Even high-level disciples like Feng Zijun can only earn five hundred immortals in a month.
Among the disciples, only Bei Guo Xia and Jie Pan Xia were two, and their monthly salary reached the level of a thousand immortal stones.
Therefore, the contribution this time means that Bei Guoxia and Jie Panxia have lost one month's salary.
Senior disciples such as Feng Zijun will have to pay two months' salary. As for ordinary disciples, it is even worse. They will spend ten months' salary here.
As for Ye Meng, he hadn't received any salary yet, and he didn't even have any fairy stones on his body.
"Why, what are you doing in a daze, don't you want us to do it yourself?"
Wu Lai beside Qiang Road suddenly sneered when he saw the hesitation on the ancient Lianxian Gate.
"Look at you bear packs!"
"Tsk tusk, could it be that you ancient immortal gate, did you dare to be tough this time?"
Dajia and Jie She both also had ridiculous expressions, and they began to mock unscrupulously.
No way, since they moved here, the Mochizong Sect has been eroding the surrounding sects.
Facing the powerful Mochizong Sect, the surrounding sects dared not speak.
Can only endure his own territory silently, being eaten away a little bit.
Although Mochizong did this, he was already suspected of violating the laws of the immortal wasteland.
However, in the face of the powerful Mochizuki Sect, no one dared to sue.
Moreover, even if the complaint is filed, Xianhuangyu may not be in charge.
Because for the fairyland, as long as Mochizuki Sect does not destroy the surrounding sects, everything is not a big deal.
Therefore, the people of Mochizuki Sect are naturally more and more arrogant.
Every time I ask Daozong, I have a summon, and the hard-pressed ancient immortal gate will bleed once.
Because Mochizuki Sect is an ancient immortal gate, they must pass through to ask Dao Sect, and they can't get around it even if they want to go around.
For a long time, ancient Lianxianmen have become accustomed to this.
"Elder Eighth, should we give it?"
This time the leader of the team was Ye Meng, and Feng Zijun didn't dare to call the shots without authorization and began to persuade Ye Meng.
Ye Meng curled his mouth when he heard the words.
"Yes? Why do you want to? This baby still wants to rob them!"
The childish voice of his milky milk came out.
The robbers, robbers, robbers, and houses on the opposite side were suddenly furious!
"Presumptuous, who gave you the courage?"
"Little bastard, dare to be so arrogant to such a degree, are you tired of living?"
"After I worshipped Mochizuki Sect, it was the first time someone dared to say this to us!"
"If you don't learn well at a young age, learn to come out and pretend, does your old man know?"
The four of them glared at Ye Meng and yelled.
Ye Meng grinded her little tiger teeth when she heard the words.
"You scolded this baby, you are done!"
The voice fell, and his figure rushed out instantly!
Upon seeing this, Feng Zijun on the side turned white.
"It's over, it's over, it's really over this time!"
The disciples of the ancient immortal sect around him also looked miserable.
The Eighth Elder was too reckless, this time, he completely offended the Mochizuki four little dragons.
I want to spend another 23,000 immortal stones to buy road money and leave safely, I am afraid it is impossible!
This fee must be increased several times at least, and the other party will not give up.
Therefore, in the eyes of the disciples of the ancient immortal gate, the eighth elder Ye Meng really got into trouble and stabbed a hornet's nest!
When the Mochizuki four little dragons saw Ye Meng this little boy, they even dared to rush over, and immediately laughed in anger.
"I've seen an iron head, and I've never seen a little beast like you who doesn't hit Nanshan and doesn't look back!"