But if it’s just a matter of competition between assassins, there are not many people in the world who can definitely beat Li Fan now. What’s more, the fact is that even Zhi Jingzi, the strongest attacker in Hengshan, can’t break through his star core. Unless the Shangqing

The leader, Hengshan Sixuan Daojun, is here personally, otherwise others may really have nothing to do with him.

And as expected, those who came this time were not for fighting.

A female crown in the divine transformation stage stood on the bow of the ship, followed by four or five Shangqing monks escorting the ship. A flying treasure ship arrived and came to make a deal.

"Jiutian Xuanzu Yuanjun Great Heavenly Lord, poor nun Zongxin, has met Junior Brother Li. I came here to ask for help with a shameless face. I wonder if Junior Brother can give me half of the spirit moth."

This female crown has a kind face and kind eyes, a majestic appearance, and a rather amiable demeanor. However, when she speaks, she is not polite at all and goes straight to the topic.

As she waved her hand, the Hengshan monks opened the hatch of the treasure ship, revealing piles of spiritual materials and elixirs, ores and jade, gold and silver jewelry. Maybe many of them were found in the military camp.

It seems that Hengshan did not expect to be forced to this point.

"Master Zongxin is so polite. I, Li Qingyue, was also entrusted by a friend to take care of these immortal pets. I was thinking about whether they were well fed and warmly dressed. I was afraid that I would not take good care of them and miss one. I will return it someday.

It's not easy to tell friends at this time. How can I take them out privately and trade them with others? How can I live up to the trust and trust that my best friend has in me? Don't mention this matter again!"

Li Fan's spiritual consciousness scanned the entire boat of garbage and expressed his rejection.

Master Zongxin’s expression remained unchanged, and he still had a gentle smile, as if he was wearing a mask.

"Qingyue Shenjun values ​​​​love and righteousness. He is really a role model for our generation. I admire him deeply. It's just that the god doesn't know. The nun is practicing in Huangting Palace. My Zixu Immortal Lord is refining a new elixir recently. He needs to use it.

When the ninety-nine spiritual silkworms are turned into medicine, I would also like to ask Qingyue Shenjun to do a small favor. We are all fellow Xuanmen, and I, the Huang Ting Palace lineage, will definitely remember your kindness today."

Li Fan laughed when he heard this and said, "Oh, you should have told me earlier. It turned out to be Dao Lord Zixu who asked for it in person. How can a few moths have the nerve to thank Dao Lord Lao for kissing her and insisting on giving any kind of thank you gift?"

, No, no, no, really no. I’m so sorry.”

Master Zongxin said, "...Haha, Lord Shen is right, I have not thought well, so for the sake of Lord Dao, I can use this shipload of mountain goods in exchange for your sixty spiritual moths."

The Lord God also gives an accurate number, success or failure is just a word, and the poor nun is just a messenger."

Li Fan shook his head, "A mere thank you is not a sign of respect, and I don't want to make it too difficult for the master, but since you are so insistent, for the sake of Taoist Master's golden words, all Taoist comrades and models of righteousness, I will suffer a little loss.

Do me a small favor and let twelve moths be raised for you, remember to return them."

Master Zongxin looked cold and said, "Master Shen, don't be joking."

Li Fan also rolled his eyes at her, "Why, you don't want it? Then you're wasting my time by talking nonsense to me for a long time? Don't you know that my time is very precious? How many people are behind you? How about you guys?

Let’s go together?”

"..." Master Zongxin was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "What the Lord taught you is that it was the poor nun who made a mistake. Twelve are twelve, and one word is final."

Li Fan pinched his nostrils and said, "Wait a minute, I changed my mind. Let's have ten."

The smile on Master Zongxin's face froze, and she turned away.

Li Fan waved his hand, "Hey, hey, don't go. I made a mistake, okay? There are only twelve. Alas, you have made a lot of money, and I have suffered a big loss!"

Master Zongxin turned her back to Li Fan, and her chest rose and fell violently several times. Then she controlled her emotions, turned her face, smiled politely, clasped her hands and bowed,

"Thank you God Lord for your teachings. I will keep Zong Xin and Huang Ting Palace in my heart."

Li Fan smiled and waved his hand, "As long as Huang Tinggong remembers this kindness, forget it, Master. I'm still young and we are not suitable."

Master Zongxin took a deep breath, closed his eyes and stood quietly, exhaling and regulating his breath. The veins in his temples twitched for a while before they calmed down.

Li Fan stood aside and suddenly felt something in his heart. He felt as if he had learned the "Huangting Inner Scenery Technique".

It seems that it is because it cannot be ruled out that the god-transformation monks in Huangting Palace will practice the techniques of other sects. Anyway, we will confirm with the system what is copied this time after the update.
Chapter completed!