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Jiang Fei smiled but said nothing. Because he had practiced "Taixu Art", he could hide his cultivation in front of a lower level than his level. At this moment, he controlled his cultivation to the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Period, which was one level worse than this old Taoist.

"Why are you laughing at? Since you have taken over Master Dao's ghost, you have to pay a price." He picked up the money sword on the table, pointed at Jiang Fei, and said arrogantly: "Are you paying money or paying your life?"

"How to pay for the loss, how to pay for the life?" Jiang Fei asked back.

The old Taoist grinned and said, "It's easy to lose money. Those ghosts have spent more than ten years of hard work on Dao. You will only pay one million yuan for one, a total of forty or fifty, and 45 million yuan."

When I went there, I met another wealthy fanatic, and another one with one million ghosts. If I were to catch the ghosts, Jiang Fei could capture a lot of them.

"What about paying for your life?" Jiang Fei asked again.

When the old Taoist heard that Jiang Fei was not going to pay the money, his face changed immediately. He glared at Jiang Fei angrily and said, "Save your life, that is, Master Dao has refined you and extracted a life soul to use it as the ghost that I drive."

Jiang Fei replied indifferently: "I am neither willing to pay money nor my life. What do you think should I do?"

The old Taoist said angrily: "Boy, are you playing tricks on me?"

The guy finally realized that Jiang Fei was teasing him and was furious. The money sword waved a few times in the air, and then a huge ball of fireball flew towards Jiang Fei with a bang.

Jiang Fei was not anxious about such a small method. He waved his right hand and Lieyang was in his hand. Then he brushed it and shot out a sword light, facing the fireball and went.

Bang!

The sword light collided with the fireball, causing a huge explosion. The fireball was split in half, and the flames disappeared without a trace, while the sword light had not diminished and it slashed towards the old Taoist.

The old Taoist suddenly panicked. Unexpectedly, Jiang Fei broke his fireball so easily and picked up the money sword to block it. After a moment, his body was shaken back several steps by the sword light, which barely blocked the sword light.

"Fellow Taoist, I have something to say. I am Zheng Qingzi, who is the disciple of Qingxu Temple."

When the old Taoist saw that Jiang Fei was going to do something, he quickly reported himself to his house, wanting to make Jiang Fei afraid and not do anything.

"Qingxu Temple, I haven't heard of it." Jiang Fei had never heard of it. He didn't know much about the Chinese immortal cultivators, but he was not taking action. After all, they have a sect and sect. What if they hit the younger ones and the old ones come.

His senior brother is still thousands of miles away. If he comes to a distraction period, he will only have to escape.

"It doesn't matter if I haven't heard of it. I, Qingxu Temple, are also from the Taoist sect. We are still of the same lineage. For the sake of the Three Qing Patriarchs, I will just forget it." Zhengqingzi was cowardly. After all, judging from Jiang Fei's magic casting methods just now, this is not the cultivation level that should be found in the Qi Condensation Stage.

Jiang Fei closed Lieyang and asked, "You come to deal with me. If you want to be so relaxed, it's not that easy."

"I really don't know that Shangning also has the existence of the Immortal Cultivation Sect. If I know, I will definitely visit you. In this way, I am the old Taoist today. Let's go to you all the money this time, how about it?"

Why does Jiang Fei feel that Zhengqingzi is so similar to Zhengyang's old Taoist? There is nothing to do with the two of them?

But it is impossible to think about it. After all, Zhengyangzi is Xuanqing Temple, the Taoist tradition of his senior brother, and this Qingxu Temple should have nothing to do with him.

"Let me talk about money, let me tell me who sent you here first." Jiang Fei waved his hand.

"This, we also need to pay attention to credit when doing business. If we collect other people's money, we will naturally have to keep it confidential for them." Zhengqingzi said embarrassedly.

Jiang Fei was cold and said, "If you don't say it, right? I naturally have a way to let you say it."

"Sister Qian, this guy has ghosts. If you have enough for your cultivation, I will leave it to you." Jiang Fei took a step back and said, grabbing the jade pendant.

Zhengqingzi looked at Jiang Fei talking to himself blankly. There were no other people here. If there were anyone, he would have appeared long ago.

At this time, Xiaoqian's figure slowly emerged, and Yanran smiled and said, "I treat my sister as a free labor force again."

"No way, this is not because he has too many ghosts, he will be for you to practice," Jiang Fei said.

Zhengqingzi saw Xiaoqian's voice and shadow appear, his eyes straightened, pointed at her and said stammeringly: "Hong, the female ghost in red robe, I didn't expect that you are a ghost raising person, and you still raise such an evil ghost."

When Xiaoqian heard what he said, she was immediately dissatisfied. Who dared to support her? She said this. She really didn't know how to live or die.

"Stinky Taoist priest, what did you say?"

Xiaoqian was angry, and the ghost energy on her body suddenly became richer, accompanied by the gust of cold wind, which made Zhengqingzi shudder.

"Be the best to start first, eat my sword." Zhengqingzi held the money sword, recited the trick, and then threw it up. The money sword turned into a ball of light and shot towards Xiaoqian.

Jiang Fei sneered one after another, saying, "This guy is really ignorant of life and death. Xiaoqian is so easy to deal with, so he should take action first, wait for you to die."

He found a place directly, took out a recliner from the Shennong Ding, lay on it and started watching the show, and was still holding the melon seeds and knocking it there.

The money circled in the air for several times, flying around about ten meters away from Xiaoqian, and was reluctant to fly over.

Zhengqingzi was stunned, and then pinched her hands again, muttering, "Go, why don't you go? What are you doing?"

It seems that this sword has a spirit, and I know that Xiaoqian is not easy to deal with, so I dare not take the initiative to attack.

Xiaoqian looked at Jin Qian, who was flying in the air like silk. She pointed her right hand in the air, and a ball of iridescent blood mist accompanied by countless ghost energy and evil spirits flew towards the Jin Jian. As soon as the two came into contact, the Jin Jian seemed to have lost all his spiritual power, turned black, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Stinky Taoist priest, is there any other tricks?" After Xiaoqian finished attacking, she floated in mid-air, looked at Zhengqingzi from a high place, narrowing her eyes into a line, and looked at him contemptuously.

Zhengqingzi tried hard to swallow a saliva, then knelt down directly, which was so straightforward that even Jiang Fei hadn't expected.

"Ghost Immortal, please spare me. I will never dare to do it anymore. I have an eighty mother above and a three-year-old child below. If you kill me, it is equivalent to killing my whole family." Zhengqingzi was really able to bend and stretch. Kneeling so loudly that even Jiang Fei felt his knees hurt for him.

But why are these words of begging for mercy so familiar? It seems to be a non-story TV series line. Judging from his age, this old Taoist is at least a hundred years old, and he is not ashamed to say that he has an old mother of eighty years old.

"Who sent you here?" Jiang Fei lay on the lounge chair and asked lazily again.
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