Ouyang Wenlong glanced at Bu Xing coldly, while Murong Jian gently tugged at Bu Xing's sleeve.

Bu Xing remembered that he had come to ask for help this time, so he reluctantly reined in his murderous aura.

The gatekeeper didn't seem to know that Bu Xing had already moved his murderous aura just now, so he just stepped on the cloud ladder in front of him and walked towards Yanhuang Peak.

Others may not know the strength of the Huaxia Sect, nor do they know the inside story of the Huaxia Sect, but as a disciple of the sect, they have some numbers. Even the Ge family, one of the four major families in Yangzhou, and the dignified Ninth Young Master all worshipped the old man of the sect master as a teacher, and in the land of the Huaxia Sect, how could he be afraid of a district master in Qingsong Cliff.

As soon as they stepped into the hundred-zhang mountain gate, Ouyang Wenlong and his party suddenly felt a powerful and thick heaven and earth aura rushing to their faces, and they all had a moist and fresh feeling between their breaths. The breeze is blowing, and people seem to be going to ride the wind, and the vitality of a hundred bones is indescribably refreshing.

The scene in front of you is also suddenly open, the green mountains are towering, the waterfalls are falling, the birds and beasts between the mountains and forests are leisurely, and it is a good fairy style.

The three of them were greatly moved almost at the same time, and they were secretly shocked in their hearts, not knowing how there could be such a place of immortals in this thousand-mile Red Blood Mountain Range.

Ouyang Wenlong is the master of a faction after all, and his cultivation has reached the tribulation period not long ago, although he is not good at the way of formation, but after a little feeling, he found that there are five elements of Yuan Force rolling in the sky above the Yanhuang Mountain Fairyland, and he knows that there must be a formation master who has laid a powerful spirit gathering array on this ground.

Because of this, Ouyang Wenlong became more and more shocked in his heart, the superiority of the overlord in his heart was gone, and he looked at the goblin cultivator in front of him who was short but walking proudly in front of them, and he was a little melancholy for a while.

Bu Xing and Murong Jian glanced at each other in surprise, and a solemn expression began to appear on their faces, no longer arrogant just now.

With a heavy heart, the three of them followed the guards and climbed the ladder. The cloud ladder twisted and turned, and along the way, I saw a lot of fairy grass elixirs planted everywhere between the mountains and forests, and from time to time I saw the disciples of the Huaxia Sect wandering around the mountains and forests at will, or discussing the way of heaven in twos and threes, or sitting alone on the boulder and closing their eyes to cultivate, it was so leisurely, so leisurely.

Compared with the intrigue and fighting of Nanhuang County, the guards outside the mountain gate are armed with swords, guns, swords, and halberds, killing and guarding, and the murderous atmosphere is surging, but it has become a paradise with no quarrel with the world, and it is a real quiet and inactive Xianjia Cave Mansion.

Rao is three people are the overlords of one side, holding the power of life and death, and at this time, the soul seems to have been washed and infected, and the rising Huaxia sect master finally secretly admires.

"Isn't this Huaxia Sect afraid that someone will attack the mountain gate?" Bu Xing asked Ouyang Wenlong with some confusion.

The thick lips of the goblin cultivator who led the way in front showed a proud sneer, and he thought to himself, attacking the mountain gate?

Ouyang Wenlong originally thought that with the strength of his newly promoted Tribulation Period, he would definitely be able to suppress Chen Gong, but now he had no bottom in his heart. Because he had already vaguely guessed that there must be extremely powerful formations arranged around this fairyland, Huaxia Sect dared to rest assured that the mountain gate was so assured. From this and that, it is not difficult for Ouyang Wenlong to deduce that Xingkun, the sect leader of the Huaxia Sect, must be good at the way of formation.

The strength of the cultivator of the Tribulation Period coupled with the way of the formation, as long as Ouyang Wenlong was not a fool, he knew that his strength was terrifying.

"Sect Master Xingkun must be someone who is proficient in the way of formation. Ouyang Wenlong said bitterly.

Bu Xing's face changed slightly when he heard this, he made a calm face and stopped talking. When he asked, he had actually vaguely guessed the mystery in his heart, which was nothing more than asking Ouyang Wenlong for verification.

In the distance, the majestic Yanhuang Palace stands on the top of Yanhuang Mountain, and the dust of a fairy wind Taoist priest in Tsing Yi stands on the steps, it is Nan Xuanrui.

"That is Elder Nanxuan of my sect. When the disciple saw Nan Xuanrui from afar, he introduced it in advance, lest these three people not know what to do and offend Nan Xuanrui, who was in charge of the affairs of the sect.

Bu Xing naturally recognized Nan Xuanrui, remembering that he came to Cong Yunfeng to bribe him in the past, but now he remembered as if he was in a different world, and he secretly sighed in his heart.

Nan Xuanrui saw that Ouyang Wenlong and the three of them had finally arrived at the place where he was less than ten steps, so he shook off the dust, and said with a single palm: "Nan Xuanrui of the Poor Dao Huaxia Sect is ordered by the sect master to greet Ouyang Ya Lord. Three please. ”

Bu Xing saw that in less than thirty years, Nan Xuanrui's cultivation was like a rocket, and he had advanced from the middle stage of refining to the early stage of merging, which was the same as him, and he was secretly shocked in his heart. Ouyang Wenlong and Murong Jian didn't know Nan Xuanrui, and seeing that he had a merger period of cultivation and a graceful demeanor of an immortal family, he was obviously not a simple person, and they couldn't help but be secretly shocked. Only then did I know that the Huaxia Sect Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger was really a strong general and had no weak soldiers.

Originally, Ouyang Wenlong and the three of them came here to use the power of Huaxia Sect to fight against the Rakshasa Gate, but now they were quite uneasy in their hearts, not knowing whether this chess move was right or wrong, and whether it would also be a move to lure the wolf into the room. But fortunately, along the way, the atmosphere in the fairyland has always been very peaceful and elegant, compared with the murderous aura of the Howling Moon Wolf Clan and other forces, it is a lot more reassuring.

Of course, they would not be stupid to think that Huaxia Sect was a good man, at the beginning of Huaxia Sect's thunderous means of destroying the Red Blood Gate, the Great Elder went to the Nebula Mountain Range for the sake of the Jade Rabbit Demon Clan, and killed the iron-blooded means of the Flower Picking Gate, as the overlord of the Congyun Mountain Range, it was impossible for these three high-level leaders of Qingsong Cliff not to know.

"Elder Nanxuan, please. Ouyang Wenlong also waved his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and then went hand in hand with Nan Xuanrui, while Bu Xing and Murong Jian could only be reduced to real followers, following behind the two without saying a word.

On the top of the main hall of Yanhuang Palace, Chen Gong sat high, the treasure was solemn, and he was majestic, and when Nan Xuanrui led Ouyang Wenlong and the three into the hall, he laughed, got up and went down to the palace to greet the three of them.

Since Ouyang Wenlong is a person who is clearly going to come, Chen Gong naturally has to put up some shelves and give them some psychological pressure, so as not to make them arrogant and ask for a price.

Chen Gong's eyes swept towards Ouyang Wenlong, and he was slightly shocked in his heart.

No wonder Ouyang Lao'er refused to stop, and dared to come to my Yanhuang Mountain in person, it turned out that the recent cultivation had broken through to the tribulation period.

The two sides sat down separately, and on the side of Huaxia Sect, except for the Taoist boy who served tea and poured water, there was only Nan Xuanrui and Bai Yue, who was standing beside Chen Gong, who was very enchanting and cold.

"I don't know what happened to Lord Ouyang Ya here?" Chen Gong took a sip of tea and asked.

Ouyang Wenlong gently put down the teacup in his hand, hugged his fist at Chen Gong and said, "Sect Master Xingkun is a powerful person, he must already know the purpose of my trip, so I won't beat around the bush." Presumably, the sect master of Xingkun already knew that I had inadvertently discovered a large citrine vein in the Qianli Barren Mountain Range in the Qingsong Cliff, but he didn't expect that the Rakshasa Gate was proud of its strength and strength, and even sent someone to rob it. ”

"I have some understanding of this matter, and the Rakshasa Gate is indeed too deceitful. Chen Gong nodded. But in his heart, he thought, it is really a large citrine vein, if my Huaxia Sect can get half of it, plus the large amount of wealth obtained this time, even if the business bank is sluggish in a short period of time, I am afraid that all the disciples will be able to hold the citrine cultivation for a long time. When the time comes, it will be difficult to improve the strength. If they can still find a few pieces of green crystal, Nan Xuanrui and they will have hope for advancing to the Tribulation Period early, and then they will have a place to exert their might.

"Exactly, the Rakshasa Gate is too deceitful. However, the strength of my Qingsong Cliff is still a little inferior to that of the Rakshasa Gate, and if I really want to fight, I will lose more and win less after all. In desperation, he came to ask the sect master of Xingkun to help. You and I both have the cultivation of the tribulation period, if we can join forces and occupy the great reason, the old man of Tianji will definitely know the difficulties and retreat. Ouyang Wenlong said.

Chen Gong picked up the teacup, gently stirred the tea lid, and did not say anything for a long time.

Ouyang Wenlong naturally knew what Chen Gong was waiting for, gritted his teeth violently, seemed to have made a very painful decision, and said in a deep voice: "As long as the Xingkun Sect Master is willing to help, the citrine vein will be divided into three or seven points for you and me, and you will be three and I will be seven!"

Chen Gong took a sip of tea, put the teacup lightly, and said slowly: "After all, this thousand miles of red blood mountain range is also a branch of Congyun Mountain, although now you and I have their own doors, and the well water does not interfere with the river water, but they are always neighbors in the township, and they have a deep origin, so my Huaxia Sect will naturally not sit idly by." ”

Ouyang Wenlong's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he was about to speak, but three words popped out of Chen Gong's mouth: "Four or six points." ”

Ouyang Wenlong's face sank, and he just wanted to open his mouth to object, but Chen Gong said again: "You are four and I are six, not two prices!"

Ouyang Wenlong's faces became extremely ugly at the same time, they didn't expect Chen Gong to open his mouth widely, and his attitude was so resolute.

Nan Xuanrui didn't feel that Chen Gong's price was too much, if he let him, an old fox, bid, three or seven points would be considered cheap Qingsong Cliff. You must know that if Huaxia Sect does not come out, it is very likely that Qingsong Cliff will not even be able to drink soup, but once Huaxia Sect is out of the horse, with Chen Gong's strength, even if two or three more masters of the Tribulation Period jump out of the Rakshasa Gate, it will be in vain.

Besides, Chen Gong will definitely not regret it afterwards, speaking of which, as long as Huaxia Sect intervenes, Qingsong Cliff will definitely be able to get that share, and there is no need to be afraid of other forces coveting it in the future, because Chen Gong now has that strength. In the entire Yangzhou, there are very few forces that have the strength to covet the Huaxia Sect's industry, not to mention that there is also the support of the Ge family with super strength behind the Huaxia Sect.

Chen Gong's face did not change, he just drank his own tea, and it seemed that he didn't see that Ouyang Wenlong's faces had become extremely ugly. But I secretly snorted coldly in my heart, if I hadn't seen it in the citrine mine, but you discovered it first, for the sake of you being the victim, I couldn't bear to be ruthless, and I would have opened my mouth for twenty-eight points and nineteen points.

"Sect Master Xingkun's appetite is too big, isn't it?" Ouyang Wenlong raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Chen Gong's face turned cold, and he said, "If it weren't for my sect's intervention, you wouldn't even be able to drink the soup." ”