Chapter 313 Who Is in Favor and Who Is Against? Taoist Master's Plan, Yuanjun! Yuanjun!

"Senior Yinlong, Master Yuangui of Tuyuan Sect has not arrived yet. Should we wait a little longer?"

The person who spoke was Master Xiaotian of Liyuan Sect. Since he was rescued by Yi Chen, he has been actively approaching him.

But now he looks respectful, with his hands clasped in front of him, his back slightly arched, and his attitude is very respectful, not daring to overstep the line.

Yi Chen knew that although they were still drinking and talking happily a few months ago, there is now a sad barrier between them.

That day, after killing the companion spirit ghost of Wusheng Sword Mother, perhaps because Wusheng Sword Mother cast a spell to feed the ghost in the end to make the spirit ghost go further, the spirit ghost actually contributed a full 180,000 crimson points to him.

This discovery that day even made Yi Chen recite the Rebirth Sutra to Wusheng Sword Mother again. After all, Wusheng Sword Mother knew that his adopted son could not do anything.

After ten days of fermentation, the news of the destruction of the Sword Evil Sect gradually spread to the surrounding areas. The previously powerful Star Sword Alliance suddenly disappeared, and some of the sects that withdrew from the group even contacted Yi Chen privately, hoping to join the Hidden Dragon Alliance.

Therefore, today's banquet on the top floor of the Moon Viewing Tower is more grand than that of the Amorous Young Master, but today no one dared to let the Qinyun Sect Master play the piano to perform.

Because now they are all good at singing and dancing, how could they have the courage to ask the Hehuan Sect Master to perform!

"It's almost time, let's not wait, let's start now." Yi Chen shook his head and clapped his hands, and various dishes were served like water.

Each delicacy was carefully cooked with rare spiritual materials, and the colorful spiritual fruits filled the table. More importantly, Yi Chen didn't spend a penny on these.

A ruthless man who single-handedly destroyed the Sword Evil Sect, such a powerful Jie Dao Zhenjun held a banquet in Wangyue Tower, and the owner of Wangyue Tower was so happy that he cried. He even prepared a generous gift and flattered Yi Chen to accept it.

At this moment, suddenly a embarrassed figure appeared in the hall. This was a short old man in a khaki robe. He first bowed to the surroundings and then bowed to Yi Chen who was sitting in the main seat.

"Fellow Taoists, I'm sorry, I'm late." Master Yuan Gui apologized.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Master Yuan Gui, and they were silent.

Yi Chen lowered his head and picked up a spoon to stir the bowl of turtle soup in the plate in front of him, but he didn't even raise his head and replied: "Now that you're here, find a seat by yourself~"

"Thank you, Senior Yinlong." The old man in the khaki robe was delighted. He didn't expect that this time it would be so easy to pass. After hearing the news of the destruction of the Sword Evil Sect, he couldn't believe it. How could the Immortal Sword Mother be killed so easily?

Relying on the exquisite earth escape technique, he traveled thousands of miles to the gate of the Sword Evil Sect. After seeing the ruins of the Sword Evil Sect with his own eyes, he completely gave up and hurried to the Moon Watching Tower, but he was still late for a while.

Master Yuan Gui looked around and saw that all the tables in the building were already full of people. A cold sweat immediately flowed down his forehead. When he was about to shamelessly ask the maid to add another table at the end, Yi Chen's voice sounded again.

"Hiss, the turtle soup in Wangyue Lake in Xuangui City is really unique. It is very different from the turtles in other places. It is fresh, mellow, thick, and has a unique fragrance. You must try it. Fellow Taoists, please." Yi Chen picked up the turtle in the soup with chopsticks and bit off most of it. Then he looked at the extremely embarrassed Master Yuan Gui in the field with a look of 'surprise', "Why don't you take a seat, fellow Taoist?"

"Senior Yinlong, there is no seat. Can someone add another table?"

"Fellow Taoist Yuan Gui, the number of tables is limited, and the number of members of my Yinlong League is also limited. You can't even get a table. I think you don't care about me and my fellow Taoists at all."

"Yin..."

"Get lost! Go back and wait for news!" Yi Chen's tone suddenly rose, and he swallowed the last turtle in one gulp.

Everyone in the building was a smart person. When they saw Yi Chen's statement, they knew what to do and immediately agreed. One person even sneered loudly, "How dare you be late for Senior Yinlong's call? You have to put aside the most important things. In order to prevent accidents, I will have a furnace of precious pills ready to be produced soon. I don't care. I think fellow Daoist Yuangui is not qualified to attend this meeting at all!" Master Yuangui retreated awkwardly, and he couldn't help but feel regretful for a while. You know, he was a member of the fighting team in the hall that day. The few people who knew him looked at each other and couldn't help but smile. "Fellow Daoist Yuangui always talks about being cautious and cautious, and he practices it himself. Today, this old fox is defeated. Wonderful." Yi Chen looked at the expressions of the people in the field, and couldn't help but smile with an exaggerated arc. The group of people below, if they were made of sugar, they might not be sweet, but if they were made of vinegar, they would definitely be sour. He never naively thought of gaining the loyalty of these people. But he wanted the loyalty of these people for nothing, just pay tribute to Master Yi and that was it.

He could start the trade of evil spirits again. He had already agreed with the leader of Qinyun Sect to collect evil spirits from various sects under the pretext of Hehuan Sect, as well as the true scriptures unearthed from various ruins and the martial arts classics derived from them.

Although Yi Chen did not have high expectations for the latter, the former was a real output. Isn't it much better than going out to look for it himself?

He had found the reasons. When Qin Yun released the news, he wanted to refine a Yinxie magic weapon, and needed to buy such foreign objects in large quantities. This was too reasonable.

The most exciting thing was that the money he spent on purchasing these resources was given to him by the cultivators in front of him. He, Daoist Master Yi, did not spend a penny, and even earned some money.

The highest level of wool plucking is to pluck the wool without letting the sheep cry. The cultivators in the field are all smart people. Even with Yi Chen's black heart, he can't do it to this extent, but he, Daoist Master Yi, can easily make the sheep cry less.

Trade, let the resources flow.

The massive resources he received every year, if he increased the price to purchase Yinxie objects or intelligence and other information, wouldn't the resources flow back? Everyone gets what they need, and plucking the wool won't be so painful. At that time, the sects will have no choice but to work hard for him.

If you don't do it, some sects will do it. They will all be rolled up by him. With the highest force and redistribution rights, Yi Chen will also have the highest power of the Hidden Dragon Alliance, and he can concentrate on maneuvering people and fighting power.

And there is another benefit of doing so. By purchasing evil ghosts at high prices through stable channels, a group of interest groups can be cultivated in various sects.

At that time, hehe, in order to protect the interests in their hands, even if someone secretly wants to subvert the Hidden Dragon Alliance, this group of cultivators who benefited from the trade with the Hehuan Sect will be the first to disagree. This is the secret method of stirring up trouble with the British, cultivation, differentiation and checks and balances.

"You can come to the banquet today, which is to give face to the Hehuan Sect. I am very happy. I will toast everyone first."

Yi Chen picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

For a while, everyone said they didn't dare to drink the wine glass, and some even hung the wine glass upside down, indicating that they didn't leave a drop.

"Now the world is changing, everything is going crazy, I still have some strength, I want to build the Hidden Dragon Alliance to protect the area."

"Today there are 36 families coming, I want 70% of the wealth of the 18 sects that perished half a month ago, if the 18 sects are willing to join our Hidden Dragon Alliance, they will give 20% of their wealth to the alliance every year."

"The Taoist friends who come here later will join our Hidden Dragon Alliance, I want 25% of the wealth every year, please consider it, if there are people in the 18 sects who are unwilling to join our Hidden Dragon Alliance , now hand over the 70% of the property to our Hehuan Sect, and then you can leave.

The quota will be filled by the 18th sect that agreed first. If anyone likes the ruined sect’s headquarters, they can also bid. ”

“The world is very bad now, and I am not strong enough. Now my Hidden Dragon Alliance has at most 36 sects joining. Let’s discuss it. If you have any questions, you can ask our sect leader Qinyun for all the details of the alliance.”

After saying all this, Yi Chen stopped talking and concentrated on showing off.

As a big brother, what he does is to set strategies and directions. Naturally, he will not participate in specific bargaining.

First, it is too low-profile, and second, it leaves room for himself to maneuver. He just needs to master the rules and have the final right to interpret the scriptures.

The owner of the Moon Watching Tower had already found out that the great elder of the Hehuan Sect liked delicious food. He spent a lot of effort and used countless resources to send plates of precious spiritual materials to his table. Two beautiful girls in thin shirts kept serving him dishes, and occasionally "accidentally" rubbed him with big tomatoes, looking like they wanted whatever they wanted.

"These old people in the cultivation world really know how to enjoy themselves." At this moment, Yi Chen felt the joy of being taken care of in every sweat hair.

In the past, he had to go out to find delicious food, but at the banquet today, he even saw the mushroom pot of the Eight Treasures Pavilion in Shanyue City.

Compared with various spiritual materials, this mushroom pot is the most common dish on the table.

Yi Chen glanced at the tables of the people sitting below him. It was obvious that the various delicacies were one or two levels lower than his own. Even the turtle in the turtle soup he drank was two circles bigger than the one in other people's bowls.

"The owner of the Moon Viewing Tower is really thoughtful this time. How about meeting him after you're done?"

The owner behind the Moon Viewing Tower is really powerful, as he can dominate the Moon Viewing Lake in Xuangui City, one of the seven peaks of the Qin Dynasty, and force other forces not to get involved. Yi Chen also became interested for a while.

The discussion in the building is still going on, but the maids who serve Yi Chen have been replaced. It's not Yi Chen's request, but the maids with only shallow cultivation are tired.

The spiritual meal made of special sea beasts has a tough texture, so it's really difficult for them to decompose it piece by piece.

Until the starry night, the discussion in the building came to an end. The game between the parties reached the greatest common divisor, and the Hidden Dragon Alliance was officially established.

"I have accumulated countless merits in my life, and I deserve it!" Yi Chen, the glutton, also ate and drank enough, patted his belly and left with satisfaction.

At night, the moonlight is like silver.

Outside a beautiful courtyard somewhere in Xuangui City, a tall Taoist and a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure stood side by side.

The evening breeze tonight was particularly seductive. The soft wind blew the hem of the blue gauze skirt of the Qinyun Sect Master gently, revealing half of her white calves from time to time, straight and beautiful, fascinating.

"Grand Elder, let's go back."

"Grand Elder has been running around hard during this period, so relax tonight." The Qinyun Sect Master blinked playfully, and his pair of eyes were as clear and bright as the quiet autumn water.

At this moment, the Qinyun Sect Master looked extremely relaxed, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, and there was a bit of liveliness in his grace.

This... is not appropriate~

At this moment, Yi Chen couldn't help but stiffen slightly when he heard the words, his pupils trembled, and he turned his head away with difficulty.

Seeing Yi Chen's rare blush, Qinyun Sect Master's cheeks were also white jade stained with glow.

"Great Elder, please go back quickly. Ruan'er has just arrived tonight."

"ah?"

"Great. Unexpectedly, Ruan'er also came here, but I have a gift for her."

After Yi Chen killed the Wusheng Sword Mother, he got three well-preserved psychic golden fruits from her storage ring. These fruits can help people break through to the realm of the true king. They happened to have one for Master Tai and one for Ruan'er. Junior Brother One Qingyunzi.

He fights with people every day, so it's time for him, Taoist Master Yi, to relax.

This night, Overlord Yi Chen raised his halberd, with only the will to fight in his heart!

From time to time, low voices of resentment and admiration could be heard coming from a certain room in the Villa.

‘Taoist Master, stop fighting. ’

For a time, the crescent moon in the night sky disappeared into the dark clouds, as if shy.

….

….

A few days ago.

In a certain quaint small town, people are coming and going, and the city is filled with smoke and fire.

At this moment, at the top of a street stall that hung over a noodle shop, a beauty with a peach blossom mask and a bulging chest sat down unceremoniously on the greasy stool of the noodle stall.

Although this person's face could not be seen, everyone walking on the street glanced at her furtively.

The noodle shop owner is an honest and honest man. While serving noodles to other customers, he secretly glances at the peach blossom masked woman from time to time.

Yuan Jun didn't care at all about this. She laughed loudly and said: "Boss, business is good."

“Have a bowl of beef noodles instead of noodles~”

boss:".….."

"Sir, this is..."

"I'm kidding you, hurry up and get in~" Seeing the embarrassing scene of his boss, Yuan Jun couldn't help but laugh like a silver bell, as if he had discovered something very interesting.

Soon, a bowl of hot, fragrant beef noodles sprinkled with chopped green onions was brought to Yuan Jun.

Looking at the bowl of noodles in front of him, Yuan Jun picked up the chopsticks and kept pulling at them, picking out the green onions in the noodles one by one.

"I'm sorry, I don't know that your guest doesn't eat chopped green onions. How about I cook a new bowl for you?" The shop owner rubbed his hands honestly and reminded him in a friendly manner.

"Hey, no need, your noodles are not cooked right. It's not as delicious as Xiaolang's." Yuan Jun thought of the bowl of beef noodles that the spicy man cooked when he left Zi Zai Tian, ​​and couldn't help but lick his pretty lips. A cute cartoon-like portrait with tongue sticking out suddenly appeared on the peach blossom mask.

"But I still want to thank the Supreme Elder of Fengyun Sword Sect for cooking noodles for Yuanjun."

"Duguxiong, the formation you set up is pretty good. It looks just like the real thing. It's interesting and interesting. I almost didn't notice it~"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of curved smiling eyes on the peach blossom mask had already appeared on it, and the pedestrians walking on the street stopped one after another, looking uniformly in the direction of Yuan Jun as if they were petrified, and the atmosphere instantly became Very strange.