"Queue up! Everyone queue up to receive the pill! Don't fight, don't grab, friendship first!"

Wang Chuankut shouted loudly, looking like a leader, as if he was going to distribute the Immortal Spirit Pill on behalf of the Holy Mountain in the next second.

Senior Sister Xifeng came, and when she saw Wang Chuankut making a noise with this group of Tianjiao, she couldn't help frowning, and scolded coldly: "What kind of thing are you! You dare to make a noise about the Holy Mountain! Don't you even want to live!"

Zhong Tianjiao was originally smiling, but when he heard this sentence of the Xifeng Holy Maiden, everyone's faces became gloomy.

What does that mean?

Forget about Wang Chuan's dry tricks, you woman actually threatened a group of us?

There are hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao here, and Xifeng's sentence is equivalent to a map cannon, which directly offended hundreds of thousands of Tianjiao of all ethnic groups present!

Originally, the senior brother's refusal to give the fairy elixir had already made everyone dissatisfied, but now the Xifeng Holy Maiden came to be a group ridicule, in other words, anyone will be angry in their hearts, and you Xintian City and the Holy Mountain invited us to participate in the auction of all races, just to listen to your reprimand?

The Son and the Holy Daughter on the High?

Hehe, you guys are so majestic and temperamental!

"Another man who is going to threaten us? Do you want to kill people too?"

Wang Chuanku turned his head and smiled evilly at Senior Sister Xifeng.

"Don't shout! Little brother, don't shout! If you have something to say, say it well!"

Senior Brother hurriedly stopped Wang Chuanku, and at the same time he quickly pulled Senior Sister Xifeng away.

Senior Brother is really afraid of Wang Chuanku, this bastard, if he is allowed to shout again, the hostility and dissatisfaction of the Tianjiao towards the Holy Mountain will completely explode. The senior brother raised some words and said softly: "This little brother, I won't tell you, it's not that the Holy Mountain refuses to give everyone the Immortal Spirit Pill!, but the Holy Mountain originally wanted to distribute the Immortal Spirit Pill after the auction, and that's the rule!"

"Although I am the Holy Son, it is not easy to break the rules. Senior Brother's expression was very sincere and sincere.

"Fuck your MMP shit!"

Wang Chuan scolded loudly: "You are really not as good as a three-year-old child in Heishi County, we will also believe this kind of words?" The auction will be over by then, if you don't give the fairy elixir, won't we run for nothing?"

How can you curse!

I used to say that I was a three-year-old child, but now I am not even as good as a three-year-old child?

The senior brother glared at Wang Chuanku, his expression was blue and white for a while, he wanted to be angry, but he had to endure it.

"Yes, you are too perfunctory!"

"Wang Shaoxia is right, you must not be well-intentioned!"

"When the auction is over, what if you don't send out the fairy elixir!"

Leng Yue and the others took the lead in shouting, provoking the momentum of the riot under the mountainside, and there were constantly people shouting loudly, and if there was a disagreement, we would evacuate Xintian City.

In the face of the dissatisfied voices of this group of Tianjiao all over the mountains, the senior brother said that he had a headache.

It's not okay to do it, it's not okay to scold, but you don't have so much to give the fairy elixir, it's really a dilemma!

Senior Sister Xifeng was a little distressed when she saw that Senior Brother had such a headache, she wanted to stand up and suppress these presumptuous indigenous Tianjiao, but Senior Brother stretched out her hand, and Senior Brother said in a low voice: "This group of people is very useful, you must not be rash, just stabilize them!"

"Hey, what are you muttering up there, are you planning to take our elixir with you?"

Wang Chuankut yelled vigilantly.

Suddenly.

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

A group of Tianjiao flew into the sky one after another, vigilantly surrounded the senior brother and the Xifeng Holy Maiden, people died for money, birds died for food, under the subtle influence of Wang Chuanku, everyone thought that the fairy elixir was their own! The holy mountain must give them the fairy elixir!

"You dare to surround us!"

Senior Sister Xifeng's willow eyebrows were upside down, and she trembled with anger.

She is a cultivator saintess, when has she ever been treated like this, this group of people is really a group of uninformed natives, and they only have the fairy elixir in their eyes!

"Who said I was going to run away! I'm not really discussing how to distribute the elixir to everyone!"

The senior brother shouted, and Zhong Tianjiao's face softened slightly.

Senior Brother smiled bitterly, and motioned to Senior Sister Xifeng not to act rashly with his eyes, and then he glanced at the Tianjiao of all ethnic groups, and said to Wang Chuanku: "Wang Shaoxia, you also know that the Holy Mountain originally planned to distribute the Immortal Spirit Pill to everyone after the auction, at this time, if everyone must get the Immortal Spirit Pill in advance, it is not impossible, but the number is limited, and only some people can get the Immortal Spirit Pill!"

It's really a good means, one sentence will cause civil strife and commotion among the Tianjiao, everyone is eager to get the fairy elixir, but the fairy elixir is only partial, then it is inevitable that the Tianjiao of all races will be hostile to each other and no longer so united.

Leng Yue was very keen to discover the trap in the senior brother's words, and before he could remind Wang Chuanku, Wang Chuankut shouted: "Since there are few fairy pills, then use other things to mortgage!

If it was really Wang Shaoxia, he was the first to announce that he didn't want the fairy elixir, and only needed other compensation.

Wang Chuanku's move stabilized his position among the celestial arrogances of all ethnic groups, and he could still maintain his status as a temporary leader.

"I don't know what Wang Shaoxia wants the Holy Mountain to use as collateral?"

The senior brother looked at Wang Chuankut vigilantly, he was afraid that this guy would make some unreasonable demands.

"The holy mountain is so big, is it possible that only the Immortal Spirit Pill is a treasure? Like some kind of advanced cultivation secret book! Like some broken stone in the upper realm! Like some kind of flying sword treasure! There are always these, right?"

Wang Chuankut looked at the senior brother with ill will.

Wang Chuanku's words instantly made the eyes of the Tianjiao of all ethnic groups light up, yes! We can ask for other things! We don't have to have the Immortal Spirit Pill!

After all, many people's own families and backgrounds are enough for them to successfully break through to the legendary realm, although the fairy elixir is precious to them, but it is not necessary! Only a small number of poor Tianjiao need the fairy spirit pill as a breakthrough, and for more Tianjiao, the high-level cultivation secret book is what they crave the most!

This is a secret method that can break through to the martial arts realm above the legendary realm!

Moreover, what Wang Chuanku's mouth said about the Upper Realm Broken Stone, the Flying Sword Treasure is estimated to be a rare thing, although everyone doesn't know what this is, but something that can be compared with the advanced cultivation secret book must not be too bad.

After everyone reacted, they began to express their positions.

"My Three-Eyed Clan's Tianjiao doesn't need the Immortal Spirit Pill, we are friendly first, and we won't make it difficult for the Holy Son!

"Our orc clan's Tianjiao doesn't need the Immortal Spirit Pill, we only need a high-level cultivation secret book!"

"Our kobold Tianjiao wants some fairy elixir, and some of those flying swords and treasures!"

......

The Tianjiao of all ethnic groups were extremely excited, and the leaders of Tianjiao of all ethnic groups shouted one after another, looking like a spoils sharing conference.

The senior brother's expression was sluggish, his heart was aggrieved and bitter, he really couldn't imagine that this Wang Chuan's dry taste was so big, and he threw out a bigger bait all of a sudden, which made the emotions and atmosphere of the Tianjiao even more intense.

Now there are fewer Tianjiao who want the Immortal Spirit Pill, and everyone is staring at the advanced cultivation secret book!

"This ...... I don't want to hide it from everyone, I don't have the advanced cultivation secret book on me for the time being, this thing is very precious, only a little bit on my master, I hope you understand! As for the things of the flying sword treasure, there is no one on the holy mountain, and I really can't compensate you for these things!"

Senior Brother had an embarrassed expression, and explained to everyone sincerely, he had made up his mind, and he couldn't give these people a high-level cultivation secret book if he was killed, at least, before the masters came, he would definitely not do so!

As for the kobold Tianjiao's request to ask for the flying sword treasure, the senior brother was disdainful.

Even if I give it to you, will you use it?

A group of natives who have never even heard of flying swords are still trying to get these treasures?

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, are you a man after all!"

Wang Chuan sneered, he ignored the senior brother's increasingly pale face, and said with a big grin: "If it really doesn't work, then give us the original price and compensate with gold coins! The market price of a fairy elixir is two million two hundred thousand, and I will make it up for you and count it as three million gold coins! One Tianjiao is three fairy spirit pills, that is, one person has to compensate nine million gold coins!"

"Well, take the money, you should have the gold coins, right?"

Wang Chuan looked at the senior brother with a dry smile and stretched out his hand to ask for money.

Leng Yue's expression was sluggish, he really convinced Su Yu, the emperor's eyes on people were really amazing!

Although Wang Chuanku's strength is not strong, the routines of the pit people are one after another, and the dignified Holy Mountain Saint Son is almost angry and vomits blood.

"I ......"

The senior brother was so angry that he couldn't even finish his words, his palms were trembling slightly, and he was furious!

The vultures, they really deceived me too much!

Two million two million gold coins, give me a whole number, and count it to three million!

Doesn't this group of natives know what numeracy is!

The second more.

There are only two shifts today, because there is something temporary at night, I hope you understand~!

I love you! don't slap your face....... After reading it, give a ticket~~~ I will have an outbreak later, really!

(End of chapter)