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Chapter 4943

After the first group left, the second group came right after.

Song Hong stood guard at the door, responsible for welcoming these monks, waiting to enter and visit together.

Peng Shui also greeted him with a smile. It was just a show. He had been doing this in the Demon Sect for hundreds of years. He was very familiar with it and was not tired at all.

Then, these monks were as confused as those who had just come in.

Then he was stunned by Peng Shui's words, and then he said goodbye and left, preparing to return to the sect for business.

But in fact, they are also at a loss as to the actual situation within the Zhengqi Sect, its future development, and its strength.

In terms of strength, the six members of the Zhengqi Sect who have entered the Tribulation Realm have declined, and the two monks who have just entered the Tribulation Realm have not concealed their auras. This kind of strength is indeed good.

And according to Peng Shui's words, it seems that there are strong people behind him.

But to be fair, there is nothing left in this poor place like Jade League except for a good spring of fire and a good spiritual field.

The mountain gate is dilapidated, the buildings are in a mess, and the concentration of spiritual energy is insufficient. There must be no good spiritual veins underground.

If this Zhengqi Sect is really a powerful sect, why did it go to such a ghost place to establish a sect?

With full of doubts, everyone left one after another.

In this way, Peng Shui received groups of monks who came here in admiration and asked them to pass the true situation back to the nearby sects.

But as it approached noon, something went wrong.

"Fellow Daoist Peng, I am not a member of any sect. I come here this time and I have only one thing to ask of your Zhengqi Sect."

"The place you occupy is the original position of the Jade Alliance. I heard that you also killed Long Yue, right? So what Long Yue owes me should be counted on you."

Among the monks Peng Shui received this time, a shirtless, bald man over two meters tall asked with narrowed triangular eyes.

As soon as the bald man said this, several monks nearby suddenly changed their expressions and looked over with interest.

If you have a bald head, it actually doesn't make sense.

There are a lot of killings in the cultivation world. Some monks owe others spiritual coins and die unexpectedly. If they ask for compensation from their family, it will be regarded as unreasonable, let alone this situation.

And judging from the situation, this bald head is obviously like this on purpose, that is, he wants to cause trouble.

"Fellow Taoist, do you know this person?"

"I know that this bald man is the third son of the three Blood Demon brothers, a famous villain in this area."

These monks communicated with each other and soon learned the identity of this big man, and their purpose became clearer.

This is because Zhengqi Sect is preparing to establish a sect, so I want to blackmail him.

Everyone did not try to persuade him, but decided to see how Zhengqi Sect would deal with it.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know what Long Yue owes you." Peng Shui still smiled.

"Not much, just five fairy stones."

The bald man raised his hand and showed a slap.

"Fellow Taoist, it's a joke. I can't afford to pay for this kind of thing."

Peng Shui was still smiling, but he was already cursing in his heart.

What do you want, five immortal stones?

I have been in the Supreme Sect for so long, and I have cooperated with those mysterious monks to contact the demons outside the territory. I have gone through life and death, but I have only accumulated a dozen immortal stones.

Even if you really have the fairy stone, you can't give it to Long Yue. It's obviously blackmail.

"If you can't afford to pay, then ask those who can afford to pay to come out." The big man sneered.


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