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Spirit Mountain Sect, receiving platform.

Every year at this time, the Spirit Mountain Sect would send a portion of their disciples to the surrounding cities and families, or to the surrounding villages and tribes to receive a year of tribute. At the same time, the Spirit Mountain Sect was responsible for protecting them.

This was also the reason why the Li family had clenched their teeth so desperately to hand over the offerings to the Spirit Mountain Sect. Not only to provide Li Chengfeng a path to cultivate, but also to protect the Li family from being bullied by Cheng'an.

For a cultivation sect like the Spirit Mountain Sect, although the great cultivators had transcended the five ordinary people and had transcended the illness of life and death, as long as they did not ascend to the Immortal Realm, it meant that they still had to rely on the cauldron to survive.

Even the poor could find a way out in the literary world; but martial arts practice required one to hone themselves from a young age. They did not have the money to hire a true martial art master, nor did they have the money to buy famous medicines or medicines to replenish the huge amount of energy and energy they had to expend to practice martial arts.

As for cultivation, even a well-off family would not dare to dream of such a thing. Not to mention the spiritual herbs required for cultivation, just the magical equipment needed for cultivation would cost an astronomical amount!

It was impossible for a sect to afford these expenses for every disciple. These expenses would need to be met by the new disciples. Otherwise, they would be eliminated.

And because of this, the more powerful the cultivation sects were, the more they would need many aristocratic families to provide them with large amounts of money every year. In return, these aristocratic families would have a better opportunity to start their own cultivation.

All of them were Spirit Mountain disciples who had come down the mountain to collect their offerings. In each of them was a small jade bag in their hands. This bag looked normal and normal, but it contained a huge amount of things.

At the foot of the mountain was a stone path made from stone steps, all the way to the entrance of the mountain. Behind the entrance was a flat and huge stone platform, tall and imposing. Most of the people who first submitted their offerings were the Patriarchs of the big families. They repaired the tall and big stone tables to display the might of the Spirit Mountain Sect, making people feel intimidated at first glance.

At the highest point of the high platform, there was a long green table, at the end of the stage, there was an exquisite and fine carving of a flower bed, on it was carved a exquisite and detailed formation, and every disciple who came down the mountain placed the Ruyi Sack in their hands onto the flower bed, and the ruyi bag would flash with a faint rainbow light and disappear, and immediately after, a few words that were like smoke or illusion would appear on the huge mirror embedded in the side of the stage, and it would contain the number of offerings within the Ruyi Bag.

In the middle of the stage stood a man with a mole on his left cheek. His name was Sun Boyi, and every time he saw the flower platform 'swallow' a string of numbers from a Ruyi bag, he would lightly wave his hand and a line of words would automatically appear on the account book in front of the counter, recording the series of numbers onto the table.

"The Ouyang Family of the East River will receive five thousand silver!"

"The Liu Family of Dongchuan accepts eight thousand silver taels!"

"The Xie Clan of Yinzhou accepts 4300 silver!"

"The Zhao Family of He Yue accepts 13,000 silver!"

"The Northwest Wars House accepts reverends … "One hundred thousand!"

This number shocked all the people in the queue and they all whispered to each other, "Northwest battle house? Which family? So rich? "

"Who else could it be? Of course it's the champion Hou Zhan family! "

"Ah?" Aren't they from the northwest? If you don't go to the western sects, why would you come to our Spirit Mountain? "

"What are you saying!?" What happened to our Spirit Mountain Sect? In the world of cultivation, the Spirit Mountain Sect was ranked third! How many people squeezed their heads out to enter the mountains to cultivate? A mere Zhan Clan, how can they be immune to such vulgarity? "

"Tsk, stop talking nonsense. Any aristocratic clan would divide their disciples among the various sects and clans in order to gain the support of the various families! Otherwise, do you think that the Northwest Warring House can stand guard over the Northwest for hundreds of years without falling? I wonder if the one who has come this time will be the dragon or the phoenix? "

"Truly ignorant and ill-informed. The dragon and the phoenix have long been committed to other sects. Only the pigs and the dogs are left behind. I just don't know if the one who came this time was a pig or a dog."

The champions had three sons and a daughter. Their talents were all different, and they were respectively called dragons, phoenixes, dogs, and pigs.

At the age of eight, he revealed his extraordinary side. He possessed astonishing talent for both civil and martial arts, and at the age of twelve, he was accepted into the World God School. At the age of fifteen, he successfully broke through to Foundation Establishment, breaking his cultivation record, breaking the cultivation record, and at the age of twenty, he managed to cultivate an indestructible body, shocking the entire world!

Not only was she extremely beautiful, but she was also a rare talented female cultivator. When she was ten years old, she was accepted as a personal disciple of the Phoenix Martial Pavilion, and before she turned thirteen, she successfully built her foundation. She broke the record set by Zhan Qitian, breaking the record of the earliest foundation set by female cultivators and shaking the world.

But after this one dragon and one phoenix, the remaining two children, because they lived under the halos of their elder brother and elder sister, appeared to have mediocre talents. They were known as "pigs" and "dogs", and thought that one only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun while the other was conservative.

The group of people spoke softly, and suddenly, no one knew where they started, but all of them kept quiet. The silence spread out like waves, and soon, the bustling mountain gate became completely silent.

An old man was dragging a cart, and in the cart was a man wearing a robe. Everyone saw that the man on the cart looked as if he was being roasted by fire, and his face was extremely ugly. His two eyes were all gone, leaving behind two terrifying black holes, and he was covered in blood!

This situation was quite scary. Everyone was silent for a while.

Sun Boyi, who was recording, saw this and was immediately stunned. He didn't think much of it, but upon closer inspection, this person's body seemed somewhat familiar. With another glance, his eyes immediately became livid with rage as he cried out in grief, "Brother!"

Sun Boyi instantly rushed over and caught his brother. He only took a glance at him and was immediately shocked by his brother's miserable state. He fiercely turned around and grabbed the old man's neck, gritting his teeth, "It's you? You did it? "

The old man was strangled to the point that he couldn't breathe. He struggled to say, "No, no, with this old servant … …" No …. "It doesn't matter …"

Sun Boyi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "Then why is he doing this!?"

In just a breath's time, the old man was almost choked to death. The disciples watching on the side were all silent, not daring to make a sound. At this time, a middle dark green cultivator standing on the side said, "Sun Boyi, stop!"

Sun Boyi took a few deep breaths and then suddenly let go. The old man fell to the ground and began to cough violently. He raised his face and tried to defend himself, "High Scholar Ming Lin, this old servant is innocent!"

The Green Edge Cultivator stepped forward and carefully examined Sun Boyi's brother. His face was filled with doubt: "What exactly is going on?"

The old man got up, bowed his back, and cupped his hands as he said hoarsely, "This old servant is Cheng An, the manager of the Yue Clan, Li Kun! A few days ago, when Master came to my Li family to accept you as his master, he was attacked at the mouth of Hu Tong! This happened close to our Lee family. The Lee family sent this old servant here to escort Master back to the mountain and explain the situation clearly! I hope everyone can observe the situation! "

As he spoke, Li Kun kowtowed non-stop, his head hitting the hard limestone floor with a clanging sound.

The green-scaled cultivator laughed coldly, "Hmph, I sent you, an old man, to die for my sake, right?"

Sun Boyi suddenly roared, "Impossible! Who would hurt my brother like this just for a mere salary!?"

The Green Edge Cultivator frowned and stared at Li Kun with a gaze as sharp as lightning. Although Li Kun had a fearful expression, he did not seem to be lying. He nodded his head slightly and said: "He is still alive, but he has lost his mind.

Sun Boyi kneeled on the ground and cried, "Senior Zhang, I grew up as a brother. He is the only family in the world. I hope that Senior Zhang can save him. Boya is willing to work hard for Senior Zhang!"

Martial Uncle Zhang waved his hand and said: "Since they are all disciples of the Spirit Mountain Sect, then it is naturally our responsibility. Someone come, bring them back first. Let's wait for the Sect Leader to take a look first. "

At this time, a disciple came forward and helped Sun Boyi's older brother up the mountain.

Martial Uncle Zhang turned his head towards Li Kun and coldly said, "Since you said that he had been robbed, then it seems that the Li family's Guardian will not be able to hand it over this time?"

Li Kun quickly said, "Of course not! Since the master was killed at the Li family estate, it will be difficult for us, the Moon Washing Li family, to carry out our heavy responsibility.

When Martial Uncle Zhang heard this, his cold expression immediately softened.

"Sorry?" Sun Boyi gnashed his teeth as he looked at Li Kun with a fierce gaze. "Your Li family will pay with your life!"

"Sun Boyi!" Kneel down! " Martial Uncle Zhang coldly scolded. Sun Boyi was so frightened that he immediately knelt down on the spot.

Martial Uncle Zhang said, "Things haven't been investigated yet, so stop spouting nonsense!"

Sun Boyi's eyes filled with tears. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Yes!"

Li Kun said, "Because we don't have any master magical equipment or immortal equipment to store the money, the convoy has stopped at the foot of the mountain. "Master, please follow me down the mountain and collect my salary."

Martial Uncle Zhang slightly nodded. He predicted that the Washing Moon Sect wouldn't dare to play any tricks, so he said to the two disciples, "You two leave him be."

After that, Martial Uncle Zhang glanced at Li Kun and said, "Follow me and explain what happened. If the Li family is innocent, then we'll naturally deal with them fairly. If we find out that you're calling for thieves … "Hum, hum, hum!"

Martial Uncle Zhang let out a heavy snort. That sound was like a heavy hammer that smashed into Li Kun's heart, causing his originally hunched back to bend even more.

Martial Uncle Zhang turned his head and was about to leave, but he saw Sun Boyi still kneeling on the ground. He gnashed his teeth and his face distorted as he scolded: "What are you standing there for? Why aren't you entering the book yet? "

Sun Boyi crawled up and glared hatefully at Li Kun who left with Martial Senior Zhang. He clenched his teeth and used his hand to rub the table. Immediately, a line of blood-red text appeared on the tabernacle: Cheng An wash moon Li family, accept 10,000 silver!

This line of text was abnormally red, as if it was dripping with blood!

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