Red clouds ignited outside Matalijie's body, a bloody wolf's head appeared on his chest, and the Hunyuan iron rod swept out with a roar.
"boom!"
The nine spiritual patterns of Xuan Qingju lit up instantly, and the seemingly thin sharp edge in front of the sword suddenly became like ink dye, and a huge wave of darkness sprang up, rushing towards Mata Lichao.
The bloody red cloud retreated, and the wolf's head was torn open. The Hunyuan iron rod clanged sharply, and the veins of Matalijie's exposed thick arm were twisted. The tiger's mouth was hot, and a bloody tear was torn open.
The Xuan Lin Iron Ju's huge force was only pressed out by 30%, and the remaining force came after a moment, and Matali was bound to die.
"boom!"
The rock ball with a diameter of two feet collided with the dark edge of the iron sword.
Geng Lebu held a strange cylindrical magic weapon, and the flames, smoke and fine rock dust particles engulfed the entire group of barbarians watching the battle.
Geng Lebu's life-saving skill "Rock Magic Pearl" shoots out from the gun and hits the front!
"Bang!"
The rock beads exploded, and thousands of rock fragments converged to impact the air waves, sweeping across the martial arts field.
Mata tried his best to protect his head, Teng Teng took a few steps back, and fell on his back. Dozens of small rocks pierced his exposed limbs outside the leather armor.
Xue Tong didn't move where he was, rubble lay on the ground in front of him, and the Gang Demon Qi layer swelled again.
"Brother Mata!" Geng Lebu helped Matalijie up. The huge force of the iron sword was taken over by the rock beads, and the explosion dispersed. Compared with being stabbed by the iron sword, Matalijie saved his life.
"Taoist Master Xue, please show mercy!" Jin Wei rushed out of the crowd and waved his hand.
Xue Tong let out a bad breath, and said in a deep voice with a black face: "You two stay in the tribal territory honestly and don't cause trouble, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"
After saying that, he left directly. His proposal was clear and clear. If the war continued, he would definitely side with the human race.
The negotiations were fruitless, and Zhao Ruran was ordered to contact Soge the next day, mentioning that the barbarian business taxes in Wangan would be halved in the next fifty years, and the real benefits were far greater than the 60 million spirit stones.
"As long as it does not bear war responsibility in name, the Holy Alliance is willing to make concessions and maintain and promote peaceful exchanges with the barbarians." Zhao Ruran said.
"If the real culprit is not eliminated, how can the Lion Division come back to Wangan again!" Soge said.
"The real culprit is cunning. It will take time to capture him. We can't wait long to retreat. I hope you will think twice. Even if there is another conflict, it will be difficult to determine the winner. They will only increase the losses." Zhao Ruran added.
Langyan's Second Division was threatened by Xue Tong and stopped instigating a continuation of the war. Kanner proposed that the Holy Alliance pay tens of millions of spiritual stones and reduce taxes in half in the future.
Han Zhao proposed to expand the strength of the monks of the Wanqian Dynasty, maintain public order, and continue to track down the culprits.
The Holy Alliance hesitated for a few days and reluctantly agreed.
…
Xue Tong was bored in the yard all day. On the second day after the peace talks were successful, two mysterious guests arrived.
Huang Jun and Ma Wanquan.
The two of them looked old, especially Huang Jun. Their memories were far away, and Xue Tong almost couldn't remember them.
"I took the liberty of visiting because the troubles that have persisted for many years have reached the point where only the Taoist priest can solve them." Ma Wanquan said.
"It's about Muqing and her father," Xue Tong said in a bad tone. He had little friendship with the two of them and didn't want to meddle in other people's business. When he came out to meet them after receiving the report, he already gave them enough face.
"Yes, the master of Quexian Palace, Lan Zi, forced Guan Muqing to kill his father. The two of us knew that Chang was minding his own business, but we were unable to solve the problem. We sincerely requested Director Xue to come forward and be willing to pay a huge reward." Ma Wanquan said hurriedly.
Seeing that Xue Tong was silent, he quickly recounted the news and said: "Song Changjie raised three million spiritual stones as a reward and begged the Taoist Master for help."
"Xue can't control it!"
"The remuneration is generous, but Xue is too troubled and can no longer get stuck in the quagmire." Xue Tong refused.
"Taoist Priest doesn't need to find Lan Zi and Guan Muqing, he just needs to put a little thought into it..." Ma Wanquan explained his plan.
After hearing this, Xue Tong's expression changed, he was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Okay, it depends on the situation. Anyway, Xue plans to go to the royal city."
…
"Wow, the peace agreement was signed. Brother Xue worked hard and suppressed the evildoers in the two Langyan tribes!" Xiao Yu'er praised.
"Don't talk about merits and demerits, prepare to go to the Royal City to participate in the once-in-a-century spiritual object trading event." Xue Tong said.
"The trade fair will be held in a month and will last for twenty days. Chongguang warriors will flock to it. Don't miss it." Wen Guangmao rubbed his hands and said excitedly.
"Well, Ao Wu's people are indispensable. I wonder if Princess Ran will come." Xiao Yu'er said.
"You two, pay more attention. If you meet her, tell her that Xue wants to see her."
…
On the outskirts of the royal city, there is Jingyan Mountain.
In one month, thousands of acres of wooden houses and greenhouses were built in a radius of hundreds of miles, which could accommodate tens of thousands of warriors.
Yunxiao Sect settled in Qingjue Forest, with more than two hundred people.
Even Ye Xingjian brought people from Liaoshan Camp.
Warriors from the Holy Alliance and Wanqian Dynasty patrolled day and night, and watchtowers were set up on the surrounding highlands to ensure nothing went wrong.
Seeing this formation, Xue Tong's uneasy mood eased, and he told Xiao Yu'er and Wen Guangmao to buy all the fifth-grade and above elixirs he saw.
"If you encounter a strange spiritual creature, you two will make the decision after consultation."
He himself did not show up, only waiting for invitations to participate in small-scale exchange meetings.
"Tonight is Tianlan Pavilion, the first exchange meeting of the famous Xuanmen. Fellow Taoists, please go together. Yunxiao Sect received four invitations." Zheng Xuan made an appointment to meet with Xue Tong and said.
"Okay, Xue happens to have some spiritual objects that need to be dealt with."
That night, with the bright moon hanging in the sky and a gentle breeze blowing, there was a slightly exquisite wooden pavilion in the middle of Jingyan Mountain, where nearly a hundred Xuanmen high-level officials gathered.
The Divine Sect and the Xianyuan Society also came with three people each.
Xue Tong only knew Tong Zhaobin.
Fan Ruhua winked at him as a greeting.
Xue Tong paid special attention to the warriors from Qiquexian Palace and Zhanxing Pavilion.
"She must be the old woman with angry eyebrows among Lan Zi. Guan Muqing had a sad look on her face. Jia Miaolin still vaguely remembers it."
"The old man on the left side of Song Changjie, with gray hair, a well-proportioned body and facial features, and steel-like eyes, must have been handsome in his youth. No wonder Guan's mother was seduced by him."
"Lan Zi lost control of the crowd and glared at Song Changjie many times. You can imagine the hatred in her heart."
Everyone has arrived.
"The Holy Alliance has fulfilled its promise and brought two refining materials in stock today. Unfortunately, they are not complete sets, but spiritual materials are rare. Just one more can be used to refine the magic weapon." Jin Wei presided over the show and took the lead in showing the spiritual items.
"Mace Da Iron" and "Dark Wing Sand", the high-level monks in the field became restless. The materials for magic weapon refining were rare. If the Holy Alliance collected a complete set, they would have been bought by the warriors within the alliance, and it was extremely rare to sell them.
Xue Tong's brows twitched. The two pieces of magic weapon-level refining materials left by Gongsun Kui, the fog glass among them, happened to be a set with the Holy Alliance refining materials!
"Buy high"
"I still have a complete set of refining materials, and there is no shortage of magic weapons. Should I rush to buy them?"
Xue Tong was thinking about it, and the price on the market had quickly risen to more than four million.
"Xue has a piece of fog glass, and he is willing to sell it for a good price." Xue Tonghu said, he was determined to do some favors and not give people the feeling of taking all the good things.
People were amazed one after another, and the commotion on the field became even worse. Xue Tong's unexpected move also greatly added interest to the bidding.
The refining materials are in complete sets, and the selling price has increased by at least 30%.
Xue Tong only heard bids one after another. In the end Cui Sheng, the leader of the cult, bid eight million and won the price in one fell swoop.
Xue Tong received 2.6 million spiritual stones.
The trade fair opened, and these first-class warriors from the Chongguang Xuanjie took out their treasures to sell or exchange.
Xue Tong sold two top-grade magic weapons, five natural elixirs, and only bought fifth- and sixth-grade elixirs, plants, and innate beast corpses. He occasionally murmured a few words to Zheng Xuan and Ge Jingkun, but there was little movement.
In the middle of the game, Lan Zi, who was also taciturn, suddenly screamed: "Go, kill Song Changjie, now!"
The noisy venue fell silent instantly, and a small number of insiders shook their heads gently and remained silent.
"Disciple can't do it, master, please kill Mu Qing!" Guan Muqing roared, her face full of sadness and despair.
Guan Muqing went on a killing spree at Beiwang Mountain and practiced hard for more than a month behind closed doors before being taken to the trade fair by Lan Zi.
"Why is the old witch so crazy?" Ge Jingkun asked Ye Xingjian beside him.
Liu Jingzhou, the master of Zhanxing Pavilion, slapped the table and cursed angrily. Song Changjie was speechless, his body was trembling slightly and his face was slightly red.
Cui Sheng frowned and said displeased: "Lan Zi, these scandals don't need to be resolved here."
"If we don't solve it today, I will either die or go crazy soon. I have left a last message. If I go crazy before I die before Song Changjie, Quexian Palace must kill his family of three to appease the ancestor's spirit in heaven!" Lan Zi shouted in a hissing voice.
Xue Tong couldn't help but shudder. All the perverted and evil deeds of the old pious woman mentioned by Ma Wanquan were unbelievable at first, but now it seems that they are even worse.
Xue Tong sighed, stood up and left his seat.
"Lan Zi, how about I kill Song Changjie for Guan Muqing?"
"No, no one can!"
"You will only lead Quexian Palace further and further. If the ancestor knew better, he would scold you for being such an unworthy descendant!"
"Get out of here, you are talking nonsense. I will settle your revenge for killing Luan Jing another day!"
When Guan Muqing saw Xue Tong for the first time, hope ignited in her eyes. When she heard the conversation between the two, she couldn't help but tremble again.
Song Changjie suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Qing'er, come here, kill Song, wash away the injustice in my life, and make your mother and daughter happy."
After saying that, he held the tip of the sword in his hand and handed over Shuangyang's sharp sword.
"Take the sword and kill!" Lan Zi shouted.
Guan Muqing glanced at Xue Tong and suddenly saw a strange look, full of confusion.
She was confused and reached out to take Shuangyang Sword.
Guan Muqing was on the verge of mental collapse, and Xue Tong's spiritual Taoism took advantage of the situation, making her temporarily unconscious and confused.
Song Changjie jumped forward, and the Shuangyang sword pierced his chest.
Guan Muqing suddenly woke up, covered her face with her sword and shouted.
The blood splattered on Song Changjie's chest soaked Guan Muqing's lavender dress.
With a smile on his lips, he pointed to his sleeve pocket and fell down.
Guan Muqing couldn't catch a breath, rolled her eyes, and fainted.
Liu Jingzhou took a few steps forward to check on Song Changjie's injury.
Song Changjie suffered a puncture in the heart and died.
Liu Jingzhou dug into his sleeve pocket and pulled out a suicide note left to Guan Muqing's mother and daughter, as well as a six-character last words on yellow paper.
"All relics belong to Xue Tong"
Song Changjie gave all his life's accumulation to Xue Tong as a reward for helping him escape.
"Xue just said a few honest words. It is not my fault or my wish to resolve this matter. You can keep Song Changjie's property." Xue Tong agreed to come forward because of Song Changjie's good intentions in dying generously. I think it depends on the situation.
The ending is extremely cruel, but perhaps it is more realistic than killing Lan Zi, coercing Jia Miaolin, and rescuing the Guan mother and daughter.
"Guan Muqing collapsed in despair, hatred, and cruelty. If she hadn't gone crazy, she would have become a terrible succubus!" Xue Tong saw Fan Ruhua staring at him.
"The third female devil" Xue Tong couldn't help but shudder again.
