Chapter 313 Who is in favor and who is against? The Taoist's plan, Yuanjun! Yuanjun!

"Senior Yinlong, Master Yuangui of the Tuyuan Sect has not arrived yet. Do you want to wait a little longer?"

The person who spoke was Xiaotian Zhenjun of the Liyuan Sect. Ever since he was rescued by Yi Chen before, he has been actively approaching him.

However, now he looked respectful, with his hands clasped in front of him, his back slightly arched, and his attitude very respectful, not daring to overstep the line in the slightest.

Yi Chen knew that even though they were still drinking and chatting happily a few months ago, there was now a sad barrier between them.

After killing the companion spirit ghost of the Sword Mother of No Life that day, perhaps because the Sword Mother of No Life cast the final spell of feeding the ghost to allow the spirit ghost to go one step further, the spirit ghost actually contributed a full 180,000 crimson points to him.

This discovery on that day even made Yi Chen recite the Sutra of Rebirth to Wusheng Sword Mother one more time. After all, Wusheng Sword Mother knew that his adopted son was not capable of doing anything wrong.

After ten days of fermentation of the destruction of the Sword Evil Sect, the news gradually spread to the surrounding areas. The previously powerful Star Sword Alliance suddenly disappeared, and some of the sects that withdrew from the group even contacted Yi Chen privately, hoping to join the Hidden Dragon Alliance.

Therefore, today's banquet on the top floor of Wangyue Tower was even more grand than the one held by Duoqing Gongzi that day. However, no one dared to let the leader of Qinyun Sect play the piano and perform today.

Because now they are all good at singing and dancing, how could they have the guts to ask the leader of Hehuan Sect to perform! "It's almost time, let's not wait any longer, let's start now." Yi Chen shook his head and clapped his hands, and all kinds of dishes were served like flowing water.

Each delicacy was carefully cooked with rare spiritual ingredients, and the table was filled with colorful spiritual fruits. More importantly, Yi Chen did not spend a penny on these.

A ruthless man who single-handedly destroyed the Jianxie Sect, such a powerful Zhenjun Jiedao held a banquet in Wangyue Tower. The owner of Wangyue Tower was so happy that he cried. He even prepared a generous gift and hoped that Yi Chen would accept it.

At this moment, a dishevelled figure suddenly appeared in the hall. It was a short old man in a khaki robe. He first bowed to the people around him and then bowed deeply to Yi Chen who was sitting on the main seat.

"My fellow Taoists, I'm sorry, I'm late." Master Yuangui apologized.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Master Yuan Gui, and everyone was silent.

Yi Chen lowered his head and picked up a spoon to stir the bowl of turtle soup on the plate in front of him, but he replied without even looking up: "Since you are here, just find a seat by yourself~"

"Thank you, Senior Yinlong." The old man in the khaki robe was delighted. He didn't expect that it would be so easy to pass this time. After hearing the news of the demise of the Sword Evil Sect, he couldn't believe it. How could the Mother of the Immortal Sword be killed so easily with such a famous reputation?

Relying on his exquisite earth escape technique, he traveled thousands of miles to the mountain gate headquarters of the Jianxie Sect. After seeing the ruins of the Jianxie Sect with his own eyes, he completely gave up hope and hurried towards the Wangyue Tower, but he was still late.

Master Yuan Gui looked around and saw that all the tables in the building were already filled with people. A cold sweat immediately ran down his forehead. Just when he was about to shamelessly ask the maid to add another table at the end, Yi Chen's voice rang out again.

"Hiss, the turtle soup from the Moon Lake in Xuangui City is really unique. It is very different from the turtle soup from other places. It is fresh, mellow, and rich, with a unique fragrance. You must try it. Fellow Taoists, please." Yi Chen picked up the turtle in the soup with chopsticks and bit off most of it. Then he looked at the extremely embarrassed Master Yuan Gui in the field with a look of 'surprise', "Why don't you take a seat, fellow Taoists?"

"Senior Yinlong, there is no room left. Can you please add another table?"

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Gui, the number of tables is limited. The number of members in my Hidden Dragon Alliance is also limited. You can't even get a table. I think you don't care about me and my fellow Daoists at all."

"hidden…."

"Get out! Go back and wait for news!" Yi Chen's voice suddenly rose and he swallowed the last old turtle in one gulp.

Everyone in the building was a smart person. When they saw Yi Chen's statement, they knew what to do. They immediately agreed with him. One person even sneered loudly, "How dare you be late for Senior Yinlong's summons? You have to put aside the biggest things. In order to prevent accidents, I will soon produce a furnace of precious pills. I don't care. I think Fellow Daoist Yuangui is not qualified to attend this meeting at all!"

Master Yuangui retreated awkwardly, feeling extremely remorseful for a moment. You know, he was the one who had fought hard in the hall that day.

The few people who knew him looked at each other and couldn't help but smile.

"Daoyou Yuangui always talks about being cautious and careful, and he practices what he preaches. But today this old fox got defeated. That's amazing."

Yi Chen looked at the expressions of everyone in the field, and for a moment he couldn't help but smile with the corners of his mouth wide open, forming an exaggerated arc.

This group of people under him may not be sweet if they are asked to make sugar, but they will definitely be sour if they are asked to make vinegar. He has never naively thought about gaining the loyalty of these people.

But he doesn't need these people's loyalty at all, just pay tribute to Master Yi and that's it.

He could secretly start trading in evil things again. He had already agreed with the leader of Qinyun Sect to collect evil things from other sects under the pretext of Hehuan Sect, as well as the true scriptures unearthed from various ruins and the martial arts classics derived from them.

Although Yi Chen did not have high expectations for the latter, the former was a real output. Isn't it much better than going out to look for it himself? He had already found a reason. When Qin Yun released the news, his Hehuan Sect wanted to refine an evil magic weapon and needed to buy a large number of such foreign objects. This was simply too reasonable.

The most amazing thing is that the money he spent on acquiring these resources was given to him by the cultivators in front of him. He, Master Yi, did not spend a penny and even made some money.

The highest level of wool plucking is to pluck the wool without letting the sheep bleat. All the cultivators in the field are shrewd people. Even with Yi Chen's evil heart, he can't do it to such an extent. However, making the sheep bleat less is something that Master Yi can easily do.

Trade makes resources flow.

The vast amount of resources he receives every year, if he pays a higher price to buy evil things or intelligence, won't the resources flow back? Everyone gets what they need, and plucking hair won't hurt that much, and then the various sects will have no choice but to work hard for him.

If you don't do it, there are many sects that will do it. They can all be rolled up by him. With the highest military force and the right of redistribution, Yi Chen will also have the highest power in the Hidden Dragon Alliance, and he can concentrate on manpower and combat power.

And there is another benefit of doing so. By purchasing evil ghosts at high prices through stable channels, a group of interest groups can be cultivated in various sects. By then, hehe, in order to protect the interests in their hands, even if someone secretly wants to subvert the Hidden Dragon Alliance, these cultivators who benefited from the trade with the Hehuan Sect will be the first to disagree. This is the secret method of bringing Ying to stir up trouble, cultivation, differentiation and checks and balances.

"You all can come to today's banquet, which is a honor to my Hehuan Sect. I am very happy. Let me toast to everyone first."

Yi Chen picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

For a moment, everyone was so scared that they picked up their glasses and drank them all. Some even hung their glasses upside down to indicate that they would not leave a single drop.

"Now the world is changing and everything is going on. I still have some strength left and I want to build the Hidden Dragon Alliance to protect the area."

"Today, there are a total of thirty-six sects coming. I want seventy percent of the wealth of the eighteen sects that perished half a month ago. If those eighteen sects are willing to join our Hidden Dragon Alliance, they will give twenty percent of their wealth to the alliance every year."

"For the Taoist friends who come here to join our Hidden Dragon Alliance, I will take 25% of the annual income. Please consider it. If anyone among the 18 sects is unwilling, they can now hand over the 70% of the income to our Hehuan Sect and leave.

The quota will be filled by the eighteenth sect that agreed first. If anyone likes a ruined sect’s headquarters, they can also bid for it. "

"The world is in a bad place right now, and I am powerless. At present, my Hidden Dragon Alliance has at most 36 sects joining. Let's discuss it among ourselves. If you have any questions, you can ask our sect leader Qin Yun for all the details of the alliance."

After saying all this, Yi Chen stopped talking and focused on showing off to his fans.

As the big brother, his job is to set the strategy and direction. Naturally, he will not be involved in the specific bargaining work.

Firstly, it is too low-class, and secondly, it leaves room for himself to maneuver. He just needs to master the rules and have the final say on the interpretation.

The owner of Moon Watching Tower had already found out that the great elder of Hehuan Sect liked delicious food, so he spent a lot of time and effort and mobilized countless resources to send plates of precious spiritual materials to his table one after another. Two extremely beautiful girls in thin shirts kept serving him food, and from time to time they "accidentally" rubbed him with a large tomato, looking like they wanted whatever they wanted.

"These old guys in the cultivation world really know how to enjoy themselves." At this moment, Yi Chen felt the joy of having every hair of his body taken care of.

In the past, he had to go out to look for delicious food, but at the banquet today, he even saw the mushroom hotpot from Shanyue City’s Bazhen Pavilion.

Compared with various spiritual ingredients, this mushroom pot is the most common dish on the table.

Yi Chen glanced at the tables of the people seated below him. It was obvious that the various delicacies were one or two levels lower than his own. Even the turtle in the turtle soup he drank was two circles larger than the ones in other people's bowls.

"The owner of Wangyue Tower is really thoughtful this time. How about meeting him after we are done?"

The power of the owner behind the Moon-Watching Tower is truly extraordinary, as he was able to dominate the Moon-Watching Lake in Xuangui City, one of the seven peaks of the Qin Dynasty, and force other forces not to get involved. For a moment, Yi Chen also became somewhat interested.

The discussion in the building was still going on, but the maids who served Yi Chen the food had been replaced. It was not because Yi Chen asked for it, but because the maids with only rudimentary skills were tired from their hands.

The spiritual meal made from special sea beasts was very tough, and it was really difficult for them to break it down piece by piece.

It was not until the starry night that the negotiations in the building came to an end. All parties reached the greatest common denominator in their negotiations, and the Hidden Dragon Alliance was officially established.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"I have accumulated countless merits in my life, and it's worth it!" Yi Chen, the glutton, also ate and drank his fill, patted his belly and left with satisfaction.

At night, the moonlight is as silver.

Outside a beautiful villa somewhere in Xuangui City, a tall Taoist priest and a beautiful woman with a voluptuous figure stood side by side.

The evening breeze tonight is exceptionally alluring. The gentle wind blows the hem of Sect Leader Qin Yun's green gauze skirt gently, occasionally revealing a small portion of her pale calves, which are straight, beautiful and fascinating.

"Great Elder, let's go back."

"Great Elder has been busy and tired recently. Relax tonight." Sect Master Qinyun blinked playfully, and his eyes were as clear and bright as quiet autumn water.

At this moment, Sect Master Qin Yun looked extremely relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, and there was a hint of liveliness in his grace.

This...is not appropriate~ At this moment, Yi Chen couldn't help but stiffen slightly when he heard the words, his pupils trembled, and he turned his head away with difficulty.

Seeing Yi Chen's old face turn red, which was rare for him, the Qinyun Sect Leader's cheeks also turned pale for a moment.

"Great Elder, please go back quickly. Ruan'er has just arrived tonight."

"ah?"

"That's great. I didn't expect Ruan'er to come here too. I have a gift for her."

After killing the Wusheng Sword Mother, Yi Chen obtained three well-preserved spiritual golden fruits from her storage ring. This thing can help people break through the realm of True Lord. He got one for the nun, one for Ruan'er, and one for his junior brother Qingyunzi.

Fighting with others every day, it’s time for Master Yi to relax.

That night, Overlord Yi Chen raised his halberd, with only the desire to fight in his heart!

From time to time, low, resentful and longing sounds could be heard from a room in the villa.

"Master, please stop hitting me."

For a moment, the crescent moon in the night sky disappeared into the dark clouds, as if it was shy.

…. ….A few days ago.

In a certain quaint town, people are coming and going, shoulder to shoulder, and the whole city is filled with the smell of fireworks.

At this moment, at a street stall with a sign that was floating towards a noodle shop, a beautiful woman wearing a peach blossom mask and with bulging breasts sat down unceremoniously on a greasy stool in the stall.

Although this person's face could not be seen, everyone passing by on the street glanced at her stealthily.

The noodle shop owner was an honest man. While he was serving noodles to other customers, he would occasionally glance secretly at the woman with the peach blossom mask.

Yuanjun didn't mind it at all. She laughed and said, "Boss, business is good."

"I want a bowl of beef noodles, but no noodles~"

boss:".….."

"Sir, this..."

"I'm just kidding you, hurry up~" Seeing the boss's embarrassing situation, Yuanjun couldn't help but let out a silver bell-like laugh, as if he had discovered something very interesting.

Soon, a bowl of hot, fragrant beef noodles sprinkled with chopped green onions was served to Yuanjun.

Looking at the bowl of noodles in front of her, Yuanjun picked up the chopsticks and kept stirring, picking out the chopped green onions in the noodles one by one.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you didn't like chopped green onions. How about I cook another bowl for you?" The shop owner rubbed his hands together and reminded in a friendly manner.

"Oh, no need for that. The noodles you cooked are not right. They are not as delicious as the ones cooked by Xiaolang." Yuanjun thought of the bowl of beef noodles cooked by the spicy man when he left Zizai Tian. She could not help licking her beautiful lips. A cute anime-like image of a man sticking out his tongue suddenly appeared on her peach blossom mask.

"But I still want to thank the Fengyun Sword Sect's Grand Elder for cooking noodles for Yuanjun."

"Dugu Xiong, the formation you set up is great. It looks like the real thing. Very interesting. I almost didn't notice it~"

Before he finished speaking, a pair of crescent smiling eyes appeared on the peach blossom mask, and the pedestrians on the street stopped in their tracks and looked in the direction of Yuanjun in unison as if petrified. The atmosphere instantly became very strange.

(End of this chapter)