Cultivating immortals is a hard job

“I’ve met all of you fellow Taoists in Xiazong Tonghai!”

At this moment, Zong Tonghai completely lost the submissiveness he showed in front of Zong Tai that day, and acted like the head of the family.

Behind him were four early-stage pill-forming monks and dozens of foundation-building monks.

These people are probably the backbone of the current Zong family.

According to the information obtained by Mo Xun, there are currently seven alchemy monks in the Zong family who are active in the public sector.

This means that besides Zong Tai and Zong Yixiao, there is another person hiding in the dark.

As for the Zong Yuanming Zuo Tianming mentioned that day, he should be one of the four people in front of him.

Thinking of this, Mo Xun couldn't help but glance in the direction where Qin Xuanrong and the other five were.

Seeing that several people seemed to be whispering something quietly, they didn't pay much attention.

"Zong is here. First of all, I would like to thank you all for coming here to participate in this casual cultivator conference. Zong is a rough man. He doesn't know much about other things. He only understands one truth, that is, anyone who can go to Wuding Mountain today is considered a good person. You gave my clan a face, and my clan is not ungrateful. I may not be able to give you anything else, but a little snow lotus pill to express my gratitude. "

As he spoke, the maids around him simultaneously opened the red silk, revealing the milky white pills on the tray.

Everyone holds at least a hundred pills in their hands.

This Snow Lotus Pill is not a cultivation pill, but is used to heal injuries.

In terms of efficacy, it is barely sufficient, but the advantage is that it is not limited by cultivation level.

In other words, everyone on the field can use it to build their foundation and refine their Qi.

In terms of value, there aren't actually many, but if there are tens of thousands of them, it would be a huge amount of spiritual stones.

The monk who considered this immediately took a breath of cold air.

What is generosity?

Only those who can spend huge sums of money can be called a wealthy family!

Of course, Mo Xun didn't like this thing. The Qianyuan Fruit in his storage bag was equivalent to several million spiritual stones.

Since acquiring the wealth left by Gu Yutian back then, Mo Xun is now almost as good as a sect in terms of financial resources.

As long as he has the territory and manpower, he can immediately build a powerful sect.

Zong Tonghai waved his robe sleeves, and the elixirs on the trays fell accurately in front of every monk present like a goddess scattering flowers.

Seeing a young man at the third level of Qi Refining next to him carefully putting away the elixir, his face slightly red with excitement, Mo Xun smiled and threw his own to him.

The young man took it in his hand in surprise, his eyes full of puzzlement.

Mo Xun didn't explain, and looked back at Zong Tonghai, who was looking high and high on the stage.

He couldn't help but think of the time when he had secretly suffered from physical pain for a long time because of the entrance fee for a few spiritual stones.

If calculated, it is probably equivalent to the age of this young man at the moment.

At this moment, a hollow voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

"Only your clan can do such small favors. If you want to win people's hearts, you are still far from it!"

The voice was extremely ethereal, as if it was in the crowd or coming from the horizon.

In an instant, the entire venue fell silent.

Everyone couldn't help but look around, trying to find someone who was not satisfied, took advantage of others, and actually said such sarcastic words.

Only Mo Xun just stood there quietly.

The show has finally begun!

Zong Tonghai and several Jiedan people on the stage suddenly changed their expressions, and they all looked in a certain direction.

The next moment, wails resounded across the sky, and a flying crane with colorful feathers, in full view of everyone, seemed to be caught by something. In an instant, blood spattered everywhere, feathers filled the sky, and was torn into pieces. A lump of flesh and blood.

The bright red blood stains dyed the high platform where Feihe stood red.

Then, there were several more wails and screams.

In almost two or three breaths, all four flying cranes died tragically on the spot in the same way.

Tens of thousands of monks suddenly became restless.

It should be noted that each of these colorful feathered birds is a fifth-level spiritual beast. In terms of strength, it can be compared to the peak of foundation building.

And the cultivation level of a person who can kill them all in such a cruel way in such a short period of time is self-evident!

Zong Tonghai was not slow to react and shouted hurriedly.

"Close the mountain gate formation and don't let anyone go!"

Then, the wild voice sounded again.

"Hahaha... Since I dare to come today, I have no intention of leaving in a hurry!"

Zong Tonghai asked in a deep voice with an ugly face: "If you are a hidden rat, if you have the courage, you will show up and fight with me. Such a sneaky way is not what a pill-forming monk should do."

I saw Zong Tonghai looking to the left for a while, and then to the right.

He kept looking for the sneaky person who suddenly appeared, but every time he wanted to catch the trace of the other person, the person immediately changed his position.

"I'm just a rat, what can you do to me?"

As soon as the words fell, another scream came.

But this time, it was a foundation-building monk from the clan who was torn into pieces!

Seeing this bloody scene, some people screamed on the spot, and those low-level monks who had not experienced life and death were frightened and turned pale.

The crowd suddenly became panicked!

In the past, killing birds and cranes might have been considered cruel by people, but now, the effect is completely different.

Before the blood fell to the ground, Zong Tonghai finally moved!

Then there was a loud rumble, and then even the earth began to tremble.

In the midst of the smoke and dust, hundreds of monks who were close were directly blown away.

Some vomited blood and died in mid-air.

The crowd below the stage immediately fled in all directions in chaos, and screams and exclamations resounded throughout the forest in an instant.

The foundation-building monks were better off, after all, they could fly, but those Qi-refining monks had no choice but to flee in panic.

Mo Xun was just about to retreat when he found that the young monk next to him was lying on the ground for some reason, being stepped on by the panicked crowd.

He grabbed him and flew into the air.

Just when everyone wanted to escape, they were surprised to find that the Zong family had already closed the mountain gate formation, and all the restrictions were opened at the same time.

Looking at the stage again, when the smoke and dust dissipated, two figures standing in a stalemate were revealed.

One, of course, was Zong Tonghai.

However, the situation of the head of the Zong family was not very good.

Half of his body was stained with blood. Upon closer inspection, he was missing an arm, and blood was constantly flowing from the broken part.

At this moment, even standing there, he was trembling and a little unstable.

The other four Jindan of the Zong family stood in four directions, surrounding the two people in the field.

"Although I am not a good person, I think I am much better than you upright people who claim to be upright on the surface, but have done countless unscrupulous things in secret!"