"Ma Liu, give me some money, or the five million, I won't return it." Xiao Yan was dangling his cigarette with an impatient look on his face.
"You...!" Hearing this, Jiang Taiji was furious.
"Forget it, just give it to him. Anyway, he is the disciple of the Venerable. The monk he ran away, he ran away from the temple!" The strong young man quickly persuaded.
"Xiao Yan, I'll give you 35 million. You can't ask me for the cost of medicinal materials for this route!"
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Jiang Taiji took out the token around his waist, and he drew another 30 million, and transferred it to Xiao Yan's disciple token.
"Xiao Yan, Brother Taiji's money is now given to you, can you go?" The strong young man said coldly.
"Yes, absolutely possible." Xiao Yan nodded and said with a grin: "But what does he have to do with you if he follows me?"
puff!
The voice fell, and the face of the sturdy young man went dark in an instant.
Jiang Taiji frowned, and tentatively asked, "Junior Brother Xiao Yan, what do you mean? Didn't you say 35 million?"
"Yes, five million a day, 35 million a day, that's right." Xiao Yan nodded and explained:
"But this is your milk money, I didn't talk about anyone else."
puff!
When the voice fell, the faces of all the heroes went dark in an instant.
"Xiao Yan, but you didn't say that just now, this money is just one person?" the strong young man said furiously.
"Just now, Jiang Taiji asked me alone, but you didn't ask me. What did I say?" Xiao Yan said.
"You...!" Hearing this, the strong young man was furious and was about to punch someone.
"Xiangdong, I can tell you that Lao Tzu is now Jiang Taiji's person, but he paid me a high price."
The little fat man hid behind the elegant young man and said with a smile, "If you break me, Jiang Taiji can't spare you!"
puff!
The voice fell, and the elegant and sturdy youths turned dark for an instant.
"Brother, you get out of the way, I can't beat this fat man!" The strong young man said excitedly.
"Xiangdong, forget it, give me the money." Jiang Taiji snapped.
Jiang Taiji originally thought that it cost so much money to buy people's hearts in public.
But in fact, Jiang Taiji's heart is still dripping blood.
Now, Jiang Taiji understood that the original little fat man meant five million per person per day!
by!
While angry, Jiang Taiji was also happy.
"I have given out so much money, you disciples of the venerable, naturally also have to pay."
Jiang Taiji looked on coldly, waiting quietly.
as predicted!
After being angry, Xiang Dong still took out the token around his waist and drew 35 million to Xiao Yan.
Seeing Venerable Dragon Elephant's son Xiangdong, he actually chose to succumb.
The other disciples of the Venerable took out the tokens around their waists and swiped their cards.
After a while, the sect's contribution on Little Fatty's token has reached an astronomical number.
"Thanks to all the brothers, I will definitely provide you with the best medicine this time!"
Xiao Yan grinned, and his smiling mouth almost couldn't close.
The little fat man quickly transferred the money to Deng Jiuling.
At the same time, Deng Jiuling, who was in the distance, stopped slightly, his eyes full of speechlessness.
"This little fat man, could it be that he was addicted to misunderstandings in the secret realm of mountains and seas, and he did this trick again?" Deng Jiuling had a black line on his face.
In the secret realm of mountains and seas, so many disciples from the various halls competed, and in the end they didn't get a single hair.
All the medicinal materials were taken away by Xiao Yan!
Now, after stepping into the eighteenth-story palace, the little fat man played another trick with the empty glove white wolf.
This... Really, it's not a brother, don't enter the door of a family!
Shaking his head, Deng Jiuling continued on.
The deeper he went, Deng Jiuling felt that his pace of progress became more difficult.
"This is only the first floor of the palace. How difficult is it to go?" Deng Jiuling was a little surprised.
This... not unscientific!
"Twenty years ago, Huaque was able to pass the eighth floor. Could it be because he couldn't even pass the first floor?"
Deng Jiuling furrowed his brows and his eyes were filled with amazement.
The existence of Huaque, like a mountain, made Deng Jiuling feel the pressure.
Huaque had already made great achievements twenty years ago.
If he returns, how tyrannical will he be
In addition!
Venerable Misty and Young Master Misty, the existence of these two people also made Deng Jiuling feel uncomfortable.
To be with the eldest grandson Yue'er, Deng Jiuling must cross the eighteenth floor!
Nowadays, if you can't get through the first layer, you're still a shit!
"Actually, my brother Xiao Yan has already stepped into this place, so it seems that other venerables should also send their younger generations to come."
Deng Jiuling frowned, and his eyes were full of fierceness: "I don't know if I can pass through the eighteen layers of hell."
"But my lowest goal is to surpass the flower shortage of the year!"
Roar!
When the voice fell, Deng Jiuling's eyes were red, and the Heavenly Punishment Holy Body instantly filled the audience.
tread! tread! ... step on!
After that, Deng Jiuling moved forward with difficulty step by step.
…
At the same time, in the void of Guanyintang.
A mouthful suddenly appeared, the black ancient bell phantom.
"Boom!" In an instant, a heavy and low bell sounded through the entire void.
"The funeral bell actually rings?"
"What's the matter, could it be the sect, and civil unrest broke out again?"
At this moment, among the seventy-two halls, one strong after another, all looked suspiciously at the void.
Once the funeral bell rings, it represents.
In the sect, something big is about to happen.
"This is the soul-suppressing bell of Guanyintang, not the funeral bell. You should go to their respective places. Don't make trouble!"
In an instant, the stern voices of the venerables rolled and reverberated in the void.
"It turned out to be the soul-suppressing bell, not the death-knell."
"That's good, let me just say, how can we be attacked by thieves, the leader of our dignified martial arts holy land?"
When the voice fell, the disciples nodded one after another, so they didn't care about it.
But at the same time, many senior leaders who knew the "Soul Clock" were in shock.
"Elder Zhou, for whom does the soul-suppressing bell of the Guanyintang ring for?"
At the foot of Guo Guanyin Hall, Old Jiang frowned and said.
Elder Jiang, Elder Zhou of the Law Enforcement Hall, and the high-level officials of the halls had already been waiting at the foot of the mountain.
No matter how many tiers of palaces you can break through, no matter how many venerable disciples you are.
They will eventually appear at the foot of the mountain.
Since the sages are drinking tea at the top of the mountain, then Elder Jiang, Elder Zhou and others will naturally drink tea at the foot of the mountain.
But the accidental ringing of the Soul Town Bell surprised Old Jiang, even by accident.
"Unsurprisingly, it should be a sleeping place, and someone broke into it without authorization."
Holding the teacup, Elder Zhou sneered and said: "The sleeping place is rumored to be the land of my ancestor of Dalin Temple a thousand years ago to seal the land of demons."
"This place is extremely secretive. If you don't have enough strength, you can't break in at all. Even if you break in, it's a dead end!"
It turned out to be a place of sleep
hiss!
When the voice fell, all the high-ranking halls changed their colors.
"Hall Master Guanyin, what is going on?"
Old Jiang turned around and looked at the Lord Guanyin curiously.
Wow!
In an instant, the gazes converged into running water, and they all looked at the Lord Guanyin.
"My fellow daoists, I don't know exactly who broke into it, the sleeping place on the first floor."
Hall Master Guanyin shook his head and said with a wry smile: "But since the place of sleep is called the place where there is no return."
"Then it's a pity that this unfortunate intruder may not escape the catastrophe."
While speaking, a handsome figure appeared in the mind of Hall Master Guanyin.
"Impossible, Lei Feng is the master of the trip, how can he be such a smart person to break into the sleeping place?"
Hall Master Guanyin shook his head, eyes full of confusion: "If you can infer from time, the person most likely to break into that place should be Lei Feng."
Rumor has it that in the ancient times, there were some powerful beasts that could not be physically killed.
These fierce beasts, even if their bodies were wiped out, their souls still remained.
As soon as the time comes, the souls of these fierce beasts will awaken.
Continue to turn into a fierce beast, harming the mortal world.
A thousand years ago, Grand Master Dalin sealed a dozen big monsters that could not be physically killed into the 18th-story palace.
From then on, the mission of Guanyintang in the past dynasties.
It is to use the Dharma to suppress more than a dozen big monsters.
After thousands of years of purification, in the eyes of the senior officials of the halls.
The power of those big monsters, I am afraid, has already declined to the extreme.
But even so, the power that these remaining big monsters erupted is so strong.
It is absolutely impossible that some Venerable disciples can contend!
"I heard that when those big monsters were making trouble, even the third step martial artist was still very reluctant."
"If the ancestor stepped into the innate and wanted to seal those big monsters, it would be almost impossible."
"Yes, now that thousands of years have passed, it is the Buddha Fa that has purified the big monsters, so their residual power is probably comparable to the Venerable!"
There was a lot of discussion among the high-level people, and they all felt sad for the sorrowful disciple of the Venerable.
A similar situation also occurred among the venerables on the top of the mountain.
At this moment, all the venerables talked a lot, and all felt curious.
Who is so unlucky, actually broke into the sleeping place.
"Brother Yu, I heard that this big monster of the first level is the strongest existence among the first nine levels."
Caressing the white beard, Venerable Yao's eyes were puzzled: "It stands to reason that according to the design drawings of the eighteen-story palace, it is not realistic to step into a place of sleep, but..."
"But if someone deliberately opens the sleeping place, what should it be?" Venerable Fool said lightly.
Hum!
The voice fell, and Yao's face turned green in an instant: "No, Brother Lei Fengxian is in danger!"
"Brother Yao, don't be irritable." Venerable Yu said lightly: "This is just speculation, not true."
Ugh!
Venerable Yao nodded, and a trace of sullenness flashed in his eyes: "If Senior Brother Shennong is still there, and so many troubles?"
"Brother Yao, don't think too much about it. Although Daoist Guanyin doesn't like Lei Feng, it won't hurt him if he thinks about it."
The fool. He said lightly: "Furthermore, even if Lei Feng steps into the sleeping place, we can't help him."
"The only solution now is to pray to Lei Feng, don't encounter that thing, otherwise..."
Boom!
The voice fell, but I saw the ghost of the soul town in the sky, suddenly bursting into the sky!