Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Fortunately for Feng Qingxiu's timely braking, the Kun-Lai disciples still converged a lot.

Therefore, various rumors about Kun-Lai disciples in Zhongzhou could not be forbidden to spread. Some said that Kun-Lai disciples were cunning and treacherous, and had no money at all. They just let out the wind to lure snakes into the cave. Others said that Kun-Lai disciples were extremely wealthy and robbed. One can eat it for more than a hundred years, and some people say that there are experts guarding it, but only a few people know what it is.

Not long afterwards, an evil cultivator who succeeded in robbing Kun-Lai disciples was blackmailed and revealed his wealth.

Some forces surging up secretly.

Zhongzhou has never been a monolithic one, not even the three big doorsteps. Various clans and various forces are intertwined. In fact, they have begun to focus on this team that can return to Qiong'an Haicheng in just over ten days.

From time to time, there is a small wait and see, they have discovered that as long as they can't do anything by Kun-Lai disciples, they generally won't do it at will. If there is something special, they can get a good price from them.

After so many times, Kun-Lai's cultivators have gradually been figured out no matter the number or the cultivation base.

Although this is a force that is not mentioned, it is almost worthy of a good middle door, but compared with the whole middle continent, it is still a lot worse.

The three main gates only encircle the most important spiritual lands within their sphere of influence. Other cliques only need to provide timely offerings, so there will be so many middle gates in Zhongzhou. They belong to the three main sects. To survive in the cracks, the weak to eat the strong, the craving for spiritual things has long been close to morbidity.

The chaos in Central Continent over the years has nothing to do with the secret struggles of the three major door-to-doors. Who doesn't know that spirit grass is young, and it is a pity to pull it out. Who doesn't know that spirit beasts are rare and the young should be released?

But under the prey of the weak, if you can't get it, it might fall into the hands of the enemy in the future. It's better to get rid of it first.

It is precisely this situation that the vicious circle is getting stronger and stronger, the fewer the spiritual objects, the more fierce the fight, the more fierce the fight, so that the martial arts have to accept more disciples, so as not to cut off the inheritance, but there is not enough to accept more disciples. The spirit creature, in order to survive, has to fight for something less and less.

The small and medium sects do not fail to see the sinister intentions of the three big doorsteps to kill their forces, but what about it?

If someone is immortal, which middle door dare to challenge the door?

It can only be a fish in the water, just drifting with the flow.

But now, based on the gains of the evil cultivator who succeeded in the robbery, even if each of the Kun-Lai monks only had half of the resources robbed, they could still withstand a door-to-door property.

This couldn't help but they were not serious.

The four treasures of monks, the land of wealth, and the latter three are not lacking, but the former are already lacking for murder and robbery.

After observing for a few days, the Kun-Lai disciples' money for rare items has not diminished a little, but these unscrupulous people can no longer come up with any rare things.

But even so, the swapper made a fortune.

There was even an elderly foundation-building monk from Central Continent who took his grandson to go, tearing his face down and kneeling to pray, and obtained a priceless Pill of Returning Yang to cure his grandson's bloodless disease.

The medical cultivator also showed him his body for free and prescribed a prescription. His attitude was so good that the old face of the cultivator was flushed. He couldn't help but quietly tell them not to reveal their wealth like this, because being discovered might cause trouble.

The doctor was very grateful and told him that he would stay in Qiong'an Haicheng for more than half a year. If you have any problems with your grandson's illness, you can go to Haicheng to find him.

The old monk left thankfully.

The poetry teacher Lou Duxing, who has followed Kun-Lai for thousands of miles, looked at the current situation and frowned slightly.

To be honest, the previous Kun-Lai disciple's fishing behavior really shocked him.

Seeing one after another Middle Continent cultivator arrested and entering Kun-Lai Medical Repair's flying boat, he couldn't help being shocked by the occasional horrible screams.

It was only then that he was really silly and naive to worry about Kun-Lai’s disciples being kindly deceived and being hacked. The Kun-Lai disciples seemed to be rich and deceived on the basis that they cannibalize people without spitting out bones. But if necessary, they can immediately transform into a band of bandits that is even darker and ruthless than the Middle Continent monks. Although the targets are all bandits who treat them with bad intentions, he will not be careful when he sees those sword repairs who sometimes look badly. Falling to him-the price of the group of Central Continent monks in the He Dao period has been raised to 20,000.

But the situation in the past few days was obviously wrong. These Kun-Lai disciples couldn't see it, but he knew it very well.

It's hard to find a place to live without income...

After thinking for a moment, he got up and went to find Feng Qingxiu.

Feng Qingxiu looked calm and clear, and invited him to drink tea on the flying boat.

Lou Duxing sighed in his heart and asked straightforwardly: "I don't know if Young Master Feng knows that a disaster is coming?"

Feng Qingxiu poured tea for him, and asked, "Why did you say this?"

"Do you really know it, or do you not know it?" Lou Dubai didn't believe Feng Qingxiu didn't feel it at all.

"You mean the monks who spied?" Feng Qingxiu smiled slightly.

Lou Duxing just took a sip of tea in silence and nodded gently.

"I was aware of it a long time ago, but it's not a major event." Feng Qingxiu said soothingly, "Cai is touching, my Kun-Lai disciple's habits are hard to change, so I rashly persuade me, I'm afraid the effect will be the opposite."

Anyone at this point knows that if those Kun-Lai disciples know that being generous can attract more people to rob, they are afraid that they will yell ten times more generous immediately.

But that's not good either. He frowned and said, "But you know that the wealth that is revealed now is afraid that it can attract at least a hundred monks who are in harmony with the gods."

In these dozens of days, he has also figured out a little bit of details, and in Kun-Lai this team, most of them are only Yuan Ying, there are only more than a dozen gods, and there are even fewer of them-Qi Xiu Yi Xiu and other Fufeng, Those who are proficient in craftsmanship and their cultivation base rise more slowly, and those who turn their minds are all poor cultivation.

If it really fights, I'm afraid Kun-Lai will suffer a big loss, so I might as well get on the flying boat and return to Qiong'an Port. I heard that Kun-Lai formation has been set up there, and at least it can rely on the enemy.

"Thank you for telling me, I am also a little emboldened." Feng Qingxiu smiled lightly, "Since I brought them out, I naturally rely on it a little."

Lou Duxing moved in his heart and nodded: "Is that so, but I have been thinking too much."

Feng Qingxiu is a disciple of the Xing Dao master. He dared to play the two door-to-doors between his fingers as Xie Lingyun alone. If there is no confidence behind his back, it is absolutely impossible, but he thought it was just a personal trump card. , Now it seems that this trump card is surprisingly big and can take care of all Kun Lai disciples.

"Why, thank you for your concern." Feng Qingxiu said gently and politely.

After chatting for a few moments, Lou was able to leave politely, and he still had to prepare. He didn't plan to put his three little disciples in the experience plan of the second Kun-Lai disciple.

Feng Qingxiu cleaned up the tea set, and after a glance, he saw a disciple happily passing not far away, dragging a seriously injured monk in his hand, and excitedly said to the younger brother next to him: "Aning, I just grabbed it. A prisoner of the **** of transformation, he was seriously injured. Fortunately, I bought it at a higher price, and almost let the group of needle players take it away!"

The Junior Brother looked surprised: "It's amazing, hurry up, I'm ready for the pill, let's try it together."

The two of them almost held hands and returned to their newly bought flying boat-God knows where they bought it these days.

Feng Qingxiu's face was serious, and she almost broke the teacup.

There was a chuckle from the side, but it was Ji Yunlai who couldn't help laughing.

Feng Qingxiu dragged her fierce face into the cabin of the flying boat for a long time and took a bite before she was relieved.

"My intention was to make them wary of Zhongzhou before letting them fly back all the way. As a result, look at it!" Feng Qingxiu was almost irritable, "All of them are very motivated, if it weren't for Xizhou's network, I'm afraid that after a year, they won't even want to go back!"

Ji Yun came to appease the exploded disciple: "Kun-Lai disciples are just like this in their nature. You don't know how well they can make an inch of it."

"But, Master, have you ever found that their fear of life has become weaker." Feng Qingxiu frowned, "It is true that those monks who took the initiative to hurt others and robbery deserved it, but they acted so presumptuously. Sooner or later it will hurt Dao's heart."

Human nature can’t stand the test. If people take the initiative to act misbehavior, it’s okay to kill, but if they use profit to lure others into misbehavior, what is the difference from the demon?

He was even a little worried. Master said that Kun-Lai’s monster once had a loose seal and leaked a trace of magic energy on Kun-Lai Mountain. Weakness, even if he was reincarnated as a human and lost almost all the ability to control the human heart, but he was extremely sensitive to the changes in human heart good and evil. Naturally, he could discover the influence of that devilish energy on Kun-Lai's disciples.

"Yes, so I didn't send them in batches?" Ji Yun came to know Xiaoqing's worry, and said gently, "The magical thought itself is just to amplify desires, the real becoming a demon, in fact, it is still the original choice. The thoughts are not strong, as long as it takes a while, it will dissipate naturally."

If something else strikes, it will disperse faster.

"So I didn't remind them this time that it felt terrible to let them die by themselves," Feng Qingxiu said coldly. I am invincible in the world."

These disciples acted so carelessly that if they didn't give a lesson, Feng Qingxiu felt that her hair was about to fall out in a hurry.

"There will be a lot of monks coming by then," Ji Yun said quietly, "After the rush, I'm afraid they will return to Qiong'an all at once."

"Master, won't you stop?" Feng Qingxiu was already ready to persuade.

"What you like, why should I stop it?" Ji Yunlai said calmly, "Between life and death, there is a big horror. With me in these years, many people have not experienced the big horror."

One hundred years ago, in the first battle of the Yuntian Territory, the demon sage capital of the Outer Territory more or less converged its power and avoided the frontal conflict.

Feng Qingxiu nodded. Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, but after all she did not look on the sidelines as he said. Instead, her fingertips swayed, and hundreds of invisible sword auras silently adorned the corners of each disciple's clothes.

Almost at the same time, an exclamation came from the camp.

Feng Qingxiu frowned and glanced at Master.

Ji Yunlai couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Actually, on cruelty, Xiaoqing should worry about himself.