Ziyun Mountain.

Mountains.

The former White Fort is now the Ziyun Mountain Grand Market.

Amid the exclamation of the crowd.

A rough man in a mysterious suit pressed down a qi-training disciple in a blue shirt, pressed his thick palm on the top of his head, and began to search his soul in public.

More than twenty monks in Xuanyi were guarding the side of the man in Xuanyi to protect his Dharma.

"This person is so unruly!"

"Junior Brother Tang just asked them for the toilet transfer fee, so he was brutally searched for his soul."

"What are these people coming from? There are actually monks in the God-Stage Practice?"

"Let's go quickly!"

"Report this matter quickly to the President."

More than a dozen monks in blue clothes on the top of the mountain were frightened and retreated violently.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

More than twenty monks in the mysterious clothes burst into laughter.

After a moment.

Plop!

The monk who was searched for the soul fell to the ground with crooked eyes and mouth.

"Elder Ma, what have you gained?" A young monk in black clothes asked with a happy look on his face.

After Ma Zitian completed the soul search, his expression was quite solemn. He frowned and thought, and seemed to have no idea of ​​listening to the inquiries of the juniors in the clan.

"Elder Ma?" the young monk in Xuanyi asked again.

"Ah!" Ma Zitian came to his senses only afterwards.

"But what tough guys are there in this blue shirt club?" the young monk in Xuanyi asked with a serious expression.

"No! Although there are 300 people in this Qingshan Association, there are only four people in the Gang-Stage, including the president and two demon cultivators. All of you 20 people are gang-Stage cultivators, and it is more than enough to occupy this spiritual vein land." Ma Zitian said.

"Ah! That's really great. Our Fang family in Jinzhou finally found a good spiritual vein outside Jinzhou. With this spiritual vein, our Fang family can fully develop branches and leaves here and establish a foundation for another thousand years. Elder Ma has made great contributions. If the clan leader knows it, he will definitely receive a great reward." The young monk in Xuanyi said with an excited look on his face.

"hehe……"

Ma Zitian laughed twice, and after thinking for a long time, he continued to say: "The Qingshan Society is indeed very poor, but the predecessor of the Qingshan Society is quite strong."

“How strong is it?”

"It's only stronger than our Fang family in Jinzhou." Ma Zitian said with a serious expression.

"There are...there are golden elixir monks." Fang Delin looked shocked and stuttered when he spoke.

"Nephew Delin Xian... You don't need to worry. The Golden Pill Cultivator from White Fort has been away for more than three months, and it will never return to this place after being attacked by Huoluan Palace and Tianchi Mountain. Our Fang family took this opportunity to take advantage of the spiritual veins in this place, and it should have also gained a bargain." Ma Zitian said after thinking for a long time.

"Elder Ma, what should I do now?" Fang Delin asked.

Ma Zitian paced in place for a while, then said coldly: "Driving all the monks on the top of the mountain out, and then immediately pounced on the mountain protection formation!"

"Okay!" Fang Delin immediately agreed.

"Wait! Don't expose the family name, just let these people get out of here, just kill them if they don't leave." Ma Zitian said with a cold face.

After a moment.

The Ziyun Mountain Dafang Market began to be in chaos. They rented houses from all walks of life and even forced the Qingshan Association industry to buy the Qingshan Association and left the top of the mountain cursed. They were about to find trouble for the Qingshan Association and spread this anger to the Qingshan Association.

About half an hour later.

The headquarters of the Qingshan Club.

Located in the thatched house of Linggu Garden on the hillside.

A large group of monks clamored to ask Liang Feixue to refund the money. Although most of them were qi-training monks, there were also a few seniors who practiced Gang.

"Friends of Taoism, listen to me... Since my Qingshan Association has charged everyone's management fee, it will definitely protect your interests. Please relax. My Qingshan Association is already organizing a counterattack. I believe that in the future, we will be able to drive away the evil people and we can return to the top of the mountain!" Liang Feixue promised loudly.

"The Xuanyi monk on the top of the mountain is in the God-Practicing Stage. All the people in your Qingyi Society have been searched. Why should you drive others out?"

"Yes, yes, yes... refund! refund!"

"Qingshan will be weak and wanting to occupy the mountain and become king is simply a dream."

"That's right!"

"Unless the former White Castle's training gods and golden elixirs can come back to support you, why should you drive away the evil guests on the mountain?"

"Yes, yes... President Liang has any trump card to show it out quickly."

"If you don't have a trump card, you'll get the money back!"

"Show your trump card!"

"Refund the money!"

Most of the 10 casual cultivators present were secretly sent by small families in Yongzhou. On the surface, they were doing business, but in fact they were trying to find out the news.

At first, they were cautious, fearing that they would offend the Golden Pills Practice behind the Qingshan Association. Now three months have passed, and there is no news about the Golden Pills Practice of White Fort, and the former White Fort’s mountaintop has gathered together and it has become a mess.

Seeing that Qingshan would collect rent every day, these secret men had long lost their patience, so they took this opportunity to make a fuss and force Qingshan to show their trump card.

"Okay! Since you want me to show my trump card, I will be there!" Liang Feixue roared, and many cultivators from all walks of life who came to ask for debts shut up.

"Put it to me!"

Liang Feixue gave the order.

Under the protection of a group of monks in blue shirts, a large wooden box was carried to the high platform.

Bang!

The wooden box is opened.

5,000 spirit stones were piled up in the wooden box.

Liang Feixue shouted loudly: "As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under heavy rewards. My Qingshan Association is in danger. As the president, Liang is willing to seek strong help with a lot of money. These five thousand spirit stones will be offered to him once!"

As soon as this statement comes out.

The secret sons were immediately angry and smoked from their seven orifices.

"What kind of trump card is this?"

"Isn't this the rent I paid?"

"Your surnamed Liang has a good idea. I'm a little bitch and I'll give us the money!"

"Snatch him!"

I don’t know who shouted, and the crowd of wandering cultivators suddenly became restless.

"I see who dares!" Liang Feixue shouted loudly.

Behind this group of casual cultivators, nearly three hundred monks in blue-shirts rushed out. Each of them held a shaky sword in their hands, and more than a hundred monks in blue-shirts rushed in front, and all with a hunting dog.

The casual cultivators have less than 100 people in full battle. Once the war begins, except for those who practice the Gang stage, the rest of the Qi training stage will definitely die.

Therefore, everyone suddenly became timid and their momentum became so arrogant just now.

"Friends of Taoism! Since my Qingshan Association is a chamber of commerce, of course I have to follow the rules. After taking the spirit stones to everyone, I will definitely provide protection for everyone. Please rest assured, give me Qingshan Association some time, and we will definitely drive away the evil people." Liang Feixue promised again.

Facing the shaking sword behind him and more than a hundred fierce hunting dogs, no one replied to the more than a hundred casual cultivators.

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly.

A cold laughter came from the crowd, and everyone looked over.

A woman wearing a straw hat and a plain robe stepped out. She walked up to the platform step by step, then uncovered the straw hat and showed a sweet smile.

"Dare you ask me who is this fellow Taoist?" Liang Feixue asked with his fists.

"My name is Li Xiumiao, I have collected these five thousand spirit stones." said the woman in a plain robe.

"Miss Xiumiao, you have collected these five thousand spirit stones, but you want to go up the mountain to kill those evil people." Liang Feixue said solemnly.

"Of course... take money to eliminate disasters for others." Li Xiumiao said with a plain face.

"At this time there is a monk in the practice stage of the God-Steping and more than twenty practicing stages on the mountain. Are the girls confident?" Liang Feixue said.

"Did I fight alone? What are you doing?" Li Xiumiao glared at Liang Feixue and said with a fierce look on his face.

Although this woman looks sweet, she didn't expect to be so stingy.

"That girl... do you want to run away with the spirit stone rolling up?"

Just at this moment.

Among the scattered cultivators, a triangular eye-enhancing cultivator said rudely.
To be continued...