"Alright, the lord has arrived, and the old man will announce the matter. ”

Tairong Old Ancestor calmed down for dozens of breaths, and finally spoke. He glanced coldly at the eleven people kneeling on the ground, and said unhurriedly:

"Fellow disciples, today is a great day for our Western Spirit army to attack the East Spirit. There are all kinds of signs that the Buddhist cultivation army has reached the end of the strong crossbow, and our twenty Xiling Ancestors led more than 1,000 Jindan, as well as 50,000 foundation building disciples, to attack the Dongling Mountains together, plus the 50,000 disciples who were already stationed in the Dongling Gate, we must control more than half of the peaks in our hands within 30 days. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!" there was a heaven-shattering roar from inside the Jade City Palace.

"Of course, it doesn't matter if the Buddha monks go or not, we are going to grab the mountain, as long as they don't offend us and don't hinder us from harvesting the mountain, you don't have to fight with them to the death. ”

"Ancestor, what if the monks of the Five Sects of the Eastern Spirit come to obstruct it, are we going to fight?" Under the center of the main hall, an Ancestor in the middle of the Yuan Infant stood up and asked.

"Dongfang Qi, you asked well, Dongling Wumen is now beaten to pieces by Buddhist cultivation. The strongest Donglingmen also suffered two-thirds of the casualties, and most of the mountain peaks were lost. What Tianyimen, Danshan Cloud Pavilion, and Qianjimen are not to mention, there is no one in ten. Oh, the old man seems to have heard that Huachen was wrapped in dumplings by Buddha Xiu, and sent more than ten distress charms to us in a row. Tell me, we in Xilingmen have spent all our strength to help them recover the mountain peak, why do they want to stop it? Tell them to take down the mountain peak and rule it together. It's easier to attack a mountain than to defend it, they'll understand. Ahem, in case you don't understand. Let the Buddha cultivators or demon beasts repair them, and they will always ask for help from us. Hey, hey, hey!"

Tairong Old Ancestor smiled. Completely took the eleven people who were still kneeling as air.

"Tairong Ancestor, what did you call them to do?" Reverse Amber pointed to the ground.

"Oh. I almost forgot to get down to business. ”

Tairong Ancestor patted his forehead and said with a smile: "Zhongpo Ancestor, the old man invited you to come because he wanted to ask his junior brother for a favor." ”

"Senior Monk Tairong, despite your orders, Zhongpo will never frown!" Zhongpo hurriedly raised his hand and replied.

"Okay! Very good! Your Jin Jiao Club has also earned a lot of spars in Yucheng for so many years, and the old man is not too much, you have sold 1.8 million excellent spars! I didn't borrow it from you. ”

"800,000 top-grade spars?!" Zhongpo Ancestor almost fainted, he was excited, and said to Beipo: "How much stock do you have in your warehouse?"

"Elder Taishang, a total of two million, this is the ...... accumulated by three years of hard work" Bei Po's face was like ashes.

"Great Monk Qiqi Tairong, can you order the disciple to hand over 300,000 yuan first, and pay the rest in three years?" asked Zhongpo Old Ancestor with a weak heart.

"It's only 300,000? No, no! Let's go to the front and bleed and sweat, and you give a lot of discount to a few hedrons. Why don't you tell the old man not to chill? In this case, I think it's over, you don't have to pay 300,000 yuan, and give up the territory. Get out of Yutiao Mountain. Tairong Old Ancestor sneered.

"That's 500,000! 500,000 is our limit. Otherwise, even if there is territory, my Jinjiao Society will fall apart......" Zhongpo Ancestor cried. Glancing at the wolf-like ancestors around him, he sighed in his heart.

"600,000! That's it. After a while, you ask someone to go back and get it, and then you bring it. The underground market is still your Jinjiao's. In the future, pay 180,000 top-grade spars every year, forget it!" Tairong Old Ancestor said lightly.

Zhongpo Ancestor looked at Bei Po with a gray face, and said in a ruthless voice: "Go back, take the spar, don't hesitate." If I hesitate for a moment, my Yuan Infant Body will collapse!"

Bei Po secretly gritted his teeth, got up and turned around, and shot directly out of the hall.

"Gui Xiaoxiao, how do you see how the old man wants to ask your Tiancheng Pavilion for help, the old man can give you another chance to think about it!" Tairong Old Ancestor sneered.

"Don't think about it, you say, how much do we need to pay in Tiancheng Pavilion?" Gui Xiaoxiao did not look up.

"Not much, three million! One less spar old man will strip you, hehehe! As for whether to peel or strip clothes, it's up to you!" Tairong Old Ancestor smiled repeatedly.

Gui Xiao Xiaohua's face was pale, and he was silent for a hundred breaths, Zuihou gritted his teeth and said: "Ancestor, the little girl of the spar will go back and pay you, and I will hand it over to you in ten days!"

"No! My Eastern Expeditionary Army is about to start, and after ten days of waiting for you, the daylilies will be cold. If you send a message back, you won't be able to pay the spars, so you can exchange it for you or Tiancheng Pavilion. Alas, a foundation-building ant spent three million top-grade crystals on the old man, this is really a sky-high price!

Tairong Old Ancestor chattered and laughed, and the voice kept coming out of the main hall, and even the thousands of monks outside the hall shook their heads and sighed, confused by what this great monk did.

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"Hey, old man, are you too shameless?!When did Xilingmen come out with your scum?!" In the hall, a ghost scream suddenly appeared. The sound entered the consciousness of everyone, like thunder.

"Who...... Who are you?" Tairong Old Ancestor was shocked, and his divine sense repeatedly scanned the hall, but still found nothing.

"Old horseman, don't sweep it, although you are a great monk, but in terms of power, at most you are only a last-class great monk, and you are a little stronger than the ancestor at the peak of the middle of the Yuan Infant, and you are embarrassed to rob the people's daughters and blackmail people for money?!

The obscene voice continued to come, and the entire hall buzzed, and the twenty Yuan Infant Ancestors got up in unison, scanning the hall inch by inch with their divine sense.

No, still no, as if the sound came from hell!

There was only one person, and a heart was already beating wildly, trembling all over, just because he was lying on the ground, and he didn't show the slightest clue.

"Who is the rat, who is capable of hiding his head and shrinking his face?

Tairong Old Ancestor said as he carefully sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power in the air with his divine sense. After another ten breaths, his face was finally ugly, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.

"Alas, seeing that you are so hard, the master will come out to meet you!"

The ghostly voice lagged behind, and beside Gui Xiaoxiao, there was a charming sway, and a flat-headed masked monk appeared. He wore a pair of big sunglasses on his face, a long beard under his chin, a black cape, and silver boots on his feet. He has no coercion, as if he is a mortal.

"Hmph, boy, if you dare to come out, die!"

As soon as the word 'death' came out, Tairong Ancestor did not hesitate to slash out a palm knife. A silver-white ghost-headed knife that was a few feet long and three feet wide suddenly appeared, and slashed like thunder.

Fast, ruthless, accurate! Speed to the extreme. Barely before the words had fallen, the knife had already reached the fronts of the flat-headed masked monk. Behind the blade, pieces of space were distorted and deformed, as if they were under the weight of tens of thousands of pounds.

"Reiki Transformation Shape! It's the Reiki Transformation Knife! The Great Monk is the Great Monk, Tairong Ancestor is too sharp!"

The flat-headed masked monk only shook his head slightly, did not raise any defenses, did not throw out any treasures, and did not even move his body. The ghost-headed broadsword instantly sank into the body, disappearing like smoke.

It's just that on the surface of the masked monk's robe, four huge invisible vortices swirled, like four huge black holes, swallowing up the sword that was like a mountain.

Of course, the person who came was Tian Jiu who had invisibly entered the inner palace of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Alas, it's too weak! Does the ancestor have a longer and bigger aura knife? It's not enough to itch the master!" said the flat-headed masked monk, shaking his beard.

In the main hall, the leaves can be heard. The spiritual qi transformation knife issued by Tairong Ancestor seems to be random, but it is not something that ordinary monks can hard-connect, at least most of the Yuan Infant Ancestors here do not dare.

"......Tell me, where are you sacred?"

Tairong Old Ancestor was shocked, but he didn't show any expression on his face, he only nodded slightly, the door of the hall in the distance quietly closed, the spiritual light flickered sharply, and dozens of magic circles flew up, surrounding the entire hall tightly.

"Divine? No, no, no! The nerves are almost the same, and the Great Elder of the lower nerves is also! If you are happy, you will come, and if you are unhappy, you will disappear. Hey, hey, hey, isn't it nerve?!"

Tian Jiu grinned, saw dozens of ancestors with blank expressions, and then said: "Little Master Yutiao Mountain City Great Elder, don't you all know each other?

"Iron Mask Hou!" Tairong Old Ancestor frowned and shouted.

"The disciple is here!"

In the center of the left side of the main hall, a monk at the end of the Jindan period flashed out tremblingly, who was the Iron Deputy City Lord who had been infinitely beautiful.

"This person is the Great Elder of Yutiao Mountain?" Tairong Old Ancestor asked, pointing at Tianjiu.

"Tell the great monk Tairong, the disciple is not sure. Because the Great Elder hadn't appeared for several years, but the disciple vaguely remembered that the Great Elder's surname was Tian, not the Great Elder of Nerves. ”

"Hey, Iron Mask, you have to see clearly, or I will denounce you when the Holy Maiden comes! Hey, isn't this Lord Dongpo? Don't come unharmed! Get up, get up! What are you doing lying on the ground? and you haven't died Daddy and Mother, I can't help being so pious!"

Tian Jiu first shouted at the Iron Mask Hou, then glanced at Dong Po on the ground, and said with a smile.

"You...... Are you really the Great Elder?" asked Dong Po in shock.

"Of course, if it's fake. I remember that Lord Dongpo once gave me a bottle of Tsukidan in the Vice-Palace, and that Dan is good, my nephew who is not angry will be good as soon as he takes it, and he will be promoted after dividing five by two. No, in the past few days, there has been a lot of noise about Ning Yuan Dan, saying that he wants to marry Dan. Headache, really headache, you said that my ancestor in the middle of the Yuan Yuan Infant has stepped into the ranks of great monks with one foot, where did Ning Yuan Dan come from such a low-level thing!" Tian Jiu said, and suddenly felt out a crystal clear Zhuji Dan, which was one of the bottles of Zhuji Dan that Dong Po gave to Tian Jiu back then. (To be continued......)