Li Mubai shook his head lightly and sighed.

"Since Brother Qingle is said to be an inferior disciple, it is better to give up and accept another one?

Several foundation building monks did not move, they were all old and mature, and no one could guess that Master Li was prevaricating.

There was a hint of a smile on Fairy Qin's quiet face, she recognized Qingle Zhenren, the real lotus flower under her feet was only refined by Qingle's shot, she saw Qingle's old and uncultivated appearance, and she smiled dumbly.

"Qingle, what kind of trouble are you making here?"

How could the white-clothed female cultivator not know that one of the six real people of the Qingshi Gate, the famous Qin Fairy, although he was in the late stage of Jindan, he was also extremely powerful, and he couldn't win steadily.

Kill Jiang Ping, Qingle will dare to kill these four foundation building monks!

He was really aggrieved, a dignified Jindan late-stage monk, caught a junior refining qi and caused so many twists and turns, not to mention the loss of three foundation building monks, and put himself in danger!

Li Mubai's face changed, and he was speechless for a while.

Qingle Zhenren grinned, not caring about his image at all: "Brother Mu Bai, don't worry, Qingle can't help it, I don't know if Brother Mu Bai can release people now?"

Li Mubai was immediately furious, "Brother Qingle, you are also a famous Jindan real person, how can you bully the junior who builds the foundation!"

As soon as the Zhuji monk moved, Qingle Zhenren's divine sense sensed it, and without waiting for the woman in white to speak, one of them flashed on the way to several Zhuji monks.

Li Mubai found that something was wrong, and his divine sense transmitted the sound backwards, telling several foundation building monks to leave quickly.

"Qingle has seen Senior Sister Qin. Qingle Zhenren hurriedly greeted him.

In the sky, a female cultivator in a palace dress and a plain skirt flew from a distance, and under her feet was a huge pink flower, which stepped on the stamen, fluttering like a fairy. Between a few breaths, the woman in white landed next to Qingle Zhenren.

"Senior Sister Qin!"

Qingle Zhenren's face showed a look of surprise.

Li Mubai frowned slightly.

Suddenly, Qingle Zhenren and Li Mubai looked into the sky at the same time.

Qingle Zhenren is really anxious, this is the most effective trading condition for him! If he doesn't agree to this, he really doesn't know how to exchange it back. He knew that he was two pounds, and a monk of the same rank might still be possible! A monk in the late stage of Jindan, he had no hope at all.

Li Mubai thought for a long time and shook his head.

If these two exercises can help his breakthrough, there is no need to pray for the subordinates of the three major sects to stay, a genius Jindan monk has cultivated to become a Yuan Infant, and there is no sect that will not pay attention to it!

If it was an ordinary monk, Li Mubai would let it go, but only Jiang Ping couldn't! Whether it was the treasures in the storage bag, or the methods that Jiang Ping had mastered, or the methods to increase the strength of his divine sense, it was worth his adventure!

What Li Mubai was moved by was not that Qingle Zhenren was a senior brother with him, nor did he save Zhongyuan Zhenren's life, but that Qingle Zhenren would take out this great person to exchange Jiang Ping's life, he couldn't help but think about where the Jiang Ping in his hands came from, so that Qingle Zhenren paid so much attention to it, and did not hesitate to use this person!

The weight of the six real people of the Qingshi Gate is extremely heavy, and everyone is an absolute monk of the late Jindan period! Moreover, all the major affairs of the Qingshi Gate are jointly decided by the six real people, and the Zhongyuan real people who are the leader are the highest, and their words are full of weight, which is no different from the master of the first gate.

Li Mubai was suddenly moved, his eyes narrowed, and his heart turned quickly, considering the gains and losses.

"Brother Mu Bai, Zhongyuan Zhenren, the head of the six true people of Qingshi Gate, is a senior brother under him, and Qingle also saved his life, is it enough?"

How could Li Mubai be shaken by Qingle Zhenren's words, he smiled coldly: "Brother Qingle, you are only in the middle stage of Jindan, how can you be the master of the Qingshi Gate! What's more, once the big war starts, the Zishi Gate and the Huangshi Gate will also participate, how can you let an ordinary Jindan mid-stage monk command!"

Anyway, the Purple Cloud Sect has existed for more than a thousand years, and there should be some treasures, if they are captured, they are just used as rewards for the monks, for the high-level of the three factions, why not do it?

Li Mubai's face was not good-looking, what Qingle Zhenren said was basically true, the position of the Purple Cloud Sect was awkward, and he was forced by the three major factions, and the only ancestor Shou Yuan was not much, once the immortal went, if he did not attach himself to one faction, he would definitely be squeezed out by other sects, and it was impossible to say that the other three factions were afraid that the Purple Cloud Sect would join other sects and kill the Purple Cloud Sect to eradicate the roots, and they could also plunder some of the cultivation resources.

"Brother Mu Bai, your Purple Cloud Sect doesn't have a good taste of being in the Qingshi Gate, the Golden Sword Sect, and the Iron Sword Gate, right? Qingle doesn't believe that the people of the Golden Sword Sect have not looked for your Purple Cloud Sect. I don't know how many years the Purple Wind predecessor can live, once his old man Shouyuan dries up and the Immortal is gone, if the Purple Cloud Sect wants to survive, it must at least choose one party to rely on. If Brother Mu Bai is willing to attach himself to my Qingshi Gate, Qingle is willing to ask for Brother Mu Bai, so that when the three factions fight, your monks of the Purple Cloud Sect will be used as cannon fodder, what do you think?"

Qingle Zhenren smiled and changed the subject.

If you can't do it yourself, you still go to cause trouble, and you are killed by monks who are far inferior to you, what else can you say.

Seven foundation building monks besieged and killed a late-stage Qi refining monk, and three of them were killed back, even if they broke the sky in the immortal cultivation world, they couldn't blame the Qi refining monks!

Qingle Zhenren smiled, Jiang Ping's words were very powerful!

Jiang Ping saw that Li Mubai's words were pushed on his own, and his anger rose in his heart, and he suddenly spoke up: "It was the seven foundation-building monks of your Purple Cloud Sect who besieged me Jiang Ping, so I had no choice but to put the fragment of the magic weapon in the fire and thunder technique to detonate, you can't blame me!"

It's not impossible to kill people by leaping over the ranks, but this matter is too outrageous, killing three people in the later stage of qi refining can also seriously injure three people, who can believe it!

"Could it really be Jiang Ping's doing? But he was only in the late stage of Qi refining, how did he kill the foundation cultivator?"

Qingle Zhenren was stunned, his divine sense swept down, and he did find that three corpses fell on Funiu Mountain, dripping with blood, and one of them even attracted wild beasts to gnaw on blood.

"Brother Qingle, look at this small mountain, there are three foundation-building monks of my Purple Cloud Sect lying in wait! This is the foundation-building monk that my Purple Cloud Sect has worked hard to cultivate! I was killed by three of your good disciples in one fell swoop, do you think I can let him go?"

Li Mubai smiled indifferently and pointed his finger downward.

"Brother Qingle thinks Mu Bai is joking?"

"Are you saying that Jiang Ping killed you three foundation building monks? How is this possible! He is a late stage Qi refining monk, and when he encounters a foundation building monk, he can only flee for his life!"

"What!" Kiyoraku was really stunned.

A simple transaction collapsed in an instant, Jiang Ping didn't expect that he could be worth so many magic weapons! However, he suddenly understood in his heart why Li Mubai did not agree to his ancestor's proposal, whether it was the treasures in the storage bag or his own magic weapons, they were not comparable to these sixteen magic weapons.

Li Mubai shook his head and smiled, "Brother Qingle is worthy of being a refining master, and these magic weapons can be easily taken out." However, Jiang Ping killed three of my Purple Cloud Sect's foundation building monks and seriously injured three of them, if I, Li Mubai, let it go easily, wouldn't it make outsiders think that my Purple Cloud Sect was weak and could be bullied? If Brother Qingle had free time, Mu Bai would definitely have to make amends to Senior Brother in person. ”

"How about ten low-level magic weapons, five middle-level magic weapons, and one high-level magic weapon?"

Qingle's two eagle eyes narrowed, and the wings of the Dapeng bird under him flipped slightly up and down, standing in the air.

What did Jiang Ping do to be valued by Li Mubai!

Qingle swept away, and his heart was shocked. Several people after Li Mubai, one in the early stage of foundation building, one in the middle stage of foundation building, and two in the late stage of foundation building, could it be that Jiang Ping's value is higher than that of monks in the later stage of foundation building?

"Senior Sister Qin, it's like this, Brother Mu Bai captured my apprentice Sun Jiang Ping, and somehow provoked Brother Mu Bai, causing Brother Mu Bai to send seven foundation building masters to besiege Jiang Ping, but Jiang Ping killed three people and seriously injured three people, he was angry and wanted to capture my disciple Sun back to the Purple Cloud Sect and be interrogated by their Purple Cloud Sect. ”

Qingle Zhenren was simple and to the point, and aggrievedly told Jiang Ping's situation.

Fairy Qin's eyes showed a cold light, and he looked at Li Mubai, and his voice like a yellow bird became cold: "Li Mubai, are you bullying my Qingshimen people?"