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'Ding dong...'

The token was still rolling on the ground and suddenly disappeared.

A gentle sneer sounded in the hall, "Humph... Fang Laogui and Shen Tu, two old immortals, won't stop until they drag me into trouble. I won't be able to survive hiding here..."

The next moment, a figure appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.

This man was slender and looked like a young man in his twenties. He was extremely handsome and had a dazzling smile on his face, but with a gloomy air.

The token fell into his hands at some unknown time.

Everyone didn't notice any fluctuations. When this person appeared and saw it with their own eyes, they were suddenly shocked. They couldn't help being horrified, knowing that this person must be the monk in the Danjie stage named Pei Qin!

‘Uh-huh! ’

Pei Qin stretched out a hand, took the unconscious monk surnamed Liu in his hand, and pinched his neck. A ball of colorful light emerged from the palm of his hand and poured into the body of the monk surnamed Liu.

After a groan.

The monk surnamed Liu woke up again, but his face showed an expression of extreme pain.

Pei Qin pinched the monk surnamed Liu's chin, lifted it up, and forced him to open his eyes.

When their eyes met, the monk surnamed Liu suddenly fell into a daze. He seemed to be in more pain, and his whole body was convulsing.

Pei Qin's eyes flashed with strange light, and he was using some strange method to torture the monk surnamed Liu.

After a while.

The monk surnamed Liu completely fainted.

Pei Qin snorted coldly and threw the monk surnamed Liu into the hands of the gatekeeper. His figure was illusory for a while, and he was about to disappear. Then he suddenly paused, turned around and looked around the hall, showing a strange smile.

"There is trouble in Xiaohan Territory, and all the monks are obliged to do so. The disciples of the eight sects of the Righteous Way obey the order and follow me to the south of the Luan Island waters to meet the enemy two hundred miles away. Others can do whatever they want and just run north. You'd better not move. Thoughts, I remember your looks. If I don’t see you on the battlefield, I will find you out. It’s a good time to see if those sanctimonious old immortals will exterminate their relatives out of justice! Haha..."

The words were still echoing in the hall, but Pei Qin had disappeared.

There was silence in the hall.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards the stone house, and then the sound of 'squeaking' continued, and the disciples outside the eight sects of the righteous path rushed towards the exit.

Only a few people stood there and did not dare to move, looking at each other.

Before leaving, those people's eyes fell on them intentionally or unintentionally.

There is pity, there is ridicule, there is gloating...

Qin Sang's face was ashen.

The exit was very close, but my legs felt like they were filled with lead and I couldn't move forward.

At the last moment, Qin Sang felt Pei Qin's eyes penetrate the mask and fall on his face. This mask was not a high-quality magic weapon and could not block the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the pill formation stage. Qin Sang did not expect that it would He was angered by the monks in the alchemy stage.

After Pei Qin saw his true appearance, there was no room for change.

If Pei Qin really does what he says, Qi Yuanshou won't be able to protect him.

Finally, they were the only ones left in the hall, and the gatekeeper bowed his hands and said, "Fellow Taoists, this transaction will end here. Please help yourself."

Then walked away.

At this trade fair, there were surprisingly few disciples belonging to the Eight Righteous Sects. Counting Qin Sang, there were only nine of them. Qin Sang failed to find any fellow disciples from Shaohua Mountain.

Fortunately, the strength of the disciples from the eight sects of the Righteous Path is definitely not too bad, and their cultivation level is also not low. Among the nine people, there are three in the late stage of foundation building.

"My Lord, Chunyang Sect Cangling, what do you call these two fellow Taoists?"

Qin Sang saw one of the late-stage foundation-building monks turning his head and looked over, knowing that there was no point in trying to hide it at this time.

Then he took off his mask and said: "Shaohua Mountain, Qin Sang!"

"Yuan Mirage Sect, Fan Formation!"

Another late-stage foundation-building monk also took off his hood and said coldly without looking at Qin Sang.

Qin Sang's heart moved. Ever since Senior Qingzhu attacked Yuan Mirage Sect and killed Shuang Jindan, Shaohua Mountain and Yuan Mirage Sect almost turned against each other. In the end, the two sides restrained themselves and no war broke out, but the relationship also dropped to a freezing point.

The disciples of the two sects hate each other.

Qin Sang first went to Xuanshu Pass, and then to Qingyangfang City, and rarely came into contact with the Yuan Mirage Sect monks. Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

With Fan Zhen acting like this, Qin Sang would naturally not put his hot face on his cold butt. He ignored Fan Zhen and cupped his hands towards Cang Ling and said, "Fellow Daoist Cang has the highest cultivation level. He must have a good plan. You might as well tell him. Qin Sang He will definitely act as ordered."

Cang Ling smiled bitterly, "That senior was angry with us and didn't want to reveal the news ahead. His eyes darkened, and Cang couldn't think of any good ideas. However, you can't stay here for a long time, otherwise if you delay the fight because of being late, he will be killed again. Find a reason to blame. If no one wants to disobey the order, you might as well go on your way first and discuss strategies on the way..."

As soon as Cang Ling said this, everyone felt even more hateful.

Some people gritted their teeth and said, "Looking at this person's behavior, he probably came from a demonic family!"

"What the senior said is not wrong. When there is trouble in the Xiaohan Region, it is our duty as monks to do so, haha..."

An old man let out a dry laugh, but when no one responded, his expression became sly.

Do you believe this?

Qin Sang glanced sideways at the old man and said, "Everyone, be careful! Fellow Taoist Cang is right. No matter what, we must go this time. Please..."

Qin Sang and Cang Ling were the first to rush out of the hall, followed by others.

The water and sky meet in Yuncang Daze, and thousands of islands are arranged in it.

Fish dive to the bottom, birds soar, and it's peaceful.

There was no sign of a war at all.

"There is no need to be discouraged. Since it is not a large-scale attack, the Tianxing Alliance thieves may not be very strong, and Senior Fang and the others will definitely not just ask us for reinforcements. For the monks in the pill-forming stage, Senior Fang and the others are there to support them. We might as well wait for an opportunity. However, if we can turn against the enemy and kill a few Tianxing Alliance thieves, we can achieve great success. If nothing can be done, we can just fight and retreat, looking for an opportunity to escape. When the time comes, the master will investigate, and there will be an excuse. What do you think? …”

Everyone formed a simple battle formation, gathered their breath, and flew south.

Cang Ling's words were exactly what Qin Sang wanted, and looking at the expressions of the others, they were also moved.

Qin Sang got ready, looked into the distance, and thought to himself, the last thing he wanted was to join forces with others, as all his treasures would be unused, and his strength would be greatly reduced.

But if your life is in danger, you can't care about anything and put your life first.

But I don’t know how big the world is, where can I escape?

Qin Sang put away his thoughts and saw that the rocky water was vast and it was difficult to reach the battlefield in a short time. He took a break from his busy schedule and sent a message to Cang Ling, "Fellow Daoist Cang, I wonder if you recognize a fellow Daoist Han from your noble sect. He was originally the patriarch of the Han family. He’s a good friend of Qin’s, I haven’t seen him for many years, I don’t know how he is doing now…”

"Fellow Daoist Qin is talking about Senior Brother Han? Of course he recognizes him!"

Cang Ling smiled heartily and said with envy, "Senior Brother Han is very talented and has an enviable opportunity. He was accepted as a close disciple by an uncle and stayed in the cave to teach him carefully. It is said that he will be successful soon. , prepare to forge elixirs... Next time Daoist Brother Qin sees Senior Brother Han, maybe he is already a master of elixirs!"