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Chapter 317

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"What do you want?" Knife Scar knew that Yang Chen would never give him the Appearance Pill for no reason. A pill that could make the Taitianmen feel inconvenient would not be taken out so easily.

"If you go to the Monster Plain or find any materials in the territory of the demonic cultivators, I want to buy them first." Yang Chen's requirements were not high, and it seemed that he had found a way to make money for Knife Scar.

"There are rich resources there. You can take a team and accept some commissions from the orthodox cultivators. Then, you can find things in the Hundred Thousand Mountains or the Monster Plain. You can make a profit from both sides." Yang Chen said a little bewitchingly, "Anyway, you like to run around. Maybe you can see something and make a small fortune at the same time."

Knife Scar seemed to be very interested in listening. For a person like him who had nothing else in mind except revenge, his wish had been fulfilled after revenge. The only thing left was to continue his life. As for higher cultivation, he had never thought about it. But maybe in such a life, he would find a direction in the future.

"Deal!" After thinking for a while, Knife Scar immediately said decisively. This would only be good for him. Moreover, it sounded like fun to take a team.

As for this period of time, Knife Scar could go shopping in the market square where the cultivators gathered to see what things were unique to the Hundred Thousand Mountains and what things were scarce in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. At that time, he could bring some things with a purpose and make a lot of spirit stones.

Knife Scar did not stay. After having this idea, he immediately said goodbye to Yang Chen. He was a little embarrassed here. Although he was a guest, he was apologizing to Gao Yue. It was not so comfortable. Leaving early was also a kind of relief for Knife Scar.

The old tree demon did not ask him to stay. After Yang Chen sent Knife Scar away, he asked with a smile, "What is your intention in ordering this stupid boy around?"

"I can't hide it from you!" Yang Chen laughed, "I don't have any intention. I just want to give the Sect another way to make money. In fact, Knife Scar himself understands this very well. It's just that he hasn't completely figured out his future path yet. "

The Old Tree Demon had lived for god knows how long. Although he didn't communicate much with people, it was unknown how many storms he had seen in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. He could see very clearly. He nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Your place is not bad. I will temporarily stay here and join the Sect's Hall of Eccentrics." The old tree demon finally nodded, "In a few days, I will prepare to cross the Yin Fire Tribulation. If you have any relatives or friends, you can come and see me if you need them!"

A peak Yuanying stage master crossing the Yin Fire Tribulation was a rare opportunity. Last time, Yang Chen let a group of people witness Hua Wanting's tribulation in the Blue Cloud Sect. He felt that he was sorry for the masters of his Sect. Now there was such an opportunity. Wasn't it a good pie that fell from the sky?

How could Yang Chen refuse such a request? After a good night, Yang Chen went to see the body of the old tree demon. However, even though he knew that the body of the old tree demon was here, he was still taken aback by the old tree demon's hiding technique.

In Yang Chen's courtyard, behind the house, there was such a small osmanthus tree that was almost the height of two people. It was as thick as a fist and had thin branches and tender leaves. It was simply a new tree. No matter who saw this tree, they would never think that this was an old osmanthus tree that had cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

It seemed that under the nourishment of sufficient spiritual power, the Old Tree Demon's Transformation Secret Art had become more and more proficient. This alone was enough to allow his body to escape the attention of almost 99% of the cultivators. Who would care about such a small sapling that was specially transplanted by the owner of the house to decorate the courtyard?

Unless the invading enemy wanted to leave no grass here, perhaps they would be able to find the abnormality of the old tree demon. However, in this life, there was Yang Chen. How could the Chunyang Palace repeat the same mistakes and stage the tragedy of extermination again?

Moreover, the old tree demon was hiding behind Yang Chen's house. There was another advantage, that was, the Fierce Sun Courtyard would be absolutely impregnable in the future. Moreover, every move in the courtyard would not escape the monitoring of the huge roots of the old tree demon. Was there a more reassuring place than a dacheng stage monster guard?

After settling down the old tree demon, before he had time to report to the head of the palace, the servant Yuan Ting hurriedly reported to Yang Chen, saying that the head of the palace and several hall masters were waiting for Yang Chen in the Nine Earth Mountain Villa and wanted Yang Chen to see them immediately.

Yuan Ting was arranged by Yang Chen to be in the Nine Earth Mountain Villa. He asked her and Shangguan Feng to help keep an eye on those outer sect disciples. This time, she ran over eagerly, and there was an anxious look on her face, which was very puzzling. In particular, she said that in addition to the palace master, there were several hall masters, which made Yang Chen very surprised.

"Several hall masters are also here?" Yang Chen asked strangely.

"They are all here!" Yuan Ting answered affirmatively, and then added, "The Bright Moon Palace is the acting hall master, Song Xing. It seems that they were all brought by Song Xing."

Because Yang Chen was not very friendly to the people of the Bright Moon Palace, Yuan Ting called the acting hall master of the Bright Moon Palace by his surname.

"Young Master, they seem to be making a punitive expedition." Yuan Ting's observation was very detailed, and she could see that those people, especially Song Xing, were not right, "It seems that when they heard the news that the young master came out of seclusion, they immediately came over."

"It doesn't matter!" Yang Chen had worked hard for the outer sect disciples of the Nine Earth Mountain Villa. If someone wanted to find trouble with this, Yang Chen would not care, "Go, let's go and see! The head of the palace is also there, we can't let him wait for a long time! "

Setting up the Flying Sword, Yang Chen took Yuan Ting and arrived at the Nine Earth Mountain Villa in less than an hour. In the lobby of the Nine Earth Mountain Villa, he saw the head of the palace.

"Disciple Yang Chen, greets the palace master, greets the several uncles!" Entering the door, not to mention anything else, Yang Chen first gave a series of etiquette. All the elders who came, even if they were unhappy, Yang Chen could only give a proper salute. Except for one or two elders, the rest of the elders smiled and returned the greeting.

"Out of seclusion?" The head of the palace smiled at Yang Chen and asked, "I heard that your master has recovered well, you have worked hard!"

The attitude of the head of the palace made Yang Chen's heart more relaxed and gratified. Yang Chen's retreat was to treat the damage of Gao Yue's spiritual awareness. If the head of the palace did not care about it, it would make the disciples disappointed.

However, the tolerance and concern of the head of the palace could not make everyone hold the same attitude, at least the acting hall master of the Bright Moon Palace, Song Xing, was one of them.

After the head of the palace finished, before anyone had time to interrupt, Song Xing slowly asked, "Yang Chen, do you know your crime?"

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