"Ancestor Qiyu Hidden Dragon, and Master Yuangui of the Tuyuan Sect have not arrived, do you want to wait any longer."

The person who spoke was Li Yuan Zong Xiao Tianzhenjun, who had been actively moving closer to him since he was rescued by Yi Chen in front of him.

However, now he looked respectful, with his hands in front of him, his back slightly arched, and his attitude was very respectful, and he did not dare to exceed the rules in the slightest.

Yi Chen knew that although they had been drinking and chatting a few months ago, there was now a sad barrier between them.

After killing the companion spirit ghost of the Immortal Sword Mother that day, perhaps because the Immortal Sword Mother finally cast a spell to feed the ghost to make the spirit ghost go further, the spirit ghost actually contributed a full 180,000 crimson dots to him.

This discovery that day even made Yi Chen recite the Sutra of Death to the Wusheng Sword Mother one more time, after all, the Wusheng Sword Mother opened up and he couldn't do anything to become a son.

After ten days of fermentation of the collapse of the Sword Evil Sect, the news gradually spread to the surroundings, and the previously unrivaled Star Sword Alliance suddenly disappeared, and some of the sects that had withdrawn from the group even contacted Yi Chen in private, hoping to join the Hidden Dragon Alliance.

Therefore, today's banquet on the top floor of Mochizuki Tower is even more powerful than that day of the amorous son, but today no one dares to let the Qinyun Sect Master play the qin.

Because now they are all good at singing and dancing, where did the dog dare to have this idea of letting the Hehuan Sect Master perform!

"It's almost time, don't wait, let's get started." Yi Chen shook his head, clapped his hands, and all kinds of dishes were served like flowing water.

Every dish is carefully cooked with rare spiritual materials, colorful spiritual fruits are placed on the table, and more importantly, these easy dust did not cost a dime.

A ruthless man who single-handedly destroyed the Sword Evil Sect, such a powerful Dao Interception True Monarch held a banquet in the Moon Tower, the owner of the Moon Tower was simply crying with joy, and he even prepared a generous gift and licked his face in the hope that Yi Chen would accept it.

At this moment, suddenly an embarrassed figure appeared in the main hall, this is a short old man in an earthy yellow robe, he first made a group around and then shook towards the main seat of Yi Chen.

"Fellow Daoists, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late." Master Yuan Gyu said apologetically.

For a moment, everyone's eyes converged on Venerable Yuan Gui, and they were silent.

Yi Chen lowered his head and picked up a soup spoon and stirred a bowl of Wang Ba soup on the plate in front of him, but he replied without raising his head: "If you come, find a place to sit by yourself~"

"Thank you, Senior Hidden Dragon." The old man in the earthy yellow robe was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't expect it to be so easy to pass this time, after hearing the news of the destruction of the Sword Evil Sect, he couldn't believe it, how could the Lifeless Sword Mother be so prestigious, how could it be so easily killed?

He relied on the exquisite art of earth escape, and traveled thousands of miles to the mountain gate of the Sword Evil Sect, and after seeing the ruins of the Sword Evil Sect with his own eyes, he completely gave up, and hurried towards the direction of the Moon Tower, but he was still delayed for a while.

Master Yuan Gui looked around, only to see that all the desks in the building were already full of people, and a cold sweat suddenly ran down his forehead, and he just wanted to be cheeky and ask the maid to add another desk at the end, when Yi Chen's voice sounded again.

"Hey, this turtle soup in Mochizuki Lake in Turtle City is really a must, it is very different from the old turtles in other places, fresh, mellow, heavy, with a strange fragrance, you must taste it, please Taoist friends." Yi Chen picked up the chopsticks and picked up the old turtle in the soup, biting off most of it, and then he looked at the extremely embarrassed Venerable Yuan Gui in the audience with a 'surprised' look, "Why don't Daoyou take a seat yet?" ”

"Senior Hidden Dragon, there is no place left, can you let someone add another case."

"Yuangui Daoyou, there is a limit to the number of cases, and the same is true for the number of members of my Hidden Dragon Alliance, you can't even mix up the number of cases, I see that you don't take the poor Dao and your fellow Daoists to heart at all."

"Hidden...."

"Get out! Go back and wait for news! Yi Chen's tone rose sharply, and he swallowed the last old turtle in one gulp.

Everyone in the building was a human spirit, and when they saw Yi Chen's statement, they knew what to do, and immediately echoed,

One person sneered loudly: "The predecessors of the hidden dragon dare to be late, and the big things have to be put down, in order to prevent accidents, a furnace of Baodan will be released soon, and I will not hesitate to do it, I think Yuangui Daoyou is not qualified to participate in this meeting at all!" ”

Master Yuan Gui retreated in embarrassment, and he couldn't help but feel remorse in his heart for a while, knowing that he was a member of the main hall that day.

But the few people who knew him looked at each other, and couldn't help but have a smile on their faces.

"Yuangui Daoyou has always been cautious and cautious on weekdays, but today this old fox is deflated, wonderful."

Yi Chen looked at the expressions of everyone in the field, and couldn't help but crack the corners of his mouth for a while, grinning in an exaggerated arc.

The group of people at the bottom, let them make sugar is not necessarily sweet, but vinegar must be sour, he never naively thought of getting the loyalty of these people.

However, he wants the loyalty of this group of people to do chicken feathers, and he will pay tribute to Yi Daochang.

He had already agreed with the Qinyun Sect Master to collect the Yin and evil things from the various sects, as well as the true scriptures unearthed from various ruins and the martial arts that were born from them.

Although he doesn't have much expectations for the latter Yi Chen, the former is a real output, which is not much better than his own exhaustion and exhaustion to look for outside?

He had found all the reasons, and at that time, Qin Yun released the news that he Hehuan Sect wanted to refine a yin and evil magic weapon, and he needed to buy such foreign objects on a large scale, which was simply not too reasonable.

The most annoying thing is that the property he spent on acquiring these resources was still given to him by the cultivators in front of him, and he didn't spend a penny for Yi Dao, and even had to earn it.

The highest level of wool picking is to pluck the feathers and not let the sheep crow, all the cultivators in the field are human spirits, even with Yi Chen's black heart can not do it to such a degree, but let the sheep cry softer, he Yi Daochang can still do it easily.

Trade, let resources flow.

The massive resources he receives every year, and the news of the purchase of evil things or intelligence at a higher price, won't the resources flow back? Everyone takes what they need, and plucking will not be so painful, and there will be no need for each sect to do things for him.

If you don't do it, some of them are sect offices, and they all roll him up, and they have the highest force and redistribution power, and Yi Chen will also grasp the highest power of the Hidden Dragon Alliance, so he can concentrate on engaging people in combat power.

And there is another advantage of doing this, through the stable channel of purchasing evil and evil things at a high price, and a number of interest groups can be cultivated in each sect.

At that time, hehe, in order to protect the interests in his hands, even if someone secretly wants to subvert the Hidden Dragon Alliance, this group of monks who have benefited from the trade with the Hehuan Sect will not agree to it first, this is the secret method of bringing Ying to stir up, cultivation, differentiation and checks and balances.

"You can come to today's banquet, it is to give me face in the Hehuan Sect, Poor Dao is very happy, I will toast you first."

Yi Chen picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

For a while, everyone didn't dare to say anything, they all picked up the wine glasses and drank them all, and some also hung the wine glasses upside down, indicating that they had no drop left.

"If there are changes today, everything is noisy, and the poor road still has a lot of strength, and wants to build a hidden dragon alliance to protect one side."

"There are a total of thirty-six families who came today, and the eighteen sects that perished half a month ago will have seventy percent of their wealth and property, and those eighteen sects on that day, if they are willing to join the Wuyin Dragon Alliance, they will hand over the property of the sect to two percent of the alliance every year."

"The Taoist friends who came to join the Wuyin Dragon Alliance, the annual wealth is poor and the Dao is two and a half, you think about it, if someone in the previous eighteen sects is unwilling, now the seventy percent of the wealth will be handed over to my Hehuan Sect, and you can leave,

The quota is filled by the eighteenth sect that took the lead in agreeing, and if someone looks at which broken sect is stationed, they can also bid. ”

"Now the world is very poor, the poor Dao strength has not been caught, now my Hidden Dragon Alliance has a maximum of thirty-six sects to join, let's discuss it separately, if you have any questions, you can ask the sect master of my sect Qinyun for all the details of the alliance."

After saying all this, Yi Chen stopped talking and concentrated on showing off his meal.

As a big brother, what he does is to set the strategy and direction, and he will naturally not be able to end up with the specific bargaining work.

One is too forced, and the other is to leave room for himself to toss and turn, and he can grasp the rules and finally interpret the scriptures.

The owner of Mochizuki Tower had already inquired about the great elder of the Hehuan Sect who liked food, and he spent a lot of thought, used countless resources, and sent plates of cherished spiritual materials to his case several places one after another, and the two beautiful girls were dressed in thin shirts, and kept distributing vegetables for him for a while, and from time to time 'accidentally' rubbed him with a big persimmon, looking like they were giving and taking.

"This group of old people in the cultivation world will really enjoy it." At this moment, Yichen experienced the joy of being taken care of by someone.

In the past, he had to go out to look for food, but at today's banquet, he even saw the mushroom pot of the Eight Treasures Pavilion in Shanyue City.

Compared with all kinds of spiritual materials, this mushroom pot is the most ordinary dish on the table.

Yi Chen glanced at the table of everyone sitting below, obviously all kinds of delicacies were one or two grades lower than his own, even if the old turtle in the old turtle soup he drank was two times larger than the one in other people's bowls.

"The master of Mochizuki Tower really has a heart this time, why don't you see you after you're done?"

Being able to dominate the city of the Seven Peaks of Great Qin and the Turtle City of Wangyue Lake forced other forces not to set foot in it, and the energy of the master behind Wangyue Tower was really extraordinary, and for a while, Yi Chen also became a little interested.

The discussion in the building continued, but the maids who gave Yi Chen's cloth vegetables had already changed a batch, not what Yi Chen requested, but the group of maids who only had superficial cultivation had sour hands.

The spiritual meal made of special sea beasts has a tough texture, allowing them to decompose piece by piece, which is really difficult for them.

It wasn't until the starry night that the negotiations in the building came to an end, and all parties achieved the greatest common divisor in the game, and the Hidden Dragon Alliance was officially established.

"Poor Dao has accumulated countless merits in this life, and Poor Dao is worth it!" Yi Chen, the glutton, also ate and drank to his heart's content, patted his belly and left satisfied.

At night, the moonlight is like silver.

Outside a beautiful courtyard somewhere in Turtle City, a high-flying man stood side by side with a plump and beautiful woman.

Tonight's evening breeze is extraordinarily sultry, and the soft wind blows the hem of the blue gauze skirt of the Qinyun Sect Master fluttering gently, revealing a small half of the white calf from time to time, straight and beautiful, fascinating.

"Great Elder, let's go back."

"The Great Elder has been working hard during this time, so relax and relax tonight." The Sect Master of Qin Yun blinked playfully, and a pair of water-cutting pupils were as clear and translucent as quiet autumn water.

At this moment, the Qin Yun Sect Master's expression was extremely relaxed, as if he had unloaded a thousand catties of burden, and his grace was a little lively.

This....isn't suitable~

At this moment, Yi Chen's body couldn't help but stiffen slightly when he heard this, his pupils shook, and he couldn't turn his head with difficulty.

Seeing Yi Chen's rare old face, his cheeks were also white jade.

"Great Elder, go back quickly, Ruan'er has indeed just arrived tonight."

"Huh?"

"Great, but Ruan'er also came here, but I have a gift for her."

After Yi Chen killed the Wusheng Sword Mother, he got three well-preserved psychic golden fruits from his storage ring, which can help people break through the realm of the True Monarch, just one for Shitai, one for Ruan'er, and one for Qingyunzi.

Fighting with people every day, it's time for him to relax and relax.

On this night, the Yichen Overlord raised his halberd, and he only had complete battle intent in his heart!

From time to time, there was a low voice of resentment and admiration in a certain room in the garden.

"Don't fight, chief. ’

For a moment, the crescent moon in the night sky disappeared into the dark clouds, and he seemed to be shy.

….

….

A few days ago.

In a certain quaint town, people come and go, shoulder to shoulder, and the city is full of fireworks.

At this moment, on the head of a street stall hanging to the noodle shop, a beautiful woman wearing a peach blossom mask and a bulging chest sat unceremoniously on the greasy stool of the noodle stall.

Although the person's face was not visible, everyone on the street sneaked a glance towards her.

The owner of the noodle shop is an honest man, and while ordering noodles to other customers, he sneaks a sneaky glance at the peach mask woman from time to time.

Yuan Jun didn't care about this at all, she smiled loudly and said, "Boss, business is good." ”

"A bowl of beef noodles, no noodles~"

Boss: "......"

"Guest officer, this...."

"I'm joking with you, you hurry up~" Seeing the embarrassing scene of the boss, Yuan Jun couldn't help but let out a silver bell-like laugh, as if he had found something very interesting.

Soon, a bowl of hot, fragrant, and sprinkled beef noodles sprinkled with green onions was served to Yuan Jun.

Looking at the bowl of noodles in front of him, Yuan Jun picked up the chopsticks and kept pulling them, picking out the green onions in the noodles one by one.

"I'm sorry, I don't know if the guest officer doesn't eat chopped green onions, why don't I cook another bowl for the guest officer?" The shopkeeper rubbed his hands honestly and reminded him kindly.

"Eh, no need, you didn't do it right, it's not as delicious as the little wolf's cooking." Yuan Jun remembered the bowl of beef noodles that the spicy man cooked when he left the free day, and couldn't help licking his delicate lips, and a cute portrait of an anime with a tongue sticking out suddenly appeared on the peach blossom mask.

"But thank you to the Supreme Elder of the Fengyun Sword Sect for cooking noodles for Yuanjun."

"Duguxiong, this big array you laid is good, it's the same as the real thing, it's interesting and interesting, I almost didn't see it~"

Before the words fell, a pair of crooked smiling eyes on the peach blossom mask had already jumped on it, and the pedestrians on the street stopped one after another, looking in the direction of Yuan Jun as if petrified, and the atmosphere instantly became very strange.

(End of chapter)