The person who came to collect the debt was a monk from the late Nascent Soul stage of the Blood Saint Sect. He brought a few golden elixirs holding the account book and rushed to the Beast Control Sect's garrison. He found a chair from the ruins of the ground, sat down with a golden sword, and stared coldly at the elder disciple of the Beast Control Sect who was damaged by Huangfu Ren.

?     ? "It's so good for the Shangzong to know that I can't take it out..."       ?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

?        The elder in the middle stage of the God Transformation was extremely angry and almost wished to strangle the golden elixir cultivator to death. The little golden elixir dared to slap him in the God Transformation Period?

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?    ? "Old, I will urge the sect leader to take out the things he wants as soon as possible. I hope the sect will be given a few more days..."                                                                                                      �

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Humph, I'll give you the last night of the Beast Control Sect. If you can't take it out tomorrow morning, my sect will send someone to the Beast Control Sect in person. There are no tributes, so there are always some in the mountain gate?

The mountain gate occupied by your Beast Control Sect is a great spiritual land in the central region.”

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??        At almost the same time, in the Moqifeng Inkstone Pavilion in Mochiyuan, Lin Hao was drinking the tea soaked from the ancient pine tea, and was placing more news from the mouth of the ancient tan Taishang, especially about the news about the Painting Saint Mo Lao.

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?          There is no way. Lin Hao’s Cangsong Ancient Tea, which is so attractive. This is simply a fortune that cannot be met and cannot be sought. Even the ancient Tan Taishang, who is at the peak of the catastrophe, can’t stand this temptation.

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?      ?The Shang of Gutan was intoxicated by tasting Cangsong ancient tea with an admiration on his face.

?          ? He sat outside the door without paying much attention to Lin Hao. He just said something he was willing to say, which was also what he thought should be known to Lin Hao, but it was just because Mo Zu had ordered that Lin Hao should not say much after waking up, because Lin Hao had been damaged by his soul. If he said too much, Lin Hao would be troubled.

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?          ?As for the others... he actually had no impression of Lin Hao, and could not say good or evil. After all, the Supreme Elder like him who was at the peak of the catastrophe often practiced in seclusion within the sect and rarely consulted about worldly affairs.

?    ? His understanding of Lin Hao is limited to hearing and speaking.

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Then stop drinking!”

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He was cleansed from the dirty, and he just sat at the door to guard the door. He thought about the few verbals in the scriptures. Those verbals had stumped him for decades, but at this time, he felt that he had grabbed a light of inspiration. It seemed that as long as he took another sip, he could completely understand the meaning of the verbal!     ?    ? And this was just the beginning. He could clearly feel that his thinking, his cultivation, and even his own Taoism began to show signs of loosening!?             What kind of tea is this?
Chapter completed!