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"My master's divine might is unrivalled, and under the Building Foundation Stage, no one can match him. If it wasn't for you scheming and scheming, my master wouldn't have been captured alive by you all!" The group of purple clothed warriors were indignant, and shouted angrily at Zhang Mazi and the others.

"Victory is victory. A loss was a loss! You just need to know that your master is already in our hands, and if you don't want your master to lose his life here, you better be obedient! " Yu Liuyun rolled his eyes, and fiercely stared at the group of purple clothed people, and laughed coldly.

A group of purple clothed people gathered in front of the courtyard Yu Han was in, looked at each other. Their master, Liu Qingshan, had fallen into the hands of Yu Han and the rest, causing them to become timid of themselves.

"That makes sense!" This suggestion instantly obtained the approval of all the violet-clothed people.

"Seniors, please uphold justice for my master!" A group of purple-clothed people hastily ran to the rogue cultivators that were still standing at their original spot. They kowtowed and begged.

The crowd of rogue cultivators had long since recovered from the extreme shock.

"That daoist friend actually has a treasure like a magic tool?" This is a magical equipment, even many of the Building Foundation Stage's seniors would find it extremely difficult to obtain one! " Some people could not stop sighing as their faces were filled with jealousy.

"Dao sects are wealthy, and those disciples from the great Dao sects really can't be underestimated. I wonder, which sect did this Fellow Daoist come from?" "He is only at the Mortal Realm, but he has been bestowed with a defensive magic tool!" Some people sighed, as if they were lamenting the difficulty of these rogue cultivators.

"This old thing Liu Qingshan, you normally take advantage of your seniority, but this time he has cheated. Let's see how he still has the face to continue hanging around in Jing Prefecture from now on!" Some people took joy in Liu Qingshan's misfortune, and of the cultivators that lived in the courtyard, not everyone was friendly with Liu Qingshan.

"Everyone, Liu Qingshan is a cultivator at the peak of the ninth layer of Qi Cultivating Stage. Once the magic tool in his hand is used, Liu Qingshan will be at the mercy of others. An old man with a thin face frowned as he cautiously spoke to the people around him.

"The strength of the rest of us are comparable to Liu Qingshan, I'm afraid none of our performance will be any better than Liu Qingshan's mirror, maybe only the seniors of Building Foundation Stage can stop the terrifying power of that mirror!" The scar-faced man's expression had already become extremely ugly, he looked at the courtyard where Yu Han and the rest were at, and said slowly.

"It's a mirror-like magic tool. Once it shines, it will cause people to be unable to move. I seem to have heard of the rumors about this magic tool somewhere before!" Some people had doubts in their hearts, as if they were talking to themselves.

The moment this person's words came out, most of the cultivators instantly fell silent.

Qing Huazong's sect guarding treasure, the Green Spirit Mirror, was extremely famous in the Jing Prefecture. It was rare to see a cultivator with some experience who had never heard of the mighty and powerful Green Spirit Mirror before.

"Green Spirit Mirror!" After a short period of silence, several exclamations sounded at almost the same time.

"So these people are actually Qing Huazong's men!" A group of rogue cultivators came to a realization.

"The Lord of White Wolf Mountain is preparing to establish their own sect. At this point in time, Qing Huazong and his men have already brought their clan's treasure, the Green Spirit Mirror, to the White Wolf Mountain. Just what are they planning to do?" Although they understood the 'identity' of Yu Han and the rest, the Dao cultivators before them were even more suspicious.

"The White Wolf Mountain does have a Spiritual Pulse!" Someone could not help but guess.

A spirit vein was already hard to find, and at least ninety percent of it had already fallen into the hands of the various great Dao sects. With Qing Huazong's little background, it would definitely not be too realistic to fight against the other Dao sects for the sake of a spirit vein.

In Qing Huazong's eyes, the Lord of White Wolf Mountain was an easy target. It would not be strange if Qing Huazong had any intentions of going for the White Wolf Mountain's Spirit Vein.

"We cannot offend Qing Huazong. If we continue to stay and watch the ceremony, would Qing Huazong really attack White Wolf Mountain? Will we be the ones to get caught up in this mess? " The group of rogue cultivators looked at each other, at a loss of what to do, and many of them nodded their heads in tacit agreement. They had already made their decision, and quickly found an excuse to leave White Wolf Mountain.

"Seniors, please uphold justice for my master!" The group of purple-clothed warriors under Liu Qingshan rushed over just at this time.

"Justice? That old thing Liu Qingshan, he couldn't keep his eyes open and offended others. Now that he has suffered a great loss, what does it have to do with us! "

"You bunch of reckless fools. Your master has already been captured alive, do you still want to drag us into the water? Before I get angry, get the hell away from me. Otherwise, you all can stay here forever! "

… ….

The begging of this group of purple clothed martial artists caused several rogue cultivators to curse at them angrily.

Although Qing Huazong was only the lowest level of Grade Nine Dao Gate, he was still not someone that Qi Disciple cultivators like them, who had yet to reach Foundation Establishment, could provoke. Since they knew the 'identity' of Yu Han and the rest, how could these rogue cultivators be willing to offend Yu Han and the rest just for the sake of Liu Qingshan, who did not have a deep friendship with him.

The rogue cultivators cursed out loud, but the purple-clothed warriors did not leave, and instead, turned their gaze to the few rogue cultivators who had a good relationship with Liu Qingshan.

"Senior Wang, do you remember a few years ago when you came to our Clear Lake Mountain and unintentionally met my mistress, you became so perverted that you actually forced yourself on her, and after my master found out about this, he only laughed and gave my mistress directly to you as a concubine. Master treated you with such kindness, but you did say at the time that if Master had any matters, you could help him with them at any time, and now, when Master has something, you also want to stand outside and ignore them?" The gazes of most of the people in purple were gathered on the handsome, thin, old man who seemed to be filled with righteousness.

The skinny old man was called Wang Lin, and he had a thirty-year relationship with Liu Qingshan. In the years that Liu Qingshan had been friends with Wang Lin, Liu Qingshan had helped him quite a bit.

"Fellow brothers, I am also extremely furious that the Brother Qingshan was captured alive. However, my strength is inferior to the Brother Qingshan's, even if I am willing to help, I still do not have enough strength!" He sighed and said: "A few years ago, regarding your Patriarch's mother, I suggest that you do not mention it again. If I remember correctly, Qing Er was also forcefully snatched away by the Brother Qingshan to the top of the mountain. What the Brother Qingshan is fond of is only Qing Er's beauty, and only I, Wang Lin, and your mistress, Qing'er, is the one who truly loves you? Do you understand? The reason I accepted Qing Er as my concubine was only to let her leave this sea of suffering! "

Although Wang Lin's words sounded good, the most important reason was that he did not want to offend Qing Huazong because of him.

"Senior Lin?" What about you? There are many times when death is inevitable. If it were not for Master's help, how could you have escaped to the sky and stood here safe and sound? Could it be that you will not save your master? " Wang Lin's taciturn rejection caused most of the purple-clothed people's faces to turn ashen. They placed their final hope on a refined middle-aged man who looked like an elegant gentleman.

"Life and death are always in the sky, you can rest assured, I gave the Brother Qingshan a divination yesterday, he was blessed by the heavens, if not, there would be someone willing to help him, and according to my calculations, he would be able to live for at least another hundred years, but what a pity, the divination says that I am not the Brother Qingshan's important person, I cannot go against the heavens!" Otherwise, even if I have to sacrifice this old life of mine, I will definitely help Brother Qingshan out this time! " The middle-aged scholar, Lin Ruofeng, was in a very good mood. After pinching his fingers for a while, he let out a long sigh and said.

Amongst the crowd of rogue cultivators, the person who had the closest relationship with Liu Qingshan was none other than Wang Lin and Lin Ruofeng.

and Lin Ruofeng had the same reaction when faced with the begging of the group of purple-clothed warriors. It was even more impossible for them to get other people to help Liu Qingshan.

"When my master was in his good times, all of you took the initiative to visit and build some relations with my master, fearing that you would end up behind him. Now that my master is in trouble, all of you, in the blink of an eye, turn hostile, fearing that my master's matter will implicate all of you!"

"So this is a friend of life and death? Is this a close friend? Wang Lin, Lin Ruofeng, my master is too embarrassed to be your partner! "

… ….

The group of purple robed men were all extremely furious, a few of them even angrily shouted at Wang Lin and the rest.