Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 562 Ancient Kunlun

"What? Five Snow Mountain Ice Lotuses? Three bottles of Snow Mountain Immobilizing Soul Pill?"

Hearing Liu Jingfang's words, Luo Chengming suddenly jumped up and shouted angrily: "This is too much, how can I get it out?"

"Hmph! City Lord Luo, can my son's life be inferior to these promises?" Liu Jingfang sat on the grand master's chair, with a cold face, and said sinisterly.

Luo Chengming's face was slightly stiff, he gritted his teeth, and said: "The wrong has a leader and a leader, he didn't die in my hands!"

"Of course it didn't die by your hands!" Liu Jingfang gave Luo Chengming a cold look, and said coldly, "If it died by your hands, that's not what my Liu family wants!"

Looking at Liu Jingfang's cold gaze, Luo Chengming took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He knew very well that although this Liu family did not have a true saint, its strength was not much weaker than that of the Snow Mountain School; even the ancestors would not be hostile to the Liu family for no reason.

The Liu family, the number one family in spiritual cultivation of magic arts, and the Yunmengze family, the number one family in spiritual cultivation of witchcraft, are the two families most feared by monks in the spiritual cultivation world, apart from the true holy sect.

Sometimes, these two families are even more feared than some true holy sects.

After all, this spell and voodoo technique is invisible and invisible, making people unaware; it is far more frightening than ordinary spells.

Luo Chengming believed that if his family did not let the Liu family and Liu Jingfang's anger calm down, except for his family running back to the snow mountain in desperation now, the possibility of his family's sudden death in the middle of the night was extremely high.

Even if his family is dead, whether the ancestor is willing to take action against the Liu family for his family is still a matter of debate.

Thinking in this way, Luo Chengming could only snort, and said dejectedly: "The five snow-mountain ice lotus old man can barely get it; but the snow-mountain soul-fixing pill is my snow-mountain treasure; even if it is me , at most, you can only ask for a bottle!"

"Three bottles and one bottle less will do!" Liu Jingfang said calmly, "If it wasn't for the great benefits of my Liu family, I wouldn't be here today!"

Hearing Liu Jingfang's categorical rejection, Luo Chengming's heart sank. He naturally knew what Liu Jingfang meant.

Both the Snow Mountain Ice Lotus and the Snow Mountain Soul-fixing Pill are extremely helpful to the cultivation of the Liu Family conjurers, especially the Snow Mountain Soul-fixing Pill, which uses the Snow Mountain Ice Lotus as the main medicine, supplemented with several rare elixir, and is refined It has the miraculous effect of concentrating and calming the soul.

For conjurers who take the road of incantation and seek to communicate with the spirits of heaven and earth, whether it is the snow mountain ice lotus or the snow mountain soul-fixing pill, they are all the best in advanced cultivation.

In the past, the Liu family and the Xueshan faction had transactions on this matter, but the Xueshan ice lotus is a specialty of the Xueshan faction, which is rare in other places; the so-called rare goods can be lived in, but the Liu family needs this item, so the Liu family wanted to obtain a small amount of Xueshan ice lotus and Xueshan soul-fixing Dan, there was a heavy price to pay.

At this time, there was such a reason, since the Liu family couldn't do anything about Fang Xiaonan for the time being, they could only vent their anger on him.

If a sufficient price is not paid, the Liu family will lose face, so naturally Liu Jingfang will not let go.

After pondering for a long time, Luo Chengming said in a shy voice, "Two bottles, two bottles is the limit of this old man!"

Liu Jingfang frowned slightly, stood up and said, "Within one month, five snow-mountain ice lotuses and two and a half bottles of snow-mountain soul-fixing pills will be delivered to my Liu family; otherwise, you will hide on the snow-capped mountains and never go down again!"

Leaving these words behind, Liu Jing conveniently strode away, leaving only Luo Chengming with a livid face.

Now that Liu Jingfang's words have been spoken, there is no room for change.

Either send what the other party needs, or the family is under the protection of the ancestors; otherwise, once they leave the snow mountain and the protection range of the ancestors, with the strength and strange spells of the Liu family, I am afraid that my family will die immediately on the spot!
"Son of a bitch!"

Luo Chengming suddenly waved his hand and smashed a large vase beside him into pieces, his face was ashen and ashen; this condition basically required him to use up half his life savings, and he had to go back to the snowy mountains to beg for help, and he even had to give away his vice. The position of the city lord can only be achieved.

The efforts of the first half of his life have all been wasted. Without the position of the city lord, without sufficient resources and income, the hope of the semi-holy is gone.

But all of this is better than being stuck in the snow-capped mountains from now on.

Otherwise, even if his family has advanced to the semi-sage level, since the Liu family let go of their words, they will definitely fight to the end; the ancestor would definitely not want to see Xueshan and the Liu family turn against each other.

So, this is the only option.

"Imitate Xiaonan!"

Luo Chengming's eyes were full of resentment, and he cursed in a cold voice; at this moment, he only hated himself for not being a half-sage of the Liu family, if he was a half-sage of the Liu family, even if he risked his life, he would curse that bastard to death!
It's a pity that Fang Xiaonan is not a true saint at the moment, so he can't sense such vicious curses; of course, Luo Chengming is not the only one who mentioned Fang Xiaonan's name at this moment.

At this moment, in the southwest direction of Lingxiu, there is a majestic mountain range, and on the highest peak of the mountain range, there is a large-scale Taoist temple.

There are about a dozen halls in the front and back of this temple. In the middle are several magnificent main halls, and there are several side halls on both sides. At this time, the top of the mountain is surrounded by white mist. These palaces are hidden in it, like a fairyland. generally.

In the main hall at the highest point of this monastery, there are several boys standing at the gate, all of them with beautiful features, holding clean bottles, precious fans, wishful wishes, etc., standing on the left and right.

There is even a faint sound of a jade bowl coming from inside, and amidst this crisp sound, there is even a faint fragrance overflowing from the hall, which makes people feel happy after hearing it.

Inside the hall, it is extremely spacious and resplendent; on the front altar, there are several holy statues of the Sanqing, which are several feet high, and they are extremely majestic.

There are many paintings of golden immortals on the walls on both sides, all of them are lifelike.

Eighteen thick sapphire pillars support a golden dome in the sky above. On the golden lacquer, there are countless immortals, immortal birds, and immortal beasts, which are extremely gorgeous.

At the moment, in the middle of the hall, there are seven or eight people sitting cross-legged on the futon.

The four people sitting at the top are of different ages, some are Daoists, some are beautiful @women, and some are old people, but all of them reveal their majesty lightly, and inadvertently, there is even a trace of huge coercion revealed.

But the four people at the bottom are all young people, and each of them seems to be around thirty.

"The Lower Cultivation Realm is my ancestral home, and it is where countless predecessors inherit; our Heavenly Alliance must take the initiative in the Lower Cultivation Realm as soon as possible, and we must not let those who are as imitative as Xiaonan and other young people occupy the Huating!"

On the left is a black-haired golden-crowned Taoist, holding a white jade dust whisk in his right hand, stroking the green beard under his chin with his left hand, and said majesticly: "I, Kunlun, is one of the three masters of the Tianmeng, and I must push this matter forward as soon as possible!"

"Hmm..." The white-haired old man next to him also changed his jaw, and said, "Exactly, those who are waiting for Xiaoxiao, and stealing my Kunlun semi-magic weapon to beat the magic whip, let alone let it go!"

Hearing the words, the black-haired Taoist looked across to Huazhuangmei @妇, and said, "What's your opinion, Queen Mother?"

(End of this chapter)