Chapter 270: Rectification, Public Opinion, Profiteers, Collusion (4500 Words)

Long Hao's heart seemed to be blown by a gust of cold wind. Although he thought that this female evil spirit with perfect foundation construction would be difficult to deal with, he really didn't expect that his tried and tested methods could be defeated so easily.

This kind of absolute crushing in strength reminded him of the time when he fought with his master's wife. Although his master's wife looked gentle, he never had the slightest chance of victory.

Observing the surrounding battlefield through his spiritual consciousness, he found that two of his comrades were dead. Long Hao understood that his time was running out.

Long Hao has a top-quality flying sword such as the True Crane Sword, which is made from magical materials. In addition, the body of Fu Jian also increases the speed of the flying sword, so the speed of the sword is quite amazing, but he has never thought of leaving his companions and running away alone.

Long Hao raised his fingers to form a sword, and his fingertips exuded golden spiritual light. His spiritual power and divine soul power were injected into the flying sword at an accelerated rate.

But soon Long Hao's face became increasingly ugly.

Although the green flying sword became more and more powerful and the sword body was shaking, it was still firmly grasped by the female ghost's hand, showing no signs of breaking free.

Instead, a large amount of blood gushes out from the female ghost's hand and wraps around the flying sword. For a moment, the aura of the flying sword begins to shake and dim.

At this time, seven of the eight silver flying swords that were trapped in the blood mist had been broken into pieces, and the aura of the final flying sword itself began to become unstable.

Long Hao felt a sense of despair. He gritted his teeth and decisively gave up the green flying sword. He began to focus all his spiritual power and consciousness on the silver flying sword. The aura of the silver flying sword became a little brighter.

"Yin~~~"

As a clear sound came from the sword, the silver flying sword turned into a silver light and broke away from the blood mist and moved away from Yun Jiu'an.

The female ghost held the green flying sword and handed it to Yun Jiu'an as if offering a treasure. She also hugged Yun Jiu'an's arm and pressed her whole body against it. Yun Jiu'an's arm fell into a ball of white greasy.

"Lang Jun, look what Yan'er caught for you?"

The female ghost made a coquettish voice, as if she wanted to praise me quickly.

If it weren't for the dark eyes and the rich blood in her body, she would really have thought she was a pretty and cute little lady.

After taking the green flying sword and looking at it twice, Yun Jiuan found that it turned out to be a top-quality magical weapon, and he put the green flying sword into his storage bag with satisfaction.

Even with his status, this kind of top-quality magic weapon is very rare.

Yunjiu soothed the female devil's pretty face and said warmly: "You are indeed my good friend."

One person and one ghost played around for a while and then looked at Long Hao with a cat-and-mouse expression.

Looking at Long Hao's expression, the female ghost patted her plump breasts and said with a frightened expression: "Sister is timid, little brother, don't look at your sister with such fierce eyes, your heart will be pounding with fear. Jumping~~~.”

"But little brother, you look like your spiritual power is exhausted, even if you give me a talisman, you won't be able to activate it."

"Why don't you go with your sister? She will take good care of you~~."

There seemed to be some power in the female ghost's voice, and Long Hao actually felt a desire to surrender.

At this moment, the sound of the sword sounded from Long Hao's body, and a sharp sword energy swayed in all directions along with the sound of the sword. The female cultivator's voice was cut off, and Long Hao's consciousness instantly returned to clarity.

The female ghost glanced at Long Hao in surprise. She didn't expect that this boy in the early stage of foundation building could easily break her own secret technique, which made her very interested.

After regaining consciousness, Long Hao felt a chill down his back, and his face was gloomy. If the body of Fujian hadn't automatically protected the master just now, the consequences would have been disastrous.

At this moment, he not only lost a top-quality flying sword, but also the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted.

Long Hao has deeply felt the huge gap in strength, but he still has no idea of ​​​​escape. Even if he exhausts all his energy and fights for his life, even if he dies, he will not take a step back!

Long Hao didn't say anything harsh, let alone roar. Instead, he took out several Pyroblast Talismans from his storage bag and posted them on his body one by one.

Yun Jiuan was furious when he saw this scene.

"You dare me, boy!"

I had to capture this kid alive to get the huge benefit of the reward. If I only got the corpse, it would be worthless. I had never heard of the corpse being taken away.

Just when Long Hao was about to die, the yellow orb hanging around Long Hao's neck glowed.

an hour later

Long Hao and others returned to Fortress No. 12, and everyone looked at Long Hao with complicated expressions.

Long Hao felt the eyes of his companions and naturally knew what they were thinking, but the problem was that there were some things that he couldn't explain.

Walking to the entrance of the fortress, the leading monk surnamed Feng coughed lightly.

When everyone gathered their attention, they turned to Long Hao and said, "Thanks to fellow Taoist Long for saving the day this time, Feng thanked you this time, and you will definitely repay him in the future, but..."

The monk surnamed Feng hesitated for a while, but continued.

"I just asked my Taoist friend to breathe with me in the future. Feng was already in despair at that time and really thought he was going to die. Who knew that my friend would actually... cough cough cough."

The rest of the people also nodded.

Long Hao had explained many times along the way that he didn't know he had a trump card, but his teammates didn't believe him.

"I see."

Long Hao could only answer like this.

The monk surnamed Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's great. Although a few of us survived, two of our colleagues still died."

"I will go to Fortress No. 25 later to report the matter to the organization. The organization will take good care of their families. Well, everyone has their own injuries. Let's rest for a while and then disperse."

Long Hao watched his teammates leave one by one, pursed his lips, looked back and walked into the fortress.

Meritorious Hall, Jiang Yun's room.

Jiang Yun was meditating on the mat, a cup-sized white bell was suspended on his palm and slowly rotated, emitting a faint five-color halo, and mysterious runes were looming around him.

There were strange patterns engraved on the surface of the small bell. At first glance, it seemed incomprehensible, but a closer look showed that there were mountains, seas, forests, deserts, and big suns.

Jiang Yun changed several spells with his hands, and the patterns on the surface of the small bell began to light up. The bell body began to tremble slightly, but it returned to calm after a while.

Jiang Yun frowned slightly, and the small bell turned into a white light and flew into his body.

Jiang Yun saw the small bell being nurtured by the Dan fire in his body through his spiritual sense and couldn't help sighing.

"It's still a little short. This magic weapon has been nurtured for too short a time and cannot withstand the full power of that magical power. At present, it can only be regarded as barely released. I'm afraid it can't even reach one-third of the power."

The mat instantly became ten feet in size. Jiang Yun lay on the mat with his hands on his head, thinking about things.

Jiang Yun recalled his experience of the past year, and one word to describe it is: busy!

In the past year, Jiang Yun and the Jindan cultivators of the other seven sects were stationed in Jinguyuan, and were named by the ancestors as the general commander.

Jiang Yun refused at first, thinking it was too troublesome.

But Master Hong Laozu replied with a sentence that made him speechless.

The original words were: "You are a black-hearted and cruel kid, and you have many tricks. We are very relieved to have you command us old guys!"

So Jiang Yun took office directly and became the highest authority in the Jinguyuan battlefield.

Jiang Yun suspected that the reason why the old monsters did this was because his previous operations gave the old monsters an inexplicable confidence.

Since the Yuanying old monsters of the seven sects had already spoken, everything on the battlefield was decided by Jiang Yun, and the Jindan elders of the seven sects did not dare to show it openly even if they were dissatisfied.

But I don't know how they cursed Jiang Yun in secret. Jiang Yun didn't care. He was not a spirit stone, so how could he be liked by everyone?

The first thing Jiang Yun did after taking office was to gather the elders for a meeting.

The following is the process of the meeting

Jiang Yun looked at the dozens of elders of the seven sects with a humble smile.

"All of you are the backbone of our seven sects. Each of you is experienced and capable. Jiang has a lot to learn from you."

"I am still young. Some of the Taoists here have lived for four or five hundred years. It can be said that the years I have lived are only a fraction of them. Although the ancestors have given me great power, Jiang dare not force you with the sect rules."

The elders were very satisfied when they heard this, especially the old guys looked at Jiang Yun with contempt.

However, Nangong Wan and others who knew Jiang Yun better were very confused.

They knew that although Jiang Yun was handsome and spoke kindly, he was not a man who would easily suffer losses and was soft-hearted. Did I take the wrong pill today?

"Jiang Mou suddenly took on this important task and was very nervous. I kept thinking about learning from you all the time. Not only me, but also the young people of the entire Jinguyuan and even the entire Yue Kingdom should learn from you. Please go all out in the future wars. Jiang Mou thanks you again."

The meeting ended like this. Some elders had no expression on their faces, some elders were thoughtful, and some old guys looked proud.

Until something happened not long after.

At that time, a middle-stage Jindan and an early-stage Jindan demon cultivator led their troops to an important stronghold of the Seven Sects. At that time, there was an old guy in the late Jindan period stationed in the Seven Sects.

In the end, this elder held back a middle-stage Jindan demon cultivator, and another early-stage Jindan demon cultivator led his troops to break through the stronghold. After that, this elder evacuated with several disciples, and the rest were basically dead.

If it was the previous situation, it would be nothing. No one would pursue it if you were slacking off on the battlefield. After all, your old face was there.

But this battle spread throughout the entire Jinguyuan battlefield in a very short time.

Everyone knew that a certain elder in the late Jindan stage was unable to deal with a middle Jindan stage cultivator and an early Jindan stage cultivator.

This matter was widely spread, and various versions were everywhere.

Most of them were: "Do you know so-and-so from a certain sect?"

"Oh, it's that elder. I heard that because of him..."

"Yes, I didn't expect that a certain sect with a thousand-year reputation would have such a thing happen. It's really..."

"Isn't it? "

Some people said that this elder liked women and had sex with ten women a day, so he was useless because of his lack of energy and blood.

Some said that it was not that this elder was useless, but that the entire sect's inheritance was not good, and even if the cultivation was higher than the opponent, it was impossible to defeat him.

Some even said that this elder was a spy of the demonic way.

Not only the old guy, but even his disciples were ashamed to be human later.

Although not many people dared to ridicule him in person, after all, as an elder's disciple, his status was higher than most people. But he was pointed at by countless people in secret.

No matter where these people went, they felt that others looked at them strangely. There was even a disciple who had made an engagement with a female cultivator from a cultivation family, but it was directly cancelled because of this.

This cultivation family directly stated that their family's reputation accumulated over hundreds of years could not be damaged.

In short, an ordinary act of slacking off brought consequences beyond imagination.

At this time, all the elders finally understood what Jiang Yun meant by letting all young people learn from them.

The elder was furious and went to Jiang Yun to settle accounts. As a result, Jiang Yun's face was no longer the pleasant, humble and friendly one during the meeting. Instead, his face changed instantly.

Jiang Yun said bluntly in front of the old guy:

"Listen carefully. If the passive sabotage leads to huge losses on the battlefield, it's okay to die in battle. After all, I don't care about the dead."

"But if you come back alive, I won't care whether someone's face will be lost."

The elder looked at the token in Jiang Yun's hand that was injected with spiritual power by the seven sects' Yuanying old monsters. He opened his mouth but didn't dare to get angry in the end. He left with a dark face.

Some old guys who relied on their age and seniority originally wanted to live a carefree life. After all, they were old, experienced, and had many disciples. Sometimes the Yuanying old monsters in the sect were not convenient to manage.

But they didn't want to lose their reputation for hundreds of years before their lifespan was exhausted, and their reputation would be ruined in an instant!

All the Jindan cultivators felt that the world was really dark, and at the same time they were very afraid of Jiang Yun.

The elder who ate the first crab actually developed a demon in his heart, and took his disciples to the front line to fight desperately.

In the following months, the elder fought hard and achieved considerable results. After Jiang Yun's promotion, his reputation gradually recovered.

But then he looked at Jiang Yun with fear, as if Jiang Yun was calculating him at any time.

In the past year since the start of the war, Jiang Yun's various operations have also made the elders of the seven major sects look at Jiang Yun more and more sideways. They found that there was nothing that Jiang Yun dared not lose.

In one sentence, it can be described as: "If this kid becomes an enemy, it would be terrible! He is cruel to his own people and even more cruel to the enemy!"

At the beginning, some elders with old qualifications and age were not convinced by Jiang Yun, but after a year, they all lamented that they could not keep up with the times and were convinced by Jiang Yun.

On the one hand, Jiang Yun personally killed two chickens (the elders of the magic sect) to warn the monkeys in the house (the elders of the seven sects).

There were even two Jindan elders who were not killed on the battlefield, but defected from the sect because of Jiang Yun.

That operation was really astonishing.

Jiang Yun found two elders in charge of the purchase of sect magic tools in the Hehuan Sect through an intermediary.

Because all countries were blocking the flow of materials into the Demonic Path, the army needed too many low-level magic tools, and the country had looted a lot before, so there was a shortage of them in the country.

In addition, the relationship between the six sects was not as good as imagined. The six sects were looting materials, and everyone was fighting, so the price was naturally rising.

After all, it is not the strongest Hehuan Sect that will give in to you. It's wishful thinking.

After the war, not only the price of low-level magic tools in Tianluo, the old nest of the Demonic Path, was 40% higher than before the war, but it was also impossible to purchase sufficient quantities.

In fact, the low-level magic tools and low-level talismans in Yue State also increased by 30%, which was unavoidable.

However, the price situation in Zijin Country and Yuanwu Country is quite good. Yuanwu Country is rich in weapon refiners, array masters, and talisman makers, so the material inventory of the sect is naturally not small.

Zijin Country has abundant materials for refining weapons, so there is no big problem.

However, the price of magic tools in Yue Country has been falling recently, because Yue Country has signed agreements with several neutral countries to purchase magic tools, talismans and other materials, and the other party has even taken the initiative to provide certain discounts.

It can be seen that although the countries dare not tear their faces in front of the behavior of the Demonic Righteous Alliance, they are still very happy to cause trouble for them. Of course, the agreements were signed secretly, and only the two parties knew about it.

The two elders of the Demonic Dao were still worried about how to purchase enough low-level magic tools. As a result, Jiang Yun, the person with the highest status in the Seven Sects Golden Drum Original Battlefield, appeared in front of the two.

Jiang Yun proposed that a large number of low-level magic tools seized from the battlefield could be sold to the two, and the price was 70% of the market price, which was the market price before the war.

Not only can the two easily complete the task of purchasing magic tools for the sect, but they can also earn a huge price difference.

ps: The protagonist has handed in all the spiritual stones later, and we will see what happens next.

I have too many things to do recently, but I will insist on squeezing out time to write. In fact, I have not stopped writing this book for a single day, and I have never used a leave note.