Lingshan School, received the Fengtai.

At this time of year, the Lingshan Sect will send some of the practitioners to the gates of the surrounding cities and prefectures, or the surrounding villages and tribes to collect one year's worship. At the same time, the Lingshan Sect is responsible for providing protection for them.

This is also the reason why the Li family in Xiyue gritted their teeth and wanted to give sacrifices to the Lingshan Sect. It is not only to provide Li Chengfeng with a way to practice, but also to protect the Li family from bullying and harassment in Cheng'an.

As for the spiritual sects like the Lingshan Sect, although great practitioners have transcended the five common human ethics and jumped out of birth, old age, sickness and death, as a practitioner, as long as they have not ascended to become immortals, it means that they still need to rely on the physical cauldron to live, and they must eat, drink, defecate and sensation.

As the saying goes, those who are poor in literature and wealthy in martial arts will not need to pay too much money to learn literature. Even poor people can find a way to advance in the literary world; but practicing martial arts is not the case. Practicing martial arts requires hard work and practice since childhood. If you don’t have money, you can’t hire a famous teacher, learn real martial arts, and you can’t buy famous medicines without money, and you can’t supplement the huge physical loss caused by practicing martial arts.

As for practice, even a well-off family with a wealthy family dare not expect to practice. Not to mention the spiritual medicine and herbs that need to be consumed in practice, but also the magic weapons and weapons that need to be refined in practice, these costs are astronomical numbers!

It is impossible for a sect to bear these expenses for every disciple. These require the disciples who have just started their own expenses, otherwise the only way to be eliminated will be to be eliminated.

It is precisely because of this that the more powerful the sects of practice, the more they need many aristocratic families to spend huge amounts of money to support them every year. In return, these aristocratic families will have better opportunities to start their practice.

In front of the Lingshan Sect's mountain gate, there were long queues, all of which were Lingshan disciples who went down the mountain to collect worship. Each of them held a small Ruyi bag in their hands. This bag looked ordinary, but it could accommodate extremely huge things inside, and all the offerings collected by each person were included.

The Sufengtai is located on the hillside of the Niuer Peak of Lingshan School. At the bottom of the mountain is a stone road made of stone steps, all the way to the gate of the mountain halfway up the mountain. Behind the gate is a flat and huge stone platform, which is high and majestic. The earliest people who paid tribute were mostly patriarchs of various gates and wealthy families. The tall stone platform was repaired to show the majesty of the Lingshan School, which was daunting.

At the highest point of the platform is a long blue table with a delicately crafted flower table, and there is a beautiful and delicate magic array carved on the flower table. Every disciple down the mountain placed the Ruyi bag in his hand on the flower table. The Ruyi bag will disappear after a faint colorful light flashes. Then, a few smoke-like words will appear on the huge glass mirror embedded on one side of the flower table, which will write the worship numbers contained in the Ruyi bag.

Behind the desk were three men, two with beards on their chins and wearing two monk uniforms with green edges, standing on both sides like stone figures, like left and right door gods, used to deter others and prevent anyone from wanting money. In the desk was a man with a black mole on his left face, named Sun Boyi. Every time he saw a string of numbers appearing on a Ruyi bag on the flower table, he would gently wave his hand on a book in front of the desk, and a line of words would automatically appear on the account book, recording the string of numbers.

"The Ouyang family in Dongchuan receives five thousand silvers!"

"Dongchuan Liu's family receives eight thousand silvers!"

"Xie family in Yinzhou receives 4,300 silver!"

"Heyue Zhao's family received 13,000 silver!"

"The Northwest War Family, receives offerings...100,000 silver!"

This number shocked everyone in the queue, and they whispered: "Northwest Zhan Family? Which Zhan Family? So rich?"

"Who else can be there? Of course it is the champion Hou Zhan family!"

"Ah? Are they from the northwest? If you don't go to the sects in the west, what will we do when we run to Lingshan sect?"

"What's the matter with our Lingshan Sect? The spiritual sect in the world is ranked third! How many people want to go into the mountains to practice? How can a mere war family be exempted from the common people?"

"Tsk, stop talking nonsense. Any family of aristocratic families will disperse their disciples into various sects to learn from the strengths of the families! Otherwise, why would you think the Northwest Zhan family be able to guard the Northwest for hundreds of years without falling? But you don't know if the dragon or phoenix came this time?"

"I'm really ignorant. Long Feng has long been involved in other sects, leaving only pigs and dogs. I just don't know if it's a pig or a dog that came this time."

The champion Hou has three sons and one daughter, each with different talents, and is called dragon, phoenix, dog, and pig by the world.

The eldest son Zhan Qitian is said to be eight feet tall, with dragons and tigers walking, and has a strange phenomenon. He showed his extraordinary side at the age of eight. He both civil and military talents have amazing talents. He was admitted to the Qiankun God Sect at the age of twelve, and successfully built a foundation at the age of fifteen, breaking the record of cultivation, and at the age of twenty, he even cultivated into an immortal golden body, which shocked the world!

The second daughter, the war against Qiyun, is said to be a stunning beauty in the world, not only with outstanding beauty, but also a rare female practitioner with outstanding talent. She was taken as a disciple by Fengwu Pavilion at the age of ten. Before coming to Tiankui at the age of thirteen, she successfully built the foundation before she came to Tiankui, breaking the record of cultivation maintained by Zhan Qitian. At the same time, she also broke the earliest record of foundation building for female practitioners and caused a sensation in the world.

But after this dragon and phoenix, the remaining two sons seemed to be mediocre because they lived under the halo of their elder brothers and sisters, and were called "pigs" and "dogs" by the world. They believed that one only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, while the other was conservative and was just mediocre.

A group of people whispered, and suddenly, they didn't know who started, and they whispered to each other. The silence spread everywhere like waves, and soon the bustling mountain gate became silent.

The man who was recording raised his head and looked in confusion. He saw the Lingshan disciples queuing away. An old man was dragging a cart, and a man in a robe came slowly. Everyone saw that the man in the car had a face burned by flames, his face was terrifying, his eyes were gone, and only two terrifying black holes were left, bloody and bloody!

This situation was really terrifying, and everyone was silent for a moment.

Sun Boyi, who was recording, was stunned at first sight. He was a little distracted, but when he saw this person's figure, he looked familiar. After closer inspection, he suddenly felt angry and screamed in sorrow: "Brother!!"

Sun Boyi rushed over in an instant and took his brother. He only took a look and was shocked by his brother's miserable condition. He turned around suddenly, grabbed the old man's neck, gritted his teeth and said, "Is it you? Did you do it?"

The old man was so pinched that he couldn't breathe. He struggled and said, "No, it doesn't matter to me..."

Sun Boyi was furious: "Then why is he like this!"

In just one breath, the old man was pinched to the point of losing his breath. The disciples down the mountain next to him were silent and did not dare to speak. At this time, a middle-grade green-edged monk standing beside him said, "Sun Boyi, stop!"

Sun Boyi gasped for a few breaths and let go. The old man fell to the ground and coughed violently. He raised his face and explained with great difficulty: "Master, I'm right, I'm wronged!"

The green monk stepped forward and carefully checked Sun Boyi's brother. His face was full of doubts: "What the hell is going on?"

The old man climbed up, hunched his back, bowed his hand, and said hoarsely: "I am the manager of the Li family in Cheng'an Xiyue! A few days ago, when the master came to my Li family to accept the offerings, he was attacked at the entrance of the alley! The incident happened near our Li family. The Li family was afraid and uneasy, so they specially sent the old slave to escort the master back to the mountain and explain the matter clearly! I hope all masters will be careful!"

As he said that, Li Kun kowtowed and his head clattered on the hard bluestone ground.

The green monk sneered, "Hmph, you are sending you, the old man, to die, to pay your life?"

Sun Boyi suddenly roared: "Impossible, who would hurt my brother like this for a mere salary!"

The green monk frowned, and his eyes stared at Li Kun like lightning, but he saw that although Li Kun looked frightened, there was no sign of lying. He nodded slightly and said, "A man is still alive, but his mind is lost. I don't know if he can save him."

Sun Boyi knelt down with a pounce and cried, "Sir Zhang, I was led by my brother since I was a child. He is the only relative in the world. I also asked Mr. Zhang to save him. Bo Yiyi is willing to be a cow and horse for Mr. Zhang!"

Master Zhang waved his hand and said, "Since they are all disciples of Lingshan Sect, they are naturally responsible. Please take the person back first and wait until the head uncle sees it."

At this time, a disciple stepped forward and helped Sun Boyi's brother up and sent him up the mountain.

Master Zhang turned his head and said coldly to Li Kun: "Since you said he was robbed of wealth, it seems that the Li family's offerings cannot be handed over this time?"

Li Kun hurriedly said, "How dare you! The master died in the Li family, so it is natural that our Xiyue Li family can't take responsibility. Here is a supplementary offering of 10,000 silver coins. I'll express my apology!"

When Master Zhang heard this, his originally cold face immediately became a little softer.

"Talk to apologize?" Sun Boyi looked at Li Kun with gritted teeth, showing a fierce look on his face. "You Li family want to pay for this!"

"Sun Boyi! Kneel down!" Master Zhang scolded coldly, and Sun Boyi was immediately so scared that he knelt on the spot.

Master Zhang said: "The matter has not been clarified yet, don't talk nonsense!"

Sun Boyi shone tears and gritted his teeth and whispered: "Yes!"

Li Kun said: "Because there is no master's magic weapon to collect money, the convoy is parked at the foot of the mountain at this time. I also asked the master to follow me down the mountain to collect my salary."

Master Zhang nodded slightly. He thought that the Xiyue Sect would not dare to play any tricks, so he said to the two disciples: "You can go with him."

Then Master Zhang looked at Li Kun and said, "Follow me and explain the matter clearly. If the Li family is innocent, it will be handled fairly naturally. If you find that you thief shout to catch the thief... Humph!"

Master Zhang snorted heavily, and the sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Li Kun's heart, which shocked his already hunched back even more.

Master Zhang turned his head and wanted to leave, but saw Sun Boyi still kneeling on the ground, gritting his teeth, and his face was distorted. He scolded, "What are you doing when you are standing there? You haven't recorded the account yet?"

Sun Boyi climbed up, he looked at Li Kun who was following Master Zhang with hatred, and gritted his teeth and wiped the desk with his hands. Suddenly, a line of blood-red words appeared on the desk's account book: Cheng An Xiyue's Li family, collecting ten thousand silvers of offerings!

This line of text is extremely scarlet, as if it is covered in blood!

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