect is worth 200,000 high-grade spirit stones, and you want to send the old man away with 10,000 high-grade spirit stones?"

Listening to the old man's words, the Yuanying monk of Chiyangmen couldn't help but scold in his heart, and said in his heart, just this broken pillar, it is worth a hundred high-grade spirit stones, and it is also 200,000 high-grade spirit stones, why don't you grab it!

But knowing that the other party's lion opened his mouth, this Chiyang Sect Yuanying Monk didn't dare to show a trace of displeasure, so he had to wave his hand and take out a storage bag and throw it to the old man, and said with a bitter face, "Senior, there are only 70,000 high-grade spirit stones left on the junior, look ......"

The old man took the storage bag and didn't even look at it, and directly interrupted the Yuanying monk of Chiyang Gate, "It's okay, you can make an IOU for the remaining 130,000 yuan, and pay it off next time." ”

The young monk of Chiyang Gate secretly scolded the old man for being shameless in his heart, but after listening to the old man's words, he also relaxed slightly, since the other party said that he would pay it off in the future, it proved that the other party did not want to keep his own intentions.

Without delay, the Chiyangmen Yuanying Monk hurriedly took out a blank jade slip from the storage ring, then carved an IOU in it, handed it to the old man, and asked cautiously, "Senior, can the junior leave?"

"Leave the Eternal Night Fire and the Xuanzhen Sword Technique. The old man said lightly, but his words were full of unmistakable majesty.

The Chiyang Gate Yuanying Monk gritted his teeth, but quickly made a decision, and as soon as he raised his hand, a black flame with three golden veins and a jade slip appeared in the main hall.

For the Yuanying monk of the Chiyang Sect, his life is naturally much more important than the Eternal Night Fire and the Xuanzhen Sword Technique, even if he returns in vain, after returning to the sect, he will only bear the anger of the sect master and receive some punishments, but if he does not hand over the Eternal Night Fire and the Xuanzhen Sword Technique at this moment, he may not be able to get out of this Qingyu Sect safely today.

The old man didn't touch the eternal night fire and jade jian, but said lightly, "You can go, by the way, help me bring a message to this old thing Yixing, just say that I, Wen Renze, are not dead, as long as I Wen Renze still has a breath, he will not think about the idea of beating my Qingyu Sect!"

The Yuanying Monk of the Chiyang Sect sneered in his heart, as the Third Elder, he naturally knew that the Supreme Elder of the Sect, Yi Xing, had already entered the Transformation God Realm, if the Supreme Elder came in person, it would only be a matter of raising his hand to destroy the Qingyu Sect.

Although he was disdainful in his heart, on the surface, this Chiyang Sect Yuanying Monk was submissive, and after bowing to the old man, he left the main hall with a teleportation and came to the mid-air outside the main hall, and then teleported one after another and quickly rushed out of the Qingyu Sect's large array.

It wasn't until he left the Qingyu Sect's great array that he didn't see the old man chasing after him, and the Yuanying Monk of the Chiyang Sect really put his mind at ease, and quickly sacrificed a low-grade flying spirit weapon, and then quickly walked in the direction of the sect.