Teacher shouldn’t do the same thing!”

"Daozi!"

The half-demon who was originally very well-mannered was also angered by these words. He came here under orders, but he did not expect that the young Taoist would behave like this.

"Don't show these embarrassing things. It will bring down the face of your great sage. I will make a condition. Go back and ask your great sage if you can accept it!"

"What does Daozi want?"

Wei An's face was gloomy, and he didn't have a good face for the young Taoist in front of him. His tone was too arrogant. The most hateful thing was that he had to be patient and asked in a low voice.

"An innate spiritual root!"

Feng Bingwen held out a finger. He sincerely believed that a Kunpeng was definitely worth the price. After all, there were only two Kunpengs in the world, and the innate spiritual roots had the power of Tianyan Dao.

"Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not kidding!"

"An innate spiritual root, aren't you just entertaining us?"

"What? The great sage, can't even get out a spiritual root?"

Feng Bingwen said casually.

"..."

Wei An had a gloomy face and remained silent.

"No? Really not?"

Feng Bingwen was stunned for a moment, unable to react. He had personally witnessed the power of the great sage of the monster clan that day, and he subconsciously believed that such a big boss should have one or two innate spiritual roots in his hands.

But looking at the look on the face of the envoy they sent, I'm afraid they don't have a single Kunpeng in their hands, let alone exchanging them for a Kunpeng.

"Tsk!"

"Daozi, if you are not sincere, I will leave now, why waste time here!"

"Don't be impatient. Why are you so irritable? I just drank a cup of tea from my Taoist master. I still have endless aftertaste and have some unrealistic thoughts in my mind."

Feng Bingwen explained with a smile,

"Since there are no innate spiritual roots, then I will take a step back. As long as it is a fruit produced from the innate spiritual roots, or a branch that still has vitality, these will be fine!"

"Daozi, do you think that with Kunpeng in your hands, you can blackmail the Demon Saint at will?"

Wei An felt that there was no way to talk anymore. The conditions proposed by Taishang Daozi were too harsh. He really dared to think about the fruits produced by the innate spiritual roots. He was afraid that this kind of treasure would be swallowed as soon as the melon leaves ripened.

, how can there be any leftover?

And what he just said is worth pondering. What kind of tea can make a Taishang Taoist have endless aftertaste? He just saw how rich this Taishang Taoist is, and after drinking the tea, he asked for spiritual roots and retreated.

The first step is to get the fruits.

"You half-demon, you are really an uncivilized person wearing hair and horns. Your words are so naked and really ugly. But since you have spoken, I won't cover it up."

Feng Bingwen mocked, although the half-demon in front of him has half human blood, he is more loyal to the great sage he talks about than demons. The emotions revealed in his words are not fake at all, but come from the heart.

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"The fruits or branches of the innate spiritual roots are the bottom line. If you can't even produce these, it means you don't have any sincerity.

If you are not convinced, after you go back, you can ask your great sage to see if he has the courage to take action and fish this little Kunpeng back from my Taishang Dao Mountain Gate."

"I can't make the decision on this matter, I need to report it to the Great Sage!"

"Well, walk slowly, I won't send you off!"

The first half-demon who tried to pay the ransom for Kunpeng Neodymium left, but then more demon clans or superior forces sent people to the door.

The Peacock Tribe, the Golden-Winged Peng Bird Tribe, Hong Hao... those famous tribes have all sent out envoys. Quite a few of them have some connection with Kunpeng, and some of them want to protect Kunpeng and make good friends with it in advance.

Or take the opportunity to make friends with Beihai Kunpeng.

In short, on the side of the demon clan, many ancient ethnic groups that can be traced back to the ancient times, or forces backed by supreme beings such as the Great Sage, have been dispatched one after another, promising various temptations to Feng Bingwen, hoping to give Kunpeng Nu to

Take it back.

It's just that the missions sent by these ethnic groups were all disgraced by Feng Bingwen and retreated in embarrassment, because almost no ethnic group could meet the conditions he proposed, or in other words, they were unwilling to meet them.

An innate spiritual root!

Just as his master said, no clan would agree to such a condition. Even if they had it in hand, they would not agree to the exchange. Feng Bingwen had expected it in his heart.

However, after he took a step back and only asked for the fruits or branches of the innate spiritual roots, these monsters still disagreed, which made Feng Bingwen particularly angry.

In his opinion, this was already a loss-making business, but in the end, these guys still used some "rags" to try to fool him. No matter how rare the treasures of heaven, materials and earth were, without the word "innate", they were just a bunch of rags, used to redeem Kunpeng.
Chapter completed!