Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Feng Qingxiu was young after all, and Yang Yuyin had long been an old fried dough stick who had been immersed in Kun-Lai for many years. After searching for it for a long time, he couldn't find a place to start.

After thinking about it for a long time, he just sent a warning, telling the master brother that this malicious joke will happen again, don't blame him for sharing the master man's exquisite manuscript on the Kun-Lai main website.

Yang Yinyin's reply was rather strange, "This co-author is nothing but returning to the original owner. Master Feng should think twice to avoid remorse."

Feng Qingxiu looked confused. He had never seen this senior man before, how could he have such a mess of things with him, his eyes were so hot.

Kun-Lai clothing is slightly different from Zhongzhou. I heard that it was the clothing brought by the head of the Zhongzhou Lipai school to modify it. It was always simple and concise. Fortunately, he thought Brother Yang was a model of Kun-Lai, but now it seems that he is not a serious brother. ,Humph!

But the letter has been delivered to him, so don't blame him for being ruthless next time!

Must send him to the headlines.

In the next two days, Senior Brother Yang seemed to be afraid of his threat, and there were no more moths. Feng Qingxiu naturally breathed a sigh of relief and began to pounce on another major event.

The cultivator of Ziyun Dao finally arrived at the Demon Nest Yundu.

Feng Qingxiu thought that Feilaifeng was indeed an expedition weapon. They stopped and went all the way in Kun-Lai, collecting all kinds of spiritual objects, and fishing for several days in the clouds. These flying monks rushed to them. , At their speed, when they came over, they really couldn't eat ashes.

Ziyundao asked for one person to exchange for one item. The address was in Yundu City, and the one who contributed the venue to this matter was the dragon and snake great demon named Hai Chaoxu who had a fate last time.

When the two parties met, they did not draw their swords, but each lived on one side. Ziyun Road handed in a pocket with a name on it. After checking and counting the monks on Kun-Lai side, the Kun-Lai monk called a name, and then shouted this. The name Ziyun Dao prisoner, released the restriction and let him go over to Ziyun Dao.

All the prisoners of Ziyundao had wonderful expressions, some were sad and angry, some were gloomy, some were lost, and some were indifferent. An Xian said that they looked very much at drinking and eating.

"It's almost time to put a grass mark on our heads." A Ziyun Taoist disciple said coldly. After being a monk, it was the first time he suffered such a shame.

"Look a little away." The cultivator next to him comforted him, "It's just a reselling two or three times, at least you don't need to stay under the Blue Witch."

"Do you still want to thank them?" The cold monk sneered.

"Thanks to them, it's already good to be able to escape. When we collect those little schools in Zhongzhou, we won't even survive." The monk beside him said lightly.

"Yes, I have to thank Elder Yan this time." Another Brother Ziyun looked around and no one noticed him, and then said softly, "I heard that Elder Yan alone withstood the Blue Witch this time, so we weren't here. She walked on her hand."

"This is..." The reason is so strong that even the gloomy monk could not help nodding.

At this time, the other side called out another name.

The cold monk's expression was shocked, he arranged his appearance, and walked out blankly.

"This is really a price tag." There was a cultivator Ziyun smiled bitterly, "I have a low cultivation base. Looking at the price, it seems that only a thousand-year-old jade mushroom is needed, and the debt should be paid quickly."

"My price shouldn't be high." The monk beside him smiled bitterly, "I don't know if I should be lucky."

"This time in Kun-Lai, there are actually gains." A monk continued to talk, "If it hadn't been for the pulse expansion needle that almost hurt my heart, if the power is halved, I would still be willing to suffer."

"Yes, I feel that the bottleneck is a little loose," someone sighed, "I heard that high-level medical practitioners won't be so painful, but I asked for the price--not to mention, I can only afford to sell it a few more times. "

"That's right, there is also the supplementary pulse needle. After using it, it feels like a bright cloud, but it is almost like going to a frying pan for a long time. Kun-Lai is too much, how can a high-level medical practitioner receive such a high?"

"Trash martial arts!"

"Correct……"

So before they were replaced, they were all vigorously condemning Kun-Lai for seeing money.

There is no shortage of words to degrade the Kun-Lai peak masters, and the three peaks of the medicine poison pills have never greeted them from the top to the Xiami.

It was Jianfeng's disciple who was responsible for guarding the captives. Most of them were quite hot-tempered. He wanted to go and clean them up, but An Xian stopped him.

"Let them go," Master An Feng took a big mouthful of wine, sighed comfortably, and smiled, "They were all raped on the ground, so why don't they scream?"

It makes sense, Jianfeng disciples nodded one after another, and then looked at the prisoners who were discussing, and their eyes changed slightly.

Seeing that the captives were cold, they all shut up and stopped talking.

So the scene became unilaterally silent and awkward again.

After finally calling the last disciple, Ziyun said a name: "Luo Chi."

The elder who gave the name was distressed. This character is also a young ancestor who is too high to offend. He hopes that Kun-Lai will not discover his identity, otherwise it will definitely be more troublesome.

Then, he saw that the Jianfeng disciple who had been counted did not take over, but Luo Chi walked out by himself and took the slightly heavy pocket.

"Thank you elder," he swept his mind, quickly wrote a list, and handed it to the elder, "The younger generation has some delays, so I can't return to the school for the time being, and I only need to pay for it here."

"Then you are careful in everything." The elder Ziyun Dao didn't mean to leave him at all. This kind of ancestor staying in Ziyun is also hot, since he wants to leave, naturally let him go.

Luo Chi nodded and left the scene.

The relationship between Jie Tian Dao and Zi Yun Dao Ming is still good, and it is double embarrassment for them to stay.

In the end, when Qingnv personally brought out the elder Ziyun Daoyan, Ziyun Dao had almost spent thousands of years of accumulation in this other courtyard.

The young girl still reluctantly said that if she was willing to keep Elder Yan for another year, she would not only not want the ransom given by Ziyundao for Elder Yan, but also triple it, and ensure that it will be intact after one year. Return the person to Ziyun Road.

To be honest, the elder of Ziyundao had a moment of heartbeat.

But Ziyun Dao is one of the three major doorsteps, and the face is still needed. If the other two schools know that Ziyun Dao even sells the elders, it will be a thing that can be laughed at for ten thousand years.

So he reluctantly refused.

As a result, the handover came to a successful conclusion, Ziyun Dao left almost overnight, not staying much for a moment.

The Jianfeng disciples were very sorry, if they started the fight again, they would still be able to catch and sell it again.

But this time I also made a lot of money. Whoever caught the ransom of these captives was the one who sold it to Sanfeng for once, and the ransom for another time, and the elixir obtained could be sold for Yaofeng for another time.

At least it's been a long time to spend a lot of money.

An Xian drew half of the ransom for her reasons. She provoked this battle.

Sufficiently Yan Zhao is speechless for a while.

The disciples of Jianfeng were very supportive and gave it very happily, and said that the boss should pick a few more times next time, which is much faster than fishing money.

This of course drew all kinds of ridicule from the wealthy mountain disciples, but overall, it was satisfactory.

Feng Qingxiu looked at the extra points in the net, with a dreamy feeling.

God knows that he was still coming down more than a year ago, worried about the money for buying talisman paper, now he is so rich that he dare not count his points.

I feel that if this continues, I will be abandoned by the respected master.

He suggested to the Master that he should do it himself if he has anything to do in the future, otherwise, with the Master, life would be no more difficult.

This is a tactful expression, Master, don’t always follow me, OK?

Ji Yunlai snorted softly, and said lightly: "Xiaoqing wants difficulty, it couldn't be easier."

The next day, Ji Yunlai ruthlessly interrupted An Feng's high-spirited fairy jumping great cause, and took her to Xiaoqing as a compensation exercise.

The scene was furious for a while.