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At the same time, in the capital of Northern Zhou Dynasty.
The imperial study, which in the past could only be entered with the emperor's nod, was now filled with all kinds of monks.
There are monks dressed in Taoist robes with an immortal look, and there are also evil women dressed in hot and revealing clothes.
A burly, black man as strong as an iron tower was leaning over, an old man with pockmarks all over his face and a hunched back was sitting on the emperor's dragon throne, and next to him was a young man in a dragon robe who was sweating profusely.
It was obvious that the Emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, who was above all others, could only tremble in fear before the evil cultivators of the Demon Abyss.
"My fellow Taoists, please listen to what I, the divine fortune teller, have to say!" The old man coughed twice, speaking in a muddy voice, "In recent days... I believe that all of you Taoists have been troubled by those evil people, and the sect has also suffered a lot of losses."
Before the fortune teller could finish his words, the witch next to him chuckled and said with a sly look in her eyes,
"Senior Shen Suanzi, your loss is indeed great. I didn't expect that at your age of over a thousand years old, you are still so obsessed with the stories of the mortal world."
"Daughter Jiao, I don't want to argue with you." The divine fortune teller's drooping eyebrows trembled, "I came forward today only for the benefit of all my fellow Taoists."
"Is that really the case?" The rumbling low voice was like thunder, and the strong man of the iron tower said in a deep voice, "What they took from the Iron Mountain Sect is not even one tenth of what you, the Thousand Machine Sect, usually calculated."
After the words fell, a few voices of agreement were heard, and several sects came out to interrupt.
For a moment, the imperial study was in chaos.
The many sects in the Demon Abyss have never been a monolithic entity. On the contrary, each sect has its own hatred and disputes, and there are many conflicts of interest.
Even if they have the evil trio as their common enemy, they can't unite against the common enemy in a short period of time.
"Everyone, please be quiet and listen to me." At this time, the fortune teller laughed softly and said, "Don't you want to take back the things that were stolen?"
After hearing the fortune teller's words, everyone gradually quieted down, their eyes flickering.
Yes, even if the resources looted by the evil trio were not many, they were nothing compared to the losses incurred by the various sects in the dispute.
But... a little bit adds up to a lot, and when dozens of small resources are gathered together, the number cannot be underestimated.
"I have sent people to investigate. During this period, there has not been a large amount of spiritual stones, medicinal herbs and materials flowing through the Northern Zhou Dynasty. This means that they have kept all these things in their hands."
The fortune teller said in a deep voice, "I believe that each sect is very clear about how much they have lost. You all also know how staggering the loss of these lost resources is... Don't you want to take it back?"
The leaders of various sects began to get a little agitated. It must be said that this matter was indeed quite exciting.
"Then, Senior Calculator, how should we distribute the recovered resources?" someone asked loudly.
“The more capable, the more they get.”
The fortune teller said calmly.
"... ..."
The expressions of the sect leaders changed slightly.
Although this is quite in line with the rule of the winner takes all and the weak are eliminated in the Demon Abyss, the current situation...
"The Divine Calculator really lives up to his name," the charming dragon girl's shrill laughter sounded again, "Are you planning to let everyone work for you Qianji? Everyone knows that the Qianji Sect is the most powerful. By then, I'm afraid-"
"Qianjimen will not take a single cent."
The fortune teller interrupted the dragon girl rudely, as if he wanted to challenge her intentionally.
The Jiaonu was stunned and stammered,
"Then, then your conspiracy..."
"How about sending the most talented physical cultivator among the evil trio to the Jiaoren Sect?" The divine fortune teller said with a smile, "Your sect must be short of physical cultivators of this level as spiritual food, right?"
Hearing this, Jiao Nu's eyes immediately lit up, and the weird smile on her face instantly brightened a little, and she smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth,
"Since Senior Shen Suanzi is so kind, I will do my best to help you capture these villains."
This witch changes her attitude faster than turning the pages of a book...
The leaders of several sects looked at the sudden change in the attitude of the dragon girl and spat with a bit of jealousy.
Everyone knows that the physical cultivator at the peak of the foundation building stage is the strongest among the three people and must be the most valuable.
In this way, it was divided among the Jiaoren Sect, and many sect leaders secretly complained.
However, the divine fortune teller soon pointed out the dissatisfied sects one by one and gave them corresponding benefits.
Either promises or additional resources, until all the old sects were smiling and agreed to the joint action of the divine fortune teller.
It can be seen that the fortune teller does have some tricks.
Within a short period of time, these sects that were once mortal enemies of each other were temporarily formed into an alliance.
only...
The new members of the sect were not happy about this.
Several sects that had been established for less than a hundred years were not named by the divine fortune teller, as if they were being ignored.
These include the Yinli Sect and the Evil Spirit Sect.
"Senior Shen Suanzi, what is the ultimate purpose of this?"
Zhang Xianzhao was the first to step forward. He said gloomily, "Senior summoned us here, saying that there was something important to discuss. Why did you deliberately ignore us?"
"Nothing has been overlooked." The wrinkles on the fortune teller's face did not move.
"Then why don't you even give us some of the benefits?"
Zhang Xianzhao looked aggressive. Although his strength was not top-notch, his temperament was very reckless.
Commonly known as a greenhorn.
"Those who are capable will get more. I have already said that." The fortune teller said calmly.
"But why do other sects have extra benefits, but we don't?"
Zhang Xianzhao still insisted, "My Evil Spirit Sect suffered the most serious losses in the attack by those villains. We need more compensation!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhang means..."
The fortune teller said with a wry smile.
Zhang Xianzhao thought that the fortune teller had taken a step back, and said quickly,
"Since Jiao Renmen wants the peak foundation-building cultivator, then it should be okay for me to want Kong Lianbin, right? She is just a spirit-enriching cultivator."
Because of the four bombings of the mountain gate, he hated "Kong Lianbin" so much that his teeth were gnashing. At the same time, he coveted the essence of the immortal cultivators and had wanted to refine it for use as a furnace for a long time.
Hearing this, the fortune teller who had been smiling changed his expression slightly and immediately said,
"She can't give it to you."
"Hmm?" Zhang Xianzhao was slightly stunned. Seeing that the fortune teller seemed to be dissatisfied, he said, "How about we just leave that unknown little girl..."
Although their looks are a little ordinary, they are all cultivators from the Immortal Realm. I think they should be similar as cauldrons, right
Later, whenever Luo Xue went out to act, she used her own face pinching.
She's not ugly, she's just too common and not many people remember her.
Upon hearing this, the fortune teller's face changed drastically, "She can't give it to you."
"What?! You can't give me this or that," Zhang Xianzhao's eyes widened, and he stood up and smashed the table with his palm, "Old man, are you deliberately humiliating me? Are you bullying us because we are new to the sect?"
Several other new sects also looked at the divine fortune teller with hidden eyes.
Although they did not come to the fore like Zhang Xianzhao, they all had the same idea.
Why
The strength of our sects is about the same (except for the Evil Spirit Sect which was half destroyed by bombing), why would the divine fortune teller bully us like this
At this time, the divine fortune teller's expression also became gloomy, and he said in a low voice,
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, I've already given you enough face by notifying you to attend the meeting today. Just relying on a few of you who haven't even established a firm foothold, do you dare to challenge the Qianji Sect, the first demon sect of the Northern Zhou Dynasty?"
Having said that, Zhang Xianzhao knew that the other party looked down on them, the new members of the sect.
He immediately released his aura, condensed the power of the small world, and shouted fiercely,
"Old man, if that's the case, I won't be polite to you. If you bully me a little today, I will bully you ten times more tomorrow!"
Seeing this, the leaders of several other new sects also knew that now was the time to fight for some of the benefits they deserved.
As cultivators from the Demonic Abyss, few of them are easy-going. All of them are ruthless people who will massacre a city without blinking an eye.
They knew very well that if they did not fight back against this deliberate show of force, there would only be endless trouble.
Facing the attack from Zhang Xianzhao and others, the divine fortune teller showed no weakness. He had all his magical powers in his hands, ready to explode at any time.
Most of the other sects were watching the show with a joking look on their faces, and only some of the vassals of the Qianji Sect stood directly beside the Divine Calculator and confronted the new sects.
Only the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty huddled in the corner and trembled.
A war seemed inevitable.
But at this tense moment, the door of the imperial study suddenly opened.
Everyone's eyes looked over at once, only to see a disciple of Yunling at the door, wearing the uniform of the Evil Spirit Sect.
This poor Yunling disciple was caught off guard and stared at by the demon giants in the room. His legs almost went weak and he almost fell to his knees.
"Master... something bad has happened..."
"All the leaders of the Evil Spirit Sect are like this, and the disciples really don't have any rules."
Before Zhang Xianzhao could speak, the dragon girl smiled and spoke, her slender eyes revealing a sharpness.
Since she had gained benefits from Qianjimen first, she should at least stand on Qianjimen's side in words.
The words of the dragon girl made everyone laugh, and even the fortune teller showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.
Zhang Xianzhao frowned when he saw this scene. He felt a little cruel and wanted to kill this disciple with a single slap. It was really humiliating.
But the situation is difficult to explain now. Zhang Xianzhao can only be patient and say in a deep voice,
"What's all the fuss about?"
"Master, go back quickly, those three villains are here again... Our mountain gate has been blown up again!" The disciples of the Evil Spirit Sect were about to cry, "Even our spiritual veins have been destroyed!"
"How is this possible?" Zhang Xianzhao showed disbelief when he heard this. "Where is Master Zou's sect protection formation?"
Zhang Xianzhao had personally witnessed Master Zou's sect protection formation.
Its exquisite arrangement and novel ideas are amazing. Combined with the defense mechanism of the spiritual vein, it is enough to withstand the joint bombardment of more than a dozen Jindan monks.
Even after entering the mountain gate, the sword formation embedded in the sect protection formation was full of murderous intent, so fierce that Zhang Xianzhao even thought of the Juexiao Sect, the number one sword sect in the fairyland.
The evil trio haven't even reached the Jindan stage, how could they possibly break through the sect protection formation
"The sect protection formation was indeed activated, but... it didn't stop them at all!" The Evil Spirit Sect disciple showed a look of fear, "Moreover, the sect protection formation is still continuously draining the spiritual power from the spiritual veins. Our spiritual veins are almost exhausted!"
"What!"
Zhang Xianzhao was shocked, and then he could hardly hide his rage.
But soon, Zhang Xianzhao realized that there was something fishy about all this. He calmed down a little and asked,
"Wait, Zou Da... Where's Zou Junxin?"
Maybe... it was Master Zou who was behind this, but Zhang Xianzhao couldn't figure out why Master Zou was connected to the evil trio.
Master Zou was not a formation master that Zhang Xianzhao picked up randomly on the street, nor was he someone who came to recommend himself. Instead, he was carefully selected by Zhang Xianzhao in the underground black market.
The origin is indeed mysterious, but since they are all in the underground black market, who wouldn't hide their identity
Moreover, after betraying his employer like this, isn't he afraid that no one will tolerate him in the future
"He has already escaped, and several brothers are chasing him." The disciple of the Evil Spirit Sect replied.
Chapter 113: The Forbidden Delicacy Under the Skirt of Her Royal Highness the Saint
"Chase, keep chasing! He must be cut into pieces! Otherwise, don't come back to see me!" Zhang Xianzhao said gritting his teeth.
He waved his sleeves and hurried out of the imperial study.
Zhang Xianzhao no longer has the energy to negotiate for unnecessary benefits with the cultivators from the Demon Abyss. If he delays any further, his own home will be demolished.
If even this spiritual vein that was purchased at great expense were to collapse... the Evil Spirit Sect would cease to exist.
And Zhang Xianzhao's hundreds of years of hard work would be destroyed in an instant.