Chapter 398 Money

No one came down to accept the challenge. Yan did not return to the people on the left and right sides. Seeing that his eyes flashed and hesitated, he couldn't help sneering in his heart. Before, he had made one billion yuan one by one, ready to frustrate the face of the Chinese cultivation world, and by the way, he Qianchou was so scared that no one dared to play.

Yan is right to guess. Except for the two masters around him at the end of the disaster, the other dozens of people are indeed quite worried. I want to go down to accept the challenge, but I'm afraid that the guy who made a thousand flying swords will jump out again. Everyone's cultivation is similar to that of the three Yancheng brothers, and they are not as high as they are. I really can't guarantee that I can get a bargain in Yueqian's hands. No one wants to try it with their life! It can only be after the other party has someone else on the stage. It's not too late to challenge again.

On the side of the Xiuzhen Alliance, seeing that all three masters of the whips had been killed. They were all a little ready to move without the threat of the strange whip, but they were worried that these foreign monks would use some strange magic weapons. Everyone was also a little hesitant.

Yue Qianchou looked around. He sneered, wanted to show his head, and was afraid of paying the price, so he calculated his best one by one. There is nothing good. After a slander in his heart, he turned his eyes to Ziyi, who showed an inquiring look excitedly. Do you want me to play?

Yue Qianchou just wanted to nod and signal her to take action. But they heard the sound of flying rapidly in the distance, and everyone looked up together. A dark shadow arrived in an instant. He fell straight in front of a sage of people in the Wanmo Palace.

I saw a lean and thin old man in black with his hands on his back and slowly turned around. He had a snow-white silver-haired back shawl without any restraint, and his eyes flashed and stared straight at the mountain on the other side of Yan Bui. Before he could speak, the aura of the superiors stood up the whole people of the Wanmo Palace with shock, and they bowed their heads slightly and said nothing.

"Shh!" Bi Shan took a deep breath and said, "Why is he here?"

"Who is this man?" Yue Qianchou asked doubtfully, if you can make a group of people in the Wanmo Palace like this, the generation of people coming in Wanmo Palace must be

"It's Yan Wuchen," he is the previous owner of the Demon Palace. Why did he come here?" Before Bi Shan could reply, many people around him answered Yue Qianchou's questions. This man is known as the first hero of the devil's way today. Yan Wuchen, the owner of the magic palace, is here now. I don't know what's going on. I'm afraid he can't get rid of it with his son Yan

When Yue Qian was sad to hear the words, he immediately looked at him carefully. Such a famous figure was the first leader of the underworld in the cultivation world! It's worth watching!

Yan Wu has been famous in the world of cultivation for a long time. He retired early many years ago, and most of them have never seen it. Now it suddenly appeared and immediately became the focus of the whole audience.

"Hmm! Reverse son. Yan Wuchen let out a cold cry on his face, but his voice was not loud, but he fell into the valley, and his cultivation could be seen. Yan Bui over there looked this way, and he was already a little stupid." The monks from various countries next to him also frowned.

Looking at both sides of Yue Qianchou, I was happy in my heart. Now I'm afraid there will be fun to watch.

"No complaints!" Yan Wuchen shouted indifferently. Without complaint, he immediately saluted respectfully and said: Master."

"What's the current situation?" Yan Wuchen asked. Qiu Wu complained about to describe the process of the challenge, and said that he also pointed to Qianchou. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished his words, everyone saw Yan Wuchen slapped his backhand, and slapped Qiu Wu's face. After being beaten, he bowed his head and became more and more respectful. Yan Wuchen turned his head indifferently and stared at Yue Qianchou. Yue Qianchou was not used to this kind of person who leaned on the old and sold the old. He turned his head aside and was too lazy to take care of who you were.

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That slap shocked everyone. Yan Wuchen really didn't give any face at all. He scratched his anger in front of so many people. Everyone was stunned when they suddenly found that Yan did not return to the same place and disappeared. They looked around and found in vain that he had arrived in the valley. What is he going to do?

"The monk at the end of the disaster. Yan Wuchen came to accept the challenge and the voice spread in the valley, answering everyone's doubts.

The factions of the Cultivation Alliance looked at each other. Unexpectedly, Yan Wuchen, such a rare figure, came all the way here to smash his son's field. Yan Bui and others turned pale. Especially the swallows don't return. That's simply lost to the extreme.

The monks from all over the world have fixed their eyes on the two old men around Yan Nogui, one in brocade and one in a Ge robe. Only their cultivation is qualified to fight against them. But both of them looked at Yan with unpredictable faces and did not return.

Yan Wuchenmo steamed in the valley, quietly waiting for the opponent to challenge. However, as time went by, no one came out.

Yue Qianchou stared at the movement of a group of people over there, and a smile was raised at the corners of his mouth, which was interesting! If it takes more time, after an hour, Yan's failure to return there is equivalent to automatically admitting defeat. It seems that we can consider the matter of splitting money.

Just as an hour is approaching. The old man in Ge Yi stepped out with a calm face. Yan Bui immediately stretched out his arm to stop him, shook his head bitterly and said, "Senior Feng, no! Fen Yan Danbei glanced at an old man in Ge Yi here and said in a low voice, "Master Yan Palace. Are you kidding? You have to figure it out if you shouldn't fight. We are going to lose a billion. This is not a small amount. It is impossible for us to lose 1 billion because it is yours. Who has so much face and can be worth 1 billion?

Bin. Dead ten thousand

"Elder Chang, what can you do?" Yan turned around and asked the old man in brocade for advice.

"Who has no parents? Lord Yan, we all understand your difficulties. The old man in brocade paused and continued, "But for the sake of your father, everyone lost a billion. This theory can't pass! These billions are made up of almost all the money in our pockets. For us, it's really not a small amount. Even if I agree, no one will agree. Unless..." Unless you have another way to compensate us for our losses, there is nothing I can do."

Yan did not return at this time. At this time, his heart was full of anger. The challenge was caused by you guys. Now, except for the two masters at the end of the disaster, the rest of the disaster period was shocked by Yue Qianchou. Even if you two are allowed to take action, who can guarantee that it must be my father's opponent Now you are asking me to compensate for the loss.

"If I can really unify the Chinese cultivation world, I can let you choose two spiritual stone mines at will. Mining indefinitely. At present, I can only make a short promise, if you think it's inappropriate. Then please do your own way." Yan didn't return and said in a low voice. Make this promise. He also had no choice but to do it. If it were someone else, he wouldn't care. Anyway, he didn't have a spiritual stone, but he was his own father. No matter how bad he was, he did not dare to bear the charge of disobeying his father.

A group of people exchanged glances with each other. Fang Wu, who did not speak, agreed. You should know that a top spiritual stone mine can make a profit of tens of millions of top-grade spiritual stones in a year, and can return the cost in a hundred years. For monks, a hundred years is not too long. The two top spiritual stone mines only take 50 years to be enough, not to mention indefinite mining, which should be said to be a big profit. The only risk is that it is possible that everyone can't help Yan not unify the Chinese cultivation world, so there is nothing left. But the problem should not be

The old man Ge Yi's face relaxed. The old man in brocade glanced at the crowd and smiled at Yan Bugui and said, "Since the owner of the Yan Palace has said this, we naturally can't do anything to make your father and son turn against each other, alas! Let's go to the owner of Yiyan Palace! It is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. Let's go!"

A group of people suddenly left in the air. The people of the Xiuzhen Alliance were stunned, and then turned their eyes to Yan Wuchen in the valley. Needless to say, it can make Yan not return and abandon the one billion spirit stone without fighting. I'm afraid it's because of him. One billion! Throw it away like this, father and son are deeply in love!

Yan Wuchen looked up slightly at the direction of Yan's departure, and he hasn't moved for a long time,"

The opponent quit, and the challenge is over! After winning the accident, everyone doesn't think there is anything to be happy about. Next, what attracts everyone's attention most is the attribution and division of the billion spiritual stones, which is a large amount of money. It is natural to have the opportunity to divide up the top ten sects of Zhengmo. There are also four major families. As for the other sects that didn't pay money and didn't contribute, they naturally didn't have a share after watching the lively scene.

Everyone returned to the Valley of Flowers, and Yue Qianchou and Ziyi followed closely behind the Wanmo Palace. They were holding their money in their hands. It was a little uneasy not to follow them. The evasion with money could happen in any era.

In the Xiuzhen Alliance, first of all, it is natural to get back the capital of how much money they take out according to the initial agreement. Yue Qian recalled his 4,000 episodes with sadness, and waited for the distribution on the edge of the Wanmo Palace with a smile. He thought that I won two games, and I should take the big head anyway. Zi Yi also followed him with excitement and waited for the money. The two guys who got into the eyes of money smiled and tasted a little loved by everyone.

"It was agreed before that one billion is divided into 20 cents, 50 million yuan per share, and you can get 50 million yuan if you win one game. Fuxian Island won the first game and deserved to get 50 million first. Yue Qianchou won two games and won 100 million. Elder Yan of the Wanmo Palace scared off the opponent, and naturally won a game, so Wanmo Palace should also get 50 million points. I suggest that the remaining 800 million yuan should be shared according to the proportion of capital contribution. Zhu Xianxian of Daluozong proposed.

"It's fair not to do this" I agree. The Blood Demon Palace, the Corpse God Religion, the Wangyue Sect, and some other sects that paid for it all agreed. Yue Qianchou calculated silently in his heart, the smile on his face stiffened, and his face suddenly sank.

"This doesn't seem right!" Qiu Wu looked around at the crowd and said, "If it hadn't been for the appearance of the family teacher this time, I don't know how long this challenge will last, and I don't know what the consequences will happen. It can be said that the master alone ended the next 17 fights, and I, Wanmo Palace, took 17 shares of the money. But I won't do anything to eat alone in the Magic Palace, and I'm willing to give up two sects that give money and no effort to share equally.