Hear the firm words of the good people of Sheung Shui.

The old man's face suddenly turned ugly.

In fact, in his heart, it doesn't matter if this life is abolished or not.

Master-apprentice relationship?

Hehe, since he knew that He Sheng secretly poisoned himself and was ready to refine himself into a soul slave, the old man of the Yin Dynasty wished that He Sheng would become a wasted person, if he hadn't had a chance, the old man of the Yin Shen would have directly shot He Sheng to death.

But because of this, He Sheng can't have an accident!

As long as He Sheng doesn't give himself the antidote for a day, the old man of the Yin Yin can't let He Sheng have an accident!

Not only do you have to let He Sheng live, but you can't let He Sheng become a waste, otherwise, with He Sheng's ruthless character, once he becomes a waste, I'm afraid that he would rather drag himself to die than give himself an antidote.

The old man hesitated for a moment with an ugly face, sighed, and said in a low voice: "This He Sheng is very important to me now......

"No way. Abolishing his cultivation is the bottom line of my Five-Colored Lotus Peak!" the good man of Sheung Shui snorted coldly, his eyes full of determination.

The people of Wanjian Mountain on the side couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Shangshui Shanren - they didn't expect that he, a junior brother who had always been in a bag, would not give an inch in this kind of sect affairs and stick to the bottom line!

However, the admiration did not last for three seconds.

I only heard the old man of the Yin Yin tentatively say: "My soul gate is willing to send another million high-grade spirit stones." ”

Shangshui Shanren sneered: "Don't you understand, this is the bottom line of my five peaks!"

The old man was already desperate, but he still didn't give up: "Two million medium-grade spirit stones in exchange for what kind of life cultivation!"

"Deal!" the good man of Sheung Shui smiled.

Wanjian Mountain People: "???"

"No," Wanjian Mountain was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, and looked at Shangshui Shanren with a confused expression: "This is your bottom line?"

"The bottom line, what is the bottom line?" the good man in Sheung Shui was stunned.

Wanjian Mountain People: "...... You're really Gou. ”

The good man of Sheung Shui smiled: "How do you think the old man's solid family background came from?

However, the good man of Sheung Shui did not let the tiger return to the mountain, but he suddenly thought of it again...... Anyway, there is Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng can hammer him once, and he can hammer him a second time.

Thinking about it this way, the good people of Sheung Shui even hoped that the young master of the Soul Gate would come a second time......

At this time, this young master of the Soul Gate has become a walking two million high-grade spirit stones in the hearts of the good people of Sheung Shui.

This is the boy who God gave him a fortune boy!

Risking his own life and using his own sect's money to support Sheung Shui Sacred Peak, such a great act of abandoning the view of the gateway is so touching.

What a state this is!

What a great man!

Well, He Sheng didn't expect that he would become a great man now......

What, you say that I am a good man in Sheung Shui and greedy for money?

Just kidding, am I a good man in Sheung Shui a money-grubbing person?

I'm thinking about the sect here!

Do you know how tiring it is to be a sect master, every day when you open your eyes, there are thousands of mouths waiting to eat, one disciple after another is waiting to be fed, what rent, water and electricity, property, what spirit stone pill snacks, no one can understand this kind of pressure at all.

The good people of Sheung Shui were moved by themselves for a while.

What a competent and great peak master he is, he would rather bear the prejudice of the world than make profits for the sects.

Wanjian Mountain people looked helplessly at the good people of Shangshui, who were rich in inner drama: "...... It's almost okay, it's a hundred words. ”

Sheung Shui Shanren: "I can still have ten more words." ”

Pulling back his thoughts, the good man of Sheung Shui waved his hand and shot out a divine sense.

In the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Scroll, the voice of the good man in Shangshui came into Zhang Feng's ears: "Disciple, the old man has already talked to the old man of the Yin Netherworld. ”

"How much?" Zhang Feng was suddenly excited.

Sheung Shui Shanren: "A million high-grade spirit stones!"

Zhang Feng laughed happily.

These million high-grade spirit stones, but they have their own 700,000 high-grade spirit stones!

"By the way, don't abolish He Sheng's cultivation. The good man of Sheung Shui added.

Zhang Feng nodded, turned his head to look at He Sheng with a soft face, and smiled kindly.

He Sheng: "!!"

When He Sheng saw this smile, he almost didn't cry at that time, and said tremblingly with his leaky front teeth: "You...... What are you going to do?"

Zhang Feng took out two steamed buns from the storage bag and stuffed them into He Sheng's hands, "Hungry, eat quickly, it's not good if you're hungry." ”

He Sheng: "???"

He Sheng looked at the two steamed buns in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Big brother, can you just say okay if you have anything, what does it mean to take out two steamed buns coldly?

Why are there two steamed buns?

Could it be that this person wants to be paired with him?

He Sheng suddenly looked at Zhang Feng with a cold face: "Give up, it's impossible for the two of us." ”

Zhang Feng: "???"

Heaven and earth outside the Xuanhuang volume.

The good man of Sheung Shui laughed and said, "Pay for it." A total of three million taels of spirit stones. ”

The old man's face was ugly, and his heart was very aggrieved. Now he wants to kill the good man in Sheung Shui, but he still has to grit his teeth and send him three million taels of spirit stones.

This is a year's income from the Soul Gate, and it is difficult for even the old man to take it out in one go.

The old man gritted his teeth with hatred and threw out a storage bag directly.

The good man of Shangshui took it through the air, swept his senses, and said coldly: "No, it's only 500,000 high-grade spirit stones." ”

"Nonsense, I still need to say it!" "The old man gritted his teeth and said angrily, "You wait, this matter is not over!"

After speaking, the old man of the Netherworld and a dozen elders behind him gathered together and whispered.

In the end, the old man snorted coldly and directly drew a complicated formation.

At the same time, thousands of figures rushed out of the soul gate.

"Elders, disciples, all go with me to the Shangshui Sacred Peak!" "The Great Elder of the Soul Sect, who had cultivated to the same half-step golden pill, shouted at everyone with an angry face.

A disciple of Jiedan had a serious face: "Uncle, but what happened?"

"The old man doesn't know. The Great Elder of the Soul Sect had a calm face, "The master of the Soul Sect passed on the voice for thousands of miles, and only said one sentence, let us take all the family backgrounds and go to settle accounts with the Water Saint Peak!"

"Settle accounts?" the disciple of Jiedan was stunned, "It seems that the sect master has suffered a loss, and he wants to have a good fight with the Water Saint Peak!"

The Great Elder of the Soul Gate nodded: "It is estimated that something went wrong with the Sect Master's actions." There was a reckless anger in the tone of the Fang Cai Sect Master, which meant that we would wait for us to come out of the nest and directly forcibly destroy the Shangshui Holy Peak!"

The second elder smiled: "Hehe, that Shangshui Holy Peak is extremely weak, why bother so much?"

"Don't say more, I'm afraid there will really be some accidents, otherwise the door master won't let us bring our family to settle accounts with Shangshui Holy Peak!" The Great Elder said very quickly: "Quick, bring all the magic weapons and pills, well, take the spirit stones with you, let's go to Shangshui Holy Peak together!"

"At this time, I'm afraid there is not enough time. Quick, open the teleportation array!"

The people of the Soul Gate, with a family background, were shocking, and they disappeared into the teleportation array with full of fighting spirit.

They're going to settle accounts with Sheung Shui Holy Peak!

After a pillar of incense.

That is, almost two hours have passed since the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Scroll.

Zhang Feng was waiting inside, and he was about to fall asleep.

The good man of Shangshui calculated the time, and said a little impatiently: "Yin Old Man, could it be that you deliberately delayed the time and prepared to consume these three incense sticks?"

"If you don't pay the money after the two pillars of incense, your disciple will never be able to go out again. ”

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched twice, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't speak, the old man has his own measure!"

The good man of Shangshui sneered twice, looking at the angry old man, his heart became more and more comfortable.

And the next moment, the good man of Sheung Shui turned his head to look at the sky in the distance, and his face changed suddenly.

There, the sky was full of ghosts, and thousands of figures exuding a powerful aura roared in!

With such momentum, even the good people of Sheung Shui felt their scalps tingle.

The good people of Sheung Shui were stupid at the time.

What's so ...... What is the meaning?

When those Soul Gate people flew closer, the good people in Sheung Shui could even hear their angry shouts.

"Sheung Shui Holy Peak, suffer death!"

"If you dare to hurt my master, I must settle accounts with you today!"

"Sheung Shui Holy Peak, don't be rampant!"

Every Soul Sect disciple and elder was full of anger and murderous intent, and their bodies were all connected with a ghostly aura, and even the heavens and the earth were affected by this ghostly aura, and dark clouds followed behind them, and the heavens and the earth were gray.

The sun and the moon have no light.

The wind is howling.

The good man in Sheung Shui was stunned for a long time, and his face changed suddenly.

This posture is to be determined to keep up with the Water Saint Peak?

"Damn, the other three peaks haven't shown up yet!" Shangshui Shanren's face was gloomy, and he was about to spread the word for thousands of miles.

But he saw those soul sect disciples and elders forming a mighty formation, flying in front of the old man of the Yin Underworld, and shouted in unison: "We are ordered to come here to help the sect master destroy the Shangshui Holy Peak!"

The shouting was like thunder.

Soar into the sky.

Even the yin wind between heaven and earth seemed to be shouting with it.

However.

The old man looked at the disciples and elders in front of him with a bewildered expression, blinked, and said confusedly, "You guys are ......?"

"Sect Master, didn't you let us settle accounts with the Water Saint Peak?" the Great Elder said, "Don't worry, we will definitely live up to the high expectations of the Sect Master, and we will destroy the ...... of the Sect Saint Peak today."

"It's not. The old man seemed to understand something, and said with a complicated face, "That, I mainly mean ...... He Sheng was caught by them and asked me for three million high-grade spirit stones......"

"Huh?" The Great Elder was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "I understand, so you are asking us to destroy the Shangshui Holy Peak directly!

The old man sighed: "No, I called you here because the spirit stones on my body are not enough ......"

Grand Elder: "???"

"Alright, let's settle the score. The old man's face flushed and said, "Elders and disciples, how many spirit stones have you brought?"

For a moment, the scene was very silent.

There was a faint embarrassment in the air.

All the disciples and elders looked at the old man with a bewildered expression, confused in their hearts.

Co-author, you're really letting us settle the score?

This reckoning, huh?

This is the breadth and profundity of Chinese culture.

The disciples and elders who had been brewing killing intent all the way and were ready for an earth-shattering battle were silent for a long time before they came to their senses and said embarrassedly:

"I brought three thousand high-grade spirit stones......

"I brought five thousand ......"

"Although I am in charge of managing the property of the sect, this time the incident happened suddenly, and I only brought 800,000 high-grade spirit stones......

For a while, the people of the Soul Gate, who were originally mighty, full of fighting spirit, and surrounded by the spirit of covering the sky, lined up honestly one by one and reported their numbers one after another.

The old man took the small notebook, counted them carefully one by one, and confirmed them several times from time to time, and carefully calculated the accounts.

This scene is extremely weird.