Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1229: Multiply by 10

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The morning sun is rising, shed light golden brilliance, shining in the woods.

Qingyun's expression is calm, no happiness or anger can be seen, but the depths of his eyes are full of anger and bitterness.

This is especially true for the elderly.

His expression is declining, his head is full of white hair, like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time. Especially after thinking of his next destiny, despair appeared on his face.

This makes Gu Chen look amused, full of jokes.

Ling Xian is not like that. Given his status and strength today, he really doesn't bother to care about Qingyun. Asking him to come here just wants to settle the matter, and then they have nothing to do with each other.

"I have seen you."

Qingyun arched his hands, humiliating and bitter.

Although this is just a normal courtesy, don't forget that he and Ling Xian had a grudge. In this case, seeing courtesy is no different from serving soft.

How can he not feel humiliated?

But he can't help it. Even if he is angry, he has to endure it.

"Okay, just leave it out if you are courteous."

Ling Xian waved his hand, glanced at Qingyun, and said: "I called you, you should know why."

"I know, to settle the account."

Qingyun smiled bitterly, regretting that he hadn't lowered his posture in the first place, and invited Lingxian to join his tribe, and regretted why he had to make things difficult for the ancient fire tribe.

It's okay now, not only has to assume a lower posture, but also has to bleed heavily.

"I brought this person. Your Excellency wants to kill or pluck, I have nothing to say."

Qingyun glanced at the old man coldly, intending to sacrifice him and calm Ling Xian's anger.

This made the old man's body tremble, desperate and helpless.

He knew Qingyun would bring herself here for a long time to vent her anger to Ling Xian. In this regard, he naturally has ten thousand reluctances, but what can be done?

Leave aside the horror to defeat Ling Xian who is the strongest in the Cang Yue Mountain Range, Qing Yun alone is not something he can contend.

Therefore, he closed his eyes as if admitting his fate, waiting for death to come.

"I'm not interested in killing." Ling Xian said lightly, without even looking at the old man. For him, the old man has already received the punishment he deserves, and there is no need to hold on to it. That way, it would only appear that he is narrow-minded and has no tolerance for others.

When he heard his words, the old man was plunged into great ecstasy, and at the same time, he was ashamed.

On the contrary, Qingyun's heart sank and became more bitter.

Since Ling Xian doesn't plan to deal with the old man, he will definitely deal with him. In this way, he is naturally a little nervous.

"The account I want to calculate is you and me, or the account with the ancient fire tribe, it has nothing to do with this person."

Ling Xian glanced at Qing Yun faintly, then moved his gaze to Gu Chen, and said: "How many years has the Guhuo Tribe been under the Qingshui Tribe?"

Hearing this, Gu Chen was slightly startled, not understanding what Ling Xian meant. However, he didn't ask carefully, he thought about it and said: "It should be thirty-four years."

"In other words, thirty-four years of offerings?" Ling Xian said lightly.

"Yes, I pay as much every year, not less than half a spiritual stone." Gu Chen nodded, faintly aware of something, and couldn't help but get excited.

"You hear me."

Ling Xian looked at Qingyun and said, "I understand, too."

"Yes, I understand."

Qingyun showed a bitter face and said: "After I go back, I will send someone to return the consecrations over the past 34 years to the ancient fire tribe in full."

"It's only thirty-four years, but it's not enough." Ling Xian shook his head lightly, and slowly said something that made a few people startled.

"Multiply by ten."

The voice fell, and several people were suddenly stunned.

What is multiplied by ten?

Thirty-four...multiplied by ten?

Qingyun's lungs are almost exploding. Go to your uncle. I have seen a lion open his mouth. I have never seen such a big open mouth!

At the moment, he exploded with a terrifying aura, and instantly shattered the void. Like a beast at the gate, violent and fierce, shaking all directions.

"You really don't cry without seeing the coffin."

Ling Xian's expression fell cold, and when he raised his hand, a palm blasted out, easily disintegrating Qingyun's momentum and photographing the person on the ground.

Boom!

The ground cracked, Qingyun spurted blood, and most of his teeth were shattered.

This shocked Gu Chen and the old man with horror.

Although he had expected that Gu Chen had even seen Ling Xian's strength with his own eyes, when he saw Qing Yun being suppressed by his one move, a huge wave was still set off in his heart.

That's the Qingyun who is famous for the Cangyue Mountain Range. It can't stop even a single move. How can they not be shocked? But when I thought about it, I was relieved.

Even the strongest person in the Cang Yue Mountain Range couldn't stop Ling Xian's move, so what did Qing Yun count?

"Ahem, **** it!"

Qingyun coughed up blood, humiliated and angry, but more bitter.

He can see that the gap between himself and Ling Xian is really too big, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to resist.

"I advise you to be honest."

Ling Xian glanced at Qing Yun faintly, and said: "Three hundred and forty offerings, one must not be less, otherwise, be careful of your head."

Qingyun was almost mad after hearing this. He is one of the overlords of the Cangyue Mountain Range. Who would dare to speak to him in such a tone?

By the way, Ling Xian dared, and he was helpless.

Even if he is angry, he must bear it!

"I'll give you three counts to consider." Ling Xian looked indifferent, and slowly spit out a cold word.

"One."

When the voice fell, Qingyun suddenly became frightened, and shouted: "I promise, I promise!"

Hearing this, Gu Chen glanced at him contemptuously. He didn't expect the patriarch of the grand tribe to be so embarrassed.

However, the old man expressed understanding.

Ling Xian is really terrifying. People on the same line as him will naturally have nothing. But if you stand on the opposite side of him, that kind of fear can definitely make a person collapse!

"Very good."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction, and said: "You are actually acquainted."

After hearing this, Qingyun could only respond with a wry smile.

He also felt that he was too persuaded, but there was nothing he could do. In the face of a monster that easily suppresses him, who can not be afraid?

"Go, I'll give you the offering within three days. I want you to pay for it with blood if you are missing a spirit stone." Ling Xian looked indifferent.

"Yes..."

Qing Yun sighed, struggling to get up from the ground, and then flew towards Qingshui tribe with the help of the old man.

When I saw this, Gu Chen smiled heartily: "It's so happy~ IndoMTL.com~ It's so happy."

"Indeed." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and the anger in his heart dissipated completely.

"Thank you, senior, if it weren't for you, my ancient fire tribe wouldn't have the scenery it is today." Gu Chen was deeply moved and grateful.

"You don't have to say thank you."

Ling Xian waved his hand and said: "It's been three days, how are the people taking Pojing Pill?"

"Very good. Two of them have broken through to the path of choice, and the rest are almost the same."

Gu Chen smiled, and said: "I calculated it, and it won't be long before ten powerful Dao-choosing realms will emerge from my ancient fire tribe!"

"Not bad."

Ling Xianmu showed satisfaction, and said: "Ten strong men in the selection period, plus the patriarch and elders of the Agni Huo tribe, are more than enough to guard the Ancient Huo tribe."

Speaking, he looked at Gu Chen and said: "Next, it's time for the ancient patriarch to fulfill his promise."