"Four people, fifty taels of snowflake silver."
Soon, Ye Qing and others arrived. A man in brocade clothes looked at Ye Qing and the four of them with an inexplicable smile on his face.
"Fifty taels of snowflake silver?"
Xu Kailu said in surprise: "Didn't each person get one tael last time when we entered the city? Why did it suddenly become fifty taels?"
"Last time was the last time, and this time is this time." The man in brocade clothes said with a half-smile, as did several other men in brocade clothes.
"The person who came in just now only paid one tael of silver. How come we have 50 taels of silver?" Yipou asked.
"Haha, they are them, you are you."
The man in brocade clothes smiled and said: "They only need one tael, but you need fifty taels."
"Why?" Xu Kailu said angrily.
"Why, just because I said these words, and just because this Collection of Ten Thousand Buddhas belongs to my Jinyihou Mansion."
The voice of the man in brocade gradually became cold and arrogant: "So, I'll pay you as much as I say. If you don't want to pay, just get out."
"You..." Xu Kailu's face turned red: "You are robbing!"
"Bold, I suspect that you are the remnants of the Wuxiang Sect, with ulterior motives, and intend to destroy the stability and prosperity of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Assembly."
The man in brocade suddenly lost his expression and said sternly: "Come here, arrest them."
As soon as he finished speaking, several men in brocade clothes drew their swords and surrounded him, with ferocious smiles on their faces.
At the gate of the city, all the people in the world were gloating about the misfortune.
These Jinyi people, relying on the support of Jinyi Hou Zhao Changming, have always been domineering and domineering. Anyone who encounters a weak person who enters the Gathering of Ten Thousand Buddhas for the first time will find ways to exploit them.
If you know the signs and are obedient, that's all. At most, you will lose some money. But if you don't know the signs, then it's not as simple as asking for money, but losing your life!
Just so domineering!
Of course, it is not that no one has resisted. For example, the Wuxiang Sect mentioned by the man in Jinyi was originally a small and medium-sized sect. However, because of conflicts with the people of the Marquis of Jinyi, the Marquis of Jinyi denounced him as an evil spirit that troubled the court, and led his people to generals. The whole Wuxiang Sect was destroyed.
Therefore, in Wangxue City, Jinyihou is the sky, the sky that no one can or dares to offend.
As a close confidant of Jinyihou, the Jinyi people are also beings who cannot be offended in Wangxue City.
Therefore, when I saw what happened to Ye Qing and his group, I felt both sympathy and sadness, but also a sense of schadenfreude.
It is always a pleasure to watch others suffer and suffer.
However, just as the people in brocade clothes approached, the old man from Xueshan stepped forward, looked at the men in brocade clothes, and snorted coldly: "Get out..."
Immediately, the majestic pressure belonging to the great master swept out.
Everyone at the gate of the city suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their faces turned pale. However, those people in brocade clothes who bore the brunt were even more unbearable and collapsed on the ground.
"We haven't seen each other for several years. Brother Bai, you still like to bully the younger ones. As a senior, why bother arguing with the younger ones..."
At this time, a thin, feminine-looking man walked out of the restaurant in the distance.
The man's palm is as white as jade, with slender fingers. He is holding a black bamboo flute, which is about three inches long and is spinning back and forth on his slender fingertips.
During the rotation, layers of invisible sounds rippled out, one layer after another, one wave after another, just like the surging tide of a river.
However, this river tide does not seem to originate in the human world, but if it is born in the Nine Netherworld, there is hidden murderous intention in the surge, and there is also sinister poison in the surge.
Every time the feminine man took a step, his aura became more domineering, and the invisible sound wave became more majestic, completely eliminating the aura and coercion of the old man in the snow-capped mountains.
You must know that the feminine man is just an ordinary real person, while the old man from the Snow Mountain is a real person. However, the feminine man can compete with the old man from the snow mountain and has a slight advantage, which is really impressive.
"What a weird technique!"
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows. Others may not know it, but he could clearly see that the invisible sound produced by the feminine man turning the bamboo flute divided into countless lines of nothingness as thin as an ox's hair. Those lines of nothingness spread all over the world and penetrated the void. , submerged into the bodies of the people around him, like a big net, connecting and gathering everyone's momentum and energy.
Therefore, the momentum created by the feminine man at this time is not the momentum of one person, but the momentum of hundreds or thousands of people. Therefore, the momentum of the old man in the snow mountain can be reduced to nothing.
"Mo Di, it's you!" The old man from the Snow Mountain looked at the feminine man walking slowly, his tone was slightly cold, and then he walked straight towards the feminine man with a powerful aura.
"Buzz..."
The clash of momentum was like the collision of mountains and rivers, lakes and seas. The entire assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas seemed to tremble, a strong wind blew up, and the people in the rivers and lakes within the strong wind all turned pale and turned their backs on their horses.
As for the two people who were fighting, the old man from the Snow Mountain took several steps back, his breath rising and falling.
On the other hand, the feminine man, Mo Di, only swayed slightly a few times, but his expression remained unchanged.
However, the dozens of people around him seemed to have been severely injured, bleeding from all their orifices, and fainted to the ground. They were more seriously injured than those in the middle of the fight between the two.
And those people who were unconscious were the ones connected by Mo Flute's thread of nothingness.
It turns out that those threads of nothingness can not only connect and gather the momentum and energy of those people, but can also transfer the energy and pressure that they bear to others through the threads of nothingness.
Previously, Mo Di and the old man from Snow Mountain had a confrontation with each other, and their momentum collided. He directly transferred the energy and pressure he endured to others, and he only suffered a little. This is why Mo Di was fine, but others Cause of coma.
"Tsk tsk, Brother Bai, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you still haven't made any progress at all."
Mo Di shook his head and said sarcastically: "Still so weak."
"Mo Di, your mouth still smells so bad."
The old man from the Snow Mountain took a deep breath to calm down his chaotic energy, and said coldly: "Get your people out of the way and don't block my way."
"Let's go now. After all, we were once friends. It's better to meet by chance than to invite you. May I treat you and a few of your friends to a drink?"
Mo Di looked at Ye Qing, Yipou and the others, mainly at Ye Qing, with undisguised inquiry in his eyes: "Won't you introduce him to me?"
Previously, he had a collision and confrontation with the old man from the Snow Mountain, and the others were more or less injured. On the other hand, the three closest ones, Ye Qing, were unharmed.
At that time, he saw that the young man in front of him just waved his sleeves to neutralize the remaining power of their momentum. He was definitely not weak, not inferior to them, and might even be stronger.
The reason he couldn't be sure was because in his mental perception, the young man in front of him was like a mass of chaos. His energy was unpredictable and hard to name, his aura was chaotic and hard to know, and he couldn't judge his realm and strength.
"Nothing to introduce, get out of the way."
The old man from the Snow Mountain refused.
