Looking nervous, Qian Shuihen said, “Disciple gave two thousand Spirit Stones, seven Earthly Spirit Pills, one of the Sect’s Hellfighting Spikes, and… and a Plateau Charging Pill.”
Wu Dingqiu’s face grew dark.
Next, Lu Song spoke: “Disciple gave one thousand, five hundred Spirit Stones, three Heavenly Spirit Pills, a treasured fan, and a magical pill.”
Eccentric Song burst out laughing. It was the laughter of release, as if all of his pent up depression from the past few days had suddenly disappeared.
Wu Dingqiu was mad enough, but when he heard the price the two disciples had paid, along with Eccentric Song’s peals of laughter, his rage exploded. He suddenly let out a furious roar. “Good-for-nothing fools! This iron spear is a fake!”
It echoed out like thunder, shattering the Go board. Cracks appeared on the surface of the mountain beneath his feet. Qian Shuihen and Lu Song tumbled to the ground, blood spraying out of their mouths.Their heads spun as Wu Dingqiu’s single word echoed in their hearts.
“Fake…” They were stunned.
This word thundered out in all directions along with his roar, filling nearly half of the entire State Shield Mountain range and reaching even Eastern Refinement City.
It eventually reached the ears of Sun Hua, filling him with confusion. After a moment, his expression changed, and a look of shock filled his face.
“The spear was a fake?” He looked at his companions, and looks of realization appeared on their faces as well.
“It couldn’t be that the iron spear that was a fake, could it…?”
Inside the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, Qiao Ling was in the midst of introducing a magical item to a Cultivator when she heard the noise outside. Amazed, she thought back to Meng Hao’s iron spear, and a strange look appeared on her face.
Next to the pill furnace, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, and they flickered with a mocking expression. Without a word, he closed them again.
Far away from the plateau in the State Shield Mountains, Meng Hao lowered his head and ran even faster.
Eccentric Song’s splitting laughter undulated throughout the mountains. Wu Dingqiu’s face couldn’t look more horrible. He, an Elder of the Violet Fate Sect, had been hoodwinked by a Cultivator of the Qi Condensation stage. Even though it didn’t directly involve him, he would definitely lose face when word spread.
He wanted to track Meng Hao down immediately. He turned to look at Qian Shuihen and Lu Song, who stood there terrified. He was disgusted, but in his heart he sighed. These disciples had spent all their days within the Sect, and didn’t have any experience dealing with outsiders. They were flowers raised indoors, inexperienced and incapable of dealing with schemes.
With a cold harrumph, he tossed the iron spear to the ground and took a few steps forward, casting his senses about in search of Meng Hao. But then, Eccentric Song stepped forward to block his way, laughing complacently.
“Fellow Daoist Wu, please don’t lose your temper,” he said. “Your Violet Fate Sect stresses the need to settle the Qi and calm the mind, to cultivating one’s disposition. Don’t allow a small matter like this to arouse your ire. When it comes to this type of cultivation, you should really do a bit more research into your Sect’s Moral Cultivation Manual.” Eccentric Song laughed heartily. Earlier, he had been prevented from leaving no matter what he said, so of course now he would do the same thing to Wu Dingqiu.
“You…” Wu Dingqiu’s face grew dark, and he stared fixedly at Eccentric Song. But he didn’t say anything.
“You broke the Go board, so now we can’t finish,” said Eccentric Song with a smile. “How about this: You were going to take me to your Violet Fate Sect, right? Well, let’s go! We can chat and play Go for a few months.” The depression had faded completely from his heart. Seeing Wu Dingqiu like this made him incredibly happy. As far as the treasures Meng Hao had taken, he didn’t care anymore. What was most important to him was the look of outrage and insult on Wu Dingqiu’s face.
He pulled at Wu Dingqiu, clearly having no intention of allowing him to resist.
Wu Dingqiu’s heart was filled with gloom. He glared at Eccentric Song, then let out a long sigh. He knew that the man wouldn’t let him pursue Meng Hao. He stamped his foot angrily, then allowed Eccentric Song to pull him up into the air.
“You useless imbeciles won’t be able to keep up,” said Wu Dingqiu, looking down at trembling Qian Shuihen and Lu Song. “The Inner Sect promotion is a failure. Return to the Sect and immediately go into secluded meditation!” The other disciples watched on, pale-faced.
กำลังประสาท เคียน Shuihen กล่าวว่า "ศิษย์ให้หินวิญญาณสองพัน เจ็ดเอิร์ทลี่วิญญาณยา หนึ่งในนิกาย Hellfighting แหลม และ... และเป็นที่ราบสูงชาร์จยา"เติบโตมา Wu Dingqiu หน้ามืดถัดไป เพลงลูพูด: "ศิษย์ให้หินวิญญาณห้าร้อย พัน ยาสวรรค์วิญญาณสาม แฟนไกล และยาวิเศษ"เพลงประหลาดระเบิดหัวเราะออกมา มันเป็นเสียงหัวเราะของ ว่าภาวะซึมเศร้าของเขา pent ขึ้นจากไม่กี่วันผ่านมาทั้งหมดก็หายไปWu Dingqiu บ้าพอ แต่เมื่อเขาได้ยินราคาที่สาวกสองได้ชำระ พร้อมกับ peals Song ความผิดปกติของเสียงหัวเราะ ระเบิดความโกรธของเขา เขาก็ให้ออกเสียงคำรามโกรธ "ขี้กะโล้โท้คนโง่ หอกเหล็กนี้คือ ปลอม 」มันสะท้อนเสียงออกเหมือนฟ้าร้อง ซึ่งทำให้ป่นปี้กระดานไป รอยแตกปรากฏบนพื้นผิวของภูเขาที่อยู่ใต้เท้าของเขา Shuihen เคียนและเพลงลูร่วงลงไปพื้นดิน เลือดที่ฉีดพ่นออกจากปาก หัวปั่นเป็น Wu Dingqiu คำคำเดียวที่พูดย้ำในใจ"ปลอม..." พวกเขาถูกสตันคำนี้สวรรค์ออกในทุกทิศทางพร้อมกับเสียงคำรามของเขา ไส้เกือบครึ่งหนึ่งของช่วงรัฐโล่ภูเขาทั้งหมด และถึงแม้ตะวันออกปรับปรุงเมืองมันจนถึงหูของดวงอาทิตย์ Hua บรรจุเขา มีความสับสน หลังจากครู่ นิพจน์ของเขาเปลี่ยนแปลง ลักษณะของแรงกระแทกเต็มใบหน้าของเขา และ"หอกไม่ปลอม" เขาดูของเขา และลักษณะของสำนึกปรากฏบนใบหน้าเช่นกัน“It couldn’t be that the iron spear that was a fake, could it…?”Inside the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, Qiao Ling was in the midst of introducing a magical item to a Cultivator when she heard the noise outside. Amazed, she thought back to Meng Hao’s iron spear, and a strange look appeared on her face.Next to the pill furnace, the middle-aged man opened his eyes, and they flickered with a mocking expression. Without a word, he closed them again.Far away from the plateau in the State Shield Mountains, Meng Hao lowered his head and ran even faster.Eccentric Song’s splitting laughter undulated throughout the mountains. Wu Dingqiu’s face couldn’t look more horrible. He, an Elder of the Violet Fate Sect, had been hoodwinked by a Cultivator of the Qi Condensation stage. Even though it didn’t directly involve him, he would definitely lose face when word spread.He wanted to track Meng Hao down immediately. He turned to look at Qian Shuihen and Lu Song, who stood there terrified. He was disgusted, but in his heart he sighed. These disciples had spent all their days within the Sect, and didn’t have any experience dealing with outsiders. They were flowers raised indoors, inexperienced and incapable of dealing with schemes.With a cold harrumph, he tossed the iron spear to the ground and took a few steps forward, casting his senses about in search of Meng Hao. But then, Eccentric Song stepped forward to block his way, laughing complacently.“Fellow Daoist Wu, please don’t lose your temper,” he said. “Your Violet Fate Sect stresses the need to settle the Qi and calm the mind, to cultivating one’s disposition. Don’t allow a small matter like this to arouse your ire. When it comes to this type of cultivation, you should really do a bit more research into your Sect’s Moral Cultivation Manual.” Eccentric Song laughed heartily. Earlier, he had been prevented from leaving no matter what he said, so of course now he would do the same thing to Wu Dingqiu.“You…” Wu Dingqiu’s face grew dark, and he stared fixedly at Eccentric Song. But he didn’t say anything.“You broke the Go board, so now we can’t finish,” said Eccentric Song with a smile. “How about this: You were going to take me to your Violet Fate Sect, right? Well, let’s go! We can chat and play Go for a few months.” The depression had faded completely from his heart. Seeing Wu Dingqiu like this made him incredibly happy. As far as the treasures Meng Hao had taken, he didn’t care anymore. What was most important to him was the look of outrage and insult on Wu Dingqiu’s face.He pulled at Wu Dingqiu, clearly having no intention of allowing him to resist.Wu Dingqiu’s heart was filled with gloom. He glared at Eccentric Song, then let out a long sigh. He knew that the man wouldn’t let him pursue Meng Hao. He stamped his foot angrily, then allowed Eccentric Song to pull him up into the air.“You useless imbeciles won’t be able to keep up,” said Wu Dingqiu, looking down at trembling Qian Shuihen and Lu Song. “The Inner Sect promotion is a failure. Return to the Sect and immediately go into secluded meditation!” The other disciples watched on, pale-faced.
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