Chapter 315: Calculating the accounts after autumn
Half a month later, Duanmu Han and Yue Yu stood on the top of the mountain on a steep mountain in the southeast of the Northern Desert.
At this moment, in front of the two, there was a 70-year-old man and several men with swords on white robe. They were all convinced and dared not look up.
"Report to Master Duanmu! This year, our Hongxiamen was lucky enough to finally prepare all the offerings. I have to ask you to check it out--"
While talking, the old man ordered a little boy standing beside him to serve a tray in front of the two of them.
Duanmu Han summoned a space bag in the tray into his hand, swept it with his divine thoughts, and then nodded gently.
"The things you worship this year are pretty good. Although there are many things that I don't need from Guangling Sect, the value is no less than 100,000 spirit stones-"
Seeing the old man in front of him breathing a sigh of relief, his expression became much more relaxed. Duanmu Han raised the corners of his lips, and then there was another space bag. This time Duanmu Han was a little surprised: "Two pieces and sixth grades."
Spiritual objects, three seventh-grade spiritual objects. Although they are all refining materials, the amount is a little less. The value can be considered as 30,000 spirit stones. This time your Hongxia Gate has a good harvest!"
The old man on the ground raised his head and smiled and said, "Duanmu Zhenren, we are no more than others here, and basically do not produce spiritual medicine. We can only rely on digging spiritual veins and collecting some refining materials and spirit stones, purely on luck.
.This year is better, but next year, it may be that there is no harvest. I hope your sect can be a little merciful—”
"Is that so? You are complaining, and the Xinjian Sect next to you is envious of the several spiritual vein mines in your Hongxia Sect. Fellow Daoist Gou, you must learn to be content in life."
After typing for a few words, Duanmu Han's voice changed again: "Then, there is really nothing other than these?"
The old man quickly paused, but this time his tone was quite helpless: "Reporting to the real person, there is indeed no other gain this year. There are still many low-level spiritual creatures here, but the real person is afraid he doesn't like it.
In fact, if there are still gains this year, wouldn’t it be better for my Hongxia Gate to exchange for more elixirs and spirit weapons?"
"really?"
Duanmu Han put away the two space bags, but his expression was unanimous: "But recently, I heard from the people from the Zhifang Palace and the Tongwen Palace that your Hongxiamen seemed to have made some transactions with Taixuan Sect in secret over the years.
, I wonder if this is really the case?"
"Nothing happens!"
The old man's head was covered with cold sweat, and his expression was also frightened and trepidated: "In the past few years, except for the warehouse, I have left some rare items for the next year, so that I can worship them all.
There is no secret of any private hiding! If I, Gou Wei, say nothing, will make me die awkwardly—”
"That's good!"
Duanmu Han smiled like a satisfied smile, but the ridicule in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "President Gou, you should know the rules of our Guangling Sect. If this kind of thing is verified, it will be punished by the whole family!
Within three months, at least three small sects have been killed near your Songmingyuan. The past is the lesson. I hope you don’t follow their footsteps!”
"Real person's face! A few years ago, Taixuan Sect did send a few disciples to contact me. In addition, there were Luofu Sect, Jade Emperor Sect, and Zangzhen Pavilion. However, I have all rejected them by me. Please ask the real person to understand them!"
When Gou Wei said this, he stopped talking. He just led a few disciples under his sect and bowed his head in constant sweat.
"As you said, you don't need to be alone. For thousands of years, as long as I am a sect that is truly obedient, I will still take good care of it.
He glanced at the people under his feet coldly, and Duanmu Han then took out a low-level pill worth about 30,000 spirit stones from his Sumeru Ring and threw it in front of him: "This is the reward for those extra spirits,
You count it yourself.”
After saying that, Duanmu Han had already left with his sword. At this time, Yue Yu did not follow him, but took a step forward and looked at Gou Wei meaningfully.
Then it was not until two quarters of an hour later that Yue Yu caught up with Duanmu Han, who was already hundreds of miles away.
But after seeing him, the girl waiting here looked curious: "How much benefit did that old man give you?"
"Not many, there are only six sixth-grade spirit stones."
Yue Yu smiled and took out a few brightly colored spirit stones from the ring. "The head of the Gou said he wanted me to say a few good words in front of you, real person, which means that the private transaction was just a rumor made trouble for others. He also said that
If Hongxiamen can survive the disaster safely, there will be good rewards afterwards—”
"Hmph! Why are you talking to me about poverty? Even sixth-grade spirit stones can be taken out at will. Their private hiding in Hongxia Sect must be quite large! But that guy is indeed quite generous."
He snorted coldly, Duanmu Han took three pieces from Yue Yu's hand to divide the spoils. Finally, he curled his lips: "For the sake of this spirit stone, this time it's a bargain for them!"
When Yue Yu heard this, he touched his chin with his hand and pondered: "So, is the sect planning to let Hongxia Sect go?"
"This was what the head master and the elders told me before they came. Gou Wei was not brave enough. Although he was at both ends of the head and rat, he had contacted Fushan of Taixuan Sect several times, but he did not really do anything.
Compared with dozens of restless small sects, the plot is relatively lighter—”
When he said this, Duanmu Han was already helpless: "Master said he always had to keep some people to collect medicinal materials and spiritual objects for us. If he killed them too hard, it would be useless for him. Even if he really wanted to clean them up, then
I can only wait until the future to find someone who can replace them.”
"The head teacher's move is wise!"
Yue Yu knew it in his heart and said sincerely. He knew that although Guangling Sect owned a small half of the territory in the southern part of the Northern Desert, its sphere of influence was more than tens of millions of miles. However, he had no energy to collect these one by one.
The treasures of spiritual medicine produced in the region.
The general approach is to remove some important spiritual veins, mines, and even medicine gardens. The other tasks collected are handed over to local forces. However, ordinary people cannot identify spiritual objects, and they do not enter the dense collection of monsters.
The sinister place is that these small sects such as Hongxia Gate, Xueyin Gate, and Chengyun Gate exist.
At this moment, it was certainly refreshing to kill all the Hongxia Sect, but it was of no use to Guangling Sect.
——It is actually quite troublesome to cultivate a small force to replace it, collect various spiritual objects for Guangling Sect and suppress local monsters. If you are not familiar with the geography, it will only reduce the gains that the sect gets from here every year.
But the Hongxia Gate is located within a radius of 100,000 miles, and there is no other small sect that can replace Hongxia Gate.
Thinking of this, he sighed secretly. He traveled eastward with Guangling Sect for more than a million miles. He had seen countless heads of small sects like Gou Wei. However, a small half of them were unable to escape like Gou Wei.
This disaster.
Of course, he and Duanmu Han didn't need to deal with this matter of extermination by themselves, but Yue Yu was still in a heavy mood along the way.
——It’s not for those lives, but for the current situation. Since Guangling Sect has settled the accounts after the autumn and began to clear the vassal sects, it is believed that the day of action will not be too far away.
"But I still feel unwilling to accept it if I think about it!"
Duanmu Han had a gloomy face and flew ahead: "The Jade Emperor Sect of Fushan Sect of Taixuan Sect is really annoying! There is also Beihai Zangzhen Pavilion--" When she said this, she suddenly felt silent.
Yue Yu also raised his eyebrows slightly, knowing that this was the real trouble. However, what he was thinking about now was to return to Beimayuan and his rank as soon as possible.
"Master, go east here, that's Beihai. The territory of Taixuan Sect is on the north, and the boundary of Jizhou is on the south. Should it be time to return to the sect?"
"return?"
Duanmu Han looked back at Yue Yu in surprise: "Do you think we came out this time just to collect worships these small sects? Then what do I want you to prepare the magic weapon Xuanbing? I told you about this incident
, more troublesome—”
Yue Yu subconsciously frowned slightly. He really thought so before, but now he heard his little master's words, but it seemed that he was just by the way.
Duanmu Han didn't explain anything next, but just took him all the way east. After traveling about tens of thousands of miles, he saw the endless sea ahead from afar.
Then, I flew along the coast until I saw a small hill with a temple-like building on the hillside. Then I set my own flying swords and stopped in the clouds.
Yue Yu looked over in a strange way, and saw that there were endless pedestrians coming and going on the mountain roads on the hill. In the square in front of the temple, there were countless people kneeling down with devout expressions.
The blue smoke column that rises due to incense also penetrates the sky.
Listen with your ears, you can hear that among these people, either praying for good weather in the surrounding area, or seeking peace in the sea. Then, it is a marriage matter.
"It seems like Zhan Xue told me a few days ago. She seemed to be worshipped like this-"
As soon as he thought about this, a thought flashed through Yue Yu's mind, and his face turned pale.
Almost at the same time, Duanmu Han snorted coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she casually slashed a sword light and slashed straight downward at the edge of the empty mountain. In an instant, she completely shattered the temple!
But she was very cautious in her actions. Although she was angry and had a sharp sword, she never hurt the ordinary people inside.
However, the disaster came from the sky, and the crowd of kneeling and worshiping was still in chaos. They ran around and fled everywhere. After a moment, there was no one else in the open space on the hillside.
Yue Yu waited for a while, then pressed the sword light and came to the broken temple. The place where the clay-shaped golden body was obviously placed, and there was only a ball of wasteland. However, his eyes were immediately filled with a piece of gaze.