Mortal Bones

"If it changes..."

"There's no point in arguing about this at this point."

The three seats wanted to continue to argue, but were interrupted by the chief white-haired faceless man.

With that said, the chief waved his hand and threw out a spiritual mirror.

Immediately, a huge shadow appeared in the center of the hall.

What appeared in the shadow was the scene in front of Qingxuan Sect's Longmen Hall.

"Boss, isn't Zhenwu Tian a forbidden area for the external forces like us? There are many restrictions on our Wumian Tower in particular. We can't even communicate with Wu Mei and One Eye. How can your spiritual mirror see this? The scene in the main hall?”

Sanxi asked very curiously.

"Yes, there are rumors that the master of Sangen Temple violated some of Zhenwu Tian's restrictions and was directly killed by a divine thought left by Emperor Zhenwu."

The second seat also looked surprised.

"This was released by Qingxuanzong himself using the Mountain Patrol Realm. You can see the entire Zhenwutian as long as you pay some gold and essence."

"The master of Youyun Mansion has a good relationship with the master of Zhenwu Tianjiu Mansion. After hearing about this matter, he discussed with the master of Jiu Mansion and was willing to spend 300,000 yuan to buy a mountain patrol mirror, but the conditions If other worlds want to see it, they can only go through Youyun Mansion."

The chief said in a cold tone.

"Three hundred thousand gold coins, is this old guy Qiu Shanyuan stupid?"

The second seat was very surprised.

"This old guy is not stupid. Just the name of the sect where Jinlin leader Xu Taiping belongs is enough to make many forces in the cultivation world obediently pay for it."

The chief snorted coldly.

"Indeed, Xu Taiping has killed so many of us faceless men some time ago, and his popularity is even greater than that of the Golden Scales Association."

The three seats nodded in agreement.

"Sanxi Zhuling, why do I feel that you are a little indifferent to the death of so many people in our Wumian Tower?"

The monk Faceless Man glared at the three seats fiercely.

"A bunch of trash can only stay in the building. If they die, they will die. They will also save a lot of elixirs for Wumian Building. What is there to feel bad about?"

Sanxi Zhuling in turn glared at the monk.

"The ceremony is about to start. If you two want to quarrel, go outside and start the quarrel."

The white-haired chief scolded the two of them sharply.

The two seats immediately fell silent.

The three-seat Zhu Ling asked the chief with a playful smile:

"So Chief, you... spent money to buy it from the master of Youyun Mansion?"

"Um."

The chief nodded sullenly.

"It doesn't matter. If Duyan and Wumei's plan comes true, I can get back this money a hundred times from Qingxuan."

He then added in a cold voice.

Hearing that the chief was angry, the nine seats in the hall immediately agreed in unison, saying yes again and again.

"But boss, since Qingxuan is so close to Youyun Mansion, he won't know our plan in advance, right?"

The second seat was a little worried.

"One Eye and Wu Mei have gone to Queen Zhenwu. Even our Wu Mian Tower cannot grasp their whereabouts. There is no way that Youyun Mansion can know."

The chief is very sure.

"Don't talk about them. If it weren't for Xu Taiping, I would have almost forgotten that we sent people to Qingxuan."

Sanxi Zhuling nodded in agreement.

"But having said that, Qingxuan, the leader, is quite good at doing business, but he actually wants to use his disciple's reputation to make money. I am somewhat looking forward to how he will deal with this next situation."

She then covered her mouth and chuckled.

…

"Senior sister, the master actually uses this ceremony to do business?"

On the way to Longmen Palace.

Xu Taiping, who pretended to be the eighth senior brother, looked in disbelief when he heard that the leader Zhao Qian was using this ceremony to make money.

"Yes! But I tried to persuade him several times, but my father didn't listen. He even scolded me for not being a householder and not knowing how expensive firewood and rice are."

Zhao Linglong blushed and said a little embarrassed.

"If I can make some money to subsidize Qingxuan Sect's expenses, it won't be a big deal."

Looking at the newly built Taoist palaces below, Xu Taiping could understand the difficulties faced by the leader.

Due to the attack by Jiuyuan monsters, Qingxuan's millennium foundation was almost completely destroyed. The cost of rebuilding can be imagined.

Therefore, it is not incomprehensible for the leader to change his tricks to make money.

"But will it make money?"

Xu Taiping was a little curious.

"I don't know yet, but most sects and monks have to wait until the ceremony begins before they put gold and fine money into the spiritual mirror."

"But I think we won't make much money, so who wants to watch this boring sacrificial ceremony?"

Zhao Linglong is not optimistic about her father's money-making plans.

"It's true that you may not make much money, but... this ceremony shouldn't be too boring."

Xu Taiping said secretly with a smile.

"By the way, if you want to know how many sects and monks are spending money to watch this ceremony, we can go to Senior Sister, she can see it."

Zhao Linglong suddenly became interested.

She said she didn't care on the surface, but actually she was very curious. After all, it was all real money.

"It won't delay the ceremony, right?"

Xu Taiping was a little worried.

"No, there's still half an hour before the ceremony starts, and Senior Sister is in Longmen Hall, let's go!"

Zhao Linglong urged.

"Then let's go take a look first."

Xu Taiping thought for a while and then nodded.

One-eyed and Wumei were preparing to take action when asking for the sword.

And this sword test for the head master was the last step of the ceremony, so he didn't need to be too anxious.

…

"Sister!"

In the Longmen Hall, Zhao Linglong found the senior sister Jiang Zhi.

At this time, Jiang Zhi was staring at a bronze mirror on the table in a daze, and didn't hear Zhao Linglong calling her at all.

"Senior sister?"

Zhao Linglong called again.

"Oh, Linglong, you're here."

Jiang Zhi finally reacted.

"Senior sister, what's wrong with you? Why are you in a daze? Are you too tired recently?"

Zhao Linglong walked up to Jiang Zhi with a concerned look on her face.

Jiang Zhi waved her hands repeatedly after hearing this, picked up the spiritual mirror on the table and handed it to Zhao Linglong, then smiled and said:

"Junior sister, look at how many sects have invested gold and essence money to watch this grand ceremony."

"My eighth junior brother and I were just about to ask about this!"

Zhao Linglong took the spiritual mirror with a happy face.

However, when she saw the long list of gold and essence money in the spiritual mirror, the smile on her face froze, and then looked at Jiang Zhi with an unbelievable look and said:

"So many?!"