The disciple's face turned red by Qin Haoxuan's words. He could only point his finger at Qin Haoxuan, but he couldn't say a word.

The whole thing is that Jinxu Palace greedy for the blessings from the Western Ji Sect from heaven are the first, so how can it be reasonable to ask for someone?

However, the list given by Taichu Teaching is too exaggerated. If you want those disciples, you actually want their net income for five years, including many rare treasures in Jinxu Palace. If you really want to hand over these things to Taichu Teaching, Dao Ren Li An felt his heart was bleeding when he thought about it!

Everyone in Jinxu Palace had extremely ugly expressions on their faces. Dao Ren Li An calmed down his anger. He stroked his clothes, but he didn't want to be pushed by Qin Haoxuan and led his nose, and began to find topics that would be beneficial to him.

"Qin Haoxuan, you also know that the Wan Cult Immortal Immortals have opened, right? At this time, do you plan to stop going? Do you Taichu's disciples want to die in that place?"

"If you dare to touch my Taichu disciples, try!" Qin Haoxuan's words were cold and murderous intent was filled with murderous aura: "If Jinxu Palace dares to touch my Taichu disciples, I will kill all the disciples of the immortals in the Ten Thousand Sects where you Jinxu Palace is located!"

Dao Ren Li An and the disciples of Jin Xu Palace behind him turned pale. The momentum that Qin Haoxuan showed just now shocked them. The moment when Qin Haoxuan spoke, they actually felt a terrifying murderous aura. At that moment, they really believed what Qin Haoxuan said!

Looking at the Jinxu Palace people who froze again, Qin Haoxuan didn't want to pay attention to them anymore, so he stood up and said, "You can go if you have nothing to do."

Seeing Qin Haoxuan leaving, Dao Ren Li was really anxious. Their mission this time was to bring back the captured disciples, but...

He squeezed the list in his hand hard again, and Dao Ren Li An made his final struggle: "Since Taichu Sect has such an attitude, then our Jinxu Palace can only go to find your leader Xiaoyun Pavilion."

Qin Haoxuan, who was walking out, stopped after hearing this, looked at Dao Ren Li An with a smile, and said, "Xiaoyun Pavilion?"

Daoist Li An straightened his body, thinking that Qin Haoxuan was scared, so he raised his eyebrows slightly, and waved the list on Qin Haoxuan with a slightly provocative attitude: "Yes, Xiaoyun Pavilion, let your leader decide for our Jinxu Palace."

Qin Haoxuan shook his head, looked at the list on Dao Ren's hand, and said, "Go, but I really want to remind you that it will only be more expensive."

More expensive?

Dao Ren Li An's face turned pale. He just said he would go to find Xiaoyun Pavilion, but he didn't expect that the real process would be suppressed by Qin Haoxuan and wanted to show his power to Taichu. In fact... he also understood in his heart that if he really went to find Xiaoyun Pavilion, the conditions proposed by Yunxiao Pavilion would be more expensive than the list given by Taichu.

The disciples of Jinxu Palace have always been walking sideways in front of a small sect like the Taichu Sect. However, today, they were angry in front of a small elder of the Taichu Sect, and had enough of the grievances that they had not suffered in hundreds of years today!

Facing the glaring eyes of several powerful men in Jinxu Palace, Qin Haoxuan was not at all uncomfortable. He no longer cared about his face. Dao Ren Li An, who was frozen beside him, turned around and continued to leave.

"Take good care of our disciples and do not abuse lynching."

Dao Ren Li An spoke with anger. At this time, he was like a defeated rooster, staring at Qin Haoxuan's back with unwilling eyes.

Qin Haoxuan waved his hand without looking back and said casually: "Don't worry, I will take good care of you. The account book of food and clothing that I only take care of will be sent to you."

Damn it! He is really a bandit, this must be another big expense! People in Jinxu Palace can imagine what kind of excessive bill the Taichu Church has given!

The disciples of Jinxu Palace in the lobby could not even exhale, and could only watch Qin Haoxuan's tall back disappear by the door.

"It's so hateful!" The disciples of Jinxu Palace behind Dao Ren Li An let out a roar of rage.

"Uncle Master! This guy from Taichu Sect is simply arrogant and doesn't take our Jinxu Palace seriously. Do we really have to pay them these resources according to the list they have listed?!" Some disciples were so angry that they said angrily to Taoist Li An.

Dao Ren Li An frowned tightly, and his anger broke out in the disciple's question: "What should I do if I don't give it? Ah, what do you think you will do?! Are you watching the Lord Feihe and our masters be killed?"

No matter how the people from Jinxu Palace roared and got angry at the lobby owner, Qin Haoxuan felt very comfortable when he walked out. Seeing Dao Ren Li An's face being so angry that he felt happy to walk outside. Seeing that the disciples of Taichu Sect were all busy with their own affairs, the new disciples were practicing to draw qi into their bodies, and the disciples with higher cultivation were also practicing their own practices. His eyes fell on Bizhu Hall.

I have been busy with Taichu’s affairs these days, but there is something that has been suppressed in my heart for a long time. I have always wanted to do it but I haven’t had time to do it.

Bizhu Hall!

Qin Haoxuan was sitting in the fairy cloud cart and landed on the Bizhu Peak. The Bizhu Peak, which was usually smoky, could not find any trace of smoke.

Some are just blank tents.

In the battle of Xiji, only one person fell in Taichu! That is Bizhuzi, the owner of Bizhu Hall!

Qin Haoxuan stepped to the main hall of Bizhu Hall, standing quietly in the lobby with a long seat, several Bizhu disciples knelt beside the coffin containing Bizhu.

Qin Haoxuan stood outside the door, looking at the quiet coffin.

Speaking of which, Qin Haoxuan did not have a deep impression of Bizhuzi. If it weren't for Li Jing... his impression of Bizhuzi would be even shallower.

In Qin Haoxuan's impression, he was just the master of Bizhu Hall. Although it was not a symbol, it was almost like this state of existence.

Although he often meets each other, Qin Haoxuan's impression of Bi Zhuzi is still very vague. Even at this moment... he can't remember the other person's voice, appearance, and smile.

"Elder Qin..."

A disciple of the Bizhu Hall guarding disciple discovered Qin Haoxuan and interrupted his memory with a call.

"I'll give the incense stick to the master..." Qin Haoxuan walked into the mourning hall, and several spiritual disciples knelt on the ground and kowtowed to return the greetings.

Qin Haoxuan Lanxiang looked at the coffin, but for a moment he didn't know how to go forward. He had done it once before.

Senior Brother Pu... Master Xuan Jizi... Many fellow disciples of Taichu Sect...

But this time... Qin Haoxuan couldn't insert the incense burner into the incense burner. He... lacked the green bamboo!

Qin Haoxuan always felt that he didn't owe anything to others!

But... facing Bi Zhuzi's coffin, he found that he owed the other party a lot.

Although Li Jing was deposed, he was responsible for his own fault, but... what about Bi Zhuzi?

That's the hope of Bizhutang! And... Li Jing was deposed and the purple seed returned to the natural hall! Although he was given to Guyuntang afterwards, what about Bizhutang?

Is there no resentment in Bi Zhuzi's heart? Qin Haoxuan thought, that should be both resentment and hatred? If he were himself, he would also be resentful. But... this person died to save himself!

Qin Haoxuan looked at Bi Zhuzi, and the vague memories gradually woke up. The handsome middle-aged man had a peaceful face, and there was always a slight kind smile on his face when he spoke. Even when he died in battle, his smile was satisfied and peaceful.

"What are you doing?"

A cold question rang behind Qin Haoxuan. He looked back and found that he was a young disciple. The disciple's name... he couldn't even call it. He thought hard and remembered... This was a disciple of a full immortal species harvested by Bizhutang a few years ago. It seemed that he was called Gao Wuyou?

Gao Wuyou is not very old, and she is very handsome with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. She has a sharp aura on her body. It is a kind of unhateable sharpness and a vigor of young people.

Gao Wuyou's eyes were filled with resentment and stared at Qin Haoxuan coldly.

Qin Haoxuan looked at Gao Wuyou. This...is the new hope of Bizhutang? But... it is much worse than Li Jing's qualifications.

"Worry-free! Don't be rude!"

A disciple stood up and pulled Gao Wuyou hard, trying to pull him out of the mourning hall, but he was only able to deform his white mourning clothes, but the man stood there without moving at all.

"What are you here to do!" Gao Wuyou asked over and over again with the young man's stiff and stubbornness, tears in his eyes with resentment, and his tone was filled with grievance and crying, "What are you here to do, what are you here to do?"

Qin Haoxuan knew that Gao Wuyou hated him, not that annoying... he just simply died for him because his master died for him, and he felt wronged.

"I... come and put in incense sticks for the master..."

"My master, I don't need your fragrance!" Gao Wuyou forced himself to Qin Haoxuan to snatch the incense from his hands, and said in his mouth: "My master, I don't need your fragrance! You slander my senior brother Li Jing, and I make my master white hair all night! You take my senior brother's purple seeds and make my master cough up blood every night! Now come to pretend to be a good person! My master... My master doesn't care about your fragrance... My master doesn't care about your fragrance..."

"Wuyou! Why are you going crazy..."

"Wuyou!Wuyou! Why are you crazy?"

“Worry-free…”

Several disciples of the guards pulled Gao Wuyou and tried to dissuade him.

"Don't stop me! I'm afraid he will do anything? It's amazing that even I'm useless! He is not qualified to burn incense to the master! The master has passed away for so long, and he is now pretending to be a good person!"

Qin Haoxuan stared at Gao Wuyou in a daze. He didn't know that Bizhuzi's hair was gray all night because he saw Bizhuzi still had black hair. Now he thought about it... he was afraid that some spiritual method had been used to change his hair color, and he didn't know that Bizhuzi was so sad that he coughed up blood every night. If he knew... although he would also destroy Li Jing, he would consider how to compensate Bizhuzi.
Chapter completed!