Most of the monks who came to the island were accompanied by elders and entourage. They were no strangers to each other. Instead, they were still calling friends and were very cheerful. It looked like a spring outing.

Qi Ze mingled among the monks and saw that there were as many as a hundred monks who came to Chunyang Sword Sect to refine their Qi. Most of them had Ningsha cultivation, and a few of them had vague auras, which were obviously covered by secret techniques or secret treasures.

Taoism and cultivation.

Qi Ze only heard someone next to him say disdainfully: "We are all Ningsha. We come to the Chunyang Sword Sect to practice Gang Qi. If we get a useless treasure to cover up our Taoism, wouldn't it make people laugh? You really took off your pants and farted!"

Qi Ze suppressed his laughter and looked back, only to see an unkempt and wretched little beggar with a black streak and a flower streak on his face, all covered with stains. He could not tell the difference between men and women. He was looking at those well-dressed monks and sneered. Qi Ze looked at him.

, heyed, spat on the ground, and said: "You are dressed very shabbily, but you are somewhat similar to me, a little beggar. Unlike those guys, all of them are dressed like rich men.

He has half the bearing of a monk!"

When Qi Ze came, he had covered his appearance with a hundred-phase diagram, and what he saw was a middle-aged scholar with no aspirations, with slightly white temples, wearing a white-washed gown with a few small patches.

, and indeed he has some resemblance to that little beggar.

Qi Ze nodded to the beggar and said, "This little brother is also here to practice?"

The little beggar frowned and said, "You are so unreasonable. How can you not see that I am a girl?"

Qi Ze opened his mouth, feeling very embarrassed and said, "Fellow Taoist, are you here to practice martial arts too?"

The little girl curled her lips and said: "Are you a little crazy? I came all the way to the Chunyang Sword Sect, but if I don't come to practice, am I looking for a man?"

Qi Zelian touched the nail, touched his nose, and had no choice but to turn his head and say nothing.

The little girl ignored him and stood on tiptoe, looking excitedly at this and that, as if she were from the countryside entering the city.

All the monks gathered in front of an archway in front of the island. The archway was two feet high and had the word "Welcome" written on it. A middle-aged monk wearing a golden robe appeared and said softly: "Fellow Taoists from all sects.

, please listen to the small talk!" The voice was soft, but it spread out like a thunderous explosion, covering up the voices of everyone talking and laughing, showing his superb inner Qi cultivation.

Qi Ze couldn't help but look sideways. The humane skills were superior to those of the golden elixir. Especially when he spoke with sword sounds, he seemed to have practiced a special sword technique.

The monks were startled, stopped talking and laughing, and all looked at each other. The Taoist said: "Principal Dao Yanxing, I am the person in charge of this Gang Refining Conference. All of you fellow monks are the leaders of our Taoist Sect. Once you practice Gang, you will be the master of it."

You have a bright future!" The Yanxing Taoist praised everyone before he opened his mouth. Who doesn't like flattery? Then there was a sound of laughter.

Suddenly I heard a sharp voice saying: "Okay! Okay! Now that you're done flattering me, it's time to talk about paying the money?"

Yanxing's face stiffened, and he glanced around, only to see a dirty little beggar cat standing aside with a wicked smile. After the beggar said, someone laughed and said, "What you say is rough but not rough! Master Yanxing

You’d better tell me how much you need to pay, and I’ll go practice the Gang as soon as possible after I’ve remitted the money!”

Yan Xing coughed slightly and said: "Since you are all anxious to practice Gang, I won't say much. There is an edict in the sect that the cost of practicing Gang this year will be 30% higher than last year!" As soon as these words came out, the crowd was excited and excited.

The monks started to curse loudly.

A monk who was covered in jewels and dressed like a wealthy businessman cursed: "It will go up this year, it will go up next year, it will go up every year! You, the Chunyang Sword Sect, have been deceived by lard! This Tiangang atmosphere is naturally nourished by you.

The Chunyang Sword Sect is locked up and used to make profits. The market is going up every year, but it is a good deal!"

Another monk who looked like he had settled down sneered: "Others can say that the Chunyang Sword Sect was blinded by lard, but you, Pi Laosan, are not qualified. I heard that you control several jade veins in the southeast, and you mine them but do not sell them.

, instead of hoarding them, the price of spiritual jade in the monastic world has increased by at least 30% compared to ten years ago! Compared to the Chunyang Sword Sect, you are the real profiteer!"

The bejeweled Pi Laosan was furious when he heard this and shouted: "Who dares to arrange for me!" Seeing the monk who settled down, he sneered: "Who am I talking about? It turns out to be you! Yu Qing, your Yu family and I are competing for the Southeast Jade.

If the mine fails, why don't you come to the Chunyang Sword Sect to scold me? Please note that I am not a monk from the Mahabodhi Temple, so I don't dare to kill! If you piss me off, I will skin you and light a sky lantern!"

Yu Qing, who had settled down in the poor house, had a look of hatred on his face and cursed: "The competition between my Yu family and your Pi family for the mineral veins is an upright matter. Your Pi family colluded with the seven southeastern factions to secretly attack and kill all the masters of my Yu family.

This is how we seized the mineral vein. Your Pi family controls the mineral vein and prevents monks from all over the world from using jade for refining. This is a heinous crime! How can you have the face to shout and kill here!"

Pi Laosan was very fat, and the fat on his face trembled in anger, and he shouted: "I'll beat you to death!" Suddenly three figures appeared behind him, two of them were refining Gang, and one was Ningsha, each using

The magical power took action and killed Yu Qing.

Yu Qing didn't care at all and never fought back. He had a sneer on his face, as if he was confident.

Pi Laosan was also furious. Seeing Yu Qing's sneer, his heart skipped a beat and he secretly shouted: "No!" He was about to order his subordinates to offer sacrifices and take back his magical powers.

Yan Xing suddenly snorted coldly, and a sword light flew up from his sleeves, circling in the air, disintegrating all the three people's magical powers. After another shock, only a scream was heard, and the three masters all fell to the mortal world.

An arm was cut off!

Qi Ze's eyes lit up, Yanxing broke through three magical powers with one sword, and cut off three arms. It was rare to accomplish all of this with one sword. This kind of swordsmanship is very wonderful, and it is quite similar to what Tianjizi taught.

Yan Xing withdrew his sword light and said calmly: "When you enter Chunyang Immortal Island, you are not allowed to fight privately. If you cut off one arm, you will be punished lightly. If you do it again, you will be killed without mercy!"

Pi Laosan was so angry that he ordered his men to kill Yu Qing. He forgot the rules of the Chunyang Sword Sect. Once he entered the island to practice martial arts, he had to abide by the rules on the island and was not allowed to fight for revenge. Otherwise, there would be Chunyang Sword Sect.

Experts took action to suppress them, ranging from amputating their hands and feet to being executed on the spot in severe cases.

Pi Laosan spent a lot of money to hire three worshipers. He just wanted to show off his power in the Chunyang Sword Sect and gain face, but unexpectedly, all three of them were seriously injured. His Xuanmen practice was not as good as other schools. Before he cultivated Yuanying,

If the physical body of the Dharma is destroyed, unless a peerless elixir is found and restored, there will be no hope of reaching higher and deeper Taoist realms for the rest of one's life.

The three masters were still groaning in pain. Pi Laosan was angry that they were too useless. Anyway, with one arm broken, there was no hope anymore, so he said coldly: "Thank you for your hard work, you three. Let's go out to the island to rest first. This trip
Chapter completed!