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Text Chapter 239 Establishing Prestige (Thank you, Brother 1234)

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    What happened to Ma Zhengxiong made everyone present confused.  Pairs of eyes all looked at Fang Ling in unison. The foundation-building monks who had been so contemptuous of the young Jindan Master just now became extremely respectful.

    "Youyou dare to take action against me, Master Wei Shangwill not let you go!" Ma Zhengxiong raised his head and glared at Fang Ling, saying dissatisfiedly.  But as soon as he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

    "Seal his magic power with a talisman, hang it on a flagpole and be tempered by the strong wind in the mountains for a hundred days!" As Fang Ling spoke, his eyes fell on a skinny middle-aged monk.  This middle-aged monk was one of the few monks who came to greet Fang Ling and was at the pinnacle of foundation building.

    Of course the middle-aged monk understood what Fang Ling meant, but after hesitating for a while, he clasped his fists and said to Fang Ling: "Master, although Ma Zhengxiong has offended you, I think a little punishment would be to hang it on the flagpole  ¡­¡±

    Fang Ling looked at the middle-aged monks, his eyes becoming colder and colder.  At this time, the middle-aged monk refused to carry out his order. Fang Ling would never think that it was because his punishment was excessive.  In the Demonic Sect, the strong are respected. The reason why the middle-aged monk said this was because he weighed the pros and cons and felt that it would be more beneficial for him not to execute his orders.

    Although Fang Ling does not want to be the king and hegemony, he will never allow any voice that opposes him in his own territory.  Otherwise, what's the use here if you have the reputation of being a Jindan master but can't follow his words?  In addition, that real person Wei Shang.  This is really the first time Fang Ling has heard of it.  Although he spent most of his time in Luoying Mountain in seclusion, he was still concerned about the Jindan Daoist disciples of Qianzhu Sect.  He still knows the name.

    There is no one named Wei Shang. It seems that there is something interesting in this!

    With thoughts flashing in his mind, Fang Ling's consciousness rushed towards the middle-aged monk. Although the middle-aged monk was prepared, with his cultivation, how could he resist Fang Ling's consciousness?  In an instant.  The monk also held his head in his hands and fell to the ground.

    "Since you care about him so much, then just stay with him!" Fang Ling glanced coldly at the monk.  His eyes fell on the man named Uncle Jiu and said, "Hang them two under the strong wind."

    These words were said softly, but in Uncle Jiu's ears, they had great power.  He glanced at Ma Zhengxiong, and then saluted Fang Ling respectfully.  Then he quickly took out two talismans and stuck them on Ma Zhengxiong and the middle-aged monk.

    The middle-aged monk did not dare to say a word.  But Ma Zhengxiong had recovered at this time, and he shouted sternly: "Yang Jiu, you dare to do this to me, when Master Wei Shang investigates this matter, I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

    Yang Jiu himself is also a fierce person. He has already taken action at this time. When he heard Ma Zhengxiong's scolding, he immediately took out a python tendon rope from his small universe bag.  He ferociously tied Ma Zhengxiong into a ball and threw him to the bottom of the cliff.

    This action startled the middle-aged monk.  There was a look of prayer in his eyes.  Yang Jiu hesitated for a moment. Instead of dealing with the middle-aged monk like Ma Zhengxiong, he just tied his hands and hung him at the foot of the cliff.

    Fang Ling looked at all this and walked into the palace without saying anything more.  The main hall is solemn and solemn, with a gold-carved throne solemnly placed in the center of the main hall.

    The moment Fang Ling sat down on the throne, the foundation-building monks who were originally full of awe, and whoever took the lead, knelt down again and congratulated loudly: "We pay homage to Master Fang Ling.  Wish you all the best!¡±

    Fang Ling looked at the people kneeling below, feeling a little proud in his heart.  Although he didn't want to be the king and dominate, he had to admit that it felt really good to hear the sound of kneeling like a mountain and a tsunami.

    With a gentle wave of his hand, Fang Ling said in a deep voice: "Everyone, please get up. I have called you here this time. In addition to meeting you, I also have some other things I want to talk to you about"

    "Hahaha, I heard that Master Fang was promoted to the position of guarding Master Qianzhu Sect Cifang. My Master Wei Shang was very happy and asked me to come and congratulate him." A sharp voice suddenly came from outside.

    The faces of the foundation-building monks standing at the bottom of the main hall changed drastically the moment they heard Master Wei Shang, and some monks who were standing far away started talking in low voices.  It was a mess.  The majestic atmosphere that Fang Ling had just created suddenly disappeared at this moment.

    Fang De'an, who was standing next to Fang Ling's seat, felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to speak, but he didn't have the confidence in his heart.  Just when he hesitated, he saw the door of the main hall being pushed open forcefully, and two monks at the peak of Foundation Establishment walked in with smiles on their faces.

      The man walking in front was a man five feet tall with a round face who seemed to be smiling at everyone he looked at.  As soon as he entered the door, he clasped his fists towards Fang Ling and said, "Haha, Master Wei Shang sat down to ask for help, pay homage to Master Fang Ling, and congratulate Master Fang Ling for achieving the golden elixir and taking over the throne."

    Zhou Taofan found out that the name was really not that good, but what Fang Ling paid attention to was not this, but the sentence "Master Wei Shang".  Ever since he came to Baiyue Mountain, the name of Master Wei Shang kept appearing in his ears, and Ma Zhengxiong who dared to threaten him also relied on this Master Wei Shang.

    Fang Ling waved his hand towards Zhou Tuifan and said, "Thank you Master Wei Shang for me."

    Zhou Taofan chuckled, and a golden post appeared in his hand like a magic trick. He raised his hands and said, "Master Wei Shang asked his subordinates to bring some congratulatory gifts. Small gifts are not respectful."

    Fang Ling waved his hand, and the golden greeting card fell into his hand.  Opening the greeting card, you can see that it says congratulations to Master Fang Ling for achieving the Golden Elixir. Below is a list of gifts, the most conspicuous of which are ten thousand taels of gold and one hundred pairs of white jade, followed by some clothes and the like.  If these things were placed in an ordinary wealthy family, they would really be considered a generous gift, but for Jindan masters like Fang Ling, these gifts are simply insulting.  Not to mention Master Jindan, even if it is a Foundation Establishment monk, if he wants to give something away, he will always give something useful for cultivation. Who gives such gold and jade things?

    Fang Ling casually put away the greeting card and said calmly: "Thank you Master Wei Shang for me." As he spoke, he said to Yang Jiu: "Where is Master Wei Shang from? How come I never have it?"  heard about it?"

    Zhou Taofan's expression suddenly changed. Fang Ling's dismissive attitude was obviously an insult to Master Wei Shang.  However, the question left him unable to find fault.

    "Reporting to Master, Master Wei Shang is Master Jindan of the Banjiang Sword Sect. He was promoted to Jindan two hundred years ago and now has a cultivation level of mid-Jindan." Yang Jiu asked him to attack Ma Zhengxiong because Fang Ling asked him to do so.  So he tied himself to Fang Ling's warship.  This time when answering Fang Ling's words, he quickly gave Fang Ling a wake-up call.  Jindan Daoist, who has been promoted to 200 years, and is still in the middle stage of Jindan. These are all telling Fang Ling that this Wei Shang is not easy to mess with.

    Fang Ling nodded, and then said: "Wait a minute, you can take one hundred thousand taels of gold, one thousand pairs of jade, and one hundred dendrobium pearls for the Zhou envoy to take back. Master Wei Shang's life is not easy, so we must be considerate.  "As soon as Fang Ling's words came out, Zhou Daofan, who had been smiling all the time, could no longer smile, and the young man with a stern face standing behind Zhou Daofan glared at Fang Ling and asked: "  Master Fang Ling, what do you mean?"

    "It's not interesting!" Fang Ling chuckled, then threw the greeting card at Yang Jiuyi and said, "Read this greeting card to everyone. This is the congratulations of Master Wei Shang, so you must be respectful."

    Yang Jiu scanned the content of the invitation and immediately understood why Fang Ling said that.  Although he was a little happy about Fang Ling's toughness, he was more worried.  How could Fang Ling, who had just become a Jindan master, be Wei Shang's opponent?  If the two sides fight, although Wei Shang may not necessarily kill Fang Ling, he will inevitably be embarrassed.  But in the end, he gritted his teeth and read loudly: "Master Wei Shang congratulates Master Fang Ling for achieving the golden elixir, and sends him thousands of taels of gold, hundreds of pairs of jade, and ten husks of pearls"

    Zhou Taofan looked a little embarrassed. The purpose of Master Wei Shang asking him to give these gifts this time was to demonstrate to Fang Ling. Unexpectedly, Fang Ling would do something like this. It was like slapping Wei Shang in the face.

    "What a precious gift!" A rough-looking foundation-building monk said with a hint of sarcasm in his words.  Following his words, some people laughed and echoed: "Yes, yes, Master Wei Shang's life is really not easy!"

    The young man who followed Zhou Tuofan was just about to speak when Zhou Tuofan pulled him and then said calmly: "Master Fang, Master Wei Shang's family has a big business and many disciples, and life is a bit difficult. This time he asked his subordinates  Come down, in addition to congratulating you on achieving the golden elixir, I also have two instructions for you to convey to Master Fang."

    At this point, Zhou Tuofan's face became extremely serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Xuan Wei Shang Zhenren's decree: 1. From now on, the mountains and rivers 500 miles west of Qingluo Gorge belong to our Banjiang Sword Sect; 2.  , Starting from this year, the offerings to Master Wei Shang here will be doubled, that is, 1,000 pieces of medium-grade immortal stones, 300 elixirs over 500 years old, 150,000 kilograms of refined iron from the hardware factory, and various refining materials.  There are a thousand kinds of magic weapon materials"

    Listening to the instructions read by Zhou Tuifan, the expressions of the foundation-building monks in the entire hall suddenly changed.  But several monks who had been following Ma Zhengxiong had smiles on their faces. Obviously, they were very happy to be able to belong to the Banjiang Sword Sect.

    It took nearly a quarter of an hour to finish reading the list.  Thinking about itAfter that, he smiled and said to Fang Ling: "Master Fang, my Master Wei Shang said that it is not easy for me to come here, so I ask you to clear this year's offerings now!" (To be continued)

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