You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Yan Qinghui looked at Xiao Yun for a long time, then slowly said, "What on earth is going on?"

"Master, these things are a long story..."

Xiao Yun was about to explain from the beginning when he heard Yan Qinghui say coldly: "I don't want to hear nonsense, please keep it short."

Xiao Yun was slightly embarrassed and immediately recovered as before.

He opened his mouth and explained: "Disciples see that the green rock bamboo is decreasing day by day in Xiaozhu Peak, while the other six peaks are cutting down green rock bamboo without restraint."

"In order to maintain the environment of Xiaozhufeng and help other Liufeng disciples develop the habit of diligence and thrift, the disciples took it upon themselves to formulate a charging model for Xiaozhufeng Green Rock Bamboo."

"But other Six Peaks disciples not only did not understand the disciple's painstaking efforts, they first blamed the disciple and then forcibly cut down the tree."

"This disciple has no choice, so he asked Senior Brother Zhong to help set up the mountain protection formation at Xiaozhu Peak."

"That's the thing about the spirit stones. The disciples didn't rob them of their spirit stones at all. Those spirit stones were just consumed by them in the Xiaozhu Peak Mountain Protection Formation."

"The beatings were caused by them provoking the disciples, and the disciples were forced to fight back."

"This is my disciple's explanation. Master, do you understand?" Xiao Yun said to Yan Qinghui with a smile.

Yan Qinghui had a sullen face and said coldly: "I'll make it short, why are you talking so long?"

After saying that, Yan Qinghui glanced around at the heads of all the peaks present.

Finally, the eyes were on Qin Wuyang of Lieyang Peak and Master Jingzhen of Shuiyue Peak.

"Senior brother and sister, those two disciples of yours can't even beat me, a disciple of the Miscellaneous Spirit Root who has just started. It's okay not to have such useless disciples, so as not to embarrass our Spirit Sword Sect."

Yan Qinghui looked at the other people and said calmly: "Do you all understand my explanation as a disciple of the Miscellaneous Spiritual Root?"

"Those spiritual stones are the cost of chopping Xiaozhufeng greenstone. After so many years, I only charge you these few spiritual stones, which is already cheap enough."

"From now on, when we come to Xiaozhu Peak to cut green rock bamboo, we will follow the charging model set by this Zalinggen disciple."

After saying that, Yan Qinghui shook her sleeves and walked out of the hall directly.

Xiao Yun immediately followed him in a hurry.

Seeing his smug look with the corners of his mouth raised, Yang Xuhao really wanted to tear his mouth apart!

After Yan Qinghui led Wen Qing and Xiao Yun away.

The hall immediately exploded.

Master Jingzhen stood up with a livid face and said to the head master: "Senior brother, you just let her go like this?"

"Do you think she still pays attention to us senior brothers and sisters?"

The first Ancient Stone Elder of Wuchen Peak also looked at the master with helplessness: "Brother, the master, my disciple Yue Su's spiritual stone was not taken away because he cut green rock bamboo at Xiaozhu Peak."

Qin Wuyang was secretly sulking, thinking: "A bunch of useless useless disciples."

"Is it true that my disciple Hongyan can't even defeat a miscellaneous spirit root?"

"With all the people on Lieyang Peak, are they all dead? Are you watching your junior sister being bullied?"

"This may not be as simple as what I heard."

The more Qin Wuyang thought about it, the angrier he became, and he turned to look at his eldest disciple Zhong Tianyan.

This boy was looking at Wen Qing's back outside the hall intently, looking foolish.

Qin Wuyang became even more angry and kicked Zhong Tianyan on the butt: "What are you still doing here? Why don't you go back to Lieyang Peak to set up the Sun Gathering Formation?"

Zhong Tianyan staggered after being kicked, but he was not angry at all. After all, the matter was successfully resolved today.

He smiled apologetically at Qin Wuyang and said, "It's Master. Disciple, I'll go back now."

At this time, Yang Xuhao also stood up and saluted the real master: "Report to the master, no matter how expensive the Green Rock Bamboo in Xiaozhu Peak is, I can't accept nearly [-] spiritual stones from my disciples!"

"Besides, their mountain-protecting formation is really dangerous. I suggest it be dismantled!"

The real person in charge waved his hand gently and said: "You don't need to discuss these small matters with me. If you have any questions, just go to Junior Sister Yan and talk to me directly."

"The Seven Summits are about to take effect. You'd better hurry up and urge your disciples to practice. Everyone, please go back."

After the Master finished speaking, he left the hall without looking back.

Master Jingzhen shouted from behind: "Senior brother, senior brother, head senior brother!"

The real master seemed to be deaf at this time. Instead of stopping, he walked even faster!

……

Outside the main hall, Yan Qinghui, Wen Qing and Xiao Yun were preparing to return to Xiaozhu Peak.

Just as he was about to ride his sword, Yan Qinghui suddenly discovered that his disciple Wen Qing was riding a flying sword with that boy with mixed spiritual roots.

Moreover, that Zalinggen boy actually boldly held Wen Qing's waist with both hands.

Yan Qinghui frowned, feeling a little dissatisfied.

As a disciple who has been practicing in Xiaozhu Peak for many years and is not familiar with worldly affairs, he was actually taken advantage of by this miscellaneous spiritual root.

Judging from the behavior of the two of them, it seems that they are quite skilled in this matter, and this is not the first time they have done this.

Although she felt unhappy, in front of Wen Qing, Yan Qinghui felt that if she scolded him, it would appear that her thoughts were dirty.

Yan Qinghui immediately said: "Qing'er, you are traveling with me, just in time to try the Ice Soul Sword that my master found for you."

Wen Qing looked at Yan Qinghui with some embarrassment and said, "Master, junior brother, his cultivation level is low. I'm worried that he can't control the Dragon Slaying Sword well."

"Then let him fall from the Dragon-Slaying Sword and fall to death."

The Dragon-Slaying Sword is powerful, so how can it be said that it cannot be controlled well!

It must be this miscellaneous spirit root that deceived his beloved disciple.

If she hadn't seen him willing to die with Wen Qing in the main hall, Yan Qinghui would never have admitted that she had such a disciple.

Yan Qinghui's favor with Xiao Yun dropped again!

Due to the teacher's orders, Wen Qing had no choice but to get off the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

She did not forget to tell Xiao Yun: "Junior brother, be careful. Even if you cannot keep up with Master and me, you must put safety first."

Xiao Yun said quickly: "Thank you, senior sister, for caring. I understand."

Yan Qinghui looked at the two people talking coldly without saying anything.

When Xiao Yun came to the Ice Soul Sword, Yan Qinghui suddenly discovered why the magic flower rope worn by Wen Qing in her hair was missing?

"Qing'er, where is the magic weapon my master gave you?" Yan Qinghui asked in a deep voice.

When the master asked about this, Wen Qing shrank in fright, but she had to answer.

He could only say hesitantly: "Well... Qing'er needs spirit stones for his cultivation... Junior Brother also needs them... Qing'er temporarily mortgaged the flower rope in the Baibao Palace."

Yan Qinghui nodded slightly and did not blame Wen Qing. He just said lightly: "Let's go back to Xiaozhu Peak."

After saying this, Yan Qinghui glanced towards Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun felt a chill approaching and couldn't help but shiver.

Turning his head to look in the direction of the cold air, he found Master Yan Qinghui looking this way.

Through the veil, Xiao Yun could not clearly see Yan Qinghui's expression.

But Xiao Yun had an inexplicable feeling that this master seemed to be trying to mess with him.

It must be an illusion, right? Master is so good to senior sister, how could he be so bad to me?

Xiao Yun comforted himself in his heart.