"Really, even if the three of you work together, it won't be easy to keep me, right?" A chuckle from Suan Zhu came from Huan Luo's smoke.

"Fellow Daoist, just wait and see if the three of us can keep you here after Daoist Yu Yu breaks through the Jiaolong Crystal Palace. Except for the arrival of the Demon Lord more than two hundred years ago, there has been no great monk fighting in the Xiaohuan Realm for more than a thousand years.

You have already fallen in the middle, so you might as well set this precedent today, fellow Taoist. Furthermore, the dragon is from the sea clan, not your spirit clan, so why would you risk your life for it?" Ming Lin said unhurriedly.

said.

"The Jiaolong clan cannot be destroyed, and you don't want to wait for Ao Xun and Ye Ning to come back and go on a killing spree. You monks who are carrying inherited spiritual treasures are not afraid, but as for other people, as long as they dare to leave Nanzhou and go here

The ancient ocean will definitely go there and never come back." Suan Zhu said.

"What about the settlement of the Hai Clan's attack on Yuanxiao City more than a hundred years ago? If we don't give us an explanation this time, Nanzhou will not be able to hold its head high among the three realms!" Bai Yuheng responded.

"Since you set up the Thunder Formation in the Blue Sky, the bodies of dragons, black turtles, Kui Niu and other demon kings from several other tribes have been killed together with their Nascent Souls. Isn't that enough? Are you really from Nanzhou?

Do you want to become a quarrel with our spirit race? Besides,

There is still Venerable Dapeng in our spiritual clan. If it knows about this, what will you do? Even if you use the sect's treasures, how many times can you survive? Think about it carefully.

Stop when you see that." Suan Zhu said angrily.

This roar spread in all directions, and for a time it overpowered the rumbling thunder and the sound of the huge waves.

In addition to the ten demon kings who could not even escape the Nascent Soul, there were seven more who were killed physically.

This battle lasted for nearly two months, and it can be said that the results were fruitful.

When they heard about Venerable Dapeng, Yu Rui and Minglin, they couldn't help but hesitate. And the other thirty or so Yuanying monks couldn't help but agree.

Under the blue sky thunder formation, Yu Rui, who was controlling the thunder, suddenly turned over his hand and took out a purple bead, and a ray of consciousness sank into it.

After a breath or two, he put it away, waved his hand gently, and saw that the blue sky thunder formation suddenly became quiet.

He opened his mouth and said, and his voice spread in all directions: "Suan Zhu, if you want us to stop, you must show some sincerity, otherwise the dozens of us will have made this trip in vain?"

"The human heart is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant!" Suan Zhu responded coldly.

"Doesn't this mean you have a good appetite? Being able to eat is a blessing!" Yu Rui said with a smile.

"What else do you want?"

"The remaining thirty-six Dragon Transformation Pillars of the Jiaolong Clan."

"This is impossible. I have no right to make decisions about this thing."

"Look, there are thirty-five of us here this time. In addition to the seventeen bodies of the demon king that we killed before, you demon clans have joined forces to make up for eighteen more. I don't care how they came here, use each of you to

Those who were previously incarnated by the tribe, and those who only have a spiritual bone skeleton left. In addition, there are 350 medicinal plants unique to the deep sea, with a medicinal age of more than 5,000 years, and 350,000 high-grade spiritual stones. These are also not allowed.

How about more?" Lion Yu Rui said loudly.

The amount of spiritual energy needed by Yuanying monks for daily practice is about one to two high-grade spiritual stones. Even if it has other uses, it will only be around a thousand pieces in a year.

From the ore veins, about 800 high-grade spiritual stones are collected every year, as well as a small number of medium-grade and low-grade spiritual stones, which is about the amount of spiritual energy contained in 200 high-grade spiritual stones, and then they are no longer mined.

The amount of spiritual stones contained in a high-grade mineral vein is approximately three to four hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones.

Once the spiritual energy in the veins begins to weaken, that is, after approximately 50% of the reserves have been collected, Xuanyuan Sect will seal the entire vein and re-contain it.

With this opening, Yu Rui almost demanded an entire vein of minerals.

In addition, those deep-sea treasure medicines that are more than five thousand years old are worth a bit more than medicines of the same age in the Three Realms due to their rarity and scarcity.

Of course, the more valuable ones are the eighteen Yuanying Demon Clan spiritual bone skeletons.

Monks are inherently different kinds of spiritual beings from heaven and earth. Those who have cultivated to the realm of Nascent Soul have not breathed in a huge amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and taken various elixirs, the value of which is comparable to the elixirs that have been extinct in the world for ten thousand years.

After all, precious medicines that are five thousand or ten thousand years old are not simply doubled. Even if they are elixirs carefully cultivated in their five secret realms, their medicinal ages are only about seven or eight thousand years, and then

As time goes by, the potency of the medicine will no longer increase at all.

This is the reason of Xiaohuanjie itself. Except for the spiritual plants that have given birth to sanity, the power of elixirs in the world cannot exceed ten thousand years.

There are only a few plants whose medicinal age exceeds 10,000 years, such as the soul-nurturing tree in the Guzu Peak in Nanfa Temple, the spirit maple tree in the maple forest of Baimang Mountain, and the Udumbara flower in the secret realm of Baima Temple. Of course, the one in Wanlin Valley

The old monster Weimu used to be the same, but now he has transformed and ascended to the Linglong Realm with the Demon Lord.

Yu Rui's appetite directly made Suan Zhu reject it, "This is impossible. If we do this, we will continue to fight. When Ye Ning and Ao Xun come back, we will decide whether to live or die!"

"In business, if I make an offer and you counter-offer, we have to negotiate." Yu Rui said calmly.

The remaining thirty or so Human Nascent Soul cultivators all had joy on their faces. They knew that they would gain a lot this time. But at the same time, their vigilance did not drop even a little bit. They were all gearing up to discuss the matter.

If it doesn’t come together, then keep fighting.

Unless the Venerable Dapeng appears at this moment, it is absolutely impossible for them to compromise!

Although the Five Sects have controlled Nanzhou for more than 100,000 years, they, the later Nascent Soul monks, are usually unconvinced, but there is nothing they can do about it.

But this time, the benefits are evident. With their five sects taking the lead, they can also eat meat and drink soup from behind and reap the benefits.

"You humans also know that the remains of your ancestors cannot be insulted. These eighteen skeletons of our predecessors are not subject to discussion. There are also those precious medicines that are more than five thousand years old. We, the various clans of the Spiritual Race, can work together to come up with a hundred strains and a hundred thousand high-grade spiritual stones.

No more, no more. In addition, the ten Yuan Yings of Taoist friends you have detained must also be released." After Suan Zhu thought about it, he said.

"Fellow Taoist Suanzhu, you said that if the meat has been swallowed into the stomach, can it still be spit out? It is absolutely impossible to let go of these ten demon kings, but there is no need to take the eighteen spiritual bones, but the elixir and

The spirit stone cannot be changed," Yu Rui said. He also knew that he couldn't push too hard this time, so he took a step back.

Otherwise, once the fish is tied and the Dapeng Demon Lord gets involved, there will be no way to resolve the matter.

Suan Zhu thought about it for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I agree to this condition."

"Then take these things out now. As soon as we get the things, we leave immediately," Yu Rui said.

"Let us prepare a little, and I will deliver it to you personally in half a month." Suan Zhu said.

"Why delay any longer? The Jiaolong Clan and the demon lords of all your clans are here. I don't believe that we can't get these things." Yu Rui said reluctantly. He didn't want to delay it any longer. Who could?

Ensure that the other party will not go back on their word.

In short, if you don’t swallow the meat that reaches your mouth, you will be very hungry!

Suan Zhu fell silent, and the only dozen demon kings of various races left in this sea area were also hiding under the sea.

Although there are more demon kings from various tribes, it is impossible for them all to come out in full force, just like the Nascent Soul monks coming from Nanzhou this time are only a small part.

This sea area, which had been turbulent for nearly two months, ushered in a moment of calm.

After about a while of burning incense, Yu Rui, Bai Yuheng, and Ming Lin were already a little impatient.

"Whether I agree or not is up to you. Make your decision earlier, fellow Taoist Suanzhu!" Yu Rui said coldly.

"Okay, let's stop this time." Suan Zhu sighed, and then a puppet flew out of the hazy fantasy smoke, dived into the sea, and headed towards the Crystal Palace of the Dragon Clan.

At present, it is absolutely impossible for these human monks to let him go there in person, not even the clone transformed by Huan Luoyan.

After all, with the help of the Suanni clan's inherited spiritual treasure, Fuyaobi, these incarnations can be confused with the real ones.

Thirty-five human Yuanying monks stood out of thin air on the sea, waiting quietly.

About half an hour later, the puppet controlled by Suan Zhu flew out of the sea, threw a storage bag to Yu Rui, and said coldly: "Check it out."

Yu Rui did not directly take the storage bag, but flicked his sleeves, used magic power to form a palm, caught it, and then penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness and began to count it.

After more than ten breaths, he nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "The number of precious medicines and spiritual stones are correct. Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Then he said to the other Nascent Soul Taoists: "Put away the Blue Sky Thunder Pillar and let's go.

The monks from the five sects who were located in all directions and guarded the eight silver-white spiritual pillars immediately turned around and muttered extremely obscure magic formulas in their mouths. At the same time, they pinched the ten fingers of their hands and shot out a series of spiritual lights in coordination. The spiritual pillars slowly transformed.

Small, up to about three inches.

Then Yu Rui reached out and put the eight shrunken spiritual pillars into his sleeves.

When everyone saw this, their whole bodies were shrouded in light, and they all turned into rainbows of various colors, rising into the sky and disappearing in place.

…

…

In the Secret Realm of Nine Birds.

The Venerable Dapeng had been there for two days before Mingxin came.

When it was approaching the third day, it noticed that it felt vaguely rejected by the secret realm, and knew that the time limit for enlightenment had come.

But before leaving, Venerable Dapeng said slowly: "I didn't expect that there would be a Taoist friend from the human race staying in Xiaohuan today. Do you know my friend's name?"

"My Taoist name is Mingxin. You can also call me Blood Demon. Where's my fellow Taoist?" Mingxin smiled, revealing her white fangs.

"Fellow Taoist Mingxin, just call me Qingpeng. I'll see you next time!" said the Reverend Dapeng.

"Fellow Taoist, are you going to Nanzhou to stop the conflict between the two clans?" Ming Xin asked.

However, this Qingpeng shook his head and said:

"I have already helped once more than a hundred years ago, but this time they are just asking for trouble. The foundation of the five sects of Nanzhou cannot be shaken by a mere god-forming monk like me. If they are pressed, they will not be able to invite a few sleeping people.

I won't get much benefit from the gods. Instead of doing something destined to be in vain, I might as well see if I can find a counter-spiritual passage and ascend to the spirit world. Otherwise, when my life span is exhausted, everything will be lost.

It will be too late."

In those ancient times, when the spiritual power of Xiaohuanjie had not faded away, there were still Mahayana venerables in the five sects at that time. In addition, there were also monks who transcended tribulations and merged into one. Although the Mahayana monks left unknowingly, those
To be continued...