Chapter 4370 The Deception of the Divine Fortune Teller

Although the reckoners still don't know what happened specifically, looking at the expressions of these big shots, they should be safe, so they have nothing to worry about.

All the effort is worth it.

"You guys go down first. Go directly to Hou Zhentian to help you compensate for your losses. Everyone can get fifty pills." At this time, Jiang Yihuan said.

Hearing this, these people couldn't help but show joy on their faces. You must know that fifty pills may be nothing to a person of Jiang Yihuan's level, but for these few of them, their cultivation levels are still high. For a relatively low-level monk, it is undoubtedly a huge gain.

They are suffering a lot of losses now, but if they just want to recover, they won't be able to use so many pills, so the extra pills will naturally become their reward.

"Is it true what you said?"

After everyone present had left, Ye Zun asked again.

You must know that the Holy Sect is so powerful, and Wang Feng entered the power of this Holy Sect alone.

If the Holy Sect really wanted to murder Wang Feng, with Wang Feng's ability alone, it would be very difficult for him to come back, so Ye Zun felt that this matter was not that simple.

"Don't worry, can what I say still be false? And what good can I gain by lying to you?"

Having said this, the fortune teller turned his attention to Jiang Yihuan and said, "Since those people can get compensation from the elixirs, as the person who has paid the most, can I get more elixirs?"

"Don't worry, everyone gets it."

Jiang Yihuan stretched out one of his fingers and said, "They can only take fifty pills, but for you, I can ask Hou Zhentian to give you ten thousand pills. Is this reasonable compensation?"

"roll!"

Hearing this, the fortune teller was furious. You know how many pills he had on him before. He didn't even pay attention to a mere 10,000 pills. Moreover, if he went out to help others calculate, the pills he got would probably be More than this amount, such a small amount of pills is like a huge insult to the fortune teller.

"Right now is an abnormal period, and the loss of elixirs is particularly important to us. Just make do with it first. If you think this elixir is too little, wait until Wang Feng comes back, and then ask him for it in person. Bar."

Jiang Yihuan understood how big the fortune teller's appetite was. Even if he was given one million pills, let alone 10,000 pills, I'm afraid the fortune teller would accept them all and would never be polite to him.

Everyone needs to use elixirs now, especially now that the spiritual energy in the palace has dropped sharply to a level far lower than outside. Under such circumstances, these elixirs containing power are particularly precious.

If I was given too many elixirs, the fortune teller would just keep them and not use them.

But once these elixirs are given to monks who have room to advance, they may use the power of these elixirs to directly break through to a higher level.

As the saying goes, good steel must be used on the blade, so it is absolutely impossible for the fortune teller to get more pills, and Jiang Yihuan does not have that much power to control it.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back and take a rest."

Since the fortune teller had already said that Wang Feng was fine, it would be meaningless for Ye Zun to ask again, so at this moment he shook his head, turned around and left here.

He didn't ask about the elixirs. After all, he still had a lot of elixirs that Wang Feng had given to them, so even if he couldn't get a single elixir as compensation now, he could still recover.

"You are cruel. When Wang Feng comes back, I will definitely complain to him. I said you are going to kill me."

"Is it so serious?" Jiang Yihuan was speechless after hearing this.

It's just that some pills were given less, and the fortune teller actually framed himself and said he wanted to kill him. This is simply nonsense and has no basis.

"Anyway, there are only 10,000 pills. If you want them, go to Hou Zhentian and ask for them. If you don't want them, forget it. You can save this amount of money."

"I'm too lazy to tell you, I'm going to get the elixir."

While talking, the fortune teller also stood up and left to find Hou Zhentian.

After the divine fortune teller walked far away, to a place where no one could see him, the divine fortune teller took a deep breath and sighed in his heart.

He said before that Wang Feng was safe, but in fact he lied to everyone present. He knew that Wang Feng's position in their hearts was like the backbone. If something went wrong with Wang Feng, the entire palace might be affected. Falling into chaos.

Although the fortune teller is quite deceitful, and sometimes he doesn't even recognize his parents, he is not stupid. He knows that once he tells the truth, it might be a different scene now.

He is the only one who has seen Wang Feng's future, so he is the only one who understands how difficult Wang Feng's current situation is.

In his calculations, he had already noticed that there was a very serious crisis in Wang Feng, which might even endanger Wang Feng's life.

Even someone as strong as Wang Feng may not be able to resist. Deceiving everyone can temporarily stabilize everyone, so only he knows the true situation.

"Boy, whether you can survive or not depends on your own destiny."

Looking at the sky, the fortune teller muttered silently in his heart. He did not dare to speak out because he was afraid that someone would overhear him, so he could only hide this matter in his heart.

The Holy Sect is so strong, and although Wang Feng has broken through to the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, facing such a behemoth as the Holy Sect, Wang Feng cannot get any benefits.

As the saying goes, an arm cannot twist a thigh. No matter how powerful Wang Feng is, he is only one person after all.

Now he just hopes that Wang Fengji will have his own destiny, but other than that, he can't help much.

At this moment, Wang Feng has followed Tianhong and re-entered the territory of the Holy Sect. He did have a feeling of being spied on before, but Wang Feng's concealment skills were very superb, and he did not let Tianhong see it. If there is any clue, it looks like nothing happened.

Not long after his front leg left the palace, Wang Feng's rear leg was guessed by someone. Therefore, Wang Feng knew that the person who guessed him was probably the Divine Fortune Teller and others, so even if there was a feeling of being spied on in his heart, Wang Feng was not too Lots of worries.

He knew that Shen Shuzi and others would not plot to harm him, but the one who really wanted to harm him was probably the Holy Sect.

"You will stay here temporarily and wait for the elder's further instructions." After bringing Wang Feng to his residence, Tianhong left behind a few words and left.

He escorted Wang Feng out. Now that he has brought Wang Feng back, he will naturally have to return to his life in front of the elders. It is impossible to stand in this place and chat with Wang Feng.

Looking at the two big trees in front of the courtyard, watching the leaves on the trees falling with the wind, Wang Feng sighed in his heart. This time he boarded the Holy Sect's pirate ship, and he didn't know when he would be able to escape from it. Get on and off this boat.

If he had known about the relationship between the Holy Sect and the black-robed organization, even if he did not come to the Holy Sect, it would not have much impact.

But now that he has understood these secrets, it may be difficult for him to take himself out again.