"Stupid! Now the plan cannot keep up with the changes. This longevity Taoist was able to kill the golden elixir when he was a fake elixir. Now that he has become a golden elixir, I may not be able to force him back.

Moreover, with this person’s potential, the future is immeasurable.”

Zhuang Fangyu's face was gloomy and ugly, and he stared at Panfeng coldly and said, "When I asked you to investigate the details of Luoshan City, you only found out about Nanshan Zong Zhuxun, and then you couldn't take it, so I had to take action.

Unexpectedly, another Taoist of longevity appeared in the middle. If we had known that it was Taoist of longevity, why would we have touched the hot potato of Luoshan City earlier?"

When Pan Feng heard this, he looked ashamed and lowered his head.

He knew that at that time, the ancestor had already fired his bow and had no chance of turning back. In order to ensure that the others surrendered and moved away, even if they learned that Luoshan City belonged to Changshou Daozi, they had to take it by force. However, he was also prepared for a war in the next few years.

When it's over, prepare to evacuate from here.

Luoshan City will be returned to its original owner by then, and the resources of other companies will also be depleted.

No matter how powerful Changshou Daozi is, he will not be so bored that he takes back Luoshan City and has to fight with a middle-stage Jindan monk.

But now, the plan really couldn't keep up with the changes, and Changshou Daozi unexpectedly broke through the golden elixir so quickly.

This makes the situation difficult to end.

Because of this critical moment, the Hanji Sect has established absolute prestige in this area, and it has a war order. It will never give up easily just because Changshou Daozi comes to ask for the territory, otherwise where is the prestige.

"Pack your things and let's go! We will take the initiative to meet with this Taoist, hoping that he can understand the situation and not embarrass me."

Zhuang Fangyu stood up, waved, flew out of the hall, and sat on a flying magic weapon that looked like a golden chariot, with two foundation-building monsters pulling it in front, looking very impressive.

Panfeng followed immediately, called on his disciples to send the eight carefully selected female Qi practitioners to the spirit boat, and then quickly left.

Seeing that one of the eight female cultivators was actually crying, Panfeng suddenly turned cold and scolded him.

"I don't know what it means. I asked you to serve Senior Jindan. This is a great gift given to you. Who can show it to you with a sad face?"

A group of female cultivators were immediately frightened by the power of the foundation-building spirit, and their faces turned pale. They all bowed and knelt down, feeling terrified in their hearts.

They are also extraordinary female cultivators. Some are descendants of immortal cultivating families, while others are princesses from mortal dynasties who were sent to join the immortal sect. Each of them has a beautiful face, excellent temperament, and is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Although the ones with the best qualifications only have middle-grade spiritual roots, they are definitely excellent resources for female cultivators. Marrying a cultivator of the same realm requires a lot of gifts, and each of them used to be arrogant in their respective territories.

The master is now being sent to serve Senior Jin Dan.

Whether there is good fortune or not, smart people know that sometimes good fortune may not be there. If you encounter some people with weird hobbies, you may lose your life.

As for the female qi-training cultivators who are fascinated by the golden elixir overhaul and the phoenix flying on the branches, they dare not have such a dream.

Panfeng's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly, "I have chosen you, and you have no room to refuse. Think about your family.

If you don't win the favor of Senior Jindan this time, there is no need for you to stay in the sect. There happens to be a shortage of people on the battlefield. The other disciples have shed their blood for the sect and the Southern Territory. If you don't have some beauty value,

, how can you still stay in the sect and practice with peace of mind?"

When the eight female cultivators heard this, they were even more frightened, but they could only calm down their emotions immediately and force themselves to smile.

Zhuang Fangyu, who was in the golden chariot in front, remained indifferent.

Each sect has its own way of doing things, and not every sect is as soft-spoken as the Changshou Sect.

The style of Hanji Sect is actually similar to that of many immortal sects, which are indifferent to cultivating immortals, have limited resources, and put profits first.

Join the Hanji Sect, obtain the Hanji Immortal Law, be under the protection of the Hanji Sect, practice in the land of spiritual veins, and be taught by the elders of the sect. This is to obtain the three things of 'wealth, companionship, law, and earth'

The resources of 'love, law, and land'.

Hanji Sect also received the resources of ‘disciples’ accordingly.

The resources of disciples can also create wealth for the sect.

Even disciples themselves are a kind of wealth.

If you can make a good friend of a large Jindan Taoist by sending a female disciple out of the house, it will be a sure-profit deal. Not only will you resolve a grudge, but you will also gain a new connection. This is the most normal thing among superiors.

exchange of resources.

What Changshou Daozi lost was nothing more than two first-level spiritual veins and the right to use a mountain city for several years.

He can also promise that he will never destroy his spiritual veins.

It was a win-win situation for both sides. What was sacrificed was the happiness of some female disciples, and what was harvested were the resources and interests of other immortal cultivating families.

The money of the wealthy gentry was returned in full, and the money of the common people was divided into 30 and 70.

The Hanji Sect has gained the prestige and benefits it needs to maintain, and the loss of Changshou Daozi can also be compensated, so why not do it.

Zhuang Fangyu couldn't think of a reason why Chen Dengming would refuse.

Not long after, the outline of the city where they gathered was seen in front of them.

But at this moment, Panfeng, who was on the spirit boat, suddenly widened his eyes and saw a figure flying out of the city opposite, emitting a subtle golden light.

That figure was like a golden sun, eclipsing everything in the surrounding environment.

The air around him was distorted, turning into a blur of ripples as he flew. What was even more chilling was that a large amount of spiritual energy seemed to be sucked to his side, forming a miraculous aurora.

"Taozi of longevity!?"

The eight female cultivators behind him had already fainted. At this moment when climbing the peak, they felt as if their consciousness was being burned by a scorching sun that burned everything.

That terrifying spiritual power was burning his spirit, and his heart seemed to be burning with anxiety, filled with a strong sense of crisis.

fear!

There are still more than ten miles away, and the divine consciousness spread by Changshou Daozi seems to contain anger. Even if the target is mainly the ancestor in the golden chariot in front, the aftermath is just too much for a late-stage foundation-building monk like him to bear.

live.

"Taozi Changshou, why are you so angry?"

At this time, a huge and cold power of spiritual consciousness spread out from the golden sticky in front.

Climbing the peak, I immediately felt relaxed and my back was covered in cold sweat.

Suddenly, at this moment, a cold snort was like a giant hammer hitting hard, reaching into the soul and causing a roar.

"Old ghost Zhuang! Mr. Chen has always respected me as much as I respect others. You robbed my city and injured my brother. Do you still expect me to be polite?"

boom!--

Panfeng felt a huge shock all over his body, his heart thumped, and his head felt like it was about to explode.

He felt a pressure as if the world was collapsing, coming over him.

The golden light burning the soul and spirit on the opposite side shines brightly, and a majestic figure seems to appear in the vast golden light, reflecting the soul, with sharp eyes and white hair with evil intent.

His face suddenly turned as blue as a hen laying eggs, his spine tightened, and his calves became cramped.

The foundation-building monsters on both trailers also roared in fear.

Inside the golden chariot, Zhuang Fangyu frowned and stepped out, his body gradually glowing with golden light, and he said calmly.

"Your Highness Daozi, this Luoshan City is a land acquisition in a war zone. This is not a robbery. I have already promised that after the war is over, this city will be returned to you."

Chen Dengming stood in the air with his hands behind his back, his whole body was surrounded by dazzling golden light of elixir power, and his strong spiritual power faced off against Zhuang Fangyu. Suddenly, silver light condensed in his eyes, and a soul-stirring aura surged up, and he said calmly.

"Your promise is to use force to drive away my brother. I will not agree! I will take back Luoshan City today."
Chapter completed!