Chapter 0769 Negotiation by the Parties

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Qin Feng smiled at him dryly, ", you don't have to do this, right?" ā€

Liu Rufeng grinned with big white teeth, "It's good to be safe, the female disciples of Shushan hate me to the bone, let them recognize me, I will be miserable!" ā€

Qin Feng smiled and asked him, "You ran in Shushan, do you know the origin of these seven old men?"

Liu Rufeng nodded his head and said, "Of course I know, they are the seven elders of Shushan, known as the seven sons of Shushan."

If you look at the Excalibur in their hands, it's bigger.

It is the first generation of Shushan head, a real person with long eyebrows, collected from the elite of the five elements, with ninety-nine Xuangong, and refined according to the seven true forms.

Look at the Taoist with the hilt of the dragon in the shape of a dragon, his name is Cang Songzi, he is the eldest of the seven sons of Shushan, and he is also the head of Shushan.

The hilt of the sword is snake-shaped, and the road name is Gu Baizi, ranking second.

The hilt of the sword is toad-shaped, and the road number is Chuan Yunzi, ranking third.

The hilt of the sword is tortoise-shaped, and the road number is dust-extinguishing, ranking fourth.

The hilt of the sword is golden rooster-shaped, and the road number is Chongyangzi, ranking fifth.

The hilt of the sword is jade-free, the road number is Qingfengzi, and it ranks sixth.

The hilt of the sword is centipede-shaped, and the road number is Lingxuzi, ranking seventh.

Each of the seven cultivation swords has a pictogram, which is the treasure of Emei. Seven repairs to the wall, the power is even more enhanced! ā€

After Liu Rufeng finished speaking, he took out the wine and immediately took a sip to moisten his throat.

Qin Feng smacked his tongue for a while, and finally understood why Shushan dared to be the number one in the Dao Sect, there were too many masters.

At this time, a young man stood next to Chuan Yunzi and looked at the crowd below the valley.

This bastard is none other than Mu Feng.

Qin Feng was surprised for a while, and hurriedly lowered his head and wiped his face with his hand, and also changed his shoehorn face.

Liu Rufeng chuckled on the side, "What, see your old lover?" ā€

Qin Feng smiled bitterly, and he really had a feeling of being told by a dog in his heart.

His shock had not yet dissipated, and a young woman accompanied a Taoist aunt to stand next to the seventh son of Shushan.

This young woman is none other than Lai Zhenzhen, dressed in a green shirt and palace skirt, shining in a group of men.

Qin Feng's eyes were even more surprised, and he hurriedly asked Liu Rufeng, "Who is this Dao Aunt?" ā€

Liu Rufeng glanced at it and said with a smile, "Her name is Li Sanniang, and she is also an elder of Shushan."

Don't beat other people's disciples' ideas!

This old woman is very fierce! Last time I was chased by her for 500 miles, I almost died! ā€

Qin Feng smiled dryly, he would never have thought of it. His two major enemies all belonged to the Shushan faction.

On that day, the old man of Shushan who was going to snatch his divine sword did not appear.

Otherwise, the three enemies stood in front of him, and he really didn't know how to deal with it.

After the disciples of each faction reported the situation of the cave to the masters, Maoshan and Wudang Mountain, Emei Sect, Huashan, Wutai Mountain, and other old men all came to the door and led the disciples to confront the Shushan faction.

In the small world, the highest voice is that the Shushan faction has won the Qilin Divine Beast, so the factions have a big battle together.

At this time, Du Minjun of the Shushan faction appeared, and shouted at everyone, "In the small world, someone framed me for getting the Qilin Divine Beast." It's all a frame-up, I don't even know what's going on! ā€

Under the siege of everyone, he even ran out, which surprised Qin Feng.

The monks in the valley raised their arms one after another and said, "Don't lie, besides your Shushan faction, which other sect has the strength to snatch the Qilin Divine Beast away?"

"Shushan faction, you are too domineering. Let us go, you don't have the right to hold us here! ā€

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There was a loud noise, and it instantly shook the entire valley.

The scattered cultivators and the disciples of the small sect were all full of anger at the actions of the Shushan faction.

Cang Songzi, the head of Shu Mountain, waved the dragon-handled long sword in his hand, and a huge dragon sword qi rushed out, slashing a boulder on the opposite side into powder.

There was a boom, and the valley immediately fell silent.

Cang Songzi said coldly, "Everyone, Du Minjun is my closed disciple, I believe he is not lying.

He said he didn't take it, that is, he didn't take it!

The unicorn beast is a treasure of the ages, and it must not fall into the hands of villains. If anyone gets the Qilin Divine Beast, don't bother everyone, hand it over immediately!

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to find out where the Qilin Divine Beast was today, and no one here would be able to leave! ā€

"The thief shouted to catch the thief, the Shushan faction has such a big breath!"

An old man from Maoshan walked out immediately, and Mao Baiqing obediently followed him, staring at Qin Feng in the crowd and winking.

The old man of the Wudang faction followed behind to join in the fun, and took Yixiu forward and said, "Yes, it is indeed a thief shouting to catch a thief." Things haven't been figured out yet, how can you be so sure that your disciple has no problem? ā€

Yixiu, like Mao Baiqing, turned his head and hooked the corners of his mouth at him.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, how did these two grandsons recognize themselves?

He thought about it, and suddenly thought of the Bodhi bracelet in his hand, and his heart suddenly dawned.

This bracelet, Mao Baiqing and Yixiu all know.

The two of them could naturally recognize him through the bracelet.

Liu Rufeng immediately introduced to Qin Feng, "This old man is the head of Maoshan Fish Xuanji!" ā€

Qin Feng frowned curiously, "How do you know everything?" ā€

Liu Rufeng said with a smile, "I have been traveling in the Middle Earth Sect for more than a year, and the Maoshan Sect has naturally been there. Maoshan three real people, Yu Xuanji real people, Qiu Xuanming real people, Zhang Xuankong real people, mana does not belong to the seven sons of Shushan! ā€

"Which one is better-looking, the girl of the Maoshan faction or the Shushan faction?"

Qin Feng unconsciously thought of this.

Liu Rufeng pointed at him and smiled, "Big brother, it's not kind!" Naturally, the female cultivators in Shushan are beautiful, and there are not many female cultivators in Maoshan, where can they be comparable to Shushan! ā€

"Understood, understood!"

Qin Feng smiled evilly at Mao Baiqing, if there was a beautiful female disciple in Maoshan, this guy would not be a bachelor.

The old men of the various factions did not believe what the Shushan faction said at all, and negotiated on the valley for a long time, but in the end no agreement was reached.

Yu Xuanji, the head of the Maoshan faction, proposed that as long as anyone entered the cave, all of them should be under the supervision of the heads of each faction and check the precepts.

As long as there is no breath of the unicorn, let this person pass.

However, this proposal was strongly opposed by various factions.

Who's not having a secret in the ring, if you let these old men explore it at will.

Even if you can't find the unicorn, you can find out other things.

The old men argued until the night but did not reach an agreement, and the young monks were temporarily trapped in the valley and could not get out.

Everyone simply chatted in groups, and the disciples around Qin Feng and Liu Rufeng turned out to be the unlucky Shennong faction. The magic weapons in their hands are either hoes or shovels and sickles, which are really worthy of the name of this sect.

A disciple of the Shennong faction said bitterly, "We came in with our master Yu Hai, but I didn't expect him to die at the hands of the demon." When we go back, we can't explain to the master! ā€

The other was even more bitter than him, and said with a sad face, "Our Shennong faction is just going in to dig up a medicinal herb and provoke anyone." The demon said that he wanted to destroy us all over the house, what should we do? (To be continued.) )