"Senior Bi Yan hurriedly returned to the Pig Demon Clan. There was a conflict between the tribe and several nearby demon tribes, and there were casualties on each other. He was famous and powerful, so he invited masters from other tribes to do it, and summoned the fourth-level demon tribes with conflicts. The demon cultivator is holding a meeting to resolve the territorial dispute and discuss compensation. From the current point of view, no fighting or conflict will break out."
Shen Xing reported the information he had collected in a low voice and followed the young master as he walked in the corridor of the main hall.
Chen Mou laughed and said: "His previous fiery temper would have turned the world upside down. He can take action but never talk. This is good. He is well-reasoned and well-founded. He is polite first and then fights. He will not easily fall into other people's plots."
Shen Xing smiled and said, "Senior Bi Yan has been cultivating himself for many years, but he is still very scary once he does it."
That time he and Bi Yan went to the island to trade with people, and witnessed Bi Yan's power with his own eyes.
From breaking out to killing a Nascent Soul sword cultivator, it only took three or five strikes. The attacks were linked together, and the strength was terrifying.
Chen Mou shook his head and said, "It would be best for him to do as little as possible."
Before the problem of blood alienation is completely solved, you can't go crazy again, otherwise it will be difficult to end it.
Shen Xing echoed: "That's right, peace is precious." He lowered his voice subconsciously: "Sir, I got a piece of news that several Nascent Soul monks from Dongchui Continent will be detrimental to you."
I'm crying out loud in my heart, how is this possible?
Almost at the same time, the monk in white took action to catch Chen Mou. The surprise attack was unexpected. No one expected that the other party would dare to attack openly in the market.
Shen Xing advised: "Sir, if you would like to postpone the end-of-year elders' gathering that you promised."
The monk in white suddenly screamed and rose into the sky.
He took out a file and handed it to the young master.
Chen Mou shook his head and said: "We will only kill the first culprit and scare the snake away. We dare to stay here."
And after so many days of exchanges, the small and big forces in the market have long agreed on the rumors that Yanzhong has a close relationship with the temple.
The one shot that was supposed to be a sure shot failed. The white-clothed monk was surprised. Did he waste time to attack the mysterious seventh-level monk who was illuminated by the treasure mirror and was able to move? My companions spent their mana to fight for me. The opportunity was to just fight. Injury to a seventh level.
The white-robed monk said solemnly: "You don't have a seventh-grade treasure mirror and two seventh-grade materials. It would be a waste to keep them. It's better to exchange them for something more beneficial."
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
Yanzhong said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work. He goes up first and you entertain the two guests."
"Let's go! I want to fight!"
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A faint golden light suddenly shot out, illuminating the stone monkey who was a few steps away.
Chen Mou hadn't even gotten the Mu Xing Longevity Pill yet, so he was waiting for the cloaked guest to come to the door.
It is also difficult for me to earn some spiritual stones, and it is blown by a small wind. It costs eight to seven million spiritual stones to kill a Nascent Soul. Where can I find ten or less million?
Where did so few low-level seventh-level monsters come from?
The cost of hiring a killer organization to assassinate a Nascent Soul is too low.
We walked up the mountain along the middle and found Fang Bi, who was working in the south, and chatted alone about some common sense about Shinto.
He took out a box from his pocket, opened it, and revealed a small, golden, dragon-carved flower mirror.
Shen Xing bowed slightly: "Yes! The other two will participate in the assassination of your Nascent Soul, let them go, or hand them over to Green Bamboo Pavilion?"
Yanzhong chuckled and said: "Just believe that the trees are still and the wind is still. There are no small forces who want to see your old background and cause some trouble if there is nothing. It seems that Bi Yan has been coming to Taisu Mountain in the past two months." .”
The figure flashed, and the monk in white chased him out of the hall.
Too much is too little, and I maintain the sense of propriety as a young master from a small aristocratic family.
The white-robed monks in the hall broke through the roof and fled in panic.
Shen Xing said loudly: "Senior Bi Yan has been on the mountain for a long time, and you received an invitation from Qianfeng City. You also agreed to attend the gathering of elders after the New Year in Qianfeng City a month ago. What a coincidence. I believe that there is no force in Qianfeng City that colludes with us to transfer Bi Yan's juniors out of the way to benefit you."
He escaped from the main room and stood outside the empty courtyard. He smiled warmly at the monk in white who was chasing him. He waved his hand to signal the panicked Li Feng, who had seen a small world, to stay away and avoid being hurt by the aftermath.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and the monk in the white cloak scratched into pieces an afterimage of rune light.
How could the treasure in hand be so heavy and easy to let go of?
The cloaked monk in white gave a complicated introduction: "That's a friend of mine. I don't have any treasures. I want to exchange for a water element to increase longevity and a seven-level and seventh-level realm-breaking elixir. I also need ten bottles to upgrade to seven levels." Do you know if you can exchange the cultivation elixir with your friends?"
The news I received is that the temple will intervene in the disputes between the low-key Taoist Chen and the forces inside.
Chen Mou continued to move around and said: "He contacted the Green Bamboo Pavilion Killer Organization and gave us a small business. After the seventy-fourth of July, it is not the next eight days when you attend the Qianfeng City Presbyterian Church, the rest of the Yanmeng Mountain As long as this Nascent Soul named 'Yu Xiyu' dares to appear in Yanzhonglin, he will be killed without mercy!"
What else is there to fight for? If we start in the market, we are afraid that it will affect the Jingshen Pavilion, and we will eat it and walk around in circles.
Shen Xing took the young master's warrant and hurried in. The series of plans ahead will be handled by me.
If I had enough cards, I would almost be robbed.
The breath is familiar and the power is ordinary.
The white-clothed monk suddenly stopped and I saw a tall and burly monk wearing a cloak walking out of the corridors on the east and west sides. They were all seventh-level low-level warriors.
Li Feng went out slowly, wondering why he was so polite.
As long as no level 7 master trades successfully with me, the next step will be in trouble, and I will have to guard Yunbo Market all day long.
Li Feng led the two monks wearing cloaks and retreated from the main hall. He felt no uneasiness in his heart. There were eight top masters gathered in a large guest courtyard. The subtle energy made me feel constrained.
The seventh-level low-level players in the entire world of mortals are also better than two hands, and I know almost all of them.
I thought that as long as I killed someone, I would be in trouble with God's punishment.
Furthermore, leaving no room is a deterrent and an attitude of killing to stop killing.
That day, Chen Mou was drinking tea with Shishangong in disguise in the main room of the guest house. Shishangong suddenly looked at the door and said: "Here they come, um, two seventh-level people."
Chen Mou flipped through the pages, stopped, and said: "The Yanmeng Mountain in the Dongchui Continent... Last time, it wasn't through the broker organization that we resolved the grievances between the two parties and returned the corpse of Yuanying Sword Cultivator to us. Or should we do it anyway?"
Rao is plotting secretly."
Chen Mou looked at the cloaked monk wearing a complicated white robe and said: "No, it takes ten days to prepare the realm-breaking pill. Do you know what rare treasures you can come up with?"
After Chen Mou learned that the other party had brought a seventh-level blind talisman to the meeting, I took the seventh-level blinding talisman given to me by Lao Yuan and said hello to Lao Yuan.
Yuan can't.
Chen Moure smiled and shouted: "Chase!"
"The seventh-level eye-blocking talisman, how could he cast the seventh-level blind talisman?"