"Ah, it's the Lingquan Sect Immortal Master who has returned from defeat!"

"I heard that this battle is thanks to the immortal method of the immortal master of the Lingquan Sect to defend the city!"

"Yes, even in the city, you can hear the deafening sound, and the earth is even more trembling, and such a powerful immortal method can only be done by the immortal master of the Lingquan Sect!"

Yun Chu'an walked blindly on the road outside the city, and suddenly saw the crowd in the distance constantly crowding and scurrying, and the sound of discussion continued to come out, and a trace of blind superstition appeared in the eyes of those civilians who were originally a little numb.

"Lingquan Sect? seems to be familiar. Yun Chu'an frowned slightly, he seemed to have some vague memories of this name, but he couldn't remember when and where he had heard it, but in any case, it could be seen from the words of these people that this person from the Lingquan Sect was pulling the banner of his sect to save the world and deceive the public.

At least today, the siege of the demon beast was annihilated under the flying boat cannon of the Tianluo Sword Sect, and it was definitely not the work of the Lingquan Sect.

Looking at the places where the people kept gathering, there was indeed a group of people wearing the standard clothes of the sect who walked forward with their heads held high under the worship of a common people.

The clothes on his body are so bright and beautiful, and the face is even more radiant, especially the person who leads the way, the oily look, the pot-bellied figure, the slightest hint of just returning from the battlefield, but definitely a person with big fish and meat.

Seeing this person's appearance, Yun Chu'an finally remembered where he had heard the name of this Lingquan Sect.

I still remember that my girlfriend Qian Mu, who got along day and night in the Lianwu Hall but never really got it, was snatched away by this Senior Brother Zhu of the Lingquan Sect.

When the clouds were in their memories, the group of people from the Lingquan Sect walked straight over, and a group of civilians along the way knelt down to worship, making the people of the Lingquan Sect full of scenery, and the figures kept bowing down.

"Everyone, please hurry up, protecting thousands of people is the first priority of my Lingquan Sect, and trivial matters are not enough to worry about!" Zhu Luo's fleshy face squeezed out a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum, and pretended to say.

Those people who knelt down to worship saw that the immortal master from the Lingquan Sect was so kind and benevolent, and their faces were like spring light, bathed in the kindness of the benevolent Lingquan Sect Immortal Master.

Suddenly, a distressed look appeared on Na Zhuluo's fat thick face, and his greasy big hand smashed into his heart fiercely, and his pathos suddenly became angry.

"For many days, in order to protect the people of all parties in Qianyuan City, my Lingquan Sect has poured all the disciples and resources of the upper and lower sects of the sect to resist, and until today, the losses are huge, and the brothers of the same sect have suffered countless losses, which really makes Zhu sad and sad!"

With a few tears squeezed out too hard, every punch hit his fat with force, and there was a huge sound of dong dong, full of momentum, making these people who had no cultivation seem to be a good immortal master who had done his best for the sect and their people.

"Immortal Master Zhu, don't be so sad, so many of our people are still alive here at this time, all thanks to the merits of your sect, this great kindness will never be forgotten!"

"Yes, Immortal Master Zhu, if you have any difficulties, you might as well speak out and tell everyone, we will definitely support Immortal Master Zhu and the Lingquan Sect!

"Alas, I am not satisfied with you, in fact, the consumption of many days, my sect's treasury has been empty for a long time, and even the resources of the disciples in the sect are difficult to distribute. I'm afraid it's going to be disbanded. Zhu Luo was full of tears, and this attitude made many people's noses sour, and tears came out.

Oh, my God!

Is this the immortal master of the Lingquan Sect!

Obviously, he could have abandoned it to protect his own safety, but now it is for the sake of us and other ordinary people, not afraid of the danger of the demon beast army, and bravely resisting, in order to protect our temporary peace.

Touched, quite moved!

What the?

The immortal masters of the Lingquan Sect have all become miserable like this?

Cry, cry for me!

"I... Zhu Xianshi! Xiaomin was originally a wealthy merchant in a certain city, and now he has fled here, and he has nothing else in his hands, leaving some things outside his body, and the 100,000 taels of silver tickets are all dedicated to your sect, although the gold and silver things cannot be compared with the noble spirit stone, but I hope to slightly alleviate the urgent need of your sect. At that moment, someone stood up, took out a few crumpled silver tickets from his arms with a handful of snot and tears, and held them high above his head and offered them.

"No, no, what are you doing here! Everyone has fled to this point, and the family business is gone, even if I, Zhu and Lingquan Sect, are in distress, they must not be able to take a stitch from your people, otherwise there is no doubt about the beasts over there?" Zhu Luo's resolute voice rang out, which inspired the trust of countless people in the depths of their hearts.

"Immortal Master, please accept it! If the Immortal Master doesn't accept it, Xiaomin will kneel here for a long time!! If you don't accept it, Xiaomin will not be able to sleep and eat from now on!!" As he spoke, the man burst into tears and fell to his knees.

"Okay!! thank you for the great help of this brother, such a kindness, my Lingquan Sect will definitely not forget each other, and after he destroys the demon beast army in our sect one day, he will definitely pay back several times with spirit stones!" While saying so sadly, Na Zhu Luo wiped his tears, slowly helped the man up, looked at him deeply and counted his eyes, and then reached out to take the silver tickets, clenched them in the palm of his hand, and put them on his chest.

Then he looked around at the people, as if he wanted to imprint this scene deeply into his eyes, and after counting the breath, he put all the silver tickets worth 100,000 taels into his storage ring.

Some people in the crowd echoed Zhu Luo's singing and echoing, and under the slightest instigation, these ignorant people who pinned most of their hopes on the Lingquan Sect were quickly fanned up, and there was a momentum of vowing to live and die together with the Lingquan Sect, and they all took out the last remaining bit of family wealth and donated generously.

"Ah, Immortal Master, Immortal Master! I have some gold and silver here, which was my dowry back then, and now all of them are dedicated to the Lingquan Lingquan Sect, and I hope that the Immortal Masters can survive such a difficult time!!"

"I have it too, folks! We must not let those Lingquan Sect Immortal Masters who were born and died for us, struggling to fight against demon beasts, chill their hearts, although such a thin gold and silver are not as precious as spirit stones, but they can add up to a lot, and they can also be exchanged for some materials to last for some time!"

"Yes, repay the kindness! You must repay the kindness of the Immortal Master of the Lingquan Sect!"