Qingyun's thoughts were heard and asked, "Can fellow Taoist tell me about the situation today?"

"Haha, what's the point of the world? It's just that our immortal sect has a little more field resources, and our strength is a little stronger.

It naturally made the court afraid and wanted to restrict and suppress... This has been done in all dynasties.

It’s just that both of us have a balance. Our immortal sect needs resources and money to cultivate disciples.

But I also know that it cannot be too much. Humanity is ultimately governed by the imperial court. Although we take the path of immortality, we cannot go to the end of the path!"

Qingyun is also the head of the Thatched Hut School, which is not as popular as the Qinghua world.

But in the modern world, it is also the most powerful one in the thousand-year-old sect.

Qingyun had a deep understanding and couldn't help but nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, we practitioners are also from ordinary people.

In the world, wars and turmoil, our immortal sect will take action to help reorganize humanity, support heroes, and rebuild the new dynasty.

Even after Xinchao gained a foothold, he began to be suspicious of us, but everyone tolerated each other and could still live a life..."

But the following words were not finished.

If you can't pass it anymore, the court will force the immortal path too much... Many times, some imperial courts will be destroyed, and the shadow of the immortal sect will inevitably be seen!

Xiushen laughed: "Fellow Taoist understands the matter! It's time to make a big fuss. Today I will use tea instead of wine, so I'll give a cup of Taoist Taoist!"

As he said that, he raised his jade cup and took it first.

When the sage was seen, the same drink was all over.

The tea suddenly filled the fragrance and refreshed.

Xiushen smiled and felt touched, saying, "Who said it was not? This is just like a couple living. Although there are frictions, they can live a life of just one thing. Who wants to divorce her?

But the Song Dynasty court, since we got the secret weapon of the magic machine from the thatched hut, and the group of people from Jiucheng Mountain surrendered, suddenly became arrogant, but we became less and less concerned about our immortal sect!

First set up a Taoist supervisor to control the spiritual veins of mountains, rivers and rivers in the world, which limits the number of disciples of my major immortal sects.

After all, after becoming a scattered immortal, do you need spiritual veins to practice?

However, we were still kept with the supervisor of the supervisor. Although the number of places was limited, we did not block the way.

However, the Song Dynasty court was unfair? Leave most of the supervisors to Jiuchengshan.

In just over a hundred years? This Jiucheng Mountain has become stronger and stronger.

To put it bluntly, the power of Jiucheng Mountain is already above any of our seven immortal sects!

Do you want to deal with those traitors? It’s not easy to reorganize the hut!”

Qingyun said, "Well? Is that Jiucheng Mountain really that powerful?"

Xiushen smiled and said, "Actually, when it comes to the True Lord, this Jiucheng Mountain is definitely not as good as our seven immortal gates. After all, the time is a little shorter!

But there are more scattered immortals in Jiucheng Mountain than any of our sects.

One-third of the three hundred chiefs of the imperial court were occupied by Jiucheng Mountain? Our seven immortal gates can only divide the remaining two-thirds!

If this continues? One or two hundred years later, I am afraid that there will be more true lords in Jiucheng Mountain.

By then, our seven immortal gates will have no place to stand in a cone!"

Saying this? Raise your glass again to serve tea.

Qingyun nodded slightly?    I understand the fear of the Seven Immortal Sects towards Jiucheng Mountain.

This is boiling a frog in warm water!

The seven immortal gates are not stupid, it is impossible to see this!

So, if you really force the Seven Immortal Sects to anger.

At that time, even the Song Dynasty court will deal with it together...

"It is inappropriate for us to interfere in human affairs!" Wei Qingyun sighed lightly.

"Who said no? It's just helpless..."

Xiushen smiled? Suddenly he looked at Qingyun, and his eyes were filled with strange light: "Yes? I have been chatting with fellow Taoists for so long. Don't fellow Taoists feel that their souls cannot move?"

Qingyun's expression changed slightly: "What does it mean?"

Xiushen smiled and said, "The pot of tea I cook now is called Yangshen tea. Is it a specialty of my Sanjueshan? It is extremely precious. I only have two taels in my hands every year!

This tea has a miraculous effect on warming the soul? I also see that fellow Taoists get along with each other. Then I asked fellow Taoists to enjoy it together.

But although this tea can warm the soul? Then it can easily make the soul drunk..."

Qingyun's face suddenly changed: "You actually hurt me!"

As he said that, his whole body was shaking.

Xiushen looked at it with a smile and sighed softly: "Fellow Taoist is really smart. But have you ever thought that even if I believe you are a disciple of the hut, how can I be valued by you now... by yours?

Why not follow me back to the mountain and chat slowly!”

As he said this, his eyes showed ecstasy and greed.

Although this guy from the hut sect is smart, he never thought that there is a saying that it is a sin to bear a treasure.

The various magical secret tools mastered by the Thatched Hut Sect are all things coveted by the immortal sects!

Although the people in Jiucheng Mountain were traitors from the Thatched Hut Sect, they handed over the secrets of various magical machines and secret tools to the court and major immortal sects.

But the Seven Immortal Sects are not fully grasped... Now that I can catch this Qingyun, I can't tell you a lot of things!

Especially the weapon used by Qingyun to kill the snow demon, Xiushen couldn't help but be moved after seeing it.

That thing is so powerful!

Xiushen was so proud that he wanted to capture Qingyun, seal his soul, and bring it back to Sanjue Mountain.

However, Xiushen had just taken two steps when he suddenly felt the tip of his pen itch and couldn't help but sneeze.

Then his face changed drastically, Xiushen was not Lu Chuanguang.

Although he is a scattered immortal, he has already cultivated to the level of Arhat that is equivalent to a spiritual immortal in his previous life, and has a wide range of knowledge.

Naturally, I know how a good practitioner suddenly catches a cold and sneeze?

Such a coincidence?

"You poisoned me just now..."

Monk Xiushen didn't finish a word, and he sneezed out one by one. He reached out and rubbed his nose and saw some tiny green fluff powder.

What is this? Is it also poisonous?

Monk Xiushen looked up at Wei Qingyun, but when he looked over, he felt creepy, because Wei Qingyun had an extra black thing in his hand and had already pointed it at him!

What is the most famous thing about the hut?

Unfortunately, monk Xiushen had no hair, otherwise, under the huge threat, he might even have his hair standing up.

His pupils were extremely narrowed and he shouted, "Fellow up..."

However, it was too late, and there was a loud "bang". Xiushen's eyebrows were shot in his heart and fell to the ground!
Chapter completed!