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Qi Le couldn't help it, he blamed himself for not telling him in advance, and the two of them would be busy when they returned to the inn, so how could they have time to join in the fun.

Qi Le sighed, and had to squeeze into the crowd as well, and finally squeezed to the apprentice's side, and before he could complain, Sun Ashi took the initiative to speak:

"Master, where did you just go, look, it's those people on the mountain before."

Qi Le then set his eyes on the crowd, it was really an acquaintance, it was the "Shadow Pavilion" elder Wu Siyin and the two disciples who were guarding the mountain gate in the Ghost Shadow Mountain before, they were arguing with a loose cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining, saying that it was an argument, but in fact, it was mainly Wu Siyin who was scolding, and the other party was listening.

Qi Le also recognized the loose cultivator, a stall owner, he saw him when he was wandering around the "ghost ruins" just now, his stall was at the very edge of the entire ghost ruins, if nothing else, because his appearance was really rare, even Qi Le couldn't help but look at it a few more times, a little impressed.

This is a tall man, he sat on the ground just now, and he didn't feel that when he stood up at this time, he was six or seven feet tall, his red hair was like a fiery snake, his thick red eyebrows were like a flame, and his complexion was bronze, and from a distance, it looked like a dull bronze iron tower with water in the water, and the top of the tower was burning.

This man is not only muscular and unusual, but also has an unforgettable face, with a huge scar on the right side of his face, extending from the corner of his mouth to his cheekbones, which is quite terrifying.

What's even more peculiar is that he has two gills on each side of his cheeks, and it seems that he actually has aquatic blood on his body.

The water tribe is actually a kind of demon race, the difference is that they are cultivated by various creatures in rivers, lakes and seas. According to the will of the Divine Court, the Tianxia Water Tribes are controlled by the dragon demon clan, so they are different from other demon clans.

Aquarists generally don't like land, so they are relatively rare in the Yanfu world.

Although this casual cultivator is extraordinary in appearance and burly, he has a aggrieved face at this time, and he is being scolded by Wu Siyin pointing his nose non-stop, biting his lip tightly, not daring to fight back.

Qi Le heard it again, and it turned out that Wu Siyin was running to the "ghost ruins" to collect money.

It seems that this "Phantom Pavilion" is indeed difficult to achieve, and even the money from the ghost ruins is collected, either because the sect leader is not greedy for money, or the treasury inside the door is empty, so he has to take the opportunity to collect money.

Generally, the attitude of small sects towards the appearance of "ghost ruins" in their territory is welcome, and even long-willing.

The existence of ghost ruins, firstly, to facilitate the communication between the sect and the outside world, and to make more reasonable and effective use of the already scarce resources, and secondly, to gather popularity, especially for small sects, although scattered cultivation is the lowest existence in the cultivation realm, but this group is large in number, high mobility, and wide sources of information, a little favor can make them grateful to Dade, and it is most suitable to help the sect build its reputation, on the contrary, if it offends the scattered cultivation, the reputation of the sect will stink in a few days.

Therefore, even if the "Divine Court" allows the sect to collect a certain amount of spirit stones as a tax in the "ghost ruins" in its own territory, there are very few small sects that will do this, especially the ghost ruins in the Yipin sect, and they can't collect a few spirit stones at all.

The "Shadow Pavilion" has indeed been short of money recently, so Wu Siyin was ordered by the head of the sect to ask each stall in the "Ghost Ruins" to pay 50 spiritual sand as the cost of setting up the stall.

In fact, there are only about twenty stalls in this ghost ruin, so if you calculate it, there are only ten lower grade spirit stones in total.

On the contrary, there were more than 100 scattered cultivators present, hundreds of thousands, thousands of people, for the sake of such a little spirit stone, but they ruined their reputation, and the Phantom Pavilion was simply drinking to quench their thirst, and they were choking on food.

Wu Siyin received all the spiritual sand under the signboard of the sect, and all the scattered cultivators were helpless, thinking that they were unlucky, in addition to scolding in their hearts, they could only give money obediently, but they received this last person and gave birth to an incident.

The reason for the quarrel in front of him was because the owner of the Aquarium Loose Cultivation stall really had no money, and he didn't sell anything after setting up the stall for two days, and he couldn't even afford to pay fifty spiritual sands.

How could he have thought that the Shadow Pavilion, a first-class sect, would be so superb that even the "Ghost Ruins" had to collect money, so he had to ask Wu Siyin to raise his noble hand in a low voice, and then make up for it when he sold something.

Wu Siyin just came out of the main hall, his mouth was full of wine, and when he saw this, he immediately scolded, not only did he not mean to let him go, but his words were extremely ugly, and the two disciples were also dogs and people, and they did not give up.

When the other casual cultivators saw that there were people arguing here, they immediately gathered around to see what was going on, and they all just wanted to see the excitement, but when Wu Siyin saw that there were people watching, he was unforgiving, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, and scolding the group of casual cultivators in his mouth was extremely unbearable.

It is not easy for everyone to practice, and they all understand that this water tribe is a loose cultivator, everyone has times when they are down, but Wu Siyin scolds more and more ugly, and everyone behind him is angry, but unfortunately no one comes forward, after all, this is in other people's territory.

Wu Siyin saw that this water tribe cultivator had not dared to reply, and his heart was bold, and today's master took out the spirit wine that had been treasured for many years, and he also took the opportunity to drink a few more glasses, and it happened that the wine was surging, and he scolded angrily:

"You poor ghost, don't think it's okay if you don't make a sound, where are the left and right disciples, give me all the things he has on the stall, when will you hand over enough spiritual sand, and when will you come to my mountain gate again."

This is excessive, Wu Siyin is purely seeing that this water tribe is good at repairing and bullying, and bullying others.

Although all the charms on his stall are not very valuable, the bits and pieces are also worth two lower-grade spirit stones, far more than fifty spirit sands, and these things will be returned when they enter Wu Siyin's pocket? It's nothing short of blatant grabbing.

The two disciples of the Shadow Pavilion saw that this man turned out to be a paper tiger, and they were already eager to try it on the side, and as soon as they heard the elder's order, they pounced directly.

Someone next to him recognized this water tribe cultivator, but he couldn't see it, and persuaded softly:

"Elder Wu, just raise your noble hand, this big stutter is not easy, why should you embarrass him."

Wu Siyin was enjoying this majestic feeling, and he didn't give up, and when he heard this, he immediately raised his voice an octave and shouted:

"Who just said that? How can I embarrass him, I'm doing something for the sect! Who said it just now, otherwise you will help him give this fifty spirit sand! Give it to me and go. ”

This Wu Siyin is completely unforgiving, where do the surrounding scattered cultivators dare to speak, he also becomes more and more arrogant, and scolds:

"You two waste, why haven't you done it yet, do you still want Elder Ben to do it himself?"

The two disciples of the Phantom Pavilion were originally a little measured, but this water tribe was strong and strong, and they were really helpless for a while.

At this time, hearing the elder's anger, the two of them did not leave their hands, and the one named Yuan Tao on the left found the right opportunity, and directly kicked the abdomen of the water tribe Sanxiu, this leg carried the sound of the wind, obviously carrying the true yuan.

The water tribe cultivators couldn't dodge at all, and they were about to be beaten.

Sure enough, a miserable scream sounded, but it didn't come from the mouth of the water tribe Sanxiu, but Yuan Tao, who was about to commit the murder just now, rolled on the ground with his left leg, screaming again and again.

The change came from before the Shui Tribe's scattered cultivation, and I don't know when there was a short monkey-headed monk in front of him, dressed in a jet-black monk's robe, covered in golden light, and looking puzzled.

Qi Le looked at it, and touched his forehead helplessly, who else was this monk besides Sun Ashi.