Everyone looked at him inexplicably.
Master Zuo is indeed crazy. This couldn't be an act. From the sudden confusion and confusion in his eyes, it could be seen that he really felt like someone was shaving his head.
Zuo Su'er jumped up and looked around, but found nothing.
Nowadays, not many people in Dongyun can escape his eyes.
And the feeling of having my head shaved is still with me even when I dance. But even if I touch a hair, not a single hair has changed.
Could it be that I am really crazy?
He landed on the leader's throne, stepped on the chair and sat on the backrest. As he inspected everyone in the hall, everyone, including the head's wife, remained silent.
In the past few days of the battle with the Changfeng Clan, everyone has gained a deep understanding of Zuo Suer's madness and moral conduct.
You can't afford to offend this crazy guy!
Zuo Su'er searched for a long time, but couldn't find the source of the perception. He made some guesses in his heart. He temporarily suppressed the fear in his heart and waved his hands and said: "You guys, you guys from Changfeng Clan, go to Qingyuan Clan and sell them for a good price. Wait for me, brothers." When we get there, let’s go to the Swaggering Faction and destroy him. We have a grudge against Mutu and the Fuyang Faction and the Changfeng Clan. Why does the Swaggering Faction get involved? Do you want to warm your bed? Give them a chance.”
The face of the head's wife changed: "Don't have any grudges with other sects anymore!"
She has had a very bad premonition these days. Ever since Zuo Su'er came back, the Fuyang Sect's war has not stopped. Although they can always bring back various treasures - more than 90% of them are weapon refining materials, which means they cannot form combat power for a while, which is of no use to the sect. On the contrary, he has lost more than 200 disciples in the past few days.
The Fuyang Sect is not a large sect, with only a thousand disciples in total, which is already straining their muscles and bones.
"Okay!" Zuo Su'er said with a smile: "Then there is no need for the Fuyang Sect to participate. I will go back to our village and become the king. The Changfeng Sect and the Swaggering Sect will come again and have nothing to do with me. They will rob you and ravage you. Don't shout My uncle’s name, I know we don’t like women, if you call me that, I’ll get goosebumps.”
The face of the head's wife changed instantly.
Zuo Su'er spat at the disciples in the hall: "What are you doing standing there? Are you going to sell prisoners of war?! Are you waiting for me to take you there? Are you stupid for treating me like this? You just escaped and went to Qingyuan Gate to throw yourself into a trap." ! Men are just training their babies, not their brains!"
Everyone lowered their heads in an instant, not looking at Zuo Su'er, and hurriedly escaped, pressing the prisoners to the Qingyuan Gate where the prisoners were purchased.
Zuo Su'er grinned and looked at the head's wife: "Uncle, you guys lied to them. My baby is still here, and I also like women. If you don't believe me, uncle, you can give it a try."
The head's wife turned around and left with a frosty look on her face. I didn't want to be in the same room with him for a moment.
Qingyuan Sect has set up a station every five thousand miles to acquire prisoners. There are figures moving around the station, representing several surrounding sects.
The disciples of the Fuyang Sect approached cautiously: "There are three disciples of the Changfeng Sect, Qi Ling, twenty-seven above the Yi Qiao, and thirty-eight below the Yi Qiao. Do you want to accept them?"
"Shhh!" The disciple who was stationed in charge of registration made a gesture: "Don't say which sect they are from. Next time, just take off their clothes, cover their faces, and send them over."
"You want spiritual stones? Yuanjing? Or materials?"
"Yuanjing!"
A disciple handed him a bag. The Fuyang sect disciple counted them and raised his head: "Here, give me too much!"
Did you jump when you met an immortal? There are always merchants who overpay, and when they want to leave quietly, they yell that the money is lost, and then take it back with interest.
The disciple shook his head: "Two hundred and thirty-seven Xuan Crystals, I didn't give you much, the price has increased."
The Fuyang Sect disciple's eyes lit up and he breathed heavily. This is more than twice as high as the notices issued by Xuantianmen to various sects!
A sword light shot towards the station, and a fat monk on the sword light shouted: "Put down the Xuan Crystal and no more buying and selling is allowed! This is the Qingyuan Sect's trick! In these six or seven days, Dongyun Mountain has been completely plunged into chaos. You must not Then buy and sell fellow Taoists. They are all fellow Taoists of the Dongyun League, and they kill each other just for the Qingyuan Sect to buy them?"
The people below were silent for a moment. In the past few days, similar guys have been shouting at every station.
But the effect was minimal.
I know it's the Qingyuan Sect's trick, but...what does it have to do with me? Even if the Dongyun Alliance defeated the Qingyuan Sect, wouldn't there be another sect that would take that seat?
It can't be me.
If Qingyuan Gate is captured one day, can you give me two spiritual stones?
It is better to seize the opportunity in front of you to make a fortune and increase your moral character. Now that my realm is high, maybe I can make more money when I attack the Qingyuan Sect again.
Dongyun Mountain fell apart for an unknown period of time, and hundreds of sects were in chaos. The concept of "holding the spiritual stone in front of you" has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Someone sneered: "Where is the Qingyuan Gate? Have you never seen the prison ghost? You can see it if you go in the direction of Qingyuan. I hope you survive."
Another person then laughed and said: "Qingyuan Sect has too much time to take care of itself. Whether it can overcome the obstacles in front of it is a matter of two opinions. How can there be any Dongyun Alliance that continues to stay in the alliance and waits for exploitation by you sects?"
The fat monk looked depressed: "Stupid! Did you know this would go on..."
"Senior brother!" Before he could finish his words, a hurried voice came: "Senior brother! It's bad, the master has been caught and has been sold to Qingyuan Sect."
The fat monk was immediately stunned.
"What should I do, senior brother?" The junior brother had tears on his face.
The fat monk's face was pale and he looked at the disciples stationed at Qingyuan Sect - these were not Qingyuan Sect disciples. None of the Qingyuan Sect disciples came out, they were all huddled inside Qingyuan Sect.
These are the sects that are attached to the Qingyuan Sect and work specifically for the Qingyuan Sect.
The disciple seemed to feel sad for him, with a sad expression on his face: "You can't redeem it with spirit stones and yuan crystals. The Qingyuan Sect won't accept it, but you can exchange it with two monks of the same realm."
"Senior...senior brother?"
The fat monk's pale face became even paler. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Contact the Seventh Son and ask them to take the old and young of the sect and leave Dongyun Mountain immediately! Go west to Yunmengze!"
Dongyunshan can’t wait any longer!
In the past two days, three or four families have packed up and moved to Yunmengze. Small sects have the advantage of being small sects. If you want to leave, you can leave immediately.
"Then, what about you, senior brother?"
A few words popped out from between the fat monk's teeth: "I'm going to catch someone and change the master!"
He gritted his teeth and walked away with his sword. If he didn't leave, he might not be able to help but smash the Qingyuan Sect's station, which would lead to the destruction of the Qingyuan Sect. At this moment, the Qingyuan Sect is probably not eager for someone to cause trouble, and it can be upright. Come out and exterminate families and collect people!
Why doesn't Xuantianmen care?
He didn't believe that Xuantian Clan couldn't deal with those prison ghosts, so why should Qingyuan Clan have a chance to weaken the Dongyun sects?
At this moment, on the Wuming Mountain of Xuantianmen, the master of the Foreign Affairs Palace slaughtered a hen with his own hands and was making soup in a casserole. Beside the stove, Qiu Hu bent over and held his hands in his hands, sweat dripping from his temples.
Don't dare to move.
Take the charcoal fire in the stove, turn to low heat, and simmer the casserole. The palace master just wiped his hands and looked back at Qiu Hu: "Don't be afraid. I just wanted to see you report on Qingyuan's situation, and I called you to ask. In your opinion, how much bloodline does the Qingyuan Dragon Turtle have?"
Qiu Hu's waist bent further: "This disciple doesn't know how to check the bloodline of divine beasts, but judging from the dragon turtle's performance and the reflections of Yun Mengze and Qing Yuan, the disciple guesses that there is at least a 50-60% chance of transforming into a pure-blood dragon turtle."
