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Upon seeing this, a group of disciples of Bitan Village knelt on the ground, and even worse, began to cry loudly: "Master! Wake up, Master -"

Li Wuxin was laughing and gibbering in his dream. He suddenly broke away from his disciple Zhen Congming who was holding him. He lay on his back and danced, laughing loudly: "First place! First place! First place!"

Among the disciples from other sects gathered behind, someone whispered: "What is number one?"

Li Wuxin would not answer them. He was immersed in the joy of the nightmare. He opened his mouth, revealing two rows of teeth covered with blood and saliva, and smiled intoxicatedly. After a while, as if the nightmare suddenly turned around, he was dead wood. The old man's face froze and turned into a look of anger.

"No - you can't do this! You can't do this! You promised to return the secret book of swordsmanship in Bitan Village to me! How can you break your promise!"

After a while, it turned into a sad face.

This is really frightening. Li Wuxin has always been an old Taoist priest who cares about face, and he is also the master of a village. He has never had such a face in front of others——

Not like a leader, not like a Taoist priest.

Not even like a man.

His face was drooling, sorrow twisted in the folds, as if he was trying his best to stuff his dignity into the wrinkles that covered his face. He was pleading: "Eight billion gold is really too much. The secret book of swordsmanship is originally It belongs to Bitan Village, and it belongs to my great master. At that time, the sect was in despair and had no money left. So I had no choice but to sell it to you... the leader... Please give me a little less..."

Everyone around looked at each other in shock.

Eight billion gold?

Sword manual?

Then someone suddenly remembered that the former head of Bitan Village attracted the attention of many sects in the cultivation world because of his strong temper and outspoken words. He suffered a great disaster and no one on the left or right was willing to lend a helping hand. After that, The entire villa of Bitan Village was in decline. Even the remaining money to subsidize the disciples could not be allocated for three years in a row. Then, for some reason, it suddenly became rich again. But inexplicably, since that generation, Bitan Village, which was originally powerful in Jiuzhou, The Duanshui Sword Technique fell into disrepair, and subsequent disciples could never use its essence.

For this reason, there are always people in the world who ridicule Li Wuxin, saying that it was because of his poor teaching that Bitan Village, the former Sword Master's Village, fell to the bottom of the world of cultivation.

But now, everyone is shocked to realize that the matter may not be as simple as previously thought - could it be possible to survive the catastrophe in Bitan Village by selling the sword manual?

Some people immediately thought of Gu Yueye, who was taking advantage of the situation, and many eyes quietly glanced at Jiang Xi's face.

"Could it be Lone Moon Night..."

"Maybe he is the master of Head Jiang..."

Li Wuxin was still struggling and rolling in pain on the ground. Zhen Congming couldn't hold him. He cried and yelled for a while, then simply got up and kowtowed to all sides, with blood and snot flowing down together.

"Give it back to me. I have been raising money for most of my life, and the total is only 5.1 billion gold." Li Wuxin wailed, "Only 5.1 billion gold... I really tried my best to get what you want. It's really not that big." Two more dollars, I can't kill, rob, or do bad things to get money, right?! Your sect earns tens of thousands of gold every day, but Bitan Village really doesn't have that much money... Please..."

Hearing "The noble sect earns tens of thousands of gold every day", those who had not looked at Jiang Xi before began to glance in Jiang Xi's direction. Xuanyuan Pavilion under Jiang Xi is the largest black market in the world of cultivation. If not him, who else could it be?

A young disciple of Bitan Village was so angry that his eyes were red, and he yelled at Jiang Xi: "Master Jiang! It turns out that the three most important volumes of my Bitan Village's Duanshui Sword Manual are in your Gu Yueye." ?! You want eight billion gold for export, you...how can you be so shameless!"

Before Jiang Xi could speak, there was a person on the left, who said hoarsely: "The truth is not yet known, how dare you accuse Master Jiang?"

The person who spoke turned out to be Huang Xiaoyue, who could hardly breathe.

The old guy's hands holding up the barrier were shaking, and he still wanted to speak to Jiang Xi to show his loyalty. It was really obvious what his intentions were.

The disciple of Bitanzhuang was very angry and rushed forward to scold Huang Xiaoyue, but was firmly restrained by his fellow disciple, who advised him: "Zhen Fu, don't mess with them."

Hearing this name, Mo Ran was startled.

In the past, he might have thought that this name would make people laugh out loud as if it was really clever, but now he looked at the bad old man kowtowing and kneeling in the mud, and suddenly felt very bitter.

Can't laugh at all.

"Five billion won't work...then...then 5.5 billion?" Li Wuxin was crying, constantly wiping tears with his sleeves, "5.5 billion, I will make a deal for the Chang family in Yizhou, and then sell it I can still get some magic weapons and spiritual stones, 5.5 billion...Master, please do me a favor and show mercy...just return the sword manual to me."

He knelt down and knelt down, until his forehead was broken and blood flowed horizontally.

"The Duanshui Sword Manual is the soul of Bitan Village..." he cried. "Before my master emerged, his only wish was for me to redeem the sword manual. I have been trying my best all my life...for the whole life. Black hair turned into white hair, and the person I begged for changed from your father to you... I also begged Luo Fenghua..."

"ah!"

Everyone suddenly turned pale.

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