Today I hold the world

School fights, as long as major interests are involved, most of them will not end well, and death is inevitable.

After the truce, a total of 39 people died at the foot of the mountain that Zhong Ziyan was in charge of, all of whom belonged to Qingling Mountain.

Their corpses were all incinerated by Zhong Ziyan's orders for casual practitioners. As for storage bags and the like, since they were not big men and their fortunes were not too rich, they were not worth mentioning in Zhong Ziyan's eyes, so they simply gave them all to the casual practitioners.

In the world, if you want to have a good relationship with others, giving favors is the most direct and efficient way, but using force to suppress others is not the best choice.

Most people who dare to come out to do this kind of blood-licking business are not stupid, and Zhong Ziyan is very happy to recruit these people to do things for him.

Withdrew his hands from the foot of Qingling Mountain and returned to the resting place behind Lizi Valley. Within half an hour, Chief Chong received Feijian's letter and told Zhong Ziyan that his Jindan Patriarch summoned everyone to discuss important matters .

This must be preparing for the second attack, Zhong Ziyan responded: "In order to prevent the people on Bairi Mountain from rushing out, only the poor Taoist and fellow Taoists will go this time, and my two friends are unnecessary."

Chief Chong paused for a moment, "Alright, the three of you are of the same heart and mind, and Fellow Daoist Qingfeng can be the master of the other two."

Zhong Ziyan glanced at Tao Hanting and Chang Zizai, then quickly followed Chief Chong to fly to the southeast, a distance away from the camp where the Xianju Gate was located.

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At noon, the raccoon beasts in Lizi Valley rarely screamed wildly in the daytime, and the valley rumbled and shook.

The casual cultivators who had just experienced a night of formation control and losing their spiritual power were already in low spirits, and they stood up one after another during the meditation break to take precautions, thinking that the golden core monster was going to come out to eat them.

"Don't panic, that thing is still a beast after all, its ferocious nature is hard to kill, and it is inevitable to play tricks sometimes." Tao Hanting opened his eyes to let everyone rest at ease, and he continued to close his eyes and meditate.

For these casual cultivators, Tao Hanting was their temporary leader when Zhong Ziyan was not around, and even if some people were afraid, they relaxed a lot after the leader spoke.

In fact, it’s no wonder that they are being turbulent. Many things are perceived differently in the eyes of people of different levels. The battle last night was ordinary for a foundation-building cultivator, but for a Qi-training cultivator, it was a life-and-death situation. If you don't pay attention, if you are hit by someone else's flying sword or spirit wave, you may lose your life.

People's mental endurance is different. These casual cultivators wander outside the Lizi Valley every day in fear, knowing that there is a golden core beast inside, but the task needs to be completed, so they have to withstand the shocking energy that comes out of it. The breath of heart palpitations planted ink roots, which coincided with the outbreak of the great war last night. By early this morning, my energy was completely exhausted. Listening to the roar of the beast in the valley at noon, it is normal for my heart to retreat.

Outside the forest, Tao Wangcan and Tao Yuanming, Zhu and Li, were counting the treasures that had been distributed not long ago. Zhu Mingkong said: "There are three first-rank high-grade spiritual robes and one first-rank low-grade spiritual sword. There are 36 first-order talismans, and some common pills. Calculated, it is about the same as the deposit that Xianjumen gave us to work hard."

Li Mofang tapped his fingers, nodded and said: "Not bad, it's worth it! If you want me to say that Master Qingfeng is really generous, when other foundation-building cultivators encounter such a thing, those spoils of war have already been taken by one person alone, but he is willing to share them. He has no friendship." Temporary subordinates, even people like us who did not participate in the war have a share, open up!"

The two of them are the least caring about whether the raccoons in Lizi Valley are fierce or angry among this group of casual cultivators. In their hearts, they only care about things related to themselves, and only do what they can.

Zhu Mingkong looked at the fat senior in the sky who had been drinking with a gourd, and said to Li Mofang:

"Brother Li, I think Senior Qingfeng and his two friends are people with great abilities and big hearts. If this war is over, let's ask them if they will take in their disciples?"

Li Mofang patted Zhu Mingkong's head: "What are you thinking, these Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators are superior, who can look up to you and me?

Besides, at our age, it is already too late to become a teacher. If you want to follow him, you have to provide corresponding value. What can you do? "

"Look for the baby!" Zhu Mingkong replied firmly, his face full of seriousness.

Li Mofang was joking, but when Zhu Mingkong spoke seriously, he paused for three breaths, and then laughed: "What are you looking for? After so many years, only a few days ago, you really thought I was praising you yesterday?"

Zhu Mingkong's face was black and angry, and then he was depressed and silent. After a long time, he murmured: "If we don't say anything, how would senior Qingfeng know that we have such thoughts..."

Li Mofang shook his head and smiled. He never believed that others would help him for no reason. His companion brother was simple-minded, thinking that he could get what he wanted with his passion and sincerity. There was no such good thing in the world.

"Little Yinbaoer, listen to brother, we don't rely on anyone. Only when you have chips in your hands can you be qualified to do business with others. Be comfortable." Li Mofang said such a reasonable sentence, and immediately extinguished Zhu Mingkong's idea of ​​following Zhong Ziyan and his party.

Tao Wangshen, who was locked in the cage, heard that something happened last night, and asked Zhu and Li many times early in the morning what the situation is now, but he did not get a response.

Now he finally saw the opportunity to interject, and said with a sneer: "What Li Daoyou said is very true, but this theory is not absolute. The big people usually look at the juniors, not the current value, but the distant future.

That Master Qingfeng doesn't look too vicious, he is a casual cultivator, and he must have a plan to take in his successor.

I think Zhu Daoyou has a mysterious appearance and a natural calmness, maybe that real person has already taken a fancy to you. "

clang clang ~

The cage was vibrated by Li Mofang's knock, and he frowned and stared at Tao Wangshen viciously: "Shut up, how can a prisoner have so many thoughts."

Tao Wangshen shut up in embarrassment, shrinking his hands to express his aggrievedness.

How could he know, Li Mofang was cursing in his heart at this moment: I finally got through with Xiao Yinbaoer, you bastard still wants to give him to Laoshizi Qingfeng real person, I really want to stab you to death with a sword.

From the bottom of his heart, Li Mofang does not intend to mess with anyone at all. His biggest dream in this life is to take Zhu Mingkong to visit the mountains, rivers and seas, and finally find a good spiritual land to occupy the mountain and become king. No, it's not bad to hide in your own territory and die of old age.

In his heart, Zhu Mingkong was the younger brother that he was willing to sacrifice his life for. Since he was his own brother, he had to follow him forever, no matter what it was to follow others, who could love this brother as much as he did.

Tao Yuanming in the other cage sneered, looked at Tao Wangshen and said, "Bitch!"

Tao Wangshen had already given up all his strength, he didn't care anymore, his eyes rolled back and forth, and he thought of another trick to talk to Zhu and Li.

The four of them get along with each other in a delicate relationship.

In the evening, Zhong Ziyan came back frowning, landed directly in front of Li Mofang and Zhu Mingkong, and calmly ordered:

"The two of you will take them back fifty miles to the south later, you can't stay here anymore."

Zhu and Li accepted the order in surprise.