After such a big incident as Zhen Yuanzi, Western religion naturally became more infamous.

In the secret realm of Lingshan Mountain in the West, Zhunti yelled angrily: "Who did it? Who did this? We have always taken advantage of others, no one dares to take advantage of us!"

Although Zhunti was annoying in the past, at least he got the courtesy he deserved due to his status as a saint.

But after Zhen Yuanzi's accident, Zhunti also suffered bad luck.

A bunch of powerful people used the excuse to practice in seclusion and wouldn't even let them in.

Even if they were forced to let him in, it would only be a cup of tea, and the other party would keep complaining that life was difficult.

Looking at the wild tea boiled in the mountain spring in front of him, Zhunti wanted to splash it in his face.

After all, he is a powerful person. No matter how poor he is, he is not so poor that he cannot afford a cup of spiritual tea, right?

It wasn't until Tongtian deliberately ridiculed him and told what happened to Zhen Yuanzi that he suddenly realized it!

It turns out that the West has taught others to take the blame!

The bitter face of the receptionist became even more bitter: "Maitreya has been in seclusion in Lingshan. How could he rob Zhen Yuanzi? It's a frame-up, this is a frame-up!"

Maitreya is just a new disciple, and his cultivation level has not even reached that of a heavenly being.

Even if he wasn't in Lingshan, Jieying didn't believe that he would rob Zhen Yuanzi.

Not to mention Zhen Yuanzi, any of his disciples could crush Maitreya to death with one hand.

Zhunti shook his head in pain: "I also know it's not him! The problem is that the other party has used the Buddhist Golden Body. Who else can it be besides our people?"

If the other party did not use Buddhist techniques, Zhunti could still be shameless and firmly refuse to admit it.

If the opponent uses the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills, which is the best, Zhunti will immediately blame Sanqing.

However, there is no other sect of Buddhist Golden Body besides Western Buddhism.

With such obvious evidence, even if Zhunti tried to rely on it, he would not be able to find a partner!

Jie Yin's face was full of helplessness: "All my disciples are practicing in Lingshan, so they are definitely not ours, but the other party has disturbed the secret of heaven and we can't figure out who it is!"

A mute who eats Coptis chinensis has unspeakable suffering and can only cope with all changes by remaining unchanged.

"You are not afraid of shadows when you are upright. The entire religion is practicing in seclusion. No one is allowed to go out, lest Zhen Yuanzi finds him at the mountain gate and makes a lot of noise!"

All the powerful officials sided with Zhen Yuanzi, and even the Sanqing Dynasty warned Zhunti.

If something happens to Zhen Yuanzi, they will definitely go to Lingshan and end the relationship with the Western Sect.

Zhunti and Jingyin did not show up, Zhen Yuanzi could not find the person to settle the score, and the matter gradually faded away.

After hearing this, Zu Wu Qiangliang almost burst into laughter.

I'm so lucky, I don't have to worry about Zhen Yuanzi coming to pay homage to me.

Now he doesn't even have the ginseng fruit, so he can't give him any gifts even if he wants to!

It’s just that my sister opened a shop in the Ancestral Witch Palace and took the initiative to help Lu Xinghe make money. What the hell?

Not only did she do it herself, she also dragged Xing Tian to advertise.

"Look, look, Xing Tian is so powerful, he takes the Fortune Pill every day!"

"The secret of the Xingtian God of War, the weapons are integrated with heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and the materials of the flat peach tree are sold!"

"The No. 1 store in the Wu Clan, they have all kinds of medicinal materials. They are genuine and can be used by all ages!"

…

The unlucky Xing Tian had to agree to Jiufeng as a trustee because he betrayed Lu Xinghe.

This entrustment was so successful that it attracted various tribes of the Witch Clan to come to trade.

Looking at the spiritual stones rolling in, Jiu Feng smiled from ear to ear.

After working as a caretaker for a month, Xingtian almost collapsed.

This great witch’s great reputation has been completely lost!

"I won't do it anymore. I won't do it anymore. Jiufeng, go find someone else to do it!"

Jiufeng glared at him: "Huh, betray me and I will ask you to help me for a few days. Are you embarrassed to refuse?"

Xing Tiantian stomped his feet: "I am a great witch, I am the God of War, and I am a role model. How can I sell things?"

Now he has become the object of ridicule by the great witches.

Feng Boyu's master Xiang Liu and others praised him for his majestic appearance and how handsome he stood when they met.

They were not complimenting him, they were clearly despising him for becoming more and more like a pretty boy!

Jiufeng looked at him with a strange expression: "I think of you first for good things, but you still don't appreciate it. Are you sure you don't want to do it?"

Good thing?

Xing Tian despised Jiufeng in his heart: "If you don't want to do such a good thing, you should find someone else!"

This time, even if Jiufeng stepped on him and beat him violently, he would not do it.

Jiufeng sighed, took out a flat peach and threw it: "Okay then, I will give the nine thousand flat peach to anyone who is willing to do it!"

"Wait a moment!"

Xing Tian's eyes straightened and he stared at the flat peach without blinking: "What did you say? Give nine thousand flat peaches to anyone who is willing to do it? That's me!"

"you……"

Jiu Feng laughed heartily, but on the outside she despised him: "You are a great witch, you are the God of War, you are a role model, how can you do the business of selling things?"

"I……"

Xing Tian was immediately speechless. These words were spoken by him himself.

What should we do?

Qiang Liang, who came to look for his sister, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the nine-thousand-year-old flat peach.

"Sister, good sister, my brother is willing to do it for you. How about I give you Pantao?"

He is an ancestral shaman who has participated in the Flat Peach Club and eaten flat peaches for nine thousand years.

Unfortunately, there are too many witches from the Twelve Great Ancestral Witches, so only two representatives can be sent out at a time.

The eldest brother Di Jiang must come every time, and the other ancestral witches can only come in rotation.

One hundred thousand years have passed since then. It’s strange that Qianliang can’t be greedy!

Unexpectedly, the eldest brother took the initiative to ask Ying for help. Jiufeng smiled like a little fox: "One year, you have to help me for one year, right?"

"Of course, if I don't take care of my sister's business, who will take care of it? Xiao Xingtian, do you have any objections?"

The ancestral witch is the ancestral witch. Qiang Liang said a casual word and asked Xing Tian to withdraw obediently.

Bullying witches, bullying witches too much!

Xing Tian went back with tears in his eyes. When he thought about the peach flying into his mouth, he couldn't help but give it to himself.

Flat peach, that’s a nine-thousand-year-old flat peach!

With Zuwu Qiangliang in charge, Jiufeng's advertising slogans have naturally been upgraded.

"The ancestral witches used the Good Fortune Pill, what are you waiting for?"

"The peach tree materials that Zu Wu is purchasing will be gone if you don't buy them!"

"The ancestral witch's first choice for alchemy is the medicinal material. If you miss it today, you will have to wait until next year!"

…

Zu Wu Qiangliang sat there happily, taking out the flat peach and licking it from time to time.

The witches were filled with envy when they saw it. The ancestral witch was the ancestral witch. He could use nine thousand years of flat peach to change his tone.

That was produced by the first flat peach tree in the world!

Seeing Qiang Liang showing off, the other ancestral witches stopped and gathered around Qiang Liang to ask where the flat peaches came from.

After learning that it was given by Jiufeng, they immediately called Jiufeng into the Ancestral Witch Hall.

Di Jiang said with a smile on his face: "Little Princess Jiufeng, you must have become rich recently. You can even buy nine-thousand-year-old peaches."

Zhu Rong licked his tongue greedily: "Oh, I've been too angry recently. It would be great if there was a flat peach!"

Xuan Ming hugged Jiufeng: "Sister Jiufeng, you can't be partial, everyone has a share of good things..."
Chapter completed!