In the early morning, the river surface was filled with smoke, a ray of morning sun appeared in the east, and the entire awning boat was filled with Wu Yun stones.
"Brother Jiang, go slowly. If you have some free time, please come to my Li family as a guest."
A group of people from the Li family stood respectfully on the shore to see him off.
"Master, walk slowly!"
Li Xiyue, who had a bit of resentment on her face, also led Su Zefeng to respectfully bow as disciples. The master did not punish her last night. One of them knelt and the other meditated the whole night. She thought that a scholar like the Master should understand this strange interest of hers, but it turned out that the Master did not understand it either.
"Remember my words, if you don't enter Yinxu, mine as much as possible and send it out as soon as possible."
Xin Zhuo changed into white brocade clothes, stood at the bow of the ship, gave instructions, and then turned around: "Set the ship!"
Xiao Huang listened to the order, shook the oar with both claws, and the awning boat moved forward quickly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Li Xiyue stepped on her feet and glanced twice before murmuring: "Master's martial arts level is so high, the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty will definitely count on Master for protection in the future. Your Majesty and the Queen Mother will be very happy to hear this!"
Su Zefeng was startled for a moment: "Senior sister, it's time to return to the imperial capital. Please ask your majesty to grant you a marquis."
"Give you a head!"
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The little yellow demon was full of energy, so he started paddling, half paddling and half playing, and reached the foot of Bailing Mountain in just three days.
The mountain is still the same mountain. It's winter, and the mountain forest vegetation has withered, but the thorns and branches are covered with frost. Looking around, it's beautiful.
But a corner of the vaguely visible wooden building was missing and fell to pieces on the ground. At this moment, there were dozens of people standing in front of the mountain gate. They were vaguely divided into seven or eight groups. The ones with the highest level had reached the Nine Immortals of Earth and turned around. All of them had expressions on their faces. Gloomy and imposing.
"Everyone, our Ritian Sect is remote, has famine in the mountains, has few disciples, has no business, does not practice elixirs, does not grow spiritual grass, does not raise spiritual beasts, and does not build weapons. It is really a useless sect because it has no money. Compensation, to be honest with you, the Ritian Sect doesn’t have a single Wuyun Stone now!”
Shangguan Fan Qing was wearing patched and shabby clothes, with his hands folded in his sleeves. He spoke sincerely, with a look on his face that was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. As he spoke, he kicked his feet and lay on the ground. Wu Mian said, "Why don't you guys kill my junior brother to relieve your anger?"
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The expressions of the group of people on the opposite side were even more gloomy, and they were obviously not very interested in killing a drunkard. A bearded man said coldly: "It's a mess, don't do this, you either have to pay or let that old dog Duan Dapeng come out and die!"
Shangguan Fan Qing sighed: "It's money, it's life... The head brother is almost like a dead man. He can't get out of bed. It's really not possible. Let our supreme elder come out and talk to you?"
A group of people on the opposite side looked at each other and frowned. Who knew that the Supreme Elder of Ritian Sect had a very high level of martial arts. He would never take action unless he attacked the mountain gate. He had a strange temper. What could she talk about when she came?
A middle-aged woman looked around and said: "Killing people to pay debts and paying back money is a matter of course. Why can't that old dog Duan Dapeng pretend to be dead when he owes money and let two stupid young men come out and talk nonsense?"
"That makes sense!" Another old man said: "Our Tianwu Sect has shown mercy by not destroying the Suntian Sect. That Dapeng was bold enough to destroy my mountain gate. If he doesn't pay for it, he will really pay for his life. I'll wait." Go up the mountain and ask for an explanation, I hope that Miss Zhao won't be unreasonable."
Shangguan Fan Qing and Li Wumian looked at each other. They really had no choice but to subconsciously look at the girl wearing a patchwork skirt not far away, her eyes covered with a layer of mist.
Yiwan wiped the corners of his eyes and said timidly: "We really have no money..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cry from the bottom of the mountain: "Come down and move the money!"
Everyone looked at it and saw a awning boat parked on the river at the foot of the mountain. The boat was filled with Wu Yun stones, which exuded a faint green light in the sun.
This is like pulling a boat of gold, which makes people's hearts sway when they see it.
Yiwan was startled for a moment and said curiously: "Huh? It's Junior Brother Jiang who's back!"
He stepped down a little and jumped down.
Shangguan Fan Qing and Li Wumian also ran as fast as Yazi.
Dozens of people behind them looked at each other. Tianzong was really surprised on this day. The poor died poor and the rich died rich. They couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and followed them.
Xin Zhuo stood at the bow of the boat with Xiao Huang. He actually saw these people, but he didn't know their purpose and couldn't care what they were going to do. He urgently needed to carry the Wu Yun Stone and then go back to rest.
Yi Wan and Shangguan Fan Qing jumped onto the boat in a blink of an eye. They looked at the "money" all over the boat. They looked left and right. They couldn't help but feel happy. They had a lot to ask, but they didn't know where to start.
Dozens of people also arrived at the shore. The middle-aged woman who spoke earlier said: "That's great, I'm afraid it's enough!"
The old man of Tianwuzong also stroked his beard and said: "Of course, my Tianwuzong doesn't need more, three hundred is enough!"
"I don't want much from Jinsheng Gambling House, just the three hundred that Dapeng owes me."
"One hundred is enough for my mountain gate!"
As he said this, he asked his disciples to move forward to carry the Wu Yun Stone. However, as soon as a group of people arrived at the side of the boat, they were shaken out by Xin Zhuo's wave and fell to the ground.
The faces of the group of people changed slightly: "Yinxu!"
They naturally saw the extremely sinister spirit in Xin Zhuo's hands.
"Yinxu..." Yiwan and Shangguan Fan Qing also looked at Xin Zhuo, with a hint of joy on their faces.
"My personal property has nothing to do with the sect!"
Xin Zhuo pointed to the Wu Yun Stone on the boat, "I don't know what dispute you have with the Ritian Sect. Let me go up the mountain and find out!"
A group of people looked at each other. Facing the Yinxu Realm master, they did not dare to push too much, so they had to give up and step aside.
Here, Xin Zhuo had already signaled Shangguan Fan Qing and the others to lift up the awning boat together, and walked over the crowd towards the mountain.
Far away from the group of people, he couldn't hold back his bowl anymore and said happily: "Junior brother has entered Yin deficiency in just half a year. Now we, the three great Yin deficiency masters of Ritian Sect, are not afraid of anyone anymore!"
Xin Zhuo pointed to the bottom of the mountain and asked: "What's going on? Who is down there?"
"It's a mess, it's a long story!" Shangguan Fan Qing sighed, "After you left, the master brother experienced that one-on-one challenge to the Langshan Sect, and his confidence doubled. He sensed the opportunity to enter Yinxu, so he took the life-and-death test. As a result, After sitting there for three days, I ran out again and said there was no Wuyun Stone.
Our sect didn't have any money, so he went to Jingyang City, just like he had deceived us before, he defrauded us of 30 yuan by telling stories and teaching scriptures, but it was not enough, so he went to a gambling house to gamble, and lost 200 yuan, and ran away again. I went out and cheated forty yuan, came back and continued gambling, and lost another hundred yuan..."
Yiwan continued: "Then he had no choice but to borrow the high interest rate of 150 pieces of Wuyun Stone with the Ritian Sect's leader's seal. After he came back, he finally entered Yinxu. His confidence doubled, so he went to the other eight sects to find someone to challenge..."
"Let me tell you, my eloquence is better..." Li Wumian said: "I accompanied the head brother to find someone to challenge him. The Langshan Sect went first and planned to fight them again to convince others with their virtue. In the end, The leader of the Langshan Sect was not here, so he went to the Bazhe Sect. The leader of the Bazhe Sect was also not here, so he went to the Tianwuzong and other six sects. Guess what? The head brother smashed the mountain gate, but was defeated by the Yinxu master with one move. Got it!
If it weren't for the concern of the Supreme Elder, the head brother's life would have been lost long ago. I asked him to die with me, but he was still unwilling..."
Xin Zhuo summed it up, isn't Duan Dapeng's 250 behavior? What the hell did you do?
As the three of them talked, they had already entered the Shanmen Courtyard, hid the Wu Yun Stone behind Xin Zhuo's room, and poured into Duan Dapeng's side hall together.
There was light smoke burning in the room. Duan Dapeng was wrapped in white gauze and lying on the bed in a miserable state. His breath was weak. When he saw someone coming, he slowly turned his head and saw that it was Xin Zhuo. His eyes were red: "Junior brother is back?"
