Wangxu seemed to be a different person. The previous majesty, harshness, and cruelty were all gone. Looking at Sun Li, he shook his head calmly and said: "Twenty thousand spiritual stones, I can't scoop them out."

, even the entire Subaoshan cannot collect so many spiritual stones. I will give you five thousand yuan at most."

"Ten thousand, Master Master, bargaining like this is demeaning your status."

"Six thousand, there really isn't any more." Wangxu's expression remained unchanged, and his face was not as thick as usual.

"Seventeen thousand!"

"Eight thousand, that's a fixed price."

After some haggling...

Sun Li still underestimated the shame of a person like Wangxu. If Sun Li was in Wangxu's position, how could he have the nerve to hack and slash with a new disciple under his sect?

But for the sake of some profit, Wanxu did not hesitate to lose face and trample on his own identity! He was able to chop off thirteen thousand spiritual stones.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Sun Li took away the storage ring containing the spirit stone, handed over the second half of the "ancient book", and only after verifying that it was correct did he leave.

…

After leaving the Zhengwu Hall, Sun Li was secretly frightened and put away the two treasure jars he had been holding in his hands.

Although he had the real ancestor as his backing, he couldn't help but after seeing the Kung Fu in vain, he turned to Da Biansheng and captured him. Although he looked tough on the surface, he was extremely nervous in his heart.

On the line between life and death, talking about this kind of business with Wangxu is no safer than seeking skin from a tiger.

But his wealth was also shocking to him. He had obtained Wang Jie's storage ring, even though Wang Jie was relatively poor. It was estimated that the average net worth of the elders of the generation in the door was only a few hundred spiritual stones.

. But it is vain to scoop out 13,000 spiritual stones directly without even using anything else to compensate him. He has been corrupted so much in these years as the headmaster!

Sun Li originally thought that he was "extremely rich", but now he realized that he was nothing compared to the illusion.

Sun Li secretly regretted it. If he had known that the price was too high, 20,000 yuan would probably not be enough, but 15,000 yuan should be no problem.

Luo Huan smiled and said, "Just be satisfied. A trap technique, and that fool actually spent thirteen thousand spiritual stones to buy it. Are you still not satisfied?"

"Hahaha!" Sun Li also laughed.

His greed, shamelessness and tyranny have reached the limit of his tolerance. Now that he has used such a trap to trick him, he is naturally very relieved secretly.

Of course, it would be even happier if there was someone to share this comfort with.

Sun Li knew that before long, the entire sect would share it with him!

In fact, this technique was not a temporary thought of Luo Huan, but a very famous technique in ancient times. Luo Huan only made slight changes to make it more suitable for Sun Li to perform.

Even Luo Huan didn't see anything wrong with this technique at first glance, let alone that it was false?

Wangxu will definitely have doubts. He may even assign his disciples to practice first. But no matter how he tests it, there will definitely be no problem with this technique.

This trap is too advanced. Not to mention vain, even a strong person in the human realm will still fall into it!

…

After Sun Li suppressed it for a long time, he finally let out a long breath of bad breath.

Walking back to Wangshan Villa, I was going to get together with Jiang Shiyu and the others.

The Zhengwu Hall is located in the back mountain. Apart from the cave occupied by Zhong Muhe, the location where the Zhengwu Hall is located is the place with the strongest aura of heaven and earth in the entire back mountain.

Wangshan Villa is in the front mountain. When he came, Sun Li saw a dilapidated old house on the hillside of a mountain on the roadside. He didn't pay much attention to it. There were many such buildings in the back mountain, many of which were left by senior masters.

Under the influence, the distribution of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not static. Over tens or hundreds of years, some changes will occur. Places that were originally dense will become thinner, and places that were originally thin may become a spiritual eye.

When some predecessors built these courtyards, the aura of heaven and earth there was rich. Now, they are just barren places that no one cares about.

Sun Li thought that the same was true for this courtyard. No one had lived in it for a long time. Unexpectedly, when he went back, he saw a man sitting at the door of the courtyard with a red bottom.

The bottom of the buttocks was really red, and Sun Li looked familiar: the bloody ancient monument that sealed the entire Wangshan Villa.

The person sitting on the ancient monument is none other than Wulong.

For such a precious magical artifact, others must have cherished it so much that they wanted to burn incense and offer it as an offering, but he just laid it on the ground casually and used it as a stone bench to sit on.

Seeing Sun Li, Wan Long waved to him, then without saying a word picked up the stone bench... No, it was a blood-colored ancient monument, and turned around and entered the courtyard.

Sun Li was a little confused, so what was the origin of this false dragon? He had never been seen in the sect before, and he suddenly appeared and took charge of the execution hall!

Luo Huan said: "The seventh level of the sage realm is on par with delusion."

Sun Li hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward into the courtyard.

The courtyard is quite large. On the main entrance of the main hall, there is a thick red sandalwood plaque with three huge gold characters: Qianlong Hall.

It's just that it's mottled by wind and rain, and the gold paint has peeled off a lot. When combined with the dilapidation of the entire yard, it looks like a dragon trapped in a shallow beach.

Wulong sat in the hall, as steady as an old clock, motionless, waiting quietly for Sun Li to enter, as if he knew that Sun Li would definitely follow.

Sun Li hesitated for a moment, then raised his foot to cross the high threshold and entered the main hall. He bowed his hands to Wulong and said, "Uncle Master summoned the disciples to come here. I don't know what advice you have?"

Wanlong said calmly: "Your name is Sun Li, right? You just came back from Wanxu?"

Sun Li was moved in his heart. This crazy dragon didn't seem to have much respect for the master.

"yes."

Wulong looked him over: "I have been in seclusion for thirty years. I never thought that a disciple with your qualifications could break through to the fourth level of the mortal realm."

Sun Li remained silent, but his heart felt peaceful.

"Are you from Luomeishan, Yuzhou?"

Sun Li nodded: "Exactly."

Wulong's expression softened slightly: "I am also from Yuzhou, after all, we are still fellow villagers."

Sun Li didn't know what to say. Wang Long waved his hand: "I'm afraid you have developed the habit of being cautious at every step in Su Bao Mountain. It's not your fault... Well, remember.

Illusion is not a good thing, but Zhong Muhe is not much better, so be careful."

After saying that, he waved his hand and the scene before Sun Li's eyes suddenly changed. The formations under his feet moved rapidly. He had already moved from the main hall of Qianlong Hall to the road outside the courtyard.

He was suddenly called in, made some incomprehensible remarks, and was suddenly kicked out again. Sun Ligao didn't know what was going on.

He took a look at the courtyard. The gate that originally faced this road had disappeared! There was only a white wall that was not so neat...

Sun Li was filled with doubts. He lowered his head and walked back slowly, but he was thinking about Wulong's last words over and over in his heart.

Illusion is not a good thing. But Zhong Muhe is not much better...

The real ancestor Zhong Muhe has mixed reviews among the sects, but one generally accepted theory is that the ancestor has a perverse personality - which seems to mean that he acts recklessly.

But Zhong Muhe was kind to Sun Li, and Wu Long suddenly said this. Was he trying to sow discord, or was he really kind?

When it comes to sowing discord, he is a stranger, even a fellow countryman, and he said such a thing without any basis or evidence. Can Sun Li believe it? Will it be effective?

Is there really something wrong with Zhong Muhe?

Sun Li thought about it and thought it was unlikely. No matter how Zhong Muhe compares to other people, the sudden appearance of flowers early in the morning was enough to show that he was sincere to him.

Sun Li couldn't figure it out and was a little confused.

Wu Yao was impatient: "Why is it so troublesome? If you don't understand it, just stop thinking about it. Just take it one step at a time. What big deal can happen?"

Sun Li also smiled, no longer worried about this little episode, and returned to Wangshan Villa smoothly.

Jiang Shiyu and others had been waiting for Sun Li, and they were relieved to see him back. When everyone met, they all felt like they were surviving a disaster!

After this incident, Jiang Shiyu finally accepted Zhong Lin, and his smiles gradually increased during the conversation.

Tomorrow is the big exam, and no one dared to delay any longer. After chatting for a while, they went back to their houses to prepare for the battle.

Not long after Sun Li returned to his hut, he heard the sound of clogs coming from a distance and approaching outside his door.

"Sun Li, can you come out and talk?"

Sun Li frowned, it was Tian Yingdong's voice.

He opened the door, and Tian Yingdong, wearing a white gown, stood calmly outside the door.

The doors to Jiang Shiyu and Zhong Lin's rooms also opened. Jiang Shiyu looked eager to try. Sun Li went to give him a look to make him restrain himself.

Tian Yingdong didn't even bother to see Jiang Shiyu and Zhong Lin. He just asked Sun Li: "Let's go for a walk together?"

Sun Li's eyes fell on the wooden clogs on his feet. He turned around, closed the door and followed him out of the small courtyard.

Jiang Shiyu looked back at Zhong Lin: "What kind of medicine is this hypocrite, Mr. Rabbit, selling in his gourd?"

Zhong Lin slowly shook his head, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

…

If Sun Li remembered correctly, this was Tian Yingdong's first time wearing clogs after coming to Subaoshan.

When they were in Lienhuātai Village, the elders in the family all wore straw sandals. Not many people could afford to wear cloth shoes, and they had to do farm work. Straw sandals were cheap and wear-resistant, so they were really the best choice.

Clogs are the sturdiest, and they are simple and can be made by yourself. However, they are hard under the feet, do not follow the feet, and are difficult to exert force. Only students in private schools wear them.

Tian Yingdong wore it again today.

"Definitely..."

The sound of clogs was particularly loud at night. When walking through Wangshan Villa, people in many small courtyards stretched out their heads to look curiously. Sun Li frowned: Tian Yingdong seemed to want this effect.

After the two of them left the courtyard, Tian Yingdong smiled faintly: "We two fellow villagers have never been alone together. We are really a little alienated."

Another fellow countryman came to Sun Li's mind: Wulong.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Tian Yingdong thought he had resentment in his heart and explained: "Don't blame me for not protecting you before. You must have seen clearly what is going on in Subao Mountain. Even if I want to help you,

We also have to consider other factors, but there is really nothing we can do.”

Sun Li nodded: "Of course I know this."
Chapter completed!