Qian and Quan reacted when they heard Qing Yi say this.

He turned his head to all the monks and thanked him again and again.

When the monks saw this, they thought to themselves, if these two really used everyone's spirit stones to buy magic weapons, they would only remember Qingyi's goodness, and from then on, they would look forward to Qingyi.

Can you remember what others did?

, it's really unpleasant to be generous to others.

Some people also think that Qingyi Lao Dao is clearly trying to put the spirit stone in his pocket.

Although everyone's heart is full of unhappiness, no one wants to be the first bird to say more.

Qing Yi saw that the goal had been achieved, so he smiled and said: "The generosity of so many Taoist friends is really beyond the expectations of the poor Dao.

Haha, now that this matter is over, next door is the Heavenly Dining Hall, how about everyone stay and have a drink together? ”

When Nie Yu heard this, he felt even more strange, could it be that the fewer adults there were, the more he expected it.

At this time, there were already rows of mortal waiters, bringing some delicacies, the canteen "Heavenly Dining Hall" next door to Juxian Hall.

It seems that Qingyi and the others have prepared it in advance, but all the monks have just come out of blood, who still has the appetite.

They all said a few polite words with ugly faces, and left.

Nie Yu was mixed in and followed out inconspicuously.

The people who were still in the hall were all Qingyi's gang, and soon their carnival sound came from inside.

As soon as these casual cultivators came out a few steps, some people couldn't help but burst into foul language.

Nie Yu smiled bitterly in his heart, originally everyone came with the mentality of begging for benefits, but he didn't expect to be put on such a show.

Sure enough, it won't be a good thing to be able to take the initiative to find the door.

Everyone was depressed and went back to their rooms.

Nie Yu frowned and looked at the fiery girl next to him.

Since she just came out of the Juxian Hall, she has been following her, wanting to speak and stopping, with a tangled look on her face.

Nie Yu saw that she wanted to say something to herself several times, but she still didn't say anything, so he naturally wouldn't talk to him and make trouble for himself.

Nie Yu went up to the fifth floor, and the fiery girl was still following him.

Nie Yu thought to himself, could it be that this girl wants to go back to the room with me.

When he opened the door, the thing that had caused him to panic finally didn't happen.

After he closed the door, he thought about what had just happened, and thought, this girl has a plan for me, I need to be wary of her.

As for Qingyi's group, he sacrificed a spirit stone today, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

For these people, his idea is to ignore them in the future.

If that group of people has to make an inch in the future, what kind of moths do they have to do, it doesn't matter what other people think of him, anyway, he is looking for an opportunity to kill that group of people one by one.

After all, it is quite annoying to have some flies that are chattering and thinking about beating their own ideas every day, and it will affect their cultivation.

…… After two days of peace, it was time to set off.

The reception hall on the first floor.

Hundreds of monks had gathered in the main hall, except for Qing Yi and his group, everyone else was standing scattered.

All of them were waiting for the lead to come down.

Nie Yu wanted to find a corner to wait with the others, but looked at the fiery girl next to him and gave up his thoughts, but he still didn't ask the girl anything.

The monks were talking to each other, and some were talking about the inducement.

The cultivators have been here for so many days, and few of them have seen those envoys, and they are obviously very curious about what kind of demeanor these envoys from the Purple Cloud Sect are.

"Pedaling"

There were messy footsteps coming down the stairs, and judging from the footsteps, there were quite a few messengers.

The scattered cultivators fell silent all of a sudden.

Then the sound of warblers and swallows laughing with each other came down the stairs.

The monks' ears pricked up.

I couldn't help but wonder if the messengers this time were actually some women.

Then everyone saw that eight or nine gorgeous girls with light gauze and thin wisps and charming faces ran down.

Nie Yu saw that the slender jade necks, snow-white breasts, and crystal clavicles of these beautiful girls were covered with many long dark red scars.

It looked like he had been whipped with a whip, and some of the scars had formed a shallow layer of red scabs.

Their state makes people feel a little distressed.

However, the girls themselves didn't care about the scars on their bodies, but occasionally flashed a trace of pain on their faces, and the rest was a happy and happy look.

These girls were obviously taken aback when they saw so many people gathered in the main hall.

The girls huddled together, staring at the innocent eyes, and also looking at the group of cultivators in the hall.

"Ahem"

An older Taoist priest coughed in the casual cultivation before everyone woke up.

Immediately, the monks in front of the girls politely moved out of the way.

When the girls saw this, they pulled each other and ran out with a smile.

Outside the building, there have been several parked for a long time, and the gorgeous sedan chair carried by eight people is incomparably gorgeous.

The girls got into a sedan chair and were carried by a coachman dressed in uniform servant clothes.

The group cultivators could still hear one or two sounds from time to time in the sedan chair, laughter like silver bells.

Some couldn't help but laugh.

The guys kept waiting.

Nearly a quarter of an hour passed.

Footsteps came down the stairs, and then three purple-robed monks were seen.

A man walked in front of him, and his face was as long as a brick, and he was square.

The other two messengers, one with a lot of pockmarks on his face, and the other a fat man with a blushing face, followed behind him.

Nie Yu's pupils shrank, these three people were exactly the same as the three purple-clothed disciples he had killed before.

However, he had expected this situation.

His divine sense swept slightly, and these three people were all cultivators in the late stage of qi induction.

The brick face in front of him is leading, he does not squint when he walks, and his steps are square, which is quite the momentum of leading others.

The two people in the back followed respectfully.

Everyone thought to themselves, the purple-clothed disciple who took the lead was not a descendant of the sect, but among the Ziyun disciples, he had special leadership ability.

The probability of the former is even greater, because if it is some children of the sect who have no family background but have leadership ability, they will generally make a particularly noble appearance, so as to convince the people around them, and it is impossible to do it in front of so many people if it is too prodigal.

If you are a descendant, you don't care much about this, and if you do something weird, you are not afraid of what other disciples will say.

"Have all the people arrived, how many people?" The purple-clothed envoy at the front asked directly without anyone looking.

"Venerable envoys, a total of one hundred and three Taoist friends, have arrived an hour ago, and all of them are here to wait for the three venerable envoys."

Qing Yi Lao Dao walked to the side of the purple-clothed messenger and replied respectfully.

"Qingyi, yes, well, that's good." The brick-faced purple-clothed messenger did not move, and his face turned slightly sideways to look at Qing Yidao.

When they heard this, their hearts trembled.

I thought, could it be that Qing Yi was old enough to ask everyone for the spirit stone, which was secretly assigned by this brick-faced envoy.