And at this moment.

I saw Wan Jian Shanren walking into the main hall quickly, frowning and taking a look at the mediocre qi training disciple, as if he was confused as to why this inferior outer sect disciple was holding the Ethereal Sword.

But the people in Wanjianshan didn't think much about it, they just thought that the good man in Shangshui was opening his disciples' horizons.

Wan Jianshan man walked directly to the good man of Shangshui and said with an urgent look: "Have you finished your work at Houtu Peak? Has the great elder of the Soul Sect returned? Wan Jianfeng's competition platform is still waiting for him to repair it.

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"Well, I just came back." The good man in Shangshui nodded.

Wan Jianshan people suddenly took a breath of cold air: "Is it really so fast?"

"Yes, it is indeed a soul gate. It is so neat to drive souls to work!" The good man from Shangshui also expressed admiration: "More than a hundred soul slaves are moving bricks together. This kind of method is so terrifying!"

In the past two days, the Great Elder of Soul Sect spent only half a day repairing the entire competition ground at Shengshui Holy Peak.

Then there was nothing to do.

Not to mention, it is indeed the world-famous Soul Gate, and its construction technology is nothing to say. The repairs are perfect, and the Soul Gate technique is used to move bricks, which is really fast and good.

Then the other peak masters of the four peaks went to the good people in Shangshui and said that they should make the best use of all the good things and share the good things with everyone...

Therefore, the great elder of Soul Sect was shared...

But even so, the Great Elder of Soul Sect did not feel a little bit disappointed. On the contrary, seeing the appreciative smiles on everyone's faces, he felt particularly fulfilled and proud... This was much more dignified than the life he had imagined as a prisoner! Where was he?

He is a prisoner, but he is obviously a great working class person! He is here to help Wufeng solve his difficulties!

This is the joy of labor!

To be honest, apart from not being paid, the Great Elder of Soul Sect feels quite good and he is quite respected...

After Wan Jianshan said a few words, he left quickly and respectfully left with the great elder of the Soul Sect.

Before leaving, I didn’t forget to pay the good man of Shangshui a rental fee... After all, the great elder of the Soul Sect is now the “guest” of Shangshui Holy Peak!

At this moment, Wanjianshan people suddenly understood the thoughts of the good man in Shangshui.

How can it be appropriate to destroy the enemy and treat the enemy as a wage earner?

What's more, this wage earner doesn't need any money!

Not only do you not need money, but you are also down-to-earth and willing to work hard!

They even gave me money!

It is said that turning enemies into friends is the best strategy, but the good people in Shangshui are awesome. This is directly turning enemies into their own wage earners...

Not only the great elder of the Soul Sect, but now the entire Soul Sect looks like a wage earner.

Over the past ten thousand years, the secrets accumulated by the soul sect's elders and sect masters through hard work are about to be given to the Shengshui Holy Peak... Such wage earners are so terrifying!

From this point of view, the people of Wanjianshan admire the good people of Shangshui very much.

Is it bad to be a boss? Why do you want to kill others?

"The good man on the water is indeed as good as water, so terrifying!" Wan Jianshan people looked at the satisfied elder of the soul gate and admired in his heart.

Zhang Feng looked on with a complicated face.

This great elder of the Soul Sect is really pitiful.

This method of exploitation... it would be better to give him a happy life directly.

And at this moment.

Suddenly there is a ghostly atmosphere in the sky!

Soul Gate is here!

I saw countless figures forming a formation, and under the linkage, the dark ghostly energy was like blocking the sky and the sun, turning into countless fierce ghosts wandering a hundred miles away from the Sheung Shui Holy Peak.

If he hadn't been concerned about the terrifying formations and background of Shengshui Holy Peak, he would have rushed in long ago.

at this time.

Among the soul gate team.

"Master, why don't we rush in directly!"

"Yes, no matter how strong his mountain-protecting formation is, we have the Eighteen Yama Formations. We may not be at a disadvantage in terms of formation competition!"

"Master, go in! Let's settle old scores with them!"

A group of disciples were filled with indignation.

In fact, the people at the Soul Gate were quite embarrassed. You said that they didn't even dare to go in after they rushed over so aggressively and full of fighting spirit.

They don't even dare to set foot within a hundred miles radius.

The Shangshui Holy Peak is really too ruthless. How the hell did they get such a fortune? Who can withstand the dense formations covering hundreds of miles?

Old Man Yin Ming looked at the indignant disciples and elders with a complicated heart and twitching corners of his mouth.

He really didn't know how to say it... This time, he let them settle the score...

And at this moment.

The master of the Five Peaks walked out of the Shengshui Sacred Peak with a smile.

Behind him were a group of elders and disciples.

The good man from Shangshui greeted him from a distance with a warm face: "Here you come, brother."

Everyone in the Soul Sect: "???"

this?

Are you so fucking hospitable?

Can't you see why I came to Soul Sect? I came to settle accounts with you!

However, the good man from Shangshui continued: "Is the money ready? Can we settle the accounts?"

Old Man Yinming nodded with a complicated expression: "I've brought them all with me, let's settle the accounts."

At this moment, the scene was extremely silent.

Everyone in the Soul Sect stayed on the spot, looking at their sect leader in disbelief.

Looking at the familiar pen and notebook in Old Man Yinming's hand, everyone in the Soul Sect felt as if they understood something...

"Sect Master, who is it this time..." the second elder's mouth twitched.

Old Man Yin Ming sighed: "I asked the Great Elder to bring someone over to assassinate Zhang Feng..."

"Oh, isn't this for nothing?!" The second elder had a complex expression, "Sect Master, why do I feel that our Soul Sect is just a walking boy who spreads wealth?"

"Stop talking, let's reconcile the accounts. Everyone is in line." Old Man Yin Ming waved his hand with a look of despair.

The disciples and elders of the Soul Sect all lined up in a line with extremely complicated expressions and reported their accounts one after another.

"I came prepared this time. I brought three hundred high-grade spiritual stones, which is all my wealth."

"Sect Master, there are 3,800 low-grade magic weapons in the treasury, 500 medium-grade magic weapons, which can be worth tens of millions of high-grade spiritual stones. There are also thirteen high-grade magic weapons, which can be worth tens of millions of high-grade spiritual stones.

If we include the soul slaves in our hands..."

"Sect Master, there are three kinds of Qi-refining techniques in the Sutra Pavilion, five hundred kinds of Foundation-building techniques, eighty kinds of pill-forming techniques, and more than three hundred kinds of Kung Fu techniques, large and small..."

The elders and disciples said with ugly faces.

They never expected it.

The cruel words I had uttered at the beginning actually came true.

I really have to settle accounts again.

I originally came to kill him aggressively, but now I am just lining up to collect money to redeem him.

Are you a professional kidnapper when you go to Shui Sheng Peak or something like that?

However, no one was as embarrassed as last time when they couldn't raise money. This time, when everyone heard that they were going to settle accounts with Shengshui Sacred Peak, they all came prepared and brought their wealth with them... Well, I didn't know it was true at that time.

I came here to settle accounts, thinking I wanted revenge.

But no one spoke out against Old Man Yinming's decision.

After all, it was to save the great elder.

What a great character this is.

Everyone was moved in their hearts just by thinking about it.

"The relationship between the sect master and the great elder is really enviable."

"We must also learn from the elders and work conscientiously to contribute to the sect!"

Amid the admiration of many elders and disciples, Old Man Yin Ming finished the statistics with a gloomy face.

You are so envious!

Why do I want to save the great elder? Isn’t this just to survive?

Do you still want to learn from elders?

Taking a deep breath, Old Man Yin Ming suppressed his anger, ticked a few ticks in a small book, and calculated in a low voice: "The high-grade magic weapon is the treasure of my soul gate, it cannot be touched."

"The soul slave is the support of my soul gate and cannot be touched."

"Those spells can't be used, but the spells in the Qi refining period... no one wants those. Forget it, let's talk about it first."

"As for the skills... my soul gate skills cannot be leaked to others!"
Chapter completed!