On the spiritual boat, some cultivators with slightly lower cultivation were even shocked by the pressure and kneeled down to the ground, their faces pale and sweaty.

"The talk broke down?"

Qin Cheng looked up and looked up.

Although Zheng Yun and the one-eyed man kept talking, Qin Cheng had no intention of listening to any situation.

"Fellow Daoist, do you really want to kill the death?"

Zheng Yun took a breath and his eyes became cold.

He also secretly scolded himself for being unlucky, and he happened to encounter such a situation in Qingshan Sect.

"Not mentioning Qingshan Sect, are you going to completely offend me, Jubao Pavilion?"

Jubao Pavilion dares to do business here, so naturally it is not a soft guy who can be bullied.

"You Jubao Pavilion is just a business force, so what if you offend you?" The man narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.

"This fellow Taoist is right. Jubao Pavilion is indeed a place where harmony makes money, but if someone deliberately provokes, Jubao Pavilion will not sit idly by." Zheng Yun sneered.

"You can naturally kill us and others to cover up the information, but there are special priests in my Jubao Pavilion. Although you may not find everyone, you will record the aura of your life."

"At that time, you will enter the Jubao Pavilion's list of killings. Not only will you lose the qualification to buy and sell in Jubao Pavilion forever, but once you find out, the worshippers of Jubao Pavilion in various places will surround you until you wait for your breath to dissipate."

"You scare me."

The one-eyed man's pupils shrank and was chased and killed. In fact, they were not too afraid. After all, as a demon cultivator, he licked blood on the tip of a knife every day.

But Jubao Pavilion is a thing that sells various monks in the mainland. Even if they snatch spiritual coins, they will spend money on Jubao Pavilion. As a result, they will not be able to enter it for life?

"If fellow Taoists don't believe it, you can try it yourself." Zheng Yun said.

"What do you mean is that we mobilize all our troops to set up ambush, and we will let you go?" The bald man couldn't hold his arms and said angrily.

"According to the rules of Jubao Pavilion, each person can give you fifty purple gold spirit coins, what do you think."

The one-eyed man's eyes turned and did not answer immediately.

After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you the face of Jubao Pavilion, let everyone get off the flying boat, and each of them hand over fifty purple gold spirit coins."

Zheng Yun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the other party's agreement, but he frowned again when he asked everyone to get off the boat.

"Fellow Taoist, why do you still want them to leave the spiritual boat?"

"Haha, I know if there are any Tibetans on your spiritual boat. And if we don't enter the spiritual boat, we won't be attacked by you." The one-eyed man snorted coldly.

Zheng Yun was a little hesitant, but when he thought about how to solve the problem successfully, he didn't say anything more.

He flew back to the spiritual boat and told the situation.

Everyone had different expressions. Fifty purple gold spirit coins were nothing to some people, but they were a lot of money to some people.

However, Jubao Pavilion has long been saying first, and it is better to use money to buy life than to be killed by a demon cultivator, so everyone didn't say anything.

"Do you have to pay these demon cultivators if you want money? Can't you deal with it?"

The woman in pink brought by Jiang Yuqing looked a little hot-hearted. After hearing this, she frowned and felt a little unhappy.

"Fellow Taoist, your cultivation level has reached the sixth level of the Combination Realm, and you may have the trump card and can have the power to fight with the other party, but most of the cultivators here are in the divine distraction realm. If they really fight, what should they do?"

Zheng Yun shook his head and said, "As the guardian elder, I am for the safety of most monks, so fellow Taoists hope you will be more restrained."

The woman in pink was even more unhappy and wanted to say something, but Jiang Yuqing patted the back of her hand and gestured with her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, can you make sure that we hand over the spirit coins, and the other party will let them go?" Qin Cheng suddenly asked.


Chapter completed!