Chapter 335: Horizontal Pressure

Ten minutes later, the Instrument Sect, the Patriarch Palace.

Looking around, it was densely packed and full of Taoist priests.

"The refiners of my Instrument Sect have a total of 1808 people, and they are basically here. ”

The majestic voice of the old man resounded in the wind: "Wang Chulan, you can start." ”

The voice fell, and the Taoist priests were in a commotion.

On the way to the Patriarch's Palace, Wang Chulan and Lao Dao's gambling contract were already understood by all the refiners.

But if you want to say that Wang Chulan, with just a few bricks, can make Lao Dao bow his head, everyone is a little unconvinced.

"Today, I will not only use bricks to conquer the head of your Instrument Sect. ”

Wang Chulan raised his arms and said with a laugh: "You are present, and more than 80 people will also become my supporters." ”

Cut!

As soon as these words came out, all the Taoist priests burst into laughter, and they all looked incredulous.

"Wang Chulan, you don't blow up the cheats, hurry up and take out your bricks!" a young Taoist priest shouted.

"Okay, let's start with you!" Wang Chulan nodded and clapped his hands: "Someone!"

Bang!

The voice fell, and the door of the Patriarch's Hall opened.

Then!

A big man with a height of 2.3 meters, dark skin, and like an iron tower appeared in front of everyone.

But!

The most shocking thing is not his height, but the fact that he carries a huge snakeskin bag.

"Big brother. The swarthy man said respectfully.

"Second brother, you've worked hard. Wang Chulan said with a smile.

"It's not hard. Guan Lao Er was moved.

But it turned out!

The person who came with the burden is Wang Chulan's number one younger brother - Guan Lao Er.

Before Wang Chulan set off, he had already asked Guan Lao Er to do one thing.

Now!

Guan Lao Er lived up to his mission, and finally arrived at the Instrument Sect in time.

……

"This snakeskin pocket is full of my bricks, and from today onwards, I will give you one every month, how about it?"

Pointing to the snakeskin pocket on the ground, Wang Chulan said.

Flutter!

As soon as he heard this, the young Taoist priest immediately laughed: "I don't want a single brick, you still give me one every month, nonsense!"

"Why don't I try?" said a fat Taoist priest who had a grudge against a young Taoist priest on weekdays.

"Yes!" Wang Chulan nodded.

"Lao Zhao, you ......!" the young Taoist priest was furious.

"I'll just see, I don't speak!" the fat Taoist priest smiled and put his hand into the sackcloth pocket.

Then!

A golden brick appeared in the hand of the fat Taoist priest.

"This is ......" The young Taoist priest's eyes widened suddenly.

"Golden bricks!" the fat Taoist priest looked shocked.

"Is that so?" Eagle Ye looked sluggish.

"It turns out that Engong's bricks are made of gold?" the third elder was dizzy.

There was a commotion among the Taoist priests, and their breathing became a little short.

Among the four major sects, the instrument sect and the secular have the most contact.

It is precisely because of this that the refiners of the Instrument Sect have surpassed the other three major sects in their pursuit of materiality.

Nonsense!