A middle-aged Taoist rushed out quickly and cupped his hands toward Mu Ningning with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Mu Ningning didn't say anything more. She nodded slightly to this person, took two steps back, and looked at the strange faces everywhere without any hint of timidity.

She said: "Everyone is making trouble, just make trouble. This is just a little dispute over spiritual stones. Don't let the old people of our race who should enjoy their old age come forward. This is too despicable. It is the virtue of our race to provide for the elderly."

After saying this, Mu Ningning bowed and saluted, and was taken by the four Caiyun Peak True Immortals and flew back to the mountain gate.

All the Qi refiners in the sky and on the ground looked at each other in shock.

The body of the deceased old man was lifted up by his disciples, and he got up and flew to the back of the crowd.

At that moment, the old men of the Hundred Sects who were yelling the most loudly all lost their voices.

One reason is that someone is really dead now, but after the death, everything here is extremely peaceful and has no effect.

Whether it was the many casual cultivators who were watching or the hundreds of weapon refiners who participated in the matter, they all felt that the old man had not suffered any injustice by dying here, but that he had taken an advantage by dying here.

The second reason is that Li Mu’s daughter has already said something.

The young and strong qi-refiners of each weapon-refining sect are sending reminders, hoping that their elders will not die again, otherwise their own reputation will be ruined.

No one would care whether the old man died from the Wanyun Sect just now;

Later, the matter spread, and what the casual cultivators discussed was the hospice care for Li Mu's daughter.

Several elders from the Forging Heaven Sect who were hiding in the dark secretly said "Brilliant".

On the awning boat in the sky, Li Ping'an tilted his head and looked at his little junior sister, his expression a bit difficult to describe.

Immortal Wenrou exclaimed: "Li Mu's daughter is really in Wanyun Sect."

Li Ping'an frowned and said: "It stands to reason that Ning Ning should not be disturbed by the memory of Li Mu's daughter, but why..."

Immortal Wenrou thought about it and knew what Li Ping'an was worried about.

She smiled and said: "Those who can play "The Ballad of Returning Souls" must be people with a pure and kind mind. In this case, how can Li Mu's daughter embarrass Mu Ningning?"

"You're right, I'm just worried."

Li Ping'an looked at Mu Ningning's beautiful figure, and felt a little fondness in his heart, mixed with a little doubt.

You still need to have a good talk with her later, and you can't always hug her when you meet her.

This first wave, which was supposed to be the most ferocious wave of attacks by the hundred sects of weapon refiners, was quietly resolved by Mu Ningning's song "The Return of the Soul".

However, there was no waiting for the immortals of Wanyun Sect to relax.

Changes begin again below.

…

"Sigh! The daughter of Li Mu resurrected her life and chose a sect with a cruel nature!"

A burly old man rose into the sky from behind the weapon refiners of the Hundred Sects, and bowed his hands to the immortals of the Wanyun Sect. His voice spread for hundreds of miles:

"Pindao is the leader of the Great Lian Lost Sect. He has been practicing Taoism for more than 20,000 years. Thanks to the support from all my fellow practitioners, I call him Pindao!"

"Wan Yun Sect, we are here today because for no other reason than you, you have wantonly lowered the selling prices of magic weapons. My sect has not sold a single magic weapon for several years and can only survive by selling a few magic weapons occasionally.

live!

"The poor Taoist was shameless and asked the disciples in the sect to wait for the opportunity, but the opportunity did not come. Why, I heard that the Wanyun Sect has developed a magic weapon for refining magic weapons?

"Do you, Wanyun Sect, want us, the weapon refining sects, to die?"

"I'm afraid you may have misunderstood!"

Deacon Gao Xu couldn't help but sneered:

"First, we do not sell magic weapons in large quantities.

"Secondly, Master Dazhi has already set rules for Zhuyuntang. There are only a few fixed types of magical artifacts produced by Zhuyuntang.

"Third, in the so-called buying and selling matter, shouldn't the buyers be able to judge which magic weapon is of high quality and low price, and then which one to buy? Did we smash your weapon refining furnace, or did we in your magic weapon shop

Have you arranged for people to guard you in front of you so that no one can buy your magic weapons?

"Isn't this because you can't make weapons any better than us, so you gather together to cause trouble and act mischievously?"

All the music fairies here nodded their heads.

What Wan Yunzong said makes sense.

The lost man said coldly:

"Isn't this a plan of your Wan Yun Sect?

"You first use cheap magic weapons to lower the price of the magic weapons, causing us weapon refining sects to collapse, and then you raise the prices arbitrarily and make a lot of spiritual stones!

"You can't hide this kind of thing from us! Wanyun Sect's plan is known to everyone on the road!"

Zhonglezixian thought about it and realized that it was really possible.

"nonsense!"

Another deacon of Zhuyuntang couldn't help but stood up and yelled at the front:

"Stop messing around here!

"Zhuyuntang currently sells magical artifacts. There are a total of 624 towns and 1,052 shops. Are these shops really so close to where your sect is located?

!

"You people here, there are also more than ten weapon refining sects coming from the southwest and southeast of Dongzhou!

"You are really going too far to deceive others! Do you think the Qigong Master of Dongzhou is blind?"

Zhong Le Zixian began to identify them carefully and found that although the hundreds of weapon refining sects were all real small weapon refining sects, half of them came from other areas of Dongzhou.

An elder from Wan Yun Sect immediately shouted: "Comrades, please comment!"

The lost man frowned tightly, as if losing his temper.

At this time, another Dongzhou ‘famous scholar’ appeared, pointing at the gate of Wanyun Sect and yelling:

"You still dare to mention this!

"Initially, everyone in my sect really felt that the Wanyun Sect would not be able to affect the sales of my magical artifacts for a while, but who knew that there would be countless speculators!

"They only added one or two spiritual stones to each magical weapon, and our shop was completely deprived of business for a long time!

"Does the Wan Yun Sect want to swallow up the entire Dong Continent's weapon refining business?

"If it's just me and other sects that are affected, that's all. We can find other ways to make a living, but how can those casual cultivators survive!

"Do you know how many casual cultivators you have driven to death?

"Could this Dongzhou be the Dongzhou of your Wanyun Sect? Even if this matter reaches ASEAN, if your Dawu Quasi-immortal stands up to protect you, we will fight to the death!"

All the Lezixians deeply agree.

People who are speculators are the most hated by Qigong practitioners.

——Mainly disgust, why didn't they find this way.

The weapon refiners of the Hundred Sects shouted angrily again, and the immortals of the Wanyun Sect kept moving forward to argue with them.

However, because of the presence of Limu's daughter, those old people restrained themselves a lot.

Otherwise, if a few more elderly people who have reached their longevity die here, Wanyun Sect will face huge pressure from public opinion.

On the awning boat.

Qing Su was also standing beside Li Pingan, and the three of them looked down together.

"Noisy," Qing Su said dissatisfiedly.

"It should be said that it is quite noisy."

Wenrou just shook her head and sighed, and then looked at Li Ping'an who was smiling at the side:

"You are in a good mood and can still laugh now.

"When these people flock to the Wan Yun Sect's mountain gate, if any of the Wan Yun Sect's disciples can't help but take action, things will really get into trouble."

Li Ping'an said: "Master, Auntie, look at the scolding below, it seems like it goes from round to round."

The corners of Qingsu's mouth turned up: "Indeed, it's quite interesting."

"well!"

Wenrou raised her hand and patted her forehead, feeling that she was really defeated by the master and disciple.

She said:

“It’s very dangerous here.

"Thankfully, Li Mu's daughter showed up to save the siege. Otherwise, those old people who were bribed by the Forging Heaven Sect would have died in anger, and the Wan Yun Sect would have been scolded by the Qi Refiners of Dongzhou.

"You have always been quick-witted. Why don't you think of ideas now? How come... you're just watching a show here."

Qing Su said: "My apprentice doesn't like to curse people very much."

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "Aunt Wenrou, how about we make a bet?"
To be continued...