Chapter 345 An NPC More Shameless Than Long Aotian
The eye contact between the two people completely avoided the viewers in the live broadcast room.
After the young Taoist priest made a promise to Long Aotian with his eyes, he turned around and started his own live broadcast business.
"That Mr. Dao Collection, no discussion in the barrage!"
"I have no idea about the collection you're talking about, but I also know it's not a good thing!"
The young Taoist priest warned: "Do you know the power of the net? It's very powerful! Don't hurt me!"
The netizens expressed their understanding.
"The beast of harmony shows its might every year, and many circles on the Internet suffer."
"The online literature community has been hit hardest. I heard that an author named Adam Dria had several of his books banned."
"Alas, what a poor author. I am a kind person and cannot bear to hear such things. I feel so distressed that I want to cry when I hear them. I won't say more. I will vote for this author and give him a reward."
"Speaking of which, little Taoist priest, you haven't told me how you fly in the sky. If you don't teach the female monks properly, where are you going to fly with your sword?"
"I guess Brother Long doesn't provide food and lodging anymore, so this free thug is going to run away."
The young Taoist priest heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the content of the barrage return to normal: "I'm going to go with Brother Long to collect the protection fee."
"Protection money? Damn it, my brother Long always does something new every day!"
"Emmmmmm, in the cultivation circle, is there also a concept of protection fees?"
"Don't ask, if you ask, my brother Long is awesome!"
Amid the lively atmosphere of the live broadcast room, a team of disciples from Guiyuan Sword Sect have arrived at the Yunzhong Mountains.
The Sancong Sect is located at the outermost part of the Yunzhong Mountains. It is a well-known sect for independent people, and all its disciples are independent people.
The strength of the Sancong Sect is not strong, and it is at the bottom of the Yunzhong Mountains. Rather than saying it is a sect, it is better to say that it is a group of casual practitioners who temporarily formed a nominal sect to practice and communicate with each other.
Long Aotian walked to the mountain gate of Sancong Sect and called Guitian to him: "Disciple, go and shout at the mountain gate, louder."
Guitian nodded, strode forward, summoned his spiritual energy, and shouted: "I am Guitian from Guiyuan Sword Sect, meeting all the seniors from Sancong Sect! I am very sorry for coming here to disturb you today, and I hope you will forgive me!"
"Tsk tsk, you're so polite. You're so polite."
Long Aotian shook his head, feeling that his plan to reform his four disciples was a long and arduous journey. They were all a group of cultured people, not at all like his, Long Aotian’s disciples.
After Guitian shouted at the mountain gate, a Jindan stage cultivator flew out of the mountain gate on a sword in a short while, followed by several disciples, who were barely able to fly on the wind.
This is the only Jindan cultivator in the Sancong Sect and also the nominal leader of the sect.
In fact, he was just about to meditate and practice, and didn't want to come out to receive guests, but the Guiyuan Sword Sect was too famous, and only the leader could control the situation.
As soon as the leader of the Sancong Sect came out, he saw more than a thousand people standing in front of his mountain gate. He also saw Long Aotian and the little Taoist priest. He couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.
Everyone from the top to the bottom of the Guiyuan Sword Sect came, including the leader himself and even an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.
What does it mean?
Could it be that Guiyuan Sword Sect is going to annex Sancong Sect?
The leader of the Sancong Sect was unsure of the Guiyuan Sword Sect's intention, so he could only ask in a tentative tone: "Excuse me, what does the Guiyuan Sword Sect mean by this?"
Long Aotian smacked his lips. He heard a hint of expectation in the question asked by the leader of the Sancong Sect, like a shy girl embracing spring.
There are so many people with weapons in their hands blocking your gate, what is this old guy expecting?
Could it be that my brain isn't working well enough?
Long Aotian was too lazy to think about it, he just took a step forward, stood on his sword, and said loudly: "I am Long Aotian, the head of Guiyuan Sword Sect. I believe you know me."
"Hello, Brother Dao."
The head of the Sancong Sect quickly clasped his fists and saluted, then paused and bowed to the young Taoist priest from a distance: "Greetings, teacher."
Coincidentally, this guy had also listened to the young Taoist's lectures and was considered a registered disciple.
The young Taoist couldn't help but turn his head away, unable to bear to look at him.
Because when the young Taoist priest thought about what Long Aotian was going to do, he felt that he had let down his registered disciple.
"snort."
Long Aotian snorted in dissatisfaction and said indifferently: "Brother Dao, since you are here, I won't be long-winded."
The head of the Sancong Sect bowed and said, "I will follow your instructions."
"Guiyuan Sword Sect is growing stronger day by day, with many disciples and masters. As the most recognized sect in Yunzhong Mountain Range, our Guiyuan Sword Sect has always upheld the righteous philosophy of friendly cultivation and mutual assistance."
Long Aotian said loudly: "As the messenger of justice, Guiyuan Sword Sect has been working diligently since its establishment to maintain the safety of Yunzhong Mountain Range and protect the safety of all sects in Yunzhong Mountain Range from suffering and evil ways!"
"At the same time, we invite Yuanying senior to open a Dharma altar and preach, to bless the many cultivators in the Yunzhong Mountains."
"Do you admit this?"
"admit."
The leader of the Sancong Sect nodded and said, "What's right and what's not? You have the final say since you are strong."
"Okay, that's easy!"
Long Aotian nodded in satisfaction: "Guiyuan Sword Sect is responsible for the safety of all sects in Yunzhong Mountain Range. It has fought many bloody battles with evil forces and suffered heavy losses. This is Guiyuan Sword Sect's sense of justice, but it is not Guiyuan Sword Sect's obligation."
"We are all members of the Yunzhong Mountain Range. When facing the Yunzhong Mountain Range's righteous messenger Guiyuan Sword Sect, shouldn't the Sancong Sect... make a statement?"
Long Aotian stared at the leader of the Sancong Sect, stretched out his right hand, and rubbed his thumb and index finger continuously.
"express?"
The head of the Sancong Sect was a little confused. Looking at Long Aotian's fingers, he suddenly realized: "Brother Dao, are you injured? Do you need a healing pill?"
"Do I need that little bit of medicine from you?"
Long Aotian was furious: "You have become confused after practicing cultivation, right? The Guiyuan Sword Sect has put in so much effort to protect the Yunzhong Mountains. Shouldn't your Sancong Sect express their condolences?"
"For example, give me some spirit stones, some elixirs, some cultivation resources, etc."
"This is called protection money, understand?"
"Oh! Got it!"
The head of the Sancong Sect nodded repeatedly.
He understood that Long Aotian came to ask for money.
"Brother Dao, please rest assured. I am willing to give Guiyuan Sword Sect 300 spirit stones and three Qi-training pills."
"You're sending beggars away?"
Long Aotian laughed in anger: "Do you think I'm here to beg for food? Disciples!"
Long Aotian shouted loudly, and the disciples behind him shouted in unison: "Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!"
Isn't this just begging?
The head of the Sancong Sect frowned, somewhat dissatisfied: "Brother Dao, my sect does not have too many spiritual medicines and spiritual stones, so we can only give you this much."
Long Aotian: "You mean, Guiyuan Sword Sect has been protecting the Yunzhong Mountains for so many years in vain?"
The head of the Sancong Sect laughed and said, "Brother Daoist, the Yunzhong Mountains have been peaceful for many years. How could there be an invasion of evil demons? How can you say that you are protecting them?"
"Return to Huang!"
Long Aotian shouted loudly, and the little disciple beside him took out a rabbit from his arms, held it high, and said loudly: "This is a rabbit demon, trying to invade the Yunzhong Mountains and start a war between humans and demons!"
"My disciples of Guiyuan Sword Sect fought fearlessly and killed this beast, breaking the monster clan's conspiracy! The corpse of this rabbit monster is irrefutable evidence!"
Long Aotian nodded in satisfaction, staring at the head of the Sancong Sect, and said word by word: "You can't erase the contributions of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, and you can't chill the hearts of the martyrs of the Guiyuan Sword Sect!"
"If you insist on denying the protection provided by Guiyuan Sword Sect, then ask my disciples whether they agree or not!"
As Long Aotian's voice fell, the disciples who had already practiced several times on the road shouted one after another.
"No! No! No!"
"Give me spiritual stones! Give me spiritual medicine! Give me magic weapons!"
The shouts of more than a thousand people shook the sky and could be heard from far away. Many disciples from nearby sects came out to watch the fun.
The young Taoist priest looked at the rabbit in Gui Huang's hand and couldn't help but cover his forehead and blush.
"I am still too young. My shamelessness is not even one ten-thousandth as that of Brother Long."
The leader of the Sancong Sect was stunned. He looked at the rabbit in Gui Huang's hand, choking with emotion and speechless for a long time.
"This is clearly an ordinary rabbit."
"Bullshit, it's spiritual!"
"That's what you just added. It doesn't have a demon pill."
"Yes, the demon pill was taken by me."
"I……"
The leader of the Sancong Sect didn't know what to say. This guy Long Aotian was lying with open eyes.
All cultivators in the world know that this is the most common wild animal in the Yunzhong Mountains. It has a little spirituality, but it is definitely not a monster.
But Long Aotian insisted that it was a monster, in order to prove the merits of Guiyuan Sword Sect and to threaten Sancong Sect to give up their cultivation resources.
If we don't give it to them, looking at the more than a thousand people from Guiyuan Sword Sect and the old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, I'm afraid they will rush up.
Thinking of this, the leader of the Sancong Sect suddenly calmed down a lot.
"In the face of irrefutable evidence, why are you still trying to argue? Hand over the protection fee!"
Long Aotian stared at the head of the Sancong Sect, paused, and sneered again: "If you don't obey me, you should know the consequences."
Shameless or not, it doesn’t matter, as long as you can get the things.
The young Taoist priest took a step forward cooperatively, displaying his Nascent Soul stage spiritual energy. A violent gust of wind blew up for no reason, and the temperature around him dropped a few degrees.
The monks from other sects who were watching from afar saw that all the mortals around had run away. The pressure from the more than a thousand people of Guiyuan Sword Sect was too great.
The Sancong Sect has no strength to fight back at all.
The atmosphere in the air was frozen and extremely silent. The leader of the Sancong Sect closed his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking about, and his long robe fluttered in the wind.
At this moment, he seemed very lonely, like a hero who could fight against thousands of enemies alone.
Long Aotian spoke up to break the oppressive atmosphere, sneering and saying, "Why, you want me to bring someone in to collect the protection fee myself?"
"My Sancong Sect is not as strong as others..."
The head of the Sancong Sect suddenly spoke in a calm but firm tone: "But you are not someone who can be slaughtered at will!"
"My disciples' cultivation items cannot be taken away so easily just because of your words!"
"Otherwise, how can I face so many disciples?"
The head of the Sancong Sect's voice gradually became louder, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Long Aotian fiercely: "Protection money, no!"
"really?!"
Long Aotian was in doubt and looked at the head of the Sancong Sect, muttering in his heart: "Could it be that the first sect is so disobedient? How can we collect the protection fee from now on?"
Guiyuan Sword Sect brought many disciples, but most of them were not very strong, only slightly stronger than ordinary people, and they were just there to support them.
These disciples are the future backbone of the sect.
Long Aotian doesn't want to go to war unless it is absolutely necessary.
"No, we must defeat the first sect! If we just let it go, the rest of the sects will surely follow suit."
Long Aotian made up his mind. He didn't want to take action, but the facts did not allow it.
"I'll give you one last chance. Give it to me for protection or not!"
Long Aotian looked at the leader of the Sancong Sect with gritted teeth. This guy was too tough and too principled.
"I definitely won't give it to you!"
The head of the Sancong Sect raised his head and shouted: "Either you step over my dead body! Or..."
"Or what?"
"Or, Guiyuan Sword Sect swallows up Sancong Sect and promises to let the disciples of Sancong Sect sit in the first three rows when Teacher Yuelun explains the true meaning of cultivation!"
The leader of the Sancong Sect said loudly: "Choose one of the two."
The Cloud Mountain Range, which was originally filled with secret whispers and conversations, suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked at the leader of the Sancong Sect.
Long Aotian looked at the expectant eyes of the leader of the Sancong Sect, and he suddenly understood.
Long Aotian knew that he was shameless.
but.
Some NPCs are even more shameless than him.
