Just like Jiucheng Mountain, it was originally a huge momentum, but once someone caught the handle and under the joint pressure of several major immortal sects, the interests of Jiucheng Mountain were mostly lost, and now it is a loss of vitality.

Min Qianzi never wanted to see such a scene, and she didn't want this kind of thing to happen because of herself.

Therefore, no matter what, you have to kill someone to silence him!

"Although Dongxuan is cunning, the mysterious magic machine he uses is also powerful. But I have discovered their weaknesses...

To deal with Dongxuan, you must use magical powers and never confront him head-on.

Whether you open the Yellow Spring Road directly and drive away millions of evil ghosts to attack and kill them. Or you can directly ask the guardian god to curse and kill them!"

That's right, Min Qianzi is definitely not stupid, and he has seen the method of "Ying Qingyun up close."

I already knew my weakness!

To deal with Qingyun, you can only use magical powers, and it is definitely not a face-to-face confrontation.

As long as he becomes a scattered immortal, Min Qianzi will master the supervisor of Yifudao, and the resources he can use far exceed that of Qingyun's imagination.

It will be easy to kill that cave mystery at that time!

Min Qianzi can't wait to become a scattered immortal!

However, suddenly, Min Qianzi's face changed slightly: "Just thinking about that Dongxuan, he actually sent me a message. Could it be that he wanted to force me to do something?"

Suddenly, his face turned pale.

He pointed his fingers and there was a flash of light around the corner of the wall, and the protection was removed.

There was a rippling white fire flashing in the air, and a paper crane immediately flew out.

Seeing this scene, Min Qianzi's face changed drastically again: "How is it possible? This is a method of scattered immortals..."

However, whether he believed it or not, the paper crane had already flown to him vividly.

Then he opened his mouth and heard a voice: "Haha, Fellow Daoist Min hasn't seen him for a long time, so I miss you very much."

Demonstration, this is a complete demonstration!

Min Qianzi's face turned blue and red, red and blue, so uncomfortable that she almost wanted to vomit blood.

This kind of paper crane transmission can only be used by the Sanxian Zhenren who disperses the spirit and sends it to others.

This cave Xuan clearly only has the realm of ghost immortals. When did he have the means of scattering immortals?

Is that guy always intentionally hiding and coaxing himself, or is he just breaking through to the Sanxian?

However, if it just made a breakthrough, how is it possible?

Min Qianzi was appointed as the Taoist magistrate, so he had enough resources, but it would take three or five months to break through to the immortal.

Even if Dong Xuan can use a little Gushan Spirit Vein, why can he break through to Sanxian faster than him?

This is simply impossible!

This is also the reason why Min Qianzi's face is blushing.

But whether he believes it or not, the facts are already in front of him.

The paper crane then heard the laughter of Qingyun and said, "By the way, Fellow Daoist Min, I'm a little nervous recently. Please ask Fellow Daoist Min to send me a thousand taels of gold!"

As he said this, the paper crane flapped its wings and turned into a fire again, disappearing!

"Damn it, damn it!!"

Min Qianzi scolded angrily, and almost had the idea of ​​smashing everything at hand.

That guy Dongxuan is here to demonstrate!

I just tell Min Qianzi clearly that you can deal with me if you become a scattered immortal!

Moreover, he actually asked Min Qianzi for money. He could ask for money at one thousand taels of gold at the first time he spoke!

Do you really think that Min Qianzi can turn stones into gold?

Min Qianzi was furious and suddenly waved his hand to re-block the formation to block his seclusion quiet room.

Then he laughed furiously: "It's crazy, it's really crazy! But that's good, let you crazy for a few days first.

Wuzhi Ye Dao, how can you know that even though they are all scattered immortals.

But the power that the Taoist supervisor can mobilize is not comparable to that of a wild Taoist like you!

When I become a Sanxian, it will be the death of your Dongxuan!"

Min Qianzi laughed loudly, and the laughter was cold to the bone.

"If you want spiritual treasures, I will give them to you! Let you be mad for two more days, hahahahaha..."

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"Fellow Daoist Min Qianzi must hate me so much now, hahahaha!" Wei Qingyun laughed.

Thinking that Min Qianzi's face would look good when she received the message from her paper crane!

However, Qingyun and Min Qianzi had dealt with each other and knew that even if this person was warned, he would only be honest for a while.

After all, I will find a way to deal with myself!

But, so what?

"At least now he will send the gold I want..."

Qingyun sneered: "At that time, just look at the gold he sent, you will know what this guy wants to do!"

In fact, it is not the purpose of asking for gold itself, but to judge Min Qianzi's attitude through this matter.

Is it that you are shocked by yourself and endure it honestly or do you turn your back on your face at all costs?

All of these are to be judged next!

He put away the cave mysterious mirror and looked at the time. It was almost noon.

Qingyun took out a purple elixir and put it into his mouth, and slowly swallowed it down.

A warm feeling slowly rose from the abdomen.

This one pill alone is enough for him to consume in three days!

And it was when it was underground, and it was completely breathing inside and constantly rushing.

In this case, a purple elixir would be enough for him to consume half a month to a month!

"There are not much Ziting Pills anymore, most of them were consumed when I entered the ground last time. It seems that in a few days, I should start the furnace and refine a Ziting Pills before talking about it!"

Thinking of this, Qingyun walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back and came to Jinxia Palace.

At this time, Qingyun always stayed in the thatched hut on the mountain.

As for Jinxia Palace, I will leave it to my disciples to take care of!

After so long, the disciples were trained one by one.

Especially Zhang Mao, as the senior brother, was in charge of the business, so he managed everything in Jinxia Palace in an orderly manner.

Moreover, because of his close relationship with the official, the incense in Jinxia Palace became more and more prosperous.

This Jinxia Palace alone can contribute 10 or 20 drops of Inspirational Light Oil to Qingyun every day.

This is also the reason why faith in the modern world is shaken. Otherwise, in terms of the scale of pilgrims, there will definitely be more than that!

"Master, why are you willing to come down the mountain?"

When they saw Qingyun's disciples, they all greeted Qingyun and even made fun of him.

When Wu Qingyun was originally in Jinxia Palace, he went into seclusion all day long, regardless of his business.

Now that I have returned to the hut, it is even more excessive. I haven't gone down the mountain once a few months, and I almost ignore the scenes in Jinxia Palace.

He threw everything to his young disciples...

By the way, how old is Zhang Maocai, the oldest among these disciples?

It seems like he was just eighteen this year?
Chapter completed!