The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 72

The steward looked up at the beginning of the sound and found that it was a room on the eighth floor. Looking back, he knew which sect it was.

According to the rules of baoshuju, he couldn't point out the identity of the other party, smiled and said, "what did a friend say?"

The cold voice said, "don't talk more. Calm down. We must take borneol. Let's start the auction quickly."

The steward was slightly angry at the speech, forced himself to calm down and said gently, "they are all fellow believers. Why do you force each other so much?"

The man sneered and said, "follow the rules. What's the problem?"

The steward narrowed his eyes slightly and thought that he had come to make trouble. He looked slightly cold and said, "you should know that this is Chaonan city."

"Of course I know it's facing the south city."

The man in the room on the eighth floor mocked and said, "why don't you just say the name of Qingshan sect?"

The steward said in a cold voice, "so what? Don't you dare to disrespect Castle Peak! "

"Of course not, but you think Qingshan sect will take care of you now? I'd like to know that your treasure tree house is still so arrogant. Where on earth does it come from? "

The man sneered.

The steward turned pale at the words and finally knew why the other party dared to be so arrogant.

Two years ago, the peak of green mountains and blue lakes changed... Baoshuju lost its biggest backer, but how did the other party know?

"Speaking of arrogance, I can't compare with your Sandu sect. When I came to Nanhe Prefecture, I dared to rob things from Guocheng temple."

The steward could no longer care about the so-called rules and pointed out the origin of the other party with a sneer.

If the people of Sandu sect still insist on the calming borneol, let them go and compete with Guocheng temple.

Listening to the name of Sandu sect, there was a burst of discussion in the building.

Sandu sect is a Western sword sect, and its reputation is not very loud, but because it is a vassal of Kunlun sect, no one is willing to provoke it.

The window of that room was pushed open. A middle-aged man with a cold look stood in front of the window, looked at the steward downstairs and sneered. Then he looked at the old monk of Guocheng temple and said, "tell me, master, our sect doesn't want to fight against your temple, but our sect leader is seriously ill and needs to be treated with calming borneol. We really can't give way."

The middle-aged man was not polite to baoshuju, but quite respectful to Guocheng temple.

Listening to this, many people are a little puzzled. Calming borneol is not really a rare magic medicine, but just recently, there was a ghost dace in chaonancheng. People were frightened and sick, and Guocheng temple would come forward in person. Sandu sect is a vassal of Kunlun sect, which is closely related to Zhenbei Shenjun. If the leader of Sandu sect is seriously ill, how can he not get this medicine?

The middle-aged man knew what they were thinking and said, "I came to Nanhe prefecture to play. Unfortunately, I was poisoned by flowers in Yingcheng."

The noise came again. It seemed that everyone knew the origin of the flower poison.

If that cruel nun did it, the little master of Sandu sect would be really pitiful.

Flower poison will not kill people, but it will make people itch and feel very uncomfortable. However, if you really have perseverance, you can get better after suffering for ten days.

The question is, how can people of the Sandu faction watch their little Lord suffer such inhuman torture?

"We must take the calming borneol. As for those mortals in Chaonan city... They can only be regarded as unlucky."

Said the middle-aged man.

Listening to this, there was not much opposition in the building. The heart of benevolence should be, but in the eyes of practitioners, the life of mortals is really nothing, especially when they are the object of comparison.

The old monk of Guocheng Temple naturally disagreed with this statement, but he was not good at words. He just shook his head and sighed.

In the room on the seventh floor, Zhao Layue didn't understand and asked, "why aren't you afraid of Guocheng temple?"

Well nine said, "the monk has a good temper."

This refers to the style of Guocheng temple, or the reputation formed in the spiritual world over the years.

Of course, this is in the south city of the dynasty, inland of the dynasty, and in the north. Who dares to disrespect Guocheng temple? If Sandu sect dares to rob Guocheng temple for medicine, it is afraid that it will be torn to pieces by the angry people on the spot. It is impossible for Fengdao sect to stop ganxiu without permission and say that it will go directly to Kunlun.

Although the practitioners in the building acquiesced to the statement of the middle-aged people of Sandu sect, after all, it is facing the south city. The eminent monks of Guocheng Temple need medicine to treat the patients. Where are they willing to watch the sword repair from the West take away the medicine easily? There were many bids at the beginning of the auction, and soon the calming borneol exceeded its due value.

The Sandu faction shows no weakness. No matter what price they offer, they will continue to increase the price.

There are many crystal mines in Kunlun mountain. Although Sandu sect is not as rich as Kunlun sect, there are not few crystal stones.

With the passage of time, the price of calming borneol was raised higher and higher, and those sects had to retreat gradually.

Even if they want to use calming borneol to build Guocheng temple, they have to consider the current price.