"Senior Uncle Ancestor, such an important matter, should we wait for the old man to be promoted to Heavenly Immortal, and then we will think about it?" the Great Elder asked cautiously.

"Bastard, look at your unproductive appearance, what is there to be afraid of the Goddess Peak, you were bullied before, but now, Uncle Shi is here, and you juniors can be bullied, hurry up, take these spirit stones away, in a month, I found that you have a fairyland that is not in the secret room, see if I don't pull out your skin!"

The Great Elder received the spirit stone, but he crawled away with a roll, embarrassed.

In the Sect Master's Hall, the Great Elder recruited all the immortal realm existences of the Bawu Sect, even those who were stationed in other places were no exception, and even those who were in retreat were brought out.

"Uncle Shi Ancestor ordered, in a month, our Bawu Sect will go to the territory of the Goddess Peak and seize a small spirit stone vein and come back!"

For a while, the entire sect master's hall was as quiet as dust, and the majestic fairy realm existed, and he actually felt that he had heard it wrong.

Soon, the whole hall was unsettled.

"What!"

"Great Elder, how could Uncle Shi and his old man have this idea, did you enter into slander?"

"That's it, it's only been a few days since Uncle Shi came to dominate the Martial Sect, and it's only been a few days since he came to Andromeda?"

The Great Elder smiled mysteriously, "Don't worry, since Senior Uncle Ancestor has an order, we must follow it!"

"Isn't this a joke, snatching the small spirit stone veins of the Goddess Peak? This is digging up the hearts of those old pious women, they can give up!"

"As long as our Tyrant Martial Sect has the power to make them jealous, they will naturally be willing to swallow this bitter fruit, don't forget, if it weren't for them two thousand years ago, our Tyrant Sect's small spirit stone veins would not have been destroyed!" said the Great Elder.

"Great Elder, you have something to say!"

"Uncle Shi ordered that today, each true immortal will first receive one hundred medium-grade spirit stones, ten high-grade spirit stones, and half immortals will take one percent according to this ratio; Also, every month in the future, the worship of true immortals will be changed to ten medium-grade spirit stones, one high-grade spirit stone; a little less than half immortals, just five hundred lower-grade spirit stones, ten medium-grade spirit stones, if you want to get additional spirit stones, like others, then contribute points in exchange. ”

After the Great Elder finished speaking, this time, no one was silent, because everyone had been scared enough just now.

The second elder in charge of the treasure house of the Bawu Sect was not calm, "Great Elder, our family background, you should be clear, not to mention the medium-grade and high-grade spirit stones you mentioned, even the low-grade spirit stones, we only have a few hundred pieces left, which is not enough to distribute to a half-immortal elder, where did so many spirit stones come from?"

The corners of the Great Elder's mouth hooked, and his face was full of smiles, "I naturally know that the fairyland of our Bawu Sect is the poorest fairyland in the entire Fairy Lady Star, everyone knows it." However, from today on, this situation is gone, from now on, the fairyland of our Bawu Sect exists, and it is the richest group of people in the Andromeda Star, we have a big parent, and we are no longer poor children, bitter haha!"

As he spoke, the Great Elder directly gave everyone present a storage bag, which contained the number of spirit stones he had just mentioned, one was not much, and one was not much.

"This, how is this possible!"

"Great Elder, isn't it true that the ancestor still has a secret treasure trove left? However, our Fairy Meda Star does not produce high-grade spirit stones!"

"Great Elder, where did you get these spirit stones?"

This question is the key, and after it broke out, everyone fell silent.

Without exception, a thought flashed in their minds, Uncle Shi, these spirit stones were all taken out by Uncle Shi.

A penny is hard to die a hero, in Bawuzong, a spirit stone is hard to die in the fairyland, there is no way, poor!

Now, looking at the storage bag in their hands, they don't feel very real, these are really spirit stones, not a trick, right?

"Don't even look at it, this time Uncle Shi took out a total of 100,000 lower-grade spirit stones, 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, 1,000 top-grade spirit stones, and 100 top-grade spirit stones to enrich the treasure house of my Tyrant Martial Sect!"

"Uncle Shi issued an order, this month, all our immortal realms must retreat within the sect, consume these spirit stones, and improve their own cultivation, and after a month, they will send out the Divine Maiden Peak and snatch the small spirit stone veins!"

This time, no one hesitates anymore, Uncle Ancestor is Uncle Ancestor, this shot is too generous, this is an astronomical amount, they dominate the Martial Sect, when did they have such a huge and huge resource!

"No, hurry up and call those unpromising old guys in our third-generation disciples, we are all in retreat, among the sects, I want them to come out to preside over the overall situation, and the uncle and ancestor, we must serve well!"

"Great Elder, has Senior Uncle Ancestor made any requests, we have to meet them!"

"It's not easy for Uncle Shi and his old man, he came from the Xuanhuang Galaxy across the starry sky, and those of us who are apprentices must take good care of him. ”

"If he has any needs, we will meet them!"

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The third-generation disciples of the Bawu Sect, except for those who were promoted to the immortal realm, most of the rest are old men, there is no way, the Bawu Sect is poor, and the external living environment is poor, although they are all immortals and immortal souls, but the origin is seriously depleted, and they cannot be replenished in time, and many of them have delayed their cultivation.

On the immortal road, although the immortal cultivator has a long life and can be at ease, once it is delayed, it is very likely to stop.

Moreover, after being consumed by battles again and again, not only the origin will be lost, but even the longevity will be lost.

Bawu Sect is a third generation disciple who has many old and toothless teeth, and they live in the nursing home of Bawu Sect, which is waiting for death.

Unexpectedly, the Elders' House ordered them to be pulled up from the coffin and let them preside over the sect master.

", what is the Great Elder thinking, my old bones, it's hard to walk, can't you let me die with peace of mind?"

"Damn, we have been fighting for the sect for so many years, these dogs, they don't want Lao Tzu An'an to live or die, these deflated calves!"

"What's the matter, we came out to preside over the overall situation, where did they die?"

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The disciples who came to the nursing home to convey the instructions were dumbfounded, these uncles, they are absolutely fierce, and you are about to doubt your life when you scold.

"That, all the uncles, uncles, and great elders are all in retreat, and this time, in addition to the instructions, there is also a storage bag that is handed over to you, the great elder said, you come out to preside over the overall situation, and the resources in it are for you to regulate your body!"

"Resources, what resources, we dominate the martial arts sect and the poor clank, if there are resources, we also have to use them for the new generation, we are all in the last years, and we are about to swallow our last breath, why should we give us resources?"

Someone took the storage bag, and Yuan Shen swept inside, and the whole person bounced off the bed.

"My God, what is this, Great Elder, did they steal the treasure trove of the Goddess Peak?"

Everyone was inexplicable, and they precipitated the original gods one after another and probed.

This is really, sitting up in a dying illness!

Spirit stones, what did they see, medium-grade spirit stones, and high-grade spirit stones, this is too much for them!

Even, they found the best spirit stone in the storage bag!

"Quick, nephew, help me up, give me a drunken spirit, and I can save it again!" an old man suddenly cried out weakly.

"You have no conscience, senior brother, I hurt you in vain, if I hadn't slapped you for you, you would have survived to this day, let senior brother come first!"

"Bastard thing, the old man has half a breath left, what are you fighting for, nephew, quickly get a piece of drunken spirit for Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, I can still fight for our Martial Arts Sect for another five thousand years!"

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In Zhong Xiaofan's small courtyard, a group of fierce old men and old ladies suddenly came.

As soon as I entered the courtyard gate, I didn't see anyone, and I knelt on the ground one by one.

"Uncle Shi, the useless disciples and grandchildren have come to visit your old man!"

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Zhong Xiaofan was cultivating with his eyes closed, and was shocked by this voice, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

In the small courtyard, Luo Yanyan and Luo Yiyi were already scared stupid.

Isn't this the uncles and uncles who are raised in the Zongmen nursing home, also known as the waiting for death home, why did they all come, didn't it mean that there were not a few breaths left.

It seems that one by one is fierce, what the hell is going on!

Zhong Xiaofan arrived and was startled when he saw the scene in front of him.

"What's going on, why did the Bawu Sect come out with so many old-fashioned people?"

"Uncle Shi, your old man has come out, I am your apprentice!"

A group of old people surrounded them, and finally met the main master, the patriarch of their Martial Arts Sect, their uncle and ancestor.

After some inquiry, Zhong Xiaofan understood the origin of these old people.

It is no wonder that the first generation of disciples of Bawu Sect is dead, and among the second generation of disciples, only northern Su is left.

Now, it is the third generation of disciples of the Bawu Sect, and there are not many left, it turns out that it is all because of poverty.

This goddess peak is really ruthless, it was a drama two thousand years ago, and that is the foundation of the strength of the Tyrant Martial Sect.

No matter how united you are, no matter how cohesive you are, if you are poor and crazy, you will not be able to become strong.

Zhong Xiaofan took out the life beads, all of them were in the realm of metamorphosis, and half of his reserves were taken out and given to the courtyard, nearly sixty people with one each, to make up for their injuries.

Although I can't see through what kind of treasure the life bead is, the rich life spirit energy in it still makes the old people cry bitterly.

This is their great benefactor, they don't have to die, and the powerhouses of the mortal realm don't have to lie in bed and wait for death anymore.

"Uncle Zu is very kind, and it is difficult to repay the disciples and grandchildren!"

Everyone bowed and kowtowed again, and one by one began to take over the affairs of the Bawu Sect again.

Everyone bowed and kowtowed again, and one by one began to take over the affairs of the Bawu Sect again.

These are not difficult things for them, they were also the rulers of the Tyrant Martial Sect before, and they are easy to control.

Moreover, these old men, there are many apprentices, and they are crazy to be happy when they see their master again!

(End of chapter)