The practitioners of Tianxintai act very casually and have no relatively fixed allies in the four schools and five platforms.

Ji Busheng is even more representative of his own actions, so when he thought of pulling a table in, he didn't know who to choose.

Then he simply considered it from Feng Jun's perspective - which station he would rather participate in the construction of the spiritual vein?

That is undoubtedly Wuyoutai. Feng Jun had a lot of dealings with Wuyoutai before this.

Even when he was still very weak, the cultivators of Wuyoutai came into contact with him and even participated in the construction of Zhige Mountain.

Later, Feng Jun was not very close to Wuyoutai. It was not because of any conflict, but because there was a decrease in related businesses.

When Ji Busheng thought of this, he contacted Qingge, the real person in charge of Wuyoutai.

Qingge is in charge of course and knows that Bai Litan is also aware of such good things. He will definitely be willing to participate. However, Wuyoutai has many miscellaneous things recently, and the golden elixir does not harm his clones. If he sends disciples from the Chenqi period to come, he will not respect Feng Shanzhu enough.

So Qingge was in charge and asked Busheng Real People to help sign up first. In a few days, real people would arrive.

And the cultivators of this Wuyoutai are really worthy of the word "Wuyou". More than ten days have passed, but no real person has arrived. Instead, more than a dozen masters of heaven have come, including Master Yan, who has discussed the formation with Feng Jun.

What these masters mean is that the Taili Jindan will come soon. Before they arrive, if there is anything to do in Bailitan, you can communicate with us.

Ji Busheng was so angry that he vomited blood. This was really a frightening thing. When Wuyoutai was doing things, he was too heartbroken!

So he did not allow these masters to come and harass Feng Jun, but he himself had to explain to Feng Jun.

"Then let's go to Wuyoutai," Feng Jun nodded indifferently, "I haven't seen Master Yan for a long time. Jiushan goes to invite Master Yan to come."

After a long time, Master Yan actually advanced to the first level and reached the third level of the world, but in the end he was still the first level of the world.

Master Yan loves to study formations and is not very good at socializing. Now that Feng Jun’s golden elixir has become, he can easily dissipate a little breath, and he is so frightened that he doesn’t know how to deal with it. Even the golden elixir of Wuyoutai has never had much close contact!

Feng Jun still wanted to talk to him about the old things, but he couldn't go back to that feeling.

So he chatted politely for a while and took out a token to the other party - with this thing, he could enjoy a free deduction when he was hitting the mid-level level of the world.

Master Yan also heard how magical Feng Jun’s deduction was. After receiving this token, he left with great gratitude.

His relationships are not very broad, but because he is good at formations, he has a certain connection with Tiantong. So after leaving the manor, he first walked around Tiantong's courtyard.

However, he was recruited by Master Feng Shan, and the other masters of Wuyoutai were worried about it. When he saw him not going back to Wuyoutai's camp, he walked towards Tiantong courtyard. Several masters chased him to see what he was going to do.

Master Yan has no other meaning, he just wants to consult someone from Tiantong to find out how much this token is worth.

"The token of the mid-level deduction," Tiantong people saw more of this kind of thing, "Seven Thousand Spirit Stones... Well, considering that there is no faction restriction, the price can be raised to 7,500. This person on Wuyoutai, you saw that you came out of Feng Shanzhu. Is this thing a gift?"

Master Yan nodded in a daze, "It was a gift, and I and Master Feng Shan were old acquaintances."

"Then sell it," a high-ranking senior walked out of the backyard. "You are familiar with Master Feng, so it's not difficult to get this thing."

"You Tiantong is in the world again," a mid-level outfit appeared behind Shangren Yan, and he smiled and said, "I want the eight thousand spirit stones."

"Where are we bullying?" Tiantong's advanced high-level snorted unhappily, "This is Bailitan, Feng Shanzhu's territory. Do we have the courage to lower the price? You are the ones who are serious about raising the price!"

"You can just pull it down," Chuchen Middle-level shook his head disapprovingly, "It is possible to sell this thing for more than 10,000 spirits. Do you still say that you are not a profiteer?"

Tiantong's advanced high-level eyes rolled, "Please figure it out, this is the origin, and there are not so many price gouging."

The mid-level scholar said with a smile, "Only the place of origin can be sold at a price. Many people who come to deduce have no tokens themselves. They are anxious to buy it, so how much is it to you?"

Tiantong was unhappy with his high-level status, and his face sank, "The market is for you casual cultivators to lead the bad things. I tell you, leave quickly and don't play tricks in my Tiantong courtyard."

At this moment, a golden elixir spiritual sense descended, but it was Ji Zhenren who recognized the person, "Boy, do you know that Gong Yang Youyu is doing this?"

"I've seen a real person," Chuchen Middle-level bowed to the air and said with a smile, "The main reason is that my family is short of tokens for deduction, so they have come out to buy it everywhere. We are the ones who bought Hua Ling Stone, not making trouble."

Zhenren Ji did not do anything to this guy. Tiantong must be more powerful than the Gongyang family, but he himself is not as good as the Gongyang family. What is particularly important is that the Gongyang family has two high-level Jindan levels nearby, and he is only mid-level Jindan levels.

So there was no way to make a big deal about this matter. He snorted coldly, "If you want to acquire it, we don't care if you leave Tiantong. If you do it in this yard, I'm really rude!"

The middle-level Gongyang family dared not dare to commit suicide anymore. They turned around and went out, saying, "Eight thousand five, I'll take it!"

"I won't sell it," Mr. Yan replied angrily, turned around and saw several fellow disciples, "Why are you here too?"

"Young Brother Yan is lucky," a high-ranking senior looked at him, his eyes full of envy. "Just look at the old friend and you can get such a heavy gift. Master Feng Shan is indeed a nostalgic person."

Master Yan nodded, "Master Feng Shan is really nostalgic, but it's a pity that I don't dare to talk to him too much... the real person is under pressure."

As the few people said, they walked out, and the Gongyang family followed him, "Fellow Daoist, is it 8,000-5?"

Master Yan also knew who the other party was. The secret family still put a lot of pressure on ordinary people, and the other party's cultivation was high. However, in the end, he shook his head, "Sorry, fellow Taoist, Master Feng is still nostalgic for his old love. How can I let this love down?"

The middle class of Qianchen snorted in disappointment, but he didn't dare to make things difficult for Wuyoutai cultivator, "Actually, you have something to do. Is it not good to buy some tokens cheaply? The settlement price of Feng Shanzhu and Taiqing and Chi Feng is actually very cheap."

Master Yan hasn't spoken yet, the advanced high-level Wuyoutai spoke out, "That fellow Taoist can go to Taiqing or Chifeng to buy the token. Why bother me, Junior Brother Yan? Do you really think that I can bully Wuyoutai?"

The man from the Gongyang family looked at him lightly and turned away, "I just think you are stupid and don't know how to make money!"

After all, in Bailitan, if you change the place, the two sides might start fighting.

Feng Jun received it for a day and finally had time to have a drink in the evening. The ones who accompanied him were Mi Yunshan and Mei family. Yun Buyao was still young and didn't drink.

After the meal, he comforted Mi Yunshan again, and then disappeared when it was dawn.

At noon, the real person from Wuyoutai arrived. He was the elder Qingya Zhenren and the seventh level of Jindan cultivation.

After Ji Busheng saw her, he was a little surprised, "Why are you here? Is there no man in Wuyoutai?"

The cultivator of Wuyoutai is originally very Buddhist, and the Qingya Zhenren is even more like a idyllic clan. She originally had a golden elixir companion, which was a small level higher than her. Unfortunately, she died unexpectedly during the hunting of the demon.

After that, Qingya Zhenren became more and more unintentional, and even if she was alive, that was a question. She was not among the hardware elixirs. This time she was here. No wonder Ji Busheng was surprised.

"Don't mention it," Qingya Zhenren had no airs. She shook her head and said helplessly, "Qingge insisted on me to come, saying that Feng Shanzhu likes to deal with Kun Xiu... Who did you think I was provoking whom? At my age, can you still use color?"

Ji Busheng laughed when he heard it. He liked to deal with such quick-talking people. "Don't say, Feng Shanzhu and Kun Xiu... they really mean to be kind to the point, but I think it's mostly the time when things go wrong."

Then he took Qingya Zhenren to the manor and entered the front yard. He saw Qu Jianlei sitting there with a sad face, "Old Qu, are you... driven out by Xiaomeng?"

"Don't mention it," Qu Jianlei waved his hand and said depressedly, "Master Feng is gone again."

"You... are quite bitter," Ji Busheng laughed when he heard it. Qu Zhenren's bodyguard who claimed to be Feng Shanzhu was left behind in just a few days, which has become a daily joke in Bailitan.

Then he turned his head to look at Qingya Zhenren, spread his hands helplessly, "There's no way, you're late, you said you are Wuyoutai... Oh, what have you been doing?"

Zhenren Qingya was not in a hurry, but just smiled lightly, "If you come late, then wait. I'm fine anyway, Zhenren Qu... Take the liberty to ask, are you Chi Feng Rongxun?"

For Qu Jianlei, this is simply a pot that doesn’t open. Are you laughing at me for not taking care of my benefactor?

He drooped his eyes and groaned, "Yeah."

Qingya Zhenren didn't care about his emotions, but instead nodded in his heart. The rumors were true. Master Feng Shan was able to make the old man's peak of the world hug pill, "How many days will he go?"

Qu Jianlei shook his head, pointed to Meijiushan not far away, and spoke weakly, "Ask them."

Qingya Zhenren glanced over, and Mei Jiushan hurriedly greeted him, "Mei Jiushan has seen Zhenren when Zhujianfeng Peak."

"The Mei family of Zhujianfeng..." Qingya murmured softly, then nodded slightly, "It's also a family of all. How many days will you go to Master Feng Shan is going?"

Mei Jiushan was proud of being called "the big children" by a high-level Jindan. He bowed and replied respectfully, "I really don't know how many days Master Feng Shan has gone, but he went to send an invitation to the Baodan celebration."
Chapter completed!