The longest confrontation in the past hundred years finally came to an end, and a large number of monks returned to the Demon Rejection Island one after another.

When a young man in a Confucian shirt returned, his right arm was already empty.

He didn't rush to Fang City to replace the pill to heal his injuries, but went to the wine shop first, promised others three bowls of wine, and felt unhappy if he didn't drink it.

There are not a few scholars who have come to the Demon Rejection Island, but those who have been to the sea twice will lose their reading clothes, and will become unshaven and unkempt.

Sun Li is an exception, always clean and refreshing.

On the demon rejection island, there is only a row of houses near the sea, which is about 500 miles long. The new island at the ferry port to the west has not yet been inhabited.

The wine shop was built by a Qingluanzhou man two thousand years ago, and since there was a meeting wine on the Demon Rejection Island, the wine shop with the seven surnames has closed one after another.

There are seats at this wine shop, but most people will leave after buying a drink.

Sun Li has been on Demon Island for several years, but in fact, he came to the wine shop for the first time.

He found a place to sit down, took out three pitch-black iron cards, put them on the table, and said softly: "Leave Chengchun, save thirteen taels of wine, and I'll drink it for him." If you bother the shopkeeper to send a letter to Halberd Mountain, give it to a person named Cheng Mu, just eight words, the master is gone, and he will cultivate for a good life."

A middle-aged man in gray brought a pot of wine, but did not speak, just waited for Sun Li to drink it all, and then took the iron plate away, and a young man on the side presented the iron plate with a golden plate.

Sun Li wiped his mouth, and then said, "Qingluanzhou, Fu Yu Guoxiong is simple, and he has nine taels of wine."

The middle-aged shopkeeper then asked, "No need to send a message?"

Sun Li shook his head, "Alone, there is no trust to pass on."

Another pot of wine was served, and Sun Li drank it all in one gulp, and he was already three points drunk.

The scholar said, "Shenluzhou Zishou, store a pound and fifteen taels of wine. If you bother the shopkeeper to send a message to Huangyang Mansion, thirteen characters, Zishou is in arrears of virtue, can it be regarded as making up for it?"

The shopkeeper said softly, "Two catties, it's not a tael."

Sun Li just repeated: "One catty and fifteen taels."

The middle-aged shopkeeper nodded, this time it was two wine jugs filled with wine.

The scholar who had only one arm left forcibly suppressed the smell of wine, and then put nearly two catties of wine in his stomach.

Sun Li got up slowly, unable to make a move, so he had to nod his head.

Sun Li was not the first to come, nor was he the last, and there were people at the table elsewhere who reported to the mountain gate and drank wine. It's just that Sun Li is here, and the shopkeeper is here in person.

This wine shop, passed down from generation to generation, has been more than 2,000 years, the previous shopkeeper died 400 years ago, and now this is the only disciple of the former shopkeeper, and he is also an adopted son.

Those iron plaques always have the name on the front and the continent on the back.

Today's Demon Rejection Island is much more lively than before, at least the number of people who come has doubled. Whether you come voluntarily or not, as long as you come, it's good.

There are many who drink wine for those who have died in battle. Post-war deliberations are also underway.

The discussion of the seven surnames on the Demon Island has been going on for a long time. At the beginning, there were only three surnames, and then after only a hundred years, the three surnames became seven surnames.

Seven Taishi chairs, regardless of priority, during the discussion, the monks who have not been on duty, as long as they are above the refining of the void, must participate, but the decision will always be only twelve seats, except for the local seven surnames, the remaining five seats are rotated each Jiazi. The seven surnames of the iron fight are the ones that people have exchanged for the lives of the children of the family for thousands of years. The remaining five seats were also bought by people in exchange for their lives, and no one objected.

If you talk about it, there are only twelve seats. Often, small discussions are the most important thing.

Twelve seats, in addition to the seven surnames, the remaining five seats, Qingluanzhou Burial Sword City has a seat, Lizhou Fan Haishan has a seat, Douhanzhou Rag Mountain has a seat, Qingluanzhou Dayao Dynasty and Xingshen Dynasty occupy a seat, and there is a seat, which used to be empty in the past, and now it is the exclusive occupation of Zuo Hengchuan, the fisherman.

The content of the discussion came from a letter and was signed by Liu Jingxun of Zhongtu.

If it was signed by Liu Jingxun of Qingxing Mountain, there would be no need for this discussion at all.

A letter was read by twelve people in turn, and a moment passed after reading the letter.

Seven surnames are talkers

, is now the head of each of the seven surnames, all of whom are ascending the building. Zhu Xiapu, Deng Evil Feng, Chen Wandu, Qin Fanxue, Yuan Mi, Liu Manliang, and the only female head of the family, Song Nanlai. The five seats of Jiazi were rotated, in addition to Zuo Hengchuan, there was also the Tong Wu of the Shanhai Sect with a faint scar on his face, Jing Huan, the lord of the Burial Sword City, the new chief of the Broken Mountain, Dongmen Xiaojiu, and the two dynasties of Qingluanzhou, Ye Lutai.

The last person to read the letter was Zuo Hengchuan.

He is the only two people on the field, a fisherman in the world, so he naturally has to be the first to speak.

"This is something that is not beneficial to him Liu Jingxuan, I have known for a long time, I must have had a sect discussion before Mr. Dongmen came, right? I think it's good anyway."

Dongmen Xiaojiu smiled slightly, and said softly, "Our Sect Master Yao and Master Liu are so good that they wear a pair of pants, so I don't need to say more."

The two looked at the Burial Sword City Lord, Jing Huan smiled indifferently, and said, "Although Liu Guzhou and I have always been incompatible, that kid is more likable than his father, so I naturally have no objection."

Tong Yu didn't rush to make a decision, but asked first, "First tell me if Liu Jianqiu and Liu Jingxun are alone?"

Zhu Xiapu, who was sitting opposite, nodded, "It's the same person, after he left the ruins, he went up to the highest place in the world with a sword, hit the tenth floor, was smashed by a celestial fist, and fell to the Yellow Court. So it sounds like Liu Jingxun is only in the fugue realm now."

Tong Wu didn't think about it and said, "Then I have no objection, he saved my life and my master's life."

Next, the eyes of everyone present turned to Ye Lutai's side.

The speaker, who represents the first and second dynasties in the world, picked up the teacup and took a sip of wine, looked around, and said with a smile: "The four of them all have an old relationship with Liu Jingxun, and they obviously look at their faces. But I think the idea is good, but where did he Liu Jingxun get so much manpower and material resources to weave Jiuzhou into an iron net that spans thousands of miles? It's good to be lonely and caring about the world, but he's always a young man, in his thirties, and his ideas are a little more immature."

Zuo Hengchuan smiled and said nothing, but Dongmen Xiaojiu turned his head indifferently and said, "Brother Ye also went upstairs, right? Brother Ye immediately went out, went to the highest place in the world, hit the tenth floor, and then commented on whether he was immature or not."

They are all thousand-year-old goblins, and Ye Lutai naturally doesn't take the yin and yang weirdness of Dongmen Xiaojiu seriously, but instead says with a smile: "For thousands of years, there are few people on the battlefield who have extremely high killing power and great ability? Ai He, Qin Wanyin, which one is not one of the best strange women? Liu Guzhou is not bad, right? Did you send the demon clan back to your hometown?"

Liu Manliang coughed lightly and said softly: "Let's just talk about things, go to the mouth of the alley if you quarrel, and go to the sea if you fight."

Qin Fanxue smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Ye just needs to say yes or no."

Ye Lutai blurted out a no.

There were a total of 12 seats, and so far, four people agree and one person denies.

According to the order of up and down, it was naturally Zhu Xiapu who spoke first.

The head of the Zhu family, who looked around forty, turned his head to look at the other six people, turned his head, and said softly, "The Zhu family has no objections."

Deng Vicious Wind smiled: "It's nothing more than making less money, no objections."

Chen Wandu took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "What is the reason for disagreeing with my own children who were born on Demon Rejection Island and came back to the battlefield?"

Qin Fanxue said indifferently: "Everyone else has pushed things out, and finally a fool who is willing to take care of things has come, so the Qin family naturally will not have any objections."

Yuan Mi smiled and only said yes.

Liu Manliang looked at Chen Wandu and said softly, "Your kid's own family? And what has become of my real name?"

The answer is self-explanatory.

The only female head of the family frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I was in retreat that year, and I didn't see him, will Liu Jingxun have the same sex as that witch?"

Zuo Hengchuan said helplessly: "Ji Qiao is the holy daughter of the Ji family, how did you become a witch in your mouth?"

Song Nanlai pouted and said, "The fisherman's predecessor doesn't talk much, let someone who knows tell me."

Chen Wandu touched his chin and said with a smile: "Anyway, it's quite similar on the battlefield, like his father and his mother, but under the battlefield, it's only like Liu Guzhou.

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Song Nan showed a smile when he came, and said softly: "Just like it, if I am like Liu Guzhou, I always look like a teacher, then I must be a negative word."

Ji Qiao is naughty and jumpy, eclectic, accustomed to freedom, and often does unexpected things, in fact, the local seven surnames, the old people call her a witch.

As a result, the most embarrassing thing on the field was Ye Lutai, with a total of twelve seats, but he didn't do it.

But he still spoke, "You guys have figured it out, to give the power of those three talents to a hairy boy in his early thirties? In case his mind is not strong, once he surrenders to the enemy, it will be a great disaster for Jiuzhou!"

A hairy boy in his early thirties, put in the mouths of these youngest and more than 100-year-old Qi Refiners, this sentence is indeed not a problem.

But hearing these words, Zuo Hengchuan laughed badly.

The fisherman in the world covered his lower abdomen and laughed breathlessly, "You said that he Liu Jingxuan defected to the enemy?."

Gatekeeper, for the time being, he is still the emperor of the people, you say that he is a demon, you can think of it!

Zhu Xiapu said softly, "Since this is the case, then the matter is decided."

Jing Huan interjected, "We must have made a decision, but with Liu Jingxun's current realm, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public!"

Chen Wandu smiled: "Simple, old rules! Just beat the level. Since he's just an iQue now, then each of our seven surnames has an iQue peak, and he can pass through the level."

Zuo Hengchuan took a sip of tea and said softly, "The iQue is too child's play, and there is no need for seven people, the seven of you have selected three refining realms, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, just let Liu Jingxun break through." I think Zhu Fayan, Yuan Pan'er and Liu Yi are suitable, they are all refining voids, and they are not more than 100 years old, and they are also sword cultivators."

Tong Yu was stunned, "Wouldn't it be too bullying?" Let the fugue fight the wheel war, or the three refinements?"

Zuo Hengchuan said softly: "If not, how can you convince the public? If not, how can our Mr. Xiao Ye feel comfortable?"

In fact, Zuo Hengchuan felt that that kid had broken through the realm of glass now, and if the realm of the Qi Refiner broke through another realm, then it would be very good for him not to bully people at that time.

Zuo Hengchuan slowly got up, clasped his fists for a week, and said in a deep voice: "You have suffered for thousands of years, and now you and I are both pioneers."