Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

Everyone in the field also noticed the situation here and looked over.

Seeing the Poison Dragon Gang monks dragging in several bloody people, many monks were confused and didn't know what the Poison Dragon Gang was up to.

"Report to the gang leader, these little thieves spread rumors outside and tried to disrupt the gang leader's celebration! But they have been captured by us, please make the decision!"

Hearing what his subordinates said, Liu Yunlong pretended to be surprised.

"Oh? What do you mean? Don't frame good people, otherwise I will only ask you!"

"I dare not, this is absolutely true!

According to our investigation, these people instigated their companions to humiliate the gang leader with a small gift. I suspect they are people sent by other forces to disrupt the situation!"

The Poison Dragon Gang monk had a serious face and spoke clearly.

Liu Yunlong sat up straight, his tone was a little stern.

"Is this what you call evidence? How can you jump to conclusions!

Didn't Wu protector say it clearly? The gift is small but the sentiment is great! I don't care whether the gift is large or small.

It's not easy for casual cultivators. They are willing to come to my foundation building celebration banquet. How can they be judged by the amount of gifts?

If people know this, they will think that I am bullying the weak! Put them down quickly!"

Liu Yunlong looked distressed.

In fact, he knew clearly that these people were casual cultivators with no money and no background. He caught them from outside.

It's most appropriate to use them as a chicken to scare the monkeys.

After all, killing the chicken is not important, and the purpose is to scare the monkeys.

Although he is shameless, the rules of the Immortal City are here, and it is impossible to threaten these casual cultivators openly.

Just need to warn them, smart people will naturally know what to do.

As for the stupid ones, what happened to these people is a living example.

You may not have money, but if you give too little gift, then it is your fault.

Who can say anything when you label him as a spy of other forces?

Besides, who really cares about these things?

It's just a few casual cultivators who died, no big deal!

'This son of a bitch is picking on us! '

This is the common thought of many cultivators in the field.

Who can't see that there is something wrong with such poor acting skills!

The Immortal City is made a mess by this group of talents.

It's not easy to be a casual cultivator, and they still exploit them as much as they know.

But everyone is helpless. Even if they can see that this is acting, so what?

A dignified foundation-building cultivator has started to play tricks, which is already very respectful!

If you still dare to complain, then you are ungrateful.

"Boss Liu said it well!"

At this time, a cheering sounded in the crowd, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Where did this grandstanding person come from!

A middle-aged man with a resolute face, a strong nose and a tall and sturdy figure came out.

Liu Yunlong also looked over curiously. There was no such part in the script!

But it was not a bad thing for this person to be the supporting actor. Liu Yunlong was in a good mood.

Look, isn't this smart guy here?

This person clasped his fists towards Liu Yunlong and then said.

"Who doesn't know the good reputation of the gang leader in the Immortal City? The gang leader is willing to invite us to participate in the foundation-building banquet. It is a face-giving and a joy for the people.

But the gang leader gave us face and we must know how to promote it. We can't let those scoundrels ruin the gang leader's good mood."

"Hahaha, good!"

Liu Yunlong clapped his hands and laughed.

Joy for the people? This sounded comfortable.

This is a talent. I will definitely include his son in the gang in the future.

Liu Yunlong was moved by the heart of "loving talents".

However, he was happy, but those casual cultivators were a little unhappy.

'Does this make you look good? '

'Bah, I'm ashamed to be associated with this person! '

Some people were disgusted, while others regretted it.

He secretly cursed himself for not taking the initiative to express his position, so that he might be able to show his face in front of the foundation-building cultivators.

The middle-aged man ignored everyone and said loudly.

"I, Zhao Tiancheng, will set an example for you to know how to respect your predecessors!"

As he said that, the middle-aged man took out a black bell from his storage bag, lifted it up, and then put it heavily on the ground.

Dong!

A heavy bell sound immediately echoed in the hall.

Looking at the ancient black bell standing in the field, the atmosphere was a little stagnant.

Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Is this a magic weapon?

They instinctively felt a little weird and had a strange feeling.

But they also felt that since this person was so flattering, the things he sent must be good.

Unfortunately, their spiritual consciousness was too weak to judge what it was.

Liu Yunlong was also curious, but his expression was a little strange after he scanned it with his spiritual sense.

He didn't feel the fluctuations of the magic weapon's prohibition, so why did it feel like an ordinary object?

No, no, no, it should be that he felt it wrong, this should be the self-obscuration of the spiritual object.

Maybe he has been too weak recently, the power of the soul has declined, and the spiritual sense has become a little less sharp.

Liu Yunlong was a little unwilling to use his spiritual sense to scan it again.

It's still an ordinary object.

Come again!

Hey! It's not showing up yet!

After several times, Liu Yunlong's face finally became gloomy.

He was sure that this was not a spiritual object at all, but a big bell made of ordinary iron.

Don't ask how he knew it, just poked it lightly with his spiritual sense just now, and there was a hole in the bell!

If this is not ordinary iron, what is it!

He felt like a clown, being played like a monkey!

Lu Ming looked at Liu Yunlong's gloomy face and knew that he had finally come to his senses.

He looked at Liu Yunlong as if he were a fool and sneered.

"Gang Leader Liu, I will give you a bell, do you like it?"

boom--

"Shu Zi, you dare!"

Liu Yunlong was already a little annoyed, but when he heard this, he was like a ignited powder keg, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

This person made a pun. This was not a farewell to him, but a farewell to him!

Others in the field also came to their senses, but before they could gloat over the misfortune, a huge surge of spiritual pressure came over them.

Many of the monks present were low-level monks. Wherever they could bear it, many people immediately fainted with blood spurting from their mouths.

There was a commotion in the hall. Some monks had keen spiritual senses and immediately secretly thought that something was wrong.

I'm afraid things are going to change here, and people might die.

Ji Zhu's anger is no small matter. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. You should run away!

"Crazy, crazy, the leader of the Poisonous Dragon Gang has gone crazy. Everyone, run away. If you don't run, you will die here!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and everyone who was already nervous couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards the door.

"Stop! Who allowed you to leave!"

"Who dares to leave! Don't blame me for being rude!"

The poisonous dragons helped the monks step forward to stop him. Some of them had already sacrificed magical weapons, and some even activated spells.

"Fellow Taoists, the Poisonous Dragon Gang is trying to kill people and silence them. If we don't get out, we will all die here!"

"Asshole, who is fanning the flames!"