After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Sun Daoyi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Sect Master, Daoyi is also for the good of the Zongli. Although this matter seems to be a small mistake, it can't encourage such a trend, let alone Si Ying has other things..."

"Leave everything else first." Mo Xuanfang interrupted him, "As the master of Puxuan Palace and Uncle Ying, you should check the pills in Qidan Palace first."

"But Wei Siying..."

Mo Xuanfang suddenly lowered his face: "Wei Siying is my apprentice, what do you want?"

"This..." Sun Daoyi was so dumbfounded that he almost lost his breath.

Ziyun Sect Master blatantly protects his shortcomings, which has never happened for thousands of years, even Ying Lianzi couldn't bear it, stepped forward and said: "Sect Master, Ziyun Sect has a foundation of 10 years, disciples have made mistakes, and they have never grown old. There is a distinction between superiority and inferiority, and the punishment should be the same as the sect rules, how can one be lenient just because he is the suzerain's apprentice."

Mo Xuanfang "hummed": "According to my uncle, should Lu Fan's eyes be returned or not?"

Ying Lianzi hesitated for a moment, and said: "Both my master and my apprentice are at the disposal of the suzerain. But Wei Siying shields his fellow sect, steals the resources of the sect, and amasses wealth in the mortal world. In the long run, it may affect the foundation of the Ziyun sect. I hope the suzerain thinks twice."

After he finished speaking, he tossed his robe and knelt on the ground.

Lu Fan called "Master" and knelt down.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Daoyi and the two masters of the Lower Fourth Hall, and the rest of the disciples followed suit, kneeling on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Mo Xuanfang's phoenix eyes were empty, and after a while, he said coldly: "Master Ying, if you have half a word of lies, even if you are my uncle, I will never forgive you."

"Yes..." Ying Lianzi kowtowed on the ground.

At this time, Wei Qing, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly said loudly: "Master, I have something to say."

Sun Daoyi: "Sovereign, we have some evidence, I will ask someone to present it immediately."

"Let him say..." Mo Xuanfang stood with his hands behind his back.

Sun Daoyi gritted his teeth with hatred, and swallowed his anger forcefully, but he heard Wei Qing say: "Master, tomorrow is the birthday of the disciple, and the master promised to accompany me to have a good time, but I think, I can't wait until tomorrow. Please also ask the master to send the disciples in the sect together." Come here, just give me a little fun."

As he spoke, he walked around in front of Mo Xuanfang, and looked at Mo Xuanfang with his dark eyes without blinking.

Mo Xuanfang also looked at Wei Qing. He hadn't seen him for a few months. He had grown up again, and he looked more and more like a long time ago. He was still young and vigorous, with a breezy and open mind.

The master and apprentice looked at each other deeply.

Mo Xuanfang said: "Okay."

Then he said to the people below, "Pass my order to call up the other hall masters, and they are authorized to fly in the air."

While waiting, there was a lot of whispering in the hall, except for Yingluo and the others, the others looked at Wei Qing with more or less disdain.

Sun Daoyi cursed, Ying Lianzi remained silent, but Lu Fan looked at Wei Qing with a complicated expression.

Pian Weiqing stood gracefully, with lowered eyes and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, all the hall masters arrived one after another.

Mo Xuanfang ordered everyone to stand up, took out a gift list from his sleeve, and asked the Master of Cailing Hall to read it, but it turned out to be five or six good treasures.

He said loudly: "Tomorrow is my disciple Wei Siying's birthday. I have specially prepared some gifts. I happen to be here today, so I will have fun with you in advance."

It happens to be there everywhere, and it is clear that they are asking everyone to give gifts.

And what's different from previous years is that this year Mo Xuanfang also gave a big gift, everyone can't just give two silver tickets and just fool around.

The hall became lively for a while, whether it was hypocrisy or not, the voice of congratulations was endless.

Wei Qing walked up to Ying Luo, hugged her gently, remembering that he had saved his life in her arms back then, he was as dazed as yesterday, now Ying Luo only reached his shoulders, petite like a rabbit.

Ying Luo said with red eyes: "Xiao Wei, it's all because of the senior sister, who didn't protect you well and hurt you."

"Cut..." Wei Qing rubbed his nose, "What are you talking about, look at how many gifts I received today? You will calculate it for me later, and the division will be based on the old rules."

"You..." Ying Luo shook his head and smiled wryly.

"Little bastard, don't stop when you're about to die." Sun Daoyi scolded, and at the same time he had no choice but to give out a gift that could be handed out - the Eight Desolation Qiankun Bag.

Wei Qing hurriedly took it, and said with a smile: "Master Sun is better, this year there are many gifts, I just need this."

After he finished speaking, he stuffed the gift into the Qiankun bag with all his brains, and now he received a lot of gifts.

After Mo Xuanfang delivered the gift, he pursed his lips and sat quietly in the hall.

At this time, Meng Xuanzhen, the master of the Haozong Palace who had been kept in the dark, said: "Si Ying, since you are a man of etiquette, you should put your mind on cultivation instead of messing around. I am a big sect of Ziyunzong Xianzong, now up and down is like a common alley in the market, what kind of system is it?"

He is Mo Xuanfang's junior brother, and he is firmly on Mo Xuanfang's side in everything, so Sun Daoyi and the others will naturally not waste their time talking with him.

Wei Qing knew that Meng Xuan was really a man, so he bowed at this moment, and said: "Uncle Meng has taught you well, the Ziyun Sect has someone like Uncle Meng, who works from top to bottom, and the sect's 10-year-old foundation is able to stand upright , Master often tells me about Uncle Meng’s achievements, and my disciples are not talented, so I would like to follow the teachings of Uncle Meng.”

Meng Xuanzhen nodded slightly and said: "The foundation of the sect can't be built on its own, and it depends on you younger generations to carry it forward."

Sun Daoyi couldn't help but interrupted: "Meng Xuanzhen, if the foundation of the sect depends on them, it will be over." He turned to Mo Xuanfang and said, "Sect Master, I'm almost done watching the excitement, let's get down to business. "

He beckoned behind him, and immediately five disciples stepped forward and handed him a huge package.

However, Mo Xuanfang raised his hand to silence the hall, and he said slowly: "Si Ying, just say what you have to say, as a teacher, I will listen."

Wei Qing looked at the figure in the snow-covered jade robe, ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and he was still unstoppable.

Even if he has been by his side for many years, he will never forget that he is the only divine residence in the world.

Wei Qing saluted solemnly, and said: "During the days when the master was in closed-door training, the disciples have been thinking that all the brothers and sisters under the leadership of the masters of the halls have contributed to the clan and the welfare of the people, and as the master's personal heir Disciple, how can I have nothing to eat? My heart is restless day and night. Therefore, master, this disciple made a good idea, went down the mountain privately, and performed a great event for the sect."

"Oh?" Mo Xuanfang looked at Wei Qing intently.

Everyone in His Highness also looked at Wei Qing in unison, but many of them had the mentality of watching a joke. If the lies are too outrageous, they will die even worse.

Wei Qing, the demon king of the world, is fine if he doesn't do anything every day, and he can still do things for Zongli?I've never seen him look serious.

Wei Qing turned a blind eye to the others, went straight to Sun Daoyi, saluted, and said, "Uncle Sun, what do you have in your hands as evidence of my doing bad things?"

Sun Daoyi: "Nonsense."

Wei Qing smiled and asked, "What are they?"

Sun Daoyi frowned: "Zuo is just your ill-gotten gains from harming the sect, what else do you have to say?"

"Of course I have something to say." Wei Qing said, "Because it doesn't belong to me at all, but a secret treasure I offered to Zongli."

He then said in a loud voice: "There are a thousand acres of spiritual rice land in this parcel, forty mysterious water pools, each of which is more than ten acres in size, and they are all lands where spiritual energy is at its peak. There are also two spiritual mountains, one called Anhua Mountain. , a Huishui mountain can be rich in spirit mines for tempering magic weapons, and occasionally produce spirit treasures. Now these all belong to the Ziyun sect. I am ashamed of myself. I can do a little bit for the sect. Master's instruction."

Before he finished speaking, countless shouts erupted in the hall.

"Oh my god... with so many resources, am I dreaming? No wonder the suzerain chose him as a personal disciple. I didn't expect him to be so powerful."

"Sigh, I usually arrange him behind his back, but now I know that my junior brother is crazy, and I have real skills. As a senior brother, I really feel ashamed of myself, ashamed of my sect."

"Let me just say that a good-looking person must be extraordinary. But where did he get so many resources? Who is willing to sell them? We haven't been able to buy so many for hundreds of years. Is it possible that the little brother has something strange?" able?"

The next few hall masters also showed surprise, but they couldn't believe it completely. You looked at me, I looked at you, and all looked at Mo Xuanfang.

Ying Lianzi looked at Sun Daoyi suspiciously, and saw that Sun Daoyi opened the package angrily, and there was indeed a thick stack of papers inside.

But all the real estate title deeds signed by Wei Qing that I saw before are gone, and for some reason they have become Ziyunzong's spiritual land mine veins.

"Wei Siying, what sorcery are you using?" Sun Daoyi pointed at the tip of Wei Qing's nose.

Wei Qing spread his hands: "Ask my master, the amulet he gave me can be ordered to protect the treasure. If you want to see my things, it's not that easy."

"Si Ying..." Mo Xuanfang had a smile on his face, "Tell me, how did you get so many resources?"

In the Dharma-ending era, the speed of spiritual energy withering is increasing day by day.Whether it is the various sects of the immortal sects or the various upper kingdoms, they are very strict about resources. The resources allocated thousands of years ago have been greatly reduced, and they even killed each other in order to compete.

Ziyunzong Xianmen Dazong has a large number of people and all of them are disciples of cultivation, so it consumes more resources.

The reason why the Cailing Hall is kept secret is that it only quietly supplies the disciples of the Fourth Hall. These Mo Xuan Fangs all know that it is because of insufficient resources that they can only protect the elite first. If there is a war in the three realms in the future, the elite can be a thousand .

Where did Wei Siying get something that even Ziyunzong couldn't get?A trace of worry flashed across Meng Xuanzhen's eyes, and he couldn't help but asked, "That's right, how did you get so many resources?"

Wei Qing proudly paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, during which time he would cast a sidelong glance at Mo Xuanfang from time to time, his small eyes clearly said: "Master, I have given you a face, please praise me."

Meng Xuanzhen said: "Don't be foolish, hurry up and tell the truth clearly."

Wei Qing then said: "I tell Master and all the hall masters that these things were all bought by disciples."

"Bought it?" Sun Daoyi sneered, "Which sect or faction has so many idle resources for sale?"

Wei Qing crossed his arms and said, "I bought resources from Fengxu Country, Yan Wu Country, Cang Country, Miao Country, Wanjin Country, and Che Yuan Country."

Everyone was in an uproar again, how could those countries let go of the scarce resources of the sects of cultivating immortals?

Looking around, Wei Qing said solemnly: "People who cultivate Taoism take it as their duty to eliminate demons, protect the Tao, and protect the common people, but they forget to cultivate the Tao and cultivate their minds, and they must also obey the will of God. Nowadays, the general aura of the world is withering, and the orthodox way is declining. The era of mountains. Therefore, we should not rely on ourselves, but should be resource-based and seek cooperation.”

The smile on Mo Xuanfang's mouth became even stronger: "So you use the name of Purple Cloud Sect to cooperate with these six countries?"

"Master Mingjian." Wei Qing cupped his hands, "All of these six countries have feuds with Tianyan Kingdom for more than a hundred years, and they want to cooperate with my Ziyun Sect, precisely to suppress Tianyan Kingdom by taking advantage of Ziyun Sect's power.

In fact, we have incorporated the Six Kingdoms, but lost some money. In addition to the Jiuxiao Twelve Palaces, there are six more outer sects.However, we can also obtain the countless spiritual energy resources of the six countries in a proper way. "

"Wonderful..." Meng Xuanzhen took his seat and bowed, "Congratulations to the suzerain, I'm happy to have a good student."

"Congratulations to the suzerain, happy to have a good disciple." All the disciples of His Highness said in unison.